7:
This continuous rain lasted for more than ten days before the long-lost sunny day in Beijing finally arrived.
The two peach trees in the yard did not sprout new branches as expected. Not sure if it's because of the incompatibility of the water and soil. They are still bare and there is no movement. Even Cui'e wondered if the peach trees were dead.
Although he didn't say anything, Xiao Zhan had the same doubt in his heart. Although Wang Yibo didn't say it clearly, the sentence "Do you like it?" made Xiao Zhan unable to ignore the two peach trees that he could see as long as he opened the door and the window.
He hoped that they would bloom, even if the flowering period was short, as long as they could bloom for a moment, it would be good and soothing.
"Master Xiao Zhan, how long are you going to drink this medicine? To be honest, every time I help you decoct the medicine, I think the taste is terrible, and you can still drink it." Cui'e brought the medicine into Xiao Zhan's room and said while covering her nose.
In this mansion, apart from Lao Chen, Cui'e was the servant who had the best relationship with Xiao Zhan. She was a very outgoing person and would say whatever she wanted. Sister Li, who was usually in charge of the maids, was a strict person and didn't like servants to talk too much, so Cui'e often felt uncomfortable.
Fortunately, there was Master Xiao Zhan now. Whether he liked it or not, he was still willing to listen to her chattering, and he never blamed her for anything indecent. She felt from the bottom of her heart that Master Xiao Zhan was really very gentle.
"Drink it for a lifetime." Xiao Zhan took the medicine bowl from her hand, blew it, and poured it directly into his mouth and drank it all. Cui'e who was watching this scene, frowned, as if she was the one drinking it.
"What?! Drink it for a lifetime? What do you mean by that?" I hope he don't have an incurable disease, Cui'e thought to herself.
"Don't think too much, it's just that I have a bad constitution, and I won't get sick so easily after drinking this medicine." Xiao Zhan looked at her frightened and scared look, and felt a little funny, so he just lied to fool her.
"Oh, so, I think you should go out more often. Is your poor physical condition related to your staying at home all the time? Look at our young master, he has a good physical condition. He loves riding horses and practicing swords since he was a child. You should learn more from him." Cui'e began to mutter like a machine gun again, "No, I thought about it, it's not suitable for you to ride horses and practice swords like this, it's scary, just like I can't imagine our young master reading books and practicing calligraphy in the study every day."
Xiao Zhan began to sweat coldly, he knew that Cui'e's "confession time" had come again. Picking up a book next to him, Xiao Zhan turned to the page that he hadn't finished reading, and listened to Cui'e's words with one ear in and one ear out.
"Master Xiao Zhan, do you know that the little prince Chen Yu is said to have run away secretly. Did our young master elope with him? Oh my God, just thinking about it, I'm about to cry, it's too sad."
"Yeah." Xiao Zhan turned a page of the book.
"By the way, I had a quarrel with Cui Yu the day before yesterday because she actually thought that our young master and Chen Yu were just brothers. I was so angry. They were so ambiguous. But we didn't quarrel because of this. I found out that she thought you and the young master were more ambiguous!" Xiao Zhan was stunned and stopped flipping the book. "Because of this, we argued for a long time. Hey, don't you think it's funny and childish? Don't be angry with her. After all, you said before that no matter what I said, you wouldn't blame me."
"Yeah."
"Then please judge for me. She thinks that your indifference to our young master is more ambiguous. How can it be like this? I usually see that whenever you meet the young master, you look a little reluctant to stay. Then our young master and the young prince Chen Yu are more suitable. Don't you think so?"
Xiao Zhan put down the book and looked at her: "Cui'e, you want me to judge. Is your young master, a man, more suitable for me or another man?"
"Yes!"
"..."
Xiao Zhan looked at Cui'e and thought to himself, was he really too lenient with her? How could she ask such a question so openly? But when he saw her happy and jolly look from the bottom of her heart, Xiao Zhan couldn't bear to educate her.
"Master Xiao Zhan, I have another amazing discovery to share with you. Are you willing to listen?" Suddenly, Cui'e came up to him mysteriously. Xiao Zhan didn't really want to listen, but he nodded and lowered his head to read.
"A few days ago, I read a book from the foreign vassal state. Someone translated it into Chinese. It said that there is a very small number of people in this world whose physiques are completely different from those of us. I can't understand the crooked symbols in the book. In short, it means that some people are born with a receptive nature and must be with people who are born with an aggressive nature. Moreover, the body structures of these two people are different from ours. It is also said that they will emit a unique fragrance that only the other party can smell."
