Chapter 51: Perfume with mouth

Huan Lu walked from the doorway to the bed, looking down at the person.

In a wordless stare, Baihan Yu swallowed the hawthorn in his mouth and spoke carefully, "Why is Dr. Lu here?"

Huan Lu's eyes swept over the bed full of hawthorn candy paper skins, and he laughed lightly, "It's my bad timing."

Baihan Yu , "......"

He calmly took Huan Lu by the side of his shirt, lowered his eyes and said slowly, "How come?"

Huan Lu reached out and brushed the residue from the corner of his mouth, "Why not, it's delaying our meal."

"......"

Yikes, Dr. Lu is in a little mood.

Just dazzled too high, forgot to give Dr. Lu to report peace, and recalled people from outside a long way.

Baihan Yu got up and hugged Huan Lu's neck. The faint smell of alcohol lingered on the tip of his nose, and he rubbed his shoulder into the nest of the person, "Just in time, Baihan patient's stomach is difficult again, Dr. Lu to rub."

The knot in his throat slid in front of his eyes.

The next hand was on his waist, pulling him away a little. Huan Lu looked down at him carefully, "Is it really hard?"

"Yeah." Baihan Yu blushed and took his hand, lifted the hem of his pajamas and pressed it against his stomach.

Huan Lu's fingertips seemed to curl for a moment, and then sticked up.

Baihan Yu lies down smoothly.

Huan Lu brushes away the sugar paper from the bed and kneels up on one knee. He propped one hand on Baihan Yu's side, while the other hand gently rubbed the person in one direction.

The palm burns and the fingers are rough.

Baihan Yu was comfortably rubbed, spreading his belly and rubbing his face on the blanket.

Huan Lu's voice came again overhead, "Just ate too much?"

He narrowed his eyes, "Hmm."

Then the side of his waist was rubbed hard by his fingertips, like a not-so-gentle punishment, "It doesn't stop every day, does it?"

Baihan Yu's waist shuddered, involuntarily bowed upward, and fell back under the covers. He raised his hand on Huan Lu's wrist and looked over at the person - Huan Lu was propped up above him, his hair slightly messed up on his forehead. The room was not lit up, and the dim light from the bed enveloped the two.

Huan Lu's cold face was flushed under the fumes of alcohol, and his eyes were a bit fierce.

Baihan Yu's heart thumped as he looked at her like that, and her gaze gradually became misty, "Hmm."

The hand pressing on his stomach stopped for a moment.

After two or three seconds, the hot breath fell from the top of the head, caged in a shadow, Huan Lu pressed him and kissed up.

Hoo ......

It was not the first time they kissed, and both of them were more skilled than before. Almost as soon as their lips were pressed together, Baihan Yu consciously opened her lips and let Huan Lu's tongue in.

The slightly drunken wine mixed with the sour sweetness of hawthorn seemed to ferment rapidly in the dim and ambiguous light.

At some point, that hand slipped to the side and imprisoned Baihan Yu's waist with one hand.

Baihan Yu sinks under the covers, the first time he's ever been pinned to a bed and kissed. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Huan Lu's face was still red, but the kiss was fierce--

Obviously the heart is wrapped in shyness, but the action is strong and ruthless.

His leg lifted involuntarily, and then he felt the other party's sudden increase in breathing.

When the deep kiss was about to end, Baihan Yu suddenly raised his hand against Huan Lu's shoulder and gave a short grunt, "Well, wait."

Huan Lu lifted his head slightly, his eyes still tinged with desire, "What's wrong."

Baihan Yu eyes hanging moisture, he reached out and pressed his stomach, buried his head in embarrassment, "stomach, top."

He finished by adding, "I mean being fried on a skewer."

Huan Lu , "......"

Silent half a long time, a sigh fell abruptly.

The shadow overhead withdrew. Huan Lu propped himself up and pinched his brow, and again like a willful ingrate, collected all the hawthorn candy papers that had fallen on his side of Ran one by one.

