Chapter 42 Why Are You Running?
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
Why is it turned off?
Do you need to charge it?
Song Ruochen thought for a moment and grabbed the charging cable of the mobile phone connected to the plug in Jian Yuheng's hand.
Song Ruochen: "Zizi~~"
Jian Yuheng: “……?”
What's new?
【……】
【No need to charge. 】
The sound sounded strange.
Song Ruochen: "Hey, who are you?"
[I am the boss system who helps employees clean up the big baskets. ]
【The use of "Return Coin Wallet" only requires Internet access, no charging is required. 】
[The shutdown period does not affect the use of manual blocking, but it can't shout "ding dong" for you. 】
Song Ruochen: “?”
All those "ding-dong" sounds are made by the system itself.
"Then it's quite capable." Song Ruochen said, "There are people in the army who are good at ventriloquism."
[…I'm leaving. Another employee has caused a big mess in the cultivation world. I need to go and deal with it.]
[Wait for it to start up. I'm leaving now. Bye.]
【Remember to let it do the job of appeasing 0.5 users. 】
The boss system was very busy, it rolled and crawled away.
"It's not easy for you bosses either." Song Ruochen patted Jian Yuheng's head vigorously. "What does that have to do with me who just lives on salary, hahahaha."
Jian Yuheng: “:)”
"Manual blocking, 5 minutes." Song Ruochen took out a few callback coins and quickly returned to the elevator.
In the office, Jian Yuheng stretched out his hand and pressed down——
A mass of air.
"Secretary Song, do you want to be fined all your wages?" Jian Yuheng was extremely fierce.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Jian Yuheng (Hong Wen): “…”
Where are the people? It's so awkward to talk to a bunch of empty air!
The collapse of his strong sense of belief took only a moment, and Jian Yuheng knocked his head awkwardly.
He glanced at the watch on his wrist, the clock on the wall, the hourglass on the table, and the sun in the sky.
Well, it's a rollback, right?
Why is there no "ding-dong" notification sound today? Is the system broken?
"Bang, bang, bang", the office door was knocked again.
Jian Yuheng: "^皿^"
Jian Yuheng: "Please come in."
At the beginning of the main film, Song Ruochen came in wearing a black leather collar and a sweet and cool mix-and-match style of clothing. He glanced coldly at the dazzling array of snacks on the table, and then gave everyone a cold glance with a look that looked like a dog.
"Second Young Master, is there something wrong?" Song Ruochen asked.
Jian Yuheng struggled to pick up his few remaining feelings of faith.
"Secretaries are not allowed to hit partners." Jian Yuheng reminded again.
"I didn't beat him." Song Ruochen said, "Teacher Lu said he couldn't remember his lines, so I just used the stick... to gently wake up his sleeping heart."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
"The current project is progressing well, and Teacher Lu is very cooperative." Song Ruochen said, "The atmosphere on the crew is also good."
"Mr. Jian, do you have anything else to say?" Song Ruochen asked coldly.
"Yes." Jian Yuheng nodded. "The Jian family has a lot of guests for the New Year banquet. We are too busy to handle it. Secretary Song, please come and help."
Jian Yuheng: "The menu for New Year's Eve is steamed sea bass, sweet and sour spareribs, salmon, and Huadiao drunken crab..."
"It's my duty." Song Ruochen said, "The two CEOs pay me a salary. Song Ruochen works hard for the company and I won't refuse."
Jian Yuheng: " "
When it comes to acting skills and conviction, this guy is like a god.
"Oh, yes, there is one more thing." Jian Yuheng said, "The first version of the New Year's message submitted by Secretary Song was not emotionally sincere enough. I hope Secretary Song can take it seriously and submit a new one."
"Okay, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen said.
My uncle is not good enough, it seems we need to outsource it.
Song Ruochen went downstairs humming a song. As soon as he left the company, he received a message from Yan Ci -
[Yan Ci]：0.0.
[Yan Ci]; Grape, is the matter you want to ask us to do related to your pheromones?
[Song Ruochen]: The wisdom date grows on the tree of wisdom.
