When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Lu Zhe's breath stopped.

Obviously nothing has started yet, and the distance between the two can't be said to be close, but sometimes a man's mind is like this. When you get a little closer to the color, it will automatically change into those sensual scenes—

The sound of crashing water, overlapping figures, chaotic and disorderly gasps...

He moved his throat and squinted his eyes to look at Shen Qiao, thinking that he was deliberately asking for such a sentence, but seeing that Shen Qiao's eyes flickered slightly, he also understood what 18r blockbuster was also performing in the other party's mind.

Finally, Lu Zhe smiled, pressing his shoulder against the wall and calling him softly:

"Jojo."

Lu Zhe asked: "Do you know that this'help' is more than just a bath?"

Shen Qiao was seen by his gaze as if his body was lit, blushing quickly climbed up from the neck, hung on the tips of his ears, neck, and cheeks. He exhaled calmly before raising his eyes to Lu Zhe. Sight.

"I only know that your hands are inconvenient now. If you still want to play, you'd better be honest."

Lu Zhe: "..." Tsk.

He looked down at his hand wrapped in bandages and gauze, and suddenly he felt a little unwilling.

Shen Qiao sensed his subtle upset, got up and walked towards the bathroom, first turned on the shower to adjust the water temperature, then glanced at the high shelf where the clothes were placed, and walked around again to ask him:

"Where are the towels and pajamas?"

Lu Zhe tried to move the injured hand. Although the wound was not deep, he still sewed a few stitches after debridement in order to heal faster. If the movement is too great or the force is too strong, there is indeed a risk of stretching the wound.

He replied in a dull voice: "In the cabinet, I'll wait to take it in by myself."

Shen Qiao heard the frustration and sullenness in his words, and suddenly felt a little funny. He inexplicably thought of the Samoyed raised in the family that he saw in the video. He looked beautiful and elegant. When he was happy, he would walk around you, but he was not happy. When he was lying sullenly next to him, from time to time, he glanced at his master with a vengeful look.

Lu Zhe is unhappy when he is like this.

So that Shen Qiao couldn't help but soften his heart and comforted him unskillfully: "It will be well soon."

Lu Zhe heard his voice, spread his left hand, and motioned for him to come and give him a hug.

Shen Qiao walked over and took the initiative to put his hand around his waist. Lu Zhe habitually wraps his left hand around the back of his neck, touches the position of his glands, and rubs his hair with the tip of his nose. Whisper:

"But I don't think it's fast enough."

There is an indescribable desire in his voice, like a traveler who has been walking in the arid desert for a long time, instinctively longing for the source of nourishing water:

"I want to hug you harder."

Shen Qiaocha then understood what he meant by "hugging".

His breathing suddenly became heavier, staring down at the shoulder and neck muscles that came out of Lu Zhe's short-sleeved neckline. After two seconds, Shen Qiao echoed softly:

"As long as you get better, it's up to you."

The second half of the sentence contains only four short words. However, Lu Zhe has already filled in an indescribable content of no less than one hundred thousand words. It is almost full of lavish light and shadow, and the rich cedar flavor makes the refreshing and cool mint. Depress it completely, lingering...

His breathing was hot, but he suddenly laughed.

Low, helpless, and joyful.

"Don't say it," Lu Zhe said, "Just a few more words, I have to stitch again tomorrow."

He was afraid that he would endure the wound and crack, and he would have to deal with others.

After all, he is not a gentleman. The pain, the smell of blood, and the injury will only stimulate the beast in his heart, causing it to hit the cage madly in the bottom of his heart, but he is more excited, destructive and fierce. Sex will become stronger.

Lu Zhe vaguely realized how terrifying his true face was, but he didn't want to scare Shen Qiao away, and he was unwilling to let the other party continue to worry. After forbearing, he gently and actively let go of his hand.

Rubbing his predecessor's hair, he whispered:

"Help me find a plastic bag or cling film. I wrap my hands so that no water will get in after a while."

It’s not difficult to take a bath with one hand. After all, the pants of the team uniforms are elastic and the tops are loose short sleeves. There are many disinfected dry towels that can be used in the bathroom, which can be changed once a day. It’s just a troublesome action when taking a bath. A little, but by no means there is no way.

Shen Qiao twisted his eyebrows, his eyes revealed worry, but he also knew that the two had just determined the relationship, it was when the dry woods and the raging fire touched together, and the sparks could start a prairie fire.

He didn't dare to suggest anymore to help, after all...

It's not that Lu Zhe had the idea alone.

And it is not appropriate for him to take advantage of others.

He could only follow what Lu Zhe said, go out to find Manager Zhou, and ask him to ask for cling film from the people at the hotel, and finally got a roll from the kitchen.

After helping Lu Zhe carefully wrap up the wound, Shen Qiao didn't rush to leave. Instead, watching him enter the bathroom all the way, he asked at the door:

"I... help you pack things?"

Lu Zhe nodded: "Okay."

…

The sound of water in the bathroom rang.

Shen Qiao stared at the frosted glass, which could only reveal the figure indistinctly, and looked at the glass that protects the user's privacy for a long time, and he was restless.

He kind of understood why Lu Zhe had come to his room before, so he was full to help pack things up.