The uneaten hawthorn was also taken away together.

Huan Lu is strict, "No more food."

Baihan Yu fell back on the bed, "Wow."

Huan Lu packed his things away and turned his head to look at him again before he left the door. Red ears, deep eyes with unknown meaning.

Baihan Yu breathed heavily and tilted his head on his stomach, "Hmm?"

Huan Lu stared at him for a few seconds to retrieve his gaze, his hand on the door handle, and whispered, "Go to bed early, Maca Baihan."

He finished and pushed out the door.

Click, the door closes.

...

Huan Lu went out of the bedroom and did not go back to his room.

He walked straight downstairs to throw the candy paper away and put the hawthorn in the living room fruit tray.

Then with a long stride, he walked in the direction of the terrace.

Wow - the glass door pushed open.

A heavy and solemn back appeared in front of the terrace.

The old butler was startled by the sound of pushing on the door, and came back to his senses from looking at the moon and brooding. He turned his head to see Huan Lu standing at the door and said in surprise, "When did you return, sir?"

Huan Lu looked at him deeply, "What exactly are you staring at."

Uncle Feng sniffed, his eyebrows knitted up again, "Sir, do you think Hawthorn will get fuller the more you eat, or the more you eat, the hungrier you get?"

"......"

Huan Lu frowned inexplicably and annoyingly, "What?"

-

The next day, Baihan Yu's stomach no longer hurt.

He ate a light breakfast and went upstairs to read a book before remembering Huan Lu's speech, so he opened the website and searched.

The official website of the University of C has indeed been updated with the video of the speech.

Baihan Yu read it from the beginning.

--Forced to the full.

I don't know what it's like to look back on it after another ten years.

He thought about it and thoughtfully moved his fingers and saved the video.

After saving the video, he searched for the footage on the official website. After searching for half a day, Baihan Yu waited for Huan Lu to come home from work in the evening and searched for him with his computer.

"Senior Lu, where are your flashes?"

Huan Lu was untying his tie when he turned his head at the sound of his voice.

Baihan Yu's eyes were full of expectation and curiosity, "Hurry up, my hands are sore from carrying it."

One hand picked up the computer and put it aside.

Huan Lu loosened his tie and looked bashfully like he had broken the can, "I don't think it's cut out yet."

Baihan Yu suddenly realized, "Oh, after all, it's Chen Dean's exclusive production, without a team."

He held the computer back again, "Then I'll squat for a few more days."

The expectant figure turned and left the room, and the door slammed shut!

Huan Lu standing inside the house , "......"

...

A few days later, Baihan Yu did get to the flap.

He purposely opened a bag of chips and pulled Huan Lu along to see, "Your footage, come on!"

The relaxed and leisurely look is almost like catching up with the variety show.

Huan Lu gave him a sly look and then sat down beside the man.

The two sat on the couch in the living room and the video clicked on is an office in the business school.

Huan Lu's silhouette appears in the center of the video, surrounded by several mentors chatting with him. They are probably asking him about his recent situation and giving him a message to the students.

Huan Lu's attitude is quite easy-going, but his words are still short and aloof, just like the flowers of the High Sierra.

...

Baihan Yu exclaimed, "So cool, senior."

The next moment, a potato chip was shoved into his mouth. He looked up to see Huan Lu's thin lips pursed tightly, so he kindly stopped talking and continued to watch the video with a click.

Well, and shy.

Several people in the video were talking when the door of the office suddenly opened and the figure of Professor Li appeared in the doorway.

Then the video cut off abruptly.

Baihan Yu froze:

This is when Professor Li came to Huan Lu for a testimonial?

The next second, the video picks back up.

The scene has jumped to the outdoors, looking at the background should be just out of the building of the Faculty of Arts, Dean Chen's cell phone to another tutor, the sound of their conversation came to

"Why did you run away to the Academy of Arts and Letters?"

