Patient relationship

Jian Yang bought a lot of sour snacks and drinks before going home, and even replaced the shower gel with refreshing lemon.I walked into the sex shop timidly and bought a pair of handcuffs, the kind with padded inner circle, but the color is a bit too "sexy".

Jian Yang felt as if he had strayed into a cult organization called "Acid Worshiping God", and carried out a series of weird sacrificial activities before going to bed.

After soothing his wayward glands, Jian Yang cuffed his wrists to the bedpost, closed his eyes and threw away the handcuff key, making sure that even his own brain didn't know where the key was, and fell asleep nervously.

Early the next morning, Jian Yang successfully woke up in bed. There was no sign of sleepwalking, and his body did not rebel. He sat up in relief and fell into another predicament.

where is the key

Brain: Even I don't know, who do you ask?

Jian Yang was confused for a moment, and began to look for the keys all over the bed, but his range of activities was limited to where one hand and two feet could reach. He lifted the quilt and searched carefully, but to no avail.

Fortunately, the mobile phone was placed on the bedside table, within his reach. In order not to starve to death or suffocate at home, he picked up the mobile phone and prepared to call Ms. Zhuang.

Coincidentally, extreme thirst broke out at this time, and Jian Yang's fingers were self-consciously placed on Cheng Yu's phone, and before Jian Yang could respond, the call was quickly connected.

Cheng Yu's deep and pleasant voice came from the receiver: "Hello."

Jian Yang shuddered, feeling that his ears wanted to run away, and tried to crawl to Cheng Yu's end along the phone signal.

"Oh, good morning..." The first half of the sentence was what Jian Yang wanted to say.

"Are you free? Can you come and find me, I'm in a little trouble," Jian Yang swore, the second half of the sentence was said by his mouth.

Cheng Yu responded immediately: "Okay, where are you?"

Jian Yang couldn't control his mouth, so he decided to let it play freely: "I'm at home, I'll send you the address now, please hurry up."

Fingers quickly took over from the mouth, moved quickly, and sent Cheng Yu's detailed address.

Jian Yangsheng lay down unrepentantly, his tongue seemed to know that he would taste the green apricot he wanted immediately, his mouth was drooling non-stop, and he swallowed in no hurry.

Just half an hour later, the doorbell rang, and Jian Yang couldn't help being a little suspicious, isn't it a 10-[-]-minute drive?

Cheng Yu's phone call came quickly, and Jian Yang pressed to connect, temporarily gaining control over his body: "Are you ringing the doorbell?"

Cheng Yu: "It's me, can't you open the door?"

Jian Yang: "Well...the password is 5XXXXX, open it yourself."

The beep sound of the electronic lock being touched soon came from the receiver. Jian Yang took a deep breath and said in a very fast voice: "Let me describe my situation to you first. I will get sick from time to time. The symptoms are Lose control of my body, so no matter what I do later, you don't mind, I'm just sick!"

There were two crisp beeps of "Didi", and the door opened in response, and at the same time, Cheng Yu's response came from the receiver: "Okay, I got it."

Cheng Yu closed the door, walked in along the porch, and took a quick look at Jian Yang's bachelor apartment.Brown wooden floors, apricot linen curtains, the sofa looks big and soft, the wall cabinets and dining table are all solid wood, and there are cute little things in every corner: fake cat dolls, magazines hanging And the small bookshelf of comics, and the cute little ornaments scattered on the coffee table, like some kind of travel souvenirs.

Like his own style, it is comfortable, warm and full of life.

"Thank you for coming." Jian Yang's voice came from the direction of the bedroom, hazy and unreal.

Cheng Yu walked in following Jian Yang's voice, pushed open the innermost door, and saw Jian Yang sitting on the head of the bed.

The soft morning sun shines on this man through the linen curtains. He is wearing soft cotton pajamas, his slightly long hair hangs softly on his forehead, with his hands behind his back, he raised his head helplessly: "I..."

Cheng Yu couldn't tell whether it was the whiter bedding or Jian Yang's glowing skin, so he approached him and whispered, "What's the matter?"

Jian Yang raised the tip of his nose, and frowned in displeasure: "Are you wearing a quarantine sticker?"

Cheng Yu nodded slightly startled: "Yes."

Jian Yang's mouth began to play freely again: "Tear it off."

Without asking why, Cheng Yu obediently tore off the sticker, and the faint scent of green apricot soon wafted through the bedroom.

Mr. Mouth pouted: "It needs to be thicker."

Cheng Yu remembered what Jian Yang said just now, "If you lose control of your body, don't mind whatever you do, it's just that you're sick..."

So Cheng Yu stood still by the bed, trying to emit soothing pheromones, and wrapped Jian Yang with the rich green apricot fragrance.

Jian Yang's facial cells began to act spontaneously in groups, showing a weeping expression, Mr. Mouth continued to work hard for the cause of revolution: "Come here and give me a hug."

Cheng Yu sat down on the side of the bed according to his words, raised his hand to put Jian Yang in his arms, and patted him on the back.

Jian Yang let out an extremely refreshing sigh, curled up softly in Cheng Yu's arms, and breathed in the fragrance around him.

Only then did Cheng Yu realize that something was wrong, Jian Yang nestled in his arms in a strange posture, only half of his body fell to the ground, because his left hand was handcuffed on the bedpost.

