Rejecting the Big Shot

Wen Xiusen's fingers are slender and strong, with well-proportioned joints, and they are quite beautiful.

In the previous award-winning film, Wen Xiusen once played a surgeon.In the movie, the doctor performed the operation. On the screen, Wen Xiusen's movements are very professional, and he is even very skilled in suturing and knotting, which are very easy to show off.

That's what he practiced in front of the gesture diagrams in medical textbooks and operating room documentaries.

This attitude towards details is completely perfect, and has also been sincerely praised by the director.

However, after the film was released, for these close-up shots of Wen Xiusen's hands, the evaluation that really went out of the circle was not professional, rigorous or dedicated.

But -

sexy.

It's just that now, this long finger, which is recognized as perfect and sexy, is used on Bo Xiyun's body.

The skin on the back of the young man's neck was already thin and tender, but the other was slender. Through the almost transparent white skin, the outline of the joints on the back of the neck could be clearly seen.

And even the joints are difficult to withstand the rubbing and rubbing of external forces, let alone the glands that are a hundred times more tender than raw ones.

Under the pressing of the slender fingers, the new glands are so delicate and soft, as if some kind of moist flesh full of honey juice, the soft and tender sweetness underneath can be touched through the thin skin.

Wen Xiusen's figure was much taller than Bo Xiyun's, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to trap people in his arms so easily.

This difference in body shape is quite contrasting in every part.Wen Xiusen's palm is long and wide, and with only three fingers, he can completely cover the young man's slender neck. With a light grip, he can pinch and control it in the palm, and he can easily control the most sensitive part of the young man.

The trembling young man couldn't escape the seemingly loose confinement no matter what.

The boy's fair skin, which was exposed to the road, was already soaked with fine sweat, and his delicate nape was held in the man's palm, like a snow-white crane bird that was being slaughtered.

The gap between the snow-colored white and the blue tendons on Wen Xiusen's loosely gripped fingers was too sharp, adding a palpitating color to the whole picture.

Fortunately, the adult man with enough accumulated strength to make people fearful did not act too outrageously towards the young man under his palm.

——If one ignores the unstoppable tears and soft and intermittent sobbing of the boy at this moment.

No Omega would easily expose its glands to an Alpha. Unfortunately, Bo Xiyun, who lacks gender knowledge, failed to take precautions early.

So much so that by this time, the boy had completely lost the strength to resist.

To the Alpha behind him, the newborn glands are extremely tempting and sweet, but to Bo Xiyun, even the slightest touch is enough to completely deprive him of his strength.

After several times of kneading and pressing the glands by the rough fingertips, the young man's narrow waist has softened completely.

He turned his back to the man and sat in his arms. Originally, when he was hugged and adjusted to this position, Omega's slender bare feet would be able to step on Wen Xiusen's leg bones, but not long after, the boy even I couldn't even step on it, the beautiful calf slipped down weakly, and was forced to separate on both sides of the man's long legs, not only the calf, but also the whole body was trembling tensely.

Bo Xiyun didn't know what Wen Xiusen wanted to do, and he had no time to think about it at all, and the only thoughts left were condensed into the only thought.

Come on, uh... over...

pity.

Backfired.

"Woo... smell, woo!!"

The glands that had already been stained red were covered with long fingers again, and this time, the man used his fingertips to grind and massage.

This action almost caused the young man who was already on the verge of breaking out to faint. The sobbing sound, which was much weaker, almost lost his voice, and the ending sound was extremely hoarse.

"... Hey, woo..."

Bo Xiyun really couldn't take it anymore, he struggled to push back Alpha behind him with his elbows, and desperately wanted to move forward, even if it was just to move away a little.

It is better than this kind of severe torture like burning to death.

However, this pitiful little escape is not allowed at all.

The boy's pushing arm didn't hold much strength at all, and after only two pushes, Wen Xiusen directly held his upper arm behind him.

Bo Xiyun's body is slender, his weight is too light, and there is not much flesh in his arms, so that a man can directly pinch his upper arm with one hand, easily.

Immediately afterwards, the other slender upper arm of Omega was also held in the palm of the man. Through the thin top, the delicate part inside the boy's arm was pinched and held down by the warm and powerful thumb, so that his arm lost all strength. Only the slender white fingertips were left trembling weakly.

This posture of holding both arms from behind made the boy more completely controlled.

The weeping Omega is like a fragile and delicate doll, which can only be manipulated at will. Alpha's warm breath falls from behind the cage, leaving him nowhere to hide.

For Bo Xiyun, who was on the verge of collapse, the only relief left at this moment was that the man pinched him with both hands, so he lost his hands to grind the glands at the back of his neck.

But it was just this bit of consolation, and it shattered into powder in the next second.

"Woo...don't, woo—don't grind, babble...!!"

The glands that became fragile due to excessive rubbing were once again covered by warm and powerful heat.

The boy's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils were a little dizzy. He was absent-minded for a long time before he struggled to distinguish the touch of the back of his neck.

Wen Xiusen did not touch the back of his neck with his hands.

——It was changed to rubbing with the bridge of the nose.

