[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

Song Yun carried Yang Qingruo into the hotel suite with a frosty face.

If Yang Qing couldn't figure out why Song Yun would be so angry, he obviously lowered his posture and begged him so humblely, he just didn't want to be Song Yun's lover, what kind of omega couldn't be obtained with Song Yun's status, Why do you have to hold on to him?

Just as Song Yun couldn't figure out what Yang Qingruo was thinking, he had already indulged him enough, leaving an omega marked by him to go out alone to do what he wanted to do, and even secretly supported him, enduring the desire to possess It doesn't affect the "normal life" he wants, but Yang Qingruo still wants to leave him!

If Yang Qing doesn't believe it, and doesn't dare to think about Song Yun's feelings for him, maybe he likes it, so he doesn't want to let go.

And Song Yun doesn't understand what liking is, he doesn't even think deeply about this kind of feeling, why he often thinks of Yang Qingruo when he is alone, why he gets angry when Yang Qingruo wants to leave him, why he is obviously very angry but holds back Hurt him... He doesn't need to know why, Song Yun just needs to know what he wants, and then do it.

He didn't want to let Yang Qingruo go, so he brought him to his side so that he couldn't go.

Song Yun threw Yang Qingruo on the sofa, and did not rush to ask for him, but made two phone calls.

One called the accompanying personal doctor and asked him to come over.

One called the service desk and asked for two meals to be delivered.

Yang Qingruo relaxed a little while hugging her knees in the sofa when she heard these two calls.

Song Yun looked down at him shrinking into a small ball, his heart was a little astringent, he is not a person who can hide and endure himself, he does whatever he thinks, and felt that Yang Qingruo's cautious posture made him uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand to lift him off the sofa I dug it out, held him in my arms, squeezed his face, squeezed his waist, and said with disgust, "Why are you losing weight again?"

In fact, Yang Qingruo, who not only lost weight but also gained two catties, looked at Song Yun with complicated eyes: "What do you want me to do?"

Song Yun looked back at him without evasion: "This is what I want to ask you, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to let go."

"Do you want me to marry you?"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and they both heard what the other said clearly.

Afraid that Song Yun might misunderstand, Yang Qingruo shook his head and said, "I dare not ask you to marry me, I know I am not good enough for you."

Song Yun hooked his chin, not letting him bow his head: "In my opinion, these are all Omega tricks to retreat." This time, Song Yun sensed the sincerity in Yang Qingruo's heart, but he didn't want to think deeply about it. Selectively ignoring Yang Qingruo's appeal, and listening to his truth as a lie, "Where did you hear that I'm getting engaged? Huh?"

If it was impossible for Yang Qing to betray his friend, he said as a matter of course: "I saw it on the Internet."

"False." Song Yun squeezed his chin as punishment, with very little force and no intention of pursuing it, "No matter where you learned it from, I hope there is a limit to your jealousy."

Yang Qingruo was very powerless, Song Yun kept talking to himself, and he didn't want to believe his explanation at all: "I'm not jealous, I really..."

Song Yun put a finger on his lips: "I have the right to think that you are jealous. If you leave me, you are not allowed to say it a second time."

Yang Qingruo's tears flowed down: "If I say so, what will you do to me?"

Song Yun tilted his head and thought about the Omega Crying Response Collection he watched last night, and said, "I'll fuck you until you can't get out of bed."

Yang Qingruo: "..." Suddenly, I felt that my tears were like sand sculptures.

But he knew that Song Yun was not joking when he said this.

"We can't reach an agreement, can we?" Yang Qingruo asked in a low voice.

Song Yun rubbed between his brows irritably: "My patience has a limit."

Yang Qingruo looked at him calmly: "But what did I say wrong? I don't need your patience with me. If you don't want to be patient with me, just throw me away."

Song Yun will not lose him.

Just in time for lunch to arrive.

He stood up and went to open the door.

The waiter put the dishes on the table, felt the low air pressure of the guests in the room, and was extremely diligent, "Please take your time", and retreated quickly after speaking.

Song Yun finally found an excuse to change the topic reasonably, and waved to Yang Qingruo: "Come over for dinner first, if you have anything to say, let's talk after dinner."

Yang Qingruo was indeed hungry, so he didn't refuse Song Yun's kindness.

The two finished their meal in silence, and the doctor arrived.

This doctor Yang Qingruo met at Song Yun's residence, and he was the one who checked him last time and buried him with contraceptive pills.The doctor obviously also remembered Yang Qingruo, he guessed it just by looking at Song Yun's face: "Is this Mr. Yang feeling unwell?"

Yang Qingruo shook her head: "I'm in good health and I'm not feeling sick."

"Didn't you tell Assistant Li that you were not feeling well?" Song Yun frowned and said, "Don't be brave."

Yang Qingruo didn't expect that the excuses he made up casually would be taken seriously by Song Yun. It's impossible not to be moved, but touching can't offset Song Yun's domineering.

