Major General's Omega is Gorgeous

The next day, Lance woke up later than usual.

According to his usual habit, he will wash up in 5 minutes and go to the training ground.

The minute hand of the clock on the wall crossed five grids.

Lance remained motionless in the posture he woke up in.

He just kept staring at the face of the Omega in his arms, and then lightly touched the ends of Lu Qiao's loose hair.

If Lu Qiao hadn't opened his eyes, he didn't know how long he would have to watch.

"Didn't you go to training?"

Lu Qiao woke up in a daze, and subconsciously rubbed into his arms, because she just woke up, and her voice sounded like humming.

"Retirement."

"How long?" He opened his eyes wide.

"For a long time," Lance poked his cheek with a funny look, "until you leave."

If there are no exceptions, Lance will choose to continue working in the military region on all public holidays.

This time is a rare exception.

"Then I'll leave later."

He straightened up, leaned on Lance, and raised his right hand by the way.

Lance picked up the clothes and put them on him one by one with discernment.

A plain white shirt is the best cover for night madness.Lance was very measured in his actions and never made Lu Qiao feel embarrassed the next day.

The buttons were fastened up one by one, and the collar of the shirt perfectly covered the last red marks.

Lu Qiao raised her head slightly, letting Lance wait on him to get dressed, like a proud little peacock.

"I have an appointment with Minister William at noon." He slid out of bed lightly, and after washing up, he discharged a pile of exquisite bottles and jars on the table like a magic trick, colorful and shiny, and some even embedded with diamonds, " Arrive in 10 minutes at the fastest, so we still have... four hours?"

"Ten minutes," Lance said, walking behind the chair and looking at him in the mirror, "I'll see you off."

He was closing one eye and gently pressing the corner of it with a silver round-tipped metal rod.

"So fast?" He put away the metal rod, and quickly took out a bottle of quicksand-like liquid, his liberated eyes bent into small moons, "Just like in college?"

This is so confusing that maybe only Lance can understand it.

Their university is only one street apart, but the campus is large, and the dormitory of the two of them happens to be one south and one north.

The military academy has a strict schedule, and you must return on time at night.

Lance sent Lu Qiao back to the dormitory every night, and then the two hugged in the nearby woods.

"There is still a curfew of 22 minutes." Lu Qiao, who just entered college, was still a little green, but as always, said bluntly, "I can only kiss for two minutes."

"Twelve minutes," Lance responded, hugging him. "After taking the dual-track exam, it only takes 10 minutes to go back."

Two-speed empty track aircraft driver's license, dedicated to driving, double the speed.

"Specially?" Lu Qiao grabbed Lance's collar and tilted her head proudly, asking for a kiss or not.

"if not?"

There is a huge difference between dual-track civilian aircraft and military pilots, and there is no need for ordinary military students to use them.

Every night after that, the extra 10 minutes of each night didn’t seem to be more passionate, but the time seemed to be stretched continuously, so that the memory of Lance’s back leaving on the Ginkgo Road often gave him a kind of stagnant eternity illusion.

He started to put on a little makeup on himself.

Lance in the mirror moved closer, staring curiously at the cosmetics on the table.

Omega has so many tricks.

He didn't understand these things, but after Lu Qiao picked and tidied her up, her already pretty face immediately became brighter.

It was even so beautiful that it made him feel strange.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that he was motionless, Lu Qiao turned to look at him.

The alpha in front of him seemed to think about the wording before speaking: "There is an extra moon in the seventh star noble circle."

The stars are holding the moon, isn't it Lu Qiao?

Lance could almost imagine Lu Qiao nodding his head slightly, talking and laughing happily with the new and old nobles of the Seventh Star.

This natural advantage is beyond his reach. It turned out to be, and it still is.

Aristocrats... born this way.Even if Lance has made outstanding achievements, he will inevitably be squeezed out by the nobles of all sizes in the meeting.

After all, the superstructure of the empire is the real aristocratic circle.

"Why did you say that suddenly?" Lu Qiao stood up, buried it in Lance's chest, printed the lip gloss she had just applied on his inner liner, and then took out another lipstick and continued to apply, "Even if it is the moon, you are alone of."

He realized that he was being hugged by the waist, and immediately hugged back, raised his head and kissed him fiercely.

Lance took advantage of the situation and hugged him all over.

"If I knew it, I would have come here sooner," he continued, wrapping his arms around Lance's shoulders, "I feel bad when I think I haven't seen you for so many days."

Thinking of Quinn being by Lance's side during that time, he wished he could take all of Lance's memory away.

"I used to think that you were mine anyway, and I wasn't worried at all."

"You're right." Lance's voice reached his ears.

"But I don't think it's enough," he pouted and pulled Lance's badge. "The rest of your time belongs to me."

The white and tender fingers poked at Lance's uniform pattern boredly, making him look like an innocent child.