[Yan Ci]: I was busy at the commentary desk today and wasn't by your side, otherwise I would have noticed it a long time ago. It's only been a short while, and you're wearing that suppression collar again, this shouldn't be the case.
[Yan Ci]: Is it that the inhibitor has no effect on you?
[Song Ruochen]: Yes, I've been smelling a bit like grapes lately, like perfume with the cap off the bottle.
[Yan Ci]: Maoguai spent so much time with you today without noticing, but I could tell something was wrong at a glance. This shows that Maoguai only cares about whether you had a good time, while I am the only one who cares about whether you are tired today.
[Song Ruochen]: …
[Song Ruochen]: …………
I'm a Beta and I'm not that sensitive to pheromones.
[Yan Ci]: I'll make an appointment for tomorrow afternoon and accompany Little Putao to the hospital. Don't be afraid. There are many ways to treat genetic diseases. Don't you have an alpha with a 100% match?
[Song Ruochen]: He can't.
[Yan Ci]: 0.0. Have you tried?
[Song Ruochen]: It's not possible with this!
[Yan Ci]: 0.0. Actually, I like you and your brother more.
[Song Ruochen]：？ ？ ？
[Yan Ci] withdrew a message. The professional commentator's hand speed was so fast that Song Ruochen could only see the afterimage.
[Yan Ci]: Little Grape, I'll ask you to play games at 8 o'clock in the evening.
One family member turned off his phone, and two new family members took over. This time he was finally able to go to the hospital for a check-up, and Song Ruochen returned home with peace of mind.
The system is not here, and my mind feels a little lonely.
I don't know how the bug fixing of the main system is going.
Song Ruochen opened the "Ao~" app and downloaded the universal apology letter template given by the "leader" from the historical documents.
Dear (leave it blank) Mr./Ms.,
For some reason, this has caused you some trouble.
I express my sincere apologies and hope you can forgive me. I am willing to accept your proposed compensation plan at my discretion.
Signed by: Song Ruochen (a system user with more complete system than you)
Okay, that's about it, let's use this one, it shows sincerity.
Wait.
Song Ruochen was suddenly stunned.
This half-human was swept from all over the world. Maybe he doesn't speak the same language? He needs to learn how to say "I'm sorry" in multiple languages.
Secretary Song has worked so hard, the system will probably feel relieved when it wakes up.
However, Dazao and Maoguai asked him to play a game... The game would start in 20 minutes.
There is no other way but to make good use of the callback. Every time I callback, I can make up 40 minutes of study time. Everyone who sees this will have to say that Xiao Pu Tao is working hard.
If he had had this good system when reviewing for the final exams, he wouldn't have to stay up late to study.
Song Ruochen started learning.
-
At the same time, the Jian family, the main house.
Jian Yuheng, Jian Feng, and Yan Ci sat at the coffee table and played poker for nearly half an hour.
The Jian family was deep in thought while Yan Ci was looking at the cards in his hand with a more and more obvious smile on his face.
"Royal bomb, no more cards." Yan Ci spread his hands, "Sorry, I won another round."
"My sister-in-law is very good at playing games." Jian Yuheng praised.
"Stop playing and come have dinner." Rong Xin shouted.
"Here they are." Jian Yuheng and Jian Feng quickly got up and helped bring the dumplings to the dining table.
"Your younger brother made the dumplings and carved the dough for me." The father of the Jian family said, "The second child has flexible fingers and is very patient. He has always been good at handicrafts."
Yan Ci looked past the dumplings and stopped on the plate of noodles. The little rabbits and goldfish made from the noodles were quite cute.
Hey, there are also small grapes?
Yan Ci's gaze quickly shot to Jian Yuheng.
This time, Jian Yuheng responded with a generous smile.
"Oh, by the way, Mom." Jian Yuheng said, "The head of the Jian family was busy on New Year's Eve, and I was afraid that there would be too many people to handle it, so I asked Secretary Song to come and eat... and help out."
He looked through Song Ruochen's information and asked company employees repeatedly, and concluded that Song Ruochen seemed to have no family.
