Chapter 17 Chapter 17 It doesn't fit
When Song Jianan woke up, it was already bright outside the window.
After a heavy rain, the sunlight was exceptionally light and bright, shining through the gaps in the curtains onto the floor, becoming the only light in the dim bedroom.
Song Jianan subconsciously glanced at his side and reached out to touch it.
No one.
Cold.
If it weren't for the pain in the back of his neck, he would almost think that what happened last night was just a dream.
He raised his hand and touched the wound on the back of his neck, and the memory of last night emerged clearly in his mind.
Just one night later, the emotions that had surged like waves in his heart and wanted to swallow him up and drown him became very faint, as if it was not him who was crying and shaking and tossing and turning last night.
His dark eyes stared blankly at the closely arranged vertical stripes on the quilt.
This is Song Yuqiao's bedroom. I guess Song Yuqiao carried him here after what happened last night.
His slightly pale fingertips grasped the quilt, and he thought, there is actually nothing to be sad about, and he shouldn't feel wronged, Song Yuqiao did nothing wrong.
It was he who chose to follow Song Yuqiao, and it was he who wrote in the agreement, "Unless there are special reasons, Party B should be available at any time, give priority to meeting Party A's needs, and actively maintain the relationship between the two parties."
If we talk about fault, it was also his fault. He did not actively maintain the relationship between the two parties and did not take the initiative to cooperate with Song Yuqiao.
He should be thankful that Song Yuqiao didn't care about his "negligence".
Song Yuqiao...will he care?
I don’t think so.
Otherwise, Song Yuqiao would not have treated the bite wound on the back of his neck, nor would he have cleaned his body.
His eyelids drooped until he suddenly remembered that he had an experiment class in the morning, so he quickly threw off the quilt and got out of bed.
In front of the sink, he saw himself in the mirror. He was wearing pajamas properly, but it couldn't hide the traces of his seductiveness.
Her chestnut hair was curly and messy, her eyes were still a little red and swollen from crying, her eyes were sparkling with tears, and kiss marks ran down her neck and into her collar.
The most difficult thing to look at was the back of his neck. The bite marks were very deep. Although it had been treated and no longer bled, it was still obvious that the Alpha had tried to forcibly mark him time and time again.
Song Jianan lowered his eyes and the hand holding the toothbrush trembled.
After washing up, I went to the cloakroom.
All his clothes - including those Song Yuqiao bought for him - were moved into Song Yuqiao's cloakroom and hung together with Song Yuqiao's rows of suits and shirts.
It doesn't match.
He thought as he got his clothes.
After taking off his pajamas, Song Jianan didn't dare look in the mirror. He quickly changed into a tight-necked dress to cover the wound on the back of his neck. The marks on his neck could not be covered up, so he had to expose them in front of others.
He took his cell phone and checked the time as he walked downstairs.
The phone screen lit up and he stopped in his tracks. He put away his phone and ran downstairs in a panic, grabbing his schoolbag and ready to run out.
Butler Xue asked from behind: "Young Master, where are you going?"
Song Jianan said without even turning his head: "I'm late for class."
Butler Xue said hurriedly: "The master has asked for leave for you to rest at home for a day."
Song Jianan was stunned, and he retracted his hurried steps. He touched his empty stomach and decided to go eat first.
There was a bouquet of roses on the dining table.
But Song Jianan's eyes fell on something else - a thin household registration book placed next to the roses.
His eyes widened, and he opened the household registration book in disbelief. A card fell out of the book. He ignored the card and looked at the first page where his name was displayed in the head of household column. He flipped through the book again and saw only his information.
Song Jianan looked at it for a long time, his eyes were warm and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
He wiped the corner of his eyes casually, then remembered the card that fell on the ground. He picked it up and saw that it was a black bank card with the password written on the back.
He was slightly stunned and hesitated for a moment, but finally put the card away and shifted his gaze to the roses. The roses, matched with Applejack's reflections and dotted with green plants, were as beautiful and warm as a slowly burning flame.
Butler Xue told him, "This was sent by the master. I think it's for you, the young master."
