Chapter 41 Chapter 41 “Okay, now let’s do some work…

Even after finishing the plate of apples, Xie Zhizhi still couldn't pry the so-called "gift" out of Feng Wen. Feng Wen's mouth was unusually tight, revealing a guilty conscience, and Xie Zhizhi's curiosity was crawling all over him like an ant.

In the end, he felt that the alpha around him was just like some kind of large dog with no sense of tact and low IQ. He was either licking and kissing him or playing dumb. When asked the key questions, he acted like he "didn't understand what people were saying", which made him very angry.

Before dinner, Xie Zhizhi ordered Feng Wen to get away so that he could lie on the sofa and play with his phone quietly.

Feng Wen knew he was in the wrong, so he said nothing more: "Then I'm going out, sweetheart."

As a result, the request for a kiss before leaving was unsuccessful.

Feng Wen leaned back and grasped the ankle that was resisting against his shoulder. His jawline was tense, but he still put on a stoic expression and warned him, "Come back. Don't lock the door. If you can't get in, it would be embarrassing to report it to the management."

Xie Zhizhi smiled: "Yeah, bye."

Night falls quietly.

After eating the fish porridge brought back by Feng Wen, Xie Zhizhi curled up on the sofa and felt a little sleepy again.

The phone resting on his stomach vibrated slightly. Xie Zhizhi picked it up and saw that Chen Che had sent him a text message, which said that Feng Wen was also a piece of scum. If you choose him, you can just wait to go to hell.

The word "也" is very subtle.

Xie Zhizhi couldn't help laughing out loud.

It was very dramatic. The alpha who was called a loser just in time walked out of the kitchen with a plate of sliced ​​apples for after-dinner, and a mobile phone that was still in use was clamped between his shoulder and right cheek.

To avoid getting wet, Alpha carefully rolled up the cuffs of his pure white shirt all the way to his forearms. When he walked around to the sofa and put down the fruit plate with a clang, his bulging muscles were full and smooth. At first glance, he looked very stylish, at least in terms of appearance, and had nothing to do with his bad handwriting.

But as we all know, rotten is not just about appearance.

Feng Wen, wearing the good face of a smiling and nice guy, said to the person on the other end of the phone:

"Don't be so harsh. You should say thank you, brother, Archer. After all, my original intention was not to stand by and watch someone die."

Slender fingers pinched the silver fork, and a small piece of apple was fed into his mouth smoothly. Xie Zhizhi curled up on the sofa, chewing while listening to Feng Wen continue to lie with his eyes open.

"What can I do about not being able to find your fiancée? You're desperate and trying all sorts of things, and your love for her seems unwavering. But I seem to remember you kneeling before the old man and announcing your breakup less than a month ago—Okay, your monitor's so loud, my ears are hurting. Don't get so mad, it's bad for everyone."

Feng Wen didn't use the speakerphone during this call, so Xie Zhizhi had no idea what was said on the other end, but he still rolled his eyes in an indescribable way while chewing.

Taking advantage of the break in the call, Xie Zhizhi turned the phone screen to Feng Wen without any hesitation.

Alpha narrowed his eyes and focused his attention. After reading the entire text silently, he raised his right cheek with the tip of his tongue in extreme displeasure. Then the hypocritical smile on his face deepened exponentially. When he spoke again, his tone was so gentle that it was almost dripping with water:

"So I've laid out two paths for you to choose, Archer. The gift is absolutely voluntary, so you can use it or throw it away as you please. But it's unreasonable for you to come here and scold the gift giver like this—besides, isn't this for your own good? Don't let me blame you for not doing anything to help you when you end up in the ICU. As the saying goes, do what you can, and your gift is what I can do."

The call was disconnected.

Xie Zhizhi declined to comment on Feng Wen's sudden change of expression.

He indulged himself by letting himself be dug out of the sofa. With his chin buried in his shoulder, Xie Zhizhi heard Feng Wen hypocritically question him, "Sweetheart, is your finger still hurting? Why don't you write something to scold him? You can't be listening to slander."

Just like that Daji...

After doing all the bad things, he still keeps whimpering and asking, "Who is this treacherous minister who spoke up for justice? Your Majesty, why don't you chop off his head?"

No matter how I put the character into the role of this tough and handsome alpha who is about 1.9 meters tall, the style of painting seems very weird.

Xie Zhizhi, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was too lazy to argue with him. He covered his mouth with his backhand and said, "Okay, you're making me look even worse by talking like that. Shut up."

Watching the alpha's expression turn sour rapidly.

The smoky gray eyes first glanced at him with dissatisfaction, and then the palms suddenly became wet.

The wet tongue licked across his fingers, and Xie Zhizhi suddenly shrank back.

Feng Wen let out a long "oh" in his ear, his tone coldly accusing: "Why is this happening? Honey, I thought we would always have something to talk about. Have you changed your mind? Did Chen Che instigate you to think I'm not a good match for you?"

“…”

The peck on the chin was so persistent and so sickening that it could drown you.

Xie Zhizhi's scalp tingled.

He grabbed the alpha's jaw and said to him, "I haven't settled the bill with you this afternoon yet, why are you getting all mad again? What did you give Chen Che?"

Having said this, Alpha felt guilty again.

Xie Zhizhi was at his ease, calling his name like when he was a child and the teacher called him to the office for tea: "Feng - Wen -"

This set of moves should cause zero damage to adult alphas.

But perhaps because he had done something shameful, he was indeed a little nervous. The usually calm and composed Alpha's face had a slightly complicated expression. After a few seconds of silence, he obviously lacked confidence and avoided the topic:

"Just say something nice to coax me first. I tend to respond softly rather than harshly."

