Tropical Allergy [ABO]

Estrus is like a fever.

Qiao Jue was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, and this thought popped into her head when she was floating and sinking in the tide of emotion.Waking up and drowsiness alternately hammered his consciousness into a fragile silk thread. He was extremely exhausted, struggling between the burning and dry ends. It took him 3 minutes to move himself downstairs. Just as his left foot stepped on the cloud, his right foot sank again. Going into the mud, just coming to the kitchen is already exhausted and out of breath.He took out ice water, and if conditions allowed, he wanted to unscrew it and pour it from head to toe to wake himself up, but in the end he just took a few sips cautiously, and the cold liquid fell down the esophagus, irreversible to the flames that ignited from his lower abdomen.

So hot.

So sad.

He is now an extremely empty jar, and he needs something to fill it up, unfortunately, no one can help him - there is neither Alpha nor inhibitors in this family, and his current state is really not suitable for going out to buy, or even waiting for delivery. Delivery.An Omega that is in estrus and has no Alpha or inhibitors is an unstable factor in society, and it is very easy to be arrested and re-educated. That is not the ending he wants to see.

The calming effect of the ice water wears off quickly.He went back to his room and closed the door, hesitated for a while looking at the strange supplies in the open drawer, then locked it again, and knelt down on the bed.

No one helped him.

He can only rely on himself.

The windows were closed tightly, and no wind could come in. Qiao Jue couldn't hear other sounds, only his heavy breathing and thunderous heartbeat.He took off the soaked pajama pants and underwear, the cloth was peeled off sticky, and accidentally scratched the side of the leg, causing continuous aftershocks on the skin.He carefully touched the back, towards the already opened, wet entrance, slowly pushed his fingers in, and the hot inner wall immediately wrapped around him passionately.He doesn't even need to go deeper, he feels like a piece of melted butter now, his whole body is soft, and the glands in the back of his neck still exude a seductive sweetness.

It's a pity that no one cares - or in his case, fortunately no one cares.

He bit his lip and shoved in a second finger, then a third.At his level, the estrus period is no longer as violent as the initial stage of differentiation. Compared with the desire for sex, it is more like a long-term low-grade fever. Qiao feels that the method of dealing with the estrus period has always been simple and crude. The effect came quickly and was much more convenient.This time the situation was special, there was no time to reserve, and the estrus period came suddenly like a downpour in summer, drenching him inside and out.

It seems that replenishment cannot be taken lightly.Go back to China and take advantage of Double Eleven...

He was distracted from thinking about this, and then brought his thoughts back to focusing on pleasing himself.He is not proficient at doing this by himself, even if he bought a bunch of props, they are just decorations, and he still resists external objects touching the inside of his body.The bodily fluid overflowed between the fingers, dripped out and wet the bed sheet along with the movement of the withdrawal, heavy panting came out of his throat, he didn't care about so much, the movement was out of order and stronger every time, just wanted to find the most capable A place that pleases him.

Just once.

Just once.

The climax came like a snowstorm, he closed his eyes, waiting for a heart to fall from bliss to the world.The threshold has been much lower than before, and after venting the climax, Qiao Jue threw the soiled sheets into the washing machine, tidied himself up in the bathroom in a daze, the physical consumption of the special period was greater than imagined, and he returned to the bed Almost fell asleep on the pillow.

He slept deeply and dreamed of no one.

On days when he has nothing to do, he always sleeps until the sun is shining. If no one disturbs him, he might wake up in the afternoon.What disturbed people's sleep today was a soft, furry little thing. Its claws tentatively poked at his chest. Seeing his acquiescence, he stomped on it recklessly.Qiao Jue closed his eyes and moved it away from his stomach. The newly changed quilt cover still had the clean fragrance of laundry detergent. He sniffed it, and his consciousness buried deeper, as if wandering in a lavender field.

Someone knocked on the door, and Qiao Jue got up, confirmed that all the signs of estrus had returned to the controllable cordon, and answered.Allen came in with a bag full of various suppressant sprays and medicines, and put them on the table to say hello to him.His consciousness hadn't fully returned to his original position yet, with his disheveled hair, his face buried in his palms, he replied dully.

Even though Beta's perception of pheromones is low, there is another smell lingering in the room that still cannot be ignored.Allen walked over and opened the window: "I bought the medicine and sent it back. Do you have any other orders?"

"What about people?"

"I'm looking for peaches all over the world downstairs." Allen saw the cats clustered on the bedside, looking at him with their bright blue eyes. One person and one cat looked at each other in blank dismay. He just bent down to pick it up, but the latter jumped down with a meow Fleeing from his feet, flying fast, like a cheese-colored cannonball.He felt frustrated: "It's obviously a clingy type, why don't you love me?"

"It's enough to be loved." Qiao Jue yawned.

These words can at least understand three or four meanings, and Allen didn't expect him to pick up: "Who are you talking about?"

Qiao Jue looked at him blankly, as if he was not the one who spoke just now.Allen had no choice but to change the topic: "Joe, are you sure you want to go?"

Qiao Jue didn't answer, but glanced at the passport on the table.The company's resignation procedures have been completed long ago, and the house has been returned. It is clearly stated that the mind has been resolved. Of course, Allen knows that there will be no further changes.It's just that it's rare to have such a compatible tenant from the East, and he feels reluctant to part with it.

