Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

Moon stars are rare.

The early summer breeze was slightly cool, and Song Qing wrapped herself tightly in a thin sweater.

Shen Yu heard the noise, cast his gaze from the side of the flower bed, and dropped cigarette butts on the ground at his feet.

Seeing Shen Yuguan, the pain from that crutch came back again, Song Qing only said that there was a dense tingling pain on the back of the neck, and her steps couldn't help but slow down.

"Will you regret it?" Shen Yuguan took a puff of cigarette, exhaled white smoke, his delicate face was hidden in the night, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

His tone was flat, without ups and downs, and he didn't know whether he was asking Song Qing or himself.

Song Qing froze when she heard this, and shook her head slowly, "No."

The operation date was set on the day after he visited his grandfather, this time he did not notify anyone, and went to this banquet with no turning back alone.

The hospital where the operation was performed remained unchanged.

The cold operating room filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the businesslike and silent medical staff, nothing has changed.

The edge of the knife is no more than three centimeters, and the scab has just come off and tender flesh has grown out, and the color is different from other places.

He watched from the side as the cold anesthetic self-retention needle pushed into his body little by little.

He closed his eyes slowly, with a faint coolness at the end of his eyes.

Beep, beep.

The sun is shining brightly, and the spring wind is blowing warmly.

"Brother Qing, the new professor is so handsome! It is said that he is a top-notch alpha," the deskmate propped his elbows, tilting his curly haired head, full of longing temptations, "Let's skip class to have a look ?”

The immature Song Qing endured the drowsiness, shook her head happily and firmly, "I won't go."

Following these words, the entire space shattered like a piece of glass, splashing countless fragments, each with a projection of Song Qing, crying and laughing, uncomfortable and happy.

They did the same thing at the same time, and they pushed away the opportunity to touch Shen Yuguan.

Song Qing, who was lying on the cold table, seemed to bend her lips.

Shen Yuguan, I... really don't love you anymore.

The operation lasted for three hours. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qing was pushed out of the operating room.

The anesthesia did not wear off, and he lay dizzy on the hospital bed until Fang Youyou woke up at noon the next day.

The mental state is still bad, he can't eat, he can't sleep well, but fortunately the nurse is doing his duty, the nurse is a gentle batter, even if Song Qing has no appetite at all, the nurse will forcefully feed him half a bowl of porridge.

After several days like this, his condition improved slightly.

On this day, the bright sun in early summer, warm with a tinge of hot sunlight, passed through the glass window and hit the jade-white floor, like gold leaf being torn apart and scattered all over the place.

Song Qing was sitting in a soft chair by the window, basking in the sun.

He is still in the observation period and cannot be discharged from the hospital yet.

The broken hair that was longer than the eyebrows fell down to the nose, and the sun was shining warmly, so he couldn't help closing his eyes and taking a nap.

Suddenly, a shadow seemed to fall on the top of the head, and Song Qing noticed that when she opened her eyes, a piece of white clothes came into her eyes.

There is also a well-defined palm, with a ruby ​​ring on the thumb, bordered by broken diamonds, paved in a circle, like a galaxy surrounding a planet.

Shen Yuguan blocked the sunlight, so he had no choice but to move to the side, Shen Yuguan seemed to have sensed his intentions, strode over to a chair, and walked around the sun to sit beside him.

"Sir." As always, Song Qing spoke first, her voice flat and unsurprised.

He was the one who called Shen Yuguan.

Shen Yu gave a hum, his gaze stayed on Song Qing for a long time like a king patrolling the territory.

"The divorce agreement is in the study on the second floor." Song Qing avoided Shen Yuguan's overly hot gaze uncomfortably, and looked out of the window. A branch of white magnolia suddenly stretched out across the center of the glass. What should be done, sir should satisfy me."

Shen Yuguan crossed his legs, as if paying attention to his respect.

Song Qing considered her words for a long time, and finally chose the most concise sentence, "Help me save two people from Song Lin."

He didn't wait for Shen Yuguan to answer, and continued: "The older one is called Lian Yan, and the younger one is her daughter. I don't want that villa and all the alimony. I want to exchange this for my husband to ensure their safety. Although I know that Mister does not lack these, but I..." Song Qing bit her lower lip, "There are only these."

Shen Yuguan's eyes darkened for a moment, and he approached Song Qing and asked, "Who are you?"

"This has nothing to do with sir." Song Qing didn't intend to say, the moment Shen Yuguan approached, the familiar smell of pheromone rushed over his face, and he hurriedly shrank back.

Since his surgery, Shen Yu Guan was the first alpha he came into contact with, and the long-lost domineering pheromone smell made him inexplicably uncomfortable.

Shen Yuguan didn't want to get to the bottom of it, when he withdrew, he saw from the corner of his eye that the thin blanket Song Qing had covered his stomach to keep warm had fallen to his feet, he bent down to pick it up, and covered it back.

Song Qing immediately interrupted his movements, her whole body shrank back in response, and her pale lips trembled uncontrollably.

Shen Yuguan's hand stayed in the air awkwardly, "I just..."

"No need." Song Qing didn't want to hear him finish his sentence, her pale lips were tightly pursed, half of her broken hair was wet with sweat, and strands fell on her face. He repeated, "No need."

I don't know why, the moment Shen Yu Guan got close, his heart flooded with unspeakable panic. He felt that Shen Yu Guan was like a giant sword with countless branches and sharp corners all over his body. The horns would scratch his skin.

He calmed down a little, gasped and whispered, "That's all I want."

He continued, "Sir is busy with business, you can go back, please."

Song Qing's two quick and close sentences made Shen Yuguan speechless.

Shen Yuguan withdrew his hand, and the thin blanket fell to Song Qing's feet again, but he didn't move.

The increasingly clear smell of pheromones made Song Qing frowned uncomfortably, and couldn't help urging, "Please go back."

[The author has something to say]: Countdown to Song Qing's departure from Shuangcheng!

Two more codes!Expected early morning!You can watch it tomorrow!

I was going to write a sadistic article today, and I even watched a love story. I was so sweet that I couldn’t write a sadistic one. I cried!