Double A sequelae

The sky had completely darkened, Jian Fan opened the door, and the room was a little blurry.

Jian Fan was keenly aware of something unusual. He grabbed the schoolbag beside him vigilantly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and accurately found the switch in the dark. With a "pop", the huge glazed lamp illuminated the entire room.

The living room was still the same as before, it hadn't changed, but there was another sound of breathing in the air, and there was a man sitting on the sofa with his back facing him, staring at him with dark eyes.

It was Zhao Chenheng.

He was wearing a black suit, his legs were open, his hands were crossed on his legs, and he had a bloodthirsty smile on his pretty face.

Jian Fan took a step back. During the coma in the car accident, he had a brief lucidity and knew that it was Zhao Chenheng who had been guarding him.So he didn't know how to position himself with this stepbrother.

"Finally I know I'm home," he straightened his clothes, stood up, walked to Jian Fan's side, and said, "My dear, brother, brother."

The lights in the room were blinding, Jian Fan turned sideways and did not answer him.

Zhao Chenheng was very dissatisfied with Jian Fan's actions, and took another step forward, with suppressed anger in his voice: "Why, you and your little boyfriend are very sweet, and you are not going home anymore."

Jian Fan looked at him with a calm face, and his heart froze: he saw it.

He looked at Zhao Chenheng and said warily, "What do you want to do?"

"Heh, what do I want to do," Zhao Chenheng said, "Are you worried about him? If I read correctly, he is a kid from the Qi family," he sneered inexplicably, "Life is pretty big."

Jian Fan looked at him with coldness in his eyes.

"I have been entangled with Su Baiying before, but now you have changed your attitude as soon as you wake up. Guess why," he suddenly changed the subject, laughing with chills: "Su Baiying is dead. do you know."

"Do I know?" Jian Fan said without any fluctuation in his expression, "Don't care, you, fart."

Zhao Chenheng licked his tiger teeth and said, "Oh, my dear brother, why did you forget that I am your brother."

Jian Fan glanced at him, "Don't dare."

"Ha, that's right, you never called me brother when you were young." Zhao Chenheng locked his eyes on him, like a cheetah locking his prey, and his beautiful peach eyes shone coldly. Separate."

"When what?"

"How about a lover?"

Jian Fan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Jian Bohong is happy and quiet. The villa is surrounded by deserted people, but it is a good place to retire. At night, the owls in the woods make strange calls. Jian Fan stares at him, his usually calm face is unpredictable. After a long while, he suddenly exerts strength. , punched him hard in the face.

The two were close, and Zhao Chenheng didn't avoid the imbalance of his body, and half fell on the sofa on one side. He touched the corner of his own lips, suddenly laughed, and said in an unsteady tone: "Why not?"

Oh shit!madman!

Zhao Chenheng is a complete lunatic.

"Fucking... idiot."

Jian Fan punched him again, watching his blood dripping from the corner of his mouth indifferently, his dark eyes were getting darker under the lamp, he grabbed Zhao Chenheng's collar, stretched his shoulder blades into a line, gritted his teeth and said: "You Are you fucking sick, don’t let me hear this next time.”

Zhao Chenheng fell down on the sofa and took a deep breath with his neck raised. He didn't fight back, but just held his stomach and couldn't stop laughing. It seemed that this was a very funny thing.

The room was empty, the laughter magnified several times, piercing into the eardrums sharp and evil, Jian Fan frowned, didn't even look at him, and went upstairs with his schoolbag.

……

After Jian Fan took a shower, his hair was dripping with water, but he didn't even wipe it off, just reliving the scene in his mind.

Judging by Zhao Chenheng's appearance, he should not be aware of Zhao Shiyin's Zhong Zhi's plan.

Zhong Zhi blatantly called himself, it should be to the point of breaking the can, tomorrow...

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and a message from Qi Jue was sent.

——At the same table, do you miss me?After only leaving for such a short while, I lost all my thoughts about you.

Jian Fan smiled at the news.

Tapping the screen with a cold hand, he replied: I didn't think so.

- I rely on?

——You don't even want me.

——Jian Fan, don't you have any heart?

Jian Fan lowered his eyelashes and continued to tap on the screen: Yes, I have no heart, how do you know, college bully.

Qi Jue's profile picture was a erha, melon-like, showing a unique stupidity. Jian Fan lowered his eyelashes and looked at it for a while, raised his eyebrows slightly, and pressed the send button.

Before he could put down his phone, the message came back.

——I knew you didn't think about me, I was alone in unrequited love.

—So, I climbed the wall in the middle of the night.Open the window, I'm going in.

Jian Fan: "..."

He read the news, his brows twitched fiercely, and without thinking about the truth, he quickly walked to the window and pushed hard.

Jian Fan's room is on the second floor, next to the back garden of the villa, under which is a thick osmanthus tree. Qi Jue is wearing a loose T-shirt, sitting on the tree branch and looking at his mobile phone. Looking at Jian Fan, he shook his arm.

Jian Fan looked at him speechlessly for a while, and after a while, stretched out his hand towards him.

"You..." Jian Fan closed the window tightly, hesitated to speak a few times, and finally couldn't hold back, "Are you a monkey? Do you like climbing trees so much?"

