Gluttony (8)
The vehicle drove into the main road, and Song Yinxing handed over a bag of snacks, "Fill your stomach first since you haven't eaten yet."
If Song Shu knew enough, he would know that such things had never appeared on Song Yinxing's car before. This was specially purchased for him.
Song Shu touched her belly a little embarrassedly, "Thank you, brother."
The snack was a bag of nougat, very chewy.
Song Shu peeled off the candy wrapper and chewed it, and the itchy feeling on his lips and tongue that could not be ignored came back.
A lot of things happened today, and Song Shu deliberately ignored it, so his oral stage had little impact on him.
Now that work is finished and the body is relaxed, Song Shu temporarily forgets about his desire for food, and only remembers it while chewing the candy.
My lips and tongue are itchy, and I feel anxious.
Song Shu sat up straight, his eyes secretly drifting to Song Yinxing who was driving next to him. Seeing that Song Yinxing didn't pay attention to him, he ate two more candies, suppressed his anxious mood, and said, "Brother, how do you know what happened at work?"
Song Yinxing turned down the volume of the car radio, "My subordinates are discussing business in the bar."
Song Shu touched his ear and said, "Oh."
…
Song Yinxing did not take Song Shu to a restaurant outside, but returned to his temporary residence in Ganshui City and cooked for himself.
"Play here for a while."
The latest optical computer and the latest game console were placed on the sofa, and the TV was turned on. Song Yinxing rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.
Song Shu looked around. Song Yinxing's residence was probably provided by the army. The conditions were very good, and signs of careful arrangement could be seen everywhere.
He sat down on the sofa, touched the game console and optical computer that he had never seen before, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to watch TV.
The default channel of the TV was the official news channel of the alliance. Just as the news channel was broadcasting the relevant deeds of Song Yinxing, Song Shu could not help but lower the volume and went to look at Song Yinxing in the kitchen again.
Song Yinxing didn't move, so Song Shu watched with peace of mind.
The news still introduced the deeds that Song Shu had seen on the Internet, and the stories were more thrilling and vivid. For example, Song Yinxing skipped a grade to attend the military academy, challenged all the Alphas in the school, and beat up the seniors with a cold face. If the seniors refused to obey, he would beat them one by one, and beat up two of them; for example, the first time Song Yinxing went to the battlefield, he killed all the insects that invaded the border, and killed the insect mother, and the elimination effect was no less than using insecticide... In the news, Song Yinxing was an invincible god of war, a role model for alphas, and the sweetheart of countless omegas.
There were also some miscellaneous small talks, which Song Shu listened to with great interest. When Song Yinxing called him to eat, he came back to his senses from the TV, turned it off, and went into the kitchen to help take out the dishes and bowls.
The food Song Yinxing cooked still tasted the same, but Song Shu hadn't eaten it for a long time. He ate eagerly, and the more he ate, the redder his eyes became, and he almost wiped away his tears and cried out loud.
Song Yinxing paused, "Is your roommate's cooking terrible? Or is the work meal not tasty?"
Song Shu felt that the conversation was familiar, and her eyes got even redder. But she didn't want to cry, so she just replied vaguely, "No," and continued to eat.
Who knew that he ate too quickly and ended up burning his mouth.
hiss--
Song Shu suddenly raised his head and covered his lips, a few physiological tears overflowed from his eyes, and he quickly picked up the warm water at hand.
"Burn?"
Song Yinxing frowned and stood up.
A tear dripped down her chin onto the table. Song Shu couldn't help coughing, and the redness at the corners of her eyes made her look like she had been crying.
The Alpha's tall figure completely enveloped him, and his chin was lifted up with slightly cold fingers, with stains of tears also falling on his fingertips.
Song Yinxing moved quickly, and his voice was a little cold: "Open your mouth, let me see."
His lips and tongue began to itch again, and Song Shu felt a little flustered. He pursed his lips and said, "No need, I'm not burned." As he spoke, he could still see the tip of his tongue, which was redder than usual and huddled in his mouth.
Song Yinxing did not let go, but used some skill to open Song Shu's mouth, and repeated in a cold voice: "Let me see."
He had been training in the army for many years, and his fingers had rubbed a small area of skin on Song Shu's chin completely red.
Song Shu was forced to look up, the light irritating his eyes, as if the shell of a clam was forced open, revealing the tender clam meat inside.
This forced action was a little uncomfortable, Song Shu didn't even care about his oral desire, he shrank his head back and whispered: "Brother, it's really okay."
