Chapter 45 End Don't worry about RB17, first...

The tie didn't end up well. After it was taken off, Xie Zhizhi stared at the large dark marks on it caused by swimming. He pushed away the alpha with a satisfied look on his face and threw it into the trash can.

As I threw it in, I heard the alpha's lazy voice behind me: "This is a high-end fashion show this season. It would be a shame to just throw it away."

Aside from a slight blush that hadn't faded yet, Xie Zhizhi's face had regained its composure. Hearing this, he pointed at the trash can and said, "If you can't bear to part with it, go pick it up. If you can, take it to the dry cleaners and tie it next time."

Alpha hesitated to speak.

Xie Zhizhi thought he still had some shame.

Feng Wen smiled and said, "I want to keep it as a souvenir, but if you ask me to..."

The request was ruthlessly rejected.

Feng Wen sighed regretfully, stood up, grabbed Xie Zhizhi, who was particularly slippery today, and took out a tube of gel to apply medicine on him.

The longer the red mark lasted, the more obedient Feng Wen became.

The two of them had classes every day, and when they had no classes, they would go on some green dates. Their life was so comfortable that they almost forgot about Chen Che.

Until one day after dinner, a chat box that had long been silent in Feng Wen's text message suddenly popped up, and the bright red corner mark ② made the two of them silent for a few seconds at the same time.

The reasons for silence vary.

Feng Wen looked at the short "Brother" and wondered what the dog was doing.

Xie Zhizhi's half-smiley voice came from the side: "Why haven't you deleted him yet?"

After all, Xie Zhizhi has blocked Chen Che for several months.

Feng Wen raised an eyebrow and helped him tidy up his hair that was messed up by the wind: "I forgot."

Even as he said this, his finger still clicked on the message box, and Xie Zhizhi leaned over to take a look—

[I'm taking Xuyan to Winton Manor to meet up with Baixi and the others this weekend. Will you come?]

[elder brother]

Xie Zhizhi beside him said faintly, "Wen Xuyan? Is he going to show up again?"

Feng Wen couldn't help but laugh: "You mean to change the stamp on the Ming Road?"

"That's a really rude thing to say." Xie Zhizhi curled his lips. "It looks like a quarantine sign."

Feng Wen thought about it, but couldn't come up with a good explanation. Finally, he raised his chin towards the hot drink shop nearby and asked, "Would you like some milk tea?"

Xie Zhizhi nodded and walked towards the hot drink shop.

It is already late autumn and the weather has suddenly turned cold.

Most of the greenery is evergreen. Apart from the increase or decrease of leaves, there is almost no other visible sign. Only the pedestrians on the road are wearing more and more clothes, like balloons slowly expanding.

Xie Zhizhi is no exception.

After having several illnesses, Xie Zhizhi had rarely gotten rid of the desire to show off as a young man. He wore one more layer than in previous years, and looked like a plump rugby ball next to the alpha who relied on his good physique to wear only a base layer and a windbreaker.

Xie Zhizhi took the freshly made hot milk tea hesitantly, drank it slowly, and moved closer to Feng Wen, watching him reply to the message.

"go?"

The questions that came to Xie Zhizhi's mind while chewing the pearls were very flexible.

Feng Wen couldn't help but laugh: "It's rare for Baixi to come back to China. It seems like he knows a lot of people there. It would be bad if he didn't go."

"Are you going?"

nonsense.

The question received no response, only a meaningful roll of the eyes from Xie Zhizhi.

The two of them walked out of the hot drink shop one after the other.

A cold wind blew, and Xie Zhizhi's nose felt itchy and he sneezed.

Just like every time he pretended to cry in the classroom at DeLand University, someone would hand him a tissue at the right time. Xie Zhizhi took it naturally and rubbed his nose.

Feng Wen smiled and stared at Beta's nose, which had turned red from the cold. Suddenly, he asked, "Do you think they will get engaged soon?"

Xie Zhizhi paused while drinking his milk tea, feeling that it was quite unreasonable, and turned his face away:

"What does their engagement have to do with you? Do you want to eat at the banquet?"

Facing his obviously puzzled gaze, Feng Wen slowly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Actually, I want to ask when we can get engaged. Do you have any idea?"

A topic that is not abrupt in terms of topic or tone.

The pair of pure black pupils looked up at him quietly for a while, then slowly dropped to the ground. During the process, she naturally opened her mouth and took another sip of hot milk tea.

After a while, Feng Wen heard Xie Zhizhi say lightly as he walked: "I don't know."

The cold wind messed up Beta's hair again. Feng Wen patiently raised his hand to smooth it out for him and said naturally, "Okay, I'll ask again in a couple of days."

Just like every nail leaves a hole after being pulled out, unpleasant words will also leave a little mark after being heard.

If you just put up a layer of wallpaper to cover up the problem, it will only make it look like there is no flaw, but the problem underneath will still be the same.

The nice words on the Aston Martin are only a temporary solution, not a fundamental solution. If you tear off the wallpaper to a certain extent, some facts that have been deliberately ignored will be revealed. Perhaps some things really need some effort to repair.

Just like at this moment, Feng Wen leaned over and kissed the corner of Xie Zhizhi's lips. The latter's eyebrows and eyes had a sense of ease and comfort, but if he asked that question again, Xie Zhizhi would probably still say lightly, "I don't know."

