Chapter 18 Chapter 18 “Oh—oh no, sweetheart. …
pain.
Dizziness.
The above are Xie Zhizhi’s only two feelings.
So he lay limply in Feng Wen's arms without a second thought. As for where to go or what would happen next, he didn't consider it at all, or rather - he simply didn't have the energy to think about it.
He could only bury himself in the alpha's shoulder socket like a kitten, with the tip of his nose gently poking the skin of the other's neck, thinking that no one noticed, but in fact he was too greedily sniffing the other's mint tobacco scent, which theoretically had no calming or pain-relieving effect at all.
Because this smell makes him feel safe.
Every time you smell this scent, it means safety.
So when the person beneath him jolted slightly as they descended the stairs, he frowned uncomfortably, feeling the pain in his body throb with such a jolt, as if his bones were about to fall apart. To address this, he subconsciously tightened his arms around the person's neck, burying his face deeper and deeper.
It can’t get any deeper.
He had no idea how far this behavior went.
The tall and handsome alpha is the focus wherever he goes.
Under the gazes of many people on the first floor of Shanghuan who were looking at him with interest, this imposing alpha held the butt of his extremely clingy "lover" firmly with one hand, and with the other hand he swiped and tapped quickly on his mobile phone, as if he was sending a text message.
After a few seconds, he seemed to be unable to bear the person sticking to him, so he stuffed his phone into his pocket, supported the other person's jaw with his palm, pressed his thumb on the edge of the lower lip, and gently and without resistance pushed the person away from his neck.
Thus the face of this insatiable "lover" was revealed.
He was a handsome beta.
I don’t know if it’s because my tear glands are overdeveloped, but half of my face is wet at this moment. Because my attempt at kissing was rejected, my half-closed, unfocused eyes blinked slowly, and in an instant, a big tear squeezed out, which fell on the alpha’s collarbone.
"I know you're in pain." said the alpha.
"But you can't do that."
“…”
Loading.
"What is he farting about?" The blue-haired alpha sitting not far away wondered if he had heard it wrong.
"You've already picked someone up, and you're holding their butt with your hands. Now you're acting like a role model, right? Do you want to give him an award? Is that even possible? If not, I'll do it."
"Look at his expression. To be frank, alphas understand alphas best. He's definitely enjoying himself—"
In the above, the blue-haired alpha directly expressed the thoughts of the vast majority of people.
Unfortunately, the decibel level of the pointing and talking was not very high, and it was mixed in with the noisy ambient noise and could not successfully reach the ears of the person involved.
They could only see the fingers of the "moral role model" pressing on Beta's mouth being quickly wetted by the other party's tears, which flowed freely. Beta said something very aggrieved and sad, and the character of the "moral role model" fell apart in less than three seconds. He supported Beta's jaw with his palm and put him back into his shoulder socket, allowing the other party to do whatever he wanted.
"What are you talking about?" The blue-haired alpha was scratching his head.
But Beta's voice was so soft, like a breath, that no one could hear it except Feng Wen.
Feng Wen raised his hand and wiped the water marks on Xie Zhizhi's face. Logically, he should leave here quickly. The driver may have parked the car outside, but it is really difficult for people to be selfless.
So he gave himself five seconds to replay the scene in his mind.
Because his lower jaw was being held up, Xie Zhizhi was reluctant to use any strength at all. He unscrupulously placed all his weight on his palm. His moist lips moved up and down several times, and he uttered soft words with a sense of spiritual energy:
"Feng Wen, my chin... my chin was hit. It hurts so much..."
Is it an accusation or a way of acting coquettishly?
There is no time to distinguish.
Feng Wen put Xie Zhizhi's head back in its place, allowing the other party to sniff his neck with his nose, and even his wet lips rubbed the surrounding skin without any sense of proportion, causing a little inexplicable shudder.
If it keeps going like this, it seems pretty good.
The above is Feng Wen’s conclusion to this five-second replay, and the content is very inappropriate.
But such a dangerous idea did not last long.
He returned to the room rationally and reservedly, then he took a long step and left Shanghuan steadily with Xie Zhizhi in his arms.
The familiar black Maybach.
Practice makes perfect. The driver has become completely unfazed by the fact that his young master always picks up the same Beta from outside. He even raises the sound insulation baffle in advance with great familiarity.