"Xiao Lu went to take care of the family business."

The scene shifts back to Huan Lu.

The moment the camera swept over, Huan Lu put down his phone. Probably because he noticed that Dean Chen had recorded him, Huan Lu looked up with his face as usual, only his earlobes were slightly red.

Ta. Baihan Yu pressed replay once.

Wait, is Huan Lu here reading the message he sent?

He was just looking over when his hand was grabbed. Next to him, Huan Lu reached out and fast-forwarded the video, which skipped quickly.

Baihan Yu turned his head, "Doing what?"

Huan Lu pressed him, "It's nothing."

Baihan Yu squinting and sizing up: huh.

Not to beat yourself up and to cover your ass.

He caught him by the tail, didn't he? Sure enough, he was reading the text messages he sent.

He mentally grunted, glanced at the video and asked, "How did the middle section get cut out?"

Huan Lu withdrew the video, "It involves personal privacy. Private, not suitable for release."

"Is that so." Baihan Yu cupped his face and looked left and right, "Thought it was because our senior Lu was embarrassed and wouldn't let Chen Yuan release it."

Huan Lu was shaken for a moment like a dream back to the rotating small hot pot, he pulled the claws off, pressed his eyebrows and fixed his mind, "No such thing."

Baihan Yu gave up, "Okay, believe you ~"

-

A week after the summer camp, it was time to start school.

Yue He also sent a message to Baihan Yu asking if he would come back to school when school started.

Baihan Yu replied to her on WeChat.

[Have ears]: Should come occasionally. [Birds running]

He has finished listening to the new classes and will only have to review them at home for the remaining months without having to run to school.

After returning to Yue He, he cut back to his old number to catch demons as usual.

Just cut over and watch a small red dot float in the list.

[Urban Weird Tum]: Han Xiao's Mr. Lu is really powerful ^_^

"......"

It seems that the bogeyman of Huan Lu was discovered.

Baihan Yu went back to the news with a happy heart.

Baihan Yu]: Hmm? What do you mean ^_^

He finished back, looking at the "^_^" giggle: "^_^":

This strange fake smile expression is really deep in his heart ~

It was a weekend afternoon, and Huan Lu was at home. Baihan Yu went to Huan Lu's master bedroom with his cell phone to look for him.

He pushed in the door and saw Huan Lu dressed in formal wear, just tying his belt.

Baihan Yu slipped over, "You're going out?"

"Hmm." Huan Lu turned his head toward him, "There's a business reception later. What's up?"

"Nothing, let me show you this."

Baihan Yu took his phone and showed him a message from Tan Si, "Giggle ...... It seems my big brother hasn't given her much trouble this time."

Huan Lu also seemed to laugh a little, "Si family is now very chaotic. Yanting Si can not enter the bureau for the time being, but the industry is all gone, it is the same for him to cut the flesh and pluck out the heart."

"Hmm." Baihan Yu exited the dialog box with an idle gesture.

Get in early, get in late, get in sooner or later.

Without the aura of the protagonist, all the extra-legal fanatics will sooner or later be put into the cage of the system.

He was about to cut back to his account when he suddenly heard Huan Lu ask, "Is this your old account?"

Baihan Yu , "Yeah."

He turned his head to see Huan Lu's eyes fell on his screen - the common list in addition to the rule of law family, and his previous chat with Jue Qi, Lun Qin a few people left behind.

Huan Lu spoke up seemingly casually, "Oh, I didn't add that."

Baihan Yu looked at his bland face and suddenly remembered when they first added WeChat, he accidentally clicked out the receipt code.

Wow ~ the mouth is not the heart ATM Lu, still haunted.

He then pulled up the QR code, "So should I add it?"

Huan Lu pulled out his cell phone, "Anything."

Drop! The Friends dialog box pops into the list.

