My Family’s Omega Has Just Grown Up

The banquet covered his face with a quilt was too hot and came out again after a while.

The lights were turned off in the room. Zhuo Xiangming held the mobile phone for the children's banquet in his hand and slid up and down. He searched for only a few search records. The screen illuminates Zhuo Xiangming's face, his expression is clear, but the meaning of the child banquet is still not clear.

"Are you angry?" Cedar's smell was not so mild as usual, Tong Yan asked.

"What?" Zhuo Xiangming held his mobile phone in his lap. "No. Why should I be angry?"

Tong Yan said: "What are you thinking?"

Zhuo Xiangming thought: "I was thinking ... we can't sleep together yet."

Tong Yan seemed to have guessed that he would refuse: "Okay."

Before turning off the encyclopedia search, Zhuo Xiangming swiped left on the answer from Tong Yan's collection, and the word "deleted" appeared, but he didn't delete it. He plugged the phone under another pillow on the bed of Tong Yan.

The last light source in the room also disappeared. The only thing that Tong Yan could see clearly was the silhouette of Zhuo Xiangming, and a little blurred face.

"I previously……"

Zhuo Xiangming said: "What?"

Tong Yan said: "I used to forget to watch it in a TV series or a comic. It seems that there is a saying that people ask back after negation, uh ... most of them represent yes."

In fact, Tong Yan did not know why he was talking about the messy cold knowledge at this time. He spoke slowly, and his voice was relatively low. It would not appear obtrusive in a quiet and dark space, but he was tentatively uncertain. Coquettish or wronged.

Zhuo Xiangming couldn't say, he always felt that he had made Tongyan aggrieved, and he wanted to be better for him. I don't know how to be better, but I just don't think it is good enough.

"I'm not angry." Zhuo Xiangming also said softly that he rarely found suitable wording, and his words were intermittent, although awkward, but fortunately sounded very sincere, "I'm just ... I'm wondering if I should give Too many ... sexual cues. "

The banquet seemed a bit nervous and overwhelmed. He gently moved a few times in the quilt, his jaw poked at the quilt, and said "Huh?"

Zhuo Xiangming remembered the soft and reassuring feeling when he heard his siesta waking up and turning on his mobile phone in the afternoon. He felt his hand into the bed and found his hand.

Tong Yan's fingers look very thin, but he can still feel the soft flesh in his hand. It is not the size of a basketball that can be grasped with one hand, so it is a more delicate hand in boys.

"I don't want you to feel this way ... falling in love is like going to bed."

Zhuo Xiangming is thinking, how can we not let the children's feast be ashamed or embarrassed? He wants to express his thoughts accurately, but it seems almost almost, "This thing, do not do it, when to do it, logically, there is really no It ’s a hard rule, open-minded, if both sides are willing, then just do whatever you want. ”

"But you're really too young." He gently stroked the back of Tongyan's hand with his thumb. "It seems that I'm still very feudal. If I were like you immediately ... Tongtong, I would feel guilty."

After thinking for a while, Tong Yan said, "Do you still treat me as a child?"

Zhuo Xiangming said: "Of course not."

Tong Yan said: "Why is there a sense of guilt? If we all like each other, even if we give ... sexual cues, is there anything wrong?"

Zhuo Xiangming said more and more that he felt hypocritical and grandiose: "Because you didn't have this idea before. I was wondering if it was because of me ... I was too restrained to convey this concept to you, but I I want to say, um ... Tong Tong, sex, it is not necessary for emotional maintenance and promotion ... "

"Why not?" Tong Yan interrupted him. "I really want to kiss you. I thought about it before you kissed me ... I'm eighteen years old, not eight."

"Do you think you have to be responsible for me after going to bed?" Tong Yan said suddenly.

He didn't want to ask this sentence out, but since it was spoken, the banquet did not regret it.

This is very reasoning. Zhuo Xiangming's celibacy is not just talking. Although Tong Yan likes him, he can also feel that he likes himself, but how much does it like? Is there enough to mark? Is there enough to spend the rest of your life?

Two people have been together for only a week. Adults' commitments are always precious and not easily given. This is not fair to anyone.

But young people are the most insulated from reason. He loves eagerly, and of course he has the right to get answers from each other.

