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When the peach blossoms in the courtyard began to sprout, Xiao Zhan accompanied Mrs. Wang to the temple again.
The weather was very good that day, and Mrs. Wang was in good spirits. She kept chatting with Xiao Zhan in the carriage. In the past few months since he came to the Wang family, although Xiao Zhan knew that the owner here had never treated him as an outsider, he was restrained and polite, always reminding himself that he was living under someone else's roof.
In the shaking carriage, Mrs. Wang pulled Xiao Zhan over and said, "Zhan Zhan, have you been alone for so many years?"
Xiao Zhan was stunned. He didn't expect Mrs. Wang to ask this. He nodded and felt a little embarrassed.
"Have you ever thought about getting married?"
"I haven't thought about it."
Mrs. Wang let go of Xiao Zhan's hand, looked at him thoughtfully, and sighed softly. The sound was very unnoticeable, as thin as a needle drilling into Xiao Zhan's ears.
"You are a person with a temper that will torture yourself the most. If someone can accompany you, I think your mother will be happy."
Hearing her mention his mother, Xiao Zhan felt very uncomfortable and could only continue to nod and hum softly.
Mrs. Wang waved her hand and said, "Since you want to gain a foothold in the capital, although the Wang family can take care of you, you still have to have your own family business. This is the way of the world. It's better to fight alone than to have someone behind you." Xiao Zhan lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't know what Mrs. Wang was going to say.
"The Xu family that used to make silver jewellery with our family was pretty good. They had good character. Although the family was not very big, they had enough wealth. The two managers in the family were also easy to get along with. I heard that their daughter just turned 18 this year and wanted to find a marriage." Xiao Zhan raised his head, widened his eyes, and was full of surprise.
Mrs. Wang saw it, took his hand, and said softly, "Zhan Zhan, do you think your aunt underestimated you and didn't find you a better family?"
"No, it's not." Xiao Zhan's hand was cold and was held by Mrs. Wang.
"Hey, a gentleman like you deserves a better girl, but you know that you are not the type to compete. If you really find a powerful person, I am afraid you will suffer. The girls in Beijing are not like those in Xucheng. They are all smart." Mrs. Wang thought he felt that the Xu family was not good enough, so she reasoned with him.
"No, aunt, I don't mean that. I just..." Xiao Zhan didn't know how to explain.
"Then for my sake, can you meet her?"
"Okay."
Xiao Zhan stopped talking, and Mrs. Wang let go of his hand with satisfaction, then slightly opened the curtain of the carriage. The scenery outside began to change little by little, and the spring light was mottled in the mountains and forests, but Xiao Zhan didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate this beautiful scenery.
In the temple, Xiao Zhan saw the young abbot Zengqin again, who walked towards him. Xiao Zhan nodded and greeted him.
"Donor Xiao, you look a little thinner than the last time I saw you." Zengqin's eyes did not stay on Xiao Zhan, but he took a stick of incense, lit it, shook it, and put it on the incense table.
"Really?"
"Do you remember what I said to Donor Xiao last time?" Zengqin came over and looked at Xiao Zhan. The sandalwood smell on him was very strong, even stronger than the one in front of the incense table in the Buddhist Hall. Xiao Zhan was a little dizzy and took a step back.
There were only two of them in the Buddhist Hall. There was a monk in front of him knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures. The huge Buddha statue was solemnly placed high up. There were a few places where the red paint on the vermilion pillars had fallen off. This Buddhist Hall was in the shade, and the sunlight could not shine in. The bamboo forest in front was like a door to another world, blocking it tightly.
Xiao Zhan felt dizzy and felt that he was about to lose his balance. He looked at Zeng Qin standing still and staring at him for a long time, then he took a step and walked a few steps to the side, and whispered: "Donor Xiao, do you know? I have seen many people who come to pray to Buddha here. The biggest demons of these men and women are very similar."
"Huh?"
"People are really selfish. No matter how many books a top scholar has read or how many noble ladies have seen the world, they all seek the heart of one person in their hearts." Zeng Qin turned sideways and looked at Xiao Zhan. "But the human heart is often the most difficult."