Baihan Yu didn't change his notes this time, he and Huan Lu chatted on the new account, it doesn't matter if he changed it on the old account.

He quit WeChat after adding friends.

The eyes that fell aside on his screen slowly withdrew.

Baihan Yu put away his phone, turned his head to see Huan Lu dressed in formal wear, and was about to ask someone about the reception when the person in front of him suddenly leaned down towards him -

He spoke with a start.

Huan Lu leaned in close to the side of his neck, "Wearing perfume?"

" Yiqing Sun gave it to me, I just saw it after taking a shower and put some on." Baihan Yu grabbed his tail and pointed, "You really did not smell carefully last time! I'll give you another chance, how does it smell?"

He said he pulled Huan Lu over and pulled him towards him.

Huan Lu once close to his shoulder nest, warm breath are falling up. Immediately after the two hands held his waist, slightly closed to wrap him into his arms.

Baihan Yu's heart was pounding, "Does it smell good?"

"Hmm." A low voice sounded against the ear. Warm lips grazed the fine flesh on the side of the neck, as if touching it gently.

The heat rises from the base of the neck in a flash.

Baihan Yu tugged on Lu's clothes for a change and tilted his head up with a gentle shudder. He couldn't help but lean his neck over, wanting more.

Since the kiss, it's like a switch has been turned on somewhere in the body, and it's easier than ever to be stirred up emotionally.

He breathed out lightly, " Huan Lu ......"

The waist was wrapped tightly around him, and his shoulders were filled with increasingly messy breathing. Huan Lu's lips came up again, his lips opened up and took in the fine flesh on the side of his neck just as he was about to push--

The phone resting on the bed suddenly vibrated.

Huan Lu stopped, closed his eyes to calm his breathing, and slowly released his lips for a moment.

Baihan Yu's cheeks turned red as he looked at Huan Lu in front of him. The other person's eyes were still lustful, and he raised his eyes to look at him, then turned his head to get his phone.

That glance made Baihan Yu's heart skip a beat.

He quietly exhaled a hot breath::

They Lu senior ...... seems to be very unsatisfied.

There was silence in the bedroom for a few seconds, and then I heard Huan Lu say, "I should go to the reception."

Baihan Yu turned his head to look at him, the back of Huan Lu's reddish neck peeking out from his collar, his dark hair showing his equally reddish ears.

He was tickled to death.

The scent of citrus blossoms still lingers on the side of the neck before the tingling dissipates.

He secretly spoke, "You do not spray some perfume, the one sent by Xiao Sun."

Huan Lu turned his head after finishing his clothes, "That's a triple perfume for him."

...... What a trifle perfume!

Baihan Yu immediately issued an accusatory voice, "Xiao Sun sent all the good Deng Xi, what's wrong with you?"

"......"

Huan Lu , "When did he ever send anything decent."

Baihan Yu see through: huh.

The mouth says no, but every time do not like it too much?

He saw through it and turned his head out the door, "If you don't spray it, forget it."

Boom! The bedroom door slams shut.

Huan Lu stood in the room for a few seconds, then turned his steps towards the bookcase. He reached out and pulled open the drawer and looked at the perfume lying inside.

The soft, warm touch still lingers on the lips.

and a hint of citrus.

He dropped his eyes for a moment and then took out the perfume inside.

-

The reception lasted from early evening until 10pm.

When Huan Lu returned home, it was already after eleven o'clock. At the cocktail party, there was a lot of mingling and exchanging of glasses, and the heat of the moment was welling up in the throat.

The faint smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of his perfume.

The perfume smells like some kind of sandalwood mixed with a bit of floral fragrance, warm and subdued with a light, lingering around him.

Huan Lu loosened his collar and walked in the door. Just as he reached the living room, he heard the familiar sound of listening to a book coming from the side room. The words were interspersed with fresh words that went straight to his ears.

"He trapped the man in his arms, the cold cedar smell mixed with the sweet creamy scent. It's the smell of pheromones."

