Inhibitors do too!

No, I have lied to Zheng Qihua no matter what, even if Zheng Qihua's attitude towards omega has changed, and it has become so good, but the fact that he deceived Zheng Qihua cannot be changed.

Zheng Qihua will still hate him, thinking that he pretends to be beta for work...

Meng Yu was suddenly a little depressed. If he had entered Zhuohua later, at this time, wouldn't there be so many things to do.

Zheng Qihua self-dissolved his grudge against omega, and he and he are [-]% pheromone match, so will the two of them have a good ending?

It should, but not now.

But Zheng Qihua likes him so much now, even if he can't be with him, it's still okay to fall in love with him as a beta.

"I don't hate omega anymore, actually..." Meng Yu was stirring the contents of the pot absently, while listening to Zheng Qihua's words, he found that he suddenly stopped, and turned to look at him suspiciously, "Huh? "

Zheng Qihua covered up the emotion in his eyes and shook his head, "It's okay."

Meng Yu reached out and took out some flavoring agent in the cheated window, shook his wrist and sprinkled some into the pot, and was about to raise his arm to put it on, when suddenly his waist sank, and he felt the man behind him wrap his hands around him waist.

After Meng Yu realized this, his whole body became stiff, and then he felt a warm breath on his neck, and then something soft and hot was stuck to his gland.

Meng Yu's heart pumped violently, and he held his breath. The glands in contact with Zheng Qihua's lips seemed to be on fire, and the temperature instantly burned his limbs and bones.

His wrist shook uncontrollably, the seasoning in his hand slipped out of his palm, fell to the marble countertop with a loud noise, and then rolled to the floor and spun around in circles.

With this crisp sound, Meng Yu's heart beat violently in his chest.

His neck and his entire back felt numb, he took a breath, and felt Zheng Qihua sucking on the glands at the back of his neck, and the current branched from the neck all the way to the body every corner.

Meng Yu moved a little, struggled a bit, and asked with some doubts, "Boss Zheng?"

Zheng Qihua's breath stayed behind Meng Yu's ears, and he could still smell the faint smell of alcohol on Zheng Qihua's body when he turned his head.

Meng Yu remembered that Zheng Qihua had just drank a little wine in the private room.

He was the one who drove the car, and if Mr. Zheng was sober, he would be reluctant to let him drive the car.

Zheng Qihua maintained the movement of hugging Meng Yu, and called out in a dull voice, "Meng Yu."

Meng Yu's heart sank, he was stunned, with a sense of foreboding, he felt that something was about to come out, which made him a little flustered and nervous.

He even froze all over, making Zheng Qihua feel like he was hugging a statue.

"You like me, don't you?"

Meng Yu trembled all over. After Zheng Qihua asked, he didn't know how to react, but stood a little helpless.

He kept thinking in his heart that it would be better if he waited until this month passed and next month, and he would be a beta next month, so he would ask him these things at that time.

It's just that neither God nor Zheng Qihua heard the prayer in his heart, Zheng Qihua hugged him tightly, not only didn't intend to let go, obviously he didn't intend to let him go.

"Meng Yu, do you still remember the day I confessed to you? I said I like you, do you still remember?"

"It hasn't changed now, do you want to be with me?"

Meng Yu lowered his head and bit his lips tightly. He also likes Zheng Qihua, and he also wants to be with him, but he is still an omega.

An idea suddenly flashed in Meng Yu's mind, he could be with Zheng Qihua first, and then he has been using inhibitors for the past few days, and on the day agreed with Kong Sen, after the operation, he will be fine.

Meng Yu secretly made up his mind, and felt the glands on his neck being kissed by Zheng Qihua again, and then the smell of pears came into his nostrils.

Zheng Qihua drank some wine. Originally, today's day was chosen by him and the doctor. He also had a plan to use forced estrus. But when the matter came to an end, he didn't want Meng Yu to be wronged.

I still think it should be clearer.

"Meng Yu, in fact, I already knew that you are not a beta..."

Meng Yu, who was originally weak because of Zheng Qihua kissing the glands, immediately tensed up his body after hearing this sentence, and even tensed up a string in his mind, his face turned pale, and he held his breath Yes, lips pursed tightly.

"How can beta look so good-looking, and the taste of pheromone is so sweet."

Meng Yu's lips paled in fright because of Zheng Qihua's previous words, but after hearing the latter, even if he felt that Zheng Qihua was not angry or blamed himself, he couldn't calm down.

Zheng Qihua sighed slightly, and then turned the stiff person in his arms in a circle so that they faced each other. Seeing Meng Yu's dazed expression and pale face with fright, his heart throbbed.

He reached out and rubbed the fluffy hair of the other party, and while the other party was in a daze, he kissed Meng Yu's cold lips.

He hugged Meng Yu, as if afraid that his words would scare people away, he hugged him tightly, and patted his back lightly, "Don't be afraid."

Zheng Qihua really never imagined that one day he would find out that the person next to him was a beta pretending to be an omega. This omega concealed him and deceived him. Now that he finally exposed him, he was worried that he would scare this fragile omega away.

Meng Yu's eyeballs moved, and he finally recovered from being startled by himself. He let out a breath, lowered his head and did not dare to look at Zheng Qihua, and said softly, "Aren't you angry? Don't you blame me?"

Zheng Qihua's heart throbbed a little. He was indeed a little angry when he knew it at first, but he couldn't gather his anger at that time. After such a long time, he still likes Meng Yu, so why would he blame him now?

And because the person in his arms was afraid of hearing his answer, his whole body was tense, and even the temperature of his body dropped a little.

Zheng Qihua looked at Meng Yu's pale side face and trembling body, how could he bear to scare the people in his heart.

What's more, Meng Yu was so miserable when he was young.

Zheng Qihua gently pinched Meng Yu's earlobe, and the other three fingers rubbed the skin of Meng Yu's neck reassuringly.

Meng Yu's flustered heartbeat was slowly calmed down.

"I'm not angry, and I don't blame you." After finishing speaking, Zheng Qihua leaned forward...

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