hug my omega

It took seven days to say whether it was fast or slow. After the military department issued the cancellation notice, Han Zhanchuan immediately packed up his things and left the military area. The moment he stepped out of the military area seemed like a world away.

Every entrance of the military area is strictly controlled by personnel. When Han Zhanchuan drove out of the gate, he vaguely saw someone looking inside on tiptoe.

Today's sun was so hot that it made people burn all over. Han Zhanchuan, who has never been nosy, wanted to make a detour to go to another door to leave because he didn't want to make noise and disturb his time to go home.

But when he was looking for a corner, he suddenly saw the face of the person standing outside the door. Before his head could react, he stepped on the accelerator and passed directly.

When the soldiers guarding the gate saw the military vehicle, they immediately stopped to salute, while the man in the vehicle said coldly, "Come up."

The soldiers looked at each other, unable to make up their minds. Only An Mu, who was standing under the sun, knew that Han Zhanchuan was calling him, and climbed into the car with hands and feet.

Seeing Omega running towards the back seat again, Han Zhanchuan frowned and said, "Come ahead."

An Mu paused, blinked and looked at Han Zhanchuan, then immediately stepped back and sat in the co-pilot.

Omega's body was still steaming, beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of her nose, and her fair little face was a little flushed from the sun.

Han Zhanchuan, who was observing, saw An Mu licking his dry lips, then suddenly looked away, and drove the car away from the military area.

On the way, Han Zhanchuan's tone was still dry, "They won't let you in?" He said and threw the mineral water by the door to An Mu.

An Mu didn't know what it meant, and nodded while carefully holding the mineral water, as if holding something important, with both hands clenched.

"I'll drink it for you." Han Zhanchuan couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him aloud.

"Thank you, Major." Probably really thirsty, An Mu unscrewed the cap of the bottle without hesitation and gulped it down. While drinking, he kept his eyes on Han Zhanchuan.

Han Zhanchuan didn't wear a military uniform today. He was dressed in simple short-sleeves and jeans, making him look like a college student who has just stepped into the society. An Mu's eyes rested on the white sneakers on his feet, and his heart moved.

This pair of sneakers was given to Han Zhanchuan anonymously by An Mu after he was sent to Kesheng planet. At that time, An Mu's heart was hung on Han Zhanchuan, but he had no chance to contact him.

It just so happened that the Imperial Military Department wanted to hold a military-civilian family activity, and selected some officers with image and status to come out. The original intention was to let the common people write letters to them to express their feelings.

Probably only An Mu sent a pair of shoes with a greeting card with Han Zhanchuan's name written on it.

I thought that Han Zhanchuan would definitely not keep these things, but I didn't expect to see him wearing them on his feet one day.

I didn't throw it away.

"Wait for me?" Han Zhanchuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by the omega, so he could only speak first.

An Mu nodded, squeezed the mineral water in his hand a little awkwardly, "I called Colonel Marcus, and he said that you will unblock today, so I... I will come here."

Thinking about it now, An Mu wanted to find a hole to get in, so why did he run towards the military headquarters in a frenzy? Han Zhanchuan obviously hated himself interfering in his military affairs the most.

"I'm sorry, Major." He couldn't think of anything to say, so he could only bow his head and apologize.

Han Zhanchuan didn't know what An Mu thought of in the blink of an eye, and apologized inexplicably so that he pursed his lips and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit weird, Han Zhanchuan didn't speak, and An Mu didn't dare to speak anymore, the car drove steadily all the way to the apartment where he lived.

On the other side, Yan He was also released from the small black room where he was detained. Looking through his communication system, there was only a message from Han Zhanchuan, asking him to contact him after he came out.

Yan He took a deep breath and turned off the communicator. He didn't want to see anyone for the time being.

During this period of time in the small black room, Yan He thought a lot, because he was in the flight department in the past, so he was not clear about the way the military department handled things. This time, he finally realized how ruthless and indifferent.

The joy of shooting down the spaceship still remained in my heart, but more of it was the constant self-doubt in my heart during the seven long days, as well as the sense of helplessness in the face of reality.

When he was about to go back, he saw a white figure running not far away. Cao Xiaobai's coat flew up and down as he ran, covering the hem of the clothes with one hand and the bangs on his forehead with the other.

"Sergeant Yan Jun! Fortunately, we caught up." Cao Xiaobai propped his knees and panted, "I thought I was going to miss you."

"You...why are you here?" Yan He took a step back unconsciously, but was grabbed by Cao Xiaobai's wrist abruptly, using his strength to straighten up.

"Major Han has his own omega to pick you up. I thought that you have no one else, so I came here. After all, we are also fateful friends." Cao Xiaobai smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Where are you going later? "

"go home."

Yan He looked away, he was not used to such enthusiastic omega, or he had never seen omega since he entered the flight department, they were all betas.

"Who are you going back to? I'll treat you to dinner. After we're done, let's talk about the project." Only then did Cao Xiaobai reveal his true purpose, and looked at Yan He flatteringly.

Yan He didn't think there was anything wrong with what Cao Xiaobai did. After all, he had already joined the project, and Cao Xiaobai was the person in charge of the project. If he had something to ask him, he should go.

Guan Xiaoheiwu didn't eat well these few days, so he was a little concerned about what Cao Xiaobai wanted to treat him to, so he asked, "Where to eat?"

"Military canteen!"

"..."

The car stopped in the garage, and when Han Zhanchuan wanted to get out of the car, An Mu who was beside him finally said, "Major, you go back first, I'll go shopping."

