After the divorce, the wife became a heartthrob [Entertainment]

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Teacher Zhao smiled: "What kind of job is bad?"

The image of someone in Rong Shuwang's heart became more concrete, but he was embarrassed to say it.

Teacher Zhao knew Rong Shuwang's second gender, so she began to guess by herself: "Your estrus is not going well... Is it because the pheromones don't match well?"

"The matching degree is quite high." As high as 95%.

Teacher Zhao was even more puzzled: "Then it must be that this alpha is too small and wilted?"

Rong Shuwang: ...

No, not too small.

Wen Shiye is still very strong.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have recited it thoroughly after marking it once.

It's a pity that Wen Shiye might not be able to do it to himself.

Rong Shuwang didn't explain.

He also has self-esteem, and he doesn't want others to know that he lost to Bai Yueguang in Wen Shi's ambition.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mr. Zhao understood, probably because he guessed right.

He comforted Rong Shuwang with the tone of someone who has experienced it: "But it's too difficult to find a good alpha."

"how do I say this?"

Teacher Zhao has a very good story: "When the estrus period comes, which alpha can withstand it, and people who are not in love will hug each other tightly because of pheromones. When the day's estrus is over, Omega's whole body feels like it's been beaten."

Rong Shu stared silently, thinking of the days when he was first marked by Wen Shiye.

After finishing it, it was indeed like being beaten severely by someone, and my whole body was sore.

Mr. Zhao completely opened up the topic. He claimed to be a non-marriage advocate, even if the people around him didn't believe it: "It is reasonable for the Marriage Law to protect omegas in this way. Omegas can use pheromone inhibitors, and alphas You can only rely on the traditional omega pheromone to comfort-soothe, speaking of it, the omega's marriage really doesn't need to be married."

"Marriage for what? Who's getting married?"

An Jianben, who was closest to them, was playing disco, vaguely heard the topic of marriage, put down her cocktail and came over.

Teacher Zhao smiled: "We think that omega don't need to get married unless necessary."

An Jian frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about! What did Alpha do to be sentenced to 'prison without a wife'?"

An Jian was obviously drunk, so she turned to the nearest teacher, Zhao, and began to babble out all the truth: "I want to get married, I really want to get married! The fragrant and soft omega is so cute, so The smaller one, shrinking into your arms, is like a pink cotton candy."

"I know, I know." Teacher Zhao was very disgusted and pushed her aside.

Rong Shuwang snickered while sitting in the wheelchair, and pushed back the wine glass on the table to prevent the drunken An Jian from knocking over.

Afterparty lasts until 02:30 at night.

It is rare for Rong Shuwang to stay for so long because of things other than business, this is the first time, the lights are blurred and the atmosphere is noisy, people can release their bad emotions quietly in the dark, but there are also many people who drink alcohol Under the action, the pheromone is out of control and overflows.

It was almost three o'clock when Rong Shuwang returned to the hotel.

He was in a good mood after washing off the complicated pheromone smell on his body.

The loss of the glands did not bring negative impact on his life, on the contrary, it made him more comfortable in the venue where the ao gathered. Rong Shuwang stared straight at the chandelier on the ceiling, satisfied that his life was finally on the right track.

This night, he had the same dream again.

In the dream, he inherited his uncle's family property less than half a year ago. He was driving to the company, and on the way there was a car accident and an explosion. He was like an outsider, knowing the continuation of the situation, but he could only die in the car again and again. , the high concentration of gunpowder smoke, the flames blinding the eyes, and burning hot.

When the ambulance came, they could only dig out a charred corpse.

Investigators came and found traces of explosives left in the trunk.

He saw many things, but he couldn't see that after his death, relatives held a funeral for him, and someone was willing to cry for him.

He is so pathetic.

With lingering fears in his heart, the biological clock woke up Rong Shuwang from the nightmare on time.

Dawn breaks outside the window, and birds chirp.

He got out of bed barefoot, took out a cup of iced coffee from the freezer, opened the tab with one hand, took a few sips, and woke up from the ice.

He sat back on the sofa and looked at the sky when his phone vibrated suddenly.

On a new day, there will be work on the work tuba——

[Customer No. 001 applies to become your friend]

At one o'clock in the morning in China, Wen Shiye's application that he didn't want to send out was approved so quickly.

It was only five o'clock in Country Y.

The designers at Zhiqing Studio are still awake, is the afterparty so late?

Their boss goes to bed early and gets up early, shouldn't the employees learn about this corporate culture?

Rong Shuwang was also feeling emotional, after calculating the time difference, the domestic night owls still send him an application at such a late hour?

The customer is God, not to mention the customer who grabs the first by hand speed.

