The strong A who offended most of the universe has changed to O [Interstellar]

In the room, the pheromones smelling like wine had been so thick that it seemed to be foggy. Yang Xinghe, whose brain was already in a daze, lightened up and was picked up by someone. His arms swayed with his steps, as if he knew what was going to happen. When touching the bathroom door, his fingertips stretched weakly towards the edge of the sliding door, but it was only a light touch, which did not cause any hindrance to Li Moyi's actions.

There was only a small bathtub for one person in the bathroom. Yang Xinghe was placed in the bathtub. With his eyes closed, he felt his shirt buttons being unbuttoned one by one, followed by his belt.

When Li Moyi's palm was pressed against Yang Xinghe's strong chest, the flame in his heart was about to burn him.

He attributed the reason for his impulsiveness to the explosive concentration of pheromones, and deliberately ignored one thing:

Excellent alphas are very picky about their partners, they can keep their minds calm while surrounded by omega pheromones.Therefore, whether it is the alliance or the empire, all important tasks will be arranged for excellent Alpha to complete.

Yang Xinghe was lying in the water with his eyes closed. The warm water softened his muscles and bones more and more. Rubbing between fingers, Yang Xinghe didn't even resist.

The omega pheromone that was constantly conflicting with the body was swimming around in his body, as if it was the pain that accompanied him since he was born, and it was endless.

The sound of water stopped first, and then it sounded again. Someone squeezed into the narrow bathtub, picked up Yang Xinghe, and embraced him in his arms with forgetfulness, soft lips rubbing against the omega's glands, suddenly, there was a tingling pain From the nape of the neck, sharp canines dug into the soft skin, piercing the delicate glands.

Yang Xinghe let out a muffled groan, a thin thread of blood flowed along the wound, on his back, slid into the water and spread out.

The scorching breath blew on the pierced nape of the neck, and the alpha pheromone poured in layer by layer, traveling through the whole body with the blood circulation, which greatly soothed the pain and inexplicable sadness all over the body.

Temporary marking, it is over here.

Yang Xinghe exhaled heavily, the uncomfortable pain has been relieved, he wanted to push the person in front of him away, but just as he raised his hand, Li Mo grabbed it and twisted it behind him.

He was very confused, and he struggled slightly, but what he got was more forceful suppression. The two arms surrounding his body were like iron hoops, tightly bound him in front of this person, and stuck together tightly.

The glands were still in the mouth of this vicious man, being grinded lightly and heavily at times, bursts of stimulation were like electrical discharges, from the back of the neck to the whole body, burning the flames in the body more and more intensely.

Yang Xinghe encountered war when he was just an adult. In order to complete one job after another that would kill him if he was not careful, he was accompanied by inhibitors and camouflage all year round.

Whether it's about alpha's sexual knowledge or about omega's, for him, it's all textbooks on paper and video. When he was temporarily marked by Li Moyi last time, he was sloppy and casual.

This time it was very different, Li Moyi's teeth and the tip of his tongue blurred his vision, everything seemed to be covered with burrs.

The body is inexplicably empty, longing for fullness with power.

But Li Moyi just bit the back of his neck, and he twisted his waist uncomfortably, only to find that Li Moyi's thigh was stuck in front of his own. If he moved, he would touch Li Moyi's leg.

"Why, can't take it anymore?" Li Mo finally let go of his mouth as soon as he felt the movement of the person in his arms, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

If Yang Xinghe still had the strength, he would definitely slap this smug face in front of him severely.

However, he has no strength now, and even his body has to lie on Li Moyi's body to keep from slipping into the bathtub and drowning.

Li Moyi's lips moved to his, and he used the tip of his tongue to pry open his teeth, going deep into the city and plundering the land, disturbing the frequency of breathing.

The smell of cigars and alcohol are intertwined, and there is an inexplicable sense of indulgence.

Yang Xinghe's waist was hugged tightly, and Li Moyi's lower abdomen was tightly pressed, and the fiery stiffness heralded the coming of danger.

He suddenly loosened all the muscles in his body, and stretched out his hand to hook Li Moyi's back. He didn't continue to resist. Apart from the ally relationship, there was also the guilt that had been hidden in his heart.

As the sharpest knife in the alliance, Yang Xinghe has always been cold-hearted and cold-hearted since he joined the war. Except for the four teammates in the team, he has been ruthless to everyone.

But when he personally shot a man with a smile on his face, wearing flowers and a ring, who was about to propose to him, the unbelief, panic, and sadness in those eyes looking at him hit his heart like a tide , until the task was completed, he still disturbed his state of mind when he dreamed back in the middle of the night.

Thinking he was ill, he went to a psychiatric counseling room, where the doctor prescribed treatment: electric shock or brainwashing.

Brainwashing would affect his work, so he opted for electric shocks.

The continuous electric shock treatment did not have any effect other than leaving electric shock injuries on his body.

He lied that he was healed, ended the electric shock treatment, and continued to work.

Only he himself knows that that smiling face still disturbs people's dreams from time to time, and every time he wakes up, his heart feels like a knife, so melancholy, but there is no one to complain, and he still has to pretend that the clouds are clear and the wind is clear, and he is strategizing. General demeanor.

"I'll pay myself to you, can you let me go?" Yang Xinghe whispered in a barely audible voice.

Li Moyi didn't hear clearly, he held Yang Xinghe's face in his hands: "What did you say?"

The person who didn't say a word of truth, his fragile expression was fleeting, and when he raised his head, it was a smiling face that didn't care about anything: "You heard it wrong."

The temporary mark is better than nothing for both alpha and omega, Yang Xinghe panted hoarsely, the pain has gradually receded, but his body temperature still remained high.

Li Moyi was so itchy by his voice, he kissed the skin on the back of Yang Xinghe's neck that he had just bitten to ooze blood: "If you permanently mark your disease, will it be cured?"

Hearing his words, Yang Xinghe was startled, but nothing showed on his face, and he said lazily: "Mark me forever? Young man, why bother with your happiness for the rest of your life?"

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