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When Ting Yun woke up, he was alone in the bed. He was marked by Song Youfang last night, so he would be a little disappointed not to be able to see his alpha immediately after opening his eyes.

He pulled the pillow that Song Youfang had slept on, and the smell of lavender still remained on it. He couldn't help taking a deep breath, and while his nose fluttered, he also exerted force on the back of his neck, and the place where Song Youfang bit him was aching.

This pain reminded him that what happened last night was not a dream, Song Youfang now completely belonged to him.

The remaining warmth on the bed gradually dissipated, Ting Yun got up reluctantly, put on her pajamas, and walked out with her slippers on.

After he and Song Youfang got married, they didn't live with the Song family. In order to make it easier for Tingyun to go to work, Song Youfang moved to the city center. Song Youfang always liked to be quiet, and there was only one nanny at home.

When Ting Yun stood at the stairs, he watched his assistant report to Song Youfang in the living room. He knew that Song Youfang was very busy, and they had the same holidays, but Song Youfang took time out to accompany him.

There was a large package on the coffee table, the packaging was festive, and Ting Yun could guess that it was a gift prepared by the assistant without asking.

Just when Ting Yun was hesitating whether to go downstairs, the assistant looked up and met his eyes, "Good morning, Mr. Ting."

Ting Yun rubbed his nose and was caught straight. If he didn't go on, he couldn't justify it, "Morning."

"Wake up so early?" Song Youfang put down the document in his hand, raised his chin towards the coffee table, "See what's wrong."

They were all made of paper, so Ting Yun wouldn't rattle and affect Song Youfang's work. He opened a hole in the paper bag, and the English letters on the velvet box surprised him.

Although Ting Yun's English is not very good and he doesn't know much about luxury goods, he can still recognize this brand of watch.

Song Youfang didn't look up, but he didn't hear anything from Ting Yun, so he asked casually, "What's wrong? Tell the assistant."

Watches are best given to the groomsmen and bridesmaids as souvenirs. With such a valuable thing, Ting Yun is afraid that colleagues will be pressured to give it away.

"Huh?" Song Youfang waited for a while, but still did not see Ting Yun's answer. When he raised his head, Ting Yun looked hesitant, "What's wrong? Are you not satisfied?"

Ting Yun shook his head, "It's...too exaggerated, I thought that at the beginning I only planned to...give some wedding cakes, wedding candy, incense, candles and the like."

The assistant took the words from the side, "Mr. Ting has prepared everything he said." He also took it out of the bag and showed it to Ting Yun.

The assistant has been by Song Youfang's side for a long time, and he can best understand what the Song family will send so that he will not be rude. This makes Ting Yun feel a little petty, and he purses his lips and doesn't know how to answer the words.

Fortunately, Song Youfang is quite considerate in this regard, "Ting Yun, you can choose one, if you don't think it is suitable, then replace it with another one."

At the end he added, "Eat breakfast first, and put other things aside."

Ting Yun is not very used to western breakfast, especially milk and bread. Song Youfang found out when they were in love, so Song Youfang even adapted to Ting Yun's taste, so the nanny naturally made white porridge and steamed rice. dumpling.

There were documents on the table, Ting Yun originally wanted to sit a little further away, but Song Youfang knocked on the seat beside him, Ting Yun could only sit there with the excitement in his heart hidden.

"After choosing the souvenirs, is there any arrangement for later?" Song Youfang asked.

Ting Yun shook his head, Song Youfang said again: "Then have a good rest at home."

"What about you?" Ting Yun looked at the documents on the table. Song Youfang probably had a lot of things piled up during his wedding leave these days.

Song Youfang glanced at him sideways, "I'm at home too."

Just when the aunt brought up the hot breakfast, Ting Yun sat quietly and ate breakfast. Song Youfang placed the document he had read next to him, and he glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

It looked like a planning proposal. Ting Yun had never planned it before, so he didn't understand it very well. He looked at it curiously, and couldn't help but read the words on it, "Your choice..."

"This is a mate selection app that the company is planning to launch," the assistant explained.

