[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

"Why are you crying?" He Mian's cold voice sounded.

"I didn't want to cry." Song Ci'an sat down obediently, "That's right, I just can't control it."

He Mian frowned, feeling powerless. He suddenly remembered that the information Ian gave him said that this person was mentally retarded and mentally retarded. From the looks of it, it doesn't look like it's fake.

Is it just a fool who mistakes Beta for Omega?

I brought people back with my kindness, and now I am like this. He Mian glanced at Song Ci'an, who was sitting beside him with a wronged expression and crying alone. Forget it, just treat it like a dog bite.

He Mian glanced at the terminal. Three days had passed. Song Ci'an had forced him to come in. The people outside were probably going crazy. I propped up my arms and got out of bed to tidy up. When I moved a little, a strange and sore feeling spread throughout my body.

He Mian's face was stiff, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth, but his mouth was quite good.

"Honey, what are you going to do?" Song Ci'an wiped away her tears and moved next to He Mian. She looked at He Mian pitifully with a pair of tear-filled eyes, feeling like an abandoned little daughter-in-law.

001 couldn't stand it and complained loudly, "Host, where is your face?"

Song Ci'an: "What kind of face does it take to chase your wife?" You have done everything you should and shouldn't do. Why don't you pretend to be pitiful and wait for the crematorium later?

001 died.

He Mian's smile was gentle and decent. If you look closely, you can easily see the forced smile, "Classmate Song, I am not your wife."

He Mian stood up unsteadily, and Song Ci'an clung to He Mian like a clingy spirit. Her beautiful eyes blinked, and tears fell drop by drop like broken pearls, "Wife, you don't want me. Yet?"

001: "Awesome, you are a role model for us in pursuing a wife, and I owe you an Oscar."

Song Ci'an stuck to her body stickyly, and the warm feeling of skin-to-skin contact still made He Mian, who had good mental endurance, freeze up. He Mian wanted to refute, but when he looked up, he saw Song Ci'an looking like a crying little white flower again, and sighed inwardly. Forget it, you can’t explain it to a fool. "You loosen up first." He Mian sighed, "Put it away first."

The glasses had been knocked down to someone who knew where they were. Fortunately, the glasses were just decorations, so it would have no effect if they were not worn.

The clothes of the two of them were no longer wearable, so He Mian sent a message to Ian and asked him to prepare two sets of clothes and send them in.

The terminal dinged, and Ian, who was dozing outside and was drowsy, was immediately awakened. He had been guarding the door for the past three days, fearing that his boss would suddenly come out.

Now that Admiral Kanhe has sent him a message, he knows that there should be nothing going on inside. Two sets of clothes, one for each person. Ian checked Song Cian's information, which included various aspects. He also knew Song Cian's size.

……

After Song Ci'an cleaned the house, the robot cleaned it again, and nothing strange could be seen anymore.

Before Ian came in, He Mian successfully ordered Song Cian not to cry anymore. Although he promised that he would no longer be cruel to Song Ci'an and stay with him all the time.

After the two of them packed up, Ambert got the news from nowhere and scurried over like a mouse. He looked at Song Cian and He Mian with lewd eyes, rubbed his hands and asked He Mian with a smile how he had been these past three days. , it should be fine.

He Mian (smiling): It's okay, thank you for your concern.

Song Ci'an's susceptible period has not passed yet, and now he has just regained his sanity. Anbeite's suggestion was to give Song Cian a comprehensive check-up, and then the two of them could continue posting to help Song Cian pass through the susceptible period smoothly.

And Anbeite is really curious about whether Song Ci'an's level has broken through S level. If he breaks through S level and reaches SS level, that is not a trivial matter.

He Mian nodded in agreement. Song Ci'an's current situation really needed to be checked. At the same time, he was also curious about why he, a Beta, could smell Song Cian's pheromones.

He Mian raised his question, and after thinking for a moment, Ambert asked He Mian what the Song Ci An pheromone smelled like.

"Chocolate." He Mian replied.

Ambert flipped through the medical records and found that Song Cian's pheromone was indeed chocolate-flavored.

"I don't know if you have heard of such a saying." Ambert said somewhat mysteriously, "I heard that two people who are destined to fall in love can smell each other's scent. This is your genes. Selected."

"How is that possible?" Ian retorted.

"Tsk," Ambert said with emotion, "I have encountered a related case before. It was a Beta couple. They could smell each other's scent, but others could not."

"Maybe it's the stench from them not taking a shower. Others can't smell it since they're far away." Ian didn't believe that his eldest son's genes had chosen a fool for him. Although this idiot is an Alpha, has a very high level, and is really good-looking, he is still not worthy of his boss! !

"Okay." Ambert did not argue with Ian, but turned to ask Song Cian, who was like a daughter-in-law beside He Mian, "Classmate Song, can you smell anything on Admiral He?"

Song Cian nodded, "The smell of freesia is fresh, sweet and very nice."

"Now, look." Ambert showed a true expression, "Their genes chose each other. In this way, Admiral He is a blessing in disguise. He has a little wife all of a sudden."

He Mian raised his eyes and glanced at Ambert leisurely. There was no expression on his face, and his voice was calm, "Let's do a checkup first."

"Okay." The medical equipment in the lounge was not damaged much, and Anbet was a little surprised. He thought that with Song Cian's appearance that day, these medical equipment had died long ago, but he didn't expect that it was still in good condition now.

Ambert's eyes circled around Song Cian and He Mian, "Come up." Ambert said.

The cold white instrument reflects the light above, and the electronic display next to it flashes with a faint blue light. Song Ci'an just needs to lie down and wait for the scan results. It's a very simple thing.

The instrument is the most advanced medical equipment in the empire. You only need to lie down on it and scan the whole body to know the specific condition of the person being scanned.

He Mian looked at the message sent on the terminal, intending to let Ian wait for the follow-up results. He hasn't appeared for three days, and there are some things in the Legion that he needs to solve.

He Mian simply explained the situation to Ian and Ambert and was about to leave, but when he pushed Song Ci'an's hand off his arm, he got a cry bag.

Song Cian had tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, looking so pitiful.

It was the first time Ian saw this situation and he was a little stunned. After all, Ambert was someone who had seen strong winds and waves, and knew that this was a normal reaction during Alpha's susceptible period, but... this reaction was probably too big.

Alphas in the susceptible stage are anxious, irritable, and relatively sensitive. It is the first time that Ambert has seen such a sensitive person.