I fell in love with my nemesis after rebirth

Sheng Xuehe's words were too straightforward, even explicit, so that Fu Yiwen misunderstood.

His brows slowly condensed into a pleasant arc, Fu Yiwen didn't expect that he would be so obscene, that he would think about these timely things when others were in crisis.

Sheng Xuehe was hanging on him, Fu Yiwen could have sent Sheng Xuehe back, the one who was sober was Sheng Xuehe, but him.

Looking past the garden vegetation and the gate, reaching the opposite residents, the thoughts are gradually pulled back to a few days ago.

When he was a guest at Sheng Xuehe's house that day, Sheng Xuehe's parents had a private conversation with him.

"Our son has a special body. According to the physical examination, his pheromones 'like' you very much."

Fu Yiwen stared at the couple in front of him without any stage fright.

He also discovered that Sheng Xuehe's pheromone fit him very well.

Just the exchange of saliva made him excited, as if a hurricane was pulling his sanity away.

"If he enters estrus next time and you happen to be around, we ask you to give him a temporary mark."

Fu Yiwen was stunned. Although the temporary mark is a lifetime mark, it is also very meaningful.

With the superimposition of the number of temporary markings, the two parties will become attached due to the exchange of pheromones.

Such infatuation is not brought about by mutual affection, but by hormone regulation.

"This is the advice given to us by the doctor. We know that the temporary mark of the top Alpha is very precious, and we are willing to give compensation."

Sheng Xuehe's parents loved him very much, and the compensation they offered was very generous, and if he was an ordinary person, he would certainly be able to refuse.

But Fu Yiwen's conditions were poor, and he was not moved by these attractive conditions.

Fu Yiwen told them: "I will think about it."

Sheng Xuehe's body was getting hotter and hotter. Fu Yiwen supported him, watching him raise his head dimly.

Because of his clear consciousness, his eyes seemed to be stained with fine mist, and he looked at people with a different meaning.

Fu Yiwen stared at him for a moment and told him, "I can give you a temporary mark."

"Temporary marks of top Alpha are more effective than high-level inhibitors."

Sheng Xuehe closed his eyes and thought, and quickly made a decision, he said, he could.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yiwen asked him where to choose the temporary mark.

"Your home or mine?" Fu Yiwen said, "My mother is at home."

Sheng Xuehe: "...my parents and grandma are here."

Fu Yiwen nodded, without his permission, directly picked him up and strode into the room.

"Then my home."

Sheng Xuehe was dizzy all the way, but this time the estrus period was not so difficult, even without inhibitors.

As long as he was close to Fu Yiwen and sniffed the breath of Fu Yiwen, those restless and peaceful factors could be suppressed.

The servants in the house are all Beta, smelling the pheromone, but the smell is so strong that they can also smell the faint fragrance.

The fragrance of campanula mixed with elegant camellia forms a unique taste.

"Master." They looked respectful, looking at the young man in Fu Yiwen's arms, a little at a loss.

At the same time at a loss, Sheng Xuehe could see their eager curiosity, and there was a feeling of "the young master brought someone back for the first time" in his eyes.

Fortunately, they didn't say that, otherwise he would be very embarrassed.

The posture of being hugged by the princess made his face burn. He turned his head and buried his face in Fu Yiwen's chest, blocking other people's prying eyes.

"Master, tonight's meal is..."

"Are there any taboos?" Fu Yiwen asked him.

His voice was low and sandy: "No."

"Dinner as usual."

As soon as the words fell, the servants were in a hurry. They were well-trained and knew how to measure, but the fragrance of flowers in the air still made them think about it.

The ups and downs when going up the stairs spread to them, making the distance between them closer, Sheng Xuehe's breathing quickened, and he couldn't help but hug Fu Yiwen's neck tightly.

"Fu Yiwen."

The extreme desire made him unbearable to make a sound, his long eyelashes were trembling, like the wings of a butterfly in the wind.His hand gradually slipped down, grasping the cloth on Fu Yiwen's chest.

"how much longer?"

There is still some distance from Fu Yiwen's room. Fu Yiwen is an Alpha with a strong sense of territory.Even if it is a temporary mark, he still hopes to possess his own Omega in his own territory.

Fu Yiwen wanted to tell Sheng Xuehe his plan, which would make it appear that he cared a lot and took it too seriously.

