Forced to marry by the most A Omega

In the small space of the sports car, the aroma of fir fir roared ferociously, and the pheromones full of desire overflowed from Lu Shan's body like a sea tide.

Being dominated by physiological instincts when he is unwilling is a double torture of body and mind. Lu Shan blushed and sweated all over, leaned back on the seat with his eyes closed, covered his forehead with one arm, and tried hard to suppress his breathing.

After a while, he suddenly took off his coat and covered it around his waist, his face became more and more ugly.

Wen Yan glanced at him sideways, and didn't express his useless concern, but only increased the speed of the car.

After finally getting to Wen Yan's house, Wen Yan pointed to the second bedroom, and Lu Shan immediately went there familiarly.

He closed the door tightly, and the whole apartment fell into silence. Wen Yan pushed down his glasses with a calm face, and began to count the time.

In 5 minutes, Wen Yan changed into home clothes and did a simple cleaning.

In 10 minutes, he made a glass of ice water and drank a small half of it slowly while sitting on the sofa.

In 15 minutes, he checked the work plan for tomorrow sent by his assistant and chatted a few words.

Twenty minutes later, he threw his phone upside down and looked up at the clock.

Three or ten minutes later, his eyes turned to the grand piano on the far left of the living room, and he remembered the "Little Star Variations" that Lu Shan had played to lull him to sleep.

What should I play in response to him?

While drinking ice water, he carefully sifted through the memorized scores.

At 35 minutes, Wen Yan stood up, went to the dining table to lean on, and looked at the door of the second bedroom.

He didn't imagine what Lu Shan would look like inside, but he was looking forward to the door opening, but also a little afraid to open it.

Four or ten minutes later, he turned around and walked into the kitchen to make another glass of ice water.

For 45 minutes, he stood at the door of the second bedroom, hesitated for a moment, and finally pushed open the closed door.

……

Brightness shines into darkness, as if wishing to plunge into the abyss.

When the four eyes meet, there is nothing to hide.

Lu Shan, with half of his clothes removed, sat on the edge of the bed, his body slammed inward.

"Boss Wen, please..."

"I gave you a chance." Wen Yan walked towards Lu Shan with a calm tone and no superfluous expression on his face.

He handed over the ice water, Lu Shan took it, and drank it immediately.

"I'm afraid something will happen to you. Sure enough... why is it still like this after so long?" Wen Yan turned and sat next to Lu Shan, quickly glanced at his situation, "Is it because I can't concentrate at my house? Or is it because... I made you Embarrassed?"

Wen Yan was wearing a knitted sweater of the same color as the rabbit pillow, without glasses, his beautiful and deep eyes were close at hand, looking at Lu Shan unobstructed.

Lu Shan was stunned.

"Hey." Wen Yan sighed, and said sincerely and worriedly, "Stop thinking about things at this time, okay? Focus on it and end it as soon as possible, Mr. Lu."

Immediately afterwards, his hand came up.

Lu Shan suddenly closed his eyes uncontrollably, and leaned back tensely.

He held the glass water cup tightly with one hand, and pressed into the soft and fluffy mattress with the other, with such force that even his joints turned white.

His persistence and restraint collapsed for the second time, in the hands of the same person.

……

After the end, Lu Shan remained autistic.

Wen Yan sat in the living room, stretching his right hand as usual.

This susceptibility period happened shortly after Lu Shan touched him. Did Lu Shan discover such a secret but grandiose connection?

Time passed by, the night became more and more silent, and the dust in the air seemed to have a sound.

Wen Yan looked at the door of the second bedroom, a little anxious.

How long does Lu Shan plan to escape inside?

Bored, he got up, walked to the piano and sat down, and turned on the ambient light in this small leisure area.

In the dead of night, the beautiful sound of the piano flows from Wen Yan's fingertips, and reverberates throughout the apartment through the percussion, beating, and resonance of the strings laid across the grand piano.

The sound insulation of the apartment is excellent, like an enchantment in a fantasy world. It completely surrounds the ancient and classic "Chopin Nocturne in B-flat Major", allowing this moving and deep melody to be exchanged only between the two.

It seems to be telling Wen Yan's thoughts, and it seems to be a call to Lu Shan who is reflecting.

From slow to urgent, from light to heavy, skilled turning, full of emotion.

Wen Yan's fingers were slender and strong. He closed his eyes with concentration, and his body rose and fell gently with his breathing.

He believed that Lu Shan in the second bedroom could understand these silent words.

At the end of the song, the sustain pedal stepped on a long aftertaste, and Wen Yan was still immersed in it.

for a long time.

