hug my omega

The close-fitting military uniform is worn on Han Zhanchuan's body, making him appear to have broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The military cap on his head makes his brows and eyes more profound. When he looks at people with a casual look, it is enough to make people step back from him unconsciously. outside.

The sound of the flushing toilet sounded, the lock of the bathroom door was unlocked, and the slap of slippers on the floor stopped. Han Zhanchuan turned his head to look.

An Mu stood at the door of the bedroom with a hesitant look, and when he saw him looking, he habitually avoided his eyes, pursed his lips without saying a word, and waited for the man's next move.

He didn't know what he was looking forward to. The five years of being alone had clearly told him that the person he was thinking of didn't love him at all, but he still held a little bit of luck and expectation in his heart.

The sensitive omega can feel that there was no love in what happened last night, and it doesn't even count as solving his physical needs, it's just being tortured and it's hard to bear.

Han Zhanchuan wanted to ask An Mu if his stomach still hurts, but when his eyes touched the scars on his body, he swallowed all the words. Is it a bit hypocritical to say these now.

If a person tortured himself like this, and pretended to ask if it hurts, Han Zhanchuan would think that this person was looking for death, and he would definitely wring his head off with his own hands.

Since he thinks so, it's only natural that An Mu would understand that too.

He got up and straightened his military uniform, and his eyes paused briefly on An Mu's hand covering his stomach. Without saying anything, he took the car keys from the shoe cabinet and left.

The moment the heavy iron door was closed, the tears that An Mu had kept in his eyes fell unexpectedly and hit his white and slender wrist, and he stared at the direction that the man left with blurred eyes.

I know it in my heart, and I don't know how long it will take to come back after leaving.

The consequence of the hangover was that Han Zhanchuan had a headache all afternoon, and thinking that there was another An Mu at home to face, the feeling of being overwhelmed was more worrying than the headache.

Han Zhanchuan's office is on the third floor of the military headquarters. It's not too big, but it's enough for him. There are bookcases on both walls, and there are neatly arranged books on top of it. When you look closely, you can find that the owner has a wide range of interests.

Not only military theories, but also economics, psychology, and literary novels are all on it, and some precious manuscripts of the authors are also mixed in it.

Han Zhanchuan leaned on the soft back of the chair, his eyes drooped, his thick eyelashes covered the boredom in his eyes, and his slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest.

"You rest today, why are you still running to the military area?"

A thick voice came from outside, and the people who didn't hear the sound came first. Colonel Marcus came with strides, his face full of praise for this junior.

"Colonel Marcus." Han Zhanchuan stood up respectfully, his expression was a little dazed when he saw Marcus, he remembered this respected colonel.

Marcus can be regarded as the first nobleman in Han Zhanchuan's official career, so Han Zhanchuan's affection for him is deeper than others.

It's a pity that this senior colonel failed to see Han Zhanchuan become the general of the empire, and he was blown up in the vast interstellar space along with his own warship in a battle.

When I meet an old friend again, I feel that things are right and people are wrong.

"Sit down." Colonel Marcus pulled a chair and sat down facing him. "I drank a lot last night. I didn't expect to get up."

Han Zhanchuan was able to drink so much last night thanks to Colonel Marcus in front of him, because the military region holds a banquet every year and needs to bring his family members to the venue.

In the past few times, Han Zhanchuan used An Mu's absence as an excuse to attend alone, or he didn't go at all, and he could refuse once.

It's a pity that this appearance was discovered by the careful Colonel Marcus. He only thought that Han Zhanchuan had a conflict with his omega, and asked Han Zhanchuan to bring him here with goodwill and half threat.

Colonel Marcus respected Han Zhanchuan like an elder at that time, that's why he took An Mu to meet other people for the first time.

Many colleagues have only heard in rumors that His Majesty the King gave Han Zhanchuan a little prince from Kesheng Planet, but Han Zhanchuan didn't want to bring him out, so he never saw him, but they didn't take it for a while. After all, alpha's possessiveness towards his own omega is normal.

