Cyrysanthemum Garden (ABO desire)-Chapter 51 -:50

The door slammed.

As soon as Cai Hong left, Hua Yong immediately put aside his previous indifference. He loosened his grip on Sheng Shaoyou’s wrist and asked him softly, "Mr. Sheng, do you want Chinese or Western dim sum?"

He usually avoids the important issues, but this time he obviously can’t get away with it.

Sheng Shaoyou frowned, "What’s wrong with you? Who is that person? Your brother? A doctor?" His eyes swept over the hemostatic patch on Hua Yong’s arm, and Sheng Shaoyou grabbed his arm that was hidden behind him, "What is this?"

Hua Yong struggled for a bit, but she didn’t pull her arm out of his grasp. She complained like a spoiled child, "Mr.

Sheng, you’re grabbing me so hard it hurts."

Sheng Shaoyou gritted his teeth, but he had no way to deal with him. He loosened his grip on his arm a little:

"Hua Yong, tell me the truth. Didn’t you say you would never lie to me again?"

"I didn’t lie to you." Hua Yong said seriously, "Mr. Sheng, don’t be angry. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know."

Sheng Shaoyou was not good at evading the question.

He stared at him and asked, "Why did you ask for leave?"

Hua Yong looked at him, pursed his lips and smiled again, appearing harmless and gentle, and answered evasively: "That Doctor Cai is a few years older than me, and he is my half-brother by blood. My mother died very early, and entrusted me to him, asking him to take care of me, so he always likes to educate me like an older brother." He felt a little aggrieved, and gently leaned his face in Sheng Shaoyou’s arms, complaining: "Mr. Sheng, he is so mean to me."

You are much more fierce than him.

Sheng Shaoyou was secretly dissatisfied.

Hua Yong’s explanation was obviously intended to divert the focus, but Sheng Shaoyou obviously didn’t buy it. He immediately grasped the key point and deliberately reminded him: "You said, he is a doctor?"

"Yeah." Hua Yong replied calmly, "I heard he’s quite famous in the industry, but with his temper, he can scare good people into death. No wonder he still doesn’t have a partner at his age. Who would dare to marry him?"

"What is he doing here?"

Hua Yong was alert for a moment, lowered his eyes and became unusually obedient, but his mouth was like a clam, difficult to pry open, and he said ambiguously:

"Come and see me."

"Really?" Opening the clams to get the pearls was not without its fun. Sheng Shaoyou held his wrist, rubbed it with his fingers twice, and continued to pry patiently:

"What did he find out?"

Hua Yong raised her head and met his dark eyes. Her face actually turned slightly red. "It’s nothing serious."

Sheng Shaoyou lowered his head and sniffed the scent on him.

The crisp orchid scent was gone, replaced by a soft and quiet floral scent - from Omega.

Hua Yong leaned in closer, kissed his chin, and whispered in his ear, "Western sandwich, Chinese double stuffed bun, or... me. Which one do you want to eat first, Mr. Sheng?"

Sheng Shaoyou couldn’t eat anything, and clamped his chin tightly with his fingers: "Do you think it’s fun to play tricks on me?"

"No."

He was very strong, but Hua Yong did not cry out in pain this time. She looked at him with eyes as deep as the ocean: "I like Mr. Sheng, and I hope Mr. Sheng likes me, too."

"If you change your taste, I will like you?"

Hua Yong raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but his eyes clearly said: Didn’t you like it very much before?

Sheng Shaoyou was so angry that his fingers went numb and his blood pressure soared. He finally understood why Cai Hong said that he would take antihypertensive drugs in advance if he stayed with Hua Yong for a long time.

"Hua Yong, if you dare to mess around again, I will never see you again, let alone love you. Do you understand?"

Hua Yong heard it clearly, but he looked confused:

"Why?" He asked: "Didn’t you say you like the smell of Omega? Then I will become the smell of Omega, what’s wrong with that?"

What’s wrong with that?

He actually dared to ask what was wrong?

Look at this face, it’s as white as paper.

Sheng Shaoyou loosened his fingers that were clamping his chin and sneered, "Yeah, there’s nothing wrong with that. When you die, no one will bother me anymore.

Then you can continue to use that crappy modifier. I won’t accompany you anymore."

"Wait." Hua Yong hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes, but was thrown away.

"If you want to die, go ahead and die. I don’t want to play anymore."

His tense back suddenly pressed against a warm body, with slender arms tightly wrapped around his waist. The body temperature with the fragrance of orchids warmed him up, making him reluctant to move.