At the end, he added in a very low voice, "There is nothing at home."

During the few days when Han Zhanchuan was locked up in the military headquarters, An Mu couldn't eat or sleep, and he didn't have the slightest interest in other things in life.

This feeling is different from Han Zhanchuan not returning home. If the major just doesn't want to come back, An Mu can comfort himself that the major is at least safe, but the detention this time is for real.

An Mu is a prince from a small planet, the customs and habits there are very different from those of the imperial capital, and Han Zhanchuan doesn't like his involvement in the military affairs, so An Mu's impression of the military department can be obtained from TV or the website. .

Often the more this is the case, the easier it is to be disturbed by unnecessary or wrong information. The more An Mu thinks about it at home alone, the more he is afraid. What is more tormenting is that he has no one to talk about this suffocating helplessness.

During the moment when omega was speaking, Han Zhanchuan scanned the half of his collarbone exposed from the loose collar, frowned slightly, and the car started up again.

"Major, it's not far away, I'll just walk over there." An Mu said.

This omega seemed very afraid to bother himself, "Go out and eat."

Han Zhanchuan also figured it out within seven days of being monitored. Although the two will part ways in the end, as an alpha, he has the obligation and responsibility to take good care of Omega during the time they get along, and teach the little prince to survive in society basic skills.

A Japanese grocery store with private boxes. Colonel Marcus brought him here. Han Zhanchuan doesn't like fancy food, and Colonel Marcus doesn't like it either, but his omega Professor Cumberland likes it. .

After eating it, I found it very interesting, and the taste of sake is quite fresh for them who are used to drinking strong alcohol, so Colonel Marcus and Han Zhanchuan will come here occasionally.

When he was studying, Han Zhanchuan even had to go to physiology class for the sake of his test scores, so he didn't know what omega needs and likes in private.

Thinking that Professor Cumberland is an omega, since he likes it, then Anmu should also like it.

Now is not the time for meals, so there are very few people, and they are in the private room, so it is even more quiet.

The two sat opposite each other on the tatami, An Mu kept looking down at his knees, his hands under the table clasped together nervously.

Because there were not many people, the food ordered was served on the table in a short while. When Han Zhanchuan and the colonel came, they just drank some wine and didn't know much about the food here, so Han Zhanchuan put the menu Everything recommended on the website came in one copy.

Han Zhanchuan noticed that An Mu looked at the food in front of him and didn't move. It wasn't until he started eating that he imitated his movements and started eating.

The bones on Omega's wrist protrude, his small hands are extraordinarily slender, and his fluffy hair makes his face even smaller. If Han Zhanchuan looks like a college student in plain clothes, then An Mu is a stunted high school student.

An Mu didn't eat much, and picked up a little from almost every plate, so he put down his chopsticks, and sat obediently waiting for Han Zhanchuan.

"Are you full?" Han Zhanchuan was not interested in these things. An Mu stopped, and he also put down his chopsticks. Seeing Omega nodded, "Let's go."

In order to coax his own omega, Colonel Marcus recharged the card here. This is why Han Zhanchuan is so generous, and he swiped the membership card that the colonel deposited here without mercy.

On the way home, the omega beside him was very quiet. If it wasn't for unconsciously rubbing his stomach, Han Zhanchuan might not be able to notice An Mu's discomfort now.

Parking the car to the side of the road, Han Zhanchuan lifted the hair sticking to An Mu's fair forehead, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Omega's pursed lips turned white, tears welled up in her eyes due to discomfort, but she stubbornly shook her head when faced with Han Zhanchuan's question.

It doesn't look like it's okay, Han Zhanchuan began to recall, and immediately thought of the meal just now, "Did you eat bad stomach?"

An Mu did not deny it this time, but lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Han Zhanchuan.

Unexpectedly, Omega's stomach was so fragile, Han Zhanchuan drove out of the car at a high speed and headed for a nearby medical station.

Having been spotted, An Mu simply curled up and hugged his stomach, hoping to relieve the pain in this way.

The family members of the military enjoy the priority of medical resources, and doctors soon came to consult.

"What did you eat?" The doctor was a beta in his fifties, with silver hair mixed with black hair.

Han Zhanchuan glanced at the work badge on his chest, Pu Jia.

Before he was reborn, he remembered that there was a major virus infection. When the empire suffered heavy casualties, a doctor named Pujia stepped forward and led the whole country to carry out epidemic prevention for three months.

"Japanese food, seafood sashimi or something." Han Zhanchuan said.

Pujia recorded it in his notebook and continued to ask the doctor, "How is your diet recently?"

Han Zhanchuan was released only after he was locked up in the military headquarters. He didn't know about An Mu's situation. An Mu, who had kept his head down, raised his head, looked at Han Zhanchuan, and then at Pujia.

Finding that both of them were staring at him, he lowered his head silently, "I...I haven't eaten much recently."

"Omega's body is inherently weaker than other races, and eating raw and cold food suddenly will inevitably cause gastrointestinal discomfort. His current condition does not need to be hospitalized, and he will go to the infusion room for infusion later."

Pu Jia wrote in his notebook while talking, "As an alpha, you need to take good care of your omega. If it weren't for the fact that you are a military officer, I think I would report you directly to the Omega Protection Association."

"No! The major is very kind to me." Han Zhanchuan didn't respond, but An Mu became anxious first. He was already uncomfortable, and the pain became worse when he was anxious, "It's my own reason..."

"Prescribe the medicine, Dr. Pujia." Han Zhanchuan grabbed An Mu's shoulders and let the words behind him disappear in his throat.