The little assistant ran ABO with his cubs

Close the door and go to the stairs, Jiang Xingjian bumped into Shang Rong and Jiang Zhuyun, who were holding on to the handrail of the stairs, when he turned the corner. He didn't know how much they heard, he paused, and walked over.

"Dad, Mom, are you okay?"

Shang Rong was obviously dissatisfied with her son walking out so quickly, she frowned and looked at Jiang Xingjian, who was neatly dressed, and asked Jiang Zhuyun helplessly, "Old Jiang, look at your son, you don't know how to accompany your wife, oh... ..." After finishing speaking, she still shook her head decently.

Jiang Zhuyun felt that his wife was taking too much care and couldn't explain it clearly, so he could only smile and ask Jiang Xingjian, "How is Xiaoyue?"

Jiang Xingjian turned around and glanced at the bedroom door, with a serious expression on his face, "I'm going to find inhibitors, should I have a spare at home?"

"Inhibitor?" Shang Rong exclaimed, with blame in her tone, "This is his first fever period after you got married. What a great opportunity, I don't know how to grasp it..."

"Mom, I still have a job today. The family is pressing me very hard. I can't relax now." Jiang Xingjian always puts Jiang's work as the first priority. The old couple also know about this. Shang Rong still frowned, so she took a step back and continued to explain, "I will come back early to accompany him tonight. Tomorrow is the weekend, and I won't go to the company."

After listening to her son's explanation, Shang Rong immediately smiled. She patted Jiang Xingjian's shoulder comfortably and said appreciatively, "Well! This is my good son!"

Seeing that his wife was happy, Jiang Zhuyun also relaxed a lot. He suddenly thought of something, and stopped Jiang Xingjian who was about to go downstairs, "Mom and Dad are going to travel abroad these few days. Come back, Xing Jian, take care of Xiao Yue."

Hearing that the old couple were going on a trip, Jiang Xingjian said quickly, "I'll take you to the airport in the afternoon."

Shi Yue couldn't send it off, so Jiang Xingjian could only go there in person, and he didn't feel at ease entrusting this matter to others.

Shang Rong shook her head, "You come back early in the afternoon to accompany Xiao Yue, your father and I don't need you to worry about it!" Then Shang Rong thought about it again, turned around and reminded Jiang Xingjian, "If you are looking for inhibitors, it is better to go to Xiao Yue He should have a brand he is used to, so that he will not feel too uncomfortable."

After finishing speaking, Shang Rong and Jiang Zhuyun went downstairs, Jiang Xingjian stood on the stairs thinking for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the attic.

Jiang Xingjian didn't go to Shi Yue's room many times, the only time he entered with memory was related to that dark incident, Jiang Xingjian didn't want to mention it.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, what caught Jiang Xingjian's eyes was Shiyue's simple but substantial small room. There was no maid cleaning here, and everything remained as it was when Shiyue left in the morning.

There was nothing on the table, the light-colored sheets were clean and tidy, and there were some simple ornaments hanging on the wall, which looked like Shiyue's style.

Jiang Xingjian closed the door tightly and walked into the attic. He was too tall and could only bend slightly to observe everything in the room.

In fact, as soon as he entered the door, Jiang Xingjian noticed an abnormal smell in the air. The window was open in the attic, and the early morning wind took away some of the smell. If the smell was still strong, Jiang Xingjian would not enter the door.

He frowned and scanned the room for a week, his eyes finally fell on the trash can beside the table.

The room was clean and spotless, except for the trash can which was overflowing, which is not normal.

Of course, Jiang Xingjian would not use his hands to turn over the trash can. He walked over and kicked over the trash can. The contents inside rolled to the ground as the trash can fell. In fact, there were not many things, just a rubbed Lumped overcoats and a depleted tin box of Inhibitors.

Jiang Xingjian squatted down and looked carefully at the somewhat familiar coat. When he turned over the tin box and saw the brand on the tin box, his eyes turned from doubt to anger.