In fact, if you force him, Xie Zhizhi would probably agree.

When Xie Zhizhi drinks milk tea, he always lowers his head slightly, so a small part of his fair and smooth neck is exposed. At a glance, it looks flat and smooth, and a dog on the street can tell that there is no gland inside.

The fact that beta cannot be marked is probably a very difficult problem for Feng Wen to overcome.

The more you want it, the more anxious you become, to the point that pheromones sometimes overflow uncontrollably.

However, Xie Zhizhi's degenerated vomeronasal organ could only smell his pheromones as perfume, and they seemed to become less and less fragrant as autumn and winter approached.

Feng Wen could only wait anxiously for something to appear and tie them up as tightly as possible.

For example, engagement can be a natural step towards marriage. Although it is not particularly safe to say in detail, at least once the red seal is affixed, their names are legally together.

But good things usually come slowly, not hastily. Amidst the surging crowd, Feng Wen gently rubbed Xie Zhizhi's jaw with the back of his finger and asked slowly:

"Ah—I heard that Winton Manor's wine is quite famous. Honey, would you like to try it?"

#

Xie Zhizhi was taking a nap when he was dug up by Feng Wen.

The alpha, who had carefully packed up, had a look of discontent and anxiety on his face because of the short separation. He came over and hugged Xie Zhizhi like a pillow. Feng Wen buried himself in the crook of Xie Zhizhi's shoulder for at least ten minutes, waiting until Xie Zhizhi's consciousness faded again and his breathing evened out. Then he said softly, "Can I pack you up and take you away, sweetheart? The drive there seems to be two hours. I guess you'll have to stay at the manor tonight."

Even if one were to spend the night in a room that went by the reputation and style that Winton Manor had painstakingly built up, the room would most likely be considered luxurious, so Alpha's disdain was completely unfounded.

Xie Zhizhi was not in a good mood after being forcibly woken up. He reacted slowly for two seconds before inserting his right fingers into Feng Wen's hair, rubbing them perfunctorily, and asked him, "Do you want a kiss? Then get out of here quickly. I'm so sleepy."

Feng Wen laughed and scolded him for being heartless while leaning forward to bite his lower lip.

As if realizing that this might be the last kiss of the day, the wet tip of the tongue attacked unscrupulously. Xie Zhizhi finally lost all sleepiness and fell on the bed panting. He listened to Feng Wen say goodbye to him and watched him leave.

It sounds disgusting.

No more than 48 hours had passed since the last time the electronic lock snapped back into place, and the room suddenly seemed empty.

Xie Zhizhi rolled around in bed trying to fall asleep again, but he opened his eyes again in less than five minutes.

The phone vibrates.

The fair and slender hand fumbled around on the bed for a while, unlocked the door with ease, and opened the text message.

Xie Zhizhi stared at the line [Sweetheart, I decided to make the driver work harder tonight^^] and thought for a long time, wondering if they were too clingy.

After hesitating for a long time, Xie Zhizhi finally tapped the keyboard a few times, buried his face in the quilt and pressed send.

Over there, Feng Wen looked at the belated "Good" in the message box and chuckled.

I replied, "Ah, so clingy, I knew you missed me too," and put away my phone.

A two-hour drive is neither long nor short.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the wrought iron gate of Winton Manor slid silently inward. The ancient oak trees on both sides were meticulously trimmed, and their thick branches intertwined overhead, like a deep archway.

The Quantum Silver Aston Martin slowly pulled into the private driveway, its tires making a slight, even rustling sound as they rolled over the finely crushed gravel.

In the distance, the outline of the main building of the English manor is vaguely visible between the trees. The old and elegant shell has been renovated after several generations of owners. The internal facilities have been completely turned upside down, but it has always been open to only a small group of people.

The Aston Martin circled a water fountain and came to a steady stop.

The driver opened the car door, and the handsome alpha who stepped out looked absent-minded and seemed to have no interest in this trip.

After tilting his head and whispering something, the alpha walked in slowly.

The intricately patterned Persian carpet completely absorbed the sound of his footsteps. Walking through the surprisingly high hallway, Feng Wen immediately saw a group of familiar faces gathered together.

Among them, the blond alpha was very conspicuous. He spoke intermittently and looked no different from usual.

——But when he appeared, her voice paused for a moment, and then she raised a natural smile, as if there was no rift between them.

Feng Wen nodded, looked around, and casually said hello before sitting down on the empty sofa on the right - which happened to be next to Bai Xi.

It was a rare occasion for Bai Xi to return to China, and he still exuded a lazy air as if he hadn't recovered from the jet lag. His beautifully dyed light purple hair was tucked back softly, revealing his sharply curved jawline, and his pair of light brown round eyes looked intently at the person who had just sat down.

Although he was teased since childhood for his delicate appearance like an omega, he actually painlessly differentiated into an alpha at the age of eighteen.

"Long time no see, brother." Bai Xi smiled.

Feng Wen lowered his head and bit a cigarette. He glanced to the side and said slowly, "Long time no see."

They had a relationship that was neither too close nor too distant. After all, they hadn't even informed each other about returning to their country, so they just let it go.

A group of young masters gathered together and the topic flew all over the place. The topic slid from yachts to newly discovered private chefs and then to a purebred Irish sport horse in a membership-only stable. It was said that it had a foundation in dressage but had greater potential in jumping. Unfortunately, it had an outrageous temper and almost broke someone's leg.

