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Lian Qing has been very cheerful lately, and often sends WeChat messages to harass Miao An. He uses the words "ask for advice" but writes them all as "show off".

He asked Miao An where it was delicious and fun, and he wanted to take his time there.

his.

Hehe, Miao An sent a "bah" and blocked Lian Qing.

Even Miao'an knows the things that Qing asked. Although he is not a fan of playing, he is very good at playing, and the things he plays are either elegant or vulgar, and will not give people the feeling of nouveau riche, so many people are willing to ask him , Miao An is also happy to answer most of the time.

But now he can't lift his spirits.

The report will still be delivered regularly, and Miao An will always look through it. Jiang Huan's life is like copying and pasting, and it seems that there is no more peace of mind.

He still runs between his own store and the studio, he still keeps the same track and bed, he still doesn't talk so much, and he still insists on feeding himself.

But Miao An always felt that Jiang Huan was a little different, not because of her life, but because she treated herself differently.

It’s like a boy with a hairy head has transformed into a social animal. Jiang Huan didn’t talk much before, but judging from his limited words and deeds, he is the kind of boy that is common in colleges. , but when things happen, they start to be dull again.

But Jiang Huan's mind has become more flexible recently, at least he would come to ask himself if the kitchen is really closed every day, he heard from others that the price there is very expensive, and it takes a long time to sign.Miao An thought it would take a long time for him to find out about this, because this floor was actually a shooting location, and Miao An did not open it to others, and he didn't know who Jiang Huan listened to.

He also thought that Jiang Huan's life and interpersonal relationships were simple.

At least that's what the report said.

Jiang Huan is becoming more and more polite to him now, he will bow and nod, and tell him that you have worked hard and don't bother. Miao An feels that if this development continues, he may soon be able to hear him report to the boss.

Obviously they had become intimate a while ago, they would walk the dog together, go to bed together, cook together, go to bed together, together... well, they do have more time to go to bed, but there is nothing wrong with going to bed, right?

They need sex because they...

Zhou Xiaoke's name flashed on the screen, Miao An didn't want to pick it up, he knew that Zhou Xiaoke called him for a follow-up visit, and he hadn't been there for a month.

He felt that since he was with Jiang Huan, he was fine in everything, his pheromones were good, and his relationship was also good. He gradually felt that he might not need treatment.

How could Jiang Huan take a bite out of inhaling those simulated pheromones every time?

But Zhou Xiaoke was very tenacious, calling again and again, Miao An had no choice but to pick it up, he directly said that he was very busy recently, so he didn't have time to go there for the time being, and he would take Jiang Huan there after he was busy for a while.

"I didn't tell you about this." Zhou Xiaoke said excitedly in the voice on the phone, "Do you want to change the glands? It's what I told you before, to have an operation and replace the glands with new ones go in?"

"I told you, I don't want to change, I don't want the smell of pheromone to change, don't tell me how it looks like, at least the ones you smelled to me before are not like."

Replacing the glands was the first choice for Miao An to treat his pheromone disorder from the moment he was sent to the hospital. Zhou Xiaoke told him many times that in fact, he could not come to the hospital regularly for treatment at all. Going up with a new gland is the best way. Their hospital’s surgery technique is already very mature. Miao’an doesn’t have to worry about safety at all. All he needs to do is to use his superpowers and find the most suitable gland to replace. Drop the one that is about to die.

Zhou Xiaoke said that this is the same as transplanting kidneys, livers, and corneas, and there is no difference.

But Miao'an has always refused. At that time, he felt that life was not particularly meaningful. What's so good about being a so-called healthy alpha?He was healthy before, he was handsome, and his three views were right. He also made a show that the prince fell in love with the country boy, and the boy was still a beta. The real buffs were full, and he was proud of himself when he went out. But what is the result?

He harmed himself and others.

He even occasionally wonders if it would be better if his ex-boyfriend didn't meet him.

So Miao An thought, why not let it be like this, even if in the end, as Zhou Xiaoke said, he becomes a useless alpha, so what, anyway, he has a lot of money, and he has a lot of capital to indulge himself.

"I didn't urge you before because I thought that you might not be able to accept a gland with a different smell, but let me tell you, this time, the smell of this gland is very, very similar to your own smell. , almost exactly the same, and this time the owner of the gland was donated by him voluntarily..."

When talking about the word "voluntary", Zhou Xiaoke emphasized his tone.

Miao An understood what Zhou Xiaoke meant, that he was the owner of this gland, and he was still alive and well.

"You might as well take a look first, and then make a decision." Zhou Xiaoke said word by word, "I can't talk to you in detail on the phone, if you have time, come here, and we will meet you when we see you." Let's talk more."

Before Miao An answered, Zhou Xiaoke hung up the phone.

I don't know what he's anxious about... Miao An was a little uncertain about holding the phone, he definitely didn't want to replace the glands, but Zhou Xiaoke's tone was not as brisk as usual, and it didn't sound like he was doing it for a reason. For my own sake, it seems to have other meanings.

Miao An glanced at the time, he needs to go to the meeting first, let's talk about it after the meeting is over, if Zhou Xiaoke hasn't got off work after the meeting, he will go over to have a look, if he is off, then forget about it.

The company's meeting lived up to everyone's expectations, and it lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. When Miao An said that the meeting was over, several people below breathed a sigh of relief.

Miao An also wanted to relax, and he was tired after such a long meeting, but he couldn't help it, the company was his own, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to be lazy.

Naturally, he didn't have dinner. The secretary asked him if he wanted to order a meal. He thought about it and shook his head.

He suddenly wanted to eat a pan fried restaurant near the hospital. Zhou Xiaoke took him there before. The fried pan fried in it was big and delicious, and the price was cheap. With a bowl of curry beef soup, the taste was absolutely amazing. .

It didn't take much time for the car to drive to the hospital. Miao'an called Zhou Xiaoke and asked if he was still in the hospital. If he was, why not come out and have a meal together.

"You might as well bring me some food, how can I go out to eat when I go to work?" Zhou Xiaoke said calmly on the other end of the phone, "Bring me eight fried rice, four of which are shrimp, and two small bowls of rice. Wonton, don’t use curry soup base, it won’t taste good.”

Miao An sighed, and agreed to Zhou Xiaoke's order. Now he is a little curious about the person who "voluntarily" donated.

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I just found out yesterday that I was labeled sadomasochism, yeah, yeah