Chapter 42 Chapter 42 The tip of the tongue hooked on that Harry...
When the news of the broken engagement came, Xie Zhizhi was eating a Cassava Grand Slam from XJ.
To be precise, it cannot be said to be "news of broken engagement."
The report said that Young Master Shen had to mark a little-known omega due to pheromone disorder. This omega took care of him in the ward for half a month without taking off his clothes, and he seemed to be very loyal to him. When he appeared outside the hospital again, he was soaked from head to toe in Young Master Shen's wood pheromones.
After digging deeper, they discovered that this wasn't just some temporary, highly compatible humanoid inhibitor. The two had been dating for a while at Deland University, and it was well known to everyone. So it made sense for them to sacrifice themselves for love now. But what about Mr. Shen's fiancée?
After reading this quickly, someone sneered and bit off a piece of glutinous taro ball from his spoon. Xie Zhizhi had no choice but to drink the remaining sweet milk in the porcelain spoon, blinking his eyes and asking him in a pretentious manner what to do.
Feng Wen leaned over and read to him slowly, "We can't really do it without a marriage certificate. What era is this? Arranged marriages are no longer popular, sweetheart."
So in the end, it was still Chen Siduo who was in the wrong. After all, from the outside, Chen Che was the one who refused to accept the engagement from the beginning to the end and even challenged it with his own body. Now he had no right or capital to complain.
But Wen Xuyan's arrival was too coincidental. Shen Siduo, who had spent most of his life scheming against others, had a hunch that something was amiss; he felt it was a trap. But in a hurry, with no choice, he had originally planned to use him as a "suppressant" and then quietly settle the matter privately. But Wen Xuyan was more dishonest than he had expected.
This seemingly weak little omega with bite marks on his face walked around outside in a dignified manner, and without saying a word, he confirmed the fact that "we are indeed having an affair"... He had no choice but to hold his nose and clean up the mess for his son.
In the end, he found himself in the wrong no matter how he looked at it, so he shamelessly went to the Xie family to discuss how to cover up the matter.
Xie Zhizhi laughed at the final serious official statement, but the second taro ball he had just picked up from the spoon was snatched away again. He glanced coldly to the side and said, "Congratulations, you don't have to be a mistress secretly anymore. Do you want to express your gratitude?"
"Okay." Feng Wen accepted this well, licked the sweet milk stains on the corner of his lips and said with a smile, "I've come this far thanks to my own ability. I deserve to be able to seduce you."
Xie Zhizhi's eyes flickered in amazement.
That mouth still won't stop:
"Chen Che's exit with his tail between his legs shows that the marriage certificate is still quite authoritative. If I had tricked you into giving it to you earlier, the divorce would at least leave a certificate of second marriage on your resume... Ah, speaking of which, it's neither too early nor too late now. Honey, are you free after dinner? I want to take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau on the way."
Of course I didn’t go in the end.
Feng Wen then realized that the Civil Affairs Bureau was closed on weekends, and then he briefly questioned Xie Zhizhi on how he knew this.
"What do you mean, sweetheart? You don't know anything about physiology class, but how come you know the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed on weekends?"
Xie Zhizhi: “…”
Oh, that's hard to explain.
After finishing their afternoon tea, the two sat for a while. Seeing that the appointment time was almost up, Feng Wen pulled him out and got into the Maybach to head to the Central Hospital.
The concentration of pheromones that permeated the outside of the manor that day was indeed too high, otherwise Xie Zhizhi would not have touched the neck ring after feeling the pain and even had a fever that night.
Just as Feng Wen said, he had gone to the hospital so many times that month that he had some PTSD. He took some paracetamol in the hope that he would get better.
In fact, I felt something was not right.
Later, Feng Wen helped him check the skin at the "gland" location. It was not swollen or red like the first time he had an allergy. It looked and felt normal.
But Xie Zhizhi always had a low-grade fever intermittently.
Feng Wen therefore concluded that there should be no necessary connection between apples and doctors.
The third time I noticed something was wrong was last night.
Xie Zhizhi was lying on the bed, still gasping for breath, when a cold, thin stick was inserted into his mouth.
There were still tears in his eyes, and he subconsciously licked the foreign object. When he realized that it was that damn mercury thermometer again, he smacked his tongue in dissatisfaction.
"I don't even feel like I have a fever, so why are you diagnosing me first? I think you're as amateur as this thermometer—can't you use a thermometer gun? Stop bothering me, I want to sleep."
This is probably what it means to be afraid of illness and avoid seeing a doctor. In short, one must pretend to want to pull it out.