Song Yinxing held the back of Song Shu's head to stop him from retreating, but Song Shu pursed his lips tightly, unwilling to open them.
Song Yinxing used a little more strength, "The wound has turned white, you still say it's okay?"
He put his fingertips against Song Shu's lips and frowned: "Open."
That itchy feeling came again, and Song Shu almost put Song Yinxing's finger into his mouth.
But Song Yinxing is his brother, and this behavior will definitely be seen as abnormal. Song Shu was reluctant, but still bit his lip tightly and said vaguely: "It's your business."
Song Yinxing's face didn't look very good. He didn't believe what Song Shu said. He used a little more skill to open Song Shu's lips, moved closer, and breathed on his face.
After confirming the wound, he whispered, "Spray medicine."
The large palm brushed across the end of his eye and stayed near the wound for a moment. Song Shu's eyelashes were rubbed, and his eyes turned red due to the irritation. He subconsciously tightened his breathing, and a shadow fell on his eyelids.
It was his brother's finger.
"Wait here."
The temperature passed by, and the shadow in front of him also moved away. When Song Shu opened his eyes again, he saw Song Yinxing's back.
Song Shu responded in a hesitant voice. He had been restrained so much that his lips and tongue felt numb, and the urge of his oral desire was not that obvious.
Soon, Song Yinxing took out a small bottle of spray. Seeing Song Shu staring at him, he explained: "It's a spray for treating burns. It's very effective."
Song Shu said "Oh" and wanted to reach out to take it, but his brother turned around and said, "I'll help you spray it."
Song Shu: "...I can do it myself."
Song Yinxing just looked at him, "Can you see it?"
Song Shu had been scalded before, also on his mouth, and it was also Song Yinxing who helped him spray medicine - he opened his mouth, and Song Yinxing took the watermelon frost and sprayed it twice and it was over.
The whole process takes no more than 3 minutes.
But he had no oral desire at that time!
Because of the oral stage, Song Shu didn't want Song Yinxing to touch his mouth. He was afraid that he couldn't help but do something beastly to Song Yinxing.
His face was wrinkled and his voice was distressed: "Brother, I have grown up."
Song Yinxing did not refute, he put down the spray and looked at him with lowered eyebrows, saying coldly: "Well, you spray."
It seems like I'm just here watching.
Song Shu: “…”
"I'll spray after I finish eating?"
Song Yinxing sneered.
Song Shu picked up the spray and said, "I'll spray, I'll spray."
…
It's not difficult to spray a spray into the mouth, provided that he knows where the wound is.
Song Shu turned on the pain shield, so he could feel the burn just now. It was actually because that idiot 555 was too excited while singing karaoke and accidentally pressed the button to turn it off.
Although it was opened again immediately, the pain of the burn was still transmitted to the cerebral cortex.
555 Alert: [Who are you calling a fool? ]
Song Yinxing was looking at him, and Song Shu didn't have time to argue with 555. He asked 555 to turn off the pain shield for a while, and finally felt the location of the wound with the pain of the burn.
Song Shu opened his mouth and slowly put the spray into his mouth.
The spray is easier to spray than the watermelon frost in the real world. Song Shu sprayed it two or three times and felt his mouth was very cool. He slowly took out the spray and said as if to show off: "Look, I'm done."
Song Yinxing stretched out his hand and clamped his chin, "Are you happy so early? Open your mouth and check it out."
Song Shu was sure that he had sprayed her, so she didn't resist. She let out an "ah" and opened her mouth, with an expression that looked a bit proud and happy, like a puppy.
The corners of Song Yinxing's lips curved up in a barely noticeable arc, and he inserted his fingers to press against the tip of Song Shu's tongue.
"Don't move."
Song Shu instantly became like a piece of wood, alarm bells rang wildly in his heart, and his senses were all focused on Song Yinxing's fingers pressing on his lips and tongue.
It was warm and considerate, not touching his wound. But his mouth was sore from being open all the time, Song Shu could hardly control his drooling, and what's more, he wanted to bite Song Yinxing's finger.
This thought was shameful, because Song Yinxing was his brother. But because Song Yinxing was his brother, it didn't matter if he bit him. Song Yinxing would at most look at him coldly and scold him a few words.
But did he really want to do such a beastly thing to his brother? Song Shu shed wide noodles tears in his heart.
Song Yinxing examined carefully. He frowned as he looked at the several wounds that Song Shu had not yet sprayed with medicine, and reached out to take the spray.