Finally, "Ding Dong" sounded, and Wen Yan opened his eyes. In home mode, the virtual projection screen was automatically opened in the air in front of him, displaying the message from Lu Shan

Lu Shan: [I feel ashamed. ]

Wen Yan put down the key cover, put his arm on it, and raised his finger to type slowly on the virtual projection screen.

Wen Yan: [Don't you like it? ]

1 minute later.

Lu Shan: [No, I like it very much, so I feel ashamed. ]

Wen Yan narrowed his eyes and waited quietly.

Lu Shan: [Just like I don’t want to experience intimacy, I also don’t want to become a person who is lost because of desire. Unfortunately, the truth is that I am very weak, and I finally succumbed to temptation. ]

Wen Yan studied these words carefully.

At this time, it is meaningless to comfort and try to persuade, the only thing that is useful is emotion.

He considered the words and typed them word by word.

Wen Yan: [I thought the intimacy you mentioned was just normal love and marriage, sorry. ]

Lu Shan: [No need to apologize, I know you have good intentions and don't mind, but I...]

Lu Shan: [Because of my weakness, I can only continue to ask you for help. ]

Lu Shan: [Don't give me such a terrible and...beautiful opportunity again. ]

Another 1 minutes later.

Lu Shan: [Let's keep our relationship simple, let me just be a tool to help you remove suitors and marriage obstacles. ]

Wen Yan: ...

Wen Yan smiled wearily.

"I like it very much...?"

He read these four words gently, sorted out his thoughts a little, and typed a "yes" on the screen.

The extremely concise and straightforward handling undoubtedly threw all the consequences to the other party.

Wen Yan spread his arms flat and leaned over the key cover.

Suddenly, he felt very tired, and the heavy fatigue made him almost lose the strength to stand up.

He was still staring at the virtual projection screen in the air. In his distracted eyes, the portraits of him and Lu Shan gradually blurred, and the text changed from clear to hazy dots of light.

The screen froze for a long time, but he believed that this was not the end.

Sure enough, 10 minutes later, Lu Shan sent another message

Changing the subject, he deceived himself and pretended that it was over just now. He tried to redeem and tried his best to prove that the relationship between them was innocent.

Lu Shan: [Mr. Wen's piano sound is very beautiful, and his temperament fits Chopin very well. ]

Lu Shan: [Listen to a song from Jun, I don’t know the taste of meat in March. ]

Wen Yan, who was lying on his stomach, smiled lightly, his broken hair drooped on his forehead, covering the brilliance of his eyes.

He raised his arms and typed in this lazy posture, deliberately choosing very polite words

Wen Yan: [Boss Lu is too generous. ]

late at night.

Lu Shan finally tidied up his clothes and mood.

Pushing open the door of the second bedroom and walking out, he saw the warm yellow overhead light in the piano area on the left side of the living room was on, and a whole row of twinkling lights in the shape of stars hung on the large floor-to-ceiling window next to it, which complemented the stars in the night sky outside the window. Like a dream scene in a fairy tale.

The top cover of the bright black grand piano was half lifted, and the keys were covered. The protagonist of the story, Prince Wen Yan in the fairy tale, fell asleep on his stomach.

He was wearing a soft home clothes, his head was deeply buried in the crook of his arms, his facial features could not be seen, his soft hair was a little disheveled just right, and the back of his neck, hands, wrists and ankles were all white when exposed.

Warm and quiet, the story stops here, it couldn't be more beautiful.

Lu Shan returned to the second bedroom, found a blanket from the cabinet, and carefully put it on Wen Yan.

Then, he turned off the row of twinkling star chandeliers, drew the thick dark blue curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and dimmed the light of the overhead light to the dimmest. He looked at Wen Yan with a complicated expression for a while, and finally turned and left the apartment.

When closing the door, he deliberately relaxed his movements.

It's not just that she doesn't want to quarrel with Wen Yan, but she's also afraid of facing it.

I have to admit that his leaving this time is like fleeing in a desperate situation.

However, Wen Yan will wake up eventually, and the story will continue.

The blankets on her body, the tight curtains, the dimmed overhead lights, and the open second bedroom door testified to what had happened.

Lu Shan is really a careful alpha.

But that's not what he needs.

"...I like it very much."

"Horrible and...beautiful."

Wen Yan read in a low voice expressionlessly, and imitated in his mind Lu Shan's expression and tone when he said these words in front of him.

From the very beginning, his idea was very simple, he just wanted to do his best to keep Lu Shan.

For this he can retreat temporarily.

But whenever he takes one step back, he must take two steps forward.

He fetched the phone, and after a little thought, he typed some text on an interface he was not familiar with.

Early the next morning, the news that Wen Yan, the top manager of Star C's transportation system and the current executor of the Wen family, who is excellent from the inside out, from head to toe, is falling in love with a mysterious person seems like a piece of news. A cannonball blew up the entire network.