Designer No. 1: Hello, what is your name?

Customer No. 001: Just call me No. 1

Designer No. 1: Okay, Mr. No. 1, our studio has price ranges. At that time, you chose the highest price. Do you need to change it now?

Customer No. 001: required

Designer No. 1: You said

Customer No. 001: Increase the price a bit more, the more expensive the better

Rong Shuwang: ...

Rong Shuwang straightened his lips: I'm sorry, I can't add more, so do I need to modify the relevant size data?

Guest No. 001: No, this is the standard size

Rong Shuwang hesitated for a moment.

It's hard not to think too much about the size data submitted by this guest that fit him perfectly.

Designer No. 1: Excuse me, is the size you submitted your own?

Guest No. 001: No

Guest No. 001: My wife's

Guest No. 001: Is it an excellent ratio?

Three consecutive shows of affection, Rong Shuwang was sour again.

With the same body proportions, how could he not meet such a good partner.

Sure enough, different people have different fates.

Designer No. 1: Is it convenient for you to try small samples, semi-finished products, and finished products in the later stage?

Guest No. 001: I'll take him here sometime

Guest No. 001: You don’t have to ask so many questions, just do it

Very good, the other party is rich and not short of money, and is also very powerful.

I watched the show one more day later.

On April [-]th, Rong Shuwang and Wen Anlan returned to China early.

The red carpet of Jiuli World Fashion Week made Wen Anlan popular again. Both of them wore masks and were recognized by fans at the airport.

"Boss Rong! Wen Anlan!"

"Brother and sister CP!"

There are many paparazzi at the airport, but the security personnel are in an orderly manner, and there is no accidental injury.

Wen Anlan smiled all the way with a smile on his face, the two finally walked to the side of the car, someone in the driver's seat opened the door, and the morning sun shone on his side face, tough and beautiful.

It's Wen Shiye.

"Brother, how long have you been waiting?"

"It didn't take long, Mom didn't leave, and took you back to the old house for dinner."

Wen Shiye helped them move their luggage to the empty space in the back row. In an instant, there were only two seats left, one for the co-pilot and one for the back row.

Wen Anlan skillfully left Rong Shuwang as the co-pilot.

Rong Shuwang: ...

After getting in the car, Wen Shiye was not in a hurry to drive, waiting for Rong Shuwang to fasten his seat belt, Wen Shiye handed each of them a paper bag.

"What is this?" Rong Shuwang hesitated to take it.

"It's the most famous milk tea in Fanwu Street!" Wen Anlan held the milk tea happily, and looked at Rong Shu and his sister-in-law. What is a cup?"

Rong Shuwang looked down, his was not milk tea.

The label on it reads "lime wine".

"His 'lime wine' is only available in season!" Wen Anlan was curious, but she wasn't sour.

The little omega leaned over and hadn't retreated, and found something extraordinary: "Something's wrong...brother, you and your sister-in-law are wearing couple costumes and torturing dogs...ah, no, torturing me!"

Couple outfit?

Only then did Rong Shuwang notice what Wen Shiye was wearing.

Wen Shiye is wearing a thin long coat today, black from head to toe, not like a sharp sword, but like a steady mountain, although the color is pale, but the silver watch on the wrist can still be seen The man carefully matched the clothes.

And I was wearing a light white coat, and the color scheme looked alike at first glance.

Rong Shuwang hesitated for a moment, the accident of dressing up as a couple made his heart flutter slightly.

Perhaps it was only two days ago that Mr. Zhao from the studio talked about the sensuality of marking the estrus period. His eyes passed over Wen Shiye's crotch-bone unconsciously, which was still quite big...

Inappropriate, inappropriate.

He is already divorced, he shouldn't be distracted by his ex, and hinted to himself in his heart, but the tips of his ears still burned silently, and his cheeks began to flush.

He is a layman.

Lusty for money and lustful, but I heard that both time and wild are occupied.

Wen Shiye turned on the autopilot, and the tips of the ears of the people beside him were blushing.

"It's hot?"

"what?"

"The face is very red."

Rong Shuwang who was leaning back on the back of the chair was stunned for a moment, he straightened his shoulders, sipped the paper straw and said softly: "The degree is too high."

Looking at the young man who was buried in the wine next to him, a smile flashed across Wen Shiye's eyes, but he didn't break it.

Lime wine, only 12 degrees.

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The author has something to say:

Sour chicken chasing wife diary: Lime wine, 12 degrees, the wine my wife drank secretly at home is not lower than 41 degrees, so today my wife lied, my wife saw me blushing, my wife has me in her heart!

Thanks to mine: 1 monthly chapter;

Thank you nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Dabai;