So he stopped, bowed his head and kissed his lips, the contact only remained on the surface, making Sheng Xuehe dazed for a moment.

"immediately."

Fu Yiwen's room was filled with the smell of Alpha's pheromones, and the scent of wind chimes blowing into his face penetrated his nostrils, and Sheng Xuehe trembled, even knowing when he was put on the couch.

The shadow gradually came over, Sheng Xuehe raised his eyes to look, Fu Yiwen's eyes faded from the regularity of the past, with a little laziness, maybe because of the deep eye sockets, it always gives people a very gentle feeling.

His hand was caught and held for a while before being let go.He leaned on his elbows and wanted to get up and approach the other party, wanting to get more pheromones.

Their fingers were gradually intertwined, and Fu Yiwen kissed their clasped hands, the kiss was slow and tender, with extreme patience.

Then the kiss shifted, reaching his glands.

The moment Fu Yiwen's lips touched his soft glands, Sheng Xuehe's whole body froze, because he was too happy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then opened again as if he couldn't bear it, and looked sideways sadly.

Expectation, longing, desire, confusion.All intertwined in this pair of clear and innocent eyes.

Passing his hands under his armpits, he was easily picked up and placed on his lap. By the time he reacted, Fu Yiwen had torn his clothes to pieces, exposing most of his snow-white shoulders.

His skin was smudged like watercolor, his collarbone was all water red, and his beautiful back was all reflected in Fu Yiwen's quiet eyes.

Fu Yiwen: "I'm going to bite it down."

There is still room for regret now.

Compared with Fu Yiwen's hesitation, Sheng Xuehe took the initiative too much. He is not a person who is greedy for pleasure, but his instinctive physiological reaction made him unable to control himself.

He took the initiative to pull down his clothes, and lowered his head obediently, as if to make it easier for Alpha to find the glands.

Alpha couldn't bear it anymore, its canines pressed against the fragile skin, and bit down hard.

In an instant, the blood in the body seemed to be violently impacted, bringing about the heat that the blood vessels were about to rupture.

The pain, mixed with other unspeakable sensory experiences, burned his nerves.

He was hiding, with fiery palms pressed against his back, preventing him from escaping.

Boiling blood was pulsating and surging under the skin, and the room was filled with the smell of hormones, which made him shed tears.

A strange throbbing bloomed like a spring flower, floating silently in his glands.

The bitten gland was dripping with blood, and Fu Yiwen stretched out his tongue to lick it away. This was a soothing job, and it was also his primitive instinct.

The pheromones in the blood reach the mouth, bringing a feeling of ecstasy.

It wasn't until the wound was bleeding again that Fu Yiwen left slowly. At this moment, Sheng Xuehe was leaning against him weakly, his body was flushed red, as if soaked in rose juice.

The fingers on the back slowly fell, reaching the waist that was so slender that it could be grasped.

His waist is really thin.

So fine, Fu Yiwen wanted to poke his fingertips in and feel his slenderness in a more intimate way.

While Sheng Xuehe was panting for breath, Fu Yiwen's eyes kept falling on his glands.

The originally fair and clear skin was mottled and dripping with his kiss. He waited for a while, and tattoo-like blood lines gradually appeared on his skin.

The blood line seemed to grow from the skin, Fu Yiwen waited patiently until a delicate and delicate campanula was outlined.

Fu Yiwen's pheromone is the fragrance of wind chimes.

The initial color was bright and lustrous, with extremely high brightness, and slowly, the highly saturated red faded away, leaving only a light layer of chalk marks.

After the Alpha marks the Omega, the Omega's glands will produce a tattoo-like pattern. What is Alpha's pheromone, what is the marker.

The more times of temporary marking, the darker the color.

It's like engraving your own logo on your belongings, like a brand, like a mark.

Fu Yiwen stroked Sheng Xuehe's back, and kissed him on the cheek from time to time. They hugged each other, and no one pushed away, and no one was willing to push away.

There was only the smell of their pheromones intertwined in the air, and Sheng Xuehe was alone by his side. When he was most vulnerable, only he could mark him.

Fu Yiwen stroked Sheng Xuehe's cheek with the other hand, and experienced the marked Sheng Xuehe for the first time, his eyes were absent-minded, and his beautiful face was as pure as white paper.

His lips are slightly parted, breathing.

His breathing rhythm was completely messed up, and he was not as calm as before.

