After being marked by the boss of scum’s ex-wife

When Zhu Sui wrapped the shawl he had taken from nowhere on Song Zhen's body, Song Zhen's mind was no longer awake. When Zhu Sui wrapped the shawl, Zhu Sui's hand rubbed her skin. She was agitated, and there was a layer of misty tears in her eyes. .

Zhu Sui's movements stagnated, suppressing the eager thoughts in his heart, taking Song Zhen's waist and taking it out, just saying, "I just went out and asked my sister to gather the guests into the living room. We walked around from the garden to the back door and left, the servant. Has helped me drive the car over."

After a pause, Zhu Sui's voice became lighter again, as if he was coaxing people, muttering in a low voice.

"Sister, can you bear it? Just get in the car."

After getting in the car, in the underground parking lot of her apartment, there are elevators one by one. Even if a little pheromone smell is leaked in the process, they will be home quickly.

Song Zhen nodded, his eyes were too watery, and the apricot eyes contained spring water, which caused Zhu Sui to take another look.

The small mole on the inside of the eye came into the line of sight again, arousing pity.

In fact, this mole of tears is not eye-catching. Firstly, it grows too far inside and almost touches the eyelids. Secondly, it is really too small. If you don't pay attention to it, you can't see it at all, only...

Only when you face to face like this, you can be seen clearly.

And this kind of face-to-face is a moment of intimacy among lovers.

As if knowing the secret joy of the other party's moles of tears, Zhu Sui suppressed the urge to look again, and took the person away without looking back.

Along the way, Song Zhen bit his lower lip with his upper teeth, fearing that he would make an embarrassing sound.

But Zhu Yi promised Zhu Sui, and there was no one on the road. When he reached the back door, the servant beckoned to Zhu Sui from a distance.

Zhu Sui said two words in the past, the servant left, and Zhu Sui took Song Zhen into the car.

Song Zhen sat down. When Zhu Sui buckled her seat belt, he found that the other party was shaking. Zhu Sui was worried, "Is it very uncomfortable?"

Song Zhen shook his head. Zhu Sui was worried and wanted to check it. Just when he reached out, Song Zhenmeng's expression changed. Zhu Sui was about to ask, but he smelled a strong citrus scent. Zhu Sui was stunned and looked at the other's concerned eyes. Song Zhen felt too embarrassed, bit his lip and turned his face to the side.

This smell is...

she…

After a short while, Zhu was also aware of it and shook his head and laughed.

So embarrassed, Song Zhen felt that the skirt was a little wet, so he covered his face with a shawl, and died on the spot, without the face to see people.

Zhu Sui ignored her and started the car.

After stepping on the accelerator and driving for a while, he said, "Go home, sister."

Zhu Sui was driving, and Cheng Lang was also driving.

The difference is that Zhusui started and Cheng Lang stopped.

The engine stopped, slammed on the door and got out of the car, Cheng Lang lit a cigarette in the night.

Her smoking habit is not fierce. It was developed after engaging in scientific research. She does not have Song Zhen’s unrelenting love for scientific research. The more difficult she encounters, the more excited she becomes. Sleepy at night. Sometimes the pressure is too great and the data must be released that night. , She would smoke one.

Mint, not heavy, just refreshing.

She also suffers from insomnia recently.

But with sleeping pills, sleeping is fine, but... it seems that the dose is not enough.

But she can't increase the dose anymore, the doctor does not recommend it, let her exercise to adjust the down pressure.

But Cheng Lang doesn't like going to a gym with a lot of people, so he just consumes...

And she knew clearly that the source of her problem was not scientific research, nor was it the research and development of Reagent Z.

Not from the beginning.

With a long breath in the night breeze, Cheng Lang suddenly became annoyed halfway through smoking, crushed the cigarette again, and threw it in the trash can.

Looking up, she didn't come from anywhere else, but the community behind the Military Medical University, and also where Song Zhen lived.

Must have a chat.

Originally, she wanted to talk about this... But Song Zhen will always be Song Zhen, always more decisive than her, and more open than her, since she was a child.

Thinking of the recent events, Cheng Lang shook his head, and was reluctant to think about it. He stepped up and walked into the community.

In the elevator, she did a lot of psychological construction, such as the first sentence at the beginning, what to say in the end.

But the elevator opened and walked to the corresponding house number. After seeing the door wide open and a group of strangers coming out of the house, it didn't matter anymore.

Cheng Lang was surprised, "Who are you?"

"Ah, are you...?"

Cheng Lang: "I am a resident here." Pointing to the room they came out of, "Hey, for this house, you guys..."

The woman in the black suit was also taken aback, looked down at the information at hand and confirmed, "Isn't the name of the head of this family Song Zhen?"

Cheng Lang: "Yes, the head of the household wrote her name, I'll look for her..."

The woman has obviously seen many similar situations, and subconsciously said: "Then you won't live here recently, right?"

Cheng Lang frowned, reluctantly, he said.

The woman laughed, "That's it. I am a real estate agency. I received a commission two weeks ago. The owner sold this house. We have brought people to see the house several times back and forth. You..."

The woman obviously has no intention of exploring her relationship with the head of the household.

Cheng Lang felt a little bit in his heart, "Did she sell it?"

"Yes, we have her power of attorney here, do you want to read it?"