When she first met Wen Xiusen after waking up, Bo Xiyun had a deep impression on the man's appearance.

Wen Xiusen's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Yi Zhongshen's, but perhaps because of his older age, Wen Xiusen is more severe and cold.

The man's nasal bone was tall and well-defined. He was born with superior bones, far better than those actors with delicate skin and flesh but lacking bones.

After all, no matter how much makeup and lighting are done, it is difficult to make up for the defects of bones.

In contrast, Wen Xiusen's looks are very suitable for the big screen, and he is especially favored by film directors.

But now, Bo Xiyun was forced to use the most fragile glands to describe the perfect curve of the man's nose bit by bit.

While rubbing against the bridge of his nose, Wen Xiusen's breath was falling on the young man's slender shoulders and neck.

The warm breath, which was obviously a few degrees higher, caused a thin layer of tremors on the delicate skin, but compared with the stimulation on the glands, it was already too much for people to take care of.

In the end, when the tortured gland was finally kissed by Alpha's thin lips, the boy was already sobbing uncontrollably, unable to restrain himself.

In this way, he was stimulated with his own pheromones from the newborn glands.

The sweet scent of orange blossom filled the room, and even the already somewhat dazed teenager could clearly smell the faint scent.

The bitter taste of the medicine soup that made people choke up between the lips and teeth before disappeared without knowing when, and was completely replaced by this sweet and pleasant smell of clear orange.

This is the pheromone of Boxiyun.

Neroli aroma.

It's just that even though the bitterness disappeared, the boy still couldn't be comforted.

The glands that had finally been stimulated with pheromones seemed to have exhausted all their energy.Omega, who could still struggle a little before, softened completely, and sat in Wen Xiusen's arms.

As a result, he felt the increasingly distinct heat beneath his body more closely.

That was the instinctive heat evoked by Omega pheromones.

It is so clear that it cannot be ignored.

The nearly exhausted boy sensed this silent danger, and his instinct prompted him to tremble and want to avoid it.

But before the movement could take shape, he was held tightly in his arms by the man behind him.

The confinement of the upper arm was finally loosened, but what was immediately held by the clamp was Bo Xiyun's slender and easily broken neck.

The long and slender palm directly held the boy's throat, and the warm tiger's mouth just caught the omega's slender Adam's apple.This time, Bo Xiyun was in the opponent's hands even with his breath and life.

The man's excessive possessiveness is beginning to emerge,

Not even a little retreat is allowed.

The thin back was hugged and covered, and the thin waist and hips were pressed and there was no way to escape, as if he wanted to melt the young man's whole body into the scorching heat.

The touch on the back of the neck could no longer tell whether it was rubbing or kissing. In the most difficult moments, Bo Xiyun even felt fear in a trance, thinking that the thin skin of the gland would be directly bitten by the sharp teeth.

Under the excessive stimulation, the boy's tense nerves were finally hard to support.Even in the end, Wen Xiusen didn't really do anything, nor did he mark the Omega.

But even so, Bo Xiyun couldn't hold on, and just passed out.

He is too delicate.

Too tempting again.

When I woke up again, the room was still dimly lit.But when Bo Xiyun woke up, his body was extremely tired and heavy, and he vaguely felt as if he had slept all day.

He blinked his eyes with difficulty, looked around, and confirmed that he was still in the room on the second floor, instead of being locked back in the previous separate building.

Bo Xiyun was the only one in the warm room - as for the other person, Bo Xiyun had confirmed from the moment he opened his eyes that the other person was not there.

It is quite certain that it is not there, because now, Bo Xiyun is too sensitive to Wen Xiusen's breath, and it is impossible to misidentify it.

The experience before going to sleep flooded into his mind, and the weak boy couldn't help but let go of the arms that supported him, and buried himself in the soft pillow again.

Almost self-defeating.

The only good news is that the itchy and tingling feeling on the back of the neck is gone, instead there is some cool moisturising feeling.

Bo Xiyun stretched out his hand to touch it carefully, and found a gelatinous solid like water.

It should be some kind of medical gel, but the effect is very obvious. The boy felt a lot more relaxed, and the back of his neck was no longer tense. Instead, it was ice-cold and very comfortable.

But even so, the exhaustion of other parts of Bo Xiyun's body could not be ignored at all.

... Even his fingertips are still soft.

Bo Xiyun didn't want to recall more about what happened before falling asleep.Ever since he knew Wen Xiusen's hatred and loathing for him, he already had no lower limit presuppositions towards men's behavior.

But what Bo Xiyun couldn't understand was that despite tossing him over and over like that, Wen Xiusen didn't continue to the end.

Not really marked either.

why?

Now Bo Xiyun knew very little about his current situation, so he could only speculate based on the information he had.When he was thinking, he accidentally caught a glimpse of something strange on his body.

The boy was still covered with an unusually soft goose down quilt, but there were a lot of clothes piled up on top of the quilt and on both sides of his pillow.

Bo Xiyun reached out and touched it curiously.

He recognized it as his own clothes.

When Wen Xiusen lived here before, young master Bo would occasionally come over and bring some changes of clothes.

