hug my omega

The basement of the Empire State Administration Building is completely white, and each room is equipped with one-way glass.

At this time, there were two people sitting opposite each other in the room.

Han Zhanchuan's eyes fell on the sharpened dagger on the table, and he could feel that An Mu had been staring at him.

The man named An Mu was so skinny that even the smallest size clothes looked empty on him.

The thick dark circles under his eyes, and his chapped and pouty lips can tell that his mental state is on the verge of collapse, but the way he looks at Han Zhanchuan still has a tenderness that cannot be melted away.

"I have no choice." As soon as Han Zhanchuan finished speaking, An Mu answered, "I know."

An Mu grabbed the dagger and held it up to stab his heart, but Han Zhanchuan instinctively held down his wrist. Even Han Zhanchuan didn't understand why he did this.

An Mu, who had been keeping a dull face all this time, finally showed a smile, and bit by bit, he broke away Han Zhanchuan's hand that was holding onto his wrist, with such a force that it didn't seem like such a weak person should have the strength.

"I know, I know everything." An Mu's voice was very soft, "If you kill me, the king will let you go."

The sharp blade pierced into the chest, and the blood instantly stained the white short sleeve red, and bright flowers bloomed on the chest.

An Mu fell weightlessly, and the chair was hit and made a harsh tearing sound on the ground.

At that moment, Han Zhanchuan felt cold sweat all over his body.

The omega who had been with him for ten years just fell down in front of his eyes, and he didn't know what kind of emotions he should use to face it.

The door was opened, and two men in combat uniforms came to drag away the dying An Mu.

Han Zhanchuan knew where they were going to take An Mu and what they were going to do.

It's to the watchtower.

Let the people of Kesheng planet see how their patriarch's favorite little prince, Anmu, was strangled.

The moment the soldier touched An Mu, Han Zhanchuan, who had been sitting firmly on the chair, jumped up and went straight to An Mu's acupoint, beating them by surprise.

Holding An Mu in his arms, he ran out. He was obviously the great general of the empire, someone who was never afraid of thousands of warships.

Holding An Mu so lightly now, his hands couldn't stop shaking physiologically.

An Mu half-closed his eyes, the hand holding the clothes on Han Zhanchuan's chest slipped weakly, and said angrily, "Put me down, no, you can't do this."

"Give up, Han Zhanchuan, ten years, I'm tired, this is the last thing I can do."

"Let me die with dignity, please."

The alarm sounded in the building, and the superior immediately issued a hunting order for Han Zhanchuan on the charge of rebellion.

There were so many people who came to besiege, Han Zhanchuan couldn't escape with An Mu in his arms, he was pressed hard every step of the way, and he even came to the watchtower.

The sea breeze was blowing, carrying a damp and salty smell, and the seagulls were attracted by the smell of blood, circling in the sky.

The consciousness of the person in his arms has begun to lose consciousness, but the hanging hand is still trying to reach the corner of Han Zhanchuan's clothes.

A group of people approached with electromagnetic guns, and the drones in the sky played loud persuasion words in a loop.

Han Zhanchuan hugged the person in his arms tightly, stepped back and stood on the edge of the watchtower.

The sea breeze blew up his clothes and messed up his hair. Han Zhanchuan's eyes behind the slightly long hair on his forehead were filled with indelible gloom.

"I'm sorry."

Then Han Zhanchuan leaned back, hugged An Mu and fell off the high platform in front of everyone.

The last words were blown away by the wind.

A generation of generals of the empire fell.

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The warm sun at noon directly penetrated the gauze curtains, and hit the snow-white bed straight. The quilt was messy, the sheets were wrinkled, and the clothes scattered on the floor were balled up. One can imagine how anxious they were to take them off at that time. .

Han Zhanchuan felt a severe headache and was drowsy, groping around on the soft bed with his hands.

When the palm touched the warm skin, he woke up instantly.

The memory was stuffed into his head, making him dizzy.

