One second before he left, he stopped: "Jiang Qi."

"What, what?"

"If he died, what should I do?" Zheng Feiyan asked coldly. "You said that the underlying addiction is unsolvable. Then, if he died, wouldn't I have to die?"

Jiang Qi hastily explained: "Don't, of course it won't. Spouse finding disease itself is psychogenic. He is no longer alive. You know in the subconscious that it is impossible to find him again, and spouse seeking naturally disappears, but ... It's just that the distress of losing a spouse is also terrible. "

"interesting."

Zheng Fei raised an eyebrow and smiled thoughtfully.

About his smile was so cold, Jiang Qi thought of a certain possibility of horror, and chilled in his heart: "Fei, you ask this ... what does it mean?"

"Nothing, I'm afraid it will be dragged by Omega." Zheng Feiyu stretched his shirt neckline and said in a deep voice, "You can rest assured that even if I don't do anything, the bottom line will be kept."

Chapter Twenty-One

After leaving the clinic, Fei Zheng went to a private club by the river.

birdcage.

There are all kinds of little feathers with gorgeous feathers. The black eyes, colored crickets, and crickets are bright and bright, standing on top of the perch. Each foot ring is tied with a hot silver nameplate-only the guests who join the club. We know that these are not the names of birds, but the names of Omegas.

Zheng Feiyu chose a gorgeous goblin parrot, the waiter took off the bird cage, and said respectfully: "Wait a minute, I will send it to you cleanly in a moment."

Half an hour later, a little bird quietly pushed in the door.

He didn't care about it, wrapped in a milky white woolen blanket, stepped on the carpet and approached Zheng Feiyu step by step. The latter was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, with his fingers raised on his brows, half awake and half awake, the shirt button unsolved, and still tied tightly there, obviously not keen on tonight's sexual affairs.

It doesn't matter, I will make you tickle right away.

The little bird licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, took the initiative to kneel between Zheng Feiyan's legs, unbuttoned his pants, opened the zipper, and caught the red giant in a sultry gesture, stiffened by sucking it And began to skilfully.

His skills were pretty good. Zheng Fei had a tickle around his waist, and opened his eyelids to look at him for a few seconds-his waist and hips were hip, his eyes were hot, and he was indeed a happy Omega. The bird-raising waiter said that the little bird was born as a plane model, with a little pampered character on the line, like a red pepper, and dared to whisper to the guests, with a different kind of enthusiasm.

At least it's more appealing than the poor Omega.

The lower abdomen was getting hot and hot, Zheng Feiyu lit a cigarette, leaned back on the sofa, and enjoyed the pleasure of a long absence.

Balls of white mist spread, mixed with the smell of tobacco and Alpha's estrus, wild and charming, making the little chicks quickly soften their bones. The beak-like peevish temper was gone before it appeared, and he blurred his eyes and knelt in front of Zheng Feiyan in a completely surrendering posture. His body was constantly moving, and the slimy mucus kept dripping from the root of his legs. Almost into a state of false estrus.

While swinging his waistline, he was waiting hard for Zheng Feiyu, his lips were hot, and a blast of heat was sprayed on the salty sexual organs. But until his knees were scratched on the carpet, Zheng Feiyu still showed no signs of shooting.

"Sir ... Sir ..." The little bird couldn't stand it, begging him pitifully.

It's boring.

Zheng Feiyu reached out and knocked on the edge of the glass dish, dropping a cluster of soot with red stars, and then grabbed the woolen blanket to cover his own lower body and the little flushed face.

"Go rinse your mouth," he said coldly.

Xiaoqueer slackened, and crawled out of Zheng Fei's legs while walking on his knees. When he got up, his legs were weak, and his feet were awkward. He almost couldn't stand firmly.

He hurried to the bathroom and took a cold shower, struggling to pinch his palms with his nails, and finally got rid of the estrus. As soon as he left the bathroom, the strong Alpha pheromone in the air was like a hand full of lust, and he instantly felt his face red with red ears and a spitting heat wave.

This Alpha ... must be fierce on the bed, right?

How nice it would be if he could be his bed companion and he was pinched to orgasm.

The little bird was irritable and waited unwillingly in the entrance. Zheng Feiyu didn't turn his head to look at him, still sitting at the window in the same position as before, staring silently at the river and exhaling a cigarette.

He saw that Zheng Feiyu had no intention of staying and had to regret to leave.

The night sky is blue, and the distant river reflects a round mirror-like moon, only one arc away from the full moon. Just like the pleasure just now, it is always a step away from the peak.

No, it's too much.

Zheng Feiyu came to the "bird cage" tonight because before leaving the clinic, Jiang Qi asked him a question: "When was the last time you received Omega's pheromone soothing?"

Only then did he react, and he hadn't slept with Omega for almost a year.