His strong ability to adapt and manage himself prevented him from seeing that this time was somewhat different from the previous two times.
Previously, this black-haired beta could at least sit in his seat independently, but this time he was completely unable to tear himself away from Feng Wen.
Feng Wen had no choice but to hug the person and bend over to get into the car. He manually folded Beta's calves and let the person lie on his chest with him sitting astride his thighs.
The close proximity of their bodies allowed Feng Wen to even sense every uneasy trembling and breath of the person on top of him.
In the dark of night, such an action is not considered ostentatious at the entrance of the banquet.
No one would pay special attention to who is sitting in a pure black luxury car or what they are doing - unless that person is very familiar with the car.
Just like at this moment, Wen Xuyan walked out of the gate in a daze. His glass-like eyes first glanced around aimlessly, and suddenly his attention was attracted by a license plate number that he knew by heart. He stared straight into the car window that was never completely closed, and saw a scene that was, to some extent, very terrible -
“…”
Feng Wen seemed to sense something and tilted his head slightly, meeting the pair of shocked and prying eyes.
Staring at the other person's trembling eyes, Feng Wen did not show any discomfort. Instead, the corners of his lips slightly raised, easily forming an extremely beautiful and sharp arc.
"Shut up."
Feng Wen said this.
In order to prevent the other party from being unable to interpret his lip movements due to the distance, he clasped his left hand around Xie Zhizhi's waist and raised his right hand to make a silencing gesture. Without waiting for the other party to react or reply, the Maybach's one-way window rose at a constant speed, completely blocking the other party's sight.
…
Buzz——
Incoming call vibration sound.
Feng Wen held Xie Zhizhi in his arms and leaned lazily in the leather chair, his expression thoughtful.
His fingers were boredly playing with Xie Zhizhi's soft black hair, completely ignoring the persistent vibration in the other's pocket.
It was not until the person in his arms snorted in anger because of the noise, rubbing his head restlessly left and right, looking annoyed, that Feng Wen showed mercy, let go of the ravaged hair, and reached into the other person's pocket to take out the phone.
The phone displayed the name of "Zhang Siyi" and Feng Wen nonchalantly pressed the answer button.
“…”
This wasn't his phone, so he didn't even plan to speak first, but waited patiently for the other party to speak.
Zhang Siyi didn't hear the familiar sweet greeting, and was silent for a few seconds before asking in a worried tone, "Sweetheart, are you okay?"
sweetheart.
Feng Wen repeated it silently in his mind. It was him.
Raising his hand and putting the phone to his ear, Feng Wen lowered his eyes and looked at the uneasy expression on Xie Zhizhi's face. He said in a flat tone:
"He...can't answer the phone right now."
"We're on our way to the hospital."
This voice had just been heard not long ago, and Zhang Siyi quickly realized who was on the other side.
"Hospital?!"
Feng Wen hummed, "He had complications from pheromone allergies before. He was stimulated just now, so it must have relapsed."
Zhang Siyi had heard of this problem for the first time and was a little surprised: "Huh? Pheromone allergy? Who released pheromones into him while washing his hands?!"
Feng Wen was too lazy to explain the whole story from beginning to end: "We are already on the way to the hospital, don't worry, if you are fine, I will hang up first."
"Wait!" Zhang Siyi said hurriedly.
"If he's allergic to pheromones, aren't you an alpha? Wouldn't it be safer to call an ambulance?! Or I have a beta waiter here who can take him there."
The person in his arms seemed very uneasy. Feng Wen's hand on Xie Zhizhi's waist moved up slowly, touching the other's hair soothingly, and said slowly:
"That's not necessary."
"I won't be like a dog who can't control his pheromones."
“…”
baffling.
Across from him, Zhang Siyi crushed his cigarette butt with an annoyed look on his face.
...Damn, this alpha was so generous last time, probably because he was attracted by the sweetheart's beauty. Now he suddenly kidnapped her and said he was sending her to the hospital. It doesn't sound right or reliable, right?
He mentioned the hospital, but who knows if he kidnapped his young lead singer to a hotel?!
"How can I believe this isn't an elaborate kidnapping?"
Feng Wen asked him back, "Why should I make you believe it?"
