After I died, I became the white moonlight of scumbag A's ex-husband

He raised his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth carried a disdainful coldness, this is really reckless.He was tossed like that yesterday, but today he still doesn't know how to restrain himself, and even intends to seduce him with pheromones.

Zong Ying stood up and followed the direction of the pheromone to the kitchen.

Hang Jing stood on the edge of the table, with his back to him.

Zong Ying glanced at the blue and white apron and the clean and tidy table, thinking that this person is quite flirtatious.

It's not impossible to come here once in a while for kitchen play.

Hang Jing is a beauty. In terms of appearance alone, even in the general appearance group, she is the best.

Even just a back view is enough to make people dream about.

The waist tied by the lace of the apron is thin and tough. Zong Ying likes to pinch that thin waist hard, leaving deep red fingerprints on his fair skin. Just looking at it like this, he has Feel.

He walked over with a big stride, from behind he wrapped his arms around the slender waist that made him ponder, and pressed Omega's shoulder with the other hand, pushing him directly on the table.

"Zongying, you... ah──"

Hang Jing was wrapping a band-aid on himself, and didn't notice Zongying approaching behind him.

When he was thrown from behind, he had no time to react, his hands were bound, the back of his head was pinned down, and the back of his neck was forced to be exposed.

The red and swollen glands were bitten open again, and the newly formed blood scabs were torn off, and the pheromones of the camellia filled the kitchen with the smell of blood.

"Zongying, it hurts! It hurts!"

Hang Jing's forehead hit the cold marble dining table, hissing in pain. He didn't know what happened to Zong Ying. Except for the susceptible period, his alpha rarely came to him on his own initiative.

Feeling the warm palms getting in from the hem of the shirt, kneading the skin on the side of the waist, and the tendency to go all the way down, Hang Jing resisted in fright.

"Zongying, no! I haven't healed from yesterday's injury, so I can't."

Zong Ying stopped tearing his pants, and then he remembered that he did too much last night, and Hang Jing was indeed injured.

What is this man doing, since he is injured, he still seduces him desperately!

He was just about to ask Hang Jing why he was crazy, and then he saw the right hand that was pinned to the table by his wrist. The band-aid on the finger was only half pasted, and a bloody wound was still oozing blood.

The faint pheromone that was floating in the room just now came from this wound.

Knowing that it was a misunderstanding, Zong Ying was stunned for a moment, and soon he let go of Hang Jing and stood up.

Zong Ying is half a head taller than Hang Jing. At this moment, the two of them are facing each other, and with a casual glance, they can see Hang Jing sorting out his clothes and pants in a panic.

"What happened to the hand?"

Hang Jing froze for a moment, and lightly brushed his two fingertips, pressing down on the bleeding wound, not paying much attention.

"Accidentally rowed."

"If you're frizzy, don't do it if you can't do it well. Does the family have no money to hire a servant?"

Zong Ying glanced at Hang Jing's fingers, the blood dripping from the fingertips was particularly obtrusive, "You can't have any injuries on your body, if people see it, they will think I abused you."

"Since you have worked so hard to marry me, you must always remember your identity as Mrs. Zong."

Hang Jing shrank his fingers and slowly clenched into a fist. The wound was pressed hard between his palms, which hurt a little.

"I know who I am, and I will pay attention to it in the future."

Zong Ying became angry when he saw Hang Jing's bearing the humiliation, as if he had done something to offend him, it was obviously this person who messed up everything!

"I had an appointment with Wang Dingxiong this weekend, but now I decided to go to Sanhe City temporarily. You go to the law firm to meet him."

Hang Jing's mind was blank, his eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils trembled slightly.

He took half a step back without any trace, and used the dining table to support his precarious body: "I'm going to see Wang Lv, what are we talking about?"

"Talk about what?"

Zong Ying took a strange look at Hang Jing, inexplicably feeling that this person's state was a little strange, and didn't think much about it, and said impatiently, "Did you hurt your fingers or your brain?"

"It's not that you want to do some charitable funding? Since you want to do it, don't go to a lawyer to draw up a funding contract, or is it like a cash machine, except for sending money to people every month, and don't care about anything else?"

Hang Jing was stunned for a while, and his shoulders suddenly relaxed, as if his tense spirit suddenly relaxed.

He looked at Zongying, his eyes were full of smiles, his bright pupils were like the North Star in the night sky, "I'm sorry, I was negligent."

It turned out that it wasn't about divorce.

Hang Jing thought to himself, is the mark clearing operation also a misunderstanding?

He wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask. Fortunately, Zong Ying took the initiative to answer his doubts.

"Also, I found several AO specialist authorities. You said earlier that an illegal genetic laboratory was seized not long ago, and a group of victims who were used in AO human experiments were rescued, including several minors. The omega was injected with various alpha pheromones for labeling experiments?"

"Go to Assistant Sun, he has consulted, the sooner such marks are surgically removed, the fewer sequelae, you should implement them as soon as possible."

It was so!

It turned out to be just like this!

Great……

With Zong Ying's words, Hang Jing's heart that had been hanging for a day was finally put at ease.

"Zong Ying, thank you."

The haze in his heart was swept away, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, which was as gorgeous as a spring flower, and Hang Jing seemed to be shining.

Although Zong Ying didn't know why Hang Jing was so happy, he didn't have the leisure to think about the other party's thoughts, but he was hooked by this bright smile, and the desire that hadn't had time to retreat just now was swaying again.

The changes in Zongying's body could not be concealed from Hang Jing, who was only two steps away from him. After a brief astonishment, he gritted his teeth, blushed, and unbuttoned the buttons he had just fastened.

"I, you, that..."

Seeing Hang Jing like this, Zong Ying was angry and funny: "Hang Jing, you said it yourself. You can't bear the injury. Why, are you not afraid of pain now?"

"If you are injured, don't come to recruit me!"

Hang Jing bit his lower lip, and the blush on his cheeks deepened a little.

He stood there with disheveled clothes, the neckline was ripped open, and the apron was half hung on his chest. There were ambiguous red marks from the collarbone to the back of the neck, which made people imagine, but he was a bit shy from his eyes to his body.

Pure and desire...

Zong Ying cursed secretly in his heart, turned around and didn't want to take another look at this sea monster

He didn't want to be a beast after all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, his sleeve was pulled by someone.

Zong Ying turned his head subconsciously, and saw Hang Jing raised his head slightly to look at him, and said timidly: "It is true that the injury is still not healed, so, can you, be gentle, be gentle?"