Feng Wen's conversation was rambling. He was more concerned with Xie Zhizhi's message three minutes earlier: "Today, there's no cassava in Xji, so I'm going to starve myself to death." than the inexplicable incident where Bai Xi almost capsized in the Monaco Casino.

He replied, "You're so loyal, sweetheart. What should I do?" while sipping a glass of sparkling water. Time flew by so quickly.

After dinner, the sommelier quietly served a few bottles of wine.

The ruby-red wine was poured into the Burgundy glass. The complex and rich aroma rolled and swirled in the glass with the wine, and the aroma rose up. Feng Wen then leisurely took out his mobile phone to contact the driver, estimating that he would leave and go home in about an hour.

So when Bai Xi handed him a glass of wine, he didn't pay attention to where the wine came from.

The rich aroma of wine spread between his lips and teeth. Feng Wen even had the leisure to order a new bottle to bring back for Xie Zhizhi to try.

Feng Wen belatedly realized that a pair of gazes had lingered on him for too long. He put down his wine glass and looked up to meet a pair of golden eyes.

The next second, Shen Che calmly withdrew his gaze, rested his chin on the shoulder of the person next to him, and listened to the sommelier's skillful introduction of these wines.

My nerves jumped uncomfortably.

Amidst the sounds of conversation and laughter, Feng Wen lowered his eyes thoughtfully. After a long moment, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples slightly, as if it was very painful.

When Bai Xi came closer with a look of surprise, Feng Wen retreated a few inches slowly. He felt as if his senses were forcibly amplified. In addition to the rich aroma of wine, the smell of pheromones in the air also became strong and complex.

"Wow, brother, you smell like mint. So cool. It's the first time I've smelled it."

Bai Xi's joking words seemed to stop the scene, and the place suddenly fell silent. After a moment, several equally strange voices rang out:

"Hahahaha, I've never seen you like this before."

"Why, one glass?"

“How rare.”

How could he get drunk in one glass?

Feng Wen frowned again and looked up, meeting those golden eyes again.

Shen Che stood in front of him, still smiling: "Are you feeling uncomfortable, brother? I'll take you to rest."

It was no longer appropriate to stay here, so Feng Wen stood up.

Apart from the overly noticeable cold pheromones, the alpha's face remained calm. His eyes wandered around, ignoring Shen Che who had volunteered, and walked towards a waiter.

Chen Che was not angry. He turned around and said to the man, "I'll see you off, brother. I'll be back later." Then he followed Jian Yuan's footsteps.

The feasibility of returning home overnight remains to be discussed.

The manor was indeed very large. Feng Wen's expression was not very good during the journey. He called Xie Zhizhi, but the call was only one and he hung up in a hurry.

There's no need for that. What's the point of calling Xie Zhizhi just because he capsized in a ditch? It will only cause trouble.

The dizziness was getting worse, and the sound of slow and steady footsteps made him feel distracted. He saw a hastily edited text message saying [Not going home tonight], and Feng Wen stopped walking and turned to look over.

There was a very long silence. The difference was that the expressions of the two alphas were very different. One had anxiety in his eyes and eyebrows, while the other looked overly relaxed.

"You did it?"

The empty corridor echoed with Shen Che's generous voice of acknowledgment: "Of course."

Although I already had the answer, it still felt quite harsh when I heard it in person.

Feng Wen crossed his arms in frustration, leaning on the wooden railing for support. "Are you a child? Do you think this is just a joke? Have you ever considered the consequences?"

"I've considered it, but the situation is relatively minor. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Chen Che smiled and shook his head. He considerately waved away the waiter who was responsible for leading the way and whose legs were shaking from the pheromones. He brushed open the door and pushed it open a crack.

Turning around and taking two steps closer, Shen Che, bearing the increasingly strong minty scent, leaned in front of Feng Wen and said word by word, "I just don't want my brother to have such an easy life right now."

Shen Che turned and left with light steps.

Feng Wen's brows jumped. Even though his blood was abnormally overheated at the moment, he could guess that Shen Che's "I don't want my brother to have such an easy life" was not just that.

Looking around, I saw that Winton Manor was filled with paintings from all over the world, most of which were medieval oil paintings. They were framed by intricately carved frames, making them look even more elegant and expensive.

But Feng Wen felt dizzy.

Especially when he pushed open the door and saw the two black-haired young men kneeling on the ground with their backs to him, Feng Wen was even in a trance for a moment - when did Xie Zhizhi have mitosis and split into two at once.

But Xie Zhizhi would not kneel on the ground and wait for him.

Secondly, normal people know that people should not split.

So the answer is obvious. He could hear Shen Che's calculations clearly even after running 800 meters.

So when the two black-haired young men heard the noise and simultaneously turned around to offer the newcomer a fawning, timid smile, they instantly sensed an overly oppressive pheromone rushing towards them, carrying an extremely irritating tone. Even the handsome face of the alpha guest, who stood motionless at the entrance, was shrouded in an overly gloomy aura.

——I’m going to die.

The two black-haired young men thought silently in their hearts.

