Oops, overslept!

Walking into the lounge, Cecil locked the door smoothly.

"What's the matter? What do you want to tell me? Did you find some clues?"

When he locked the door, Zu Yu sat on the sofa in the rest room and ate the delicacies that he had been carrying all the time—if Shelley hadn't snatched his barbecue, he would have to wait for the chef to bake another serving , Zu Yu wouldn't be chatting with her all the time.

"Not yet, but that can be put aside for the time being, let's talk about other things."

Cecil walked up to Zu Yu with a wine glass and sat down.

"Drink?"

There were two wine glasses in his hand, one of which was brought when he met the attendant before he came in.

The white liquor swayed gently in the glass, and Zu Yu's sensitive nose told him that it was not a high-strength liquor like Huaxia Baijiu, but some kind of fruit wine similar to wine.

Zu Yu has a good capacity for alcohol, and he happened to feel thirsty after eating barbecue, so he took a sip from the wine glass.

Afterwards, he commented: "Sweet and sour, it doesn't taste like wine but like juice."

Cecil also didn't discuss how precious the wine was with this monster who couldn't taste wine at first glance.

He gets right to the point.

"You think that woman is beautiful?"

"Why mention her again?"

This is the second time Cecil asked this question, and Zu Yu's face was so happy that he tightened his face.

He said with anger and teasing: "Why, you think she is beautiful and want to chase her? That's just right, she has always been interested in you."

There was a faint sour taste in his tone, just like the wine he drank.

If you don't listen carefully, you really can't hear it.

At least to Cecil, who was in a bad mood because Zu Yu had a good chat with Shelley and praised her for looking good, he didn't hear the sourness in his words at all.

He could only hear that Zu Yu wanted to sell him to others nonchalantly.

Probably feelings are the things that are most likely to corrode people's IQ. If Cecil still has the shrewdness and calmness when negotiating with people at this time, he will not be in a bad mood because of this cognition at the moment. got worse.

"So you thought so?"

His voice became low in vain, with an inexplicable sense of danger.

Cecil's voice was so low that Zu Yu couldn't hear what he was saying clearly for a while.

"You think it doesn't matter if I go after her? Do you?"

The voice rang in his ears, because he was too close, Zu Yu was startled.

He instinctively wanted to refute: "I..." I didn't think so!

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his eyes met Cecil's.

Cecil's eyes were originally pure black, a deep black rarely seen among Chinese people.

But at this time, those black eyes that should have been dotted with starlight like the night sky seemed to swallow all the light around them, and they were so black that they looked like an abyss.

Being locked by those eyes, Zu Yu's heart panicked all of a sudden.

The original sour smell disappeared instantly, and more panic and bewilderment surged up, making him unable to utter a sound.

"What are you?"

Those eyes were getting closer and closer, until finally, only those pair of dark pupils were left in Zu Yu's field of vision, as if they were going to swallow him up.

"Do you think so, or not? Huh?"

Zu Yu woke up with a start, and stepped back abruptly, turning his head away from Cecil's gaze.

"Speak as you speak, what are you doing so close!"

He looked overly frightened, reached out and patted his chest, feeling the excitement that his heart was about to jump out of under the dress.

Cecil's face darkened, and he was even more dissatisfied with his evasive behavior.

Zu Yu, who was still calming down his heartbeat, suddenly felt a strong push, and he was already lying down on the sofa in a whirl.

Cecil, who was behind the light, looked at him condescendingly, with those big hands pressing on his shoulders, preventing Zu Yu from escaping.

"Can you answer my question obediently? What do you think?"

But in fact, as long as he thinks about it, Zu Yu has plenty of ways to escape from his imprisonment.

But he didn't do that, Zu Yu suddenly realized that the situation between him and Cecil seemed to be a bit bad.

Although Cecil has always had this cold face, Zu Yu can feel that he is really unhappy now.

but why?

Zu Yu was finally willing to use his brain to recall what was wrong with their previous conversation.

He praised Shelly, so Cecil was upset?

So why?Definitely not because of Shelley, whom Cecil obviously didn't remember--it was a pleasant fact.

And apart from the ambitious woman, they had only themselves in their conversation.

Ask him what he thinks of Shellyle, he's offended because he praised the woman.

Two choices, if it is impossible to eliminate one, is there only one left?

Zu Yu suddenly became less flustered, and he was even a little excited.

"What do you want to know?"

Suddenly there was some smile on Zu Yu's face.

"Or, what do you want to hear from me?"

"Don't like Shelley, and don't want to push you to her—is that the answer you want to hear?"

Seeing the faint smile on Zu Yu's face, Cecil knew that he had figured out the connection.