"This is?" Cheng Yu took his wrist and carefully looked at the pink leopard-print handcuffs.

Jian Yang's consciousness came back for a second: If I said that I was robbed last night and the robber handcuffed me at home, would he believe it?

Without waiting for Jian Yang to explain, Cheng Yu said, "Did I do it by accident?"

Jian Yang: What kind of receptivity is this that makes me feel that I am fine and handcuffed myself at home to play.

"There was an accident, and my body would lose control from time to time, so I handcuffed myself to the bed so as not to do anything dangerous."

"Well," Cheng Yu accepted it for a second, and then reacted: "Did you call me because you couldn't get the handcuffs off?"

Jian Yang's whole body's organs rebelled in unison. He wrapped his active arm around Cheng Yu's waist, buried his head and took a deep breath: "No, I just want to see you."

The tips of Cheng Yu's ears were red, and he gave a soft "um" and stroked Jian Yang's hair, "I want to see you too."

Jian Yang's deity: No, don't take it seriously, you have already said that I am out of control.

Cheng Yu hugged Jian Yang for a while, and his eyes fell on the handcuffs unconsciously. The pink leopard print ring held a white and shiny wrist. He always felt an indescribable sexiness, which made his mouth dry. Dry tongue feeling.

Jian Yang noticed his gaze, turned around to look, and finally remembered the main purpose of this meeting:

"Can you help me find the key? I don't know where it went, it should be in the bedroom."

Cheng Yu got up and looked around, and soon found the small key by the rug at the end of the bed. He picked it up and took a look. He felt that the shape of the key was very unique, and after looking carefully for a while, he finally realized what it was. ——

——A shrunken penis.

A little too fancy...

Cheng Yu's fingertips were hot, and he was holding the key to unlock Jian Yang, but Jian Yang suddenly stepped back, Cheng Yu was full of doubts.

Jian Yang struggled to control the words: "You...you can just put the key on the bedside table. I'm afraid that if you open it now, I will do something strange."

Cheng Yu was puzzled: "What will you do?"

Jian Yang blankly gave a reason: "Self-harm."

Even if Jian Yang was killed, he would not tell Cheng Yu what his illness was.

How should I say it?Do you want to say: My glands are in estrus? I am addicted to you during the estrus period. It takes the lead in rebellion and unites all the organs and tissues in my body to rebel, trying to take you home and suck it every day.

Impossible to say, impossible in this life.

Cheng Yu's pupils shrank sharply when he heard the word "self-mutilation". Although he didn't know whether high-functioning autism would cause self-mutilation behavior, he judged it based on Jian Yang's behavior of handcuffing himself to the head of the bed. , the condition must have reached a very serious level.

"I'm worried about you staying at home alone like this." Cheng Yu said worriedly.

"Then you take me away, I will go wherever you go!" Obviously, this is what Jian Yang said by himself.

"Okay," Cheng Yu nodded solemnly, uncuffed Jian Yang, and rubbed his red wrist bones distressedly.

With the release of the handcuffs, as if some kind of mechanism had been activated, the escaped rebel team was out of control. With a snap, Jian Yang stuck to Cheng Yu's back like a piece of brown candy.

The corners of Cheng Yu's lips raised unconsciously, and he bent his knees and carried Jian Yang on his back.Jian Yang lay on Alpha's broad and strong back, looking small. His nose tip was right on the back of Cheng Yu's neck, breathing in the scent of green apricot from the glands from zero distance, Jian Yang felt drunk.

The cells in the whole body joined hands and danced in a circle, cheering and singing together: "Ha-le-lu-ya! Lelujah! Lelujah!"

Cheng Yu dragged the fluffy omega with one hand, opened the closet with the other hand, packed a few changes of clothes for Jian Yang in the bedding bag, tilted his head and asked softly, "Do you want to come down and change clothes?"

Jian Yang buried his head in sucking on the "cat" until he was in a trance, and said softly, "No, I don't want to come down."

Cheng Yu's legs trembled when he was hooked by the small hook in the ending, tried to stabilize his figure, and carried Jian Yang to the bathroom of the master bedroom to pack his towels and toothbrush.

Before going out, Cheng Yu turned around and went back to the bedroom to find a long sun protection suit, covered Jian Yang behind it, and walked towards the door: "Follow me to the company first, rest in my bedroom during the day, and I will take it with you at night. You go home."

Is it possible for Boss Jane, who is dominated by the rebels, to refuse?

Does not.

So Cheng Yu carried Jian Yang out of the apartment, met the driver who was waiting downstairs, and packed Boss Jane back to the Xijiao Science and Technology Park.

It literally means "packing", Jian Yang is like a pendant the whole time, sticking to Cheng Yu's body, refusing to separate even the slightest bit.

When he got outside the Solilo company building, Cheng Yu picked up Jian Yang who was sitting on his lap with one hand, changed his posture and put his back on his back, properly covered the sun protection clothing, and strode into the company building.

As soon as they entered the door, a strong wind swept over the air curtain machine above the gate, and the fluffy sun protection clothing was blown five meters away in an instant, revealing Jian Yang's face full of intoxication.

Ever since, all the employees of Solilo Company were confused by a shocking melon on this day:

The wise and mighty Cheng Shuai came to the company with his omega on his back. That omega had a youthful face and was still wearing pajamas.Yes, it is the toffee-flavored omega.