Xia Wennan pursed his lips, the soft touch seemed to have not dissipated, and it took a while to recover from the trance.
In the dim light, Xia Wennan's face was flushed, and he reached out and grabbed Ming Luchuan's lapel: "What are you doing?" He looked very angry, but in fact he was not that angry. The reason why he wanted to show his anger , because he felt that the taste of this kiss was quite good, and he even hoped that Ming Luchuan would continue.
This is so embarrassing, Xia Wennan had to use anger to cover up his worthlessness.
Ming Luchuan looked down at his hand: "Didn't you ask how I kissed before?"
"Then you just move your mouth, what do you move-" Xia Wennan was halfway through speaking, and realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he stopped abruptly.
"Moving what?" Ming Luchuan asked.
Xia Wennan's mind was still in a mess, and he couldn't gain the upper hand in Ming Luchuan's back and forth, so he let go and said, "Go out, I'm going to sleep."
Ming Luchuan stood up from the bed.
Xia Wennan couldn't help following him, seeing his slightly protruding Adam's apple from his slender and straight legs. Ming Luchuan was still wearing a shirt and trousers, the tie had already been taken off, and the hem of the shirt was still tucked into the waistband of his trousers. He had perfect shoulder width and narrow waist. Xia Wennan knew from the very beginning that Ming Luchuan had a very superior appearance in the Alpha, but he didn't know when he began to gradually realize the attractiveness of Ming Luchuan as a male Alpha. This is very subtle, because for a long time, Xia Wennan thought that he could only receive the sexual attraction of female Beta and Omega.
From this, Xia Wennan remembered the kiss just now, and not only the kiss just now, but also the words Chen Wenchu said to him during lunch.
Are there any remaining questions to ask? Didn't Ming Luchuan say that a long time ago. In case he asked Ming Luchuan: What else have we done? As soon as Ming Luchuan took off his clothes, he wanted to show him in person, so what should he do
Xia Wennan felt ashamed just thinking about it, waved his hand again, and said, "Get out quickly."
"So you don't want to see me?" Ming Luchuan asked him.
Xia Wennan said, "I don't want to see you."
Ming Luchuan was silent for a while, then turned and left Xia Wennan's room, closing the door before leaving.
Xia Wennan lay on his back on the bed, groaning in distress, wondering if it was an illusion, after being kissed by Ming Luchuan, the pheromone smell on his body seemed to be stronger. He lay down for a while, couldn't bear it anymore, got up and went to the bathroom to take another shower, trying to at least cover up the smell of pheromone with the bath liquid.
Even so, it took several days for the pheromone smell on Xia Wennan's body to completely dissipate, and the wound on the back of his neck healed even slower.
During this time, Xia Wennan tried his best to behave naturally when facing Ming Luchuan. But that kiss still caused some subtle changes between them. For example, Xia Wennan would pay attention to Ming Luchuan unconsciously. He would also notice that Ming Luchuan didn't come to the restaurant for lunch. The company held a quarterly meeting that day, and Xia Wennan listened to the report. The god who walked away for a long time stared at Ming Luchuan.
At the end of the meeting, Ming Luchuan asked Xia Wennan to stay for a while.
Xia Wennan looked up at him, and at the same time heard a chuckle from the person leaving beside him.
"Why?" Xia Wennan asked when there were only the two of them left in the meeting room.
Ming Luchuan leaned back on the back of the chair, still holding a pen in his hand and turned it gently, looking at Xia Wennan: "You have been looking at me for a long time."
"I don't look at the meeting, who do you look at?"
"Why didn't you look at me last time?"
"Can't I listen carefully this time?"
Ming Luchuan was silent for a moment: "Xia Wennan, did you remember something?"
Xia Wennan was taken aback by this question, then shook his head: "No."
"Is the rehabilitation treatment not effective at all?"
Xia Wennan insisted on going to the hospital for reexamination and treatment every week, but there was no progress in memory recovery. If Lin Shuqiu hadn't been encouraging him, he would have been disappointed.
In fact, the doctor encouraged him to get in touch with the people and the environment around him, so that he might be able to find an opportunity for memory recovery. The environment he is in now is the environment before he lost his memory, and the people around him, he looked at Ming Luchuan - he had to admit that although they lived and worked together, they didn't have enough contact time many.
"What did we do together before?" Xia Wennan asked Ming Luchuan. He had worked very hard. He had never thought about these issues before. "Is there any place we have been to together?"
Ming Luchuan did not answer immediately, but looked at him quietly for a while, and then said: "The laboratory."
"what?"
"Where we've been together."
"Is it the laboratory downstairs?"
"No, this is Mingyan's new building. I'm talking about the old laboratory, which was rented at the time."
Xia Wennan was in a daze when he heard it: "Can I go back and have a look?"
"It should be fine. I'll take you there when I have time on the weekend."
Xia Wennan nodded: "Is there anything else?"
"You mean what else did we do?"
"That's right," Xia Wennan propped his face with one hand, and put the other hand on the long table in the conference room, tapping his fingernails on the wooden table lightly. "It can help me recover my memory."
Ming Luchuan looked at him for a while and said, "Come here."
"What are you doing?" Xia Wennan immediately became vigilant, straightened his back and looked at Ming Luchuan.
Ming Luchuan said again: "Come here."
Xia Wennan was flustered and confused: "I won't go there."
Ming Luchuan then stood up, straightened the hem of his suit a little, and walked slowly towards Xia Wennan.
Xia Wennan subconsciously leaned back, and moved the chairs under him a little. He didn't want to show weakness on the surface, but he couldn't hide the panic in his heart.
Ming Luchuan did not stop, but continued to approach.
Xia Wennan backed up with the chair, until he reached the wall behind him and could not retreat. He stopped and pointed at Ming Luchuan: "Don't mess around, the conference room is monitored."
Ming Luchuan suddenly sneered: "Who told you that the conference room is monitored?"
Xia Wennan froze for a moment, looked up and saw that there were indeed two surveillance cameras in the corner of the ceiling.
Ming Luchuan saw his movements and said, "The monitoring is not turned on at all."
Xia Wennan said: "Don't lie to me."
"Then do you want to try?" After Ming Luchuan finished speaking, he stood in front of Xia Wennan, immediately reached out to pick him up from the chair, turned around, walked to the conference table and put him on it.
Xia Wennan was nervous and guilty. He was nervous because he was really afraid of Ming Luchuan's next actions. He was guilty because he could resist, but he still let Ming Luchuan do what he did. This made his fear seem insincere. He could only Staring at Ming Luchuan, he asked, "What does this mean?"
Ming Luchuan said, "Didn't you ask me what we did before?"
Xia Wennan grasped the meaning of his words, a little unbelievable: "Here?"
Ming Luchuan didn't speak, just looked at him.
Xia Wennan's head was in a mess, he lowered his head and stared at the floor, and his heart beat wildly. After a while, he quickly raised his eyes and glanced at Ming Luchuan: "Why, how did you do it?"
Ming Luchuan raised his chin, and slowly approached his lips.
When Xia Wennan was hesitating whether to close his eyes, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened from the outside, and Ming Luchuan's Omega female assistant who was always rash stood at the door with a look of astonishment: "Mr. Ming?"
Xia Wennan's face turned red with a bang. His body reacted faster than his head. He raised his foot and kicked Ming Luchuan's chest. The kick made Ming Luchuan back two steps, and then he jumped off the conference table with his head on the ground. He ran outside without looking back.