Seeing that Ruan Cheng's face was getting paler and paler, Sun Xiaoyu only felt pleasure invading his bones, his eyes flashed with excitement, waiting for Ruan Cheng to lose his temper or feel sad, it's better to show some reason for him to catch him, it's disgusting A handful of Fang Zekun.

Ruan Cheng lowered his head at this time, his emotions were hidden in his left hand that was tightly held.

He had just woken up, the strength in his hands had not yet fully recovered, and the hands buried under the quilt were trembling at a frequency visible to the naked eye, implying that Ruan Cheng's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

"This is a matter between me and him, and has nothing to do with you."

Ruan Cheng's voice was soft and lacked strength, but his tone was as sharp as a knife blade, so that a few words were broken.

Sun Xiaoyu immediately continued: "Why is it irrelevant? I am his friend, and I should speak for him." He snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "You are not worthy of him at all."

Sun Xiaoyu's expression was distorted and hideous due to over-excitement, and Ruan Cheng silently watched his strenuous performance.

After Sun Xiaoyu finished speaking, Ruan Cheng looked up at Sun Xiaoyu: "Did you think so, or did he tell you?"

Sun Xiaoyu's face changed slightly, he lowered his head slightly, hiding his expression in the darkness, his eyes were still turned up, staring at Ruan Cheng, his eyes seemed to burn a hole in Ruan Cheng's body.

He scratched his neck and said, "Normal people will know it when they think about it! You are hindering him, don't you feel ashamed?"

Ruan Cheng raised his head, and there was no frustration in his dark eyes. His eyes did not evade, and he stared into Sun Xiaoyu's eyes: "Then let him tell me in person, I won't say a word, and get out immediately."

Ruan Cheng deliberately bit the word "get out" very hard.He had "soft" in his name, but he wasn't soft at all. At least he couldn't deal politely with people like Sun Xiaoyu who obviously had bad intentions.

Sun Xiaoyu was speechless for a while, Ruan Cheng gave him a look: "If it came out of your muddy mind, then please shut up."

People like Sun Xiaoyu are the most bullying and bullying. He only dares to make small moves behind his back and chew a few words.

He rolled his eyes fiercely at Ruan Cheng, and said angrily: "Unlucky, it's really kind to treat you like a donkey's liver and lungs!"

But before Ruan Cheng could speak, he walked away disheartened with his tail between his legs.

The door slammed shut, but Ruan Cheng didn't let go of his clenched hand for a long time.

The fingernails were deeply embedded in the palm, staining the quilt with blood, Ruan Cheng didn't know it.

He is shaking.

Even if it was just a drizzle, Ruan Cheng was touched by Sun Xiaoyu's words.

If the previous wounds were only growing and spreading in the dark, then Sun Xiaoyu just peeled off the layer of blood scab covering the wound and exposed it to the cold air.

Ruan Cheng shivered fiercely, could he really warm up Fang Zekun's cold stone heart?

It wasn't until Ruan Cheng heard Xiaoli's voice on the phone that he had to force himself to admit that the answer was no.

White water is tasteless, drinking it into the stomach can still nourish the body; air is invisible, swallowing it can still supply breathing.

He, a living person who can be seen and touched, and his three years of silent and hard-working company, ultimately failed to leave even a scratch or a white mark on Fang Zekun's rock-solid heart.

……

Time flow to three years later.

……

Fang Zekun used both mouth and nose, breathing heavily, allowing more of the smell of Ruan Cheng's pheromone to enter the body through the lungs.

This taste is indeed different from the taste deep in memory, and it is very different.If Fang Zekun sniffed it with his eyes closed, he would believe it if it was a different person.

Fang Zekun subconsciously avoided all memories related to his parents, and even sealed up every bit of his relationship with Ruan Cheng, buried under the soil of despair and pain.

He finally remembered some fragments of his childhood memories, when Ruan Cheng loved to follow his ass the most, being clumsy, pulling his clothes and calling him "Brother Zekun".

Fang Zekun stared blankly at Ruan Cheng's sweat-soaked cheeks, his thoughts were like a kite that had come off its string, unable to take it back for a long time.

Suddenly, a possibility that seemed almost crazy to him flashed in his heart, and his heart suddenly "thumped".

Impossible, this is impossible.

In Fang Zekun's mind, that was both painful and unnecessary.

But only in this way can it be explained why the taste of Ruan Cheng's pheromone changes.

Ruan Cheng underwent pheromone replacement surgery.

As for why this operation is performed, the answer seems self-evident: pheromones only affect the combination between AO.

When a rock has a crack, it is very easy to break it.

Fang Zekun pressed Ruan Cheng's lips with his fingertips. He had sucked and bitten this part countless times, but he never touched it properly and gently.

It was very soft here, but without a trace of blood, it was as pale as if it had been covered with a layer of white ash used to paint the wall.Only relying on Ruan Cheng's thin breathing and vague moans, Fang Zekun could be sure that he was still alive.

Fang Zekun's lips pressed against Ruan Cheng's cold lips, tracing the shape of his lips over and over along the lines.

This kiss was not deep, it only stayed on the skin and skin, the simplest touch of lips and lips, but it was more tender than any other kiss before, making Fang Zekun's heart flutter.

How could he let go of such a person.

Finally, Ruan Cheng's lips were a little more bloody, stained with Fang Zekun's smell and body temperature.

Ruan Cheng managed to survive for a while, but now he frowned deeply because of Fang Zekun's contact. If he hadn't really lacked strength, his brother would have pushed Fang Zekun away viciously just for one thing.

Even in his sleep, he wanted to try his best to get rid of the person who brought him endless harm and pain.

The body's reaction was honest.

The pheromones were secreted rapidly due to Fang Zekun's contact, shamelessly wanting to absorb more of his own Alpha flavor, colliding with it.

The capillaries on Ruan Cheng's face were extremely dense, his body reacted slightly, and his face immediately blushed.

Fang Zekun didn't dare to make any more moves. He took off his clothes and put them on Ruan Cheng, so that the pheromones left on them could wrap Ruan Cheng and comfort him. The pheromones were not directly secreted by Fang Zekun, so they wouldn't be too irritating.

After finishing all this, Fang Zekun walked to the window.

With a sound of "click", a faint flame ignited, vaguely, brighter than the misty sky outside, Fang Zekun took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the smoke permeated his whole body between breaths.

There was a knock on the door, Fang Zekun frowned and stubbed out his cigarette.

As he walked, he raised his arm and glanced at his watch. It was already this time, who else would come?

"Xiao Ruan, you..."

Seeing Fang Zekun, Du Zhuang suddenly stopped talking, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

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