"The moment the two scents collided, the two were unable to contain their instincts and mouthed together!"

"They are pulled by pheromones, mouth after mouth, mouth after mouth and mouth after mouth ......"

Huan Lu :?

The faint smell of perfume still lingers in the tip of his nose.

He frowned and walked into the side room with his usual distrust of the gift giver, interrupting Uncle Feng, "What's the pheromone."

Uncle Feng is listening to the old face yellow, heard a stirring rise.

He turned off a screen full of mouth, a moment of not knowing where to start, "...... is that it will give off a unique flavor, so that the two sides of the smell mingling indulge in instinctive ...... uh, some kind of substance."

After he finished watching Huan Lu look grave, his eyes drooping, not knowing what he thought, then turned around and walked upstairs.

A faint voice was left at the stairway, "Got it."

Uncle Feng:?

I didn't expect that the gentleman would be interested in the fictional setting of ABO.

...

Upstairs, Baihan Yu was reading a book in her room when she heard familiar footsteps coming from the corridor outside her door.

His heart was happy: squatting to a late Lu commanders!

He got up and pushed out the door, only to see Huan Lu walking in front of him, a red neck on the loose neckline, can not tell whether it is the color of wine or lust. The color is not clear whether it is wine or lust.

Baihan Yu was instantly hooked and took a few steps over.

However, his heart's desire Lu commanders this moment but not the first time towards him to raise his head open carrot pit, but look down at the phone, face serious do not know who is sending messages with.

I can't believe I didn't even look at my own radish!

Baihan Yu feet accelerated towards the person's arms, automatically arched into the unconscious radish pit, "radish assault-!"

The body he was holding seemed to shake suddenly.

There was a slightly panicked heartbeat coming from his chest, then a hand wrapped around his waist and held it down for a second to carry him out again, "Stop it."

Baihan Yu :?

He jerked his head up, rested his chin on Huan Lu's chest and raised his eyes, accusing, "You're so cold today, as if we've never been in love."

Before Huan Lu could open his mouth, he smelled the light fragrance coming from the other side. Baihan Yu froze, then surprised, buried his head and inhaled twice, and said vaguely, "It smells good."

The neck was held in the palm of a hand, and a hidden voice fell from the head, " Baihan Si ......"

His sweet citrus blossom scent has not yet dissipated, mixed with the scent of Huan Lu's body, but unexpectedly good smell.

Huan Lu carried him twice and did not carry away, his fingertips then pressed on the side of his neck a rub, with the implication of lingering indulgence.

Baihan Yu was keenly aware that this was the place where the peck had been interrupted, and his heart swelled with shameful and delightful heat:

They Lu commanders really are not satisfied ......

Was it something you had in mind at the reception?

What a way to take people.

He doted on the side of his neck and cast a glance at Huan Lu with a moist gaze, "Kiss it."

Huan Lu's eyes sank suddenly, as if the repressed emotions were lifted a crack, reached out and pulled him low and bit a bite.

"Well ......" Baihan Yu slightly pained and hugged Huan Lu's waist tightly.

What's going on, today's Lu commanders are so fierce once they come.

The lips and teeth biting into his shoulder socket loosened, and the hand behind his waist tightened for a moment, turning to a soothing rubbing.

Baihan Yu closed his eyes and felt the raging and conflicting emotions of Huan Lu, the restrained love. The desire. He pulled Huan Lu's shirt in a thumping flutter, "It's okay, I like to be fierce ......"

"Stop it." Huan Lu's lips loosened as if he was fighting something.

Baihan Yu gently patted him, "What's wrong?"

Just a kiss, how with the rise to the level of human nature.

Rough breathing coiled around his shoulders a few times. The ears between Huan Lu's hair were red, and he buried his head in his arms and muffled his voice, "There's still pheromones on him."

"............"

Baihan Yu out of focus: What did he hear?