Chapter 55 Don't Come Over Here
Song Ruochen: “@v@”
[The "Return Coin Wallet" has been authorized to the host for personal use. 】
【@v@The temperature is too high and the machine has been shut down. 】
Jian Yuheng (Flame Rage Version) suppressed the raging desire in his heart and placed his hands on Song Ruochen's shoulders.
"Dad, why don't you go back now?" Jian Yuheng asked in a deep voice.
If he doesn't go back, even the 998 theoretical points won't be able to hold him back.
Jian Yuheng grabbed Song Ruochen, like hugging a small crooked tree, and shook him violently: "...Song Ruochen, come back to me."
Bang, crackle, ping pong, bang.
Five chocolates with liqueur filling flew out, followed by cheese biscuits, cranberry cookies, a bunch of inhibitors, a power bank, a stamp, and five bajis.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Well, after shaking it, it seems to be much lighter when I pick it up.
The grapes stretched out their vines and hesitantly slapped Jian Yuheng on the head.
"Don't shake." Song Ruochen opened his eyes due to the shaking.
"Don't be crazy." Jian Yuheng said, "It's me, Jian Yuheng, don't hit me."
The vine patted Jian Yuheng's shoulder firmly.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
:(
"...I can't get back to it." Song Ruochen said, "It's turned off."
He spoke in a soft, breathless voice, and his breathing was a little faster than usual.
Jian Yuheng (the raging flames version) is like running madly for several kilometers in the desert, and finding a little bit of sweet grape juice. Not only does it not quench his thirst, but he craves for more.
Jian Yuheng picked the person up, walked a few steps, and let Song Ruochen sit on the sofa.
Song Ruochen was not in good condition. He sat leaning back with his head tilted to one side. His hair was a little wet with sweat, and his mouth was a little more blood-colored than usual.
Jian Yuheng's gaze softened a little.
It seems that he is really in pain. Even the nervous omega is not nervous anymore.
"It's okay." He comforted, "The special medicine can't be used continuously for a short period of time, but it can solve the problem. You..."
Song Ruochen lay down, occupying the entire sofa, and then began to shake his head and tail like a fish that had fallen out of a fish tank, turning over.
Jian Yuheng was kicked several times in a row.
I'm so angry. The textbooks are too limited. They don't mention which omega's estrus period is like this.
There's nothing we can do. He caused it unintentionally and he's the only one who can solve it.
Nonsense, it was Little Grape's own fault. She came just when you were injecting the inhibitor.
You have to tell him in person about sending the message, you just want to see him.
"Shut up!" said Jian Yuheng.
Song Ruochen: "o.-?"
Song Ruochen: "Second Young Master, I feel a little uncomfortable..."
My body is as soft as grape jelly, sour, soft and without strength.
The main thing was... from the back of the neck to the whole body, waves of tingling sensations spread gradually like electric currents, burning him to the point of being a little annoyed.
"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen opened his eyes, which were full of mist, "Take a pen and paper and write down my last words."
Song Ruochen: "Leave the unfinished fruit to Yan Ci, and the unfinished snacks to Meng Yumian. Weigh them by weight, accurate to two decimal places."
"...It's okay." A pair of hands turned him over and let him lie on the sofa.
Jian Yuheng leaned over and pressed the omega, who was struggling, onto the sofa.
Song Ruochen was still muttering: "Leave the trash in the trash can to Assistant Gong, and leave the unfinished work in the computer folder to the Second Young Master...ah!"
Without warning, the Alpha leaned over, as if to crush him into a grapefruit, and then he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck.
Song Ruochen: “Ah ...
His white fingers that were pressing on the pillow suddenly tightened, and his fingertips turned slightly red from being pressed by the rough surface of the pillow.
Song Ruochen raised his hands and feet in protest.
The objection was ineffective. Jian Yuheng did not give in. Instead, he reacted very quickly and held down his hands and feet, as if he had anticipated it.
Song Ruochen blinked: "TwT"
The pain didn't last long. After a dozen seconds, the bitten spot on the back of my neck felt numb and then...it didn't seem that painful anymore?
Song Ruochen: “-w-”
Song Ruochen: “^w^”
The neurotic omega seemed to stop struggling suddenly. Jian Yuheng finally had time to stretch out a hand, wiped the tears from Song Ruochen's cheek with the back of his hand, and rubbed his cheek.
Alpha pheromones were injected little by little along the bitten gland, and Song Ruochen's breathing frequency returned to normal. At the same time, Jian Yuheng tasted the sweet flavor of grape pheromones.
The God of Grapes, everyone who has tasted it says it is good.
After regaining some consciousness, Song Ruochen vaguely realized what the two of them were doing.
Is this... a temporary marker?
Miraculously, it seemed as if some hawthorn fruit remained in his body for a while, temporarily alleviating the anxious desire in his body.
Instead, there is a deeper desire? ?
However, he was conscious enough to return to his normal state.
But the alpha's breathing rate behind him became faster. Jian Yuheng held his hands, and the hot body temperature made him shiver slightly.
The temporary marking process did not take too long, and soon, Jian Yuheng gave in.
"Second President..." Song Ruochen turned around with difficulty and suddenly saw the alpha's red eyes.
Song Ruochen: “?”
Red-eyed waist-pinching literature?
