"Wow……"
"Damn it, don't throw up! Swallow it back!"
The person was taken back, but Chen Hang's clothes were ruined from vomiting. Su Jinning went straight to the bathroom as soon as he got home.
Born with severe mysophobia, he was practically dying.
After showering for about twenty minutes, Su Jinning walked out of the bathroom while drying his hair. A wave of heat rushed out with him. He pushed open the door to the room and saw Shen Moyu still sitting quietly on the sofa, his eyes somewhat unfocused.
"What's wrong?" Su Jinning walked over, sat down next to him, and asked softly.
A refreshing minty shower gel scent instantly wafted from Su Jinning, enveloping Shen Moyu, who reeked of alcohol, and sobering him up considerably.
He turned his head and looked at him with a dazed expression.
Su Jinning was wearing a bathrobe, which slightly revealed her firm chest muscles. Her slender and strong waist was tightly bound by a belt, and her body proportions were perfect.
His hair was still wet, and he casually pulled it back, revealing his fair forehead and warm, sensual lips, still damp from his bath.
Shen Moyu quickly looked away, remembering the smell of alcohol on her body, and didn't want to taint his pleasant minty scent.
"I'm going home now." He stood up, turned around, and was about to run away.
"Hey!" Su Jinning grabbed his arm and pulled him over. "I'm worried about you going home alone. I'll change my clothes and take you home."
Shen Moyu lowered his head in silence, feeling a little dizzy. Looking at his slightly exposed chest muscles, he inexplicably wanted to lean on him and have a quiet nap.
After thinking for a moment, he declined: "No need, I can do it myself. You'll catch a cold after taking a shower."
Su Jinning casually picked up his coat from the sofa: "It's okay, it's already May, it's not cold. Besides, I can withstand the cold." He then ran a hand through his hair and chuckled.
"Hmm..." Shen Moyu thought for a while and then agreed.
But he is very dizzy right now, and he feels like he is seeing double. He has no energy to say anything else.
"Wait for me to change my clothes." Su Jinning didn't notice that he was in a daze, and ran towards the bedroom while unbuckling her belt.
Shen Moyu felt very dizzy, and her mind was unclear, as if she were in a daze.
The lingering minty scent of Su Jinning still lingered around his nose. He had smelled this scent on him before; it smelled wonderful, especially when they kissed today.
Su Jinning wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him close to her. In that instant, the strong scent of mint... made him succumb.
The lights in Su Jinning's bedroom were off. She had just taken out her clothes, and before she could even take off her bathrobe, the door behind her clicked open.
He looked back and saw Shen Moyu standing at the door, looking at him drunkenly.
"How did you get in?" He subconsciously smoothed his clothes and asked him with a smile.
Shen Moyu didn't say anything and swayed as he walked into the house.
He didn't know what he was thinking; he just hated the smell of alcohol on himself and wanted to cover it up with mint...
"Mo Yu?" Su Jinning asked, seeing him looking dazed and lost in thought.
Shen Moyu lowered his eyes and remained silent. Then, he suddenly reached out and hugged Su Jinning tightly. Su Jinning took two steps back and leaned against the window.
"Do you feel nauseous?" he asked, a little worried.
Shen Moyu rested his head on Su Jinning's shoulder, nuzzling against it softly. The soft strands of hair tickled Su Jinning's skin, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you running around after drinking so much?"
Su Jinning touched Shen Moyu's face, and finally scooped it up.
Their eyes met, and Shen Moyu's eyes lit up again. He tilted his head to look at Su Jinning and said blankly, "You smell of mint, better than mine..."
Su Jinning was taken aback and blinked.
For a moment he wanted to laugh, but looking at his rambling nonsense, he couldn't help but want to stroke him.
"Is that so?" He continued to stroke Shen Moyu's cheek, looking into his dreamy eyes, and kissed him again in the moonlight.
The aroma of alcohol and mint blends and overlaps, filling the entire room with an enchanting fragrance.
Shen Moyu hooked her arms around his neck, as if she were actively begging for love.
Su Jinning was suddenly jolted, a surge of evil fire instantly filling his body. He picked up Shen Moyu and threw him onto the sofa.
From her hair to her forehead, eyes, nose, and neck, Su Jinning's marks were everywhere.
He wasn't particularly interested in any of the many birthday gifts he had, but he really wanted to savor this one that he had been longing for for a long time.
The wine was flowing freely, and the candlelight flickered.
Cool fingers caressed his burning skin, and Shen Moyu arched his back in comfort, his voice soft and gentle: "Mmm..."
I used to always smell his milky scent, and the idea of savoring him thoroughly, just like I do now, has crossed my mind countless times.
He wanted to know what Shen Moyu tasted like, where his sensitive spots were, where pinching him would make him scream, and whether biting him would make him cry...
Even though he had drunk a lot of alcohol, Shen Moyu's sweet, milky scent was still very strong. When he leaned over, his nose would gently brush against it, and he could always smell some of it.
It's like a block of cheese; I really want to pierce it with my teeth.
certainly……
He stood up and reluctantly left another sweet kiss on Shen Moyu's forehead.
He wanted to do more than just that.
"Brother Ning..." Shen Moyu was too sleepy, and the kiss made her feel weak and pliable, so she wanted to sleep even more.
"I'm sleepy..."
Su Jinning kissed his eyelids and sighed, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy."
What he wanted to do, he was determined to do. But now wasn't the time; after all, while green apples were tart and refreshing, he preferred to keep them until they were fully ripe.
Su Jinning drew the curtains, covered Shen Moyu with the blanket, and took a new blanket from the closet to the sofa next to her.