Bo Xiyun didn't quite understand why Wen Xiusen put these clothes beside him, but when he caught a glimpse of a gray shirt, his eyes could not help but pause.

The boy stretched out his hand, trying to restrain the trembling of his fingertips, and pulled out the neatly folded shirt.

This shirt is obviously not Young Master Bo's style, let alone his size, but much wider.

Bo Xiyun quickly reacted.

This shirt belongs to Wen Xiusen.

Memories before falling asleep flooded up, Bo Xiyun withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, and looked at the shirt again with a frown.

As if angry, he even wanted to push Wen Xiusen's clothes off the bed.

But at this moment, among the piles of clothes, Bo Xiyun suddenly bumped into something hard.

He turned the bulging pocket out and saw what was inside.

It was a cell phone.

The phone was an old model, and it was packed in one of Bo Xiyun's own coats. The boy immediately realized that it might be a spare phone he put in casually.

Bo Xiyun immediately turned on the phone, and the phone still had power. He tried to search, and found that the accounts that were automatically logged in in various software on this phone were basically forced to log out because their passwords were changed.

Only one social software is still online.

face letter.

After a glance, Bo Xiyun found that the Facebook account registered on this phone should be a small account, and the ios system cannot log in to two Facebook accounts at the same time, so he used the old mobile phone to log in to the small account.

At this moment, it's the right thing to do. The password of the account that Bo Xiyun mainly used before has been changed, but this small account has not been discovered, and now it happens to be checked with this backup machine.

Bo Xiyun quickly flipped through the face letter, trying to find some valid information.

There are not many friends on this trumpet, but fortunately, they have added notes so that people will not be confused.

But when the teenager was flipping through the address book to check, there was a group message pop-up window that kept popping up.

It was a large group, 500 people filled up, and there were a lot of news reminders.Bo Xiyun didn't pay attention at first, but when he realized that he was involved in the chat, he paused, and then clicked on the group chat.

The group is still chatting in full swing.

[Is it true that the Fourth Young Master Bo split up? 】

【Really, he has differentiated into an Omega. 】

Bo Xiyun glanced at it, and found that this was a media group, and many of the speakers had the names of newspapers or self-media.

He clicked on the group members and found that the owner of the chat group had been commented by himself before.

Bo Er Special Assistant - Meters.

This media group was established by Bo Ershao's assistant?

When Boxiyun checked, the chat messages in the group were still accumulating.

Because there are so many people, the chat group is not the same.

Some people are talking.

[I thought before that this young master is so spoiled, he can't bear any pain, isn't it strange that he isn't an Omega? 】

[Indeed, when I first heard about his differentiation, I didn’t think it was news~]

[But it's definitely very attractive to release this news, and it can make a fortune]

[When can the news be released?Still waiting for news from Mi sir? 】

There is still a wave of people discussing.

[Then what about the many artists he had taken care of before? 】

【Especially Wen, he doesn't look like he can be slept by an Omega】

[Wen Sheng was not slept before, he slept with the Fourth Young Master, right? 】

[He still raises people to suppress himself?Isn't it too much to think about... Just this young master, there are many people who are willing to serve you without spending any money】

This topic quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the group. For a while, other discussions stopped, and all the speeches focused on this matter.

There were a lot of smiley expressions with unknown meanings in the group screen, but some people said.

[This job is not easy to do, I guess Wen Sheng can bear it]

[What's wrong with this? 】

Immediately afterwards, that person's words were understood by everyone in the group.

【Fourth Young Master is so pampered and spoiled, he can't stand any pain, he must hire workers to be obedient, when the time comes, he has to stop immediately, who can do this kind of endurance? 】

Everyone was stunned.

【No wonder Wen has been able to follow the young master for such a long time, God forbearance. 】

[I can't see it, I thought Wen Sheng would be very fierce. 】

【He must be very fierce, you can tell by the bridge of his nose, even before he had to endure it】

【before?What now? 】

Immediately someone spoke secretly.

【Now?Who else do not know?Wen Yingdi is raising Bo Shao's body. 】

【Why you keep it, it's obvious】

The chatting was very fast, and Bo Xiyun looked at it roughly. He knew that Xiangjiang's media had always had no morals, so he didn't really take the information very seriously.

But when he saw the last few lines, he suddenly realized something.

Why didn't Wen Xiusen continue before falling asleep?

The man who has been kept for three years may have been just a human prop. The young master used him when he was happy, and stopped immediately when he was unhappy, but he never cared about Wen Xiusen's feelings.

But now, the situation has become completely different.

Regardless of situation or gender.

It was Wen Xiusen who became an almost dictatorial leader.

A chill crept up his back, and Young Master Bo suddenly had an ominous guess.

Mr. Wen was not out of kindness, and let him go out of pity.

It was because the boy fainted and couldn't enjoy himself that he stopped.

The man was so patient that he didn't hesitate to recuperate his body, just to settle accounts with Bo Xiyun later.

Let the young master also truly understand that being used as an unnecessary venting tool, no matter how much you cry, you will not stop.

— the feeling of being completely at the mercy of another person.