ABO

In the ward.

Bai Wen was wearing a clean and comfortable hospital gown, and his hair was cut short by the nurse, which made it easier to clean.

Because of lying down for a long time, he has lost a lot of weight, his cheeks are sunken, and he is no longer as beautiful as before.

Lin Ai looks very much like him, beautiful and charming, but his personality is stubborn and cold like his father, his thinking is old-fashioned and uninteresting,

But Bai Ou inherited his father's dull looks with phoenix eyes and thin lips, but his personality is as gentle and quiet as Bai Wen, and he loves romance.

Sometimes Lin Ai really felt that the two of them had a wrong life.

If he could exchange his body, he would be willing to hand himself over to Bai Gu, so that he would not suffer from Fu Sili's ruthless abuse on the bed.

"Mr. Lin is here?" The door was pushed open, and the young nurse was slightly stunned when he saw him, "Mr. Fu and his wife just left."

Lin Ai nodded silently, thinking that it was a good chance that he hadn't met just now, otherwise the three of them would be in the same room later.

"Mr. Fu and his lover have such a good relationship, and they have never let go of their holding hands." The little nurse took Bai Wen's daily temperature and chatted with Lin Ai.

"At first I thought Mr. Fu and Mr. Lin were a couple, because he has always cared about this patient."

"No," Lin Ai vetoed lightly, "His lover is my brother."

The nurse secretly glanced at his somewhat gloomy face and fell silent. She didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly finished the work at hand and left.

It was quiet in the ward, only the slight sound of the ECG monitor.

Lin Ai sat by the bed silently for a while before leaving. Although it was early autumn outside, it was already a little bit chilly.

He wrapped his thin coat tightly, thinking that if he had a child this season, he would already be living in a small town in Switzerland next autumn, and he would be able to see the beautiful Swiss snow scene in winter.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and called Bai Gu. He seemed to have just woken up from a nap, and his voice was still soft, "What's wrong, Xiao Ai?"

"Brother, I want to resolve these matters as soon as possible..." Lin Ai said as tactfully as possible, but Bai Ou seemed a little distracted and didn't understand for a while.

"What? What things?..." He asked in a drawn-out voice, without seeming to react.

"That's right..." Lin Ai was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by his soft cry, "Ah! Fu Sili!...I'm still on the phone..." His voice was a little farther away from the microphone. It sounds a bit unreal.

"Why are you calling at this hour?" Lin Ai heard Fu Sili saying this on the other end, his voice was deep and hoarse, full of lust | lust.

Lin Ai only felt a sudden jump in his heart, and hung up the phone with a blushing face. He was stunned by the side of the road for a long time before regaining his consciousness.

I have slept with Fu Sili three times, but I have never heard such a gentle yet eager tone from him.

He frowned slightly, and a strange feeling came out of his heart. It turned out that the voice of the man who was completely immersed in the affair was like this...

What about his expression?

What is his expression like when he clings to someone and begs for love? ...

Or is it the usual cold face of dead parents, or the hypocritical smile in social situations?

Thinking of him begging his lover like a baby with that stern face...

Lin Ai made up the picture for his brain, shaking a few times in the cool wind...

……

It was past ten o'clock at night when Yin Cai received a call the next day, asking him to send a document urgently.

It was supposed to be sent by her personal secretary, but the phone has been unable to get through to that person, and it happens that Lin Ai also has a backup here.

He hurried to the company downstairs to print out the documents, then took a taxi to the address she gave.

It is a luxury club located in the city center. To put it bluntly, it is a nightclub for the rich.

Lin Ai hurriedly put on a knitted cardigan over his pajamas when he went out, and wanted to call Yin Cai to come downstairs to pick it up by himself, but the phone was not answered for a long time.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in. Fortunately, the security guard at the door saw that although he was wearing pajamas, he looked good, and mistook him for a pajama party in a box, so he didn't stop him.

When she found Yin Cai's box, she was drinking with some bosses, and the neckline of her skirt was very low.

When Lin Ai handed the document to her, she was still holding back her smile, "I've never seen anyone wearing pajamas in this kind of place."

"Then see you now?" He responded to her with a good temper.

"But it's also pretty." Yin Cai said seriously.

She was telling the truth, the person in front of her was fair and beautiful, with a thin and tall figure, wearing a baggy dark silk pajamas, with a lazy and unique posture.

Even the alpha bosses who were sitting there kept looking at him, wishing their eyes would stick to him.

Listening to these words, Lin Ai only thought she was coaxing herself, and after a few brief words with her, she opened the door and went out.

He usually went to bed very early, but now he was sleepy, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and secretly yawning a few times.

When passing the VIP box at the corner, his footsteps paused, and a familiar smell of black cedar lingered on the tip of his nose, which was Fu Sili's breath.

Different from the past, this time the concentration of pheromone is even higher, mixed with other inexplicable smells.

Lin Ai was so dizzy from the smoke, he barely supported the wall so that his legs would not be weak. He looked in through the gap in the box door, and the inside was pitch black and the lights were not turned on.

He sniffed it carefully again, and found that the smell of black cedar was indeed coming from the crack of the door, and the concentration continued to rise.

After thinking for a while, he still hesitated to push the door open. Although he was ready to hold his breath, the pheromones that hit his face made every pore of him stretch out.

The smell of freesia was on the verge of bursting out, and it also began to gushe out clamorously.

As soon as he stepped in, before he could stand still, he was picked up by someone around the waist, fell heavily on the sofa and hit his head. There was a buzzing sound in his head, and he went blank for a few seconds.

The man had already pushed himself up, panting slightly, the smell of black cedar pheromone on his body was very strong, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.

"Yes... is it Fu Sili?" Lin Ai struggled to reach out and push him, but he didn't answer, his chest was burning hot through the thin cloth.

He pressed Lin Ai so that he couldn't move, so he slid his hand down the hem of his pajamas again, stroking|rubbing|rubbing|rubbing his smooth and cold skin roughly.

Lin Ai couldn't help crying out in pain. Isn't this familiar technique the same as that bastard Fu Sili? ...

When a person is unlucky, drinking cold water is really stuffy.

He didn't expect that he would run into this person just by going out to deliver a document.