Because I don’t find something to do...

This brain and the lower half, it can't be idle.

He walked around the room and found Lu Zhe's suitcase in the closet. After opening it, he hesitated at the empty suitcase.

Judging from Lu Zhe's previous posture that helped him tidy up the room in an orderly manner, he shouldn't be able to bear his style of throwing it all in if he can put his brain in it?

Shen Qiao frowned, tangled for a moment as if he had returned to high school, facing a bunch of questions that he couldn't understand.

He squatted next to the box for a long time. He could only choose to pile up all the clothes and the supplies on the conspicuous table and bed, waiting for Lu Zhe to come out and then sort them into categories according to his ideas. This respected Lu Zhe’s obsessive-compulsive disorder and saved him He was busy.

…

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped at some point.

Lu Zhe opened the door with the steaming water, took a step outside, and saw that all his clothes in the cabinet were stacked on the bed. On the table were the notebooks and keyboards that he had originally packed in his bag. Wait.

he:"?"

Hearing the movement, Shen Qiao looked back at him and saw that he had removed the plastic bag in his hand, and the gauze was still clean, so he tried his best to maintain a calm appearance and said calmly:

"I don't know how to put your things in the box, so I took them out. Tell me now and I will put them in your habit."

Lu Zhe was stunned by what he said, and immediately laughed. He sat down on the edge of the bed with the warmth that has not yet retreated after the hot water has washed away, and he said:

"Actually, you can do whatever you want. I have no problem with how you let it go."

Shen Qiao took a serious look at him and made sure that he really didn't mind, so he put the thin team uniforms and those summer clothes underneath first, leaving the slowest-folding jacket behind.

Lu Zhe sat there watching him from start to finish, with a gentle light flowing in his eyes. It was not because of the warm color of the ceiling lamp in the room or because of the softness in his heart. In short, Shen Qiao looked at him in the gap between the folded coats, subconsciously. ask:

"Why look at me like this?"

Lu Zhe said in his heart: Because I think you are cute.

But he knew that Shen Qiao didn't like to be praised in this way, so he just shook his head and stretched out his hand to him:

"Give me the coat, I'll fold it."

Shen Qiao knew that the embarrassment of fighting with the coat just now was seen in his eyes, and conditioned to reflex: "No need."

He said: "You just sit and tell me how to stack it."

Lu Zhe shook his head: "This can't teach you this."

Shen Qiao was a little dumbfounded: "Why?"

Lu Zhe smiled and replied: "You have learned it. Wouldn't there be fewer things I can do for you in the future?"

He doesn't teach.

It is best that Shen Qiao knows nothing. When we live together in the future, these trivial matters will be her own.

Lu Zhe knows that people are lazy and want to be lazy. It has nothing to do with love or not. In order to avoid laziness when living with Shen Qiao in the future, the best thing is that only he can do those things, so that he will never let him go. Shen Qiao was tired.

Shen Qiao couldn’t understand why he could fold a jacket. He passed the jacket blankly. He watched Lu Zhe neatly arrange the clothes with one hand. He glanced at the side and was about to say this. It's not difficult to look at, just listen to Lu Zhe:

"Sleep here tonight?"

Shen Qiao really diverted his attention, and instinctively moved his eyes away before suffocating for a long time:

"Fine."

Just do it, let's go.

Lu Zhe walked over and pressed his coat on top of the previous clothes, smiling at the corners of his eyes, stood up and looked at Shen Qiao again, and asked amusedly: "Sleep with me so wronged?"

indeed.

Shen Qiao thought about the previous experience of bed-sharing, and glanced at Lu Zhe's face, fearing that he would see his dislike, pretending to look around, his eyes fixed on the watch gift box he had brought earlier.

"Take this apart for you to see."

He walked over in two steps, turned his back to Lu Zhe, bowed his head and took the gift box out of the bag.

How could Lu Zhe fail to understand his mind, staring at his back and grind his teeth secretly—

Disgusted with sleeping with himself, he took it down.

Calculate together later.

The next moment.

Shen Qiao opened the gift box and turned to the side, allowing Lu Zhe to see the appearance of the dial.

Exquisite diamonds are inlaid around the dial. The blue enamel chassis in the center is painted with a vivid starry sky. Under the starry sky, there is an exquisite artistic bridge. The direction of the other person holding the rose in his hand.

Lu Zhe raised his brows.

This watch is the bridge of love.

Although I made a couple models for men and women, they have always been more popular with girls.

did not expect…

His Jojo is so girlish.

He couldn't help smiling at his lips, walked behind Shen Qiao, picked up the watch and looked at the pure black strap, and handed it to Shen Qiao: "I like it very much. Will you help me wear it tomorrow morning?"

Shen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when he said he liked it.

He originally planned to buy a Rolex or Patek Philippe, but when passing by the vca, he saw such a watch at a glance, inexplicably think Lu Zhe is suitable for such delicate and beautiful things.

He nodded, took it, put it back in the box, and said, "I guess you like it."

Lu Zhe saw him smiling smugly, and leaned over to kiss his lips:

"of course."

Can he not like a gift from someone he likes?

The author has something to say:

Celebrate the successful gift delivery!