Xiao Zhan did not respond from beginning to end. He was dizzy from the sandalwood, and the sound of the wooden fish in the front hall was like hypnosis. At this moment, the young abbot in front of him exuded a temperament that he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend. Xiao Zhan was a little scared. He moved his legs and wanted to go out. As soon as he turned around, he heard the person behind him say: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Xiao, I told you this because I saw it."
Xiao Zhan stopped and asked, "What did you see?"
"I saw that you and I are the same person."
A gust of wind blew over, making the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest rustle. Xiao Zhan stood under the eaves and dared not move.
On the return carriage, Xiao Zhan did not speak at all for the rest of the time. Mrs. Wang thought he was tired and let him rest. When he got off the car, she reminded him of his meeting with Miss Xu and comforted him with a few words before leaving.
When he returned to the room, Cui'e had been waiting for him. She had heated the decocted medicine twice. Cui'e complained, "Master Xiao Zhan, if you don't come back, I will have to heat the medicine for the third time. Can you still drink it?"
Xiao Zhan was not in a good mood today and did not want to play with Cui'e. He took the medicine and drank it, saying, "Cui'e, I'm a little tired. You go back."
"Oh, okay, then you should rest early." Cui'e was a sensible person. She knew that Xiao Zhan was not in a good state today, so she quickly stopped talking and walked out of the room with an empty bowl.
The peach tree outside the window finally began to sprout new buds. It was Cui'e who discovered it. She was as happy as a child that day and ran to tell Xiao Zhan the good news.
Xiao Zhan sat at the table, thinking about what Zeng Qin said today-
"Donor Xiao, sometimes we are born with many things that cannot be changed. People like you and me are destined to have no good end."
"A long time ago, I told someone that everyone has a hurdle in their life that they can't get over. You think you will forget it, but you just avoid it deliberately."
"I smell the change in your scent. Although I don't know what kind of person you are, out of kindness, I want to tell you that our constitutions are born unfair to their constitutions, and many things are unattainable."
He doesn't know if it's because of the medicine, he feels very bitter in his mouth, and that bitterness keeps seeping into his heart and into his blood, the blood that makes him unbearable.
He took a breath, but still felt his chest tighten. Wang Yibo's voice appeared in his ears like a devil. There was a spring breeze outside the window, but he didn't feel warm at all.
The meeting with Miss Xu was set by Mrs. Wang on a day, and the place was set in a teahouse.
Xiao Zhan arrived early, and Cui'e accompanied him. She wanted to refuse, but she always felt that it would be less awkward to have someone accompany her at this time.
On the way to the teahouse, Cui'e sat in the carriage and kept lifting the curtain to look out. When she saw something interesting, she would pat Xiao Zhan who was reading a book next to her and ask him to look too.
"Master Xiao Zhan, look, the one making dough figurines is so amazing." Cui'e lifted the curtain and pointed to a small vendor making dough figurines below. Xiao Zhan looked out and saw a little girl waiting for the dough figurines to be made.
"Eh, Master?" Suddenly, Cui'e saw something and shouted in surprise. Xiao Zhan was stunned and saw Wang Yibo riding a horse outside the carriage, going the opposite side of them.
This person looked at him and Cui'e expressionlessly.
"Master, are you going back?" The coachman saw his own master and stopped the carriage. Cui'e hung up the curtain and talked to Wang Yibo carelessly.
Wang Yibo glanced at Xiao Zhan, then turned to Cui'e and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Oh, we're going to the Yongfu Teahouse. Madam has arranged for Master Xiao Zhan to have tea with Miss Xu."
Before Xiao Zhan could tell Cui'e to shut up, she had already spoken out. Wang Yibo frowned and looked at Xiao Zhan without saying anything.
"Master, the snacks at Yongfu Teahouse are delicious. Do you want me to bring you some when I go back?"
"No." After Wang Yibo finished speaking, he flicked the whip and rode away. Cui'e stared blankly at Wang Yibo who was going away, a little at a loss.
"Strange, Master, why does he look so unhappy?" She muttered and lowered the curtain, and Cui'e was too lazy to look out again.
Miss Xu was not much different from what he imagined. She was a quiet lady from a well-off family. Perhaps she did not expect that the blind date she was arranged to have would be so handsome. After she sat down, her whole face turned red, and she did not dare to look directly at Xiao Zhan.
