Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

At the last moment of being forcibly marked by Wei Xinran, Song Yanning's last strength could only be felt in time for Lu Yunyan to stay in his body. The pitifully small amount of pheromone was covered and destroyed by Wei Xinran's pheromone bit by bit, and finally disappeared, every bit of it None remained.

Song Yanning shed tears drowsily, and then fell asleep.

Panting heavily, Wei Xinran looked at Song Yanning's tear-stained pupils, and gently kissed his tear-stained eyelashes.

Song Yanning murmured unconsciously: "...Yunyan."

Wei Xinran froze.

Lu Yunyan.It was Lu Yunyan again.

What's so good about Lu Yunyan that it's worth your reluctance to give up?

He abandoned you like nothing, but you still miss him?

Wei Xinran strangled Song Yanning's neck.

"They are already mine, yet they still want to land on Lu Yunyan." Wei Xinran tightened his fingers, "Song Yanning...you..."

It was difficult to breathe, Song Yanning frowned, and tilted her head in discomfort.

The slender and fair neck was completely exposed, and the black hair covered most of the face, revealing the red lips that were swollen by Wei Xinran's kiss.

Wei Xinran let go, full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he lowered his head and bit Song Yanning's neck.

"Song Yanning!" Wei Xinran leaned on his neck, "You kill me!"

When Song Yanning opened his eyes, it was already the second night.

He sat up from the bed in a daze, only to realize that he was not wearing any clothes.

Song Yanning: "..."

Song Yanning looked at the messy bedding, then at the various clothes scattered on the wooden floor, with a head of hair like a bird's nest, feeling stupid.

"What did I do!!!" Song Yanning grabbed her hair and yelled frantically, "Why does it break every time I have a fever!!!"

Song Yanning covered her face with a pillow and screamed loudly.

Calling is also called, stupid is also stupid, married is also married, the mark is also knotted, the deal is done, Song Yanning had no choice but to come and rest.

Wei Xinran had already cleaned his body, and his whole body was refreshed after taking a bath. Song Yanning shook his sore arms and murmured: "For he has a conscience."

Song Yanning was silent for a while, and retorted to himself: "It's only strange if you have a conscience! It's annoying, it's annoying!"

Fortunately, the curtains were tightly closed, Song Yanning opened the closet, found a random shirt and put it on.

Wei Xinran's shirt was too big, and the hem covered her thighs. Song Yanning rolled up her sleeves and was about to tidy up the sheets and bedding when the doorbell rang.

Song Yanning subconsciously wanted to get out of bed and open the door, but her legs softened and she knelt on the ground.

Not to mention the soreness, he felt like his legs were useless.

Song Yanning should use Wei Xinran's wheelchair.

Song Yanning knelt on the ground feeling weak, finally knelt down on the ground, and was trying to stand up while grabbing the coat rack by the door, when Wei Xinran appeared at the door with a packing box.

Wei Xinran who was standing and Song Yanning who was kneeling looked at each other.

Wei Xinran: "..."

Song Yanning: "..."

Wei Xinran was silent for a long time, and said seriously: "I am your husband, not your father, so you don't have to be so polite."

Song Yanning: "...Wei Xinran!!! You are sick!!!"

"Ah——Wei Xinran, I hate you so much——!"

Song Yanning was almost crying because of Wei Xinran, and shouted: "Help me up! It's not all your fault!"

Wei Xinran was upset at first, but seeing Song Yanning's pitiful appearance, she couldn't hold back and bought dinner for Song Yanning.

While waiting for dinner, Wei Xinran's mind was full of Song Yanning murmuring "Yunyan", the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally Wei Xinran got angry again, and planned to go home and educate Song Yanning on love .

As soon as he got home, Song Yanning knelt down there.

Wei Xinran broke his success in a second, and felt happy in his heart. He only thought that Song Yanning was very cute, and his anger disappeared again.

Song Yanning only felt ashamed and thrown to the end of the world, her hair was already messed up, but when he shook her head annoyed, it became even more messy.

Song Yanning was full of grievances and had no place to vent, and she blamed her own physical fitness for this matter.The more Song Yanning thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that meeting Wei Xinran would be bad.

Song Yanning knelt on the ground, grabbed the clothes beside her and threw them out.

As a result, the plastic decorative sticker on the wall fell off again and hit him on the head.

Song Yanning and Wei Xinran looked at the little bunny sticker at the same time, after a long silence, Wei Xinran let out a "puchi" laugh.

The more Song Yanning thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, Wei Xinran was still laughing, Song Yanning was ashamed and annoyed, and cried uncontrollably.

When Wei Xinran saw him cry, he forgot about how to teach love, how to straighten up the newlywed wife, how to establish the husband is the house rule of heaven, and how to establish an unshakable husband bond, all of which have been forgotten.

Even including the packing box in my hand.

Wei Xinran threw away the packing box, and hurriedly ran over to wipe Song Yanning's tears. Song Yanning was crying uncomfortably, and he was not polite, grabbed Wei Xinran's arm and buried his face in it.

... and blew his nose on Wei Xinran's suit hem.

Wei Xinran: "..."

Wei Wei stared at his expensive custom-made suit, his eyelids twitched three times.

Wei Xinran sighed, sat beside Song Yanning, wrapped Song Yanning in his arms, and patted Song Yanning's back.

"Cry, cry." Wei Xinran spoiled, "I feel wronged, just cry."

Sometimes, you can get through many years by yourself.