The celibacy can be in love, but Zhuo Xiangming's character is unquestionable, and it is not about AO equality. It is just that the differences in age and social experience between the two people are there. It seems that the children's banquet is more "dead".

So is he worried about this?

Zhuo Xiangming subconsciously said: "Of course I will be responsible to you."

"No, no," Zhuo Xiangming said, "I didn't mean that. I mean, since we are in love and started a relationship, then both of us have responsibilities and obligations to each other, right?"

"Yes. Why can't you go to bed?" Tong Yan went back to the starting point.

Zhuo Xiangming said: "You are too young."

Tong Yan wants to ask: So do you still think of me as a child?

But he didn't ask because there was no solution to the problem. For the first time, Zhuo Xiangming's explanation failed to convince him, and for the first time, Tong Yan realized that not all questions were answered.

When he fell in love for the first time, he also knew that when people fall into a relationship, they are always panic. Perhaps the first second was still full of affection, but the next second would be suffering. This feeling is not good, Tong Yan thought, probably this is the taste of love.

Tong Yan said, "Okay, I'm just asking. It's late, you go back to sleep."

Zhuo Xiangming squeezed his palms: "Good night."

Tong Yan said: "Good night."

Zhuo Xiangming got up and helped Tong Yan to get cornered before leaving.

These few minutes of staying allowed Zhuo Xiangming's pheromone to remain in the children's banquet bedroom. He was tired and fell asleep quickly.

On the next Sunday, Zhuo Xiangming did not go out to work. He woke up the children's banquet at more than eight o'clock, and the two ate breakfast together.

The results of the mid-term exams will come out in the morning. The child banquet is a bit nervous and the concentration is not focused. The newly bought Star Wars ca n’t be challenged. .

The spinning turtle stayed aside, unable to move, and had been telling the Tong Yan that if it were to fight, it could end in a few minutes, but this robot did not get much sincere friendship between human beings, because the Tong Yan refused categorically After it: "Don't think about it. I bought this Zhuo Xiangming. I will fight it myself."

Xuangui said: "Is this a reason? Have you bought it for me?"

Tong Yan said, "Why not? Didn't you let you touch the Maserati last time?"

Spinning Turtle broke his heart: "I feel you are not in a good mood."

"Nonsense," Tong Yan said, "I have always been so ruthless."

The spiral turtle is gone.

The roses in the backyard have been opened two times. Zhuo Xiangming was very diligent and went to pruning a circle. After entering the room, he changed his shoes and washed his hands. After about the lawn trimming in the afternoon, he came to the children's party.

"Are the results coming out?"

Tong Yan said: "No, I have been refreshing the webpage."

Zhuo Xiangming sat down beside him: "Don't be nervous."

Tong Yan said: "I'm not nervous."

"Okay," Zhuo Xiangming said.

Since breakfast, the atmosphere between the two has been a little stiff. No one has a cold war and no one has an angry face, but it's just not natural.

The children's party wanted something to say, but the more they thought about it, the less they could say.

"What are you fighting for?" Zhuo Xiangming asked.

The banquet quickly said, "The Taj Mahal."

Zhuo Xiangming leaned over and took the box from behind the children's banquet, looking at the finished picture on the back: "Wow."

"Pretty, right?" Tong Yan also tilted over and watched with him, "I plan to fight four ... well, it's the tower, and then start to build the foundation. Star Wars or wait for the holiday."

Zhuo Xiangming has no suggestions for his hobby arrangement: "Okay."

"Taj Mahal is a tomb of ancient humans, do you know?" Tong Yan said.

Zhuo Xiangming said: "I know."

Tong Yan continued, "Do you know who's tomb?"

Zhuo Xiangming actually knew, but he finally said, "I don't know."

"It was built by an emperor in India for his lover." The child banquet is not like yesterday. It ignores people when they are together. Both hands naturally curl up. The palms are placed on the thighs. "Her name is Mutaz Mahal."

"The nation ’s manpower was exhausted just to build the mausoleum. Some people praised his love, and some criticized him for being comatose." Tong Yan touched him to complete half of the tower, "but the building is really beautiful."

Zhuo Xiangming nodded and echoed: "It's beautiful."

Tong Yan also wanted to go deep into the popular love story that has been circulating for thousands of years, but he suddenly thought that Mahal was Sha Jiahan's second wife ... the second.

