put away your canines

There are two good news.

One of them was the Alpha interrogated by Ryan, who died of trauma and sepsis.The other one is that the Omega pheromone on Wei Chen's body has faded.

Perhaps it was satisfied through oral desire.

In a short period of time, Wei Chen will no longer have unsatisfactory physical needs, no longer out of control, and no longer sensitive.

Yue Chuan knew very well that this period of time was their only chance to maintain a normal relationship.

But he always felt a little... inexplicably depressed.

The bodyguard led him to a private design room, which was part of the annex.Before signing the adoption-related agreement, the selected child will be brought here, dressed in the most expensive formal clothes he has ever worn in his life, and then go to meet his new parents.

Yuechuan is fortunate to have come this far.

Ultimately, however, his papers were returned.

As soon as the door of the design room was pushed open, someone came forward to measure his neck circumference, shoulder width and mid-waist, and picked out a formal suit for him to try on.

When the designers were discussing these data intensely, Yue Chuan sat on the sofa chair, his pupils could not focus, and the world of his thoughts was scattered in a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Wei Chen.

want to bite him.

neck.arm.Chest.flank.

And the heels.

I want to leave traces that cannot be erased on the secret skin.Yue Chuan licked the palate, he remembered the touch Wei Chen left for him.

It is incredibly thin and tough, and you can touch it from the side of your waist to your navel with just one hand.

Thinking of this, his throat involuntarily itched, and even the salivary glands under his tongue began to secrete faster.

Wei Chen...Yue Chuan silently recited the name in his heart, a hint of sweetness diffused from the tip of his tongue.

He is different, intellectual, mature, and exudes a charm that cannot be expressed in words.

Even if all this is just a disguise of nature.

Until now, Yue Chuan was still not sure whether he wanted to contact this person or not—after the pheromone temporarily lost its effectiveness, any physical influence would return to normal to end this deformed relationship of mutual attraction.

But he missed Wei Chen abnormally and uncontrollably.

Obviously, this unexplainable feeling can only be an illusion caused by sexual impulse.

But just relying on the word "illusion", there are too many details that cannot be explained clearly.

Yue Chuan leaned forward, put his elbows on both knees, and clasped his fingers tightly.He looked at his glass bead-like eyes in the mirror, and gave a barely visible "hmm".

He must figure out his true thoughts before Omega's refractory period ends.

The opening hours of the private dining room depend on the whims of the host.It wasn't until six o'clock in the afternoon that the two were formally dressed to attend.

Wei Chen changed into a white suit and ingeniously replaced the tie with a bow tie.

He looked gentle and elegant, and even the oppressive feeling between raising his hands would melt with the candlelight.

Compared with clothing, Yue Chuan also had to admit that he failed to develop good habits.

He originally wanted to pass this link off, but when he picked up a coat, the designer who was still comparing the data rushed forward and announced that he would deprive him of the right to choose.

The designer stuffed a champagne-colored suit and introduced that it was his new work.And the size was just right for his figure.

After confirming the effect of the upper body, the designer commented half deeply and half enviously.

"No matter how you wear it, you feel like a thug in a suit."

This may be a compliment, but this attire always makes him feel a little stretched.

"Do you have a favorite flavor? Or...a taboo."

Wei Chen tapped the table with the knuckles of his four fingers, bringing the boy's attention back to the topic.

The waiter at the table stared at Yuechuan friendly: "You can tell me. Our full-time chef is very experienced."

"Light is fine."

"He refers to sweet, sour, bitter and salty." Wei Chen looked at the boy, "You can say what you often eat, or what you like."

"Cassava." Koshikawa stood by the table and thought for a while, "Potato porridge. Potatoes."

Wei Chen glanced at him hesitantly, while the waiter quickly poured a glass of brandy for the dinner host.

The crystal glass and wine sparkle with dizzying light, and there are several black narrow-mouth bottles in the middle of the long table. The decorative flowers are divided into foxtail lilies and margaritas, and the petals and leaves are still stained with dew.