"Mr. Sheng." Hua Yong hugged him from behind and admitted his mistake softly: "I was wrong, I will change, don’t be angry, and don’t leave."

"What’s wrong?"

Hua Yong couldn’t think of an answer, but he didn’t dare to lie again, so he had to answer honestly: "I shouldn’t have made Mr. Sheng angry."

Sheng Shaoyou turned around abruptly and scolded him: "You shouldn’t joke about your own body."

Hua Yong was stunned and answered subconsciously: "I won’t die."

You’re just taking advantage of your talent to do whatever you want, right? So, as long as you don’t die, you can do whatever you want?

Sheng Shaoyou sneered: "You want to be punished, right? Why not take off your pants and let me have fun."

Chang Yu, who was standing aside, was stunned and didn’t even dare to breathe.

He couldn’t listen to any more of these words, but he didn’t know whether he should cover his ears. If he heard too many conversations like this, he would probably be silenced by his master.

Sure enough, Hua Yong’s eyes were sharp and swept over lightly.

Chang Yu felt very uncomfortable, and said tactfully:

"There is something else going on at the group, I will leave first, you can tell me anything at any time."

After saying this, Secretary Chang, who was well-known for his calmness in the face of emergencies, ran out of the door as if he was running for his life.

There were only two of them left in the huge room.

Hua Yong reached out and messed up Sheng Shaoyou’s tie. Seeing his Adam’s apple unconsciously rolling up and down twice, he couldn’t help but open his mouth and move forward to lick it. It was more like sucking, that sensitive throat bone was tightly wrapped by the warm mouth, which made Sheng Shaoyou’s heartbeat stop for a beat, and then vibrated rapidly like a drum.

He was hit by a strong bioelectric current. Hua Yong’s warm breath fell on his neck, and her hands around him were urgent and eager, stirring his blood like magma.

The heat from the back of his neck flowed throughout his body like an ocean current.

By the time they reacted, they had already finished a long, wet and hot kiss.

Sheng Shaoyou stared at Hua Yong, who was pale. The infatuation in Hua Yong’s eyes was so strong that Sheng Shaoyou suddenly felt his heart tighten. His fingers involuntarily pressed on her wet and soft lips, stroking them from time to time: "Don’t mess around anymore in the future."

"But the taste—" "They’re all the same." Sheng Shaoyou sighed, "Your original taste isn’t that bad."

"Really?" Hua Yong asked.

He looked serious and extremely earnest, as if Sheng Shaoyou’s answer was the most important thing in the world to him.

"Really." A helpless sigh escaped from the corner of his lips, but was then firmly blocked back.

They didn’t make it to the end.

Sheng Shaoyou’s susceptible period was approaching, and Hua Yong’s Omega-scented pheromones made him feel excited, but facing such a pale face, he really couldn’t do it.

He is so soft-hearted that he doesn’t even want to use extra strength with his hands when holding someone’s face for a kiss, let alone "taking advantage of someone’s misfortune".

None of the Chinese or Western snacks on the table were touched. It was already difficult for Sheng Shaoyou to deal with Hua Yong alone.

He really couldn’t eat.

At last, he pushed Hua Yong in panic, "Stop, stop!"

Hua Yong stepped back a little, raised her face and licked her lips: "Mr. Sheng is so sweet."

Sweet as hell!

Sheng Shaoyou pushed his shoulder: "Button up."

In the sight, a beautiful collarbone can be seen through Hua Yong’s open shirt, and the white and flat chest below emits a bright and dazzling light that makes people unable to take their eyes away.

This person is simply terrifying. He perfectly meets all of Sheng Shaoyou’s preferences.

But this is just a fishing tool.

It’s like the bait hanging on a fishhook, tempting Sheng Shaoyou to open his mouth to bite and swallow it, but in reality, the only one who is eventually eaten by the angler is Sheng Shaoyou himself.

But this is really the sweetest scam in the world.

Even though he knew that this little lunatic was a cunning liar, the way he cheated was so much in line with Sheng Shaoyou’s wishes that he couldn’t bear to be fooled.

Under the personal supervision of Sheng Shaoyou, Hua Yong rested at home for two days.

When he returned to the job, Chen Pinming’s attitude towards him was very different.

The "retainer" of the Sheng family was no longer respectful to him in an impartial manner as before, but was more considerate and attentive in his words and deeds.

That morning, Sheng Shaoyou needed a document, so Chen Pinming specially put the printed and organized information into Hua Yong’s hand and said, "Please personally deliver the information that Mr. Sheng will use this afternoon." He raised his wrist and tapped his watch, saying quietly, "At this point, it’s probably lunch break."