If Song Ruochen, who is so lively and loves fun, spends the New Year alone, he must be quite lonely.
"Very good, those two days were busy." Rong Xin said, "But, you two brothers should remember to give Secretary Song a raise. You two are always asking others to do the work."
Jian Feng: “Okay.”
Jian Yuheng: “…”
"Secretary Song, have you been keeping an eye on Hao Chi's projects recently?" Jian Feng asked, "Is he keeping an eye on the alpha named Lu Yunye filming?"
"Lu Yunye?" Yan Ci tilted his head, "I know him, he's quite handsome."
Jian Yuheng raised his eyelids.
Come to think of it, that young boy is also an alpha.
"It turns out that Chenchen has been busy with this recently. I was wondering why he was so slow in replying to messages these past two days." Yan Ci said.
Jian Yuheng raised his eyelids again.
"Lu Yunye, does he have a bad temper?" Jian Feng asked, "I heard from Mr. Chen that he had a big fight in the office a while ago because he was dissatisfied with the project."
"It's okay." Yan Ci said, "No one can get angry at Secretary Song's face. I think everyone who has come into contact with Secretary Song should like him very much."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
The dumplings don't have enough salt. They are quite tasteless. It's time to add some vinegar.
"Mom, this vinegar has no taste." Jian Yuheng said loudly, "Give me a new bottle."
Jian Yuheng: “……?”
The chopsticks in my hand turned into poker cards, the bench under my butt turned into a sofa, and the mother opposite me turned into a confused brother.
Yan Ci and Jian Feng each grabbed a handful of cards and looked at him in confusion with their heads tilted.
Jian Yuheng glanced at the time on his watch. Hmm... it was 20 minutes ago.
Yan Ci: "Vinegar?"
Jian Feng: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Jian Yuheng: “…”
What happened to this system? Why didn't it ding?
It's really easy to make mistakes without the prompt sound.
This makes me look crazier than grapes.
Jian Yuheng: “:(”
However, the Chinese New Year is coming soon and Song Ruochen won't be able to stay on the scene for a few more days.
What style of wedding ring does Secretary Song like?
It seems a bit early to consider it, haha.
"Brother, play your cards." Jian Feng urged, "Can't you afford 3?"
Jian Feng: “…”
-
The next afternoon, Yan Ci asked the driver to drive a handsome convertible and took away Song Ruochen and Meng Yumian.
"Why are we driving a convertible in the middle of winter?" Song Ruochen was shivering from the cold.
"Dazed chose it." Meng Yumian said, "I'm different, Secretary Song. I don't like this flashy car. It will be more comfortable to travel with me."
"You can now push your broken wheelchair and go after the car," Yan Ci said.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Song Ruochen said, "Any car that can be driven is a good car."
The car stopped in front of the city hospital, and the two family members took Song Ruochen to the examination room.
"It's good to have your family here," the doctor said. "We'll start the examination now."
Upstairs in the hospital, in the psychology department.
Jian Feng knocked on the door and pushed in Jian Yuheng.
"Brother, go see a doctor." Jian Feng said.
Jian Yuheng; “:)”
"Ah, you are the poet." The doctor recognized Jian Yuheng and smiled.
Doctor: “What’s the matter?”
"I'm not sick." said Jian Yuheng.
"Since yesterday evening, he has occasionally said things that are inappropriate to the situation," Jian Feng said, "and he keeps looking at his watch, as if he is in a hurry."
Doctor: “For example?”
"During breakfast in the morning, my father asked him what kind of omega he wanted to find in the future." Jian Feng repeated, "He said... 'I want one with good internet speed.'"
Doctor:"?"
Jian Yuheng: “…”
So, how can I explain it to you?
The main house is too big, and the internet speed is average in some places, which the little psychopath might not like, so he is thinking about changing a few routers.
At that time, he was contacting someone about the router, and the call was quickly reversed, and the call was redirected to his father's question.
It’s all Song Ruochen’s fault. The notification sound suddenly stopped.
"I'm not sick." Jian Yuheng reiterated, "I'll be fine once it's fixed."
Doctor:"……?"
