Keep a werewolf as a pet

When Zhong Zhan woke up, Song Shaozhi was still sleeping beside him.

He can be sure that this person is not asleep yet.

There was a sense of anger in his heart. He knew the reason for his physical discomfort, his body was sore and swollen, but he would never say it out loud.

He frowned slightly, then stretched out his hand, trying to grab Song Shaozhi's neck directly.

but--

He still stopped thinking about it.

He could remember what happened last night. If it was all done by Song Shaozhi himself, that would be no.

He was surprised that he was really affected by the drug, and he took the initiative to do something that he would never do normally.

Forget it, this time it was an accident.

Zhong Zhan closed his eyes again. At this moment, he was still a little tired, partly because of the follow-up effects of the medicine, and partly because of Song Shaozhi's influence.

Even though he used to have good physical strength, he really didn't have as much energy as the young Song Shaozhi.

The butler has not fallen asleep, he has been waiting for the master's call, afraid that he will miss the moment when he needs help.

It wasn't until dawn that the housekeeper realized that he didn't need to worry about this problem anymore, and he didn't let go of his heart.

Song Shaozhi's eyelids moved a few times, then slowly opened and then closed.

He felt that he needed to confirm again.

Open your eyes again.

Well, Jong Zhan is indeed by his side.

It was a dream situation, for the first time.

He has always thought that he wants to see Zhong Zhan at the first moment in the morning, and wants to be by Zhong Zhan's side all the time.

At this moment, he really saw this scene, and...

Song Shao couldn't stop his urge to laugh. He saw Zhong Zhan's marks on his body, and there were quite a few of them.

He already imagined how Zhong Zhan would react if he saw it, maybe he wanted to kill him directly.

Song Shao couldn't hold back a snicker, and the next moment, he felt a cold gaze.

"Woke you up?" Song Shaozhi was not guilty, and wanted to approach Zhong Zhan directly.

"Do not touch me."

Zhong Zhan's consciousness has long since regained consciousness, so he will not continue to let Song Shaozhi approach. This is already a matter of his dignity.

Song Shaozhi smiled helplessly, "Okay, I get it."

He originally wanted to help Zhong Zhan solve other problems, because this man would definitely not know that much, and he would never let other people help him.

But it is still very troublesome to be alone, and Song Shaozhi knew that he needed a lot of him last night, Zhong Zhan must be very burdened now.

This man was really stubborn.

If you say you don't want people to touch him, then he will always refuse to the end.

Zhong Zhan's eyes were always repulsive, refusing Song Shaozhi's approach. The latter really had no choice, so he got up.

After getting dressed, Song Shao turned his head and said to Zhong Zhan, "I will tell uncle that you want to rest for a while."

Zhong Zhan didn't answer, Song Shao took it as his acquiescence.

Zhong Zhan really needs time to calmly think about who gave the drug last night and why he didn't completely reject Song Shaozhi.

Yesterday was delicate, and it was also a day when he was not sober.

After Song Shaozhi left, Zhong Zhan stood up with his hands on the bed.

When the quilt slipped off, what was revealed was Zhong Zhan's body covered in hickey marks.

This is how much you want to possess, so it is so densely packed?