Cui'e watched from the side, smiling all the time. She was a girl, so she naturally understood girls.
"Master Xiao, what do you usually like to do?" Miss Xu hesitated for a long time and asked a question. She glanced at Xiao Zhan quickly and lowered her head again.
"I usually like to read books." Xiao Zhan answered politely and pushed the snack in front of Miss Xu.
"I like to read too. Next time I can take you to a study. There are many good books there." Miss Xu saw Xiao Zhan pushing the snack, her face turned red again, and she took the initiative.
"Well, okay." Xiao Zhan nodded, took a sip of tea, and looked downstairs outside the window. The street was full of people coming and going.
This blind date did not last long. In the end, Xiao Zhan and Miss Xu exchanged a few polite words and left.
Before Miss Xu left, she seemed to have something to say to Xiao Zhan. She hesitated for a while and glanced at the maid who followed her. In the end, she said nothing, bowed and left.
After returning to the Wang family, Cui'e complained about Xiao Zhan for a few words, saying that he was too introverted, unlike the young masters in the capital, who knew how to please girls, but this was also his good point, and so on.
Xiao Zhan was a little annoyed when he heard it, so he pushed Cui'e out and said he was going to sleep.
"Why are you sleeping in the daytime, Master Xiao Zhan? You usually don't sleep well at night, is it because you sleep too much during the day?" Cui'e seemed to be reluctant to leave before she finished her words.
"I woke up too early in the morning, I'm tired, please spare me, Cui'e." Xiao Zhan frowned and begged for mercy.
"Okay, okay, Master Xiao Zhan, if you get up, tell me and I'll bring you something to eat. It's said that my wife's distant relatives sent the best ingredients and will cook them tonight."
As she said this, Cui'e hummed a song and retreated.
Xiao Zhan didn't sleep, he just wanted to be alone.
The words of Zengqin in the temple have been ringing in his mind repeatedly recently, and then Wang Yibo's face, repeatedly intertwined, making him dizzy.
From the small soft couch in the room, looking out, you can just see the peach blossom outside the window. The spring rain is almost over, and the women of the Wang family are busy making summer clothes. Cui'e also ran to ask him if he wants to make a few in reserve.
But this peach blossom, it seems that it has not felt the atmosphere of the end of spring at all, so stubbornly, "sleeping" silently.
At dinner time, Wang Yibo came back. It was said that he went out to talk to someone. When he came back, his face was not very good. He sat down at the table and didn't say much.
When Xiao Zhan saw Wang Yibo, he became restrained unconsciously. He straightened his body. Mrs. Wang was whispering something in his ear, but he couldn't hear it.
"Yibo, you must be tired. Your cousin sent someone to send the best spring bamboo shoots. They were just picked. I asked the kitchen staff to make soup. You can try it." Mrs. Wang naturally loved her only son, and she wanted to give him the best.
"Okay." Wang Yibo took the bowl handed by the maid, took a sip, and said it was really fresh. Seeing that her son liked it, Mrs. Wang's smile became more obvious. She nodded and said that it was delicious too.
Xiao Zhan is not hungry. He doesn't know why he has not had much appetite recently. It's probably because the inhibitory drugs he brought have been damp. He is afraid that it will not work, so he always asks Cui'e to boil two doses in a bowl of medicine soup. He always feels bitter in his mouth after drinking too much, and naturally he can't eat anything.
"Why doesn't cousin eat? It's not to his taste?" Wang Yibo suddenly said, looking at Xiao Zhan.
Xiao Zhan was stunned, raised his head, looked at Wang Yibo, met his sharp eyes, and immediately dodged, and hurriedly evaded, "No, I had a snack in the afternoon, I'm not hungry."
"Well, the snacks in Yongfu Teahouse are famous for being good."
Wang Yibo picked up a piece of fish and said this slowly. Xiao Zhan immediately understood in his heart that he must have known that he went on a blind date with Miss Xu. It had nothing to do with him, but Xiao Zhan always had an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
"You want to eat it too? That's perfect. When Zhan Zhan went to meet Miss Xu today, he brought me a box of peach blossom cakes. They were so sweet that I took a bite. I'll ask to send them to your room later." Mrs. Wang heard her son say something delicious and immediately added.