"Ahhhhhhhhh..." With a scream, the hospital building shook.
Jian Yuheng returned to the clinic in a flash: "Well, I'm not sick."
"Brother, go see a doctor." Jian Feng said.
"I don't want to see it. Go by yourself." Jian Yuheng turned around and ran away.
After the New Year, drag Song Ruochen out and beat him.
Downstairs, in the pheromone testing laboratory, Song Ruochen covered his neck in shock and took several steps back.
This pheromone sampling needle is so painful when it pierces someone.
"Song Ruochen?" The nurse came over.
"Our Chenchen is here!" Yan Ci raised his hand.
"Does the test require general anesthesia?" the nurse asked. "It's actually not a problem if you're not afraid..."
"Numb!" Song Ruochen was not going to save money, "Please make me as numb as a dead pig."
Half an hour later, Yan Ci and Meng Yumian pushed Song Ruochen (numb version) out of the testing room in a wheelchair.
"The data has been collected. It will take two weeks to prepare the targeted special medicine." The doctor said, "His pheromone levels are very chaotic. If necessary during this period, use the general inhibitor first."
"Okay, thank you, doctor." Yan Ci and Meng Yumian bowed politely.
Song Ruochen: “o.-”
"This is downhill, I'll push it." He heard Meng Yumian say.
"Your body isn't in good condition. Let me do it." Yan Ci pushed Meng Yumian away.
Song Ruochen: “???”
Dajue, why don't you open your eyes and take a look at what you are pushing?
The wheelchair carrying Song Ruochen rolled down the slope, followed by Meng Yumian and Yan Ci who were chasing after him.
Song Ruochen: “…”
If you live long enough, you will encounter all kinds of things.
Jian Yuheng was hit by a wheelchair today.
"Everyone with wheels should obey traffic rules." Jian Yuheng explained patiently, "Huh?"
Song Ruochen?
The young secretary sat blankly on the chair, with a pair of extremely beautiful eyes half-closed, her forehead slightly wet with cold sweat, her lips paler than usual, a white bandage tied around her neck, and a little blood at the back of her neck.
"What's going on?" Jian Yuheng pushed the wheelchair steadily, his voice slightly cold.
"Thank you, Second Young Master." Yan Ci and Meng Yumian bowed in thanks.
"Secretary Song just underwent a test," Yan Ci said. "He hasn't regained consciousness yet after being given general anesthesia. Mao Yumian and I will push him first."
"I am Meng Yumian." said Maoguai.
Jian Yuheng's eyelids jumped: "What test?"
Is it necessary to go through so much trouble?
Yan Ci turned around and asked Meng Yumian: "Mumbling?"
Meng Yumian shook her head: "Mumble."
"Sorry, second brother." Yan Ci said, "This is Secretary Song's privacy. We have no right to tell you."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Speaking of which, a while ago, he came to this hospital for medical treatment and met Song Ruochen who was also there for treatment.
Jian Yuheng tried hard to recall the past.
At that time, he seemed to have heard two nurses chatting outside the medical examination center? They said that the patient had a genetic disease and needed to be accompanied by a family member if he wanted to undergo targeted testing?
Did Song Ruochen combine the two families to get the order? It looked unreliable.
The little secretary is stupid and pitiful.
"Jian Yuheng, idiot." Song Ruochen said.
Jian Yuheng: “Ah?”
"If you are under general anesthesia, you will tend to talk nonsense when you are about to wake up." Yan Ci said quickly, "Don't mind it, brother."
Jian Yuheng really cares about it.
The book said that targeted treatment for omega gene diseases is quite painful. Song Ruochen was so exhausted at the moment.
"Brother? Wife? Friend?" Jian Feng chased over, "Are you all here?"
"Get in the car first, it's cold outside." Jian Yuheng took off his coat, wrapped Song Ruochen around him, and pushed him steadily towards the parking lot.
"The company is my home..." Song Ruochen was still talking nonsense in the wheelchair, "The boss makes money and I spend it..."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
In Song Ruochen's confused mind, has he allocated one acre and three mu of land to him?
