After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

"……Yes."

He clearly knew that the last thing he wanted to hear was this answer, but Zhong Xun absolutely couldn't lie at this time.

"If, I mean if,"

"If one day, you don't like me anymore, or because of some reason, we broke up."

Zhong Xun also understands that this kind of problem has always been Fu Shiyan's / sensitive / sensitive / mine / area / area, but at this moment he has to tell him all the concerns in his heart, "at least until then, There will be no unnecessary entanglement between us due to the influence of pheromones."

"..."

Unsurprisingly, upon hearing his words, Fu Shiyan's expression suddenly became uglier, and his voice seemed to be trembling, "Do you think I don't like you?"

"Do you think we...will break up sooner or later?"

"Is that why you agreed to my confession with such a mood?"

It's one thing to know it in your heart, but it's another thing to hear him tell it to yourself.

"……I do not have."

Even in his most fragile and susceptible period, Zhong Xun had never seen Fu Shiyan's expression like this, and he said with great difficulty, "It's just...there is such a possibility/probability/that's all."

"What you said, 'I won't reject me again', was not a lie made up to trick me."

"Are they all lying to me?"

Fu Shiyan lowered his head, and his lips were almost attached to Zhong Xun's ear, "Omega is obviously more affected than Alpha, but you are just worrying about me."

"Have you ever heard what's really going on in your heart?"

"I just want to know, put aside all your worries, are you also longing for me?"

"..."

His words were too straightforward, Zhong Xun only felt an uncontrollable urge surge up in his body, and he didn't know whether it was caused by his words or his own passion reason.

The lips that were tightly attached to the ear did not know when they moved away from Zhong Xun's neck where Zhong Xun took the initiative to take off the restraining ring. At his soft gland, the Adam's apple rolled, and he asked bewitchingly, "Would you like me to mark it?"

"..."

Almost when he felt something sharp against his gland, Zhong Xun reflexively/sexually/dodged a step back like an electric shock, his back touched the cold piano keys like that time, and let out a few A pleasant crisp sound.

However, what is very strange is that even though the person in front of him is pressing him for an answer with an extremely forceful tone and posture, apart from the subconscious protective/sexual/avoidance action made by his body just now, he has no real sense of being oppressed at all. .

Although there is no reliable basis, Zhong Xun just inexplicably believes that the person in front of him will respect his choice, and will never force him to make a choice regardless of his own wishes.

"...Then you, be gentle."

He closed his eyes gently.

Zhong Xun clearly felt that the person stopped breathing a little after hearing his words, and he confirmed in a hoarse voice, "You...you really think clearly?"

He is the one who makes himself follow his heart's desire, but he is also the one who suffers from gains and losses and cannot believe it after hearing his choice.

"Think clearly,"

Zhong Xun slowly put his arms around his neck, "I will never use my own unilateral concerns to restrain you and our relationship."

"..."

After a while, Zhong Xun heard the man's steady breathing again, "...you promised it yourself, you can't go back on your word."

"What will happen next, I can no longer promise you."

Zhong Xun never knew that the two words gentle and strong can be described in one sentence.

His neck was gently bitten by the person pressing on him, and the clear and clear breath like the first snow rushed over, bit by bit into his glands.

...a very familiar smell.

Although there was a slight sense of disobedience, the current situation made Zhong Xun unable to concentrate on sorting out the things he had just noticed. All the chaotic thoughts in his mind were occupied by this person for a while, and Zhong Xun let it go. He/invaded/occupied/entered his own world bit by bit, the fresh scent of the first snow and the sweet scent of flowers were intimately intertwined and blended together.

This is what it feels like to be truly marked.

Some raw/sexual/sexual tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, all his strength was exhausted during the process of being marked just now, his back was supported by the keys, and his whole body was almost hugged by him in the air.

"like you."

Even after the brief mark was over, Fu Shiyan was still unwilling to let go. He kissed Zhong Xun's gland that clearly marked his mark, and murmured coquettishly, "I like you the most."

He carefully reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Zhong Xun's eyes, and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

"...No, it doesn't hurt."

These two words were almost choked out of Zhong Xun's throat. He cleared his throat deliberately, and said in a low voice, "...bad, you can almost let me go."

"Are you sure?"

There was a smile on Fu Shiyan's lips, "Can you still walk by yourself? Will your legs no longer be weak?"

The question was obviously asked out of concern, but Zhong Xun sensed something was not quite right from the eyes of the other party, thinking of the incident when he lost strength and almost fell when the first kiss ended, and his legs were weak. The heat that dropped a little in the body suddenly rose again, "Damn, of course."

"it is good."

Fu Shiyan didn't break him down any further, and walked away from the pressed keys with Zhong Xun in his arms. After confirming that his feet were firmly on the ground, he let go of the hands supporting him.

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

He asked the question nonchalantly, "Compared to the new drug my brother prescribed for you? Is my pheromone better?"

"..."

If he hadn't mentioned this issue at this time, perhaps Zhong Xun would have pretended not to notice it and skipped the topic. After all, it was Fu Shiyan's mark that made him fall in love when he just noticed this sense of disobedience. /Bewildered/meaning/random/temporarily put this matter behind me.

In those days, he lost contact without saying hello.

I saw the bluish-purple/marks/marks on the glands with my own eyes.

And the smell of the so-called new drug specially designed to treat pheromone disorders.

All the conditions come together and point to the same answer.

The author has something to say: Although he jokingly called Fu Shiyan ywn bad before, in fact he is very good but I am not good [? 】The copywriting will be slightly modified according to the lines of this chapter, and the time Dafa will be carried out from the next chapter!