But he is not a child, he knows what it means for him to insist on coming to the seventh star.

It means that he can have Lance's company as he wishes, and it also means that Lance has to work overtime to change the previous deployment.

In their original plan, Lu Qiao would stay behind the scenes, and Lance would use the seventh star as his base star.

Thinking of this, he tugged the buttons of Lance's clothes again, and muttered, "I just miss you so much, don't say I'm capricious."

Lance seemed to sigh.

"You can do whatever you want," Lance pressed his hand, "who can stop you?"

"No," he retorted in a low voice, "If you insist on not allowing me to come, I will listen... right?"

Lance was noncommittal.

If this is the case, I am afraid that Lu Qiao can tear down the roof of Didu Xing's house.

Besides... In the imperial capital star, there are still many alphas who covet Lu Qiao.

For example, that Haiman, who was ten years older than Lu Qiao, also went to their house every day and gave Lu Qiao private reagents?

Just as she was thinking about this, Lu Qiao on her body tugged at the space box and slid the silver chain onto her thin white wrist.

The smell of tuberose lingering in front of him immediately seemed to be covered with a layer of white cloth, faintly but not disappearing.

"Take it off, and put it on later." Lance found this thing very unpleasant.

Although he wouldn't say it directly, he did have a natural hostility towards Heyman in his heart.

Especially the last time I went home...

"Okay." Lu Qiao didn't think too much, cut off the chain, and said to herself, "Why do you feel that the effect has weakened?"

"It's because the inhibitor can't match the power of the mark."

It was a joy to hold his alpha voice.

The two were so close that the pheromones involuntarily overflowed and entangled with each other.

"Well—it just happened that Heyman said that he would bring me a new generation of suppressors, so I'll just replace them with new ones at noon."

"Hyman? He's coming?" Just after the unpleasant scene, Lance heard the name.

"Yeah," Lu Qiao raised her small face as if asking for credit, "Don't you want people from the Percy family to get involved? The Hayman family has ancestral property in the seventh star, and he said he would come back to help me follow up on investment projects, so he didn't need the family Assigned to my assistant, so you don't have to worry about it."

"I'd rather you use the assistant ba that your family gave you." Unexpectedly, Lance blurted out without thinking.

"What?" He blinked and paused for a moment before answering, "You don't think—"

"Remember the rose he gave you?"

"Rose is just a token of appreciation—wait, I don't think I've seen that bouquet of roses after that day?"

He eyed Lance suspiciously.

"I asked the smart housekeeper to transplant it into the garden." Lance remained calm, "Can't you?"

Buried in the soil as fertilizer, it can be regarded as transplanting for the time being.

"Of course." Lu Qiao buried herself softly in front of his chest, a little aggrieved, "But Hyman's own lovers can be arranged into an empire galaxy, what does it have to do with me—your secretary is It's gross and disgusting—"

"Don't forget what you promised me last night!"

If he saw any strange marks on the lunch box again, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't just throw the food away.

"I've never forgotten it," Lance said quickly, "I promise."

"Then I'll wait."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qiao turned her head to the side and ignored him.

Lance hooked his hand.

After a long time, he suddenly spoke in a low tone:

"I know you trust him, right? When we grow up together, a civilian Omega can still help you enter the military academy...but my family will not allow me to enter the military."

The words were not broken, but Lance knew what Lu Qiao was thinking about.

Although they have always avoided mentioning such topics, this is the reality. Since they were together, it has always been in front of them, insurmountable.

It is very difficult for a commoner and aristocratic marriage to be blessed, especially for a talented and ambitious commoner alpha like Lance.

"Of course I believe you." Lance hugged him tightly.

"I'm here on the Seventh Star this time," he said in an inexplicably awkward voice, "all the procedures have avoided the family's previous personnel relations, as for myself—"

"My surname is Lu. This is the case in the household registration book, and it is also the case in the law."

He was limp at first, but now he seemed to have no strength, and slowly rubbed against Lance's collar.

This is not nonsense, for so many years, Lu Qiao is the only person who does not take Percy's surname and has entered Percy's direct family tree.

As for why he didn't change his surname, it was an old story more than [-] years ago.

Lu Qiao didn't want to recall for a moment, but continued to explain:

"Part of my asset is independence..."

"I understand," Lance interrupted, stroking his loose hair, and reiterated, "Jojo, of course I believe you."

"Yeah." He responded one after another, as if his thoughts hadn't escaped yet.

Lance also stopped talking, just patted his back gently from time to time.

"Come with me to Akiba Mountain during the New Year's Eve."

"it is good."

Qiuye Mountain is where Lu Xingyu's cemetery is located.

After coming here for a long time, Lu Qiao returned to the original topic:

"It's not enough to trust me, you also have to be honest with me."

Although everything ahead is unpredictable, as long as Lance can promise him, of course he will not waver.

"Of course, I promise."