That sweet and soft omega

Bai Fangwei's body trembled, as if frightened, then he turned around angrily, pointed at Rong Ji's nose, "You...you..." She was too angry to speak.

Rong Ji hurried forward and protected Rong Xiao, Rong Xiao wept silently, after being hugged by Rong Ji, he felt a little bit resistant, but his body had already instinctively clinged to him, huddled in his arms, small, A skinny bunch.

Rong Xiao's thin shoulders were in his hand, Rong Ji saw him wiping tears tremblingly, his heart shrank into a ball, the pain was in a mess, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover his eyes, his wet eyelashes hit Rong Ji's palm, itching.

Rong Ji looked up at his mother in a protective gesture.There was a layer of anger deep in his eyes.

Seeing the arrogant posture of the two, Bai Fangwei didn't catch his breath, took a few steps back, coughed a few times, rolled his eyes, and leaned against the wall to soften his body.

Rong Ji was startled: "Mom!"

——Bai Fangwei struggled to hold on to the wall, but finally failed, closed his eyes and slid down!

Rong Ji rushed over and shouted again: "Mom!"

Rong Xiao propped up her body, hesitated for a moment, then crawled over, hid behind Rong Ji, and peeked timidly.Rong Jiheng picked up Bai Fangwei, flustered but still calm, walked to the door, thought for a while, then came back, and spoke to Rong Xiao in a hurried tone: "I asked for leave for you at the school. Stay honest, don't go anywhere, there is breakfast on the table."

He paused, maybe because he felt that his tone was too serious, so he softened his tone a little, half knelt down facing the blank smile, and kissed his lips lightly: "You are good."

Rong Xiao's eyes were watery, she stared blankly at Rong Ji who picked up Bai Fangwei again, opened the door and left.

He slammed the door loudly, and then his back disappeared in a flash, and the world fell silent.

He staggered up, unable to stand still, the wounds all over his body were aching. After the pleasure, the price he had to pay was miserable.

Rong Xiao touched the sofa, in front of the sofa was the blanket that had been raped by the two of them, and there were sporadic bloodstains on the snow-white blanket.

He shrank into a ball, hesitating between leaving and staying, Rong Ji's pheromone still remained in the room, the existence that used to scare him, now became his tranquilizer, full of security.

However, the empty room is full of loneliness that has nowhere to tell.

Before he could decide whether to leave or stay, his eyelids fell into a deep sleep.

After the estrus period, the omega is usually extremely exhausted. At this time, it should be in the arms of alpha, resting comfortably. He doesn't have alpha, but he has pheromones, and his body can't resist instinct.

When he woke up again, there seemed to be something pressed on his lips. He had developed a conditioned reflex these days, and opened his mouth to let Rongji's tongue invade and entangle.

Rong Ji kissed for a while, let go of him, and whispered: "Brother is not good, breakfast is cold."

Rong Xiao woke up when he heard his voice, opened his eyes, and stammered: "You, you are back."

As he spoke, he looked out of the window, and it was already dark. He suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment, and suddenly remembered that he should have left, but he fell asleep for some reason.

"Well," Rong Ji's heart is completely glued to his body now, and he wants to touch him from time to time, he smiled, his brows seemed to melt like icebergs, and said softly, "You didn't leave, I'm very... happy."

"This, I am, I am," Rong Xiao wanted to defend himself, "I..."

Rong Ji naturally passed him a step: "Of course, the locks at home require fingerprints to open, and you can't leave even if you want to."

Rong Xiao stared at his smile, and was in a daze for a while, then looked away as if to escape, and stopped talking.

Rong Ji got up, "Is brother hungry? I'll cook."

Rong Xiao nodded slightly.

In fact, he wanted to say that he could eat the breakfast once he heated it up, but when he saw Rong Ji turned around and swept the breakfast into the trash can, he silently shut his mouth, laughing at his poverty from the bottom of his heart.

Rong Ji didn't close the kitchen door, and through the slanted crack of the door, he could see his back walking back and forth, holding pots and pans with his slender fingers, which ran counter to his image, but somehow made him feel at ease.

Rong Xiao nestled back again, staring at the small door, her eyes turned red in an instant.

He didn't know if it was because of grievances or something else.

The author has something to say:

Today, I broke my small desk for codewords.

Comrades, you must not be fat, or you will feel the malice of the whole world, I hate it.

I'm angry today, and the number of words is a little less than usual.