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He didn't eat much at noon. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Ting Yun had the urge to vomit because of an empty stomach, but the hunger was already obvious, and he still couldn't whet his appetite, even when his mother came to pick him up from get off work in the afternoon , he didn't have too much energy to refuse.

In the car, mother glanced at Ting Yun from the rearview mirror. Ting Yun turned towards the car window, looking unhappy, "Ting Yun, mother knows you are unhappy, you are still young, and the matter between you and Song Youfang, you Not thinking about it enough."

Ting Yun has no energy. He wants to tell his mother that he is not unhappy about Song Youfang's affairs, and he is not unhappy either. He understands his parents' thoughts, but he also wants to take care of Song Youfang.

The relationship between him and Song Youfang can't be summed up in just a single childish liking. Liking is a momentary impulse. There are dependence, habits, companionship, and the blessing of pheromones... pheromones...

Ting Yun couldn't help frowning. He didn't know why. He felt that the car was stuffy and his cheeks were hot. The smell of mother's pheromone was very offensive. He couldn't help rolling down the window.

It was not long before spring began, and the wind was still holding the humidity of winter, and the temperature on his face was just right, which made Ting Yun feel very comfortable.

The wind poured into the car and made a whirring sound. My mother reminded me, "It's not good to blow too much cold wind."

Ting Yun gave a perfunctory "hmm" and didn't close the window.

I only heard my mother nagging, "This child..."

After arriving home, Ting Yun's mood was still very low, and he put down the bowl and chopsticks before eating two mouthfuls of dinner.

Mom looked at Ting Yun who got up, "Don't you eat now?"

Ting Yun felt his whole body was sticky, and the breath he exhaled was hot, and he was tired from talking, eating, and walking, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep."

Seeing Ting Yun took the pajamas and went into the bathroom, the parents felt soft-hearted and murmured: "Is this a hunger strike with us? I was unhappy on the way back. What kind of ecstasy soup did Song Youfang pour him into? Why is this child so stubborn? ?”

Dad stared at the bathroom door for a long time, "Why do I feel that Ting Yun's complexion is not very good, is it uncomfortable?"

The water vapor in the bathroom is rising, exhaustion seems to seep from the skin to the bone marrow, Ting Yun has only one thought at the moment, he just wants to lie down on the bed quickly.

After coming out of the bathroom, his cheeks became rosy due to the heat, and his complexion improved a lot. His father asked, "Ting Yun, is there something wrong?"

Ting Yun shook his head, "I just went to work, I'm not quite used to it yet."

After saying goodnight to her parents, Ting Yun returned to the room.

His body was embedded in the soft bed, and every muscle in Ting Yun's body was crying out for soreness. After a while, his consciousness began to blur. He was still thinking about sending a message to Song Youfang. Just fell asleep.

Ting Yun was groggy all night, and could hear movement outside the window from time to time, but he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Early the next morning, he was woken up by his father, who looked at him worriedly with a thermometer in his hand.

"Father?" Ting Yun opened his mouth, his voice was dry and astringent, and his voice was also hoarse.

Dad pressed his shoulders, "You are so old, don't you even know you have a fever?"

It happened that mother came in with a water glass and medicine, and helped Ting Yun to let him take the medicine, "Your father and I had something to go out today, but you have a fever, so I will leave your father at home to take care of you."

"No... go ahead, I've taken the medicine and I'll be fine after a night of sleep. Fever isn't a big problem."

Mom babbled, "Yesterday I told you not to open the window to blow the cold wind. If you didn't listen, you must have a fever now."

"Okay, let him sleep." Mom said a few words before being stopped by Dad. Thinking that they would be back at noon, Dad didn't insist, "Then you have a good rest."

When his parents went out, Ting Yun thought about asking the manager for leave again. When he turned on the phone, it was full of news from Song Youfang. Then he remembered that he hadn't replied to Song Youfang since last night.

As soon as he explained something to Song Youfang, Song Youfang called, "Hello?"

"Fever?" Ting Yun guessed, Song Youfang probably waited all night, that's why he was in such a hurry, "Did you see a doctor?"

When facing his parents, Ting Yun, as a junior, always wanted to keep his parents from worrying, so he naturally liked to be brave, but when facing Song Youfang, he didn't know what was going on in his heart, and his grievances were inexplicable.

"Take some medicine and sleep well." His voice was hoarse, his nose was blocked, his voice was soft, with a faint nasal sound, and he sounded very pitiful.

On the phone, Song Youfang seemed to sigh, "I need to see a doctor..."

He sighed because Ting Yun's parents were at home, and there was nothing he could do. Apart from paying lip service to Ting Yun, he couldn't do anything substantive for Ting Yun. Unexpectedly, Ting Yun said again: "My parents are out..."

The meaning behind the words was almost ready to come out, Song Youfang said without hesitation, "I'll be right over."

Song Youfang's "immediately" was not ambiguous at all, Ting Yun only felt that he had closed his eyes for a while before he heard the knock on the door.