When the power of attorney was turned out, Cheng Lang recognized that it was signed by Song Zhen, and he was instantly dumb.

After a while, Cheng Lang: "Can I go in and take a look again?"

The intermediary is nothing more than a gesture of please.

Cheng Lang walked in, and the house in his memory had changed its appearance, the familiar layout disappeared, and it became bare. The tablecloths and everything were taken away, and it was clean, leaving no trace of the former head of the household living in it.

Cheng Lang suddenly felt that his arrival was like a joke.

Was it already sold...

This is their wedding room...

So, it's true...

Cheng Lang closed his eyes, frowned, and suddenly had a headache.

On the last part of the journey, Song Zhen was held home by Zhu Sui.

Her first estrus was different from other omegas. It was aggressive. Zhu Sui painted her her own pheromone. It was fine at first, and the taste was suppressed, but when she got into the car, she didn’t drive far. , The citrus smell on Song Zhen's body suddenly became worse... Zhu Sui didn't dare to open the window at all.

After driving to the underground parking lot, Song Zhen did the same. As soon as Zhu Sui touched, his throat groaned, and he kept hiding.

After Zhu Sui made it clear, she relaxed.

However, this kind of obedience only persisted until he returned home. Zhu Sui just put the person on the sofa and tried to lift her shawl, but Song Zhen shook her head and wrapped it tighter. Zhu Sui was strange, and Song Zhen blushed with blood. , Half of it was fever during estrus, and half of it was ashamed.

Song Zhen's voice was very small, as if he was about to cry, "Very...bad."

"The skirt, it's wet."

"Don't... don't look at it."

Zhu Sui froze for a moment, and politely distanced himself. After thinking for a while, he diligently said: "Sister, go and wash directly. I will change the sheets and quilts to silk and satin for you... Omega, this time, it feels very good. Keen, you just... don't wear pajamas today... right..."

Otherwise, it will be more uncomfortable when the body touches the cloth.

Song Zhen nodded slightly.

Zhu Sui went to her bedroom. The ventilation system was already on. Fortunately, she knew that Song Zhen was going to live in. She had all the necessary preparations. The silk four-piece suit was also prepared, but she didn’t expect to use it so soon. On it.

Zhu Sui helped her to change. Not long after, the sound of water in the bathroom came from her ears. Song Zhen went to clean herself...

Song Zhen blushed and went back to the bedroom wrapped in a bath towel.

Zhu Sui said a few words to her, seeing that she didn't want to let herself stay, and left the bedroom to her.

The smell of citrus in the room, when Zhu Sui went to wash, her body also reacted a little, but she was not in estrus, and marked Song Zhen, she wanted to taste omega pheromones more than the alpha reaction.

Use your tongue to taste the leaked body surface...

Omega's pheromone is very sweet to Alpha.

In Zhusui's eyes, Song Zhen was a plump and juicy citrus at this moment.

After taking a shower, I returned to the bedroom and couldn't sleep for a long time. Zhu Sui was calm and took a book.

But after not seeing it for long, Zhu Sui raised his eyes.

Alpha's five senses are very clear, she seems to hear, Song Zhen is crying...

I didn't want to go anymore.

The results continued. Zhu Sui did not hold back. A few minutes later, he opened the door of Song Zhen's bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, there was no time for questioning. The strong scent of citrus came to his face. Zhu Sui smelled it, and subconsciously became dry. .

And in the room, Song really rolled over on the bed, whimpering uncomfortably...

"elder sister?"

No answer.

"I turned on the light?"

This time I replied, "Don't... don't turn on the lights, woo..."

Zhu Sui didn't turn on the light and walked in. The faint light from the corridor shone in, and Song Zhen's face was red.

Zhu Sui was about to touch her face, Song Zhen moved, and the thin sheets showed her figure, Zhu Sui was suffocated, she could see, don’t be too clear... the sheets wrapped Song Zhen in the slightest...

Oh yes, Song Zhen was in estrus, she told her not to wear pajamas, so now... it's...

In the darkness, Zhu Sui's voice was almost bewitching: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Song Zhen didn't speak, but Zhu Sui asked again.

Song Zhen couldn't hold it anymore, and really cried, "I, I always...will flow out, I can't help it..."

Song Zhen closed his legs tightly, too ashamed.

"You need to vent once." Zhu Sui's voice was so deep that Song Zhen couldn't see her face.

Next, Zhu Sui asked again: "Do you know how to do it yourself?"

Song Zhen cried quietly when asked.

Zhu Sui sighed.

In the darkness, the voice was even more bewildering, "Sister, just now, didn't you like nails..."

"Don't worry, I'll be lighter."

After a pause, Zhu Sui said, "I will help you with my tongue."

…

It was in Song Zhen's room, covered by the night, with two pheromones intermingled.

Song Zhen kept begging Zhu Sui to leave her alone, but it was useless. Suddenly there was an excitement...

Song Zhen shed tears again.

Zhu Sui finally raised her head, her bright red lips were moist and glistened in the weak light, that was her...

Zhu Sui put out his tongue, bright red.

"You know, Alpha likes to eat the pheromone that Omega carries..."

After a pause, Zhu Sui rolled his lips, hesitated.

"Sister, you are so sweet."