But when you get paid to do a job, there is no reason to be picky about customers. The one in front of you at least has decent manners and is very handsome, which makes it seem that the boss who paid for them said, "It doesn't matter whether you are alpha or omega, just kneel on the ground and wait with some pheromones. If necessary, you two can play with him together," which is insignificant.

...Probably insignificant, right?

The cool minty scent of the alpha guest became stronger and more terrifying as he got closer.

The black-haired omega was already somewhat unconscious, lying on the ground gasping for breath, while the other black-haired alpha was not in much better condition, only feeling a stinging pain in his glands, and every second was extremely unbearable.

But the work still has to be done.

Seeing that they were getting closer, the black-haired alpha tried his best to support his body, but his climbing hands didn't even touch the alpha's trouser legs before he was splashed with water in the face.

"Wake up." The alpha guest's tone was surprisingly gentle, "Both of you."

The gentle tone that was completely different from the aura had the opposite effect. Feng Wen found that the two black-haired young men even dared to raise their heads and look at him straight.

“…”

Noticing his trouser legs being carefully outlined, Feng Wen let out an almost imperceptible sigh.

He generally doesn't like to release pheromones, so after Bai Xi said that, he attracted so many surprised jokes.

But I’m in a really bad mood right now.

Lifting his leg, Feng Wen expressionlessly stepped on the finger that was teasing his trouser leg. The sudden increase in the concentration of pheromones in the space was enough to scare everyone.

A few seconds later, the beautifully shaped M-shaped lips gently opened and closed, and he said coldly: "Get out, I won't say it again."

The two black-haired young men looked at each other.

Click. The door closes.

The phone was buzzing, but Feng Wen didn't care and turned into the bathroom.

Thirty minutes later, he came out of the bathroom with a cold sweat on his body. After picking up his phone, he thought about whether to contact the driver to go to the hospital first or contact Feng Nayun first. Finally, his eyes fell on the missed call display with a bright red corner mark.

I called back, and my fingertips left a thin layer of wet marks on the screen.

Two minutes later.

"Hello? Sweetheart?"

#

Away from the city, the night wind in late autumn becomes more rampant.

The window of the Maybach's driver's seat was half-lowered, revealing a corner of delicate but not weak eyebrows.

To be precise, these eyebrows and eyes are a little too sharp at this moment.

So far, tonight has been completely different from what Xie Zhizhi had expected.

The alpha's complaint of "I really want to pack you up and take you away" made him drive all the way to the outside of Winton Manor after confirming that the sweet soup was sold out. The two-hour drive was not too tiring, but it did make his butt a little sore from sitting.

This was Xie Zhizhi's original plan - to occasionally satisfy the alpha's small requests that were not excessive. When he appeared outside the manor, he should be able to see the alpha's surprised expression. That would not be bad, and he did miss him a little.

Then……

Xie Zhizhi's cold eyes swept over the sudden line of words that were definitely not spoken in a good tone [I'm not going home tonight], and he let out a cold snort of obvious displeasure from his nose, then pressed the dial button for the umpteenth time.

Missed.

Missed.

Still no answer.

...Fan Feng Wen, you want to rebel.

Start the car, shift gears, and it's just a matter of stepping on the accelerator to return home. Who cares if you want to go back or not?!

The ringtone rang at the right time. Xie Zhizhi glanced coldly to the side, and the phone thrown on the passenger seat lit up - Feng Wen.

“…”

The call failed to connect, the ringing automatically cut off, and then rang again, as if it would never stop.

After turning off the engine, Xie Zhizhi roughly grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, sweetheart?"

Sweetheart, what sweetheart.

"Check in, where are you now?"

…

The black-haired beta entered the main hall without any obstruction.

On the one hand, it was because although this unfamiliar young master was dressed modestly but respectably, his posture was too natural and relaxed, and he didn't look like he had taken the wrong path or come to cause trouble.

On the other hand, it was because the other party had a bad face and an overly domineering aura. He walked up to a waiter in three or two steps, grabbed a waiter, and swiftly reported a series of room numbers. His look of "stop talking nonsense and lead the way" was really intimidating.

A message was received on the work phone at the right time, meaning that the young master had not come to the wrong place, and he had reported it and could not afford to offend him, so he should quickly bring him over honestly.

So the manager who had been forced to retreat by the glare a minute ago had to force himself to put on a smile, walked forward, waved away the poor waiter, and gracefully gestured inside:

"plz follow me."

Two people stood awkwardly outside the intricately carved door.

Even the manager himself, who was completely unaware of the truth, couldn't help but frown when faced with the current situation.

——Something is wrong. This is definitely the biggest Waterloo that Winton Manor has suffered in recent times.

The imposing black-haired young master beside him sneered at the situation and then walked towards A and B, who were only 20% similar to him except for their hair color.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over… Management is ready to contact security.

A and B on the opposite side also keenly sensed something and shrank their heads, knowing they were in the wrong.

"Okay, tell me. How much money did Shen Che give you?"

The black-haired beta's tone was surprisingly gentle, and the black card he smoothly pulled out of his pocket laid a very convincing foreshadowing for the following text.

"You can't get it now because the job hasn't been done yet, right? Tell me everything you know, and I'll pay the same price. All you have to do is tuck your tail between your legs and play dead."

There was a five-second pause in the air, and A and B looked at each other in confusion as if they had misheard.

Ten minutes later.

The door made a dull thud.