The itchiness of his lips and tongue pierced his heart, and Song Shu was so anxious that he was about to cry. He couldn't help but press the tip of his tongue against Song Yinxing's fingers, licking them very unobtrusively.
"Brother, is it ok?"
Song Shu's words were not clear, and Song Yinxing was so close that the tips of their noses were about to touch.
There were a few white spots in his mouth, and Song Yinxing sprayed them carefully with spray, then looked up at Song Shu. Song Shu's eyes were red and wet with tears. The eyelashes that he had rubbed were stuck together, and the tip of his nose was also red, as if he was trying hard to endure something.
The X-shaped scar on her cheek looked cruel, but it did not detract from her beauty at all.
Song Shu's tongue was still entangled with him.
She did it in a not very skillful way, as if to push his finger away, but also with a hint of immature licking, an immature attempt to retain him.
Song Yinxing's gaze was ambiguous. He stood there, completely blocking the light above his head.
The moment he let go of his hand, Song Shu grabbed his shirt as if he couldn't sit still, and his head rested softly against him, and he began to cough uncontrollably.
The wetness on his palm was Song Shu's saliva.
Song Yinxing expressionlessly took a tissue and wiped it clean, then held Song Shu's shoulders and carefully wiped the tears from his face.
My younger brother is such a troublesome creature.
…
Song Shu looked up, still feeling scared about what had just happened.
He was almost discovered. He almost couldn't help biting his brother's finger. He covered his mouth and said, "Brother, don't spray for so long next time."
Song Yinxing looked at him and said coldly: "Aren't you still showing off? You didn't do it well at all. Is this what you call growing up?"
Song Shu said with a bitter face: "I just didn't spray well once."
Song Yinxing threw the wet tissue into the trash can and said in a light voice: "Well, I'll check it again the second time."
Song Shu shook his head: "No, you should do the spraying."
Anyway, he couldn't spray it well, so Song Yinxing had to check and spray it again.
Song Yinxing sneered: "I'm not growing up now."
Song Shu muttered: "...I'm nineteen years old."
555, who watched the whole process, said: [……] What spraying and inspection? What are you two doing? Is your brotherhood still pure?
Song Shu looked so stupid that 555 was about to sweat. It felt that maybe, probably, it was possible that Song Yinxing had some potential to be a ghost. For example, watching Song Shu open his mouth all the time, with the tip of his tongue shrinking back and forth nervously, or accidentally making Song Shu drool or something?
After all, it was possible that Song Yinxing had become a pervert because of his repression. In addition, Song Shu was so cold and indifferent, and always looked indifferent. If it had a human form, it would not be able to resist going up to fight with Song Shu.
555 clenched his fists.
Sooner or later, it will have a fight with Song Shu!
——
That night, Song Shu stayed at Song Yinxing's place. The next day, Song Yinxing sent him to work, so Song Shu arrived early for once.
At the bar, the bartender handed over a glass of warm water and leaned in like a good friend gossiping, "Who was the alpha who came to pick you up last night?"
He looked down and didn't see the kiss mark on Song Shu's neck, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
There are no hickeys, so probably nothing was done.
Anyway, the bartender didn't believe that if there was a chance to sleep with Song Shu, this Alpha would not bite Song Shu all over his body with possessiveness.
Song Shu took the warm water and replied, "It's my brother."
The bartender was alert: "Is your brother related by blood?"
Song Shu hesitated: "No."
The bartender understood everything, suppressed his jealousy, and advised earnestly: "Song Shu, you have to be careful. Nowadays, many big-name wolves A or O pretend to be brothers, sisters, roommates, or friends, and take the opportunity to get closer and fall in love. These people have a lot of ulterior motives."
A colleague echoed: "Yes, there are also people who take advantage of their colleagues' identities and try to force themselves on others."
Bartender: “…Get lost!”
Song Shu lowered his eyes and looked at the water in the glass. He felt that this sentence was inexplicably funny: "It shouldn't be, he is my brother."
Of course not! He just uses his brother's identity to paralyze you! To make you lower your guard. He has seen many such cunning A!
The bartender was so anxious. Seeing Song Shu's nonchalant look, he couldn't help but say, "Well, if your brother isn't half as handsome as General Song, then he must be lying to you."
Song Shu: What kind of twisted logic is this?
The bartender shook his head: "You are still too naive. There are many A's with bad intentions now."
Song Shu responded with a few words, but still didn't take it seriously.
555 repeat: [There are many A's with bad intentions now. ]
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