not in love

"Brother Hao's nap refers to what kind of sleep?"

Yu Zhijuan pretended to be ignorant and innocently blinked, and Chen Hao's shadow was reflected in his snow-melted pupils, which gave Chen Hao another illusion that he only had himself in his eyes.

"What kind of sleep are you looking forward to? Huh?"

Chen Hao licked the corners of his dry lips, and hugged his wife to the side of the bed.

He hadn't hugged his wife like this for a long time, and he actually felt that his wife was heavier than before. It seemed that he was taking care of his body these days, so the injuries he suffered when he fell from the building should be recovering soon, right?

"my body……"

"I know,"

Chen Hao stretched out his index finger to cover Yu Zhijuan's lips, and the corners of Yu Zhijuan's eyes twitched slightly, trying his best to endure the discomfort caused by such intimate contact.

"I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that sex and hormone disorders need appropriate external stimulation in addition to recuperation,"

Chen Hao played with Yu Zhijuan's hair while talking. Recently, he often has arrhythmia, and his heart seems to be caught in a fire from time to time, feeling depressed and uncomfortable. When he hugs his wife and smells the faint scent of his neck, he can calm down. He came down, but another part of his body caught fire again.

"I was not by your side during the estrous period last time, and I made you suffer so hard by yourself. Now you have become like this. I, the husband, cannot escape the blame, so..."

Chen Hao grabbed the back of Yu Zhijuan's head, and under his wife's bewildered gaze, he deliberately released the courtship pheromone that was extremely depressing.

The bitter orange-flavored pheromone poured out brutally and presumptuously, impatiently wanting to infiltrate every corner of Zhijuan's body, Yu Zhijuan's hands behind his back tightly clenched the bed sheet, his veins bulging.

Although such a day has been expected for a long time, and a lot of desensitization training has been done in advance, the instinctive rejection of Alpha pheromone is still difficult to ignore.

Yu Zhijuan tried his best to restrain the urge to strangle Chen Hao, and his tone of pretending to be gentle became a little trembling, but in Chen Hao's ears, it became a coquettish show of weakness,

"Brother Hao, this is in the crew..."

"No one will bother you,"

Chen Hao lowered his head and kissed Yu Zhijuan's forehead, and the cold sweat that Yu Zhijuan broke out because of patience turned into a signal of emotion in his eyes, making the love and affection in his heart linger.

"Don't be afraid, just relax and enjoy, okay?"

Well, your grandma has a leg.

Yu Zhijuan forced himself to adapt to the pheromones around him. This bitter orange smell may be calm and elegant to Omega, but it feels like a rotten lime to him. The more tender and sweet Chen Hao is in front of him , The more he clenched his fist, the harder it was.

"Zhiyi, why are you clenching your fists so tightly?"

Chen Hao noticed that Yu Zhijuan's fist was hardened, so he desperately raised his hand and opened his five fingers, wanting to intertwine with him.

"Nervous?"

"..."

Yu Zhijuan closed his eyes, if not for his extraordinary endurance, this fist would have hit Chen Hao's face long ago.

Chen Hao likes to rub his wife's shoulder, and kiss the tattoo on his wife's back through the thin fabric.

Yu Zhiyi would always squint his eyes slightly and gasp weakly because of minor itches. This time, Chen Hao also kissed Yu Zhijuan's back without exception, but he didn't hear the familiar panting sound in his impression.

Yu Zhijuan gradually got used to the pheromone rushing from Chen Hao's body, he hid the disdain in his eyes, and asked in a soft voice with indifference,

"Brother Hao... can you... get a tattoo too?"

"Why do you want this all of a sudden?"

Chen Hao concealed his hesitation with a low smile. For him, tattooing other people's names on his body was like marking the owner's possessions. How could he, as the superior, agree.

"You do not want it?"

Yu Zhijuan pretended to be wronged, and lowered his eyes in disappointment.

"You want me to get a tattoo, I'll get one,"

Chen Hao has always been good at coaxing people. He has coaxed so many people in his arms that he can't even name them. At this moment, as long as he can coax Yu Zhiyi to take a nap with him, he can say anything.

"When you have time, design a pattern for me yourself, okay?"

"it is good."

Yu Zhijuan responded with a sweet smile, and Chen Hao felt even more itchy when he saw it. The bitter orange-flavored pheromones were like waves thrown ashore by a gust of wind, and Yu Zhijuan was about to be swallowed up.

To put it mildly, it's called external stimulation. To put it bluntly, Chen Hao just wanted to force him to have sex.

It's a pity that Yu Zhijuan only thinks that he stinks.

Even in the "husband"'s wave of pheromones full of desire and enthusiasm, he thought of the faint fragrance of vetiver on Lin Xie's body inappropriately.

"Zhiyi... why are you in a daze?"

Chen Hao pinched Yu Zhijuan's chin, but Yu Zhijuan broke free calmly.

To put it bluntly, the imbalance of sex and hormone secretion means that you can’t stand upright, and you can’t produce desire physically. Chen Hao originally thought that as long as he imposed seduction, his wife’s sensitive body would definitely respond. However, his wife didn't respond, and even started to freeze.

Forced estrus is the most powerful and domineering method for an Alpha, but if even this method cannot take down an Omega, then this Alpha should reflect on whether his pheromones are of low quality.