There may be a lot of meaning attached to this dinner.

Yue Chuan looked at the man sipping alone, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

"Feel sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"You are not satisfied."

"I'm really dissatisfied, but it's harmless." Wei Chen said to the waiter, "Just let Li arrange the dishes as usual, with less condiments. My guests don't seem to be used to heavy flavors."

The waiter picked up the record book, bowed deeply, and turned to leave.

Seeing that there was no other explanation, Yue Chuan opened the stool and prepared to sit opposite the host.

At this moment, Wei Chen called him to stop.

"It doesn't have to be that far away."

Koshikawa remained motionless.

"This... is against the rules."

The goblet swayed slowly at the fingertips.

Through the glass, Wei Chen gave a clearer warning.

"Don't tell me any rules at such a pleasant time, it's very disappointing."

"Feel sorry."

"For the sake of being a good boy, I won't pursue it," he said. "Now, sit next to me."

"it is good."

No questioning, no hesitation.

The boy's compliance was impeccable.

The breath of brandy fermented slightly between the man's lips, and he seemed very satisfied with Yue Chuan's reaction.

"Can you drink?"

"will not."

"Would you like to try it?...It's okay, it's not something to be shy about." Wei Chen stroked the outside of the goblet with his fingers, and looked at him amusedly, "You are already an adult. There are many things you can try."

"it is good."

Surprisingly, he didn't refuse.

"Pour him some."

Wei Chen summoned a cup of pre-made cherry brandy and pushed it in front of the guests.

After receiving the instruction of "please do what you want", Koshikawa sniffed it closer, and took a mouthful like a man.

Choked by the unaccustomed taste, he frowned, and even the movement of swallowing became extremely urgent.

"If you don't like it, just put it down." Wei Chen raised his glass, "I can ask someone to pour orange juice for you."

Although the truth was as he said, Yue Chuan seemed unwilling to let go of the stubbornness of an adult, and he put the cup to his lips again.

"I said, you can let go."

Wei Chen pressed his wrist.

"...was a waste."

Yue Chuan wanted to break free, but the fingers on his wrist suddenly felt his pulse, and even his body passively leaned forward a few centimeters.

The cup tilted, almost touching the man's warm lips.

Aware of the upcoming changes, Yue Chuan froze.

"Mr. Wei?"

"You always use respectful words to me." When the lip print on the cup was about to touch, Wei Chen blinked his eyes slightly drunk, and with a movement of his finger, the wine glass turned counterclockwise, "What should I call you?" , is it fairer?"

Yue Chuan opened his mouth anxiously.

"—Okay, there is nothing else to do, it's time to serve."

Wei Chen interrupted him mercilessly, raised his head, and drank the rest of the brandy.

Then, he let go of his hand naturally, and sat back on the chair.

For a long time after this, the two did not make eye contact again.

It seemed as if everything just happened just for fun.

Heartbeats, smells, and occasional conversations.

Just to endure everything, Yue Chuan tried his best.

The chopsticks picked up a tail of fresh and tender shrimps. Stimulated by the taste buds he had never experienced before, he ate it so voraciously that he didn't even have time to lift his head.

The first half of the dinner was thus dull and silent.

Wei Chen seemed to have calculated his taste correctly, and every dish on the table had its own characteristics.If the full score is set to [-], so far, there is no food with a score below [-]—of course, there is no taro and chicken breast.

Facing the delicious food on the table, the man just took a few mouthfuls with no interest.

Only eyes would sweep across Yue Chuan's face, which made him feel pressured.

When the waiter came to take away the empty plate, Wei Chen put down his chopsticks and approached his guest with his knuckles resting on his chin.

"Like it?"

"Ah."

"What do you like most?"

"Fish." The boy looked at the empty plate with only scales and bones left, but felt that the answer was not this. "Thank you, it's delicious."