In the simple story he heard, the emperor said that the emperor had his first wife before he found his beloved. The Tong Yan then thought that marking and unmarking is not a big deal now, and most people are not alone. A relationship, what about Zhuo Xiangming and himself?

Zhuo Xiangming is a thoughtful adult. He naturally thinks more. Does he just think that if they can be together, they may be separated, so they are inconsistent with premature intimacy? If so, Tong Yan feels that he should thank him.

The banquet likes him, but it can't prevent the banquet. It may just be that he is trying to begin to accept the beginning of the relationship. Sha Jiahan turned his head around for the night of his second wife. How many omega?

Tong Yan strives to make himself less naive. He cannot assume that the two are separated and blame Zhuo Xiangming. In fact, breaking up is also the right of everyone. He cannot set Zhuo Xiangming as his end point too soon ... … That's not fair to Zhuo Xiangming.

Zhuo Xiangming noticed that the banquet was suddenly absent-minded and said, "Tongtong?"

Tong Yan pouted and turned to look at him: "Are you still angry?"

Then he remembered that Zhuo Xiangming said yesterday that he was not angry and changed his words: "Are you cold war with me?"

Zhuo Xiangming said: "Of course not!"

Tong Yan said: "Then why, why do you seem to say nothing to me?"

Zhuo Xiangming smiled helplessly: "Because I don't really understand this. You wouldn't tell me so much about Lego before."

Tong Yan also found that he was talking to Zhuo Xiangming specifically, he smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I won't tell you any more."

"Say." Zhuo Xiangming finally reached out and hugged him. He wrapped the child's banquet with his two legs, his chest against the back of the child's banquet.

After being hugged, those messy thoughts quickly disappeared. Tong Yan turned his face to him with a sullen face, a little proud expression on his face: "Then kiss me, why aren't you kissing mad today?"

"Huh?" Zhuo Xiangming looked at him dangerously, "What do you want me to do?"

"Kissing frenzy ..." Before the banquet could be finished, Zhuo Xiangming was kissed. The feeling of touching the lips is very different from that of the forehead kiss. The forehead kiss can be desensitized, and the mouth-to-mouth kiss is like forever. will not.

It will always have the magical power of blushing and heartbeat. Because he was soon taken away by Zhuo Xiangming's mind, the tower was thrown away, and he turned around and held Zhuo Xiangming's neck with both hands, holding Zhuo Xiangming's hair in one hand, and pinching his shirt with the other. , Kneeling in Zhuo Xiangming's arms, just want to kiss seriously.

After a long kiss, Tong Yan found some sense of certainty in Zhuo Xiangming's painful hug. He thought that maybe his request was really urgent. Zhuo Xiangming really liked him, but Zhuo Xiang Ming needs some time.

He leaned on Zhuo Xiangming's shoulder and was still adjusting his breath. At this time, the web page refreshed successfully and the transcript jumped out. Zhuo Xiangming picked up the mobile phone and watched it together. The children's banquet skipped the scores and rankings and directly looked at the total score. : 667.

"Six hundred and sixty-seven!" He stood up and rubbed twice with Zhuo Xiangming's face, "My gift!"

Zhuo Xiangming also laughed and looked at it carefully. "This is the first place, this is awesome."

"My gift," repeated the Tong Yan.

Zhuo Xiangming let him knead with a good temper, his mouth was squeezing, or he just held his hand over the waist of the child's banquet: "Okay, gift, when?"

Tong Yan said: "Now!"

Zhuo Xiangming said, "Hmm ..."

"What's wrong?" Tong Yan held his face.

Zhuo Xiangming said: "You call me a kissing mad."

"Ah ..." Tong Yan hummed, "This is a pet!"

"Okay, I'll give you a nickname, just called King Lai." Zhuo Xiangming said, "Playing King Lai, kissing crazy monsters, why do I sound more erotic."

All morning, Tong Yan had wanted to coquettish him, hugged him without letting go, and dangled Zhuo Xiangming who could not resist: "Don't do this ..."

In the end, Zhuo Xiangming couldn't help but give him a gift, but if the child's banquet was scored, the gift might not pass. Because he was kissed on the carpet from Zhuo Xiangming's arms, his tongue was numb, his mouth was swollen and he could not see anyone, and he could not meet any of the requirements of "light" and "slow".