Xiao Zhan suddenly raised his head from the book, slightly shocked. He knew very well what book Cui'e had read, because he had also read it. When he was a child, in order to figure out what was wrong with his body, he flipped through many books from the foreign vassal state, some of which recorded his physique. Those crooked words said by Cui'e are omega, alpha, beta, and other labels given to these physiques by the foreign vassal.
"Master Xiao Zhan, I think these people must be very hard-working. After all, for them, if they can't meet a physique that is absolutely complementary, they will have to endure physical and psychological pain all the time." Cui'e's voice was a little lower, as if she was sighing, "But if people with such rare physiques can really meet one day, they will definitely cherish each other more than we ordinary people who meet our destined people."
"If I were a person with such a physique, as long as I met the other person, I would definitely not want anything but be with him." Cui'e's eyes flashed, her expression became serious, and she looked a little sad, "Master Xiao Zhan, if it was you, would you do the same?"
Xiao Zhan didn't answer, Cui'e just thought he was just like usual, thinking that she was talking nonsense and didn't bother to pay attention, didn't care too much, sighed deeply, and thought that she still had unfinished work, and ran out in a panic.
After Cui'e left, Xiao Zhan kept repeating her words in his mind. Which one? Cherish each other? Isn't it absurd?
Absolutely complementary people, when he was a child, he had fantasized about it when he read those foreign medicine books, but when he really returned to reality, how could things be as good as he expected?
But now, he met Wang Yibo.
The road of life still looks the same as before, but only he knows the real changes. Apart from inhibitors, there is no way to suppress his heat so easily, and there are changes in Xiao Zhan's heart.
He is a little afraid of Wang Yibo. On the one hand, he is afraid of him, but his body is completely uncontrollably longing for him. This dual emotion often makes Xiao Zhan feel desperate.
He thought of Wang Yibo in his room a few days ago, hugging him and saying to him: Don't be afraid, I'm here.
How can he not be afraid? As long as he thinks of this person and this kind of relationship with this person, he is scared to death.
Xiao Zhan stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the two bare peach trees under the bright spring light. The sharp contrast was dazzling and ridiculous.
Everyone thought that he was gentle, and not competitive, but little did they know that what he longed for most in his life was freedom. He wanted to be free from the constraints of his body, to live freely, to travel freely around the world, and to feel the coming and going of spring and autumn.
Since that day, Wang Yibo would come to Xiao Zhan every night. He never explained why, nor did he bother to explain. Sometimes when they hugged each other, pheromones and the physiques that were naturally attracted to each other would make them start to get intimate, and then Wang Yibo would press on him roughly and torture Xiao Zhan.
But sometimes, they would do nothing, just hug and talk, and then fall asleep.
Feeling that the person in his arms was in a trance again, Wang Yibo lowered his head slightly and adjusted the direction of his body. The penis that had just been pulled out of the other person's body was still a little hard, and it pressed against Xiao Zhan's wet hole mixed with his own semen and vaginal fluid, rubbing it gently.
"I found that you have two hobbies besides making incense and reading." Wang Yibo spoke in a hoarse voice, "One is to ask me if I'm crazy, and the other is to be in a daze." After saying that, he felt a little funny and laughed softly.
"You are crazy. If you are not crazy, why don't you sleep in your own room every night and stay with me?" Xiao Zhan was almost exhausted from being fucked, and he replied unhappily. Wang Yibo's soft but still very present penis made his whole body soft, but he was unforgiving in his words. He moved his hips, and the tender flesh slid over the top of Wang Yibo's glans, which made him tremble slightly.
"Isn't it because you seduced me that I can't go back to my room?" Wang Yibo deliberately teased him, holding his lower back with one hand, stroking it gently, and felt the person in his arms tremble.
"Do you have to say such things?" Xiao Zhan didn't like to hear Wang Yibo say this about himself, which reminded him all the time that he couldn't live without a man.
"Why are you so angry? I was the one who was seduced, and I didn't say anything." Wang Yibo knew that he was going to be unhappy again, and said something that he didn't know whether it was intentional or to coax him. He found that he was addicted to making Xiao Zhan slightly angry and then stroking his hair, just like he was addicted to having sex with Xiao Zhan.
"Do you think I want this? Do you think this is good?" Xiao Zhan's emotions suddenly swelled, and his voice became higher, asking back with a thorn.
"Then what do you want? Tell me." Wang Yibo raised his head and touched Xiao Zhan's head, as if to comfort him.
"I want freedom."
"Is someone tying you up?" Wang Yibo paused, feeling unhappy, and his voice became a few degrees colder.
