Chapter 108 Chapter 108 Romantic Allergy

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"Hey, slow down!"

Gu Mengran was almost thrown onto the bed.

His back sank into the soft mattress, and Liang Zhao approached him with his eyes burning. His hands were pressed firmly on his head, and Gu Mengran had no power to resist. The tentative kiss landed on the tip of his nose, lips, and finally on the side of his neck.

The cabin was bright and noisy, with the sunlight pouring down unreservedly through the polycarbonate panels. Raindrops hit the awning, and the "crackling" sound surrounded us from all directions.

The transparent cabin allows the view to be infinitely extended, and there is an inexplicable feeling of being in the wilderness.

It was so weird. Gu Mengran couldn't lift his arms, so he could only bend his legs and nudged Liang Zhao with his knees. "Calm down, calm down a little. Don't make trouble in broad daylight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Zhao immediately held Gu Mengran's only movable legs, and his lips, soaked with water, moved up along his neck a little bit, whispering in his ear: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, we are the only ones in this area."

"It's not a question of whether you're afraid or not. You're just fooling around in broad daylight, like you're doing something in the wild!" Gu Mengran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pushed him with his chin, "It's awkward, do you understand?"

Before completely losing his mind, Liang Zhao lightly bit Gu Mengran's earlobe, then reluctantly loosened the shackles and moved away from him.

But his rapid and heavy breathing could not be calmed down at all. After only two seconds of hesitation, he looked around with his scarlet eyes and looked at Gu Mengran eagerly, "Can I close the curtains?"

Without waiting for Gu Mengran to answer, Liang Zhao stood up swiftly and pulled up all the curtains around him at an extremely fast speed.

The light in the cabin suddenly dimmed, with only a faint glow coming from the skylight above.

The man walked back to the end of the bed and hid in the shadows.

It was no longer the Liang Zhao that Gu Mengran was familiar with. His extremely aggressive eyes and gradually out-of-control expression reminded him all the time that in front of him was a dangerous and ferocious beast that could pounce on him at any time and bite his throat viciously.

Through the 800x filter, the ferocious beast looked like a harmless kitten. Gu Mengran smiled and opened his arms to him without hesitation, "What are you doing standing there? Come here."

After getting the permission, Liang Zhao rushed back to the bed like a gust of wind, grabbed the man's arm and pulled him into his arms. His reason had been swallowed by desire, and without giving Gu Mengran a chance to speak, Liang Zhao pinched his chin and kissed him hard.

Their breaths intertwined, their lips and teeth intertwined, the kiss filled with strong passion and desire was like a violent storm, instantly snatching away all the breath and gradually eating away the little bit of rationality.

Ants crawled across his heart, and the tingling sensation pulled Gu Mengran down with him. Another wet kiss landed on his Adam's apple, and he suddenly woke up from his beautiful dream. He raised his hands and hugged Liang Zhao back, a light laugh emanating from the depths of his throat.

"Is it that urgent? Can't we wait until tonight?"

The desire aroused by Liang Zhao had long been uncontrollable, and Gu Mengran was trembling all over. If he hadn't been holding Liang Zhao, he would have had difficulty even sitting still. But this didn't stop him from teasing, he liked to see Liang Zhao hovering on the edge of being sober and out of control for him.

Unfortunately, this time, Liang Zhao failed to get what he wanted.

A hot palm caressed his waist, and his white T-shirt fell to the carpet. Liang Zhao kissed his cheek, and his warm breath passed by his ear, "I'm so anxious, I can't wait for Meng Ran."

"Just a few..."

A cool breeze suddenly blew in the completely closed cabin, chilling shoulders and legs. Gu Mengran's lips trembled slightly, and he tightly grasped Liang Zhao's arm with both hands, and struggled to squeeze out a few words from his lips: "Can't you wait for a few hours? Your self-control is so... so poor."

"I have poor self-control?"

Liang Zhao chuckled softly, raised his hand to lift the scattered hair on Gu Mengran's forehead, and kissed his nose lightly, "Since the day I see you again, I have been waiting every day. Don't think too highly of me, Mengran. My love for you is not just from a distance. I also want to know whether the sun that illuminated me in my youth is warm or not."

"What, what do you mean by warm or not, you, you..." Gu Mengran was shocked and incoherent. How could Liang Zhao say such a thing seriously?

Before he could recover, Liang Zhao's hoarse voice rang out again: "In the dream, you are very——"

"You're YYing me?!" Gu Mengran's pupils were shocked and he interrupted him with a red face.

Liang Zhao lowered his eyes and looked at him apologetically, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

Gu Mengran's heart softened all of a sudden and he patted Liang Zhao's strong back. Just as he was about to open his mouth to comfort him, Liang Zhao raised his lips slightly and a flash of guilt disappeared from his eyes, replaced by a hint of cunning.

"I promise, I won't do that again. I can... feel it myself."

"you--"

The unfinished words were blocked in her mouth, and Liang Zhao's wanton and rude kiss fell on her again.

The body temperature that belonged to another person tightly wrapped around him. Gu Mengran completely lost the strength to resist. Before his reason dissipated, he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Wait a minute, what's that..."

"I know. Under the pillow."

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From afternoon to late night, from the cabin to the space, there was almost no idle moment.

The night was thick. After blowing his hair and getting back into bed, Gu Mengran's muscles ached all over and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart. There was no pillow on the back of his neck. He propped himself up on the bed and tried to sleep a little higher, but he didn't even have the strength to do so and could only squirm a little.

