Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

Hua Yuan is an Alpha with deep eyebrows and clear facial features.

Hua Yuan's short hair was slightly curled at the end, and his deep eyebrows gave people a faint gloomy look, but his distinct facial features added a bit of sharpness to him.

At this moment, he was lying on the recliner, half undressed, as lazy as a puddle of mud.

"Brother, are you kidding me?" Hua Yuan sighed, "It's all over now, do you want to stop?"

"No." Wei sighed, "I should have stopped a long time ago."

Hua Yuan looked at Wei Xinran who was packing up his things seriously, and raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Are you serious? Brother Ran?"

Wei Xinran put the knife into his backpack and said, "Seriously."

Hua Yuan curled his lips, straightened up, and asked again: "The account books are all in hand, and Cheng Lan is about to be lured out, do you know what this means?"

"As soon as Cheng Lan shows up, I can ask my wife to contact the Cheng family, understand?" Hua Yuan poked his head to look at Wei Xinran's face, "As long as I contact the Cheng family, your family Ningning will have a home, understand ?”

"Ning Ning originally had a family." Wei Xinran looked up at him and said stubbornly, "We are married, we have a family."

I am his home.

He is also my home.

Hua Yuan was stunned for a moment, then touched Wei Xinran's forehead with the back of his hand, sighed and said, "You don't have a fever, it seems that you are serious."

"Okay then, let's go." Hua Yuan took out his mobile phone and started to contact Bai Mu, "Bai Mu and I will take care of these things."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Xinran had already walked to the door.

"Hey! Stop it!" Hua Yuan yelled in panic, "You just take so few things out?"

Wei Xin looked back in a daze and said, "What's the matter? I have money, so I can buy it."

Huayuan: "..."

Hua Yuan raised his forehead with a headache: "Where are you taking your family, Ning Ning?"

Wei Xinran was silent for a while, and said with confidence: "It doesn't matter, I don't know."

Hua Yuan: "...I'm sorry, I forgot that you are sick."

Hua Yuan took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and threw them to Wei Xinran, who easily caught them.

"I have a villa in Liangzhou." Huayuan said, "A two-story log cabin. It's been raining in Liangzhou recently. You should wear more clothes."

Wei Xinran held the key, tightened his fingers, and said softly after a long time, "...Thank you."

"Thank you!" Huayuan smiled and waved his hand, "If you give me half of Zhixiang Group, what if I give you a villa."

For the first time in his life, Wei Xinran showed a genuinely friendly smile to someone other than Song Yanning.

The stairs Song Yanzhi fell down were not too high, and there were carpets under the stairs. The only injury was Song Yanzhi's child.

He was pregnant, Song Yanning pushed him down, and his child was gone.

Song Yanzhi seemed to be extremely fragile when she was pregnant, and she didn't look like the black lotus flower that counted the heavens and the earth at all. Instead, she became uncharacteristically taciturn, sitting on the hospital bed without saying a word.

Song Hui wanted to seek Song Yanning's theory, but was also stopped by Song Yanzhi.

"No need." Song Yanzhi looked up at Wei Xinran at the door, and said lightly, "It's not a big deal, I didn't want it anyway."

Wei Xinran squinted his eyes, feeling that Song Yanzhi was not such a simple person.

Wei Xinran asked Bai Mu and Guan Xiao to pay attention to Song Yanzhi, while walking into his own elevator.

The person in the elevator looked gentle and fair, with a tear mole under his left eyelid, short hair softly attached to his forehead, and wearing retro round-framed gold-rimmed glasses.

The man looked at Wei Xinran suspiciously, and politely took a step aside to make room for Wei Xinran.

Just as Wei Xinran stood still, the man asked, "Are you new here?"

Out of politeness, Wei Xinran nodded with a smile: "Yeah."

The man was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Have you... been here for four months?"

Wei Ran frowned vigilantly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I might..." The man smiled awkwardly, "It's your original owner."

Wei Xinran: "..."

The man followed him out of the elevator, wiped the back of his neck with his hand, and said with an embarrassed smile: "My name is Muzhi. I had some financial problems and sold the house. Now I can't find something. Come back and look for..."

Muzhi smiled apologetically: "It's a bit abrupt, I don't know if you have—"

"The man who sells the house is called Muye." Wei Xinran didn't intend to let him approach his home, "Is it your brother?"

Wei Xinran stood in front of the door, and Mu Zhi was too embarrassed to step forward, so he stood at the elevator entrance and nodded.

"When he sold the house to me, he sold everything that could be sold." Wei Xinran twitched his lips mockingly, "Not a single needle was left behind, you have a good brother."