Jian Yuheng (the raging magma version) pressed him with one hand, and raised his hand to lift up the hem of his white shirt.
"Jian Yuheng..." Song Ruochen called out with difficulty.
Alpha's movements suddenly stopped, and the only sound in the air was his heavy breathing. After more than ten seconds, Jian Yuheng gradually loosened the hands that were restraining him, slowly stood up and sat down on the sofa.
"Stop making noise." Jian Yuheng said to the air, "Just shut up."
Song Ruochen: “……?”
What the hell?
It brought him a hint of coolness during the hot estrus period.
"Young master? Are you okay?" he asked.
"Don't come over." Jian Yuheng said.
After a while, the alpha picked up a bottle of A-type inhibitor from the sofa, opened the lid, and stabbed it into his own neck.
Sweat dripped down the alpha's cheeks, his tie loosened a little, and his collar was open, revealing his strong chest.
After being stimulated by the highly matching pheromones, the feeling of forced suppression was not pleasant. Jian Yuheng closed his eyes and waited for a long time before gradually suppressing the anxiety and desire in his heart.
Song Ruochen, who had just been temporarily marked, was lying on the sofa, already drowsy and asleep.
"Song Ruochen?" Jian Yuheng asked.
Song Ruochen: “Zzzz.”
Huodie was sleeping soundly, with some blush still on his cheeks, and his slightly red mouth looked better than usual.
The grape-scented pheromones in the air had dissipated a lot, and Jian Yuheng could feel that there was a little more of Song Ruochen's aura on his body, a hint of sour and sweet hawthorn, not very obvious, but its presence was evident.
Jian Yuheng: “:)”
Alpha's despicable possessiveness was temporarily satisfied.
He took a clean towel, soaked it in cold water, and gently placed it on the back of Song Ruochen's neck to wipe away the blood.
The area that had just been bitten was sensitive and fragile. Song Ruochen felt uncomfortable in his sleep and hummed softly.
"It's okay, I'll apply some medicine for you." Jian Yuheng said.
There was a very conspicuous bite mark on the Omega's snow-white neck. From the perspective of the ABO textbook, the bite was not very good and was a bit too deep, so it could only be given 70 points.
This was a critical blow to the top student.
Song Ruochen fell asleep, and he felt as if there was a hand resting behind his neck, massaging his sore glands. Gradually, the pain disappeared, and only the softness and slight numbness spread along his spine.
He fell asleep peacefully.
The next morning.
[Ding ding ding ding, the re-opening of the change package is back! ]
【Little Grape, wake up! 】
Song Ruochen slowly opened his eyes, closed them, and opened them again, and found him lying on the bed in his room.
[The host's body temperature and pheromone levels are normal, and the sudden estrus has been stabilized. 】
【Congratulations to the host for having completely passed the estrus period. 】
Song Ruochen: "Forehead..."
It doesn't seem that complete.
He raised his hand and hesitantly touched the gland behind his neck.
"Ahhh." Song Ruochen cried out.
It hurts.
[What happened? Did something happen when I turned off my phone?]
"It's okay." Song Ruochen said, "The situation is urgent. Jian Yuheng bit my neck."
【? ! 】
[Neck bite? Temporary mark?! ]
[Do you guys play such a big game in private? ]
[I really can't keep anything hot. ]
Song Ruochen: “?”
Is this your attitude of caring about the host?
"I already said it was an accident." Song Ruochen said.
【How do you feel? 】
Song Ruochen: "I don't feel anything..."
With a ticking sound, the door of the suite was swiped open, and Jian Yuheng appeared at the door with a bottle of water.
Song Ruochen: "Huh?"
It's a bit magical.
Invisibly, it seemed as if something connected him and Jian Yuheng together. Every move of the other party seemed to be tugging at his thoughts.
As if he could also pull the other party?
"The effect of temporary marking." Jian Yuheng saw that he was confused and introduced it to him, "The alpha injects his pheromones into the omega's body by biting the gland. The two parties will have a closer connection in the short term."
Jian Yuheng frowned: "How come you don't even know this?"
Song Ruochen had read about it in a novel, but the text he read for fun was different from the test points of this group of people.
"I...have too many things to do every day," Song Ruochen said, "so I just let my brain clear some things out."
Jian Yuheng: "Isn't it formatted?"
Song Ruochen: "Not really."
He was a little curious about the close connection between the AOs, so he manipulated his grape-flavored pheromones and poked Jian Yuheng.
How to contact? Let's try.
The grape-scented pheromone patted Jian Yuheng's shoulder, pinched Jian Yuheng's cheek, and finally patted Jian Yuheng's head.
Jian Yuheng: "Moving for someone else is also a hooligan."
Song Ruochen shifted his gaze and looked to the other side with guilt.
"I asked someone to bring you some breakfast." Jian Yuheng said, "Eat more. We have a meeting later. Secretary Song is Xiao Shi's face."
Song Ruochen: “:)”
He stood up and was about to walk towards the dining table, but his legs felt weak and he bumped into Jian Yuheng who was turning towards him.
Jian Yuheng: "Throw yourself into my arms?"
"No..." Song Ruochen's cheeks were slightly hot, "It was the Second Young Master who turned the corner without turning on the turn signal."
Jian Yuheng: “Dish”
It starts again, Grape's twisted logic.
This temporary mark was well made, and my father is completely alive.