The pain that Zuo Baixuan experienced during the temporary marking was likely due to insufficient space in the glandular channels, leading to stinging pain caused by excessively high pheromone concentrations.
The current state of Luan Yenan's body is also due to the excessively high concentration of pheromones, which has led to self-attack. This situation is more like that of a first-time user who has tasted the sweetness of pheromones and has been in a state of "unsatisfied desire" ever since.
Thinking of this, Luan Yenan couldn't help but cover her face.
Even though she was thick-skinned and never cared about these things, the conclusion that her physical abnormality stemmed from a huge misunderstanding was just too funny.
However, if I had known about this situation earlier, what if this misunderstanding had been avoided?
Will this reduce the various setbacks in the process and allow Zuo Baixuan to accept herself sooner, or will it cause Zuo Baixuan to be hurt again before she understands her own heart, and hide in deeper shackles?
Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore, this is the best route.
She's not the kind of person who endlessly reflects on "what ifs" after every step she takes. What she wants is for every step to be what she desires, and for the final result to be satisfactory.
Luan Yenan looked down at Zuo Baixuan in his arms, who was smiling faintly even in her sleep. Because of the permanent mark between them, even her current joy could be tasted from the faint vanilla scent.
She liked this feeling; the two of them seemed to become one, and even their joy was filled with tacit understanding.
Luan Yenan curled up the corners of his mouth and gave Zuo Baixuan a light kiss on the cheek.
The tear stains from last night, which had dried completely, still retained a salty-sweet taste.
Zuo Baixuan, who was in his arms, seemed to sense that someone was acting like a spoiled child. She looked up sleepily, saw that it was Luan Yenan as expected, and gave him a resentful look.
Her whole body ached, and she angrily grabbed Luan Yennan, squeezing him so hard he was deformed. Then she turned around angrily, rolled up all the blankets, and left Luan Yennan no chance.
Luan Yenan laughed, his smile filled with doting affection, his eyes suppressing his impulse, and he could only silently tell himself that there was plenty of time in the future.
He rolled over and got out of bed.
She picked up the soaked hospital gown from the ground.
Last night, the conditions were poor, and the hospital gown became the casualty.
Luan Yenan didn't mind. He got up and took another set of clothes from the cabinet, then threw the soaking wet hospital gown into the laundry basket in the private bathroom.
She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.
The pheromone imbalance that had plagued her for several days left her pale, even though she had a very good night's sleep.
Let's take a look at the back of the neck.
There were still shallow wounds on the glands, traces of Zuo Baixuan tearing off the scabs.
Light pink new flesh is growing.
"Wow, those really are scissors! Great skill, the blades are so clean," Luan Yenan exclaimed, looking in the mirror.
"Are you mocking my skills?" Zuo Baixuan, wrapped in a blanket, leaned against the bathroom door, her face flushed, exuding a spring-like aura despite the winter weather.
Because of their close pheromone connection, Luan Yenan could sense that Zuo Baixuan struggled to get out of bed not long after he got up without even turning his head.
She could also sense from Zuo Baixuan's pheromones that even her simple act of leaving the bed for two steps made Zuo Baixuan feel uneasy about losing her.
Zuo Baixuan clearly knew that she was just going to the restroom.
Can't you even handle this?
Zuo Baixuan, you are the one who loves me so much.
Luan Yenan turned around and laughed unrestrainedly.
She didn't speak, but Zuo Baixuan would definitely understand.
Zuo Baixuan pursed her lips.
Yes, yes, I love you! Didn't I say that yesterday? It's nothing new!
Zuo Baixuan also hid all her words in her eyes, and then gave a soft hum.
Since all her little thoughts were now out of the question, she decided to take two steps closer to Luan Yenan and expose her clinginess, dependence, and insecurity to him.
Luan Yenan readily accepted, pulling the person into his arms: "Why did you get up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Zuo Baixuan leaned against Luan Yenan's shoulder and shared part of the blanket with her. As she opened the blanket, she glanced at the marks left on their bodies from yesterday.
Neither of them gave in.
Zuo Baixuan suppressed a laugh and sighed, saying, "I still remember this is your hospital room. How can I sleep peacefully? Unlike some people..."
Luan Yenan could only accept the title "certain people" and laughed: "What's wrong with certain people?"
Zuo Baixuan never expected Luan Yenan to be so shameless, and even pressed him for an answer. She gritted her teeth and replied fiercely, "You have no self-control."
What's the point of having a face? Can a face feed you?
cannot.
But a wife can be eaten as food.
"You can't blame me, someone just couldn't stop eating it." Luan Yenan said, turning his head to take another light breath on Zuo Baixuan's white and smooth swan neck.
The tickling made Zuo Baixuan shrink her neck and let out a soft groan. She quickly pushed Luan Yenan's head away, saying, "Why are you like this!"
Luan Yenan understood perfectly what Zuo Baixuan meant this time, and replied with a smile, "I never thought I'd be like this. I have the potential to become a monarch who neglects his duties. How about I just get discharged now and go home to sleep for three days and three nights?"
Zuo Baixuan was speechless for a moment. Even without the aid of pheromones, she could tell what "sleep" meant just by looking at the reflection in the mirror. At this moment, Luan Yenan's smile was as alluring as that of a vixen.
Who exactly is the monarch who doesn't hold morning court?