"hiss!"

Gu Mengran accidentally pulled the sore spot and gasped in pain.

The sound of the hair dryer stopped abruptly. Liang Zhao, who was wrapped in a bath towel and blowing his hair, took off his shoes and went to bed. He put his hand on Gu Mengran's shoulder and said, "Want to sleep up a little? I'll hold you."

"don't want!"

Without adjusting his sleeping position, Gu Mengran used his head to butt his hand and said angrily, "Take your stinky hands away, don't touch me."

"You turned your back on me? Why do you think your hands are stinky?" Liang Zhao tapped his nose with his index finger. "Isn't it this hand that gave you a bath, blew your hair, carried you to bed, and applied medicine to you?"

The bony fingers were messing around on his face. Gu Mengran wanted to bite him, but suddenly he remembered something. He looked disgusted and blew twice, "Have you washed yourself clean? Don't touch my face."

Liang Zhao laughed out loud, "Who would dislike abandoning themselves?"

"No, I just dislike you."

Liang Zhao smiled without saying anything, took off the bath towel and threw it aside, lifted the quilt and crawled into the warm bed.

The heat source came over him unobstructed, and Gu Mengran's neck shrank as if he was facing a powerful enemy. "What's wrong? You, your hair isn't dry yet."

"Almost." Liang Zhao lay on his side facing Gu Mengran, and casually placed his arm on Gu Mengran's pillow, looking at him with a smile, "Mengran, I think--"

"No, you don't want to!" Gu Mengran immediately interrupted him, and moved to the side a little bit while suppressing his discomfort, and angrily accused: "Are you a human being, Liang Zhao? You have used up all four in a box, and you still want to? I say you are a little bit sick, how can a normal person have such good energy."

As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a ploughed field, only an exhausted ox, but this was the opposite of the case. Gu Mengran felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't muster up any energy, while Liang Zhao was full of energy, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Although it's still a bit strange after getting used to it, I can't keep dwelling on it, right?

Looking at Gu Mengran's alert eyes, Liang Zhaoqiang suppressed his laughter and rubbed his head randomly, "Give me a chance to talk, I just want to hold you to sleep."

Did he blame him wrongly? Gu Mengran was stunned for a moment and immediately refused: "That won't work either. You should sleep with yourself. You have already lost your basic integrity in front of me!"

"Why?" Liang Zhao looked innocent and tweaked his earlobe with his fingertips.

"Why?" Gu Mengran glared at him angrily, "You said you were going to the space to take a shower and sleep, but you couldn't come out for an hour or two. You said you were just going to apply medicine, but you went to take a shower again. Liar, Liang Zhao, you are a pervert-"

The words stopped abruptly, Liang Zhao hooked Gu Mengran's neck and pulled him gently, then pulled him into his arms without giving him a chance to refuse.

The hot skin pressed against him, easily bringing back Gu Mengran's colorful memories. He was about to raise his hand to push the person away when the other person's hoarse and lost voice rang in his ears:

"Do you feel bad and uncomfortable? I'm sorry, Meng Ran, I was too impatient and reckless and ignored your feelings."

The blazing flame was extinguished in an instant. Gu Mengran gave up struggling and curled up in Liang Zhao's arms like a quail.

After a minute or two of silence, a barely perceptible sigh came from above. Gu Mengran pursed his lips and said shyly, "Not really. Actually, it's pretty good after I got used to it. Um... I'm just a little tired."

I'm a novice, the accessories are impeccable, but the technology is indeed a bit lousy.

But Liang Zhao was sensitive to begin with, so Gu Mengran didn't dare to discourage him in this regard. So after thinking for a while, he added, "Just practice more in the future. You can develop skills. And, well, I, I like it. It's a wonderful feeling to be close to you."

"Really? More practice..." Liang Zhao murmured in a low voice, somewhat uncertain.

"Yeah." Gu Mengran nodded and no longer resisted his embrace. In order to comfort the insecure Liang Zhao, he even took the initiative to move closer.

But within two seconds, Gu Mengran suddenly stopped moving. His body suddenly froze, his expression became increasingly ugly, and he said with gritted teeth, "Liang Zhao, how dare you play tricks on me?"

Realizing that he wanted to run, Liang Zhao tightened his arms and held him tightly in his arms. His lips covered Gu Mengran's soft hair, and Liang Zhao's tone was tinged with laughter, "Didn't you say you were very practical? Why don't you give me this chance?"

There was no way to run away. Gu Mengran buried himself in his arms and muttered coquettishly, "Can we do it another day? I really, my waist hurts..."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. He is immature but I am sensible. Let me rub it for you." Liang Zhao used one hand as a pillow for Gu Mengran and put the other hand back into the quilt, kneading Gu Mengran's waist gently and slowly without any erotic thoughts.

The technique was pretty good. Gu Mengran gradually relaxed and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Too tired, sleepiness quickly invaded his brain, Gu Mengran was so drowsy that he almost saw Zhou Gong, and suddenly a kiss fell on his ear, and Liang Zhao's very light voice echoed:

"That's great. I really want to hold you like this for the rest of my life."

The tiredness faded a little, and Gu Mengran buried his head in his arms and laughed, "Are you still going to live a lifetime? Try sleeping for a few months, and you'll definitely get frozen shoulder or cervical spondylosis."

Liang Zhao: ...romantic allergy.