Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

Shen Yu laughed, staring at the night intently, and asked, "I'm looking for you, there must be something wrong?"

The theme of this banquet is Mrs. Song. He is not interested in making false deals with irrelevant people, but he can't get rid of them directly. , to give him a legitimate reason to get out.

Song Qing was speechless when asked, he pursed his lips and said, "Then sir, if you have nothing else to do, I will leave first."

As soon as the words fell, Song Qing felt a dense pain in his neck again. He took a painkiller when he got up, but he didn't expect the effect of the medicine to pass so quickly.

This forced him to want to leave here even more, but Shen Yuguan grabbed him and said in a low tone, "So you don't want to see me?"

Song Qing's repeated impatient tone made Shen Yu feel strange, and even produced a subtle and unpleasant emotion.

"I'm just not feeling well, and I want to go back to rest." Song Qing tried his best to force a smile, and he slightly raised his captured wrist, "Sir, please forgive me."

As Shen Yu got closer, his pheromone became clearer, and the rich and heavy orange blossom smell turned into countless thin cotton needles, piercing into his wound to lick blood and suck marrow.

In the blink of an eye, Song Qing's face became as pale as paper at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cold sweat continuously oozes from the back and forehead, wets the soft shirt, sticks sticky to the back and waist, outlines a slender waist.

At the same time, the pheromone of the artificial gland was stimulated, and it was like a tide, and it couldn't wait to leak out of the suppression sticker.

The moment Shen Yu sensed the pheromone, he let go of his hand suddenly, and took several steps back, his heart beating sounded like thunder almost instantly.

Song Qing caught sight of Shen Yuguan's violent reaction in the pain, was taken aback, and froze in disbelief.

Shen Yuguan's exquisite eyebrows and eyes were stained with crimson at some point, panting and holding on to the railing, as if trying to restrain something.

This way... It's like what he looked like during the fever period... As soon as it came to his mind, it was immediately denied by him.

impossible!This thought frightened him, and he wanted to run away in fear, but he didn't expect that Shen Yuguan was as agile as a leopard, and rushed up to him, not giving him a chance to escape, Shen Yuguan bit his neck. The thin flesh, the usual lazy and quiet voice was completely gone, and he asked viciously, "Where do you want to go?"

Song Qing trembled all over, shaking her lips, "I..." He just uttered a word, Shen Yuguan pushed him away vigorously, put his hands on the viewing table, desperately suppressed something, and squeezed out a few short words from the root of his teeth. Word, "Go...immediately...go! Hurry up!"

Song Qing was staggered and pushed to the ground, he didn't care to cry out the pain, and ran away without stopping.

But when they came to the door, Song Qing suddenly turned back. The movement of them had already attracted someone to look over, but there was a row of lush green bamboos beside the terrace, which blocked the sight of the good-natured people.

"Sir..." Song Qing didn't dare to get too close, and stopped three or five meters away from Shenyu Temple.

Shen Yuguan still maintained the movement when he fled, with his hands firmly propped on the viewing table, he didn't move for half a minute, his eyes were red and he was panting heavily, as if he was going to run away in the next second.

These two short words were like sparks that detonated a bomb, and Shen Yuguan's boiling blood roared in his ears, asking him to eat up the person in front of him and swallow it into his stomach.

Why is his clothes wet and sticking to his body, damn omega, are you seducing him?

No, not seducing him.

His mind was echoing, screaming, grabbing him, he was about to run just now, his wet body looked attractive, did he want to run there?Want to seduce that alpha?

Shen Yuguan raised his head with red eyes, he showed a calm smile, and his tone seemed to induce children to eat candy, "Song Qing, come here."

Song Qing's hairs stood on end, his intuition told him that Shenyu Temple was not in the right state, and he couldn't help but backed away.

"Sir..." Song Qing asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you..."

Shen Yuguan's smile was distorted. When he saw Song Qing retreating, his feet were filled with lead, and he took heavy steps, approaching Song Qing step by step. Song Qing couldn't retreat and stuck to the wall of the balcony.

"Why did you run away?" Shen Yuguan grasped Song Qing's shoulder with five fingers turned into claws, Song Qing cried out in pain, but he was unmoved, and repeated, "Why did you run away?"

"I don't, sir, I don't." The overwhelming fragrance of orange blossoms enveloped Song Qing, and he couldn't move a single step, so he could only shake his head in pain, regretting why he had to go back to ask for trouble.

"Is it the fever period?" Song Qing asked tremblingly, Shen Yuguan's appearance could only make him think of this possibility.

Shen Yuguan couldn't listen to anything anymore, but his remaining reason told him that he couldn't go crazy here, unless he wanted to make social headlines. He exhausted his mind and bit his wrist fiercely, warm Blood flowed from the gap between his teeth, bringing him a sense of sobriety, and he growled inarticulately, "Go to a place where no one is there!"

[The author has something to say]: I am running wildly on the road of dog blood!