He had seen Song Ruochen in both the behind-the-scenes footage and the main film. Both the cold and lively versions were beautiful in their own ways, but this sickly version was the first time he had seen him.
Did she cry? Her eyelashes are still wet, and if you look closely, the tip of her nose is a little red.
So... cute.
Jian Yuheng pushed the wheelchair over a row of pebbles.
Song Ruochen: "Jian~~Yuheng...idiot."
"Brother, you stay with your wife." Jian Yuheng said, "My car is warm, I'll take him back."
"Okay, please." Jian Feng said.
Yan Ci and Meng Yumian bowed.
Jian Yuheng put away the wheelchair, closed the car door, turned the air conditioner to the highest temperature, and secured Song Ruochen in the passenger seat with the seat belt.
Song Ruochen tilted his head and frowned slightly.
There were only two of them in the small space. Jian Yuheng thought for a moment and released a little alpha pheromone.
Just comfort her.
Alpha pheromones quietly approached Song Ruochen who was sitting in the passenger seat. His face gradually turned from pale to flushed, his slightly frowned brows relaxed, and his lifeless eyes gradually opened.
Song Ruochen: “^ ^”
Jian Yuheng: “:)”
It works well, it cures all diseases.
I am very good at comforting others. After all, not every alpha can get 998 on the question bank.
Song Ruochen suddenly woke up in the car. The pain in his neck from the needle prick didn't seem so severe anymore, and his body didn't seem to be in so much pain either. He looked around, but didn't see Yan Ci and Meng Yumian. Instead, he saw Jian Yuheng driving the car.
There seemed to be a faint scent of hawthorn in the air, which mixed with the scent of the car's aromatherapy and soon disappeared.
Did he miss that taste too much?
"Secretary Song, are you feeling better?" Jian Yuheng asked.
"Yeah." Song Ruochen adjusted his hair and clothes, and asked coldly, "Why is the Second Young Master also in the hospital today?"
Speaking of the hospital, Jian Yuheng was speechless. Jian Yuheng glanced at him and uttered a sarcastic "huh" in a cold voice.
Song Ruochen: “?”
What? Did I call you into the hospital?
"Just stop by the roadside ahead." Song Ruochen said, "Thank you, Second Master. I'm home now."
He was still a little dizzy, so he held onto the car door and tried to get out, leaving behind the second young master Jian with a cold and stubborn (copycat version) back.
-
The next day, evening.
"Dear coin purse, this is a message. You haven't turned on your phone for two days. Is there something on your mind?"
"I have gradually adapted to the days without the sound of 'jingle bells', but every night, I miss you even more."
"Tomorrow I'm going to the Jane family's New Year's Eve dinner to eat and drink."
"Turn on the phone quickly and I'll chew it for you."
"Also, the villain sneered at me yesterday. Today, I'm going to pat him on the head and show him who is the father of this book."
"——Song Ruochen is waiting for you to turn on the phone."
Song Ruochen tilted his head and thought for a while, and felt that his role today should be the all-round secretary in the domineering boss's novel. After some thought, he decided to appear in his original skin.
The weather was a bit cold, so he put on a coat bought by Yan Ci over his white shirt. To match the New Year's atmosphere, he removed the bandage and fastened a big red ring around his neck.
Okay, we can go to Jian’s house to celebrate the New Year.
-
The main house of the Jian family is not small, and it meets all of Song Ruochen's fantasies about the big villa in the domineering president's novel.
When he arrived, many relatives and friends were there. He looked around but didn't see Yan Ci.
"Hello, where is the dates?" he asked the housekeeper.
The butler smiled and handed him a bag of golden dates.
"...Uh, that's not it." Song Ruochen said, "Is the Madam here?"
"Madam is on the tarmac," the butler said, "I'll take you there."
At the helipad of the main residence, Yan Ci was staring at the plane landing in amazement. On the paint on the fuselage, he and Jian Feng were holding up their marriage certificate and smiling happily.
Yan Ci covered his chest and shook several times.
"During the Spring Festival, the traffic jam was terrible and some relatives couldn't come." Rong Xin explained, "It just so happened that my family had a helicopter, so I could fly over the crowded City A and pick up a few relatives temporarily."
