Chapter 57

Wen Xiusen's fingers are slender and powerful, with well-proportioned knuckles, which are quite good-looking.

In the film that won the award before, Wen Xiusen once played a surgeon. In the movie, the doctor performed the operation. On the screen, Wen Xiusen's movements are very professional, and even the sutures and knotting techniques that are easy to show are very skilled.

That's what he practiced with gesture diagrams in medical textbooks and operating room documentaries.

This kind of attitude towards details is completely flawless, and has also been sincerely praised by the director.

However, after the film was released, the real evaluation of Wen Xiusen's hand close-up shots was not professional, rigorous or dedicated.

Rather—

sexy.

Only now, this long finger, which is recognized as perfect and sexy, is used on Bo Xiyun.

The skin on the back of the juvenile's neck is already thin and tender, while others are slender. Through the white to almost transparent skin, the outline of the knuckles on the back of the neck can be clearly seen.

And even the joints are difficult to withstand the rubbing and grinding of external forces, let alone glands that are a hundred times more tender than raw.

Pressed by the slender fingers, the new glands are so delicate and soft, like some lustrous flesh full of honey, and the soft and tender sweetness can be touched through the thin skin.

Wen Xiusen was much taller than Bo Xiyun, otherwise it would be impossible to trap people in his arms so easily.

The disparity in this stature contrasts quite sharply in every part. Wen Xiusen's palm is long and wide, and with just three fingers, he can cover the entire back of the young man's thin white neck.

The boy who couldn't stop trembling could not escape the seemingly loose confinement no matter what.

The boy's fair skin on the road was already soaked with fine sweat, and the back of his delicate neck was held in the man's palm, like a snow-white crane bird slaughtered by its neck.

The snow-colored white and the blue veins on Wen Xiusen's loose fingers formed a too clear gap, adding a heart-pounding color to the whole picture.

Fortunately, the adult man who had accumulated enough strength to scare people did not do anything too outrageous to the young man under his palm.

——If you ignore the boy's unstoppable tears and hoarse and intermittent sobbing at this moment.

No Omega would easily expose his glands to an Alpha, but unfortunately Bo Xiyun, who was completely lacking in gender knowledge, failed to take precautions early.

So that by this time, the boy had completely lost the strength to resist.

To the Alpha behind him, the newly-born glands were incomparably alluring and sweet, but to Bo Xiyun, a touch was enough to completely deprive him of his strength.

After being rubbed against the glands several times by the rough finger pulp, the juvenile's narrow waist was completely soft.

He was sitting in the man's arms with his back to the man. When he was just adjusted to this position, Omega's slender soles of feet would be able to step on Wen Xiusen's leg bones. Unable to step on it, the beautiful calf slipped down weakly, and was forced to be separated on both sides of the man's long legs. Not only the calf, but also the whole body could not stop tensing and trembling.

Bo Xiyun didn't know what Wen Xiusen wanted to do, and he had no time to think about it.

hurry up, ooh... it's over...

pity.

Backfired.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu!!"

The glands that had already been touched and reddened were covered with long fingers again, and this time, the man used his fingertips to grind and massage them.

This action almost caused the young man who was already on the verge of his limit to faint.

"...Ey, woo..."

Bo Xiyun really couldn't take it anymore, he struggled to push the Alpha's movements behind him with his elbows, desperately trying to push forward, even if it was only a little bit away.

It is better than this kind of severe torture like burning out.

However, only this poor escape is not allowed at all.

The boy's pushing arm didn't save much energy at all, and after only pushing it twice, he was directly grabbed by the upper arm of Wen Xiusen behind him.

Bo Xiyun is slender, his weight is too light, and there is not much flesh left in his arms, so that the man can directly grasp his upper arm with one hand, which is easy.

Immediately, the other slender upper arm of Omega was also held in the palm of the man's palm. Through the thin shirt, the tender part on the inside of the boy's arm was pinched by the warm and powerful thumb, so that his arm lost all strength. Only the slender white fingertips shivered weakly.

This posture of holding his arms from behind made the boy more thoroughly controlled.

The sobbing Omega was like a fragile and delicate doll that could only be manipulated at will, and Alpha's warm aura fell from behind, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

For Bo Xiyun, who was about to collapse, the only relief left at the moment was that the man used both hands to hold him, so he had no hands to grind the glands at the back of his neck.

But just this little consolation shattered into dust in the next second.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!!"

The glands, which had become fragile due to excessive rubbing, were once again covered by warm and powerful heat.

The young man's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils were already a little slack.

Wen Xiusen did not touch the back of his neck with his hands.

——It was changed to rubbing with the bridge of the nose.

From the first time he met Wen Xiusen after waking up, Bo Xiyun had a deep impression of the man's appearance.

Wen Xiusen's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Yi Zhongshen's, but because of his older age, Wen Xiusen is a bit more stern and cold.

The man's nose bone is high and well-defined. He is a natural type with superior bones, far better than those actors with delicate skin and insufficient bones.

