【ABO】Big Brother's Secret Lover

Fang Tangxu and Xu Yan sneaked out of the No. [-] mansion under the moonlight, and drove straight to the Central Hospital without stopping.

"Old Fang."

"Xu Yan."

The two spoke at the same time, looked at each other and remained silent.

Xu Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and he glanced at Fang Tangxu, the co-pilot, from the corner of his eye and said, "You speak first."

"Someone came while I was keeping an eye out for you. Listening to their conversation seems to be related to this riot, "smoke", "alpha" or something..."

Fang Tangxu's palms are still sweating, that brother Yu Xiaoliu just now should be the instigator of the riot, if Xu Yan came out later, he might have died.

"Cigarettes?" Xu Yan was silent for a while, then turned the steering wheel with one hand and took out a plastic bag from his pocket, "I also found several cigarette butts at the scene, so I packed them."

Fang Tangxu took the evidence bag and thought for a moment, closed his eyes and carefully recalled the conversation he just heard in No. [-] mansion, and suddenly opened his eyelids, "Xu Yan, turn around and go to my house!"

"Ah? Didn't you go back to the Central Hospital?"

"No, the database of the hospital laboratory is connected to the Medical Expo." Fang Tangxu's Adam's apple rolled, "The teacher told me before leaving that no matter what you research, you can no longer report it to the Medical Expo."

Xu Yan stared at Fang Tangxu, his eyes flickered slightly, he said yes, then turned the car and drove towards the apartment building.

The next day.

The Presidential Suite at the Pugil Hotel.

The warm sunlight poured on the bedding through the gaps in the curtains, overlapping into beautiful shadows.

The boy on the bed turned over muttering, the pain in his waist and legs was transmitted to his brain like an electric shock, and he woke up instantly.

Shen Yichen slowly opened his eyes, looked at the somewhat familiar but unfamiliar ceiling, supported the pillow and wanted to sit up from the bed.

The man beside him was still sleeping soundly, his handsome face was so flawless no matter from which angle he looked at it.

This is a good opportunity to get out of here, as long as he tiptoes up...

"woke up?"

Before Shen Yichen's fantasy ended, the man's sexy and hoarse voice dragged him back to reality.

The little guy replied nervously, "Uh...um."

"It's still early, you can sleep for a while." The man fell silent after finishing speaking, turned over to face Shen Yichen and closed his eyes.

The young man lay on the bed in a daze, not understanding Zhuo Yu's deep meaning.

If the gentleman in the weekdays knew that he was going to get up, wouldn't he let him go if he pulled him into his arms and asked for a good morning kiss?

What happened today, could it be a conscience discovery?

Just when Shen Yichen was hesitating, the man moved closer, breathed warm breath in his ears, and his voice was hoarse, "Chenchen, were you tired last night?"

"Ah... what..." The boy's cheeks were blushing, and his mind was blank.

He only remembered that he wanted to drink alcohol last night and was kissed by a man. He had no memory of whether he had sex with Zhuo Yu after that.

Zhuo Yu chuckled, opened his dark red eyes and stared at Shen Yichen's cheeks, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "What do you think it could be?"

As he spoke, he touched the thin waist with his big hand, and squeezed it lightly, which made the young man tremble all over.

"Um...I, I..."

Shen Yichen hesitated to say that he didn't remember, for fear that Zhuo Yu would use this as an excuse to make him make another good memory.

"Huh? What's wrong with you."

Gentle big hands caressed the tender skin carefully, bit by bit the tingling sensation tickled the atrium like ants.

"I...I'm hungry." The boy swallowed his throat and repeated with a trembling voice: "Sir, I'm hungry."

"Oh? Yeah."

Zhuo Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned over and pressed his whole body on the little guy's body, deliberately rubbing his flat belly, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, "Why didn't that little thing bark?"

"Hmm..." The boy trembled all over and explained with a flushed face, "I...I don't know..."

Zhuo Yu kissed the little guy's pink lips, her voice hoarse, "It's okay if I don't know, I will tell you the answer slowly..."

After saying that, he raised the boy's legs, supported his body and squeezed in...

An apartment in a high-end neighborhood.

Fang Tangxu didn't sleep all night, he sat in front of the computer disheveled, distracted.

Xu Yan didn't have any thoughts at all, he lay on the bed and fell asleep, snoring surprisingly.

Fang Tangxu took a sip of the already cold coffee, adjusted the frame of the mirror, and continued to check the analysis results of the Eisner system.

Fang Tangxu was dumbfounded last night when it was detected that the remaining cigarettes contained a small amount of C6H6 compounds.

After carefully checking the molecular structure of the compound several times, he determined that the C6H6 compound in tobacco was exactly the drug difficulty in the susceptible period that the Medical Expo had been trying to overcome for the past two years.

But this happened when the teacher called me for the last time...

There must be some kind of connection between all of these.

Fang Tangxu couldn't figure it out, lost the clue of the teacher, only the clues of brother Yu and Xiaoliu heard last night.