Hua Yong looked at him with a half-smile: "I didn’t expect that Secretary Chen would help me."

Chen Pinming shook his head: "I can’t say I can help you. It’s just that it’s rare for the young master to like someone. If you are sincere, I hope you can give him a home."

"I will." Hua Yong took the stack of information and said, "I will give you whatever Mr. Sheng wants."

"Don’t lie to him anymore." Chen Pinming said, "Young Master hates being lied to the most. You are the first one who has told so many lies and still managed to stay in jail."

Hua Yong smiled: "Really? Mr. Sheng likes me so much?"

Chen Pinming nodded: "Anyone with eyes can see it.

However, if you lie again, he will hate you." Seeing that Hua Yong was not shocked, Chen Pinming added: "In the past, an Omega was 25 minutes late for a date and lied that he had a small car accident. After Mr. Sheng investigated and found out that he lied, he immediately asked me to send him away. There are many such examples. Do you want to hear a few more?"

"No need." Hua Yong smiled and said, "I won’t lie to him again."

It’s no longer necessary.

What he had been chasing for fifteen years was finally within reach.

... Sheng Shaoyou had always maintained the habit of taking a nap at noon. A nap of about half an hour could keep him energetic throughout the afternoon and allow him to work more efficiently.

And on this day, his lunch break lasted for more than an hour, which was rare.

The highly concentrated and compatible orchid-scented soothing pheromones helped him have a sweet dream.

He opened his eyes alertly, and Hua Yong’s enlarged face came into view.

Sheng Shaoyou was startled: "Why are you here?"

Hua Yong got up from the big bed in the lounge before him, her hair disheveled and her eyes moist: "I’m here to deliver the documents to Mr. Sheng and sleep with him."

Sheng Shaoyou: ... "Just put the file on the desk outside." Sheng Shaoyou stroked his hair, got out of bed, and said condescendingly: "There are 17 secretaries in the secretarial team. If everyone is like you, climbing onto my bed to deliver a file, then my lounge will be too crowded."

"Yeah." Hua Yong curved his eyes and smiled gently, "But with me here, they can’t even get through the door, let alone climb into your bed."

Sheng Shaoyou was too lazy to argue with him and turned around to put on his clothes. When he finished, Hua Yong had also buttoned the last button of his shirt.

The work in the afternoon went very smoothly. As it was almost time to get off work, Chen Pinming pushed the door open and reminded Sheng Shaoyou that he should take time to go to the hospital.

"Your pheromone disorder should have been rechecked long ago. In addition, the targeted drug is very effective.

The chairman’s condition has improved a lot. The doctor said that there is a high chance of waking up in the near future. If you have time..." "Got it." Sheng Shaoyou signed his name on a quotation document, put down his pen and said, "I’m going to the hospital tomorrow morning for a checkup and to see my dad. See if there’s anything I can’t adjust in my schedule.

If there is, I’ll change the time."

Chen Pinming immediately pulled out the memo, checked it, and nodded, saying, "Your schedule for tomorrow morning is quite flexible, and you have more time in the afternoon. You can arrange everything you need to do in the morning for the afternoon. What do you think?"

Sheng Shaoyou nodded, but before he could speak, Hua Yong beside him suddenly asked, "Mr. Sheng has pheromone disorder? Is that what the doctor said?"

Chen Pinming: "Yes, and it’s moderate. I was supposed to go for a follow-up check last month, but Mr. Sheng didn’t have time."

"Then I’ll go with him tomorrow." Hua Yong said, "Although I think it was probably a misdiagnosis by a quack doctor, no matter what, this is an illness that should be treated with the cooperation of the partner."

These days, Sheng Shaoyou’s pheromone disorder has improved a lot compared to when it was the worst before. He himself had forgotten about it, and seeing Hua Yong and Chen Pinming discussing it enthusiastically, he couldn’t help but laugh: "Partner? Did I say you are? Are you so eager to identify yourself with it?"

"Yeah." Hua Yong turned around and said truthfully, "Mr.

Sheng is so popular that it was hard to find an empty seat next to me. I was really anxious." His expression was too serious, as if he really cared about that "position". He would kill anyone who dared to compete with him for it immediately.

Chen Pinming innocently ate a mouthful of candy, but he had gradually gotten used to it. He silently left the office, leaving his private space to his boss and future "boss’s wife", with whom he was having a rare and serious relationship.