Pheromone excess

Half a month later, Fang Shaoheng was still in the detention center. He asked his father many times to find a lawyer for him, but Fang Yongxin himself was under investigation, and he was so devastated that he didn't have the heart to manage Fang Shaoheng at all.

Fang Qianyu frowned slightly after listening to Jiang Yingchi finish the transcript made by the police that day.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his expression, Jiang Yingchi asked.

"The person who pushed me that day was my cousin."

Jiang Yingchi narrowed his eyes. According to his understanding of the two brothers and sisters of the other party's family, the relationship between the two is not so good that the elder brother can take the blame for the younger sister.But since Fang Shaoheng admitted that he pushed Qianyu, he just used this reason to detain him and reduce Fang Yongxin's power, so that he can start to investigate what Fang Yongxin did. As for Fang Xingying, we will deal with it later.

Jiang Yingchi reached out and touched Fang Qianyu's head, and said, "Yu Bao, take care of your illness and leave this matter to me."

Fang Qianyu nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Yingchi stared at the well-behaved person in front of him, his eyes were dark and deep, and after a while, he said cautiously: "Yu Bao, if I attack your second uncle's family, would you... mind?"

Fang Qianyu's crow-wing eyelashes trembled, and he said: "Grandpa once said to me that when a person is alive, he must have an account in his heart, and he must pay back the kindness owed to others. The second uncle's father is kind to grandpa, so grandpa will guarantee Second Uncle has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life."

"Grandpa was still there, but Second Uncle is still restrained. Since Grandpa fell, I have seen the situation of the projects in the hands of Second Uncle's cousin, and many of them are not right. Although I don't know the reason, I can't ruin Grandpa because of them. The blood of a lifetime."

Although Fang Qianyu didn't ask about the company's affairs, it was impossible for him not to guess what his second uncle had done. Such a big deficit would not be cleaned up. If it wasn't for Jiang Yingchi's support, the Fang family might have fallen down long ago.

"Furthermore, my brother is now the president of the Fang Corporation. No matter what decision you make, you have your reasons. I believe in my brother."

"Yu Bao..." Jiang Yingchi looked at the person in front of him with tenderness in his eyes.

"Brother" Fang Qianyu bit his tongue against his own lips.

The woody fragrance of the small fragrant pine slowly permeated into the air, and it was Fang Qianyu's pheromone that leaked out. That breath hooked Jiang Yingchi's nerves, causing Alpha's dark and deep eyes to ripple.

Someone behind him pushed open the door of the ward and came in.

Ji Zihe: "..."

When Ji Zihe saw the person who was very close to Fang Qianyu on the bed, Jiang Yingchi clearly saw that he was driving a supercar and had already traveled hundreds of thousands of miles.

Dr. Ji said that he wanted to poke his eyes.

Jiang Yingchi pressed the corner of Omega's beautifully curved mouth with his thumb covering Fang Qianyu's face, then stood up and looked at Ji Zihe who was holding a medical record to cover his face but couldn't help peeking: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, it's just that Qianyu's wound has scabbed over, and he can be discharged from the hospital. Just go back and pay more attention to rest." Ji Zihe flipped through the medical record in his hand, his eyes were full of smiles.

"Don't need to stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days?" Jiang Yingchi disapproved.

Hearing this, Fang Qianyu quickly reached out and grabbed Jiang Yingchi's sleeve: "Brother, I really don't need to live anymore. I'm really well. If I stay here again, I'm going to be moldy." After speaking, he blinked at Ji Zihe.

Ji Zihe understood: "I really don't need to live anymore, and..." Ji Zihe looked at Jiang Yingchi and said in a meaningful tone: "Qianyu's glands are injured, pheromones may be a little out of control, and the fever period is also unstable. , in case you get out of control, it's not convenient in the hospital, isn't it?"

Fang Qianyu: "?...!!..."

Doctor Ji, you have lost your rhythm, do you know that?