If possible, Fu Yiwen wanted to leave a permanent mark on Sheng Xuehe's flawless snow-like skin.

Only your own imprint.

Fu Yiwen had to do something to stop himself, otherwise, he might make a mistake.

——The desire to deepen the imprint is stronger than ever.

The delicate chin was slowly pinched, Fu Yiwen lowered his head and kissed him.

It was raining outside, Sheng Xuehe knew how many times he had been kissed, he only knew that his lips were numb again, and he stretched out his hand to push feebly.

"Fu Yiwen," his voice was hoarse, "I want to drink water."

Just now when Sheng Xuehe wanted to talk, he would get Fu Yiwen's kiss, but now he couldn't bear it, he was too thirsty.

There was warm water prepared in advance at the head of the bed, Fu Yiwen took it, and sent the quilt wall to his lips.

He wanted to get it by himself, but Fu Yiwen took the cup away as a prank, so that he could see and touch it.

How childish.Sheng Xuehe laughed, he raised his head and opened his lips, waiting for Fu Yiwen's service.

He was wearing Fu Yiwen's coat, and there was almost nothing inside, just torn and invisible clothes.

"I'm sorry," Fu Yiwen's fingertips hooked on the shredded fabric, "I went too far."

Sheng Xuehe, who didn't feel much at first, suddenly felt hot. Fortunately, he seldom showed his face, and he seemed barely shocked.

"It's okay." Although his fingertips were still numb, he was barely able to stay awake, "Thank you for marking me."

The fingers that were playing with the fabric suddenly stopped, Fu Yiwen seemed to find it boring, and withdrew his hand.But he didn't intend to let go of Sheng Xuehe, but held him tightly in his arms.

His chin rested on Sheng Xuehe's shoulder, his body was full of his own smell, as if he was his own Omega.

Omega that only belongs to you.

At this time, I checked my mobile phone, only to find that there were many missed calls and text messages of greetings.

Duan Xiangwei sent him a lot of voice messages, but he missed one.

The clear and lively youthful voice echoed in the pheromone-filled room, as if a third person had appeared in the closed environment.

'Are you home yet? '

At this moment, Sheng Xuehe was being hugged tightly by Fu Yiwen, his neck was full of another person's breath, and the soft touch seemed to brush against the side of his neck, making him tremble.

"do not……"

As soon as he uttered the words, Sheng Xuehe shut up. He could not believe that the panting and trembling voice came from him.

"Answer him?"

Fu Yiwen didn't seem to hear his resistance, but instead tightened the hand on his waist.

"He must have been waiting a long time."

It seems impolite to reply after listening to someone else's voice.

After thinking for a moment, Sheng Xuehe bowed his head and typed, but Fu Yiwen clung to him so close that his weak fingers couldn't type completed sentences.

Sheng Xuehe put down his phone helplessly: "Do you want me to go back to Duan Xiangwei?"

"No," Fu Yiwen said, "You misunderstood."

Fu Yiwen said so, but his actions were all subtle.

After returning to Duan Xiangwei with great difficulty, Sheng Xuehe simply put his phone beside his pillow, wanting to turn around and look at Fu Yiwen.

Fu Yiwen stretched out his hand towards him, and he put it on without thinking, and was pulled into his embrace again.

Previously, it was chest to back, but this time it was face-to-face intimacy.

The sound of the rain outside the window stopped abruptly, and even the sound of the wind was gone. It was too peaceful.

In the quiet to silent environment, only the sound of their breathing and the entangled smell of pheromone that separates you and me flow quietly.

Fu Yiwen hugged him, stretched out his hand to hook his fine hair, and closed his dark and gloomy eyes.The grainy voice was a little hoarse at the moment: "The rain has stopped."

"Are you leaving?" Fu Yiwen asked.

The rain stopped, he should go.

Sheng Xuehe wanted to answer, but the other party's fingers touched his cheek, all the way to the corner of his mouth.Forced to tremble slightly, he said, "I should go."

"Oh." Fu Yiwen responded, but did not let go.

Sheng Xuehe asked: "Why did you let me go?"

Fu Yiwen was laughing, as if he wanted to lower his head to kiss him, but stopped in mid-air, and just smoothed his messy hair behind his ears.

This time, Fu Yiwen replied very seriously: "Because I want you to go."

The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Eve, baby. :)

(I found something really stupid, I put in the drop box and didn't set the time)