He remembered that when the two met for the first time, Qi Jue was also on the tree.

"Shh." Qi Jue put his hand to his lips, pounced suddenly, and pressed him on the bed, with Jian Fan's earlobe in his mouth, biting a bite like punishment, "Say it again, do you miss me?"

are you crazy.

The two were only separated for a few hours.

He turned his head slightly, and said firmly, "No."

"it is good."

Qi Jue pressed Jian Fan's arm to prevent him from escaping, and pressed against his ear, the tip of his tongue was burning hot, wandering around the auricle, and finally stopped on the rosy thin lips, biting his tongue with saliva.

His hands were not idle, he went through the hem of his clothes, and groped along the spine all the way to the tailbone.

Jian Fan struggled a few times and took a breath. He felt that his body was out of control, and he was weak without any strength.Qi Jue raised her head slightly, her lips were bright red, "Say, don't you think about me."

The light at the head of the bed was dazzling, Qi Jue kissed him without getting an answer, his shirt was lifted up at some point, and a few bright red wild roses bloomed on Leng Baiyu's skin.

"Thinking...Thinking," Jian Fan couldn't finish the sentence, his long and narrow eyes were red with tiny glimmers of water, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I miss you."

"miss who?"

"Qi... Jue."

After hearing this, Qi Jue was finally satisfied. He stopped attacking, squinted his eyes, held Jian Fan's hand all the way down, and said in a low voice: "It's good to say no earlier, you provoked me, You are responsible for destroying."

Jian Fan lay on the bed in a dazed state of consciousness. He didn't wake up until Wei Liang's long fingers touched a hard and hot object.

The skin was suddenly covered with a thin layer of red.

The smell of pheromones dispersed in the air and gradually became stronger. Jian Fan's voice was a little hoarse, and he said vaguely: "It's... uncomfortable."

Qi Jue took a deep breath, and turned his body slightly: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

The originally fickle eyes were filled with water, Qi Jue's voice seemed to be far away from him, there seemed to be a fire burning in his blood, Qi Jue blocked the light with his body, and watched him from above.

Jian Fan's lips were slightly pale, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat. The smell of snow lotus rushed into his breath. Qi Jue stared at Jian Fan's glands for a moment and thought for a moment. After a while, he leaned down and bit down.

"Don't be afraid," he rubbed Jian Fan's hair with one hand, and said with some distress, "Good boy, you'll be fine soon."

Before the two got together, Qi Jue did a lot of research on this aspect, searched the Internet, and went to the hospital to find a doctor to inquire about the situation.

Most of the answers on the Internet are unreliable.

Listen to what the doctor says.

He remembered that Doctor Alpha was young and gentle that day, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his voice was gentle and polite.

He said: If two Alphas are together, if one of them is marked, the damage to him will not be great, but occasionally there will be symptoms of glandular integration period, which we collectively call in the medical field: glandular sequelae.

Qi Jue looked at him suspiciously: "What is that, can it be cured?"

"It's about the same as hypoglycemia," the doctor pushed the gold-rimmed glasses. "A person with hypoglycemia can be relieved by eating a piece of candy. The glandular sequelae are the same. You just need to ask him to take a sip and inject your pheromone into his glands." , the symptoms will soon be relieved.”

Qi Jue nodded suddenly: "What are these symptoms? Is there a cycle?"

"Pale face, feeling weak all over the body, and burning sensation may also appear in the glands, and there is no pattern to be found."

"Irregular." Qi Jue frowned, repeating the doctor's words.

"What are you thinking about?" Jian Fan paused for a while, regained his energy, and his face was not as pale as before. He looked down from below, just in time to see Qi Jue's pensive eyes.

Qi Jue lay beside him, put his arms around Jian Fan, kissed him on the side of the cheek, and told him what the doctor said.

"Glandular sequelae?" Jian Fan turned his face calmly, not surprised, he touched his glands, and jokingly said, "If you get sick in the future, don't you need Brother Jue's protection anytime and anywhere?"

"Well," Qi Jue also smiled, "Don't be afraid, brother Jue will be your bodyguard, flower protector, and the most important one in the future?"

"Ok?"

"Also, boyfriend."

Jian Fan was stunned for a while, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, when he looked at Qi Jue, a small light flashed in his eyes, and it was caught in the dark eyes again, "Then boyfriend, go and turn off the light."

The wind beat against the window, and the gloomy clouds covered half of the sky. Qi Jue leaned his shoulder against the window, and seemed to have woken up for a while.

Jian Fan's hair was a little long, he glanced at Qi Jue through the fine hair, sat up, with a hoarse voice unique to the morning: "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" Qi Jue turned around when he heard the movement, "It's nothing, it just looks like the sky is going to change."

"Well," Jian Fan also looked out of the window, looking at the osmanthus tree blown by the wind, and said, "It's going to rain."

The light in the room was dim, Qi Jue's outline was half hidden, and his eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly. Jian Fan frowned subconsciously, and just about to walk over with his shoes, Qi Jue's low and depressed voice sounded in his ear.

"In the afternoon...don't forget to bring your umbrella."