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When Ting Yun woke up, the temperature beside the bed hadn't dissipated. He stood up and looked for Song Youfang in the room with the light from behind the curtain.

When he realized that he was the only one in the room, he slowly got out of bed. He turned off the light, raised his head, squinted his eyes, stepped on the ground with his toes and groped for a long time before he found the slippers. His body dragged go to the door.

The sound insulation in the bedroom is very good. He put his hand on the doorknob, and gently pulled the handle down. The sound of unlocking, accompanied by Song Youfang's voice, and the thoughtless phrase "It's relaxing to have sex with an omega" Ting Yun was a little confused, he opened the door and saw that Song Youfang had just hung up the phone.

"Wake up." Song Youfang did not change his face.

Ting Yun's voice was hoarse from sleep, and his eyes and mouth could not be opened. He took a step towards Song Youfang based on his feeling, plunged into his arms, and prolonged the syllable, "Mmm..."

Song Youfang's movements of hugging Tingyun became more and more proficient. He lowered his head to look at Tingyun's expression, wondering how much Tingyun had heard and how he would react. He only saw the tiredness and contentment on Tingyun's face.

"Go to sleep before you wake up."

Ting Yun rubbed his forehead against Song Youfang's chest. He woke up at this time, and it was not so easy to go back to sleep. He took a deep breath of the rich lavender fragrance, put his fingers on Song Youfang's chest, and opened the neckline a little. , looked closely for a while, "It seems...better..."

"Yeah." Song Youfang was a little surprised, Tingyun was not too sober yet, but his allergies would never be forgotten in his mind.

Ting Yun's hand was still hanging on Song Youfang's collar, he raised his head and asked, "Who... were you talking on the phone just now?"

To be able to mention words like omega and sex/love is definitely not a business matter, not a business matter, it seems okay for Ting Yun to ask casually, the serious Song Youfang would talk about sex/love in private ?It was difficult for him to think of the dull president in such a crappy direction.

Song Youfang looked at Ting Yun calmly, "Song Youxin."

If the relationship between the Song family brothers and sisters is not harmonious, then the problem must be Song Youfang. Song Youxin called him big brother anyway, but he was fine, he didn't even bother to do superficial efforts.

Ting Yun thought about it again, Song Youfang called him by name and surname. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at Song Youfang a few more times. He really could hear some crooked names from Song Youfang's mouth, and he still didn't know why. I feel a little chilly.

Song Youfang could feel Ting Yun's scrutiny, but he couldn't figure out the deep meaning in the scrutiny. He turned his head away, "Wash up and go downstairs for breakfast."

With this interruption, Ting Yun forgot all the things he was curious about. Accompanied by Song Youfang, he washed up. When he went downstairs, his aunt was preparing milk for them.

"Let me do it." Ting Yun poured the milk and handed the cup to Song Youfang's hand, "Sir."

Song Youfang will not stop resting at home, his allergies have improved, and he looked at the documents at home today, looking at it like this, he will probably go to work normally tomorrow.

Song Youfang said "Yes", and took the milk, "You have to set a time to invite your colleagues, remember to tell me."

A few days after returning to work from the wedding leave, Ting Yun asked for another leave. If the boss hadn't been so talkative, he wouldn't have been ashamed, so he thought it would be best to set the date on the weekend so that it wouldn't affect everyone's work.

On the table were some documents that Ting Yun could not understand. He remembered the previous app, and asked casually, "How about the previous app?"

Song Youfang thought Ting Yun had noticed something, "Are you curious?"

After all, Ting Yun couldn't understand other documents, and it happened that the topic of choosing a spouse was something that he was more interested in as an ordinary person.

"not bad."

Unexpectedly, Song Youfang changed the topic calmly, "The assistant came? Where did he put the documents?"

This question was obviously not for Ting Yun, so the aunt quickly replied, "It's in your study."

Ting Yun didn't feel anything unusual about Song Youfang, and excitedly volunteered, "I'll get it for you."

Seeing Ting Yun's back disappearing from his sight, Song Youfang still didn't say anything to stop him. He didn't want Ting Yun to know too much about the APP because of his parents' precedent.

My mother is also an omega selected by my father, and she knows the purpose and result of the selection. Their marriage is still not consummated. Therefore, Song Youfang thinks that if he or she tells the truth, there is no way to save the marriage. The above is harmony, and I have no reason to let Ting Yun know the significance of the APP, because he doesn't care about the process, only the result.

However, Song Youfang still felt uneasy. Compared with before, Ting Yun and him got along gradually more casually. This kind of naturalness and logic made Song Youfang worry about Ting Yun's reaction when he knew the truth one day.

Ting Yun was afraid that he would disturb Song Youfang's work, so he hadn't been to the study room before. The study room was at the end of the corridor on the second floor. When he opened the door, the decoration of the study room was as cold as ever.

The rigid desk was in front of the wall, it didn't look like home at all, it really looked like Song Youfang was in the company's office.

Romance is a luxury for Mr. Song.

Ting Yun stuck out his tongue, and walked straight to the desk. The file bag was placed in the most conspicuous place. He reached for it, but was attracted by the two medicine bottles next to the pen holder, and turned his hand. Picked up the medicine bottle, one bottle is vitamins, the other bottle is dead, I don't know what it is for.

Ting Yun shook the medicine bottle, and there were only a few scattered medicines left in the two bottles, which meant that Song Youfang had taken it before, and took a lot of it. Then he looked at the date, and it was several months ago.

Leaving aside the bottle of medicine with unknown curative effects, even if it is vitamins, there is no reason to take it in large quantities for a long time.

Ting Yun felt that he was also careless. He hadn't noticed that Song Youfang had the habit of taking medicine before. He was full of doubts, so he took the documents and went downstairs.

After taking the file bag, Song Youfang said thank you, vaguely felt that Ting Yun was a little absent-minded, looked up, and he was really distracted, "What's wrong?"

Ting Yun moved closer to Song Youfang's side, "Sir...are you feeling well?"

Song Youfang looked at him strangely, "Why do you ask that?"

"The medicine on your table..." Ting Yun hesitated to speak.

Song Youfang quickly realized that he had seen a psychiatrist before and prescribed some vitamins and auxiliary medicines. The effect was the same whether he took them or not, but he was just seeking psychological comfort. Later, because of Ting Yun, the medicines stopped. .

"It's been a long time since I ate it, let auntie throw it away later."

Ting Yun also wanted to ask about another bottle of unnamed medicine, but Song Youfang obviously didn't intend to explain further, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart, since Song Youfang was fine, he didn't have to worry too much.