"Okay, I just like peach blossom cakes. Thank you, mother." Wang Yibo smiled and nodded, put a piece of spring bamboo shoots in Mrs. Wang's bowl, and looked at Xiao Zhan again, "I remember Miss Xu was pretty."
"Yeah, she was pretty." In fact, Xiao Zhan didn't remember what the lady looked like. He only remembered that she was a gentle girl, just like other ladies.
"I remember meeting her when I was a child. She is very gentle and a good match for my cousin."
"Yes, that's what I said. How could I just pick any girl for our Zhan Zhan? I would only feel relieved if I found the right one." Mrs. Wang echoed, her eyes narrowed with laughter, and she deliberately lowered her face to look at her son, "But you are not a child anymore. I think about what I told you last time. Don't fool me with business all day long."
"I know, I'll give you a grandson soon. My ears are calloused." Wang Yibo followed Mrs. Wang's words, laughed, and made it up.
The meal was particularly harmonious.
Wang Yibo was in a surprisingly good mood. He ate two bowls of rice and a bowl of soup, and told Mrs. Wang a lot of interesting things, which made the old lady very happy and then she went back to her room.
This night, everyone who ate at the table was in a good mood, of course, except Xiao Zhan.
When he returned to the room, Cui'e came in a panic, knocked on the door a few times, and then pushed it open.
Xiao Zhan happened to be reading the account book, and he was a little sleepy. He was waiting for Cui'e to bring the medicine soup over, and he would go to sleep after drinking it.
"Master Xiao Zhan, I, I, I made a mistake." Cui'e ran in with a sad face, speaking incoherently, with empty hands, and no medicine.
"What's wrong, Cui'e?" Xiao Zhan put down the account book and walked over.
"Today there were too many things. I originally asked another new girl to boil medicine for you, but she didn't tell me after boiling it, and it was knocked over by the dog in the wood room. It will take three or four hours to boil it again. You..." Cui'e looked like she was about to cry, and she was pacing in front of Xiao Zhan. Although she was usually disrespectful, from the attitude of Xiao Zhan and Chen Guanjia, it can be known that this medicine must be very important to Xiao Zhan.
Xiao Zhan was a little surprised. He was able to use this body within his control because he was taking twice the dose of medicine every day. He had never missed a time to take medicine. Even if he was delayed for some time because he was busy with business, he would definitely make up for it.
But looking at Cui'e's appearance, he felt a little reluctant.
"It's okay. It won't kill me if I don't drink it for a day." Xiao Zhan's voice was a little weak. "I'm going to sleep, Cui'e. Can you get up early tomorrow to boil the medicine and send it over?"
"Okay, okay, Master Xiao Zhan, you should rest early. I will get up at dawn tomorrow to boil the medicine, so that you can get up and eat breakfast and take the medicine. I will pay attention in the future and won't make mistakes again."
"It doesn't matter. You didn't mean it."
Cui'e made a mistake and didn't dare to say anything. She turned around and left quickly, fearing that she would make Xiao Zhan unhappy again. She didn't like Xiao Zhan to be in a bad mood, because there would be no smile on that face. She had seen Xiao Zhan's smile, which was so good that the spring scenery was dwarfed by it.
If he doesn't take the suppressant soup daily, he will definitely go into heat.
Xiao Zhan knew it, but he didn't know to what extent he would go into heat. He vaguely remembered that there were a few words in the book from the foreign vassal, but because the translation into Chinese was too error-prone, he didn't quite understand it.
Will they die? No, but it will make them miserable, like Xiao Zhan now.
He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a trance. The quilt on the bed had been crumpled into a mess. His fingers pinched into the flesh of his palms, and blood marks were pinched out, but the body's reaction did not decrease at all, and it became more and more intense.
The waves of numbness from his hole made him twist on the bed, but no matter how he rubbed, the thin quilt on the bed was already soaked with a layer of water stains. The emotions and emptiness from deep in his body were like a devil, pulling Xiao Zhan to lose his mind.
The whole room was filled with the smell of Xiao Zhan's body. The smell of infatuation was too strong, making Xiao Zhan feel nauseous. He hardened his heart and poked his finger into his hole. With the moan, he was still unsatisfied.