Song Jianan's thin eyelids drooped, and a faint floral scent drifted into his nose, a bit like the smell of apple.
Is this Song Yuqiao's compensation for last night?
In fact, having a household registration book is enough. Sending flowers or something like that is really not suitable for them.
But no matter what, his depressed mood improved a lot because of this bouquet of flowers.
Anyone would be happy to receive beautiful flowers, and he was no exception.
He gave a faint smile and carried the bouquet back to the room.
This gift made him easily forget the bad mood he had last night.
Today, only the morning was full of experimental classes, but Song Jianan had already missed them, so he took the time to review so that Song Yuqiao would have time to study when he returned.
However, he didn't expect that Song Yuqiao was not in the villa all day.
He finished his review for the day and thought of the greenhouse and the flowers flown in from Country D that Song Yuqiao mentioned. He felt a little tempted and asked Butler Xue, "Sister Xue, where is the greenhouse? Can I go and visit it?"
Butler Xue smiled. "Of course, I'll take you there. The greenhouse was built in a rush during the few days you were back at school. It's designed to simulate the ecological environment of Country D so that the flowers you brought back from Country D can gradually adapt to the environment here. They're blooming beautifully."
When I entered the greenhouse, the air that hit me was more humid than outside, and the temperature was slightly higher than Yunjing. It felt like summer, but it was still bearable.
Butler Xue brought him there and then left on his own.
Song Jianan was the only one in the greenhouse. He walked around casually and looked at the ecological simulation equipment curiously. When he couldn't understand it, he turned his attention to the plants.
The grass is green, and the blooming flowers are placed in an interspersed manner. The red ones are gorgeous, the pink ones are delicate, the blue ones are cool, and the yellow ones are gentle... You can tell at a glance that they are carefully maintained.
These flowers and plants are more precious than humans.
Song Jianan sat on a chair, staring at the delicate and beautiful flowers and plants in a daze for several hours.
It was not until the evening that Song Yuqiao finally came back.
Song Jianan was drowsy and about to fall asleep when he heard the slight sound of the door opening. He immediately woke up, sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.
The tall figure stopped at the door, and under the dim bedside lamp, one could only barely make out that the person was Song Yuqiao.
Song Jianan bit his lips, his eyes tense, and looked at the figure anxiously.
The memory of last night came back to him—the cold tone, the frozen face, the painful feeling that his body seemed to remember.
He shuddered subconsciously.
But he knew that he could not and had no reason to refuse Song Yuqiao, especially since Song Yuqiao had helped him solve the problem of setting up a household.
But he still didn't give up and secretly had a glimmer of hope.
Maybe Song Yuqiao didn't want to do it tonight.
Song Yuqiao stood at the door, his expression unclear and his tone cold: "Why don't you go back to the master bedroom to sleep?"
Song Jianan's sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden. Even though he couldn't see Song Yuqiao's face clearly, he didn't dare to look him in the eye. He tilted his eyes slightly downward and said in a low voice, "You're not here."
He is not the owner of the villa, so it is not appropriate for him to sleep in the master bedroom.
He was stunned for a moment after he finished speaking, and then realized that he seemed to have misunderstood Song Yuqiao all along.
Song Yuqiao seemed to want him to sleep in the master bedroom.
Why...
Song Yuqiao suddenly strode towards him, leaned over and kissed him as he looked up with a dazed and frightened look in his eyes.
After the brief kiss ended, Song Yuqiao pressed his forehead against his, with an indescribable darkness in his eyes, "Don't come to sleep in the guest bedroom again."
Song Jianan looked confused and nodded obediently.
Well, if Song Yuqiao wants him to sleep in the master bedroom, then he can sleep in the master bedroom.
His body suddenly floated in the air, and the feeling of weightlessness frightened him so much that he immediately hugged Song Yuqiao's neck tightly.
Song Yuqiao had amazing arm strength. He easily carried him back to the master bedroom, put him on the bed, and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
Song Jianan was no longer sleepy and played with his mobile phone for a while. With the sound of running water in his ears, he felt anxious.