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The bitter and cool smell in the air is still perseveringly spreading, with the unique charm of traditional Chinese medicine, it is easy to wake people up.Patchouli has such an effect, but it has no effect on Jiang Xingjian.

Jiang Xingjian hated the smell of all pheromones.

Shi Yue was suffering from the climax, he fumbled around for things around him, and finally grabbed the pillow, so he hugged the pillow with Jiang Xingjian's pheromone into his quilt, and rubbed against it with his body.

Such a suggestive action was seen by Jiang Xingjian who entered the door with the inhibitor. Jiang Xingjian looked at it blankly, looking more thirsty and greedy. Without the slightest pity in his heart, he pulled out the plug of the inhibitor syringe. The cover pierced Shi Yue's neck mercilessly.

This is already the fifth day of the fever period. Omega's fever period usually lasts for seven days. During these seven days, Omega will be very weak. They need alpha's marking and comfort.

In fact, Omega does not need much alpha pheromone, but it depends on whether alpha is willing to donate.

The liquid in the syringe in his hand was getting less and less, and the medicine was well absorbed by Omega. Jiang Xingjian's eyes were deep, watching the inhibitor being completely injected into Shiyue's body, he pulled out the syringe abruptly.

When the syringe was pulled out, the pillow was streaked with blood, and the place where it was pricked also began to ooze blood. Jiang Xingjian stood up as if he hadn't seen it, and then threw the syringe into the trash can beside the bed. He turned and walked out the door. During the whole process, he couldn't see the slightest sympathy for Shi Yue.

A pile of empty inhibitor syringes was thrown in a mess in the trash can next to the bed. There were many pinholes and bruises on his exposed neck and back of his hands when he was still lying on his side. On the bed, the whole person exudes a weak breath.

It was the same these days, Jiang Xingjian was just fulfilling his obligations, and Shi Yue left without hesitation after injecting the inhibitor and nutrient solution, and never stayed longer.

Everyone in the Jiang Manor thought that the young master and the young lady had a very good relationship, they were stuck in the same room these days, and maybe there would be good news in a few months.

They didn't know that there was only Shi Yue alone in the empty room. Since Jiang Xingjian gave the order, no one dared to approach Jiang Xingjian's bedroom. Everyone fantasized about the happy life of the young master and young lady, thinking that everything would be good develop.

On the sixth day, Shi Yue gradually began to regain consciousness. Although he was still occasionally controlled by the climax, he was already able to organize himself very strongly.

The hair that has not been combed for a long time is stuck together due to sweat. Shi Yue sat on the edge of the bed and combed it slowly with his hands. He didn't know what he looked like now, just sitting on the edge of the bed and combing his hair, he was so tired that he was out of breath. Been rough for a long time.

The torment of the febrile period is still not over. Shi Yue looked at the wall clock on the wall, and the minute hand passed the number 12 smoothly. Sure enough, there was the sound of unlocking the door. Jiang Xingjian appeared at the door. He was wearing a coat. It looks like it came back from the wind and dust outside.

Of course, Shi Yue knew the purpose of Jiang Xingjian's rush back. His increasingly blurred consciousness could not support his body. Looking at the long and thin needle, Shi Yue's subconscious still felt fear.

Just as Shiyue flinched back, Jiang Xingjian ruthlessly controlled Shiyue's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

"Master, I hurt..." Shi Yue finally couldn't help but yelled softly, his voice was like a newborn kitten, scratching Jiang Xingjian's heart gently.

If it was in the past, Jiang Xingjian would let Shi Yue go because of the friendship he has known for many years, but when he saw the syringe in his hand, he immediately thought of the coat he saw in Shi Yue's room, and he forcefully broke Shi Yue's face, no Let Shi Yue's pitiful expression appear in front of him, and he stuck the syringe in his hand without the slightest hesitation.