How could a finger, such a lustless thing, relieve him at this moment?
Xiao Zhan madly added another finger to it, his head raised high, his lips had been bitten by him and bleeding, his slender legs rubbed back and forth on the sheets, and his whole body was panting as if he was drowning.
Not taking inhibitory drugs for a day would not make him like this. What made him like this was Wang Yibo, the man who was playing with him from a high position. He closed his eyes, tears gushed out, shame, pain and physical unbearableness swept him like a hurricane.
Xiao Zhan was crazy, at least he was crazy at this moment.
If he still had a little sober reason, he would not be standing in front of Wang Yibo with only a coat on his body, like a lost madman.
The person in front of him didn't seem surprised by his arrival. Seeing his dishevelled self, he didn't say anything, just stared at him. Xiao Zhan's tears became even more uncontrollable just by entering the room, getting close to Wang Yibo, and smelling the pheromones on him. His legs trembled so much that he could hardly stand, and his clothes slipped off his body.
Through his tearful eyes, he saw Wang Yibo finally stand up and walk towards him, but his footsteps stopped in front of him.
"Are you in heat?" Wang Yibo asked in a deep voice, with no emotion.
Xiao Zhan didn't speak, he couldn't speak, he stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Wang Yibo. He just wanted this man to put that thing into his body fiercely. Nothing else mattered. Only when he was possessed by Wang Yibo could he feel alive and breathe.
But Wang Yibo obviously didn't want to make it easy for him. He ignored Xiao Zhan's raised and lowered hands and pushed him onto the bed. Xiao Zhan, with his hair dishevelled, fell into the bed full of Wang Yibo's scent. The familiar smell was overwhelming. He couldn't help but clamp the quilt that Wang Yibo had slept on between his legs, rubbing it back and forth, and making lewd moans.
"Cousin, do you want me to ask someone if Miss Xu can make you feel comfortable?" Wang Yibo stood by the bed, looking at the twisting Xiao Zhan, and said coldly.
Xiao Zhan knew that Wang Yibo was unhappy.
He stretched out his hand and looked at Wang Yibo. His beautiful face was more erotic because of his heat. His lips were slightly open and he whispered, "No, not her, I don't want her."
"Who do you want? Freedom? Then I'll ask for you if there is such a person in Beijing?" Wang Yibo remained unmoved, as if he had made up his mind to have a good "chat" with Xiao Zhan.
"Please." Xiao Zhan's inner pain was magnified because of his uncontrollable heat and the lewd movements of his body. "You want me too, I know."
He no longer wanted any face. The itching from his hole became unbearable because of Wang Yibo's breath. It felt like ants were crawling on his bones. All the blood in his head rushed to his most sensitive place. He looked at Wang Yibo unmoved and could only tremble and slowly open his legs to face Wang Yibo, revealing his lower body with lewd fluid.
Xiao Zhan was determined. He opened his body to Wang Yibo like a slut, posing in a way he had never done before. He didn't know how to seduce a man. He could only rely on the vaguely remembered postures that Wang Yibo liked in his daily sex life and imitate them.
Wang Yibo was naturally uncomfortable. Although he was not troubled by the heat period, Xiao Zhan's attraction to him was fatal. He couldn't tell whether this attraction came from the physical fit or the soul. The thing between his legs had begun to swell slowly, but he knew that he couldn't just give up.
For Wang Yibo, from childhood to adulthood, there was almost nothing he couldn't get. Xiao Zhan was an accident. Although he was pressed under him countless times, except in bed, this person's heart was absolutely not convinced by him.
He felt like Xiao Zhan's tool, a tool to relieve his lust. When he thought of this, Wang Yibo's heart sank.
"You can ask me to fuck you, but there is a request." Wang Yibo sat down on the bed. As soon as he sat down, Xiao Zhan hooked his legs around his waist. This man had completely lost himself in lust. His long legs and long hands were tightly pressed against Wang Yibo's body, and his body was rubbing back and forth.