He didn't jump off the observation deck with An Mu in his arms. How could he be alive at that height?

Han Zhanchuan took a closer look, this bedroom was somewhat familiar... This is the apartment he lived in when he was still a major!

How could this be?

Then the people around me are...

Han Zhanchuan's goal was a fair neck, but there were deep teeth marks on it, as if he wanted to bite off the glands at the back of the neck.

In an instant, Han Zhanchuan knew what time it was.

This was probably the first time he and An Mu were intimate. In my impression, intimacy was a matter of warmth and love, but Han Zhanchuan didn't like An Mu at the time, and even hated and looked down on An Mu deep down in his heart. .

Neither of them were very happy. After Han Zhanchuan was drunk, the suppressed emotions in his heart poured out, and he strengthened An Mu with a vengeful mentality. Although An Mu did not stop crying from pain, he still bit his lip and hugged him tightly. Han Zhanchuan.

This was Han Zhanchuan's vague memory. The hangover made him unable to recall the details of last night. Only An Mu's sobbing like a small animal and a distorted facial features emerged in his mind.

He remembered that he packed up and went to live in the army that morning, leaving An Mu, who was covered in bruises, facing the empty room alone. It was also from that moment that the marked omega became weaker and thinner without the nourishment of alpha.

In the next five years, Han Zhanchuan went back to his residence. Although An Mu's mental state was abnormal, every time Han Zhanchuan saw him, An Mu greeted him with a gentle smile. , even if the stay time is not as long as the guests come.

It is not without reason that Han Zhanchuan hates An Mu. A high-spirited warrior is on the rise in his career and full of longing for the future, but one day he is suddenly told by the king that he needs to marry a prince from an unknown planet.

Facing the oppression of power, Han Zhanchuan, who had been rebellious since he was a child, could only marry the little prince Anmu.

But that doesn't mean he succumbed to it. Marriage is fine, so marrying home and displaying it as a vase is also a way to deal with it, and he has always resented the king in his heart, thinking that he ruined his yearning for love.

At this time, it was the fifth year that Han Zhanchuan and An Mu had been married.

Han Zhanchuan blinked while lying on the bed. The man had deep browbones and a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes. His appearance was too bright, which really didn't fit the rigid and serious appearance of a soldier.

However, this man, with such excellent commanding ability, served as a lieutenant after graduating from the military academy, and overcame obstacles all the way in the next ten years, completed beautiful battles one after another, and became the most proud general of the empire.

Han Zhanchuan, who has a good psychological acceptance ability, quickly adjusted his state and leaned forward cautiously, wanting to see An Mu's current situation clearly. Unfortunately, the slight movement of the soft mattress under his tall body was enough to wake him up. Just a trembling and shallow sleeping villain.

The eyelashes were smeared with tears, sticking to each other in twos and threes, and the soft hair was also wet with sweat, sticking to the white and smooth forehead with moisture.

There was an obvious tooth mark on the red and swollen lower lip, which was bitten hard, and there was a faint sign of blood dripping.

Seeing that An Mu was about to wake up, Han Zhanchuan hurriedly backed away. Unfortunately, the general who had been strategizing all this time lost his balance in a panic and fell on An Mu, who had opened his eyes in a daze. The villain was hit by him. grunted.

Han Zhanchuan got up in a hurry, and after seeing An Mu curled up silently, hugging his stomach, he couldn't say a word of comfort and concern.

Shocking bruises can be seen only on the exposed parts of An Mu, not to mention the scene under the quilt.

The delicate omega couldn't bear Alpha's brutality at all, not to mention that although Han Zhanchuan was drunk at the time, he also had the idea of ​​deliberately stalking An Mu in his heart, but he just used the excuse of being drunk to cover up his shameless thoughts.

Han Zhanchuan coughed lightly, lifted the quilt and got up from the bed. Compared with An Mu's tragic injuries, there were only a few more scratches on his back. It looked like he hadn't exerted much force, and there were no red marks on his oily skin. .