Mu Zhi half closed his eyes, sighed softly, thanked him, walked into the elevator and left.

Wei Xinran turned around and wanted to open the door.

Then his hand stopped in mid-air.

He didn't have the key.

It has been several months, and he is still not used to having a home.

When Wei Xinran was about to knock on the door, Song Yanning's timid voice came from the door.

"Wei Xinran?" Song Yanning asked cautiously, "Is that you?"

The boy's tone was soft, full of panic and timidity.

Wei Xinran's heart softened.

"It's me." Wei Xinran stood where the cat's eyes could see, and made a gesture of surrender, "Only me."

Song Yanning opened the door, and poked out a little furry head.

"You're back..." Song Yanning welcomed Wei Xinran into the door, "I heard your voice."

Wei Xinran closed the door, hugged Song Yanning and put it on the bar at the door, put his hands on Song Yanning's side, and asked, "You won't be at the door all the time, will you?"

Song Yanning lowered her head slightly, looked into his eyes, shook her head, and nodded again.

"It's not always..." Song Yanning whispered, "It's just... listen to it from time to time..."

For a moment, Wei Xinran felt his heart beat faster.

Like the excitement before his one-hit kill.

Wei Xinran kissed the corner of Song Yanning's lips and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

Song Yanning's fingers touched Wei Xinran's hand, and said firmly, "I'm waiting for you."

I don't know why, and I don't need a reason.

This kind of... the feeling of simply wanting to see you.

Even if the dusk is deep and the lights are bright, as long as I can see you, it will be worth it.

Wei Xinran's breath was stagnant, and she hugged Song Yanning suddenly.

Song Yanning also hugged him obediently, her plain fingers gripping Wei Xing's suit at the waist.

"Let's elope." Wei Xinran said softly, "Run away!"

Song Yanning froze for a moment, blushed slightly, and said in surprise, "What?!"

Wei Xinran held his face in his hands, and lowered his head to touch his forehead.

"Just run away, leave here until you want to come back." Wei Xinran said, "I'll take you out of here, the Lu family, the Wei family, the Song family, all go to die."

"We run now!"

Song Yanning's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed hesitantly.

"You always have a job, right?" Song Yanning grabbed Wei Xinran's clothes, "How is it possible—"

Wei Xinran casually grabbed the jacket she had put away from the sofa and put it on for Song Yanning. Wei Xinran's clothes were so heavily packed that Song Yanning's hands could not be exposed.

"Where's the ID card?" Wei Xinran asked.

Song Yanning pointed to the bedroom in a daze, Wei Xinran ran over and grabbed Song Yanning's ID card, put it in his pocket, and came back to seriously pull Song Yanning's hand out of his sleeve.

Wei Xinran dragged Song Yanning out of the room, Song Yanning panicked: "I, I, I, I didn't wear shoes!"

So Wei Xinran carried Song Yanning up to the bar again, and put on the shoes for him himself.

"Don't! I, I will do it myself!" Song Yanning struggled in panic, but Wei Xingran refused.

"Have you brought the keys?" Wei Xinran seriously put on Song Yanning's shoes, "Bring the keys, the keys to the house will depend on you from now on."

Song Yanning quickly put the key into his pocket, and then carefully closed the zipper.

Wei Xinran kissed Song Yanning on the mouth, then dragged Song Yanning out the door, and then dragged Song Yanning into the elevator.

Song Yanning's hand was held in his palm, and his whole body smelled of her husband's pheromones. Song Yanning once again felt the peace of mind of being supported and hugged.

Surrounded by Wei Xinran's pheromones, is the smell of her husband's milk.

He was hugged tightly.

Song Yanning let Wei Xinran pull the zipper of the jacket to the top, then tucked his mouth into the jacket collar, and rolled his eyes at Wei Xinran.

Wei Xinran straightened his short-cut hair, and placed a kiss on the top of his head.

"My Ning Ning's hair looks so good with her hair cut short." Wei Xinran said.

Song Yanning's ears turned red.

They hug each other, they need each other, they run hand in hand through the traffic.

Let the wind blow away all the entanglement of love and hate, then abandon everything and rush to the airport and fly into the sky.

They flew into the sky without bowing their heads.

Proud as a bird.

In the elevator of their home, under the old "Muzhi Ai Linye 1 Years", there is a new line of writing.

Wei Xinran and Song Yanning have been in love for [-] years.

It's not about who loves whom, but about loving each other.

Not 1 years, but [-] years.

Once the deadline is added, it always feels not enough.

Love is insatiable.