After all, no matter how makeup and polish are applied, skeletal defects are difficult to make up for.

In contrast, Wen Xiusen's appearance is very suitable for the big screen, and he is also particularly favored by film directors.

But now, Bo Xiyun was forced to use the most fragile glands to depict the perfect arc of the bridge of the man's nose bit by bit.

While rubbing against the bridge of his nose, Wen Xiusen's breath was also falling on the white shoulders and neck of the young man.

The warm breath that was obviously a few degrees higher caused a thin layer of shivers on the delicate skin, but compared with the stimulation on the glands, it was too much to take into account.

At the end, when the tormented gland was finally kissed by Alpha's thin lips, the boy was already sobbing and couldn't help himself.

In this way, he was stimulated by his own pheromones from the newly-born glands.

The sweet orange blossom scent filled the house, and even the already stupefied teenager could clearly smell the light fragrance.

The bitter taste of the medicinal soup that made people choked between lips and teeth before, don't know when it disappeared, and it was completely replaced by this sweet and pleasant smell of clear orange.

This is the pheromone of Bo Xiyun.

Orange blossom aroma.

It's just that even though the bitter taste has disappeared, the young man still can't be comforted.

The glands that were finally stimulated by the pheromone seemed to have completely exhausted the energy of the whole body. The Omega, who was still struggling a bit before, completely softened and sat in Wen Xiusen's arms.

Because of this, he could feel the heat that became more and more distinct under his body.

It was the instinctive heat aroused by Omega's pheromones.

It is so clear that it cannot be ignored.

The young man who was almost out of strength sensed the silent danger, and instinct made him tremble and want to avoid it.

But before the action took shape, he was pressed tighter in his arms by the man behind him.

The restraint on the upper arm was finally released, but what was immediately held by the pliers became Bo Xiyun's slender and easily broken neck.

The slender big palm directly grabbed the boy's throat, and the warm tiger's mouth just caught Omega's slender Adam's apple. This time, Bo Xiyun's breath and life gate were in the other's hands.

The excessive possessiveness of men is beginning to emerge,

Not even a single bit of retreat is allowed.

The thin back was hugged, and the thin waist and crotch were pressed and unable to escape, as if the whole body of the young man would be melted into the scorching heat.

The touch on the back of the neck could no longer tell whether it was a rubbing or a kiss. In the most difficult moments, Bo Xiyun even felt fear in a trance, thinking that the thin skin of the gland would be directly bitten by the strong teeth.

Under the excessive stimulation, the boy's tense nerves were finally unsupported. Even in the end, Wen Xiusen didn't really do anything, nor did he mark Omega.

However, Bo Xiyun couldn't hold on, so he passed out.

He is too delicate.

Too tempting again.

When I woke up again, the room was still dimly lit. But the awakened Bo Xiyun's body was extremely tired and heavy, and he vaguely felt as if he had slept all day.

He blinked his eyes with difficulty, looked around, and confirmed that he was still in the room on the second floor, instead of being locked back in the previous single-family building.

There was only Bo Xiyun in the warm room—as for the other, Bo Xiyun confirmed from the moment he opened his eyes that the other was not there.

It is quite certain that it is not there, because now, Bo Xiyun is too sensitive to Wen Xiusen's breath, and it is impossible to mistake it.

The experience before falling asleep poured into his mind, and the weak boy could not help loosening his arms and burying himself in the soft pillow.

Almost suicidal.

The only thing fortunate is that the tingling and tingling feeling on the back of the neck is no longer there, instead, there is some cool moistness.

Bo Xiyun stretched out his hand and touched it carefully, and felt a little gelatinous solid like water.

It should be some kind of medical gel, but the effect is very obvious. The teenager feels a lot more relaxed, and the back of the neck is no longer tight. Instead, it is cold and very comfortable.

But even so, Bo Xiyun's fatigue in other parts of his body could not be ignored at all.

...he even had soft fingertips.

Bo Xiyun didn't want to reminisce about what happened before he fell asleep. Ever since he knew Wen Xiusen's hatred and disgust for him, his actions towards men had no lower limit.

But what Bo Xiyun couldn't understand was that despite tossing him over and over, Wen Xiusen didn't continue to the end.

Also not really marked.

Why?

Now Bo Xiyun knows very little about his current situation, and can only make guesses based on the only information. While he was thinking about it, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the strangeness on his body.

The boy was still covered with an unusually soft goose down quilt, but there were a lot of clothes stacked on top of the quilt and on both sides of his pillow.

Bo Xiyun curiously reached out and touched it.

He recognized that it was his own clothes.

When Wen Xiusen lived here before, Young Master Bo would occasionally come over and bring some change of clothes.

Bo Xiyun didn't quite understand why Wen Xiusen put these clothes next to him, but when he caught a glimpse of a gray shirt, his eyes couldn't help but pause.