Westerners always express their regrets exaggeratedly, and Qiao Jue felt the sincerity behind those dramatic expressions.Alan is not only a landlord, but also a friend who has given him countless help over the years.

"It will be very hard for a cat to take a long-distance flight. After landing, you must contact the veterinarian." Allen tugged at his curly forehead hair, curled his lips with a crying expression, "Let me go down and hug my cat again." Little princess. Doesn't she know that she won't see her beloved Uncle Allen in the future?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Qiao Jue smiled, "I will bring her back to see you, and welcome you to China."

"You're just saying that, you don't really love me."

Allen pouted, complaining like a child, "China is too far away."

It is indeed too far away, separated by half a map, separated by several time zones and longitudes and latitudes, separated by countless thousands of kilometers, so far away that the signal is poor, and it is impossible to convey the missing.

Taozi is gone forever, she is probably trapped in the enemy camp, her future is uncertain, and the earth-shaking movements downstairs can be vaguely heard.Allen was about to leave, but Qiao Jue was still nestled on the bed, half of the quilt covered her knees, and half was held in her arms.He watched Allen: "Has she eaten?"

"The blueberry pie made by Freya, she likes it very much. I brought it for you and put it in the microwave." Allen put his hips on his hips and sighed deeply, "I am your landlord, and I also work part-time as your daughter's nanny , rain or shine, no complaints."

"There are complaints now." Qiao Jue curled the corner of her mouth, "You are her godfather."

Being called the godfather, he naturally has to bear the responsibility, not to mention that he said he has no complaints, but he really has no complaints.Allen shook his head and walked to the door: "Everything is packed, I will come and pick you up later."

Qiao Jue was sitting in the back row, checking emails on her mobile phone, with Taozi's go-to bag at her feet, and the little girl in the child seat on the other side was trying to untie the safety seat, trying to buckle down and grab the cat's whiskers from the gap.

The rearview mirror can always see everything. Freya, the co-pilot, turned her head and said worriedly: "Sui Sui, this is not safe."

Suisui's first name is Qiao Wensui. In fact, this nickname is not easy to pronounce for Westerners, or it is a mouthful, but Alan and Freya chose to use the English name Wendy, which is easy to pronounce. The reason for insisting on calling her that is "this word is very interesting to pronounce".The couple have a strong interest in Chinese culture, but it is a pity that the first step in learning Chinese characters was too complicated.

Qiao Jue put away the phone when she heard the sound, took Taozi out of her bag and put it on her lap, rubbed its neck, and the cat purred comfortably.Sui Sui stuck out his tongue at the rearview mirror, still restless, rubbing his fingers against the cat's ears.Tao Zi is used to being tortured by her, and has always dared not speak out.

Allen heard the sound of a person and a cat, and then thought of how much he was rejected by Taozi, and felt sad.Freya comforted him a few words, but also felt sad along with him: "I won't see such a scene in the future."

She remembered that Qiao Jue had just moved here, the oriental people were quiet and indifferent, with a kind of sadness that was not revealed but could be felt, and it seemed that there were many secrets like his country-the single Omega was always curious.

where is he from?

Why are you here?

He's been pregnant for several months, why isn't his Alpha by his side?

Many questions are fused into a huge mystery, but the parties are unwilling to mention it, wanting to bury it together with the past, and the spectators no longer ask questions.

Qiao Jue was not in good health, and his face was always pale due to the torment of the little life in his stomach, but he gritted his teeth and endured any kind of pain without saying a word.He rented their big vacant house, and unless he stayed behind closed doors for work, he seldom interacted with people. Allen even worried about whether he was suffering from mental illness.It was not until Sui Sui was born that this little angel with black hair and black eyes finally brought a little life to the empty home—perhaps more than a little, and there have been countless laughter since then.

The couple have no children of their own, and have treated Sui Sui as their own daughter in the past few years. When her single father was suffering from estrus, he took the child home to take care of her, and took her out to play on festivals, which is indispensable on weekdays. Dessert gift... Watching her grow from a palm-sized little bit to being able to run and jump now, teach her to say hello, thank you, and goodbye in different languages.

This time I really want to say goodbye.How much reluctance adults feel, children don't quite understand, but she still has a natural and keen premonition-the first stage of her life is coming to an end here, and she is experiencing the first separation.

Qiao Jue leaned against the car window and looked out through the slightly trembling glass.The large wheat fields recede under the pumpkin-colored sunlight, forming continuous golden waves. The burning sunset behind the rows of roofs in the distance is falling, and the newly renovated glass curtain wall of the airport is in front.

Allen stopped the car, opened the trunk and took out their luggage.When he came to this snow-covered land, he was full of fear of the unknown future and haste to escape from the past, but now he was about to leave, but it was a completely different state of mind.With the farewell close at hand, Qiao Jue thought of the Chinese proverbs she once taught Alan and Freya. They are also inspirations for poetry every year, and some of them are very suitable to say at this moment.

For example, there is no old friend when leaving Yangguan in the west, for example, sending you off for thousands of miles, and finally having to say goodbye, for example, if your best friends are half scattered, and tonight's dream is cold.