"Yuechuan." Wei Chen pushed aside the minced parsley on the plate, ignoring his sincere thanks, "Why do you think I sent you an invitation?"

"……award?"

Omega laughed and did not comment.

There seems to be no definite answer to this question.

"Do you know what day it is today?"

Facing the sudden question, Yue Chuan was at a loss.His helpless look further pleased the questioner.

The man snapped his fingers.

"Bring it up."

The waiter who received the order quickly appeared in the foyer pushing an acrylic double-decker dining cart.There is a beautifully shaped box on the top deck of the dining car, tied with a red velvet bow.

It was placed in front of Yue Chuan, alone to bear the puzzled and curious eyes.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for half a minute, Wei Chen asked in surprise, "Why don't you open it and have a look?"

Koshikawa raised his eyes uncertainly.

"...for me?"

"Besides, is there a second person here who needs a gift?"

"Thank you."

Yue Chuan took the hot towel from the waiter and wiped his hands seriously.He first undid the red tie at the top of the box, and then carefully removed the lid.

What came into view was a fake tree stump chassis with a round cake on it.

The cake base is cream and chocolate, and Oreos cut in half form a ring.Next came edible gold leaf, piping flowers, chestnuts, and a piece of dark chocolate with his name written on it.

Yue Chuan couldn't help asking Wei Chen for confirmation.

"...with my name?"

"Because this is for you. I have read your profile." Wei Chen said, "September [-]th, that is, today, is your birthday. Congratulations, you will be one year older."

Yue Chuan looked at him and didn't react for a long time.

"Why do you look dull. Do you want me to explain more clearly?"

"Birthday, what are you going to do?"

Wei Chen propped his chin, and rubbed the corners of his eyes with slightly bent knuckles: "Let me think about it, can I blow out the candles to make a wish first? You can also skip the candle step, and enjoy the cake after making the wish. Of course, how to do it is your freedom." .”

"it is good."

Finding that he still hadn't moved much, Wei Chen sighed.

"Would you like a candle?"

"Need not."

"Then what wish do you have? Remember, there is no need to say it, just say it silently in your heart."

"I... have no wishes."

"Are you really—a bit different?" Wei Chen raised the corners of his lips, "Don't be so disappointed, it's not a big problem. Although few people will ignore both links."

"Hmm." Yue Chuan clasped his fingers under the table uneasily, and said, "Cake, shall we eat together?"

Wei Chen stared at him with a half-smile, but there was a hint of a smile in those deep eyes.

"You want to share it with me?"

Koshikawa nodded.

"Okay, over there, come here." Wei Chen casually pointed to a waiter, "Now he is temporarily taking orders from you, what do you want to do?"

Yue Chuan looked at the waiter who came to the table, and said to him: "One piece for each person. I will cut it."

"This is my duty, please at least leave this matter to me." The waiter bowed politely, "What should I do with the rest?"

"I want another piece." Yue Chuan said, "Give it to a friend."

"If you cut off three pieces, there will be a lot left. Shall I cut them all for you first?"

"You share."

Hearing the words, the waiter looked at the expressionless host, and he was flattered to express his gratitude to Yue Chuan like a big dog that has been appreciated by its master.

After dividing the cake, the waiter returned to the corner with the spoils of war knowingly.

Koshikawa scooped up a large chunk of thick cream and was about to put it in his mouth.The man lifted the cup lightly and unhurriedly, and the eyes of the two collided in mid-air.

"Happy birthday." On every facet of the crystal, Omega's silhouette is somewhat unreal, "Although I missed it, it's a pity."

happy birthday

——Even if you know it's a trap.

Even if you know that there will be no good things for no reason in the world.

Sometimes, something.

Still can't help but want to taste it.

Because on his 19th birthday, he ate the first cake in his life, with his name engraved on it, and even a little cream stubbornly dipped into his fingertips.

"...Thank you." Yue Chuan suddenly couldn't hear his own voice clearly, "Cake, I like it so much."