Chapter 48: What’s wrong with touching me? !

"Are you crazy? Can't you be gentler?"

Jiang Lan was strangled into Wen Zhiyan's arms and cursed quietly.

Wen Zhiyan hissed, lifted off Jiang Lan's messy and obstructive clothes, pushed them to the side, put one hand along the hem of Jiang Lan's pajamas, and pressed it on his smooth back.

It was probably due to the rapid blood circulation that made Jiang Lan's body temperature extremely hot.

Wen Zhiyan's cool hand touched Jiang Lan's hot skin, making Jiang Lan shiver helplessly and his scalp felt numb.

The alpha's competitive spirit makes it difficult for them to tolerate being suppressed and falling behind.

Jiang Lan didn't even think about it. His first reaction was to return the favor to Wen Zhiyan and reach out to touch him.

His hands were much more merciless than Wen Zhiyan's. While pinching Wen Zhiyan's waist, he also used his legs to press Wen Zhiyan's legs.

Wen Zhiyan knew Jiang Lan's urine properties, so he didn't confront him head-on. He just put his cheek to Jiang Lan's neck and kissed his collarbone.

Warm breath sprayed on the sensitive and fragile side of Jiang Lan's neck, making Jiang Lan involuntarily relax her strength.

He raised his hand and put it on the back of Wen Zhiyan's head, inserted his fingertips into his soft hair, pulled it back, and said words of rejection:

"Don't kiss me, Wen Zhiyan, I'm not your alpha."

He The tone was fierce, but the force used to tear Wen Zhiyan's hair was very light. It seemed that he was reluctant to hurt Wen Zhiyan, but he also seemed to want to refuse and welcome him.

Wen Zhiyan stopped kissing, buried his face in Jiang Lan's neck, and said in a muffled voice:

"Then whose alpha are you?"

Jiang Lan was tickled by his hot breath, and reached out to poke Wen Zhiyan. Yan's abdominal muscles: "Don't be a good boy, it won't work."

Wen Zhiyan is an honest person.

At least he had to be until Jiang Lan agreed to reconcile with him.

So after being rejected by Jiang Lan, he just endured it obediently and held Jiang Lan in his arms without making any next move.

But Jiang Lan is not an honest person.

Not only is he dishonest, he also has double standards, being strict with others but lenient with himself, which is very shameless.

From the beginning, Wen Zhiyan had acquiesced in Jiang Lan's hand that was moving around his waist and abdomen, and just allowed Jiang Lan to take advantage of him secretly.

But soon, this sneakiness began to become unscrupulous.

Wen Zhiyan's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he pinched Jiang Lan's hand that had been transferred to his butt:

"Brother Lan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Lan had a bad attitude, like a bully: "What's wrong, touch me?!"

They are all alphas , Wen Zhiyan was very aware of this action. He pinched Jiang Lan's wrist and forced him to move:

"Change a place."

Jiang Lan secretly cursed Wen Zhiyan as a piece of shit. When they first got together in the past, he always When Wen Zhiyan is an omega.

Every time Wen Zhiyan takes a keen interest in his excellent butt, he feels stupidly proud.

I think that in the entire S university, I can't find another alpha with a better waist-to-hip ratio than him.

As soon as Wen Zhiyan breaks up, he will let Wen Zhiyan see what it means to be a real top A.

The result was good.

Wen Zhiyan was divided.

Jiang Lan was also dumbfounded.

At this moment, when I think about it, I just feel itchy.

He withdrew his hand, turned around, and said to Wen Zhiyan: "Sleep."

Although he said this, he did not move to the edge of the bed, and just stayed close to Wen Zhiyan.

Although Wen Zhiyan now maintains a very low profile in front of Jiang Lan, no alpha can calmly close his eyes and sleep after being let go halfway.

So he reached out and hugged Jiang Lan's waist from behind.

Wen Zhiyan is engaged in design and holds a pen all year round.

There are thin calluses on the hands. If you don't look carefully at ordinary times, you can't really see it. Even if you touch it with your hands, it's not that obvious.

But there is a difference in sensitivity from skin to skin.

At least now, Jiang Lan could clearly feel that Wen Zhiyan's hand felt different from his own.

He swore he struggled.

But when desires arise, most people find it difficult to control themselves.

Jiang Lan is no exception.

Especially when Wen Zhiyan licked and kissed the back of his neck and made a shameless sound to seduce Jiang Lan and said:

"This is not the first time, Brother Lan, you don't want to reconcile now, I won't force you." You, wake up tomorrow morning, I won’t mention it, you don’t want to, just pretend it never happened, okay?”

This sounds like a scumbag.

But both Jiang Lan and Wen Zhiyan knew in their hearts that this was just an excuse for Jiang Lan to accept calmly.

And Jiang Lan needed such an excuse.

In this way, it would be even harder for Jiang Lan to refuse.

So he acquiesced in Wen Zhiyan's behavior, and a few minutes later, when Wen Zhiyan couldn't help laughing, he elbowed Wen Zhiyan in anger.

"Why are you laughing? Are you impatient?"

Jiang Lan has always been stoic. If he suddenly does this, his performance will inevitably be poor, and it is not at his true level. What's so funny?

Only then did Wen Zhiyan stop his smile, took out two tissues, and took the initiative to make amends for Jiang Lan:

"I was just laughing. If you had just continued, I would probably be worse than you."

Jiang Lan liked hearing such hypocritical words. , satisfactorily hooked Gou Wen's insistent calf with his toes as a reward.

Then he yawned, turned away and said,

"I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Wen Zhiyan said good night in a gentle voice.

After quietly staring at Jiang Lan's furry hair for a long time, he got up, went to the bathroom, disposed of the two paper towels, and washed his hands.

When he came out of the bathroom, he stood by the bed and stared at Lin Ziyou for a long time.

After confirming that Lin Ziyou was indeed asleep, he lay back on the bed again, reached out and took Jiang Lan into his arms, and closed his eyes.

During the past seven years, Jiang Lan had to light his own incense every night to fall asleep.

Part of it was due to the unbearable physical withdrawal reaction, but on the other hand, no one knew better than Jiang Lan himself that it was just a mental illness.

At this moment, he was leaning against Wen Zhiyan's chest, being held in Wen Zhiyan's arms, and his hanging heart seemed to be settled. Within a few minutes, he felt really sleepy and fell asleep.

But maybe he was used to the smell of incense. After dreaming about the past without lighting any incense, Jiang Lan once again dreamed back to the end of summer that year.