end of marriage

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An Mo slowly raised his eyes, seeing the bright and persistent eyes of the young man, his heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Sure enough, are you still in love?

He couldn't help mocking himself, he really deserved it, he really didn't repent.

When he called Cui Shu today to inquire about Lu Ran's recent situation, he casually asked Zhou Luoyan when he would be home.

Because Alpha has changed his sex recently, he comes back for dinner every day.

Cui Shu said that he left the company very early, and An Mo suddenly had a premonition in his heart, remembering that he called and said to see Ji Qing a few days ago.

But at this moment, when he hugged himself, there was a faint fragrance of flowers on his suit.

It was the smell of jacarandas.

An Mo knew that Zhou Luoyan went to see Ji Qing today.

A large jacaranda was planted in a greenhouse in the nursing home. Every time Zhou Luoyan passed by, he would stop by to see how much the flowers had withered, and then tried every means to transplant and fill them up, so as to ensure that the entire garden was full of flowers.

An Mo likes to do housework, usually reads and grows flowers.He loves life in his bones, and the person who loves life has a very romantic heart.

But Zhou Luoyan's romance was never given to him.

An Mo naturally wouldn't ask for something that didn't belong to him.Because, um, ugly.

Zhou Luoyan said, look, how ugly it is.

An Mo is stubborn and has strong self-esteem. When he met Ji Qing for the first time, after Zhou Luoyan said this, he tried his best to make himself look better in this unequal relationship.

In a relationship, whoever is tempted first will lose.He has already lost once... Countless times, he didn't want to lose his feelings and face, and he didn't want to look too bitter and embarrassing.

Does he really not care that Zhou Luoyan finds other omega?

No, he cares, he cares...how could he not care.

Without love, without exception.

When he saw Zhou Luoyan making out with other Omegas, he would be jealous, angry, disappointed, and desperate.

He is a living person, he has a fresh heart that is still beating for Alpha, so why doesn't he know it hurts.

Can it be painful and useful?

On that rainy day, he was worried that Zhou Luoyan was going crazy. When he stood in front of him, he was so cold that he was going to die, but Zhou Luoyan never looked at him or gave him a hug.

He even said him, how ugly.

Therefore, An Mo understood that his pain was too ugly.

Then don't let him know - An Mo will care, An Mo will be hurt.

He then warned himself again and again like this.

Also, he still didn't understand whether Zhou Luoyan was taking revenge on him more, or whether he had already regarded him as someone's accessory.

But he is still gentle and soft-hearted when he seems affectionate, or puts on a mask when he hurts again and again.

"Brother..." Zhou Luoyan carried him off the dining table, pressed his shoulders, let him sit down, took off his apron, leaned over and hugged him: "Are you tired?"

"Brother, sit here and rest, and leave the rest to me."

After saying that, Zhou Luoyan quickly turned around and went into the kitchen. He was busy serving dishes and soup for a long time.

An Mo looked at his figure, and a slight warmth rose in his heart.

Don't dare too much, for fear it will disappear.

After Zhou Luoyan packed everything, he sat back beside An Mo, picked up his chopsticks and first picked a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for An Mo.

An Mo doesn't like sweets, he has a bland taste and is picky. He doesn't like too spicy or too salty. Zhou Luoyan is just the opposite. He likes spicy food, and he can eat spicy food very well. He also loves desserts in 10 minutes.

So An Mo basically cooks according to his taste. Over time, Zhou Luoyan thought that An Mo's eating habits were similar to his.

But in fact, An Mo's face would turn red when he touched a little spicy food.

Zhou Luoyan seldom came back to eat. On the rare occasions, he only thought that An Mo had the same habits as him, and he didn't pay attention to these details.

However, An Mo's affection for him has always been infiltrated from these trivial details.

Zhou Luoyan looked at An Mo in a daze, and asked, "Brother, what's the matter, do you have no appetite?"

An Mo shook his head calmly, and silently ate the spare ribs he picked up.

Zhou Luoyan smiled with his eyes bent: "Brother's cooking just suits my taste."

After dinner, An Mo went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Zhou Luoyan was sitting on the sofa on the phone, but when he saw An Mo reaching for the apron, his throat tightened and he hung up the phone immediately.

He gently walked to An Mo's side, hugged him from behind, rubbed his chin against his neck, and said, "Brother, just let the nanny clean up, you can rest for a while."

An Mo replied: "I'm fine."

"Yes," Zhou Luoyan smiled, "Brother has something to do."

"Let's go take a shower."

An Mo knocked off his hand: "Don't make trouble, you go first."

Zhou Luoyan held his hand, took the apron from his hand, and tied it around his waist.

He found that An Mo's waist was really thin, and he could hug it with one hand.

"Brother, you need to eat more in the future." Zhou Luoyan stretched out his hand, passed through the warm water, held An Mo's fingertips, and pressed against the lines of his palms, entangled extremely.

An Mo turned his head, but Zhou Luoyan held his waist with one hand and lifted him up.

At this time, Zhou Luoyan realized that An Mo's 178 height was actually weaker in front of him than the Omega lover who was less than 1.7 meters tall.

This kind of weakness is not delicate, it comes from the bottom of the bone, making people want to feel distressed and loving when they look at it, and they are afraid that it will accidentally desecrate his innocence-how should I put it?

What to say?

An Mo is like this, he can't help but want to get closer, but also makes him have no choice but to stay away.

Zhou Luoyan wanted to be nice to him, but felt that marrying him would be to abuse him, so he forgot his original intention and was going to be mean to him.

Zhou Luoyan knew he was going crazy, and it was going to be even more crazy because of An Mo.

He hung An Mo on his body, brushed away a few strands of hair on his forehead, kissed the end of his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother..."

"Brother An Mo, I think I'm going crazy..."

"I'm losing my mind because of you."

"Can you save me?" He sighed softly, and fell on An Mo's drooping eyelashes, scorching hot, "Brother, I'm not joking, I'm serious, I don't know what to do To tell you how I feel, I just—”

"So uncomfortable, so good..." So damn happy.

"I don't know what to do, no one told me what to do, she can't, you can't..."

"Hehe, brother, I..." Zhou Luoyan buried his face deeply into An Mo's neck, his breathing was on fire, and he seemed really uncomfortable.

An Mo stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his face, held it up for a long time, then put it down.

Zhou Luoyan suddenly raised her head, grabbed his hand that was about to be put down, brought it to her mouth, and kissed his fingers tenderly, obsessively, hotly, violently, and sickly.

An Mo didn't know that a person could have so many emotions at the same time.

But An Mo knew that he really went to see Ji Qing.Every time he sees Ji Qing coming back, he will hug him like this, like a fragile child, at a loss, dependent on him, and trying to resist him.