Shen Que took a look at the familiar stone and pushed it to Pei Ji.
"That's not necessary." His voice was a little cold. "It was my fault for inducing you into a susceptible period. You don't need to apologize."
After saying this, Shen Que turned around to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by Pei Ji's wrist.
"What about the compensation?" Pei Ji looked at the thin and frail figure with an anxious tone.
He subconsciously stroked his heavy wrist - the wrist bone was so thin that he could hold it with one hand, pressing it into the pillow, leaving only a small piece of snow-white exposed.
Shen Que turned his head to look at him, then quickly looked away, "I don't want this kind of compensation."
Pei Ji's throat rolled, "What do you want?"
Chen Que paused for two seconds, turned his face away a little, raised his chin slightly, and half closed his eyes.
Pei Ji's heart skipped a beat.
For some reason, his subconscious interpreted the action for him.
He uncontrollably moved closer to the waiting Omega, lowered his head, and shared a simple kiss with him.
When their lips parted, Pei Ji's fingertips still lingered on Shen Que's jaw, gently lifting his face.
As their breaths intertwined, the cold symbiotic stone was forcefully stuffed back into Shen Que's hand.
Alpha whispered, "Where's the betrothal gift?"
If you don’t want the owing gifts, do you want the betrothal gifts?
Shen Que pursed his lips and held the stone tightly in the warm, gradually fading light.
…
After coming out of that world, Shen Que took a long time to calm down before entering the next world.
It's not for anything else, it's just a backache.
He lay on his back in the cool shallow water, stroking the kitten's head from time to time, thinking:
It’s such a pity that I didn’t make that gloomy Pei Ji cry in the end. It’s such a pity.
That was definitely the most torturous world. Most of the time, Pei Ji was neither enthusiastic nor fond of him.
Shen Que knew that Pei Ji must be very depressed, so depressed that he couldn't even cry freely during his susceptible period.
He sighed softly.
If there really is such a parallel world where Pei Ji has to go through such torture, then Shen Que sincerely hopes that the self in that world can be more patient and call back that enthusiastic general.
The golden kitten rolled over.
Shen Que raised his head and looked at the towering trees that were so close.
The dense shade of the trees flickered with soft light, and it felt as if Pei Ji was by his side, hugging him.
The warm touch of the little cat kept coming from the palm of my hand.
Shen Que stretched out his hand and caught a falling leaf.
Wait for me... Admiral...
I'll find you soon.
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