The sound of water stopped, his heart skipped a beat, he put down his phone, and curled up in the quilt pretending to sleep.
He heard Song Yuqiao's footsteps and some rustling noises. After a while, Song Yuqiao went to bed.
Song Jianan's whole body tensed up.
After waiting for a while, Song Yuqiao lay down and turned off the lights. Without doing anything, he slowly relaxed.
In the silent darkness, the presence of Alpha behind him was particularly obvious.
Song Jianan hadn't slept in the same bed with someone else for many years, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He was obviously very sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep.
He waited for a long time, and when he thought Song Yuqiao was asleep, he carefully turned over.
Song Yuqiao suddenly said, "Can't sleep?"
Song Jianan was suddenly startled. It took him a while for his heartbeat to return to normal. He responded vaguely, turned over, and faced Song Yuqiao again.
Unexpectedly, Song Yuqiao also turned sideways, from the standard lying position to hugging him.
The slightly cool body pressed against Song Jianan, and even though there was thin clothing between them, goose bumps still appeared on his skin because he was not used to it.
He shrank back, "Brother?"
"Um?"
Song Jianan stammered a few times, and finally said in a low voice: "Brother, why can't you sleep?"
Song Yuqiao didn't answer him, but gently bit his earlobe and licked it in his mouth.
The wetness brought shivers.
Song Jianan dodged backwards and huddled into Song Yuqiao's arms, being held tighter, making it easier for Song Yuqiao to turn him over and kiss him on the cheek.
Also in the darkness, Song Yuqiao kissed soberly and restrainedly, controlling the release of pheromones. Only a faint hint of cold breath slipped into Song Jianan's mouth during the exchange of saliva.
Song Jianan was completely unaware and clutched the corner of Song Yuqiao's pajamas tightly. He was frightened in his heart, but he still obediently opened his lips to accept this seemingly gentle kiss.
His obedience made people want to get more from him, and Song Yuqiao really pressed against him.
He was trapped between Song Yuqiao's arms and chest, unable to escape. A feeling of helplessness and almost despair surged in his heart, his breath was robbed, and he felt suffocated.
But I didn't expect the kiss to end so quickly.
Song Yuqiao just hugged him and did nothing.
In the silent darkness, the only sound left was the overlapping of disordered breathing after the kiss.
Song Jianan closed his eyes and calmed down.
Song Yuqiao asked: "Have you got the household registration book?"
Song Jianan slowly opened his eyes and said softly in a flattering tone, "I got it. Thank you, brother."
Song Yuqiao added: "They won't bother you anymore."
Song Jianan's eyelashes trembled, and his voice was a little nasal: "I understand, thank you brother."
He opened his slightly sore eyes in the darkness, took the initiative to hug Song Yuqiao back, and kissed him on the lips.
Song Yuqiao didn't move. He felt relieved and immediately shrank back.
The two hugged each other quietly.
Song Yuqiao raised his hand and gently touched the back of his neck.
A bit itchy and painful.
Song Yuqiao asked: "Does it still hurt?"
Song Jianan pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Song Yuqiao hummed softly, "I've got your old things back for you. Let's see how to put them tomorrow."
Song Jianan thought for a while before he realized that he was talking about the things left at the Song family. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "No need, brother, just throw it away."
Song Yuqiao remained silent.
After a moment, Song Yuqiao kissed him on the forehead, "Go to sleep."
Song Jianan finally confirmed that he would not do anything else. Although he was a little surprised, he was not stupid enough to find out the reason why Song Yuqiao did not do it. He tried to hypnotize himself in his heart and fall asleep quickly.
After all the tossing and turning, he actually felt sleepy very quickly.
In a daze, he suddenly remembered the agreement.
Song Yuqiao was obviously very angry, but he couldn't understand why.
He just wondered if Song Yuqiao would still sign the agreement. This was very important to him, and he hoped that the relationship between him and Song Yuqiao would be guaranteed.
But he was really too sleepy, so he thought he would find a chance to ask tomorrow.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, he vaguely heard Song Yuqiao say something.
I didn't hear it clearly.
He soon fell into a deep sleep.
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