Chen Hao obviously fell into this kind of self-doubt, especially after meeting Yu Zhijuan's suspicious and innocent eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Zhijuan gave a deliberate and nasty chuckle, seemingly understanding, but actually full of mockery.

"……nothing,"

Chen Hao coughed twice in embarrassment, pulled up the quilt to cover himself,

"I thought about it. You must be tired today. If you continue to torment you, I'm afraid it will affect your work tomorrow. I'll hold you and rest for a while."

"it is good."

Yu Zhijuan nodded, and let Chen Hao lie on his side beside his pillow.

Chen Hao coaxed his wife to sleep with complicated emotions, and after hearing Yu Zhijuan's steady breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhiyi?"

Chen Hao shouted tentatively, and after seeing his wife was soundly asleep, he tiptoed up to sit up, picked up Yu Zhijuan's mobile phone that was conveniently placed beside the bed, and skillfully grabbed his hand to unlock it with his fingerprint.

It is of course impossible to say that he doesn't mind Lin Xie and Yu Zhiyi. Not only does he mind, but he is also wary of whether something will really happen to the two of them.

Chen Hao opened Yu Zhijuan's WeChat, entered Lin Xie's name in the search bar, and after confirming that the two of them had no chat records, they were still worried, and scrolled down to Yu Zhijuan's recent chats.

In addition to work matters, there was a dialog box that caught Chen Hao's attention, and Yu Zhijuan's note to the other party was "Doctor Li".

This Dr. Li was the person he bribed to diagnose Yu Zhiyi's depression at that time, but he didn't expect the two of them to still be in touch now.

Chen Hao glanced at his sleeping wife, slipped his Adam's apple, and opened the dialogue window with Dr. Li without hesitation, but he never thought that the dialogue would only make him feel more guilty.

Dr. Li is a psychotherapist, and the reason why his wife wanted to seek help from him was that she couldn't stand up.

Chen Hao held his breath and kept swiping the screen. From the conversation between his wife and Dr. Li, it turned out that Yu Zhiyi had no serious physical problems, but the reason why he still couldn't secrete sex hormones was because of his psychological barrier.

Why is there an obstacle?

Chen Hao frowned, and quickly flipped through the chat records of the two of them, and sure enough, he saw that Dr. Li also asked the same question.

But the answer given by the wife is every word.

At that moment, Chen Hao seemed to see his weak and gloomy wife again before he fell from the building. At that time, Yu Zhiyi was always surrounded by smoke and needed to rely on tobacco leaves to numb his nerves.

He seemed to see his wife wearing a coat, looking dully at the psychiatrist in front of him. The doctor asked him why he didn't want to sleep with her husband. His poor wife was silent for a long time, her eyes turned red quietly,

"It's not that I don't want to,"

Yu Zhiyi bit his lip tightly, hugged his arm with cold hands,

"It's just that as soon as I sense his pheromone, my head will be uncontrollably filled with the picture of him hugging Zhou Huihui... I don't know what to do."

Yu Zhiyi shook his head helplessly,

"I want to start over with him... I dare not tell him that I still can't get out, but I just can't help it... Every time I get intimate with my husband, it makes me feel painful, and sometimes I even have difficulty breathing. "

"Mr. Yu, don't worry."

Doctor Li politely comforted him, but since he was hired by Chen Hao to lure Yu Zhiyi into the hospital, he naturally didn't bother to give any really useful advice. He just told Yu Zhiyi to rest in peace and get out of the shadows on his own. .

The last conversation between the two happened last week, and every word seemed to come alive in Chen Hao's eyes, portraying a pitiful and confused image of Yu Zhiyi.

Chen Hao was terrified when he read the chat records. Fortunately, he didn't use force, otherwise he would only aggravate his wife's psychological shadow... He should have thought of it a long time ago. After all, Yu Zhiyi is a strong person. So easy to relieve.

The more Chen Hao thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Yu Zhiyi. Although his wife became sensible, she was no longer willing to confess her sadness to him easily, and she didn't even discuss such things with him.

"Zhiyi..."

He pinched Yu Zhiwei's ears, and he could still smell the tobacco vaguely in the ends of his hair.

At this moment, Chen Hao noticed that his wife was wearing a pair of gray-blue gemstones today, which matched his temperament very well, but Chen Hao didn't buy them for him, maybe they were given by Chenfeng Jewelry.

"What do you want me to do with you?"

Chen Hao sighed, he clearly understands that feeling guilty is not a good thing for him, feeling guilty means that he has developed a sense of responsibility for Zhiyi, and it also means that he will be completely trapped by the people in front of him.

After turning off the background and putting the phone back to its original place, Chen Hao gently took Yu Zhijuan's hand. Originally, he wanted to use his hand to soothe the lingering fire. Thinking about the content of the chat just now, he hesitated for a while and still Putting down her lover's hand, she picked up Yu Zhijuan's clothes that were hanging on the bed.

Chen Hao buried his head and took a deep breath of the scent of Yu Zhilan's hair, and hurried into the bathroom with his clothes. About ten minutes later, there was the sound of flushing in the bathroom.

After tidying up, Chen Hao changed into clean clothes. His mood finally eased a lot after venting just now. It was already the time for the crew to go to work. He leaned over and kissed the back of Yu Zhijuan's hand, and took a coat Then gently closed the door.

After a while, Yu Zhijuan opened his eyes lightly, his eyes were filled with undisguised disgust and indifference.