No matter how lawless the people who come to Winton Manor are, they will put on a decent appearance. At least since Winton Manor opened to the public, no one would kick the door as violently as this black-haired beta young master.

But no one dared to say a word, and some even quietly minimized their presence and prepared to leave.

Another emotional thud.

Manage your heartbeats and pray silently so that the frequency of these movements is as low as possible.

As if to refute, there was another bang the next second.

Seeing that the young master was about to lift his leg again, the door finally opened inward, and extremely cold mint pheromones rolled out from the gap. Anyone could tell that the person in the room was in a very bad mood.

"I told you to get out..."

.

The voice stopped abruptly, like a wave suddenly hitting a reef and breaking suddenly.

The excellent lighting in the corridor perfectly outlines the black-haired beta's eyebrows and eyes.

Overly thick eyelashes formed an upward curve, and the tip of her straight nose was even perfectly highlighted. Her thin lips, which always seemed pale when not kissed, now raised a sharp arc in a mocking manner, opening and closing several times, and she uttered a short, shallow voice:

"I'm leaving?"

Turning to leave——

Feng Wen gave himself a second to determine whether this was an illusion.

After all, he had a similar low-quality hallucination the last time he opened this door - although he vaguely guessed that Xie Zhizhi would come after the check-up call, the journey would take at least two hours, and even a helicopter would not be that fast.

The black-haired beta has already taken the first step.

Feng Wen's brows jumped in worry, staring at the neat back and thinking that this was too similar... But didn't Xie Zhizhi just say that he would starve to death if he didn't have the cassava soup today? Could it be that he died so quickly and was refreshed at the latest resurrection point?

The black-haired beta has already taken the second step.

His eyes moved around hesitantly until he was dazzled by the bright halo on Beta's finger. Feng Wen's already chaotic brain completely shut down for a second.

The next second, the rich, cold mint scent completely enveloped the person and pulled him into his arms without hesitation.

There was another rough thud.

The manager, who hadn't been able to walk far, stopped and prayed silently: Amen.

…

Shen Che's plan was simple.

There was no possibility of any photographic surveillance equipment either inside or outside Winton Manor. He had never considered tampering with such a place, so he found two black-haired and white-skinned ducks to act as human recorders, thinking that they would be great for either third-rate news or as a weapon to poke holes in people's hearts.

If he can't have it, then he shouldn't have it either. If everyone is equally bad, or Feng Wen is even worse, then isn't it still the same hell? Since it's all hell, who cares if you're in the Unending Hell or the Youzeng Hell? If we can't tell good from bad, we can just be unhappy together.

Xie Zhizhi didn't even raise an eyebrow after hearing this. He just said, "Ah, you don't have a POS machine? That's quite unprofessional. Send me your bank card number."

After sending the two little ducks away, Xie Zhizhi moved his eyes away from the freshly baked running water and stared at the closed door, thinking to himself, Feng Wen, you are too unpopular. How come you are only worth five zeros?

He kicked the door just to vent his anger. Xie Zhizhi was definitely not in a good mood at the moment.

The second kick made him feel even worse. How dare Feng Wen not open the door for him? How dare he?

The third leg——

The third step is to brake in time.

Xie Zhizhi raised his lips coldly, looking at the half-obscure face of the alpha through the crack of the door, his mood subtly improved a little because of the unfinished sentence "Get out of here".

Feng Wen wasn't in a normal state, Xie Zhizhi knew it. The minty scent wafting out from the crack in the door was so concentrated that even a Beta like him could easily detect it.

But he was still angry and had bad intentions. Even though he knew what the other party meant, he still said coldly, "I'm leaving?" and turned away.

It's just for fun, how can I really leave?

At two seconds, an arm was suddenly wrapped around his waist. Xie Zhizhi even smiled silently, and obediently let go of his strength and was led into the room. He even had the mood to close the door in the middle.

The breaths, hotter and wetter than usual, were on my neck. The alpha who was hugging me tightly had a very high body temperature.

When the hand carrying the chill of the autumn night gently touched Feng Wen's forehead, Xie Zhizhi's first reaction was: "As expected of an alpha, he's incredibly durable."

It's hard to tell from his tone whether it's jealousy or heartache that's more of a factor.

The mint pheromones in the air were so thick that they almost created a cool breeze in one's respiratory tract. The familiar kiss did not immediately land on any part of the body - there was obviously not much shrewdness left in those smoky gray eyes, and even the expression had a trance-like blankness.

"sweetheart?"

The big hand clasped his chin lightly, neither too hard nor too soft. Feng Wen lifted his face up and squinted his eyes as if to confirm.

Xie Zhizhi smiled very briefly, thinking that it was quite cute that Alpha wasn't very smart sometimes, trying to figure things out but not really understanding them.

Xie Zhizhi shoved the black card into the other person's hand and said slowly, "You've finally fallen for being tricked by Chen Che."

A word awakened the dreamer, and eager kisses came down like a tide. The originally light-colored lips were bitten and sucked repeatedly, gradually showing a red blush of excitement.

When they separated again, Xie Zhizhi was the rare one who remained calm and composed. He hooked one hand around the other's neck and tapped the card twice with the other hand. "Your card, go back and settle the score. Aren't alphas' five senses very powerful? Do you want to smell the room carefully and see how scary it is? What are you going to do?"

