please feel my love

After talking about the matter, Yan Xueqing wanted to go back to Yan's to work overtime, and Fu Sirong was not left to eat at home.

"The reception is not good, please treat Mr. Fu to dinner next time." She apologized to Fu Sirong.

In fact, even if she doesn't work overtime, Yan Xueqing doesn't want to keep Fu Sirong at home for dinner. This is the same-sex repulsion between the Alphas, and it is also the dissatisfaction of Yan Shanlan's sister.

Fu Sirong didn't care about this trivial matter, but hoped that Yan Xueqing would settle the matter of Yan's family early so that he could take Yan Shanlan out to relax.

"Miss Yan, you're welcome, we're all family." Fu Sirong took Yan Shanlan's hand and gently moved it to his side, "Then I'll take him home first."

"it is good."

Fu Sirong was driving the car, while Yan Shanlan was sitting in the co-pilot, leaning against the window and looking at the scenery on the street in a trance.

The spring day was sunny, and the light golden light with warm heat fell on Yan Shanlan's body through the car window, dyeing the long eyelashes that were slightly upturned into gold.

Yan Shanlan narrowed his eyes, his gray irises became lighter in the sunlight, so shallow that Fu Sirong couldn't see what was hidden in his eyes.

The floating fine dust jumped in the air, Fu Sirong's heart moved, "The matter of Yan's is not difficult to solve, don't worry."

Yan Shanlan's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes to look at him, "You saw it."

"En." Fu Sirong responded, "You look very bad, didn't you rest last night?"

"A little bit." Yan Shanlan didn't deny it, but he didn't say why he didn't sleep well.

Holding the steering wheel with his left hand, Fu Sirong extended his right hand to Yan Shanlan, "Are there any work arrangements in the future?"

Yan Shanlan thought that Fu Sirong wanted to pull his hand, and waited quietly for him to move, but his hand was hanging in the air, as if asking for consent, and it didn't come down for a long time.

"Ten days off." Yan Shanlan turned over his hand, revealing his palm, and Fu Sirong shook it down.

Ten fingers clenched tightly, palms pressed against each other, which was originally an intimate gesture, but Fu Sirong didn't have any pink bubbles in his head.

Yan Shanlan's hands were always cold, and he was ready to cover his hands for him, but was scalded by the high temperature of his palm.

With abnormal body temperature and haggard complexion, Fu Sirong couldn't help but look at Yan Shanlan a few more times.

He didn't ask aloud, he only thought that Yan Shanlan was worried too much and didn't have a good rest.

The peach blossoms outside the window were blown away by the wind, falling on the car window, and then flew in the opposite direction of the car.

Fu Sirong took Yan Shanlan's hand and leaned against the armrest box, "When the matter is settled, do you want to go on honeymoon?"

Yan Shanlan looked down at the clasped hands, and lightly brushed Fu Sirong's knuckles with his fingertips, "Next month, I'm a little tired recently, I want to rest for a while."

He didn't say anything, although Fu Sirong was considerate to him and he refused to hold a wedding if he didn't want to, but he still had to take care of Fu Sirong's feelings.

When everything is over, it's fine for the two of you to go on a honeymoon together.

Back at Fu's house, Fu Sirong led Yan Shanlan out of the car.

Standing in front of the door, Yan Shanlan was blown by a cool breeze, and a burst of heat suddenly appeared on his body, which slowly seeped out from the glands in the back of his neck and spread to his whole body.

"I won't eat dinner." He held Fu Sirong's hand, and looked at Fu Sirong without blinking his eyes moist from the heat.

"It's been a little uncomfortable for the past two days."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Fu Sirong noticed Yan Shanlan's discomfort in the car, and raised his hand to touch his body temperature, but was avoided.

Yan Shanlan dodged Fu Sirong's hand, the other's warm breath brushed his shoulders and brushed his chin, and his body trembled imperceptibly.

He froze in place, if he hadn't worn a neck ring before going out and the pheromone was suppressed, otherwise he might be limp in the opponent's arms now.

"Just sleep for a while, it's fine."

Yan Shanlan walked up the stairs to the third floor, and Fu Sirong followed behind him, protecting his back weakly.

Fu Sirong watched Yan Shanlan enter the room before turning around and going downstairs.

He was sitting on the sofa, when the butler came over and asked him if he needed a doctor, it was only then that he remembered that Yan Shanlan didn't say good night to him today.

But other than good night, Fu Sirong always felt that he had forgotten something.

Fu Sirong finally remembered the thing he had forgotten the next night. To be precise, it was Yan Shanlan who reminded him.

Yan Shanlan went out to work on weekends and felt unwell. Fu Sirong went to the company to go to work after not spending much time with him. Although the president could skip work, he still conscientiously stayed until the afternoon when he was off work.

After a busy day, Fu Sirong called Yan Shanlan on the way back, wanting to ask if he was feeling better, but no one answered the two calls in a row.

His face was solemn, the driver saw it in the rearview mirror, was too scared to speak by the coercion of the superior Alpha, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car.

When Fu Sirong entered the house, the butler ran over and said that Yan Shanlan hadn't left the room all day and hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch, so he only asked him to bring some nutritional supplements.

In addition to last night, Yan Shanlan hadn't eaten for a whole day.

With a sullen face, Fu Sirong said to the worried housekeeper, "I'll go and have a look."

Fu Sirong stood in front of Yan Shanlan's room door, and waited for his mood to stabilize before knocking on the door.

"Knock Knock-"

The rhythmless and fidgety door knocking echoed in the corridor. Fu Sirong knocked again and again until his knuckles turned red, but there was no movement behind the door.

