Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

For Wei Xinran, sneaking into the main house of the Lu family is no problem, let alone sneaking into Lu Yunyan's own villa.

What's more, since Lu Yunyan was not in the villa, the security of the villa was even looser.

Wei Xinran easily stood on the balcony of the master bedroom.

There was faint light leaking from behind the curtains, Wei Xin leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows silently, and looked into the master bedroom through the gap in the curtains.

Wei Xin couldn't see what was going on on the bed from a disappointed angle. He could only see a servant standing by the bed, holding a few pills and a glass of water in his hand.

The servant put the medicine and water aside cursingly, and ruthlessly tore off the chain on the bedpost.Song Yanning was dragged in front of him in embarrassment, clutching his neck in pain, and coughing miserably and hoarsely.

"It's really a sword." The servant pinched Song Yanning's face, forced him to open his mouth, threw the medicine in, and poured it down with water.

This feeding method will choke the gods.

Song Yanning rolled down from the bed, lying on the ground and retching, the half-dissolved pill became sticky and disgusting in the spit out water.His posture lying on the ground is very strange, Wei Xinran changed several angles to see clearly.

He has chains around his limbs and around his neck.

Wei Xinran tightened her fingers and squeezed the puppet rabbit in her hand.

"It's really shameless. The young master treats you kindly, but you don't know what to do to find other men, how hungry are you?" The servant grabbed Song Yanning's hair and forced Song Yanning to look directly at him, "Young master tortured you for five years. God, you deserve what you deserve, you should, understand?"

Song Yanning didn't speak, even breathing was inaudible.

"Look, the young master won't mark you forever, you are not worthy." The servant threw Song Yanning back to the ground and sneered, "The young master has played with you enough, so naturally he won't come back to see you, you can just fend for yourself here. "

Song Yanning was curled up at the foot of the bed, his shoulder-length hair was scattered in a mess, covering his face, and his clothes were covered with the acid water from his retching without realizing it.

Wei Xinran secretly gritted his teeth.

The servant spit on Song Yanning, and walked out cursing: "It's disgusting, I won't leave after so many years..."

The door was closed, and the room returned to darkness, Song Yanning was still curled up in place, motionless.

Wei Xinran had already inquired about the servants' schedules. When the master was away, this was the last time they would appear in the corridor of the villa. After that, they would all go back to sleep or play.

Wei Xinran quietly entered the room, and carefully tested Song Yanning's carotid artery—it was still alive.

Wei Xinran put down the rabbit in his hand, locked the door from the inside, and closed all the curtains to make sure that the outside of the room would not know what was going on in the room. After that, Wei Xinran turned on the light and adjusted the water temperature.

He wasn't worried about the camera. As the leader of the killer, he still had the awareness to wear a jammer while working.

Song Yanning only wore a tattered oversized shirt, which barely covered her body. Her skin was covered with scars, bruises, and traces of humiliation.He was already thin, but curled up in a ball made him look small and pitiful, and his body was scalding with fever.

After being ill for so many days, and having Lu Yunyan do that kind of thing, it's really lucky to be alive.

Wei Xinran pulled out a wire from the watch strap, and knocked off the chains on Song Yanning's limbs and neck with ease.He put the wire back on the strap, picked up Song Yanning, and carefully put her into the bathtub.

Wei Xinran was afraid of bumping into Song Yanning.

He always felt that Song Yanning at this time was like fragile glass.

Wei Xinran has never taken care of someone so carefully before.

Afraid of touching, falling, scalding, and freezing.

I'm afraid he will be broken.

When Wei Xinran was washing Song Yanning's hair, Song Yanning slipped from the edge of the bathtub, his mouth and nose submerged in the water, so frightened that Wei Xinran almost smashed the shampoo.

Wei Xinran had no choice but to sit in the bathtub and surround him, even if the clothes were soaked, there were still traces of shampoo and shower gel.

Song Yanning lay softly in his arms, her hot breath was weak and shallow.

He still had the pleasant smell of pheromones, but this time it was mixed with Lu Yunyan's gardenia scent.

Wei Xinran wrapped his wet strands of hair around his fingers, and murmured: "You have to be thankful that it's me, otherwise which Alpha would be able to endure this scene."

Then he came back to his senses, lowered his head with a blushing face, and said softly: "It seems that I caused you such bad luck...I'm sorry."

Song Yanning didn't know what he was talking about, but the five days of torture finally stopped, the warm water relieved some pain, and he instinctively leaned towards Wei Xinran.The slender fingers just touched Wei Xinran's fingers, and they grasped Wei Xinran's index finger in a daze.

Wei Xinran's ears turned red instantly, and he didn't dare to move for a long time.

When Wei Xinran dried the hair of Song Yanning who was fainting, Song Yanning was lying softly in his arms, her slender eyelashes were lightly closed, her beauty was indescribably beautiful.

The finger is still holding Wei Xinran's index finger.

Wei Xinran took out a brand new pajamas for Song Yanning to put on, and then carried Song Yanning back to the bed.

"I won't put it back on for you." Wei Xinran threw the chain aside, then held his wrist and lost his mind.

His wrists were thin, with so little flesh that he could feel the shape of the bones.

In just five days, he lost a lot of weight.

Wei Xinran gently placed the rabbit beside Song Yanning's pillow, and sat on the side of the bed obsessed.

