Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

Song Qing thought, he was deceived by this face back then.

For the first time in his life, and the only time he skipped class, he happened to meet Shen Yuguan.

Shen Yuguan leaned against the corridor fence, with a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke circled around and around, covering his face in a cloud of mist, only his eyes were squinting under the golden eye frame. , dazzling.

Shen Yuguan only said that sentence to him in the past three years, "Little friend, are you skipping class?"

The deep, sexy voice is more pleasing than his favorite piano music.

Song Qing thought later, if God gave him another chance, would he still skip class and go that way?He thought for a long time, but couldn't think of an answer.

"Sir." His footsteps slowed down, as if there was a mist covering his eyes, the Shen Yu Temple in front of him suddenly overlapped with the smiling and affectionate person in his memory, and his voice was soft and soft, for fear of being too loud The figure is like smoke, fleeting.

But the reason why hallucinations are hallucinations is because even if they are as small as mosquitoes, they can be easily blown away.

Shen Yuguan, who glanced over at the sound, had a cold expression on his face, and didn't even bother to put on his usual three-point smirk.

Even Song Qing had to admit that this frozen three-foot appearance was Shen Yuguan.

Ruthless and ungrateful, treating feelings like nothing.

After watching it for a long time, the person in my memory is getting weaker and weaker, and his hair is like a phantom, unable to hold his full of love, crumbling.

After Shen Yuguan smoked his last cigarette, he leaned in front of Song Qing, as if he wanted to see the person in front of him clearly, what was he thinking in his heart, he asked, "Are you happy to divorce me?"

He didn't love Song Qing, but he couldn't bear Song Qing's joy and revelry because she left him.

From the beginning to the end, this person should be in his hands, controlling the power of life and death.

Song Qing was confused. This question was beyond the scope of his answer. The answer was that Shen Yuguan would feel unhappy. He understood Shen Yuguan. He agreed to the divorce because he was useless, not because he Song Qing wanted to divorce. divorced.

But the answer is no, it's like there is no silver 300 taels here, and the front foot just finished talking about the divorce, and the back foot is in the bar.

Song Qing couldn't get it right, so he had no choice but to ask, returning the initiative to Shen Yuguan, "What kind of answer do you want to hear, sir?"

Careful and full of flattery.

Shen Yu's complexion improved when he heard the words, as if he was pleased by Song Qing's cute tone.

Song Qing knew that she got the right answer by mistake.

"The answer is no, I thought you would come up and scold me." Shen Yuguan approached him in a deep voice, enveloping him with a strong fragrance of orange blossoms, and the hot and humid breath wafted by his ears, making Song Qing tremble faintly with itching, "Suddenly a little I miss that arrogant and domineering you."

Song Qing thought, this person has gone too far. After pulling out all the fangs and claws from his body, he remembered the thrill of being scratched by a wild cat.

"If there is a time machine, I would also like to see it." Song Qing replied meekly.

Wild cats have been kept as domestic animals in cages, and they can still stretch out their claws.

"Are you going to have a fever?" When they got closer, the scent that could not be concealed by the restraint stickers came to the nostrils, causing the pheromones of Shenyu Temple to flood.

Song Qing's pheromone is strong and seductive patchouli, which is very different from his own, extremely sweet and fragrant.

The rich pheromones are blended into the orange blossom fragrance. He and Song Qing are incompatible, but the pheromones are inseparable. Together, they are like the famous products made by the most senior perfumers.

Song Qing raised her hand and pressed the restraining sticker twice, hoping to get a better fit, suppressing the fragrance, "Hurry up."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

The pheromones were flooding so badly that before both of them were about to become large perfume bottles, Shen Yuguan retreated, carrying a strong fragrance of orange blossoms, and the cool wind just passed by, blowing away the aftertaste completely.

What's the use of saying it?Song Qing laughed and sighed, Omega is really the race that the Creator least favors.

There is also an unknown disadvantage of the low degree of fit, which was learned by Song Qing from her own personal experience.

The fever period of omega is like a one-man show, as long as alpha does not get close and does not come into contact with pheromone, it will not be affected.

So even if Song Qing fell to the ground in pain and cried bitterly because of the febrile period, Shen Yuguan could still talk and laugh happily, watching from afar.

Fortunately, no matter how low the fit is, Alpha also has a hot period and needs omega.

Song Qing said lightly, "Once you get hit, it's over."

"Sir, do you want to go back together?" Song Qing felt dizzy from the cold wind, and he really didn't want to continue communicating with Shen Yuguan in the wind.

As for Shen Yuguan, he would not come back, so he was just being polite, put on his coat, and was about to say goodbye to Shen Yuguan.

"it is good."

Shen Yuguan rarely agreed.

Song Qing was stunned, "Together?"

"something wrong?"

"No, wait for me, sir. I'll call a car." Song Qing denied it, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and skillfully opened the travel software.

"You didn't drive out?" Shen Yu wondered. Although he didn't live there often, he had a lot of treasures in the garage.

Song Qing choked, and said slowly, "No..."

Shen Yuguan seemed to have discovered a new continent, his eyes were full of doubts, as if to say that there are still people who can't drive these days?

"I didn't have time at first, but then I didn't want to."

Before him, he had been studying hard, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to skip one class and meet Shen Yuguan when he was 15 years old when he went to university.

Afterwards, he became what Li Yu said was a love affair, and he was so full of heart on Shen Yuguan that he couldn't even arouse any interest in such time-consuming and labor-intensive things as the driver's license test.

When I get stronger sometimes, I lose my mind again.

Shen Yuguan looked at Song Qing all the way with questioning eyes. If the driver hadn't seen Shen Yuguan's appearance, he would have suspected that there was something wrong with him.

And after feeling the indescribable eyes of the driver master, Shen Yuguan didn't show his face, and withdrew his curious baby-like eyes.

Song Qing pushed open the door, found a pair of unopened disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet, and handed them to Shen Yuguan.

"Sometimes, I feel that going back here is like going back to a hotel." Shen Yuguan took it and joked.

But, by the way, solve the physical problem.Song Qing replied in her heart.

Song Qing took off her coat and threw it on the sofa. She lowered her head to find something in the coffee table. A section of her fair neck protruded from the high collar. Under the light, it was covered with a layer of white glaze. Good Porcelain, while looking for it, he said, "I've cleaned Mr.'s room, Mr. can go to bed first."

Shen Yu didn't move, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Song Qing replied casually, "Restraint stickers, this seems to be useless."

"What do you want this for?"

Song Qing finally found it in the corner. He tore off the old one and replaced it with a new one. The whole set of actions was smooth and smooth, as if he had posted it to himself countless times, "It will bother you, sir."

Shen Yuguan laughed, he came over and grabbed Song Qing's wrist, his palm was so hot that Song Qing shivered slightly, Song Qing looked at him for no reason.

With the other hand, he easily tore off the restraining sticker that had just been pasted, and the gland couldn't wait to emit a rich and attractive pheromone, eagerly looking for someone to mark him.

He took Song Qing's hand, and gently and lingeringly led it to his neck, where his glands exuded orange fragrance and were equally hot.

"Do you feel it, Song Qing?"