Xie Zhizhi's brain went blank for a moment when the alpha's fingers entered his wet mouth.
The tongue was forcefully pressed down, and even the struggling waist was restrained by the legs.
Feng Wen lowered his gaze and chuckled nonchalantly, "Sweetheart, although I like that you get hot when you have a fever, it's really not okay to hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor."
Xie Zhizhi was slurring his words as he held his finger in his mouth: "Take... out."
Ignoring the harmless glare, Feng Wen smiled: "I don't understand. Your pronunciation is terrible. Just keep it in your mouth."
So the alpha's finger stayed in the mouth for as long as the mercury thermometer was inserted.
During the five minutes that felt extremely long, Alpha's other free hand was even slowly operating his mobile phone, replying to some text messages that were not strictly required.
Until the thermometer and your finger are completely wet, and when you pull them out, a long transparent water-colored line is left.
The lower lip was rubbed hard.
Feng Wen rubbed the liquid on his chin, squinting his eyes and commenting slowly.
"You drool so much, sweetheart."
“…”
Xie Zhizhi was so angry that he grabbed the quilt beside him and buried his head in it, shaking with anger.
"37.8." The amateur doctor made a judgment. "I'll register you first."
When diagnosed with a low-grade fever for the third time, Xie Zhizhi buried himself in the quilt, cosplaying as an ostrich, and gave up resistance and argument.
"Nine in the morning?"
Xie Zhizhi said nothing.
Feng Wen laughed, and tried to dig it out but couldn't. He thought to himself that he was indeed a strong boxer.
So when Xie Zhizhi realized something was wrong and wanted to end the unilateral cold war, it was already too late.
The wet touch across the back of his hand made him shudder suddenly, and his already stifled breathing became even more irregular.
His right hand, which was forced to relax, was pulled up. Xie Zhizhi finally struggled out from the quilt, his pure black eyelashes trembling like a butterfly flapping its wings.
The alpha knelt on his waist, licking and probing through his fingers with the tip of his crimson tongue, and their eye contact finally came belatedly.
The emotion of teasing was obvious in the smoky gray eyes. As Feng Wen tilted his head, his wet red mouth swallowed Beta's fingers inch by inch, and that clear emotion became more prominent in a very devious way.
The problem is he's still wearing the ring.
“…Stop licking.”
Feng Wen was very narrow-minded and followed suit without saying a word.
The diamond ring was licked gently, and Xie Zhizhi heard a buzzing sound in his brain.
The teeth with obvious touch bit through the flesh as if measuring the depth, and finally loosely grasped it, taking the dazzling Harry Winston away tremblingly.
The wet diamond ring hooked on the tip of her rosy tongue. Xie Zhizhi was silent for a few seconds, then asked seriously, "Where's my phone?"
Feng Wen was puzzled and snorted, "Hmm?"
The phone that was casually thrown on the bedside was picked up. Xie Zhizhi opened the camera without any burden and zoomed in to 1.7x: "Can't you spit out a little more? It will feel very erotic."
“…”
The alpha smiled and did as he was told.
The wet Harry Winston finally returned to Xie Zhizhi's hands.
When he was taken to the bathroom to wash his hands, Xie Zhizhi was still swiping his phone and commenting: "I like this one more. If you post it on the forum, you will be ruined."
Feng Wen didn't take it seriously: "You said the same thing last time."
Warm water swished over his fingers. Xie Zhizhi looked up blankly, unable to remember: "When was the last time?"
"That time when you were susceptible to it and gritted your teeth and planned to use your hands, you almost succeeded."
Suddenly I realized.
What's so sudden about it?
Xie Zhizhi struggled to put together a ten-minute photo album, eventually creating a privacy lock. Then he got back to the point: "Not at nine in the morning, I can't get up. Do you have time in the afternoon?"
Feng Wen took a look and finally decided on 3:30 in the afternoon, which was just in time for him to go to X Ji to have some sweet soup.
However, the idea that eating sweets can make you feel better is a false proposition in front of hospitals.
In short, Xie Zhizhi's expression at the hospital entrance became more gloomy as he walked closer.
After all, every time he came to the hospital, he had to hang three bags of water, and after several hours of hanging, his hands and feet were cold.
This unpleasant mood continued until the two of them entered the clinic.
When he opened the door, he saw the familiar omega doctor typing intently on the keyboard. The moment he recognized his face, Xie Zhizhi paused slightly and recalled some subtle memories.
What a coincidence! He just happened to meet the same doctor who treated his pheromone allergy for the first time.