What else could he do? After being bitten, Feng Wen finally regained some clarity of mind.

He pushed the person onto the big bed very naturally and turned off the screen of the mobile phone on the bed without making a sound - the genius on the screen was still chatting with Feng Nayun, and the bubbles on both sides were coming and going. It was not difficult to see that the mental state of both sides was actually pretty good.

——Optional.

Forced to fall onto the overly soft bed, Xie Zhizhi raised his eyes and saw Feng Wen staring at him intently with hazy eyes.

After a few seconds, the alpha leaned over and easily spit out four obscene and sticky words in his ear: "Want to do it, sweetheart."

…

To do or not to do, that is the question.

The ambiguous lighting set the atmosphere just right, but Xie Zhizhi heard himself say slowly, "But it seems like sex isn't going to solve this problem. Your pheromones are so messy. Do you think Chen Che fed you some cheap aphrodisiac? I'm a beta, Feng Wen. I don't have glands, let alone pheromones."

He spoke very logically and, to be fair, it was a very objective explanation.

While waiting for a response, his trouser legs were gently lifted up, and large hands kneaded his calves playfully. Xie Zhizhi saw Feng Wen tilt his head as if understanding, then licked his lower lip, and asked back out of context in a very simple tone without any temptation:

"Glands? Pheromones?"

Then came the sentence: "I have it, thank you for knowing it." It was like a stone falling into water.

The distance between them kept closing. Feng Wen leaned over to the side of his face and gently rubbed the soft flesh of his chin with his canine teeth, and asked, "Do you want to try biting me?"

The tender and moist tone seemed like the beginning of a trap. Xie Zhizhi was even confused for a moment, trying to understand what the phrase "Do you want to try biting me" meant.

But it wasn't that he didn't understand, but because he understood it too clearly, he was so frightened by the trap that he felt dizzy.

He squeezed out a sentence with difficulty from between his teeth: "I... don't have pheromones, what are you biting..."

Feng Wen's ability to interpret things out of context remained unwavering. While licking his chin, he said, "It's okay, sweetheart. I have pheromones, plenty of them."

"Wouldn't it be possible to smell it more clearly if I got closer?"

The neck deliberately displayed in front of the eyes carries a strong suggestive meaning.

"You can bite through me with just a little more force."

In order to show his glandular alpha, he had to turn his head and look at her with a squinting eye, saying seductively: "Sweetheart, do you want to mark me?"

So subtle.

He is a beta, and from any perspective he should not have the desire to gnaw on any gland that only appears after the second differentiation.

But Xie Zhizhi still swallowed for no reason.

But is biting an alpha a good thing? A beta biting an alpha's gland doesn't mark it, and if you take it to the hospital, the surgeon will objectively determine it's a bite. There's no other way around it.

Xie Zhizhi's eyes flickered: "No."

But the alpha kept pestering: "Know it, mark me."

"sweetheart--"

“…” The electric current rushed through the spine at high speed.

The alpha came over and kissed him, biting his lower lip for a long time, his eyes fixed on him, and he said word by word:

"We won't do it, but I want you to bite me. I will go to the 120 ambulance with your bite marks on my body."

My heart was beating like a drum and my brain went blank for a moment.

When Xie Zhizhi reacted, he found that he had bitten the soft back of the neck. His expression was blank, but he felt that all his pores were standing up and singing praises.

He licked it subconsciously with the tip of his tongue, and felt the person under his lips tremble slightly. Then a triumphant chuckle escaped from his throat uncontrollably. Xie Zhizhi inserted his five fingers into Feng Wen's hair and pulled him down viciously.

Under the light, Beta supported the bed with his right hand, raised his waist and tilted his head, and used his overly round and blunt teeth to rub back and forth on Alpha's neck. Apart from the mint taste that was enough to drown him, there was only the fishy and sweet blood flowing out of his mouth, which he sucked and swallowed without any scruples.

"You will take responsibility for me, sweetheart."

Xie Zhizhi felt that this was a kind of deception.

He bit and rubbed the soft flesh again and again in revenge, forgetting Feng Wen's half-pleasure, half-pain gasps, and rolled his tongue over the blood bead with lingering desire.

Until Feng Wen laughed out loud.

Xie Zhizhi relaxed his mouth, raised his eyes, and saw the obvious smile on Feng Wen's face.

"..." Xie Zhizhi turned his face away and commented with a trembling tone, "You are an M, right?"

Something wet dripped down.

Xie Zhizhi's eyes followed subconsciously, and fixed on the spot where scarlet blood slowly flowed down the alpha's neck.

"It hurts so much." Feng Wen sighed.

Feng Wen leaned down, and Xie Zhizhi felt his face slightly hot, and then he saw a spot of scarlet appear under Feng Wen's beautiful M-shaped lips.

"You can call 911 now, sweetheart. I'm ready for medical treatment."

The scarlet blood was easily taken away by the tip of the tongue as the lips and teeth opened and closed.

“…”

Xie Zhizhi felt complicated and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Supporting himself on the bed with his elbows, Xie Zhizhi raised his body again and tried to lick the lips where the scarlet had disappeared without a trace.

As if that wasn't enough, he bit it, swallowed it, and sucked it like he was playing.

"Stop pretending..." Xie Zhizhi felt like his brain was about to faint and suffocate. "You have such a lascivious expression. Why do you keep acting endlessly? Can you turn down the air conditioner? I'm so hot."