Just when he was considering whether to kick the door, the door suddenly opened a crack, and a strong fragrance of flowers gushed out from the crack, and instantly surrounded Fu Sirong with a bit of bitter orange blossom fragrance.

Fu Sirong's mind went blank for a moment, and the flower-scented pheromone entered his body from the nasal cavity, arousing the desire deep in his heart.

He remembered the feeling of possessing this Omega, his body was warm and soft, but he didn't smell his pheromone.

"You're in heat!"

Fu Sirong remembered that Yan Shanlan had just said the day he moved in that his estrus period was approaching.

The nostrils were full of tempting floral fragrance, Fu Sirong stretched his last bit of rationality, took a step back, and opened the distance between the two of them.

A protracted hum came from the crack of the door, Yan Shanlan leaned against the door with his hands on the door frame, his joints were flushed from heat.

Yan Shanlan, who was in estrus, felt hot all over his body, even his breath was hot.

"Want to come in?" he asked.

Fu Sirong was dazed by the strong fragrance of flowers, and for a moment he didn't understand where Yan Shanlan said "come in", but he knew that as long as he stepped in, the relationship between him and Yan Shanlan would completely deteriorate.

Yan Shanlan will wear his mark and become his Omega, who will be inseparable for the rest of his life.

The pheromones wafting from Yan Shanlan's body stirred in the air, conveying the message of union to Alpha.

Fu Sirong saw those eyes glowing with water in the darkness, he could feel the warm breath exhaled by the person in front of him, the hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, the pain in the palm awakened a little reason.

He was suddenly a little thankful that he had the habit of spraying blockers. The spray condensed into a film on the glands, temporarily blocking the invasion of pheromones.

In fact, it won't last long, but at least for now, he can still keep awake in front of his beloved Omega.

Fu Sirong grabbed the doorknob and said to Yan Shanlan who was leaning against the door: "No, I'll call a doctor for you."

Yan Shanlan, who was leaning against the door, opened his eyes wide, and dropped his hand on the door frame.

"No, I can do it myself." He rejected Fu Sirong's help in a soft voice.

The alloy piece screamed "Yiya", and the door leading to desire in front of Fu Sirong was gently closed, separating the strong pheromone from him.

Fu Sirong wasn't sure whether he pulled it in or Yan Shanlan locked it in.

The strong pheromones slowly dissipated, and Fu Sirong's feverish brain gradually calmed down.

He lingered outside the door for a while, and when he raised his hand, he found that the palm was full of tiny wounds, and the palm prints were mottled with blood.

Yan Shanlan leaned against the door panting for breath, and when the heat on her body subsided a little, she propped herself up and lay down on the bed.

He curled up on the bed, the sheets soaked with sweat, leaving behind the sour and slightly sweet scent of bitter orange blossom.

Sudden physical discomfort yesterday, Yan Shanlan realized that he was about to go into heat, and sprayed a large amount of blocking agent when he returned to the room.

He slept for seven or eight hours, was awakened by a high fever in the middle of the night, and ushered in his first estrus in Fu's house.

In the silent night, only Yan Shanlan was awake.

He wanted to send a message to Fu Sirong, but struggled on the bed for a while, and suddenly gave up the moment he reached for the phone.

Taking advantage of the gap between the climax, he opened the bedside table and took out the inhibitor that had been placed in it earlier. While panting, he aimed the needle at the back of his neck with difficulty.

It was the most painful when the inhibitor was administered. The sensitive glands were pierced by needles, the cold sedative was injected into the body, the release of pheromones became slow, and the high fever was not relieved.

That night in Tokyo, Fu Sirong bit his collarbone, and a small amount of Alpha pheromone seeped in from the wound and melted into his glands, and the inhibitor slowed down when he was in heat again.

The slower the pain, the more torture, Yan Shanlan couldn't help but take another injection of inhibitors.

He lay on the bed in a daze, thinking that if the inhibitor didn't work anymore, he could only let Fu Sirong mark him.

Yan Shanlan struggled feebly on the bed, her nightgown was wide open, her chest and thighs were completely exposed to the air, slowly turning pink in the cool air.

He deconstructed himself as in the past, but the body that had endured Fu Sirong became greedy, and the light touch of his fingers was like a seduction, awakening a deeper desire.

Seeing that his body was getting hotter and hotter, Yan Shanlan sprayed the placebo he used before on the bed, and the fine water mist fell on him, but it had no effect at all.

He changed several kinds, and finally grabbed a bottle from the bedside table, sprayed it on the air outlet of the purification system, and the light woody fragrance with a smoky smell permeated the air, blending with the anxious bitter orange blossom .

As the burnt nerves slowly cooled down, Yan Shanlan couldn't remember what it tasted like, and he tore off the label of the placebo.

But he knew that this must be the smell that most resembled Fu Sirong's pheromone.

The placebo only lasted for a few hours, and it was all gone before Fu Sirong came.

The inhibitor took effect in Yan Shanlan's body, his body temperature dropped back to the normal range, and the pheromone that had been tossing aggressively all day slowly calmed down.

The restlessness came to an end, and the aftertaste was just a trivial struggle.

The air purification system was running non-stop, and the concentration of pheromone in the room was much lower than that during the normal estrus period. Only Yan Shanlan's body smelled particularly strong of bitter orange blossom due to the fever of the glands.

Just now, Fu Sirong was able to withstand the temptation of the pheromone, not because he had good concentration, but because he happened to miss the most dangerous time.

Physiological tears flowed down the end of his eyes, Yan Shanlan turned over and lay down on the pillow.

He looked at the two used inhibitor casings on the ground, and cursed in a hoarse voice: "Asshole."