"Mate-choosing app?" Ting Yun seemed very interested, and even raised his voice several pitches.

The assistant glanced at Song Youfang's face, and there was no abnormality, so he continued: "Enter personal information, and based on the comprehensive comparison of various indicators, the user will be matched with the most suitable opposite sex."

There are all kinds of social software on the market, but they are all the same. They are all based on systematic screening to match the most suitable friends. This kind of software is the gospel for people who don't socialize too much.

"This app is linked to Song's Hospital. After registering an account, there will also be discounts for seeing a doctor in a hospital under Song's name."

It turns out that the Song family plans to take the route of being close to the people. No wonder there was no money for the physical examination and injections last time. Thinking about it, it was the only and last time I took the prophylaxis in the Song family. Who would have thought that he is now married to Song Youfang, maybe it is true It's fate.

"I really didn't charge for the injections at your hospital last time. My cousin said what kind of activities you were doing, so this is it." Ting Yun turned to look at Song Youfang, his eyebrows and eyes crooked with a smile.

Song Youfang paused, said "Yes", took the documents in front of Ting Yun, handed them to the assistant along with the one in his hand, "I will discuss the rest at the company tomorrow."

Song Youfang is a person whose emotional fluctuations are not too obvious, but Ting Yun is his omega, and even the slightest change in his pheromone can be sensitively captured by Ting Yun.

Song Youfang seemed a little unhappy, not so much unhappy as the topic of "APP", he didn't want to hear too much.

Ting Yun lowered his eyes and stared at the bowl, just when he was hesitant to ask more questions, Song Youfang said, "I will accompany you to choose a present."

Song Youfang is a very caring person. Knowing that Ting Yun felt sorry for his colleague's failure to attend the wedding, he personally wrote the card in the gift.

He had to go to work the next day. Song Youfang accompanied Ting Yun back to the room very early. Because he met his assistant today, Song Youfang wore formal clothes at home. After he took off his suit jacket, he unbuttoned his cuffs. stared at him.

"what happened?"

Ting Yun's pupils flashed, avoiding Song Youfang's gaze, and then shook his head.

Song Youfang didn't ask any further questions, but threw the clothes he took off on the bed, leaned over and kissed Ting Yun's forehead, "Go to sleep first, don't wait for me, I'll come after I take a shower."

Ting Yun agreed indiscriminately, got into bed, covered his head tightly, until the sound of Song Youfang's footsteps went away, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom, he stretched out his head to take a look.

Song Youfang could be vaguely seen through the frosted glass in the bathroom. Ting Yun got up and touched the suit at the end of the bed. He was not ashamed to speak just now, he wanted to help Song Youfang undress.

Although Ting Yun was born in an ordinary family, his parents are loving. He has seen his mother undress his father since he was a child.

Before he met Song Youfang, he also fantasized about his married life. When his lover returned home after going out to work, only when he took off his suit did he let go of his exhaustion.

He presumptuously thought that Song Youfang looked very beautiful on the surface, but people are not made of iron, so Song Youfang would be tired.

Perhaps others only know that Song Youfang grew up in rich clothes and rich food, but no one knows that he has to wear formal clothes at home.

Ting Yun thought, tomorrow morning, he must get up with Mr. Song, and help Mr. Song button and tie.

When Song Youfang came out of the bathroom, Ting Yun was already asleep. He stood in front of the bed and hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked out of the bedroom to the study.

In the drawer of the cabinet, there were his and Ting Yun's marriage certificate, property certificate, Ting Yun's medical report, and a personal information downloaded and printed from the APP.

Song Youfang is the first internal test user of the "Your Choice" APP. He has a good impression and feeling of Tingyun, and the matching test results of the two are also very suitable.

But Song Youfang always had a question in his heart. Under the external conditions that everything was ready, his physiological reaction to Ting Yun came very slowly.

There must be a reference for the speed. Song Youfang's reference is the degree of fit between him and Ting Yun. With the degree of coordination of the data, his impulse towards Ting Yun does not need any extra assistance. What is the problem?