His hand reached down tremblingly and touched the wet fabric.

"Is it that cool? It's been jumping all the time. I haven't done anything yet, but why do I feel like you're going to take a picture soon?"

The wet kiss followed relentlessly.

The alpha panted rapidly against his lips: "It's because you were so unruly. I'm sorry, sweetheart. I will behave better from the second time on."

Xie Zhizhi sneered and rubbed the sticky liquid on the alpha's groin.

#

Two days passed in a flash.

The wooden door that had been closed for a long time reopened, and the handsome alpha walked out with a satisfied look on his face.

In order to block out the light, Alpha wrapped the sleeping young man tightly with his suit jacket, held him horizontally in his arms, and walked out.

Winton Manor is a private reservation system. Even if you meet a waiter along the way, he is very tactful and will not disturb you. The handsome alpha walked smoothly through the corridor and into the foyer.

But the originally even footsteps suddenly stopped after a few steps. Alpha looked slightly surprised, as if he was surprised to meet an acquaintance here two days later.

"Shen Che."

There was no noticeable fluctuation in Feng Wen's tone.

The blond alpha who was named looked quite good. He stood up from the chair lightly, took a few steps forward, and said in a lively tone: "Brother, do you like the gift I prepared for you?"

"Gift?"

Hearing this, Feng Wen seemed to lick the two words between his lips and teeth, his eyes slid down thoughtfully, and finally fell on the person in his arms.

Shen Che then naturally looked over there—

The "gift" held in his arms had its face carefully concealed by the suit, revealing only some pure black hair - ah, as expected. Shen Che's mood suddenly rose, and it was incredibly good.

Until the pair of golden pupils moved down inadvertently and caught a familiar bright light on a certain white finger bone, and suddenly shrank as if burned.

How could that be?

How is that possible?

"How rude." Feng Wen raised his eyes coldly, "If you're still calling me brother, you should call me sister-in-law, Shen Che."

"You're not going to scream? This should be the last time."

“Uncle Shen must be very busy these two days, you’d better go home early.”

#

Xie Zhizhi was completely unaware of his chance encounter with Chen Che before leaving Winton Manor.

Feng Wen carried him all the way to the Aston Martin. Halfway through, he saw him slowly regain consciousness. He poked the bite mark on his neck with his fingertips and asked him, "Sweetheart, what do you say? I tattoo this before it falls off?"

Xie Zhizhi slapped the inexplicably broken mouth with a completely intimidating slap, and cursed him hoarsely, "It's okay to have a gland tattoo, but you also have a bite mark. What's the difference between that and a succubus tattoo?"

Feng Wen exclaimed, "What is the succubus pattern? I want to see it."

After browsing the Internet for a while, his face darkened for a moment, and then he asked seriously, "Don't you like this better?"

“…”

After doing it for two days in a row, Xie Zhizhi felt dizzy when he heard this question. He said coldly: "No tattoos are allowed." He closed his eyes again.

The tail of autumn passed quickly, and by the time Xie Zhizhi came to his senses, winter had already arrived.

It's rare for it to snow in the city, and this year it didn't snow as expected. The weather was just dry, as if it wanted to suck out the moisture from the skin and then crush it into pieces. Xie Zhizhi had no choice but to drink more water every day, and also asked a certain unconscious alpha to drink more water as well.

The University of Texas at Austin also has final exams. Since Xie Zhizhi had taken too many days off this semester, he studied seriously for a while and finally did well in the exams.

It was a rare day off, so the two of them played around at their own pace. Feng Wen would still ask him from time to time: "Sweetheart, when are we getting engaged?"

Every time this happened, Xie Zhizhi would look at the back of Feng Wen's neck. The mark there had become very faint. It seemed that as the mark faded, Alpha's frequency of questioning was also steadily increasing. So he subconsciously changed his words from "I don't know." to "Soon."

When will it be almost time?

Not very clear.

This kind of agreement without a date was like a blank check. As time went by, many blank checks like this were issued. Feng Wen accepted them all, thinking that at least it was progress.

What was Xie Zhizhi thinking about? Feng Wen thought of that "hole" again. He cursed the damned Shen Che tens of thousands of times but still couldn't get rid of his anger. Finally, he called Feng Nayun and said, "Okay, Dad, what are you thinking about? You can tolerate it even if it happens to your son?"

But after spending a long time, I still have no idea how to fix it. Maybe everyone is an isolated island, and we have to try our best to find a link to connect the two islands. It is good enough if we can understand it roughly after exploration and thinking. We cannot expect to understand everything.

Normally people should stay at home on New Year's Eve, but Feng Wen finally chose to trick Xie Zhizhi out and drove all the way to a private hot spring. Xie Zhizhi squinted his eyes and soaked in the hot spring without moving, looking very well-behaved. Even his eyelashes were moistened by the water vapor.

So Feng Wen thought about the question from the neighboring literature school in a rare and precious way - what is love?

He raised his hand and rubbed Xie Zhizhi's wet cheek. The words "Sweetheart, when will we get engaged?" that were about to come out of his throat were swallowed back by himself, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of hot air.

"Don't be anxious, sweetheart." Feng Wen said this at the end without any context.

