last love

For a while, Wen Ke felt that his consciousness was in a trance, only remembering that he was holding the phone with one hand, and pressing the abdomen firmly with the other hand, so that under the heavy pressure of suffocation, some inner pain could be relieved.

In a trance, he couldn't help but distract his attention with random thoughts, thinking that it was reasonable for LM Club to be so famous, Zhuo Yuan just left a file, and Ms Yu was willing to care about him like this, and her service attitude can be said to be unbeatable One's sincerity.

As he thought about it, he suddenly smelled an extremely pleasant smell, as mellow as whiskey.

Wen Ke immediately realized clearly that such a charming wine pheromone could only come from one person.

He panicked immediately, and just as he raised his head, he suddenly felt his whole body being hugged.

"It's me, Wen Ke."

The man's low voice rang in his ears.

It is Han Jiangque.

Wen Ke suddenly felt unprecedentedly safe at that moment, but immediately afterward, his heart seemed to be raised again, replaced by a stronger panic and helplessness than before.

"Han Jiangque, I didn't..."

Wen Ke shook his head hastily, he wanted to say that he didn't ask and Miss Yu asked for Han Jiangque to come, but when he was surrounded by Han Jiangque's pheromone like this——

At that moment, Wen Ke involuntarily shivered. At this moment, he finally realized what S-level pheromone is.

Having just been stripped of his markings, he returned to his Omega nature.

A weak Omega can't resist the S-level Alpha pheromone. Han Jiangque smells so good, and every cell in his body instinctively wants to get close and wants Han Jiangque's hug.

I don't remember how Han Jiangque hugged him and sat in the passenger seat of Han Jiangque's car. Wen Ke felt that the shirt on his upper body was soaked with cold sweat, and Han Jiangque must have felt the same when he hugged him I can feel it, the body covered in sweat is disgusting; the Omega is so tired and leaning in Han Jiangque's arms, thirsting for pheromones, it is also ugly.

Although the pain was still extremely severe, Wen Ke's mind was always circling such thoughts.

Thinking of her embarrassment, Wen Ke couldn't help but say, "No need."

He closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and muttered like reciting: "I don't need you to come and help, I, I just... I just hurt a little, and I'm really fine."

But Han Jiangque didn't answer.

Wen Ke could almost feel his willpower collapsing a little bit. He felt much more comfortable physically being close to this man, but it was almost unbearable mentally.

He choked up and said, "Han Jiangque, I don't want you to care about me."

"Really?" Han Jiangque asked.

Wen Ke closed her eyes and nodded vigorously——

Yes, yes, I don't want you to control me.

Don't see me at this time, don't even have this little self-esteem left.

"But you're grabbing me by the collar."

Han Jiangque's voice was very low and steady.

Wen Ke opened her eyes in shock, only to realize that her hands were unconsciously tugging at the collar of Han Jiangque's shirt.

"I'm sorry, I..." Wen Ke sniffed suddenly, and repeated shamefully: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The only thought left in his mind was "Apologize".

Han Jiangque was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed: "Wen Ke, you are going to strangle me to death."

Wen Ke didn't know why she just refused to let go.

He said "Leave me alone", but he refused to let go of his hands no matter what.

He looked at Han Jiangque's silver-gray silk shirt that was wrinkled by him, and his neck was so red that he felt so ashamed that he was about to cry.

He knew that what he said was wrong, but he was really too fragile at this moment.

The exhausted marriage, the physical pain, and the life without a place to return, all of them hit him hard, almost crushing him to death.

He didn't want Han Jiangque to know all of this, but his body can't lie, he really...

He really wanted to keep holding onto Han Jiangque tightly like this.

……

Han Jiangque took Wen Ke's hand and placed it on the back of his neck.

"Don't be nervous." He said slowly, "Wen Ke, do you have a cat?"

Wen Ke shook his head.

"Have you ever hugged a cat?" Han Jiangque asked again.

This time he didn't wait for Wen Ke's answer, but gently hugged Wen Ke's trembling body with both hands: "Don't be nervous, don't think about anything else, just treat you as a cat sucker."

Han Jiangque's figure is considered extremely tall even among adult Alphas. He hugged Wen Ke, and then naturally rested his head on Wen Ke's shoulder, like a guardian, and like a large beast clinging to him. Wen Ke rested on his body.

Is this what sucking a cat feels like?

Wen Ke was a little confused. He stroked Han Jiangque's slender neck. He could feel Han Jiangque's body temperature and smell Han Jiangque's smell.

The breathing rate of him and Han Jiangque gradually coincided, exhaling and exhaling, and the previous panic quietly eased at this time.I felt as if I was wrapped in mellow and deep pheromone, and the genital cavity that had been cramping seemed to be slightly comforted at this time.

"Is it better?" Han Jiangque asked.

Wen Ke nodded silently.

"Well," Han Jiangque raised his head and looked at Wen Ke. Under the light inside the car, his long and dark eyes shone like jewels: "Wen Ke, where else does it hurt?"

"Glands, glands hurt..." Wen Ke was fascinated by those eyes for a moment, and replied obediently.

"let me see."

"Don't, don't look... I just accidentally bumped into it."

Wen Ke woke up a little more from the comfort just now, but although he resisted, he was still pressed and turned his head slightly, and the back of his neck had to be exposed in front of Han Jiangque.

The gauze wrapped around the glands was slightly bloody at this time, Han Jiangque carefully narrowed his eyes, and gently lifted a corner of the gauze.

Wen Ke's neck is slender and slender, and her skin is white and delicate.

It is an E-level gland, so it only emits a very faint grass-flavored pheromone, and the almost negligible aroma is covered by the smell of blood from time to time.

Under the gauze cover should be the most charming and sexy part of an Omega in the eyes of the world, but under the light, what is exposed is a hideous wound——

Sensitive glands overlapped with several dull tooth marks. It should be that the markings many years ago were too rough, and they were repeatedly bitten by Alpha when he was excited, so those spots remain until now.

And above the tooth marks, there are traces left after the scalpel cut the skin. At this time, because of the external force injury, the stitch wound is oozing blood.

……

"It's ugly..."

Wen Ke stared blankly out of the car window, the corners of his eyes were red, and he murmured.

Compared with the pain felt by the gland at this time, the sadness is more overwhelming.

It got so ugly in there that he felt sick to his stomach for a moment when he saw it in the hospital.

The gland part of the Omega shows the experience of the owner, and he is an Omega that has been used and cruelly abandoned, and the traces are imprinted there, which will never be erased.

But even if he could endure this incident with strength, he still felt very sad when he thought of being seen by Han Jiangque.

"Han Jiangque," Wen Ke closed his eyes, the roots of his eyelashes were wet with a few drops of unbearable tears, "I don't want you to pity me."

"I haven't." Han Jiangque was silent for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice.

He leaned over, helped Wen Ke fasten the seat belt himself, and said, "Let's go to the hospital first, and then I'll take you to rest."

And Wen Ke didn't respond all the time, just closed his eyes and endured quietly.

Han Jiangque's expression was calm, only when he gripped the steering wheel tightly, his fingers turned so hard that his nails turned white.

This is the first time Han Jiangque has seen Wen Ke's differentiated glands. Ten years ago, he didn't have time to take a good look at them.

But he knew that the back of Omega's neck should be smooth and beautiful, exuding a charming luster, and under the thin skin, the full and petite bumps could be vaguely seen inside.

It was an Alpha's imagination, an Omega's erogenous zone.

Ke Wenke's is different.

Wen Ke is full of scars.