When opening the door, Song Youfang was still holding porridge and medicine in his hand, and the smell of lavender rushing towards him stimulated Ting Yun's nerves, and he couldn't help but want to be hugged by Song Youfang.

He took the initiative to take a step forward, wrapping his arms around Song Youfang's waist, "Come so fast?"

Song Youfang put the things in his hands on the shoe cabinet, carried Ting Yun in his arms and walked a few steps in, and closed the door behind him. The temperature of the person in his arms was slightly higher, not too hot, and the smell of lemon was stronger than usual. Sour.

"Didn't you have breakfast? Eat something first?"

Song Youfang went to lift Tingyun's chin, but Tingyun refused to raise his head no matter what.

Being embraced by Ting Yun is a kind of gift, Song Youfang has a thousand in his heart, ten thousand is reluctant to interrupt this kind of initiative, but Ting Yun is only wearing thin pajamas, he has no choice but to ruthlessly push him into the bedroom.

"Take you to see a doctor?" Song Youfang twisted the quilt for Ting Yun, "Eat something first."

Just when he was about to go back to the living room to get something, his wrist tightened, and a weak force restrained him. He looked down, and Ting Yun grabbed his cuff.

"Song Youfang..." Ting Yun spoke in a softer tone than usual, he felt that he must be obsessed with ghosts, and he didn't think about anything else, he just wanted Song Youfang to be with him and not to be disturbed by anyone.

Ting Yun tapped the bed sheet lightly with his fingers, "You stay with me...for a while..."

Song Youfang's heart was moved by Ting Yun, and he quickly sat beside him, held Ting Yun's fingers with one hand, and lifted the hair on Ting Yun's forehead with the other to feel the temperature of his forehead.

Ting Yun got up restlessly, and the quilt slid down to his waist. He rubbed Song Youfang's palm, as docile as a clingy kitten.

Soon, this scratchy physical contact could no longer satisfy Ting Yun's inner needs. He leaned on Song Youfang's shoulder and put all the weight of his body in Song Youfang's arms.

Song Youfang was afraid that he would freeze, so he wrapped him tightly with a quilt, "It's only when I'm sick that I like to act like a baby."

"Hmm..." The sigh was very sticky, and it didn't seem to be answering Song Youfang's words.

Dad was afraid that Tingyun would be cold, so he closed the window on purpose, and the smell of pheromone was also locked in the room. This strong lemon fragrance can't be released. This fragrance is like a lively and playful elf. Surrounding Song Youfang.

Song Youfang swears to God, he wants to mark Tingyun, he wants to have sex with Tingyun, but what he wants to do with Tingyun is not only based on sex, he can feel Tingyun's pheromones hinting again and again But Tingyun's current state is not suitable.

He moved his big hand to the back of Ting Yun's neck, exerted a little force, and the tiger's mouth rubbed against the gland, and Ting Yun couldn't hold back his cry.

Song Youfang was stunned by the long-lost voice. He suddenly discovered that his evil was hidden so deeply that he really wanted to take advantage of this moment to bully Ting Yun.

Ting Yun's eyes were white, and his brain was buzzing. Song Youfang touched his glands, and they became numb. His body was sweating constantly, and even something subtle was happening in some unspeakable place. change.

This kind of change made Ting Yun realize later, he...was in love?

But, this is different from his previous love/love...

He opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes were shrouded in moisture, "Song Youfang...I..."

Song Youfang had already sensed that something was wrong with Ting Yun, so he switched his hands to support the back of Ting Yun's head.

"I..." Ting Yun wrinkled the suit on Song Youfang's abdomen, "I seem to be... in love..."

It is not a coincidence that Ting Yun's estrus period came at all. Whether it is Ting Yun's physical condition, the attitude of his parents, or the relationship between the two of them, it is not the most suitable period to mark.

Marking this idea, just out of the most primitive impulse, flashed through Song Youfang's mind. He grabbed Ting Yun's clothes, "Let's go to the hospital first."

The change of pheromone was not as strong as before. Song Youfang's worry far exceeded Mark's instinct.

After a series of examinations at the hospital, Ting Yun found out the reason for this unusual estrus period.

Theoretically speaking, the estrus period of omega will not resume until one year after the mark cleaning operation, but the sex/organ such as the gland will change due to the stimulation of pheromone, and it will be repeated by the alpha who wants to get close Stimulation, or early estrus.

He is the alpha that Ting Yun wants to get close to, which is enough to make Song Youfang ecstatic, but when he thinks that Ting Yun's early sex is caused by himself, Song Youfang still feels guilty, and he is worried about Ting Yun's body.

But he didn't dare to delay Ting Yun's estrus easily, the last incident had already taught him a lesson.

The doctor suggested: "Because his glands are still in the fragile stage, the change in pheromone concentration is not obvious enough, and he is not in deep estrus. For the sake of his body, it is possible to delay estrus. In addition, delaying estrus It won't be too long, the next estrus may be ten days and a half months away, with you by his side, his condition is relatively stable for the time being, you can think about it first."