Yang Qingruo didn't waste time arguing with this domineering guy, and obediently cooperated with the doctor to check his body.

"Mr. Yang is very healthy." The doctor packed up his equipment and prepared to leave.

Yang Qingruo also followed behind him: "Young King Song, I have class tomorrow, thank you for your hospitality, and I will take my leave too."

Song Yun just stopped between Yang Qingruo and the doctor, completely blocking Yang Qingruo's way: "Tomorrow I will take you to school."

"Don't bother you."

"I don't want to say the redundant words a second time."

Yang Qingruo and Song Yun stared wide-eyed.

He had the illusion that he had stumbled into a certain president's essay. Song Yun couldn't make sense at all.

"Okay, I see."

Yang Qingruo sent the doctor away, closed the door, and took the initiative to lock it.

He walked up to Song Yun, took off his clothes one by one until he was naked, and stood in front of Song Yun frankly: "You want to play with me, before we get engaged, I will play for you, You can play whatever you want, but after you get engaged, I will never accompany you." He picked up the knife on the table and made a cut on his wrist without hesitation, and the blood flowed down, "At that time, if you force me to Me, I have no choice but to fight to the death."

The bright red blood dripped onto the carpet drop by drop.

Song Yun strode over in a panic and grabbed Yang Qingruo's hand, snatched the knife from his hand, pressed the blood vessel in his injured arm with his thumb, covered Yang Qingruo with his suit jacket, and called the doctor at the same time.

So the doctor who hadn't left the hotel came back again.

"Fortunately, the cut was not deep." The doctor wrapped a bandage on Yang Qingruo's wrist, and looked at Song Yun disapprovingly, "I understand that you young people are young and energetic, but it's too late to go too far. Your Highness, you'd better have a degree."

Song Yun's face was stinky, black enough to drip water: "I see."

After sending the doctor away again, Song Yun walked back to the bed, Yang Qingruo was still lying naked on the bed, covered with a quilt, looking at the ceiling wondering what he was thinking.

Song Yun went to the bed and sat down, Yang Qingruo looked at him when he heard the movement, Hei Junjun's eyes were faintly shining.

Song Yun stopped deceiving himself and talking to himself, he asked: "Why don't you continue to pretend?"

What he was talking about was Yang Qingruo's hypocrisy with himself. He had always known that Yang Qingruo was acting in front of him, but why didn't he continue acting?He is also acting with him, and enjoys it.

"I have money, status, identity, and good looks. I admit, our first time may not be pleasant for you." Song Yun tucked the quilt up for Yang Qingruo, "But every time we are not Are they all compatible? I can give you money, protection, and everything you want, why don't you want to be my omega?"

When Song Yun said the first sentence, Yang Qingruo remembered Han Xueqin's evaluation of him—peacock man.

The narcissistic and proud peacock man is really the right description.

But Song Yun is also right, he does have everything, he is a rare alpha, but...

"The reason is simple." Yang Qingruo said, "Because you don't love me, and you don't respect me. If you like a dog or a cat, you will pamper it and give it the best food and shelter. When you think about it, tease and tease, and if you don’t like it, just ignore it, cats and dogs have no right to resist, and neither do I, I have no right to say no, what’s the difference between me and a pet you raise?”

If these words were put in the ears of Song Yun in the past, he would say disdainfully, you are just my pet.

But now Song Yun couldn't speak, he felt Yang Qingruo's deep sorrow, and when he thought of the bright red blood dripping on the carpet, he felt a little suffocated.

Song Yun didn't speak, his rationality was telling him, "This is Yang Qing, if he has self-knowledge, isn't a lover just a pet", but his feelings are pulling him again, "Stop talking nonsense, ask yourself that you really just treat him as a pet Well, a cat has been kept for a long time and has changed from a pet to a son."

"I know what you think, omega is like clothes, especially just an omega lover, a cheap item that is readily available." Yang Qingruo smiled self-deprecatingly, "But for me, I am a person, omega It's human too. I obeyed you before because I couldn't resist you, so I can always suffer less when I obey, right?"

"The only thing I want to do in this life is to live a dignified life as a human being one day. In order to buy a ticket to leave Guanghan City, I have worked so hard to act in front of Yang Qiang for 12 years. I should thank you You gave me money, and the money I spent with you for one night is far worth the 12 years of my hard work."

"When we were both unmarried and single, it was fine to be with you. What we did was the freedom of the two of us. But when you got engaged and I messed with you again, I would become a mistress, a mistress, and a mistress. This is my bottom line, I don't want to destroy anyone's marriage, I absolutely don't want to let myself bear a moral stigma, and I don't even have the qualifications to live a dignified life from now on."

After Yang Qingruo finished speaking, he looked at Song Yun, his eyes were sincere and filled with deep sorrow.

And Song Yun looked at him condescendingly, his thin lips were pursed into a line, after a long time, he mocked and smiled: "You said so much, don't you just want me to marry you?"