Song Yanning thought it was a nightmare, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyelashes became moist, her pale lips kept opening and closing, uttering indistinct whispers, and tears slid down her skin.

"No matter what you do, you can't easily undo the damage, child."

"You can only try your best to do things that will make the other person better and let him come out of the hurt."

Wei Xinran scratched his head, and said helplessly: "Forget it, who made this matter really be my fault."

Wei Xinran shaved the broken hair on Song Yanning's forehead behind his ears, brushed his delicate eyebrows and the tearful corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and then put it together with his delicate skin behind the ears.

Under the gentle light of the bedside lamp, Song Yanning was too beautiful and fragile to be real.

Something seems to have changed.

By the time Wei Xinran realized it, he was about to kiss Song Yanning's lips.

Wei Xinran froze for a moment, raised his hand to gently cover his lips, and kissed the back of his hand.

Wei Xinran gently turned off the light.

"Song Yanning." He said softly, "See you tomorrow."

The next day, Lao Jiang brought a young doctor to Lu Yunyan's villa.

The doctor wore a loose sweater and jeans under his white coat, and he wore canvas shoes on his feet.He has light blonde hair tied in a small bun at the back, stud earrings, and round glasses with silver rims.

No matter how you look at it, he is a lively and fashionable young man, not like a doctor.

When Old Jiang brought him here, it wasn't even time for breakfast.

Everyone knew that the smiling Old Jiang was Lu Mo's confidant, and the servants were respectful to Old Jiang and dared not complain.

"From now on, he will be the doctor who will take care of Song Yanning." Old Jiang patted the doctor on the shoulder, "If any of you don't listen to what the doctor says, don't blame Old Jiang for being ruthless."

The doctor that Lao Jiang specially brought was naturally sent by Lu Mo.Although it seemed unreliable, everyone didn't like Song Yanning, so no one said anything.

The servant threw the key to the young doctor and went about his business.

The doctor touched the back of his neck, and showed a naive smile to the servants: "Please advise me, my name is Xiang Wei."

No one cares about him.

Xiang Wei still smiled a little silly, but there was a bit of gloom in his eyes that couldn't be wiped away.

When he turned around, he hooked the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

Lao Jiang led Xiang Wei to the door, but found that the door could not be opened.

Old Jiang: "...?"

Xiang Wei: "..."

Old Jiang tried to calm down, pretending to be exhorting, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? What did you do last night?"

Xiang Wei scratched his eyebrows in embarrassment, dodged his eyes and said: "I locked the door inside last night, and it seems that I forgot to restore it."

Old Jiang was silent for a long time, his veins burst into a low growl, "Wei Xinran! You must be sick!"

Wei Xinran covered Lao Jiang's mouth, looked around for a long time, and frantically admitted his mistake after confirming that no one was there.

"I'm sick, I'm sick! Didn't I forget it?!" Wei Xinran was a little mad, "You can't understand it, my brother! An Omega with a delicate body and a super-smelling pheromone is at your disposal. , you even bathed and blow-dried him, you have done everything you should see and not see, and touch and not touch, but you just can't go any further, this is killing Alpha!"

"It's pretty good that I can stay sane!" Wei Xinran slammed his head against the heavy wooden door.

Old Jiang was silent for a long time, then slammed his head against the wooden door, and then patted Wei Xinran on the shoulder.

"...It's not easy for you, little brother."

When the two were sad in front of the door, there was a loud noise from inside, followed by a small noise. Wei Xinran was always alert, but this time he seemed to have lost his IQ.

"...Xiao Ning?" Wei Xinran asked the door without thinking.

He even had his head on the wooden door.

Lao Jiang, who had long avoided a safe distance, looked at Wei Xinran and fell silent.

Matchstick Men

Is this the youngest killer leader in the history of the Wei family?

Relying on beauty as a killer?

"Song Yanning? Can you open the door?" Wei Xinran actually spoke seriously through the door, "I'm a doctor here to help you. My name is Xiang Wei. Can you open the door?"

Old Ginger: "..."

After about 10 minutes, the door opened a small crack.

Song Yanning's excessively hot breath flowed out from the crack of the door due to the fever, and his blood-stained fingers rested on the door.

Wei Xinran pushed the door cautiously, and asked, "Can you let me in? I'm a doctor who came to help you... Uh, my name is Xiang Wei..."

"I...I can't see." Song Yanning's voice was crying in panic.

Wei bit his lip sadly.

"Doctor Xiang... do you have any medicine?" Song Yanning opened the door a little wider, and looked in Wei Xinran's direction with her eyes out of focus, "Yes, it's white and bitter, and you can see it after taking it. "

Wei Xinran looked over Song Yanning and saw the overturned porcelain vase.

The withered flowers lay wilted in a pile of broken porcelain, stained by blood with the same beauty.

Wei Xinran immediately understood the source of the loud noise just now.

He ruthlessly pushed the door open, Song Yanning couldn't stand upright and fell into his arms, Wei Xinran felt hot blood on his hand.

"...don't...don't leave me alone..." Before Song Yanning fainted again, she grabbed Wei Xinran's sleeve and only had time to say this.

Wei Xinran hugged him tightly with lingering fear, held him in a daze for a few minutes, and then panickedly started to stop the bleeding for Song Yanning.

Lao Jiang, who had watched the whole process, was silent for a long time, then took a few steps back and made a phone call.

"Jiang Yu." He said, "I think Wei Xinran has fallen."