Jian Feng: "Fly, fly over the crowded city..."
"A lot of people are bragging about it." Rong Xin said, "I just checked the Internet and saw a lot of people posting the helicopter videos they shot."
Yan Ci and Jian Feng hugged each other tightly, neither of them willing to look up.
"My Jian Feng and Yan Ci are so loving in public and behind people's backs." Rong Xin glanced at the young couple and said cheerfully, "Let's go, the relatives are here, and our host family is preparing to have a banquet."
Song Ruochen always remembered that he was the secretary of the Jian family and was there to help them, so he helped drink a lot of drinks, eat a lot of dishes, and even helped take Rong Xin's big red envelope during the entire New Year's Eve banquet.
In the evening, in the open space outside the villa, he helped Yan Ci light fireworks, and it was almost 11pm when they finished.
"I should go back." Song Ruochen said.
"It's getting late, Secretary Song." Rong Xin said, "The Jian family has many guest rooms. You can stay overnight."
"Stay, Chenchen." Yan Ci was very happy, "We will sleep together."
"Madam, the first day of the new year is of great significance. Please enjoy it with President Jian." Song Ruochen said, "I am not in a position to disturb you."
Yan Ci: “0.0*”
"However, I have decided to stay," Song Ruochen said, "so that I can continue to serve the eldest and second young masters tomorrow morning."
You can also have a hot breakfast.
"Then my husband and I will wish you a happy new year tomorrow morning." Yan Ci opened a lollipop and handed it to Song Ruochen.
Jian Feng: “?”
Jian Feng refers to himself.
"Secretary Song, please follow me." The housekeeper of the Jian family said, "I will take you to the guest room."
"Let me do it." Jian Yuheng said, "Many guest rooms are full. I'll take him to the one on the second floor."
"Sorry to trouble you, Second Young Master." said the housekeeper.
"Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Bad Boy." Song Ruochen said vaguely while holding a lollipop in his mouth.
"Secretary Song, follow me." Jian Yuheng said.
Song Ruochen lifted his feet and followed Jian Yuheng all the way.
"You can't be partial to one person over another in your work." Jian Yuheng said, "You have to keep an eye on the project in Haochi, and you can't neglect the work I gave you. You can't run to Haochi every day and ignore the work I gave you."
Song Ruochen: "It's urgent."
Jian Yuheng: “?”
"Okay, Second Young Master, your teaching is correct." Song Ruochen said after returning to the game.
Jian Yuheng: " "
How about we fix the system? There is no way to tell whether there is a rollback or not.
There is a large guest room at the end of the corridor on the second floor, which is the largest of all the guest rooms. Jian Yuheng took Song Ruochen there.
"You'll stay here tonight. If you need anything, just ring the bell to call me," said Jian Yuheng.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
What is the butler's speech?
"I understand." Song Ruochen said.
"Behave yourself." Jian Yuheng warned, "Go take a shower now, and then go to sleep in a smooth and comfortable place."
Why is there no warning sound this time? As a result, he had to look around before saying anything today, for fear that he would say something outrageous in front of his relatives.
He was about to close the door when a hand grabbed his sleeve and pulled it.
"Second Master, give me a charging cable." Song Ruochen said, "My phone is running out of battery."
"...Wait." Jian Yuheng said, "I'll get it for you."
Jian Yuheng closed the door and went out.
Song Ruochen took off his tie, folded it and placed it beside the sofa, sat down on the sofa while humming a song, and tapped the system again.
Song Ruochen: "AI?"
【*#……@】
[Starting up——]
Can it be turned on? It looks like it's not broken.
"Which continent is the 0.5 found by the main system from?" Song Ruochen left a message.
[Startup progress 60%]
There was a knock on the bedroom door from outside.
"Come in." Song Ruochen said.
This villain is quite polite. He knocks on the door before coming in.
"I'll give you my charging cable. Remember to return it to me tomorrow morning." Jian Yuheng walked in, found a place for him to plug in the cable, and put a raspberry-flavored ice cream on the coffee table. "After you finish eating, go to sleep neatly..."
