Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

Song Yanning is very thin, and Omega is generally weak, Wei Xinran can easily control all his movements with one hand.

Wei Xinran's mouth was dry, and he almost dropped the phone when he answered the phone.

"Boss, get ready, the target is coming." As soon as Jiang Yu's voice fell, Song Yanning trembled again with grievances.

"elder brother……"

Wei Xinran was already on the verge of losing control, and couldn't help but annoyed at this moment: "Song Yanning! What are you doing?! Don't move!"

Jiang Yu's voice was obviously hoarse, and he asked cautiously, "Boss...how about I hold him back? You...is half an hour enough?"

Wei Xinran: "...Get out."

Jiang Yu's mouth was tight: "No, boss, are you an Alpha? Can you bear this? Do you have a problem? Do you want to cure it?"

Wei Xinran: "..."

Jiang Yu, who vaguely felt the anger, was immediately honest and said quickly: "Go upstairs." Then he hung up the phone decisively.

Wei Xinran threw the phone away, suppressed his anger and threw Song Yanning back on the dissection table.

"It's only 5 minutes to go upstairs, it's time to get down to business."

Wei Xinran tossed the white coat carelessly, and clasped Song Yanning again.Wei Xinran controlled Song Yanning's hand above his head with one hand, and pulled away Song Yanning's tie with the other.

The powerful pheromones that belonged exclusively to Alpha surged like waves, suppressing Song Yanning's restless pheromones, and irresistibly controlling everything about him.

Crazy biting and forceful kisses made Song Yanning difficult to breathe, and his hypoxic brain was unable to think, so he could only rely on his physical instincts.

It's like floating in the sea of ​​milk fragrance, and can only get close to that firm and burning existence.

With nowhere to rely on, no way to land, he is in control of everything while floating.

But in the vague sobriety, Song Yanning didn't know who he was.

Anxiety spread in his heart, he tried to struggle, but couldn't move, the man's strength was beyond doubt.

Feeling Song Yanning's struggle, Wei Xinran left his lips and glanced at his watch lightly.

It's only been 2 minutes.

"It's so weak." Wei Xinran looked down at Song Yanning who was breathing heavily, and smiled.

Song Yanning was panting heavily, her beautiful peach eyes were light red, and big tears were falling down.

"I...I don't know...I don't know you..." Song Yanning struggled softly.

"Don't know?" Wei Xinran raised his eyebrows indifferently, "After doing this kind of thing, we will know each other."

Wei Xinran's own tie had been thrown in the corner long ago, so he simply used Song Yanning's tie to wrap Song Yanning's hands again.

Wei Xinran doesn't like others to touch her too much.

Wei Xinran lowered his head and kissed Song Yanning again. Between lips and teeth, he tore away Song Yanning's shirt, and the next moment he stopped his aggressive movements.

He slightly left Song Yanning's lips, suppressed heavy breathing, and became cautious, for fear of disturbing anything.

Song Yanning is very white and thin.

The collarbone is slender and slender, and the contours of the ribs are faintly visible with the undulation of breathing.

There were scars all over the young man's cold white delicate skin.

There were whiplashes, burns, and knife wounds.

There are new and old, hideous and ugly.

Wei Xinran lost his mind for a moment, dazedly, he lightly touched a scar on Song Yanning's collarbone with his fingertips, and traced it carefully.

Song Yanning trembled violently, like a chick that fell from the nest and was abandoned by its mother.

Wei Xinran suddenly remembered that Song Yanning just touched the stretcher, and she bleed a lot unlike ordinary people.

And how did he survive with so many scars on his body?

Wei Xinran felt that he must be obsessed with ghosts. He untied the tie on Song Yanning's hand, and as expected, he found that his wrist was covered with bruises.

After changing her surname to Wei, Wei Xinran treated others with sincerity and tenderness for the first time.

Wei Xinran gently held Song Yanning's wrist, and slowly kissed Song Yanning apologetically.

"Does it hurt?" Wei Xinran said hoarsely, grabbed the shirt and put it on Song Yanning again.

Song Yanning, who was controlled by instinct, was like being roasted by fire, and had tasted the taste of coolness and relief, how could he let it go so easily.

He threw himself into Wei Xinran's arms again, put his arms around Wei Xinran's neck, opened his mouth and bit Wei Xinran hard.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yanning hung on Wei Xinran's body without any image, her smile was a little more charming.

Wei Xinran hugged Xuankong Song Yanning easily, and fell silent.

...no pain at all, not even a feeling.

Song Yanning was so weak that it made people speechless.

Wei Xinran looked at his watch and coaxed, "It hurts."

"Ah, look, it hurts!" Song Yanning approached Wei Xinran with a smile, and kissed his lips in a random way, "I too...it hurts so much."

Wei Xinran shook violently.

For a moment, he felt his softer existence.

It was a feeling he hadn't felt in 12 years, soft, warm, more tender.

He seemed to...feel sympathy.

He had never felt such emotion.

He doesn't sympathize with others, he knows what it is, but he just can't have it.

He is sick.

But now, he seemed to feel... "sympathy".

When Wei Xinran came back to his senses, he had already hugged Song Yanning tightly.

The boy's soft nape was right next to his mouth, within easy reach.

The smell of scented tea was rich and sweet, and it couldn't melt on his lips.