Zuo Baixuan tried to dodge, but her body was restrained, and she remembered that she had wrapped Luan Yenan in a blanket to keep her warm. Now the two of them were still one.
Luan Yenan leaned against her as she moved, pinning her against the sink.
Zuo Baixuan regretted being wrapped up like a dumpling and unable to move. This person was taking advantage of the fact that nothing could be seen under the blanket and was not honest.
But the indescribable feeling made her lose the will to resist. She let go of her strength and leaned back, simply enjoying the softness behind her. She lowered her voice and accused in a low voice, "Why do I feel like you don't care about the company at all from beginning to end? You don't think that because I own the most shares, you can just wash your hands of it, do you?! Do you remember that when we registered 'Yituan', both of our names were on it? It's our child too."
"Yes, I know, but you handled it very well before, and I don't think there's anything to add." Luan Yenan maintained his original attitude, praising him while giving him a reward.
"Hmm...hmm?" Zuo Baixuan's consciousness almost blurred. She quickly pulled herself back and asked, "Wait, I remember Luo Yun telling me that you sold 'blockchain coins' and accumulated a lot of funds. Are you planning to... mess with your uncle?"
"Luo Yun really tells you everything. While I was away, you two got along quite well? Could it be that Luo Yun took care of everything for you in the next room?" Luan Yenan bent down, pressing Zuo Baixuan down to lean against the sink.
"You... what nonsense are you talking about! No, you're changing the subject. Wait a minute, I just realized... you... you knew all along that I was going to deal with Ji Liangquan... did you... did you have a plan all along? You... you also used me?" Zuo Baixuan looked up, trying to find a flaw in Luan Yenan's face.
But.
What flaw is that?!
This person was blatantly arrogant, his face beaming with a crazed and triumphant smile, just like the way his hands moved.
Moreover, the pheromones were so rampant.
The fact that she had been permanently marked just yesterday made Zuo Baixuan extremely sensitive, leaving her speechless for a moment.
Luan Yenan stared at Zuo Baixuan without saying a word. Zuo Baixuan was so curious that she wondered what was so interesting about her face.
Zuo Baixuan looked at herself in the mirror, and then the pink on her face turned bright red. She angrily tried to struggle and twisted her body.
At least changing your perspective is better than facing a mirror!
Luan Yenan, what a pervert!
But Luan Yenan was so delighted with Zuo Baixuan's actions that he leaned down and kissed her from the side.
Zuo Baixuan exhausted her strength once again.
This woman is such a bully!
...
Luan Yenan carried Zuo Baixuan back to the hospital bed, changed her clothes, lay down, and stayed with her for half an hour before seeing her slowly open her eyes again.
"Haven't you answered my question yet?" This time, Zuo Baixuan refused to share a blanket with Luan Yenan, wrapping herself tightly to prevent her from touching her.
Luan Ye leaned against her arm, her long, wavy hair cascading down like a waterfall, its dark sheen shining beautifully in the morning light.
Zuo Baixuan closed her eyes.
I won't let her touch me, and I won't let her see me!
Both are very dangerous!
Luan Yenan chuckled lightly.
The laughter was silent and still, yet it was very obvious.
The air was filled with the scent of breath, and pheromones were swirling around.
The vodka stirred the vanilla and swirled it around.
Zuo Baixuan responded again, and angrily crawled into the quilt, turning herself into a silkworm cocoon to hide.
A protest came from under the covers: "Luan Yenan, you're so annoying! Can you please stop changing the subject like that? Seriously! If you keep stalling, I'm leaving soon!"
"Leave? Why do you want to leave?" Luan Yenan pulled the blanket down, found Zuo Baixuan's forehead, and kissed her lightly. "Is there a problem with my wife coming to keep me company? I don't think there's any problem."
Zuo Baixuan crawled out from under the covers and bumped her forehead against Luan Yenan's chin.
Luan Yenan almost bit his tongue, but he felt no remorse whatsoever, and snorted, "If people knew I climbed over the balcony to find you, what would they think of me?"
"How do I think it is... it's probably because he has a wife," Luan Yenan pointed to himself, then to Zuo Baixuan, "so he must have a wife."
Thinking that this was indeed a precedent set by Luan Yenan, Zuo Baixuan laughed, then nodded and shook her head.
"Then I need to get up and change my clothes, the clothes from yesterday..."
Zuo Baixuan then remembered this matter.
What about my own clothes?
fine.
They're all on the sofa.
Apart from the surface tear marks, there was nothing unusual.
Zuo Baixuan rolled her eyes at Luan Yennan, poked Luan Yennan's bouncy chest, and imitated her in a blatantly lewd manner: "So, you still haven't said whether you used me too?"
"You already have the answer, don't you?" Luan Yenan didn't hide anything, just looked at Zuo Baixuan with a smile.
Zuo Baixuan moved the finger that was poking her chest to Luan Yenan's face: "You...you really are a qualified capitalist. I thought you were heartbroken by my manipulation, but I didn't expect you to turn the tables on me and even take advantage of my manipulation."
Zuo Baixuan certainly didn't blame him. On the contrary, she felt much better after hearing that Luan Yenan had also made plans in advance.
Luan Yenan held her finger in his mouth and said softly, "I am sad... there is some sadness, after all, it is the woman I love who is unwilling to trust me and does so many things behind my back. I can't even help her openly, I can only do things in secret. But I am more pleased with your growth in such a short time. I asked you to use me, and you used me very successfully. I am very satisfied."