Jian Yuheng's eyes moved. There was a distinct smell of grapes in the room.
He glanced at the tea table and saw that Song Ruochen had taken off his tie and collar.
Song Ruochen: “Ah…” I forgot.
I've forgotten it. I have to go back to the past anyway, so I might as well bother the villain before going back.
The impact of the high-matching pheromones was very strong. Jian Yuheng forcibly suppressed the pheromones that were clamoring in his body. Just as he was about to leave, his sleeve was grabbed.
[Startup progress 80%]
"If you tell me to go to bed early, I'll go to bed early." Song Ruochen said, "Why should I listen to you?"
Song Ruochen raised his hands and pinched Jian Yuheng's cheeks and pulled them.
[Startup progress 90%]
"I'm on winter vacation, how much work did you assign to me? The eldest master didn't say anything, but you called me like an angel. Am I your secretary?" Song Ruochen said, "Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
I really want the smell of hawthorn, but Jian Yuheng's is colorless and odorless today, it doesn't smell good.
"The hawthorn you bought tastes terrible." Song Ruochen came closer and said, "You are fierce, but I am not afraid of you even if you are fierce."
"I think you are the best." Song Ruochen said, "You don't have a partner anyway, so I'll use you to understand what an alpha is."
As if possessed by a demon, he opened his mouth and gently bit Jian Yuheng's neck.
The refreshing hawthorn fruit flavor hit his face, sweet and sour, very helpful for digestion. Song Ruochen felt that he could eat another round.
Smells good, like it.
"Song Ruochen, biting is too much." The alpha's voice was very low, and seemed a little hoarse.
The next moment, Jian Yuheng suddenly grabbed both of his wrists, lifted his legs and hooked them, causing Song Ruochen to fall directly onto the sofa.
The world was spinning, and at that moment, Song Ruochen felt the power of the alpha for the first time. He lay on the sofa, with circles in front of his eyes.
Ahhhh, so fierce, let's roll back.
There was no "ding-dong" sound, time went back, and Song Ruochen put the collar back on.
"Song Ruochen." In the room, the alpha held an ice cream in his hand, his voice filled with anger, "An omega biting an alpha's neck, what on earth is in your head? I'm going to deduct all your wages... um, salary."
Song Ruochen: “……?”
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Song Ruochen: “…………”
Mom, mom!
No, brother, I haven't started to go crazy at this point.
Why did you bring your words to this point?
Jian Yuheng glanced at his watch: "."
Sorry.
"You..." Song Ruochen held his head in fear, "Why are you different from before?!"
Jian Yuheng: “:)”
What else can I do? Just wear it.
Jian Yuheng moved his eyes and gently placed the raspberry ice cream on the coffee table.
[…Booting progress 100%]
[Ahhh, long time no see, I missed you so much. The message from the main system came so suddenly that I was shocked.]
[Alert, alert, Little Grape, listen to me, from now on, don't provoke Jian Yuheng anymore, stay away from him.]
[The following emergency report comes from the main system's investigation report: The reason is unknown, but the half user is Jian Yuheng. ]
[There is no duplicate name. The main system has marked the range.]
Song Ruochen: "Ah...?"
[That is to say, every time you rewind, you bring him along. He has all the memories during the rewind, and he also experiences the rewind together.]
[You haven't started to provoke him today...right?]
Remember everything?
Song Ruochen: "...help."
Help.
When was he tied up?
Then... didn't Jian Yuheng remember that he had just patted his head and bit... the alpha.
Song Ruochen fell off the sofa with a thud, looked up at Jian Yuheng, and crawled back five meters using his hands, feet and butt.
"What's wrong with you, Secretary Song?" Jian Yuheng walked over step by step, "Didn't you say that I taste the best?"
"I'm sorry, sorry, private Marseille, Mian Ne..." Apologies in countless languages flashed past Song Ruochen's mouth, "Fuck, system, get out, I'm not done with you."
"Song Ruochen." Jian Yuheng took a step forward and looked down at him, "Why are you running?"
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