The expression on Jiang Yingchi's face didn't change much, and he said, "Understood." But he pressed his thumb on his index finger and crushed it.

As soon as he got home, Fang Qianyu took a shower first, washed off the smell of disinfectant, and then got into bed. He really missed the big bed at home, which was warm and spacious.

Seeing that Fang Qianyu's complexion improved a lot, the aunt at home finally let go of her long-sustained heart, and went to the kitchen diligently to prepare dinner for the two of them.

After the meal was ready, Jiang Yingchi asked his aunt to go back first. He opened the bedroom door and came in. He saw Fang Qianyu wrapped himself in a thick quilt, revealing a hairy head.

He approached and patted the quilt: "Yu Bao, get up and eat something."

The quilt moved, and Fang Qianyu's confused voice came: "Brother, let me sleep for a while."

"Yu Bao..."

Fang Qianyu rubbed his head against Jiang Yingchi's hand, but did not answer.

Jiang Yingchi bent down, leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice, "Sleepy."

The quilt was pulled down, revealing Fang Qianyu's sleepy face: "Brother, will you sleep with me?"

Jiang Yingchi's dark and deep eyes were bent, and he lifted the quilt and got on the bed.

Fang Qianyu crawled into Jiang Yingchi's arms like a bug.

"Brother, am I warm?" Fang Qianyu lay on Jiang Yingchi's chest, her big eyes were curved, and the little mole at the corner of her eye was like the finishing touch of a painter, making this delicate little face more vivid and attractive .

"Well, it's warm and soft." Jiang Yingchi wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the Omega in his arms, and his voice was low and magnetic.

Fang Qianyu got a satisfactory answer, smiled even sweeter, and lay back in Jiang Yingchi's arms, planning to continue sleeping.

Jiang Yingchi stroked the skin on the back of Shang Qianyu's neck with his other hand, the scar had already fallen off, leaving a pink and white mark: "Yu Bao, you smell so good."

Fang Qianyu was a little dazed in Jiang Yingchi's arms with her eyes closed: "Well, maybe the pheromones are out of control again."

"Yu Bao..."

Jiang Yingchi caressed Fang Qianyu's graceful back, and the Omega in his arms nestled comfortably and relaxed in his arms.

Jiang Yingchi's kiss fell on Fang Qianyu's temples: "Yu Bao, how are you?" His voice was slightly hoarse.

Fang Qianyu raised his head and bit the hot gland on the side of Alpha's neck.

......

When the Omega gland is damaged, pheromone will overflow uncontrollably from the wound. Fang Qianyu's skin is especially fragile. He just feels lazy and doesn't want to move. He stayed at home for a week after returning.

When I was in good spirits, I would go to the study room to draw some drawings, and sometimes I couldn't hold on, so I just hid in the quilt and didn't want to move.

The room is always lingering with the pheromone smell of Omega pine, which is mellow and textured, making people intoxicated.

When Jiang Yingchi comes back, he usually finds someone on the big bed in the bedroom. If he is not there, he may be on the sofa in the study, or in the hanging chair on the balcony. At this time, Alpha will gently carry his Omega back to the bed in the bedroom.

The Omega in his arms was small and soft, like a cute and obedient bunny.

When Fang Qianyu woke up, he turned over and lay down under the quilt. Alpha's long legs crossed in front of the window, flipping through the documents to be processed in his hands, with full browbones and deep eye sockets.

During this time, Jiang Yingchi moved to his home for most of his work, except for the meetings that he had to attend.

Onega's slender and white arms stretched out from under the quilt to hook the corner of Alpha's clothes. Alpha's eyes still fell on the pages of the book, and his wide palm stretched out to wrap around Onega's slightly smaller hand: "Good boy, don't make trouble anymore."

[The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Ji Zihe: Am I right in diagnosing it?

Jiang Yingchi: Yes

Fang Qianyu: ?(?+???ω???+?)?

It’s the end of the year, and I’m a bit busy at work, so I’ll take a sneak peek at my busy schedule while I’m done with work~]