The boy stretched out his hand, tried to restrain the trembling of his fingertips, and pulled out the neatly folded shirt.

This shirt is obviously not the style of the young master Bo, let alone his size, but much wider.

Bo Xiyun responded quickly.

This shirt belongs to Wen Xiusen.

Memories before falling asleep came flooding up, Bo Xiyun withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, and frowned at the shirt again.

In a fit of anger, he even wanted to push Wen Xiusen's clothes off the bed.

But at this moment, among those stacked clothes, Bo Xiyun suddenly encountered something hard.

He turned the slightly bulging pocket out and saw what was inside.

It was a cell phone.

The mobile phone was an old model, and it was packed in one of Bo Xiyun's own jackets. The boy immediately realized that this might be a spare phone that he had just put in.

Bo Xiyun immediately turned on the phone, and the phone was still powered. He tried to search and found that the accounts that were automatically logged in in various software on this phone were basically forcibly logged out because the password was changed.

Only one social software is still online.

face letter.

Bo Xiyun glanced at it and found that the Facebook account registered on this phone should be a trumpet account, and the ios system cannot log in to two Facebook accounts at the same time, so he used an old phone to log into the trumpet account.

At this moment, it is a crooked attack. The password of the account that Bo Xiyun mainly used before has been changed, but this trumpet has not been found, and now it can be checked with this backup machine.

Bo Xiyun quickly flipped through the letter, trying to find some valid information.

There are not many friends on this trumpet, but fortunately, they have added notes so that people will not be confused.

But just as the teenager was flipping through the address book, a message pop-up window for a group kept popping up.

It was a large group, filled with 500 people, and there were many reminders. Bo Xiyun didn't pay attention at first, until he realized that the content of the chat involved him, he stopped his gaze, and then clicked on the group chat.

The group was still chatting hotly.

[Is it true that Bo Si Shao is divided? 】

[Really, he has differentiated into an Omega. 】

Bo Xiyun glanced at it and found that this was a media group, many of whom spoke under the names of newspapers or self-media.

He clicked on the group members and found that the group owner of the chat group had been remarked by him before.

Thin Second Special Assistant - Meters.

This media group was built by Bo Ershao's assistant?

When Bo Xiyun checked it, the chat messages in the group were still accumulating.

Because there are many people, the chats are not the same.

Some people are talking.

[I felt it before, this young master is so spoiled that he can't bear the pain at all. It's strange that it's not an Omega, right? 】

[Indeed, when I first heard about his differentiation, I didn't feel it was news~]

[But this news is definitely still very attractive to release, and can make a fortune]

【When will the news be released? Still waiting for the news from Mi sir? 】

There is still a wave of people discussing.

[Then what about the so many artists he has fostered before? 】

[Especially Smell, he doesn't look like he can be slept with by an Omega]

[Wen Sheng was not slept before, he slept thinly four young masters, right? 】

[He still supports people to press himself? Isn't it hard to think about it... Just this young master, there are many people who are willing to serve without spending money]

This topic quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the group. For a time, other discussions stopped, and all the speeches focused on this matter.

There were a lot of smiles and expressions of unknown meaning in the group, but some people said it.

[This job is not easy to do, I guess Wen Sheng can bear it]

【What's wrong with this? 】

Immediately afterwards, the man said a word, and everyone in the group understood.

[Fourth Young Master is so spoiled that he can't stand the pain at all. He must be obedient to the hired workers. When the time comes to stop it, he has to stop immediately. Who can do this kind of patience? 】

Everyone was stunned.

[No wonder I can follow the young master for so long, forbearance. 】

[I can't see it, I thought Wen Sheng would be fierce. 】

[He must be fierce, you can tell by looking at the bridge of his nose, he had to endure it before]

【before? now what? 】

Immediately, someone spoke in a dark voice.

【Now? Which one doesn't know? Wen Yingdi is supporting Bo Shao's body. 】

[Why do you keep it, it's obvious]

The chat was quick, and Bo Xiyun looked at it roughly. He knew that the media in Xiangjiang had never been eloquent, so he didn't really take that information to heart.

But when he saw the last few articles, he suddenly realized something.

Before falling asleep, why didn't Wen Xiusen continue?

The man who has been fostered for three years may have only been used as a human-shaped prop. The young master uses him when he is happy, and immediately stops when he is not happy, but he has never considered Wen Xiusen's feelings.

But now, the situation is completely different.

Regardless of the situation or gender.

It was Wen Xiusen who became an almost dictatorial leader.

Coolness climbed up along the back, and Young Master Bo suddenly gave birth to an ominous guess.

Mr. Wen was not kind, and let him go with pity.

It was because the boy fainted and couldn't enjoy himself that he stopped.

The man was very patient, and even did not hesitate to recuperate his body, just to wait and settle the account with Bo Xiyun later.

Let the young master really experience that he is used as a venting tool that he does not need to take into account, no matter how much he cries, he will not stop.

——The feeling of being at the mercy of another person.