Human life is so fragile, yet terrifyingly tenacious. Song Yanning can survive the 11 years of ravaging cold wind by himself, can fight against the bullying of the entire Lu family by himself, and leave Love Wrong 11 alone without looking back. year people.

But once someone tolerated him, the grievances that had been frozen for many years broke through the ice and could no longer be controlled.

Grievance is a cheap bone.

Taste an iota of warm sweetness and cry for more.

Song Yanning hugged Wei Xinran's arm tightly and burst into tears.

Wei Xinran sighed, hugged Song Yanning into his arms, released his pheromone to comfort him carefully.

Song Yanning's magnolia tea-like pheromone surged restlessly, showing Wei Xinran's pain and grievance without any effort.

Milk-flavored pheromones filled the room, and Song Yanning combed Song Yanning's messy pheromones in an orderly manner, like combing the hair of a small animal, controlling the direction of Song Yanning's pheromones from time to time.

Song Yanning has never been so at ease, his pheromone has never been so peaceful.

His name is Song Yanning, but until now, he didn't understand how wonderful the word "Ning" is.

The world is gentle and the time is peaceful.

How many people can't ask for it.

Feeling that Song Yanning's pheromone started to stabilize, Wei Xinran gently stroked Song Yanning's hair lying on her shoulder, and asked softly, "Is it better?"

When he asked, Song Yanning couldn't help crying again: "No! Not at all!"

Wei Xinran: "..."

Wei Xinran scratched his head: "...No, what's wrong?"

Wei Xinran pulled Song Yanning off his shoulders and curled him up in his arms.Wei Xinran gently wiped Song Yanning's tears with the other hand, and said persuasively, "What's the matter?"

Song Yanning's indescribably beautiful peach blossom eyes were watery, but now the corners of her eyes were bright red, the tears on her face were still wet, and her eyelashes were wet.

Wei Xinran's throat tightened, and she couldn't hold back, she leaned over and kissed his forehead and eyelids.

Song Yanning pushed his chin to raise his head, Song Yanning buried his face in Wei Xinran's neck again, and burst into tears.

Song Yanning said unreasonably: "Wow - you, you dropped the rice! I hate you -!"

Wei Xinran was pushed by his chin, so he could only raise his head awkwardly, and said helplessly, "I'll go buy it again? At least let me see it?"

Song Yanning blew his nose again on the collar of his shirt and cried, "You lied to me! You are not disabled at all!"

Wei Xinran felt his collar wet for a while, and quickly said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I will not dare in the future, I promise, okay?"

Song Yanning cried even harder: "You bullied me last night! You forcibly marked me! Liar!"

Wei Xinran felt sorry for her high-end shirt, her right eyelid kept twitching, and replied, "It's definitely not my fault, it's because you are too sweet, even an Alpha can't control it."

Song Yanning stopped crying, put down her hands, looked into Wei Xinran's eyes, and asked, "Really?"

Wei Xinran moved his chin, nodded and said, "Really."

Song Yanning seemed to be in a more stable mood. Just as Wei Xinran was about to speak, Song Yanning suddenly burst into tears in silence.

Wei Xinran panicked again, and asked, "No, why are you crying again?"

Big drops of tears fell down the young man's fair and beautiful face, and his dark eyes were full of mist.

Wei Xinran held his face carefully, and wiped Song Yanning's tears with his thumb.

"Baby? Xiao Ning? Ning Ning, Ning Ning don't cry anymore?" Wei Xinran didn't comfort anyone else, and called out all kinds of names indiscriminately, "Ning Ning, Ning Ning, stop crying, stop crying, I don’t dare anymore, can’t I dare?”

Song Yanning sobbed a few times, then burst into tears again.

Song Yanning: "You, you spilled the rice!"

Wei Xinran: "Oh okay, don't cry, don't cry, I'll go buy it later, okay?"

Song Yanning: "Wow - the floor is dirty and needs to be wiped!"

Wei Xinran: "Okay, okay, can I wipe it off?"

Song Yanning sniffled, hugged her knees and shrank in place, and stopped crying.

Song Yanning: "Then you go, I'll be good, I'll watch."

Wei Xinran: "...???"

When Bai Mu came to the door of Wei Xinran's house, Wei Xinran squatted at the door with a big horse and a golden sword, like some kind of animal used to guard the door.

Baimu: "..."

Wei Xinran's hair was disheveled, his suit and shirt were wrinkled, the suit was draped over his shoulders, the collar of his shirt was loose, and the sleeves were rolled up casually.He didn't wear shoes, so he just squatted at the door with bare feet and pink rabbit slippers... Then he smoked bitterly.

There was a faint smell of food in the corridor, Bai Mu knocked on the door, and asked: "On the wedding night, you guys had a very exciting time... Where is the cosplay squatting at the door? Playing a dog?"

Wei Xinran looked up at him and scratched his hair with a headache.

"Who knew mopping the floor would be such a strenuous task?" Wei murmured, "Isn't it just knocking down the spider plant? Why don't you let me in until the meal is ready!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yanning opened the door.

"The meal is ready." Song Yanning blushed and puffed her cheeks angrily, "You can come in now!"

Bai Mu looked at the dense tooth marks and hickey marks on Song Yanning's neck, then at Song Yanning's bitten lip, and fell silent.

"You belong to a dog, and your husband is weak, it should be." Bai Mu sighed.

[The author has something to say: Meng Sheng: My Ning Ning is really cute (cover nose)]