"What request?" Xiao Zhan's voice was a little trembling. He pressed against Wang Yibo and felt that the smell was too good. He couldn't help but rub Wang Yibo like a puppy to bring some insignificant relief. His hand also touched Wang Yibo's crotch uncontrollably. That thing was already hard, and it burned Xiao Zhan's heart.
He longed for his already wet hole to be well satisfied by this thing. Apart from that, at this moment, he wanted nothing and nothing was important.
Wang Yibo also hugged Xiao Zhan with his backhand, and reached out to his already sticky hole. His calloused fingers gently poked in, causing Xiao Zhan to bounce violently. He hugged Wang Yibo tightly, and moaned happily.
The thick penis had replaced the fingers and pressed against Xiao Zhan's hole. The peach-like pheromone smell on Xiao Zhan's body was gushing out crazily, surrounding Wang Yibo. He took a deep breath, pushed the glans inside, and with one hand lifted Xiao Zhan's already wet forehead hair and stroked his beautiful face.
How could there be such a beautiful person?
Xiao Zhan's beauty is well known. From top to bottom of the Wang family, they all say that he is decent, gentle, and kind to others. They say that he has a good appearance. Wang Yibo believes that the young lady from the Xu family today must have been thinking about him.
But those people don't know that Xiao Zhan's most beautiful appearance is now, with his legs spread apart and pressed under him, his face red and white, his eyes out of focus looking at himself, just like a slut now.
This kind of beauty is without any disguise or outer garment. It is the beauty of Xiao Zhan itself. It is particularly fierce and even terrible because it is irrational.
Xiao Zhan does not seem to be satisfied with the heat of just a glans. He twists his hips and tries to swallow Wang Yibo a little more. He shakes Wang Yibo with both hands, shouting his dissatisfaction.
Wang Yibo smiled, and he pinched Xiao Zhan's chin, forcing him to look straight at himself, looking at his face reflected in those beautiful eyes. Xiao Zhan was a little scared. His brain was controlled by the flesh, but the remaining rationality made him a little timid. He didn't understand what Wang Yibo was going to do.
Wang Yibo saw the backward movement. His big hand pulled Xiao Zhan down, and his thick lower body directly penetrated into Xiao Zhan's wet hole, and was tightly wrapped.
"Well... good, so comfortable." Xiao Zhan couldn't stop shouting. He hugged Wang Yibo tightly, twisting his hips unwillingly, rubbing back and forth against Wang Yibo's lower abdomen.
There was only one candle still burning in the room. It was about to burn out, making some crackling sounds, struggling and refusing to go out.
Wang Yibo also felt great pleasure. He put his mouth on Xiao Zhan's neck. Every time he pushed inside, he could feel the peach blossom fragrance here getting stronger.
Wang Yibo stopped his body movements. He looked at Xiao Zhan. In the weak candlelight, Xiao Zhan's face was full of satisfaction and spring colour that he had never had before. He looked at himself and suddenly laughed.
"Am I crazy?" Xiao Zhan said softly while laughing. He pressed hard against Wang Yibo, hugged his hips, and pushed inside to let the thing go deeper. Why did this person hovering over his body seem to be the only god he could rely on at this moment? Xiao Zhan felt ridiculous and felt ridiculous.
Wang Yibo was stunned. He held Xiao Zhan's wrist with one hand and held it on the side of his head. He lowered his head and bit Xiao Zhan's neck without thinking. The blood soon seeped into his mouth with a peach blossom fragrance.
Before Xiao Zhan could scream, he covered Xiao Zhan's mouth with his other hand and thrust violently with his lower body, almost smashing him to pieces. What he had been thinking about for a long time in his heart was finally done. The satisfaction and sexual desire rushed to the top of Wang Yibo's head, and his scalp was numb with excitement.
Xiao Zhan, who was as high as the sky, was completely possessed by him.
"Do you feel good?" Wang Yibo held Xiao Zhan down and fucked him like crazy. For alphas, the pheromones on omega glands are the most aphrodisiac. He thrust hard, hugged Xiao Zhan to himself, held his hips with both hands, and moved up and down, making the sound of flesh colliding.
Xiao Zhan's arms fell weakly, and he sat on Wang Yibo. There were waves of pain in his neck, which were soon overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure in his lower body.
The candle on the table burned out the last drop of wax and went out with a snap.