please feel my love

Fu Sirong's birthday has just passed, and the long holiday in October is coming again.

The golden autumn of October is cool, tourists flock to travel, and couples flock to get married. Fu Sirong received several invitations, but he didn't go to any of them.

Yan Shanlan didn't like to participate in these activities, Fu Sirong was reluctant to let him stay at home alone for seven days, and pushed all the invitations that could be pushed, and asked Ke Ye to participate on his behalf if he couldn't.

It's not the first time Ke Ye has helped Fu Sirong do this kind of work. Although dealing with favors is hard, Assistant Ke loves to do this the most.

You don't have to pay the red envelopes yourself, you still get bonuses, you spend the boss's money to eat and drink for free, and you can hide from the blind dates arranged by your family. This job is perfect.

However, there are always some people who are too ostentatious, and Ke Ye, a personal assistant, cannot handle it for them.

Fu Sirong received a call from his father on the second day of the long vacation.

"The child of the Su family got married and sent me an invitation card. Your mother and I are in Europe now. If you have nothing to do, go there for me." Fu Xian didn't make any detours with his son, and directly said The invitation was lost.

Fu Sirong was stuffed with a hot potato without any mental preparation, and he was furious, "Dad, if you take my mother out to play, don't I have to ask my wife to go out?"

One second he was thinking about where Yan Shanlan was going to spend his birthday, and the next second his plans were disrupted by his father. He was afraid that he had a grudge against Fu Xian in his previous life, so he would have such a father in this life.

"You won't take Lanlan with you?" Fu Xian didn't feel any guilt for disturbing the young couple.

In turn, he blamed Fu Sirong for not saying anything, and threatened: "Anyway, I can't go. Lao Su has known me for so many years and has been in business with your uncle. Xiao Nian will also go. You can figure it out."

Mr. Fu hung up the phone with a "snap". Fu Sirong looked at the screen showing that the call had ended, threw the phone away angrily, and went upstairs to complain to Yan Shanlan.

Yan Shanlan didn't react much after hearing this, but just smiled, "It's just for one night, if you can't push it away, just go, you can't always ask Ke Zhu to help you deal with it."

"Lanlan." Fu Sirong hugged Yan Shanlan on his lap unhappily.

He kissed Yan Shanlan's chin, "You have a good rest at home, remember to eat on time, I will rush back to celebrate your birthday with you."

Yan Shanlan panted with his head up, his back tensed into a beautiful arc, and his slender fingers gently hooked the tie of the nightgown.

"It's just your birthday, you can celebrate it next year." He was panting heavily, his voice trembling, "Be careful on the road."

Fu Sirong kissed him from his chin down to his shoulder, leaving a bite mark on his collarbone in response.

The Su family's family business is in the inland of the south, and the wedding ceremony is also held there.

The holiday flights were full, Fu Sirong thought it was troublesome, so he applied for a private jet flight, and rushed there on the morning of the wedding day.

The Su family invited Fu Sirong's father, but when he went, the Su family had no objection and were a little surprised at the same time.

"Mr. Fu" the Omega brother of the new Su family greeted Fu Sirong, "Didn't Mr. Yan come with you?"

Fu Sirong handed him the red envelope containing the gift money, "He's been a little busy recently."

"Yes." The other party said with a smile.

He wrote Fu Sirong's name on the registration form, and said to the man in a suit beside him, "Take Mr. Fu to your seat."

Under the guidance of the Su family, Fu Sirong sat in the second row, which was the seat closest to the stage except for the main table where the relatives of the couple sat.

As soon as he sat down, he felt many eyes falling on him.

Even if you don't know Fu Sirong, you can guess that his status is not low when you see him sitting in that position.

Although the newcomers are the protagonists of this wedding, whether it is for them or for the guests who came to attend, the wedding based on family cooperation is in the final analysis just another social gathering of the upper class.

Someone came up to chat with Fu Sirong, "Mr. Fu, long time no see. Didn't Mrs. Fu come with you?"

"He's busy with work." Fu Sirong replied casually.

There was still a period of time before the wedding started, people who came to greet Fu Sirong one after another, they were not talking about polite scenes, or some trivial business matters.

Fu Sirong got annoyed after dealing with it a few times, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't take out his mobile phone to chat with Yan Shanlan, so he just sat on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Those who hadn't had time to speak saw it, and could only dispel the idea of ​​getting close.

Except for one person.

"Brother, sister-in-law didn't come with you?"

A brisk and familiar voice rang in his ears, and Fu Sirong opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Zhu Shinian's bright smiling face.

Pei Sen stood behind Zhu Shinian, and Fu Sirong nodded in greeting to him, before saying to Zhu Shinian, "Lan Lan is too tired recently, rest at home."