In fact, it is not.

When Xie Zhizhi licked the pigeon blood red earring on the alpha's earlobe with a cold face, he said in a cold tone: "I want to sleep in the guest room tonight."

Feng Wen pondered for two seconds, and finally uttered a name slowly:

"Um...Wen Xuyan."

Xie Zhizhi raised his eyebrows: "Wen Xuyan?"

"I asked Uncle Zhang to make a matching report before... Now it's just a harmless rumor." Feng Wen licked his lips and tried to defend himself. "Although the procedure is irregular, even if it is a crime, it's not serious, and I didn't use any force. Honey, don't look at me like that, I really feel guilty."

Xie Zhizhi snorted and did not comment on this explanation.

The cause and effect were connected in an instant. In essence, they did the same thing, but Feng Wen pushed harder than him.

His wrist loosely hooked around the alpha's neck, and as his glands were rubbed against his, Xie Zhizhi could clearly sense the other's body tensing even more due to his guilty conscience. He tilted his head and caught the uneasiness on the alpha's face, which seemed completely genuine. How could he act like this was the only bad thing he had done in his life? Who would believe that?

Xie Zhizhi leaned close to the alpha's ear with a sparkling look in his eyes, and felt that his good mood had returned a little.

He lazily fiddled with the pigeon-blood red earrings that shone brighter under the light, and whispered:

"Okay, now let's do something that only hell can do."

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The medical equipment was beeping. 24 hours had passed. All indicators in the blond alpha's body had only increased, not decreased. The pheromones in particular were so disordered that almost the entire ward was filled with a strong woody scent. The filtering effect of various medical isolation instruments was mediocre under the impact of the excessively high concentration of pheromones, but the glands were not bottomless pits. What's more, the alpha was still in an anxious and susceptible period. Could he continue to be treated coldly like this?

The most gentle method is, of course, the traditional marking method. Finding a well-matched omega as the recipient to help alleviate the symptoms. The higher the match, the greater the compatibility between the two parties, and the better the effect. However, the blond alpha in the ward scoffed at this treatment plan and said coldly, "No need. I have a fiancée, so it makes sense to bring him here."

"Nonsense."

Shen Siduo reminded him again: "Xie Zhizhi is a beta, and he can't bear it."

Shen Che fell into silence for a short time, with a thoughtful look on his face as if he was recalling something.

Pulling the corners of his lips, Chen Che seemed to hear Xie Zhizhi sneering in his ear again amidst the cold sound of the dripping instrument: "You can't escape Chen Che."

Could it be that words really do have power? Otherwise, why would Xie Zhizhi's words be so effective that he would end up in this predicament?

The chaotic pheromones made the pain worse by the second. He heard Shen Siduo shouting at the side: "How long are you going to make trouble, Archer?! Don't you understand the situation at this point?!"

Shen Che raised his eyes and wondered how Shen Siduo could say such things to him so righteously.

He sneered, "So? You're going to force me to mark another omega even though I already have a fiancée? Like you did with my mother?"

Snap——

A ruthless palm.

“…I don’t understand what this is!”

Haha, what do you mean by nonsense? It clearly hits a sore spot.

Shen Che knew that he had no right to say this, so when Shen Siduo left angrily, he didn't even bother to straighten his head that was slapped off.

The alarm in his ears had reached its peak, and he felt that he might indeed have to succumb to the arrangements of the pheromones. After all, the pain in his glands was like a burning fire, grinding his bones like teething sticks every second.

It hurts, it really hurts.

When the "gift" appeared at the door of the ward, Shen Che was surprised that he could still maintain an expressionless face.

Wen Xuyan was still as beautiful and exquisite as before, and no one could say that he was not charming - he must have had a smooth journey, otherwise even the corners of his clothes would not be so neat and tidy, without even a trace of tangling, like a high-end doll in a window display.

Feng Wen's words sounded very nice, but there were two options before him: bite him, mark him, or wait until he was sent to the ICU?

In fact, the latter seems to be acceptable.

In short, the "gift" itself looks completely voluntary, and it is up to you whether to use it or throw it away.

When Wen Xuyan knelt beside the bed and rubbed her cheek against the back of his hand, Chen Che could smell the gradually richer scent of gardenia.

The pain was instantly relieved.

"Archer?"

Wen Xuyan's voice was soft.

Shen Che's eyes wandered for a while, and finally settled on those rosy lips, and he decided to ask a question.

He gently stroked Wen Xuyan's cheek, and finally, his fingertips loosely lifted her narrow chin. He looked down at her with a condescending gaze, his gilded eyes seemingly emotionless.

"Xu Yan, why did you choose me? Is there any difference between Zheng Keli and me?"

There's no difference, right?

If he is unwilling to act loving and caring as before, is he any different from Zheng Keli?

Even the latter currently seems to be much more devoted than him.

Wen Xuyan trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Of course.

He timidly raised his eyes and looked at Shen Che, thinking that with a 99% compatibility, even if there was 1% less sincerity, we would still get a high score.

Wen Xuyan opened her mouth and gently bit Chen Che's fingers with her teeth, obediently revealing her white neck, looking willing.

In the scent of gardenia, the omega whispered: "Mark me, Archer."

Time stood still for an unbearable moment.

When the sharp canine teeth pierced his flesh, a trembling sigh rolled out of Shen Che's throat.

His eyes were cold as he pressed down on Wen Xuyan's thin back and bent it until it couldn't be bent any further.

Finally, he lifted up the tearful and dazed face and gently kissed the trembling lips.

"Okay." Shen Che said.