And this smile also indicated some kind of answer—the answer he was looking forward to.

His expression also relaxed accordingly, the darkness in his eyes subsided, and stars appeared again in the black eyes.

"What do you think?"

The hands pressing on the sides of the shoulders were no longer stretched straight, and the degree of bending shortened the distance between them.

There were also some inexplicable things in Cecil's voice.

Probably pleasure.

Zu Yu thought, he raised his hands, directly and boldly hooked the neck of the man above him, pulling him closer.

"I think we can stop thinking about these irrelevant issues. I would like to discuss the matter between us with you."

The man with black hair and black eyes fell down with his strength, and his head was pressed against his neck. Because he was too close, even just a smile could make him feel the vibration of the opponent's chest.

"Really, what do you want to discuss with me?"

The hands passed under the armpit, from confinement to embrace.

This kind of change is like the window paper between them that has not been pierced has finally been pierced, making each other understand that in each other's heart, they have their own place.

They like each other.

Needless to say, there is already such a cognition.

An exhilarating realization.

The two people who are head to head can't see each other's appearance, but they can feel each other's excitement from the slowly synchronous heartbeats in their touching chests.

Zu Yu's usual clear youthful voice became a little hoarse: "Let's discuss our future relationship? I think we can probably change to a more intimate relationship."

"Like... a partner?"

Cecil's voice also changed slightly, with a hint of eagerness and anticipation.

And the title of "partner" has already revealed his impatience.

In the Federation, only two parties who have established a relationship and registered a marriage relationship are called partners.

If it's just a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, they should be lovers.

Zu Yu originally wanted to talk about lovers, but Cecil seemed to want to hear the answer from his partner more.

In his arms, Zu Yu nodded, and a laughing voice passed into Cecil's ears and echoed in his heart: "This is indeed a more suitable relationship."

Cecil, who buried his head in his neck, raised his head, his eyes fixed on Zu Yu, making sure that he was not joking.

He put his forehead against Zu Yu's forehead, eye to eye, nose tip to nose tip, when he spoke, his breath sprayed on each other's lips.

"So, you agreed?"

"If you say something nice again, I promise you."

He raised his chin slightly, and his lips, which were no more than one centimeter apart, touched each other as he spoke.

Wordless teasing, such aboveboard hints.

Cecil's eyes darkened again, but this time it was not because of anger, but because of excitement.

"I like you, are you willing to date me? The kind that is based on marriage."

Zu Yu smiled, but joked, "Can minors get married?"

"When you 'adult', we will go to register."

He hasn't agreed yet.

Zu Yu blinked, and his smile grew wider: "If I haven't dumped you by then."

Cecil also smiled, not a slight invisible smile, but a very obvious upward arc, even his eyes were bent.

"There's no chance of that," he said.

Zu Yu suddenly laughed out loud.

The man who was pressing against his forehead tried hard to control his urge to kiss, and asked in a hoarse voice than usual: "What's wrong?"

"If that Shelley knew that he had become our catalyst, he would be mad."

Not only was he mad with anger, he probably wanted to stab Zu Yu to death with a single knife.

It's that woman again!

Cecil's tone was dissatisfied: "Are you still thinking about her at this time?"

"Because I always feel the need to thank her."

But the other party probably just wanted to kill him instead.

Cecil decided not to discuss the woman who made him feel sick.

Thin kisses landed on the young man's face, first between the eyebrows, then the tip of the nose, and finally stayed on the full lips, not deep, just tasted it.

Gently, thinly, like a dragonfly touching water, a butterfly picking honey.

This kind of kiss is not strong, but it is tender and affectionate.

Zu Yu closed his eyes and accepted them with great enjoyment.

Seeing his acceptance, the man who was not satisfied with this asked the monster in his arms: "Can I kiss you?"

Zu Yuhuan pressed his hands lightly around his neck: "Aren't you already here?"

So, what else to ask?

The kiss that just touched lightly became bolder, they licked and sucked on each other's lips, leaving their own breath and taste.

The moist tongue penetrated into the lips that did not resist it, swept across the neat row of teeth without a trace of sharpness, lingered for a while, then reluctantly continued to go deep, and caught another restless pink tip of the tongue, Touching, rubbing, entanglement, nibbling.

The faint sound of water echoed in it, accompanied by the sound of breathing getting heavier and heavier.

This is a hot kiss that can last for a long, long time, given that they are all powerful non-human races with strong lung capacity, and can even keep without breathing for a period of time.

The author has something to say: Zu Yu: This wine tastes sour and sweet, and the taste is not bad.

Cecil (lick lick): Well, it's really sweet~

I have smoked sausages for a day, and I am almost a sausage, and my body is full of smoky smell_(:з」∠)_