Wei Xinran looked at his watch, it had been 5 minutes.

If Lu Yunyan really cared about him, even in the slowest state of the elevator, 5 minutes is enough to rush in.

... Lu Yunyan is probably not in a hurry at all.

Wei Xinran kissed the glands on the back of Song Yanning's neck, and said softly, "How ridiculous, Song Yanning."

Song Yanning lay on his neck, trembling from the stimulation of his glands.

"You are all about him, but he doesn't care about you at all." Wei Xinran licked his lips, "So... it doesn't matter, right?"

Wei Xinran bit the gland on the back of Song Yanning's neck.

The blood is mixed with the sweet scent of scented tea, entangled and mixed with the strong milk scent, producing a mind-blowing aroma.

"Uh...it hurts..." Song Yanning choked up.

"Be patient." Wei Xingran tightened his arms and carefully carried out the temporary mark to the end.

"Although it is a temporary mark, before it dissipates, you can only be mine, understand?" Wei Xinran pressed against Song Yanning's ear and said unquestionably.

However, Song Yanning had fainted long ago and didn't know anything.

The young man leaned on his shoulder docilely, his wet forehead softly stuck to his skin, his fine eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there were still wet tears on his face.

The docile and sleeping Song Yanning unconsciously rubbed Wei Xinran's neck.

The air was filled with the mixed aroma of milk and scented tea, and Wei Xinran hooked the corners of his mouth contentedly.

"...cute." Wei Xinran thought silently, "I want to kiss you."

Of course, everything has already been temporarily marked, and Wei Xinran thought of it and did it.

When Lu Yunyan kicked open the door, Wei Xinran lowered her head and kissed Song Yanning.

The tall, thin and tall man held Song Yanning, who was disheveled, in his arms. The air was filled with messy pheromones of Alpha and Omega, and the ground was covered with messy clothes.

Blind people can understand what's going on here.

Lu Yunyan was stunned for a long time, still unable to believe that Song Yanning could do such a thing.

Isn't Song Yanning's heart and eyes all about him?now what is this

Get out with another man?It's disgusting.

Lu Yunyan gritted his teeth, rushed to separate Song Yanning and Wei Xinran, then put the sleepy Song Yanning on the dissection table, turned around and punched Wei Xinran.

Wei Xinran immediately fell to the ground very face-saving, fully showing what a useless Alpha should do.

Wei Xinran pretended to be beaten and lay on the ground, and even coughed a few times with excellent acting skills, spit out a false tooth, mixed with a few mouthfuls of fake blood.

This acting skill... even Song Yanzhi was willing to be inferior.

Annoyed, Lu Yunyan didn't notice Wei Xinran's upturned mouth.

"Who gave you the guts to fool me?" Lu Yunyan kicked Wei Xinran again, half kneeling on the ground and grabbed Wei Xinran's collar with his hands.

Wei Xinran pretended to be in pain, and smiled: "Hey, your man? He took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, so what does it matter to me?"

Lu Yunyan sneered: "Can you say it again?"

Wei Xinran pretended to cough up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said with a smile, "Can't understand people's words? He begged me to mark him, but he was enthusiastic... Cough, cough."

Wei Xinran saw Song Yanzhi behind Lu Yunyan, looked past Lu Yunyan, looked at Song Yanzhi and smiled.

"...beauties throw themselves into their arms, only fools refuse." Wei Xinran blinked at Song Yanzhi, "Do you think so? Young Master Lu?"

Then he got punched again.

When Lu Yunyan walked out with Song Yanning in his arms, Song Yanzhi was still in a daze.

Song Yanzhi himself was not ready to harm others, and a strong enemy put himself in a ditch... Song Yanzhi had never seen such a situation.

Song Yanzhi thought about it carefully for a long time, and made sure that he hadn't done anything.

When Song Yanzhi was thinking, Wei Xinran stood in front of him.

Song Yanzhi took a few steps back vigilantly, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Wei Xinran is tall, thin and straight, with a sickly white complexion that never sees the light of day.

He has a pair of bottomless and undetectable eyes, which are so dark that it seems that even light cannot enter.

But he was obviously handsome and fierce, a rare heroic spirit.

"I did it." Wei Xinran said lightly.

Song Yanzhi frowned in doubt: "What?"

"Let you and Lu Yunyan see Song Yanning and Wei Yingran, and then guide Lu Yunyan to see Song Yanning betray him." Wei Xinran shrugged indifferently, "I did it all, and I helped you a lot."

Song Yanzhi was stunned for a long time before laughing out loud.

"Ha, you are so funny." Song Yanzhi laughed and burst into tears, "I didn't ask you to help me, what did you do, what does it have to do with me?"

"I proved for you that Lu Yunyan doesn't love Song Yanning." Wei Xinran took out a business card from the collar of his shirt and stuffed it into Song Yanzhi's hand, "He walked for seven minutes and 5 seconds in a five-minute journey."

Song Yanzhi slowly showed a gentle smile.

"I have a request." Wei Xinran stared at Song Yanzhi, "Otherwise I'll tell Lu Yunyan that you did all of this."

Song Yanzhi was suddenly annoyed: "You—"

"A date with me for a day." Wei Xinran frowned.

Song Yanzhi: "...what?"