"I want to get rid of this ghost look, not controlled by my body, but this ghost-like life can live freely." Xiao Zhan did not hear the chill in Wang Yibo's tone, and continued to speak word by word with a firm voice.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhan felt the hand stroking him stop, and the person next to him turned over and pressed on him. Before he could see it clearly, one of his legs was directly curled up, and Wang Yibo's calloused palm slid along his delicate thigh directly to the hole, where there was still body fluid from the previous affair, still wet, and a finger was inserted directly into Xiao Zhan's hole. The person who didn't react was trembling and screamed.
"What, what are you doing?" Xiao Zhan half raised his body and wanted to struggle, but he saw the person pressing on him, looking at him with slightly angry eyes, and his fingers desperately, regardless of anything, stretched into his body. He didn't know what Wang Yibo is crazy about. Xiao Zhan pushed him hard, but his body was completely out of control. As long as the sensitive parts were touched by Wang Yibo, they would secrete obscene fluid crazily, and every pore was shouting, looking forward to Wang Yibo's possession.
"Don't you want to be free?" Wang Yibo poked Xiao Zhan's soft hole with his fingers, pinched his chin with one hand, and turned his head to the front, so that he couldn't escape. "When I touch you and you don't get horny, you'll be free."
After saying that, another finger was stuffed into his body. Xiao Zhan twisted wildly in the quilt unbearably, gasping for breath. The hole filled with Wang Yibo's fingers could not be satisfied at all. He swallowed and clenched Wang Yibo's fingers in and out, like a slut, with his legs wide open, suppressing his moans.
Xiao Zhan didn't understand why Wang Yibo was so angry all of a sudden. It was completely different from the attitude of the love affairs in the past few days. If he was still gentle before, now there was only roughness and madness.
"Lick." The finger was pulled out suddenly, and then thrust into Xiao Zhan's slightly opened mouth. The finger stained with his own lewd fluid stirred in his mouth without hesitation, mixed with saliva, and was incredibly lewd. Xiao Zhan looked at Wang Yibo, squinting his eyes. There was no expression on that handsome and restrained face that he could interpret, only the tyranny of looking down on him.
This absolute masculine temperament forced Xiao Zhan to retreat. He was dumbfounded and obediently stretched out his tongue, licking Wang Yibo's fingers obediently, feeling his penis between his legs getting bigger and bigger, so hard that Xiao Zhan had goose bumps all over his body.
Wang Yibo was not in a hurry to fuck Xiao Zhan. He enjoyed watching Xiao Zhan's intoxicated and obedient appearance, watching this beautiful face lively because of heat, smelling the increasingly strong sweet smell of pheromones between the two, which belonged to Xiao Zhan, and the licking of his fingers, sobbing moans, this absolute sense of control made Wang Yibo addicted.
What else could make people more vain than the usually cool and restrained Xiao Zhan begging him to fuck him? Such a good-looking person, even if he went to a shop on the street to watch, the owner's daughter would send someone to find out where he came from. Now he was under him, twisting like a slut, and no one except the two of them knew.
"What did you say?" Wang Yibo heard Xiao Zhan sobbing and saying something, but he didn't hear it clearly. He leaned down and put his mouth close to Xiao Zhan's ear.
"Come in, come in, come in, okay?" Xiao Zhan spoke intermittently, his voice was thin and trembling, he almost begged Wang Yibo to enter him to kill the emptiness and pain brought by the sudden heat.
"No." Wang Yibo rejected Xiao Zhan categorically, and looked at the other party with his pupils tightened, "Don't you want freedom? Learn to get rid of dependence and be fucked by me first."
Xiao Zhan didn't understand. It was Wang Yibo who asked it himself, why did he answer truthfully, but it seemed to offend him? Although the two of them didn't make it clear at ordinary times, in this matter, it was still consensual and mutually satisfying.
He wanted to figure it out, but he couldn't. His heat body was completely out of control. His desire for Wang Yibo washed away all his rationality. He was about to collapse when he heard Wang Yibo's rejection. At this moment, the only thing driving his breathing was the smell of Wang Yibo's alpha pheromone, but it was not enough. Just being able to smell it was far from enough. He wanted to be occupied by this pheromone.
Xiao Zhan rubbed his anus painfully on the quilt, and the obscene fluid continued to flow out. His legs were almost cramped. He hugged Wang Yibo's neck, not letting him leave him at all. He kissed Wang Yibo's ears and put them in his mouth. Seeing that the other party was still indifferent, Xiao Zhan reached his hand to Wang Yibo's lower body and held the swollen, thick and hard penis. It was so hot. The hot touch spread from Xiao Zhan's fingertips. He tightened his fingers slightly, feeling the beating and temperature of Wang Yibo's penis, clamped it between his legs, and took the initiative to rub it back and forth.