Xie Zhizhi half-opened his eyelids, not quite understanding this sweet remark without any context: "Huh? Who's anxious?"

Feng Wen leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, then said slowly, "Oh, I'm anxious."

He was indeed in a hurry.

Looking up from the open-air hot spring, one could see a vast expanse of starry sky. Feng Wen lazily hugged Xie Zhizhi and looked at the starry sky for a long time, his fingertips occasionally circling the ends of Xie Zhizhi's pure black hair.

At a moment when the stars were twinkling in the night, Feng Wen leaned close to Xie Zhizhi's ear and asked him softly: "Do you care about what Chen Che said to Jiang Bin before?"

The warm air began to cool down as Xie Zhizhi pursed his lips, and Feng Wen let out an almost undetectable sigh.

Xie Zhizhi then turned to look at him and said seriously, "I can't help but care."

People always say things that sound nice, but in reality, it's impossible to have the best of both worlds. Choosing the one that seems better is actually going against your conscience.

Everyone has their own worries, and as long as worries exist, there is no way to measure them. A page of arithmetic problems for a three-year-old child is also a worry. Xie Zhizhi's worry is why he can't rely on himself to find a best of both worlds solution, to shut Song Huanqing up and cancel an engagement that he doesn't like at the same time?

But now that things have come to this, there is no turning back. Let's just waste some time on internal conflict. Although escaping is shameful, it is still quite useful.

Xie Zhizhi leaned against the hot spring and noticed that the alpha smiled and lifted his earlobe, commenting on him: "You're asking for trouble."

"Sweetheart, not all problems can be solved immediately. You need to give yourself time to accumulate capital. You see, I have no choice but to ask Feng Nayun for help when I meet Chen Che."

Xie Zhizhi chuckled, glanced sideways and said slowly: "Oh, you say I'm taking advantage of others' power?"

Feng Wen slammed his fist, then went over and hugged him. "It's obvious that I'm relying on your power, sweetheart. Do you know that getting you is even more gratifying than the RB17 I received as a New Year's gift when I was eighteen?"

"rb17?"

Xie Zhizhi was not very clear about the intention of rb17 appearing here. Just like what was just said, everyone is an island. Only Feng Wen knew the meaning of this sentence, which might require some context to understand.

On his eighteenth birthday, his favorite Red Bull RB17 finally ended up in Chen Che's pocket, but fortunately, Xie Zhizhi was actually by his side this year. This alone was something to be proud of. The former was limited to 50, but the latter was only one in the world. This showed that Xie Zhizhi was at least fifty levels more authoritative.

The city's fireworks ban doesn't make sense around here.

When the clock struck midnight, light and fire shot up into the sky, burning to the highest point and exploding into many light points along with the stars. The dazzling fireworks were so warm that they seemed to capture the whole world.

Feng Wen kissed the corner of Xie Zhizhi's lips and whispered, "Don't worry about RB17. Let's make an appointment with you to spend New Year's together next year."

Time passed quickly and I said the same thing five times.

The black-haired beta's name changed from Young Master Xie to Little President Xie and then to President Xie. The only thing that remained unchanged was that this alpha, who looked very noble and refined, would always take off his President Feng vest at 6 pm to punch in and be a "driver".

The company's employees have long been accustomed to this and tacitly assume that this is their President Xie's partner. After all, who else would dare to call her sweetheart?

——Wow, although Mr. Xie is very handsome, when he scolds people, his eyebrows droop and his aura is very intimidating, not like a sweetheart at all.

No one saw that after the special elevator closed, President Xie immediately shed his CEO skin, kissed the corner of Alpha's lips and said, "Tomorrow, calmly come and pick me up early from get off work. I'm exhausted and I don't want to do this anymore."

It's impossible not to do it, so I can only come half an hour early to steal the person, which is reasonable.

When it was the sixth time they were about to say "Let's make an appointment to spend New Year's together next year", they finally got too lazy to run around and stayed at home watching a movie.

The New Year’s bell rang, and the agreement seemed like a fixed procedure every year, but this year Xie Zhizhi was a little speechless.

They went to bed too early after watching the movie. When the alarm rang, Feng Wen woke up as if from a dream and lay on him, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Hahahaha, sweetheart, when are we getting engaged?"

I waited for a long time but didn’t get the words “it’s almost there”.

Xie Zhizhi tutted and stepped on the alpha's shoulder to create a safe distance. He fumbled in the bedside table and finally found the ring he had ordered before the New Year. He put them on the alpha's and his ring finger and said, "Do you have any misunderstanding about the steps of the proposal? Why did you insist on placing an order?"

Feng Wen looked at the ring on his hand and then at Xie Zhizhi's face, and was silent for a moment.

"Sweetheart, please don't do this at this time. It's so abrupt for both the bed and me."

Xie Zhizhi curled his lips: "Who made you suddenly decide to stay at home this year?"

Feng Wen: ...

In short, Harry Winston finally has a legitimate reason to retire.

Feng Wen felt that he was slow, so after the spring heating season came, he finished his work and forcibly stole Xie Zhizhi from the company onto the yacht.

Blue sky, white clouds, and vast blue waves.

Xie Zhizhi narrowed his eyes and felt the sea breeze blowing as he noticed Feng Wen lowering his head and kissing him tenderly between the eyebrows.

"Sweetheart, can we make appointments unnecessary from now on?"