Lop-Eared Guard

After hanging up the phone, Lu Shangjin leaned against the bedside for a while.

Later, I went to the roof and leaned against the railing to smoke a cigarette. I glanced at the clock. It was already four o'clock in the morning, and it would be dawn in a while.

After exhausting one cigarette, Lu Shangjin suddenly kicked over the small round table on the roof, stomped off the table legs carved with waves, and cursed "fuck" in a low voice.

He sat down as if exhausted, leaning against the railing, with the entire starry sky behind him.

Why are you so irritable.

Is the load balance malfunctioning in this house, how the hell is it so fucking cold with one less person.

This feeling of restlessness appeared for the second time, the first time was a few days after breaking up with Yan Yi.

So when Yan Yi came back and vowed to be the deacon of this villa, Lu Shangjin did not refuse.

When the hormones of passionate love gradually cool down into a glass of dull boiled water, it seems that they want to restore the extinguished relationship, but they can no longer bring up the interest of the year.

He would only selfishly keep Yan Yi by his side, treating him like a pot of green radish in the garden to decorate the courtyard, seeing him as usual, but turning a blind eye to him without any scruple.

He went back to the bedroom, swept the thin quilt and bathrobe on the floor in a mess, took out his mobile phone, involuntarily supported the gland at the back of his neck with one hand, and kept scrolling through the address book with the other hand.

Most of the omegas he had contacted with had no names, only serial numbers such as 1, 2, and 3. Lu Shangjin had scrolled down the address book to the end, and there was no serial number for him to select.

He chose one and deleted the other, and in the end almost deleted all the contacts in the address book, but he still couldn't find what he wanted.

When he woke up, his fingers had unconsciously dialed Yan Yi's number.

Lu Shangjin sat on the carpet in some embarrassment, waiting for the waiting tone on the phone to pass.

Thirty years have passed since he was born, and he realized that it was such a feeling to wait for someone to answer the phone. He couldn't tell if it was anticipation or irritability. No return.

When the sound reached the sixth sound, the other party answered.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yi's voice was sober, as if he was still asleep.

Lu Shangjin heaved a sigh of relief, half of the irritability of being ants crawling all over his heart faded away, raised the corners of his lips and smiled and said:

"I can not sleep."

Yan Yi let out a cry of surprise, he walked to the bathroom, leaned his back against the door, and listened to the wayward speech of the sleepless young master.

"Still asleep." The receiver couldn't filter out the tenderness in Yan Yi's voice, "Just now, were you angry?"

Lu Shangjin leaned calmly on the side of the bed, her stretched long legs folded on the carpet: "Not angry."

But not happy.

Yan Yi: "I... I heard you have a hoarse voice, so stop smoking."

Lu Shangjin casually pressed the freshly lit cigarette in his mouth into the ashtray and extinguished it, and said relaxedly, "No, it's just that the weather is too dry. You're not on the bed? Where are you?"

Yan Yi held the phone and hesitated for a moment.He is now in the bathroom in the lobby of the bar, and Xia Jingtian is by the bar.

Lu Shangjin seemed to have caught something keenly, and suddenly straightened up: "Is there another alpha around you?"

Yan Yi sighed: "Go to bed quickly, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Lu Shangjin's anger suddenly flared up when the video call was interrupted before: "I asked if there is someone else around you."

Yan Yi was shocked: "Don't be so loud."

"I warn you, don't get involved with others while I'm away." Lu Shangjin's voice became more and more uncontrollable. He pressed the glands in the back of his neck tightly, holding the phone as if trying to get in the phone. The little rabbit was crushed to death.

"What does it mean to get a piece? Why? Why can't I if you can?" Yan Yi felt a sense of resentment in his heart, which was brought out by Lu Shangjin. He just used his willpower to break away from an M2alpha's hand. If Lu Shangjin was replaced, he would Push away the omega sent to your arms?

"You can try." Lu Shangjin let go first, but still didn't want to lose the wind in the conversation with Yan Yi, and said harshly, "I won't mess with you, I'll mess with him."

Just like his own porcelain cannot be stained with outsiders' fingerprints, Lu Shangjin cannot bear the smell of other alphas on Yan Yi.

Yan Yi was allowed to work in a husky alpha shop, but subconsciously felt that the husky did not pose any threat to him. It was low-level, ordinary-looking, and had no outstanding abilities.

"Is that dog around you?" Lu Shangjin said harshly, "Tomorrow I will send someone to buy that street, and you can be in any store you want."

Of course, if he guessed right, there would be an extra dead dog on the street.

"My boss has already gone to bed. You are always like this." Yan Yi's voice became tired and disappointed, "I don't want to quarrel with you. I'm going to bed."

Lu Shangjin's attitude softened again: "It's fine if you don't have one. I'll look for you in a few days."

After a pause of about ten seconds, neither of them hung up. They seemed to want to say something, but they couldn't find another topic.

Lu Shangjin pressed the hang up button irritably, and went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

Then he took out two estrus suppressants from the medical box behind the mirror, bit off the seal, and stuck them into the glands at the back of his neck.

He supported the sink with both hands, his eyes in the mirror were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the stubble on his chin was not carefully shaved. These days he lived like an outline, and the details of life were thrown behind his head.

Taking three deep breaths, Lu Shangjin closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

Goblin.

I haven't injected inhibitors for many years, and I forgot the feeling of numbness and slight pain, and I feel somewhat uncomfortable.

When I packed the medical box, I found that there was still an unopened roll of inhibitor syringes in the corner, and each tube was carefully distinguished by a cute carrot-shaped post-it note.

Lu Shangjin took a tube and looked at it. The drug name "High Concentration Inhibitor" was printed on the syringe needle, which was suitable for A3 glands, mutated and strengthened glands, and glands resistant to long-term injection of inhibitors.Note: Intravenous injection, not directly into the gland.