Zhang Siyi frowned and said coldly, "I know he's the young master of the Xie family. If you don't convince me now, I'll call the Xie family and have them search the entire city for him after we hang up the phone!"
"Now." Zhang Siyi exhaled, "Tell me, what are you going to say?"
Feng Wen chuckled and didn't answer directly.
He suddenly thought of something.
"Um... sweetheart." His voice was careless.
"What is your relationship with Xie Zhizhi?"
Zhang Siyi smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. This guy was simply incomprehensible. Was this the time to talk about this?
"It has nothing to do with you. You just need to answer my question."
Feng Wen stretched out his voice, as if he was helpless: "Okay."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Wen's empty hand slowly moved up, and his warm fingertips frivolously and irresistibly lifted the face of the person in his arms. His pair of smoky-gray pupils stared at Xie Zhizhi without blinking, with unfocused, half-closed eyes. The other person looked completely tormented by the pain.
sweetheart?
He wondered if forcing him to say anything further would be too harsh and inhumane.
But this moral thought only lasted for less than a moment. Feng Wen lowered his head slightly, easily using his shadow to completely cover the person, and pressed the hands-free button with his other hand.
"Sweetheart, answer the phone." Feng Wen said slowly.
Xie Zhizhi, whose face was forcibly lifted, frowned uncomfortably, as if he felt the unusually strong force of the person who had always indulged him, and tears soon filled his eyes again.
He grumbled and moaned, unable to say anything, but instead caused Zhang Siyi on the opposite side to curse at him.
"What the fuck are you doing!"
Perhaps it was because Zhang Siyi's curses were too loud and harsh, or perhaps it was because his already broken psychological defenses made it particularly difficult to accept that he was not comforted as he had hoped. Xie Zhizhi asked in a hoarse voice under Feng Wen's gaze:
"W-what?"
Feng Wen gently stroked the side of Xie Zhizhi's face with his fingertips. "Well, Zhang Siyi said he wants to take you away. What are you going to do?"
What responded to them was a silence that felt unusually long.
The little information in the sentence seemed like a difficult puzzle for Xie Zhizhi at the moment. Whether on the phone or off the phone, the two alphas were very quiet and patiently waiting for him to say something.
"Sweetheart?" After a while, someone called him that.
Xie Zhizhi blinked blankly, not being able to tell from whose mouth the word "sweetheart" came, and he just subconsciously clenched the fabric of the clothes in his palm.
Ah...what should I do?
sweetheart?
Zhang Siyi?
Another unspeakable silence.
Xie Zhizhi licked his lips and suddenly said slowly in a barely audible yet sticky voice:
"Feng Wen..."
"I'm here." The person being called was very patient.
"Hmm..." He couldn't see anything clearly at the moment, so he instinctively rubbed his face against the other person's palm, like a cat trying to please others and get snacks.
“…Call me again.”
Feng Wen paused, then laughed abruptly.
"What?" The ending tone was slightly raised, as if it was a genuine confusion.
"sweetheart."
drop--
The phone was hung up.
Feng Wen looked at Xie Zhizhi quietly. The latter had a confused look on his face, as if he had no idea what he was talking about. This made him very curious about how much the other party would remember when he woke up, and what he would do if he remembered.
But these did not prevent his lips from curling up with pleasure at the moment, intending to cut off the last possibility of Xie Zhizhi living a "decent" life.
Under the other party's dissatisfied and silent urging, Feng Wen sent out the voice tenderly:
"sweetheart."
"Sweetheart, you're really... cute."
He tucked the man into his shoulder socket, and with his right hand, he lightly grasped the man's forearm, avoiding the wound, and looked carefully at every blue or red scar on it.
“It’s always here.”
"Again and again, layer upon layer."
Feng Wen didn't understand what he was thinking, he just felt his canine teeth itchy for no reason.
But the itchy canine teeth of an adult alpha are 200 percent an illusion.
...But it didn't matter, because the person in his arms was digging his neck with his nose without any restraint, as if trying to drill into his body. He felt that something was reviving ominously.
He stared at the red mark for a long time, then suddenly moved his arm closer and licked the inside of the other's wrist with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh—oh no, sweetheart."
You can't be a mistress, right?
He somewhat sluggishly distanced himself a little.
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