What is the plan they are talking about, why can only one smoke this kind of cigarette a day, and what special effect does it have?

It is necessary for him to go to Mansion No. [-] again and ask that guy named "Xiao Liu" for clarification.

"Uh-"

Xu Yan stretched on the bed suddenly, yawned a lot and sat up, "Eh? Lao Fang, why are you up so early?"

Fang Tangxu didn't speak, and stared at Xu Yan with a gloomy face, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

"You can't be..." Xu Yan's Adam's apple rolled, no matter how nervous he was, he could tell that something was wrong with Fang Tangxu.

Before Xu Yan could say the second half of his sentence, the man in front of the computer screen collapsed on the table with a thud.

"Old Fang!"

Exclaiming, Xu Yan ran to the table, touched Fang Tangxu's body and realized that he had a fever. He hurriedly carried him to the bed and covered him with a quilt, and searched for the first aid kit in the cabinet.

"The bottom... the bottom drawer..." Fang Tangxu reminded hoarsely, as if sandpaper was rolling over.

Xu Yan responded, found the box and took out the thermometer, wiped it with his clothes, and stuffed it directly under Fang Tangxu's armpit, "Clamp it tight."

After that, he got up in a hurry and went to the kitchen to boil hot water.

Looking at Xu Yan's busy figure, Fang Tangxu felt drowsy, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After making up for the regrets of last night, the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom cubicle.

Zhuo Yu lay on the bed contentedly, and called the service desk downstairs to inform them to send the president a luxurious breakfast.

His baby has two mouths, if one is full, he has to feed the second one, so he can't be left hungry.

The little guy is no longer resisting being touched, does that mean...more gestures and playfulness can be taught in the future?

Thinking of this in the man's heart, his lower abdomen became hot again.He stopped the gun and got up from the bed, turned on the TV and prepared to watch some news to divert his attention.

"According to the latest news from our station, Dr. Sanji Honma of the Association of Doctors and Doctors in District 11 was dismissed this morning. The reason has not been announced. The authority of the Medical Expo will be temporarily represented by the vice president Leon Grove... "

The huge LCD TV displayed the picture of the building of the Medical Expo, and the reporters on the outside surrounded the gate tightly.

Zhuo Yu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the news, he clenched the TV remote control tightly and frowned.

The appraisal authority of the 11th District Medical Fair was dismissed, and it seems that the Grove family has already started to act.

Fortunately, he asked Fang Tangxu to do pheromone fusion in advance. Although his neck is still aching, it is enough for him to know that his matching degree with Ruth Grove is fake.

The Grove family in the 7th district of the empire, on the surface, looks like they have been on good terms with the Zhuo family for a century, but secretly they are thinking of falsifying their compatibility and sending the young master of the family to the Zhuo family...

"Delo Grove, what is your purpose..." the man looked away and murmured in a low voice.

"Um...are you watching TV?" Shen Yichen came out of the bathroom after cleaning his body, wiped his wet hair and glanced at the screen on the TV, "What kind of news is this, the scene seems so chaotic..."

Zhuo Yu came back to his senses, switched the channel with an oh, rubbed the bridge of his nose and smiled awkwardly: "It's the alpha of the riot in the susceptible period. It's been quite turbulent outside recently, and we won't go out after returning to the villa today."

"Oh...Okay." The boy nodded half-understanding, and continued to rub his hair, trying to absorb the moisture.

The man stared at the innocent and lovely little guy, his dark eyes flickered slightly, but the surface was calm, but his heart was full of wind and clouds, and his chest was about to overflow with uncontrollable emotion.

"Morning."

"Um?"

The dark red eyes collided with a pair of clear blue pupils, Zhuo Yu forgot to breathe for a moment, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, "I..."

I want to spend my whole life with you like this.

The boy stopped rubbing his little hands, and with the white towel drooping on his head, he asked softly, "Sir, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly just now."

Zhuo Yu took a deep breath, and curled her thin lips slightly, "I said, I'll blow dry your hair, and you can have breakfast after it dries."

Shen Yichen froze for a moment, nodded shyly, and murmured softly, "Okay."

In the swimming pool of Droragon Castle in District 11, a small figure is desperately practicing the 200-meter sprint.

The slender arms and calves hit the white water, and Roose Grove stroked the butterfly gracefully, causing ripples on the surface of the pool.

"Snapped--"

The boy slapped the pool wall with one palm, tore off his hat with one hand and flung out his blond hair. He leaned on the bank and gasped, "Jason, how long?"

"Master, 2 minutes and 04 seconds."

Lu Si hummed softly, wiped off the water stains on his cheeks, and went ashore with his arms propped up, "Did the fax from the Presidential Palace say when the competition will take place?"

Rogerson wrapped the towel around the boy's body intimately, and said softly, "It will be next week."

As if he was afraid of Lusi's worry, the man added: "Master, the other omega is not your opponent at all."

Luce shook his wet hair, pursed his thin lips, "Jason, whether he is my opponent or not, the one who laughs last is the winner."