Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

The darkness enveloped him again, he was immersed in the cold mud, and the sticky and greasy touch wrapped him around him, he moved his body, but sank faster and deeper.

Suddenly, a faint ray of light appeared from a distance in the world where he couldn't see his fingers. Song Qing seemed to see the dawn, and tried his best to chase it, but the silt entangled him more and more stiff.

The light gradually became wider and illuminated his surroundings, only then did he realize that it was not the mud that entangled him, but countless him, whose joy, anger, sorrow, and joy were touched by Shen Yuguan, and turned into obstacles tightly bound him. tied him up.

He fled in horror, and countless people behind him were chasing after him, all roaring hysterically without exception.

"You can't escape!"

"You love him! Are you willing to abandon him?"

"Come back Song Qing, this is where you belong!"

"Come back! Come back!"

"No!" Song Qing shook off the countless hands and feet stuck to her body, and ran desperately towards the light. There was only one thought in his heart, he couldn't stop, he couldn't stay here.

He ran out of breath, and the people behind him chased after him, but the light was getting closer and closer, only one step away, and he was about to touch it. The corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled by a thin force, and the light came from behind. Come to the immature and young voice, yes he.

The voice begged humbly, "Song Qing, don't leave me here, I love him, and I can't lose him."

Song Qing's blood froze, a bone-piercing chill spread from his limbs, countless blood vessels burst, and he couldn't take a step forward.

He turned around, and the countless others stopped chasing him and stayed where they were, standing in the distance with expressionless but implicit expectations, silently waiting for his answer.

All of him, including that one, firmly believed that Song Qing would come back.

How could Song Qing be willing to leave Shenyu Temple?

Sure enough, Song Qing stopped, as they expected, Song Qing hugged him tenderly, everyone was overjoyed, countless hands were about to flock to Song Qing, trying to drag him back to the black mud swamp.

But an accident happened in the next second, and Song Qing opened that immature hand decisively and firmly without any hesitation.

The owner of that hand couldn't believe it at first, and then wanted to pounce on Song Qing in horror, but at some point in front of Song Qing's body erected invisible glass walls, no matter how hard he beat, he couldn't get past it.

Song Qing stared at him silently, then stroked her chest, her voice was ethereal and empty, "I don't want to love anymore, it hurts too much here."

He looked at countless him, rushing to the glass wall and howling, some were angry, some were desperate, some were pleading, but none were happy for him.

He didn't stop there, he jumped into the boundless white light.

Song Qing was awakened by a stabbing pain. The dim sunlight shone in through the bay window, making him unable to open his eyes. He wanted to raise his hand to block the sunlight, but his arm seemed to be buried in sand, heavy and weak.

After a while, he adjusted to the harsh sunlight and could see the room he was in now.

It was a ward, with the lingering smell of disinfectant in the nose, mixed with a sweet apple aroma, which lured Song Qing's stomach that hadn't eaten all day to growl.

He raised his heavy head and looked around, but he couldn't find the apple. With such a slight movement, there was a dense biting pain in his neck, and he didn't dare to act rashly again.

"Hungry?" A hoarse and sexy voice sounded beside his ear.

Song Qing endured the pain and looked at the reputation, while Shen Yuguan sat casually on the sofa, unable to see his expression clearly against the light.

Song Qing glanced hastily, and quickly looked away.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yuguan asked again.

The tone of the voice was clearly the same as usual, but in Song Qing's ears, it was indescribably awkward.

Strangely, Song Qing's dizzy mind gave this answer intuitively.

But the aftertaste of the anesthetic hadn't dissipated, so he couldn't feel that something was wrong, and he wanted to fall asleep again in a dizzy state.

Song Qing realized that Li Yu hadn't been seen since he woke up, so she couldn't help asking, "Where's Li Yu?"

Shen Yuguan said casually, "I went to see a doctor."

When Li Yu saw Shen Yuguan, he wanted to take off his high heels and greeted him in the face. If Wang Ye hadn't tried his best to block him, Shen Yuguan's handsome face might have been bruised and swollen.

Li Yu was annoyed that this eyesore would not leave her. Seeing that Song Qing's operation was over, she really didn't want to see Shen Yuguan, so she slammed on her high heels and went to ask the surgeon about the situation.

Song Qing nodded reassuringly when he heard the words, and closed his eyes in sleepiness. The sweet apple aroma in the air became more and more intense, lingering at the tip of his nose, and it was all in his breath. He silently smacked his lips and said vaguely, " I want to eat apples."

"What did you say?" Song Qing's voice was faint and vague, and Shen Yuguan couldn't hear him clearly, so he walked slowly to his bed and leaned closer to ask.

The quilt was accidentally rubbed off by him, he raised his hand to pinch the corner of the quilt, and gathered it up, and the pheromone smell on Song Qing's body covered by the quilt suddenly came out, and as the quilt loosened, it hit his face come.

When sitting on the sofa, the pheromone smell is not very obvious, it just makes him feel comfortable, but when he gets closer, he finds this sweet pheromone, like nectar applied to a tourist who has traveled in the desert for several days. Guan was attracted to her irresistibly, he gently held Song Qing's cool cheek with his hand, lowered his head to kiss Fangze, and even regretted why he didn't come here sooner.

"Sir..." Song Qing saw Shen Yuguan's approaching face in a daze, he raised his hand weakly, pressed it on Shen Yuguan's chest, and called out in bewilderment.

This hoarse whisper was like a blow to the head, and instantly knocked Shen Yuguan back to his senses.

Shen Yuguan's face instantly became extremely ugly, he frowned, stepped back three or four steps back to the edge of the sofa, and escaped from the thick pheromone circle, until the surrounding pheromone smell faded away, his tight chest eased slightly .

No, his reaction was too weird.

He couldn't help wanting to get close to Song Qing, wanting to melt the person in front of him into his flesh and blood.

Shen Yuguan's perception of the degree of fit told him that a 75% degree of fit should not be so.

He has never had such an uncontrolled behavior in the face of 85% fit.

Song Qing was still whispering unconsciously, raving one after another, like the temptation of a devil, hooking his hands and feet, and walking towards the edge of the cliff.

Shen Yuguan tried his best to restrain the unquenchable hotness, but inadvertently saw the blush caused by Song Qing's smacking of lips, as if blindly lusting, his blood boiled to the top, his eyes were red, almost turned into For the sake of the beast, he pounced on Song Qing and swallowed Song Qing's bones.

Fortunately, his last trace of sanity stopped him, and he escaped from this ward as if fleeing.