"Oh." Zhu Shinian sat on the seat next to Fu Sirong, "Then can I go and play with my sister-in-law?"

When he sat down, a wind mixed with two kinds of pheromones brushed Fu Sirong's cheek and blew past the tip of his nose.

Fu Sirong leaned his neck back, and said in disgust: "Zhu Shinian, what did you do last night? The smell of sweet-scented osmanthus on your body gave me a headache."

"Really?" Zhu Shinian raised his arm and sniffed, "I think it smells good."

Zhu Shinian's pheromone is oolong tea flavor, which is so faint that he can hardly smell it. As for the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance that suffuses Fu Sirong, it is the pheromone of his personal assistant Pei Sen.

Alpha's pheromone overflow is a provocation to Alpha and an offense to Omega, no one will find that smell good, except for partner... or lover.

Fu Sirong thought of the bitter orange blossom fragrance on Yan Shanlan's body.

When Yan Shanlan was rejected by the little white dog, he asked him if he felt the smell of bitter orange blossom was pungent.

Maybe kittens and puppies would think so, but Fu Sirong is Yan Shanlan's Alpha, he likes the smell of Yan Shanlan's pheromones, especially after the temporary marking, the slightly bitter orange blossom smells better with his pheromones up.

Thinking of this, Fu Sirong couldn't help taking a deep breath, causing Zhu Shinian who was beside him to give him a strange look.

The wedding process was as boring as ever, and Fu Sirong was drowsy while sitting under the stage.

Now he understood a little bit why Yan Shanlan didn't want to hold a wedding.

The couple and their parents are bragging about each other on stage, and the guests are making friends offstage. If their wedding becomes like this, there is no need to do it.

Not to mention the time-consuming and labor-intensive ritual, the quality of the ceremony has also changed.

Fu Sirong has always believed that weddings should be a beautiful moment to share and witness feelings, not a tool for unrelated people to communicate and brag.

But being born in such a circle, they either just get a certificate and don't hold a wedding like they do, or they take advantage of the opportunity to hold a special event, and relatives and friends sit down to have a meal together as a witness, but there are very few.

After a long prelude, the couple finally exchanged rings and kissed each other with everyone's blessing.

Fu Sirong stared at the stage in a daze, while Zhu Shinian kept poking the screen with his mobile phone.

The master of ceremonies on the stage suddenly yelled: "The couple is going to throw bouquets!"

As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, Fu Sirong heard a "bang", Zhu Shinian threw his phone on the table, and he was no longer in his seat.

He looked at the stage. Zhu Shinian, who was bored playing with his mobile phone, rushed to the stage when the newcomers threw out the bouquet, and took the pure white bouquet.

Zhu Shinian smiled brightly, and waved at Fu Sirong with a bouquet of flowers, and the people present bowed their heads and whispered.

They were discussing whether the Omega heir of the Zhu family had a marriage partner, but Fu Sirong could see clearly that Zhu Shinian was waving to Pei Sen who was standing in the corner behind him.

His younger brother, who only knows how to play and socialize, now has only Pei Sen in his heart and eyes.

Just like I love Yan Shanlan.

After grabbing the bouquet, the couple changed their clothes and toasted the guests arm in arm.

By the time the wedding was over, it was already very late.

Fu Sirong saw the message Yan Shanlan sent an hour ago, replied two voices, and said "good night" before exiting the chat interface.

He didn't book a hotel in advance, and there were no vacancies at this time. It happened that his uncle was not at home these days, so Zhu Shinian asked him to stay at Zhu's house for one night.

Like the Su family, the Zhu family took root in the interior. Before Fu Sirong went to university, he would stay at his uncle's house for a while during the winter and summer vacations every year.

Zhu's family has always reserved a room for him, and it's not troublesome to stay there temporarily for one night, but he hasn't been there for a long time, and he's not used to it.

Zhu's driver sent the three of them back, Zhu Shinian dragged Pei Sen to sit in the back row, and Fu Sirong sat in the co-pilot.

After drinking, he was a little sleepy after sitting down. He dozed off on the back of the chair for a while, and vaguely heard the two people in the back seat whispering something.

Fu Sirong didn't have a habit of eavesdropping, but the two of them talked louder and louder, so loud that he couldn't sleep or listen, and finally raised the baffle between the two rows of seats.

After the baffle was raised, the voices of Zhu Shinian and Pei Sen disappeared.

Deaf ears don't bother my heart, as long as it doesn't affect the driving, Fu Sirong has no objection even if Zhu Shinian fights Pei Sen in the back row.

But being interrupted by Zhu Shinian, Fu Sirong began to miss Yan Shanlan again.

He and Yan Shanlan spent most of their time together quietly, not as noisy as Zhu Shinian, but when they were in a quiet environment, he couldn't help but think about it.