His buttocks pushed upwards again and again, and the penis inserted between his legs rubbed the tender flesh on the inside of his thighs, which was slightly painful, but this pain mixed with pleasure was just right, just enough to make Xiao Zhan scream, but it was far from enough. This sense of comfort seemed to stay on the surface and disappeared in an instant. The itching that kept burning in Xiao Zhan's body suddenly expanded several times because of this erotic touch.
"Don't do this, don't do this to me, please." Xiao Zhan looked at Wang Yibo, talking nonsense in a panic, screaming because of the contact between the two people's skin, and begging bitterly. He felt that he was crazy. Now he just wanted Wang Yibo to enter him and insert it hard.
"Want it? Do you want me or freedom? Master Xiao?" Wang Yibo was not much better than Xiao Zhan, but because of the alpha physique, he was born not to be in heat, even if his sexual desire increased, he would not lose control like Xiao Zhan. He looked at Xiao Zhan, who was holding him tightly and sweating, and still refused to be satisfied.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhan let go of Wang Yibo, and almost used up all his strength to turn over. While turning over, Wang Yibo's thick penis brushed against the back of Xiao Zhan's waist. The wonderful touch almost made Xiao Zhan cry. Then, Wang Yibo saw Xiao Zhan lying on the bed, with his legs slightly open, his head on the pillow, and his head turned sideways. A pair of hands reached back and gently opened the soft and delicate buttocks facing him. The pink hole opened slightly and slowly contracted, and the obscene fluid gushed out, mixed with the pheromone smell of Xiao Zhan's body.
"I want you."
The voice was very thin, and Wang Yibo was not sure if he heard it wrong. In his eyes, there was only the way Xiao Zhan opened his buttocks and pointed his hole at him, and the beautiful and somewhat desperate side face. He could no longer bear it, holding Xiao Zhan's waist, he pushed hard and inserted it in, and inserted it to the deepest part at once, which was the depth they had never experienced in their sex life.
"Ah..." Xiao Zhan screamed, the feeling of being filled up instantly rushed to the top of his head along his spine, making him dizzy. His whole body was weak, and he couldn't hold on for a while. His knees shook and he slid down. Wang Yibo grabbed him with a big hand and supported him, preventing him from lying down. He thrust his waist vigorously, pushing his penis into Xiao Zhan's body again and again. The hole full of lewd fluid was incredibly moist, tightly and fully wrapped around Wang Yibo. He wished that every time he pushed Xiao Zhan, he would beg for mercy.
Looking at Xiao Zhan's lewd and beautiful face, Wang Yibo's anger did not dissipate at all because of his weakness. Wang Yibo had never thought about this inexplicable relationship from the beginning. He had always been like this, doing what he wanted, regardless of other things.
But Xiao Zhan obviously thought a lot, and the most of them must be how to escape this dependence, dependence on alpha's satisfaction, and dependence on sex with Wang Yibo.
After knowing that he was an alpha in his teens, Wang Yibo didn't take it seriously, because to him, it seemed that this physique was no different from that of others. Except that he would be particularly rough and lasting in sex, he had also spent a lot of money to go to the private brothels opened by foreigners, and the omega prostitutes he had slept with didn't make him feel any different.
In the carriage, Wang Yibo found that Xiao Zhan was an omega and was in heat. Because of his mother, he shouldn't touch him, but at that time, he was like a demon. He was hooked by the lustful Xiao Zhan and lost his mind. After that time, the following things became out of his control.
'Obviously, being like this with me can make him less painful, why does this person still fantasize about freedom and getting rid of it when he knows it's impossible?'
After thrusting hard, Wang Yibo reached out to Xiao Zhan's chest and pinched the nipples on his chest. The sensitive points were constantly teased, and Xiao Zhan couldn't digest the pleasure all at once, but he desperately wanted more. He twisted his buttocks and pushed back, looking at Wang Yibo who was pressing down on him.
Wang Yibo grabbed Xiao Zhan's hair and pulled his head back. Xiao Zhan cried out in pain, but was immediately taken back by the numbness from his lower body. This affair was unprecedentedly rough. Xiao Zhan felt in a trance that Wang Yibo was gently rubbing the glands on the back of his neck with his teeth, and the overwhelming stimulation came in waves.
For a moment, Wang Yibo really wanted to bite it down like this, bite through his glands, let him be branded with his own mark, and he would never be able to escape in this life, and he would never want any freedom in this life.