Xie Zhizhi sat down obediently, secretly praying that the Omega doctor would be too busy to remember things.
The omega doctor turned his head, exclaimed, and said in understanding, "It's you again."
Xie Zhizhi blinked and thought, it’s over.
Ask, answer, and conduct inspections.
When he got the examination report and went into the clinic to hand it in, the doctor's sharp eyes flashed across at him fiercely, and Feng Wen thought it was an illusion.
Xie Zhizhi lowered his head, listening to the Omega doctor's angry scolding: "What's going on? He released such a high concentration of pheromones at you even with a suppression collar on?! This is intentional harm!!"
Xie Zhizhi felt that the scene was familiar and tried to explain: "Doctor, it's not true..."
"What's not?!" The omega doctor slammed the table and pointed at the frowning alpha standing beside him. "You, get out first!"
Feng Wen was puzzled but did as he was told.
As the door lock snapped shut, the kind-hearted omega doctor, in an attempt to wake up the poor little B, advised him: "Why haven't you broken up with him yet?!"
"?"
The door to the clinic clicked open again. Xie Zhizhi turned around, and Feng Wen said with a half-smile, "Excuse me, but...did I hear wrongly, doctor?"
The tall and handsome alpha stood at the door. Although he looked polite and easy to talk to, he was indeed intimidating.
Xie Zhi subconsciously licked his lips.
"Sweetheart?" Feng Wen tilted his head slightly. "What's going on?"
…
When Xie Zhizhi came out of the hospital again, he rarely acted like a sweetheart.
Feng Wen was holding a bag of newly opened internal medicine in his hand. He readily accepted the black-haired beta's blushing kiss, as if he didn't care about the long series of misunderstandings he had just learned about.
Sitting in the back seat of the Maybach, Feng Wen even asked him, "Do you want to watch a movie in the theater after dinner?"
It’s a very thoughtful arrangement, there’s nothing to disagree with.
Xie Zhizhi thought for a moment and said, "Look."
"What are you looking at? Um... Titanic?"
Xie Zhizhi was speechless: "Haven't you seen it? And Titanic? I want to watch a horror movie."
Feng Wen had no objection and chuckled in agreement: "Yeah, a horror movie."
At 8pm, everything was fine.
The projector turned on, the air conditioner was slightly turned up, the lights were turned off, and the bloody title of the movie slowly appeared on the screen. Xie Zhizhi was concentrating intently.
The film was a selected film that had been coded long ago, and as expected, there were no disappointments. The black-haired beta was quite courageous, and during the exciting parts he only bit his lip and frowned. At most, he was frightened to the point of shaking unconsciously, but his eyes were still wide open.
Feng Wen propped up his chin and looked at it for a while, then said softly, "I'll cut some fruit for you."
Xie Zhizhi didn't even turn his head: "Oh."
Feng Wen raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked out.
At the climax, a female ghost with bloody holes on her face suddenly appeared with a thrilling atmosphere of BGM. The black-haired beta's eyes flashed subconsciously and he clenched his hands tightly.
Click.
"?"
Xie Zhizhi was horrified.
After a few seconds, he realized something was wrong and lowered his head in confusion.
Silver handcuffs inlaid with a circle of pure white plush tightly fastened its wrist bones to the seat. Under the dim light, the alpha, who had opened his legs and knelt on the ground at some point, raised his face and smiled maliciously, his eyes shining like stars.
Digging his teeth into the zipper of his jeans, Feng Wen scoffed, "I said I wanted to watch Titanic, sweetheart."
“…”
Before the movie ended, the clanging sound of people struggling could be heard in the studio.
Beta voice cried: "I want to watch Titanic, I can't get into it like this."
Alpha sighed: "Too bad, now is not the time for flirting."
Revenge is inevitable.
Xie Zhizhi had no idea what the second half of the plot was about.
He only knew that during a certain terrifying scream, he bit Feng Wen's hand fiercely, and whispered "surrender" with tears in his eyes:
"My hands are so painful..."
Probably giving in.
There were bite marks and bleeding marks on his forearm. Feng Wen said, "I should have taken you to get the rabies vaccine at that time. They say the incubation period is very long, and it turns out to be true. You should go to the hospital for a booster shot tomorrow." He finally helped him unlock the handcuffs.
It was rare for Xie Zhizhi to cry so hard.
After hugging the alpha's neck and being coaxed for a long time, the beta finally calmed down his breathing.
At the end of the movie, he said viciously:
"I want to play next time too."
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