Han Zhanchuan, who got into the bathroom, immediately washed his face with cold water, and stood in front of the mirror in a daze. Such a youthful appearance was clearly his own, but it was extremely strange.

It wasn't until there was a faint knock on the door that he came back to his senses. The voice behind the door was hoarse after overuse, and it was a bit unpleasant, "Major, I have a stomachache. Can I use the bathroom first?"

The door was opened from the inside, and it was not obvious that they were lying down. The two of them were standing face to face, and the height difference immediately appeared. An Mu was more than a head shorter than Han Zhanchuan, and he was thinner, making him even more petite.

He got up with loose short sleeves on his body, his face was pale and bloodless, his lips were trembling to endure the discomfort in his stomach, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the man in front of him.

Although Han Zhanchuan didn't return home for a long time in his previous life, and met Anmu very few times, he still attended some important occasions with Anmu, such as the military party's party, and he needed to bring his family. Han Zhanchuan could only take On Anmu.

At that time, he never felt that the omega standing next to him was so small and fragile, or if it wasn't necessary for the occasion at that time, he would never have met this person who was labeled cheap by himself on the wedding night.

To say why this happened, we have to start with the first meeting between the two.

At that time, Han Zhanchuan, who had just graduated from the military academy, stepped into the military region as a lieutenant with his excellent grades. He followed Colonel Marcus to Kesheng Planet for friendly negotiations. The two met at that time.

It's a pity that it was a little far away, and Han Zhanchuan was young and energetic at the time, and he didn't want to give an extra look to insignificant people, even the prince of this planet.

In Han Zhanchuan's impression, the two of them were at most strangers who passed by on the road, and they couldn't even talk about dating or marrying, so it took it for granted that An Mu was also forced.

With the idea that he is also a poor person in the end of the world, on the night of his wedding, Han Zhanchuan came to negotiate with An Mu after dealing with his friends and seniors.

Thinking of an omega marrying to another planet, he was more or less scared, so Han Zhanchuan specially practiced his expressions when he went there, so as not to frighten the soft omega.

Unexpectedly, the moment the door was pushed open, a figure jumped into his arms, the villain looked at him shyly, the love in his eyes was undisguised, Han Zhanchuan exploded in his head like fireworks, buzzing ring.

After some negotiation, I found out that the prince named An Mu asked to be married on his own initiative. After knowing the truth, Han Zhanchuan was not happy with the joy of others. Instead, his eyes on An Mu changed from pity to Disgusted, he immediately flung his sleeves away, leaving An Mu, who was full of tears, guarding the empty room alone, and this guarding lasted for ten years.

An Mu stood awkwardly at the door, his shoulders pressed against the door, as if he was too weak to slide down at any time.Han Zhanchuan let him in sideways, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly said, "I don't feel well, you can go to the hospital."

The person who was wrinkled and pale turned into a blush visible to the naked eye. Han Zhanchuan took the initiative to talk to him, and An Mu couldn't even speak fluently, "I...I'm fine, I just stayed inside last night... …too much, so my stomach hurts."

Later, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his appearance obviously didn't care about Han Zhanchuan's bullying last night, or An Mu couldn't think of the real reason why he didn't drink seriously, because this person had a purpose in the first place.

Upon hearing this, Han Zhanchuan shut his mouth and left the bathroom quickly, not forgetting to close the bathroom door.

Han Zhanchuan, who hadn't walked a few steps, heard the click of a lock, turned around and looked at the wooden door panel with a surprised expression, not knowing what emotion to use to face this situation for a moment.

The author has something to say: On a sleepless night, the author was bathed in the moonlight, holding her mobile phone and meditating for a long time. Suddenly, she slapped her thigh and roared towards the sky,

"Open the text! Give it to me!"

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Hug the cutie who has been waiting for so long and give her a kiss! ! !

Acting like a baby~showing cuteness~rolling~