This was the first time they saw An Mu, and many people were curious. Seeing this well-dressed and delicately dressed Han Zhanchuan's arm, with a flustered omega in his eyes, they felt pity unconsciously.

They all thought to themselves, as expected, Han Zhanchuan didn't want him to come out, and if he didn't want to, such a lovely person, he was afraid of being bumped when he was brought out.

A group of single old men were also sore, so they poured Han Zhanchuan a cup of toast. He could drink too much, but he couldn't handle the wheel battle.

Then came the scene this morning.

Thinking of this, Han Zhanchuan frowned slightly. At the beginning, he didn't care about An Mu's state when he was with him, and he just wanted to end this tormenting banquet as soon as possible.

Now it happened just yesterday, and when I think about it, it is much clearer than when I was reborn. When Omega talked to him carefully and boldly wanted to block the drink for him, it gradually became clear.

But what he was doing at the time, Han Zhanchuan's thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of the receiver, and he looked down to see that it was an email from Colonel Marcus, or it was sent to him from the intranet.

Han Zhanchuan looked up at the person in front of him in surprise, and Colonel Marcus nodded for him to open it, "This is the latest research plan of the military department, the development of new energy sources. I wonder if you are interested."

Colonel Marcus had also approached Han Zhanchuan because of this matter, but at that time Han Zhanchuan was not a high-ranking man, but his heart was arrogant, and he only wanted to gallop on the battlefield. , he immediately refused.

He remembered that this experiment also ended in failure at the beginning, because there was no more effective source of power than oil.

After simply flipping through a few pages, Han Zhanchuan looked away from the holographic screen. In a short blink of an eye, his mind was spinning a thousand times, and finally he smiled, "Thank you, Colonel, I am very interested in this project."

Now that you have lived again, you should try the things you missed in your previous life and avoid the mistakes you made in your previous life.

Colonel Marcus was very satisfied with Han Zhanchuan's participation in the new energy development project. He patted Han Zhanchuan on the shoulder, and his eyes were full of praise for the outstanding juniors. You saluted."

After Colonel Marcus left, Han Zhanchuan locked the door of the office from the inside and quietly read the contents of the document.

Although he knew the ridiculousness of this project from the bottom of his heart, after all, Han Zhanchuan already knew that the project would fail, but after carefully reading the researchers' ideas, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Small spaceships can run on electricity, but large warships must rely on oil to operate. The small warships are more than ten meters long and the largest are hundreds of meters.

It is conceivable how much oil resources will be consumed in one inspection, not to mention how oil will flow out like water without money when the war breaks out.

The most difficult thing is that the planet where the empire is located is not rich in oil resources and needs to be imported from other planets. The annual cost of importing oil is not a small amount.

And the use of the energy emitted by spar to replace oil written in this report, if successful, will be even more powerful for the current empire, so the king attaches great importance to this project.

The report mentioned dozens of different crystals, all of which can emit energy, but the stability and length of time are still unknown, which is what the experiment needs to explore.

He was fascinated by the sight, and when he looked up again, it was already pitch black outside the window, and the lights of the military area happened to be on when he looked up, and the dazzling light brought Han Zhanchuan back to reality.

Suddenly remembering that there was another person at home, he was at a loss for a while, hesitated for a moment, and made a call.

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Han Zhanchuan opened the door of his house and frowned when he saw the pitch-black environment inside. Could it be that An Mu wasn't at home?

In his impression, An Mu didn't have many friends, and even his family members were hundreds of light-years away from Kesheng Planet.

With the sound of closing the door, the bedroom door was opened a little, and a furry head poked out, staring at the entrance with wide eyes and blinking.

After seeing the person clearly through the weak light, there was a bang, and the sound of iron products colliding with the wooden floor was particularly ear-piercing in a quiet environment.

A laundry pole rolled out from the crack of the door.

An Mu immediately stood up with his hands in front of him. He looked clean in a blue cotton pajamas. He stepped on sandals with a panda pattern on them. His round toes curled up involuntarily due to nervousness.

With a weak voice and a tone of disbelief, he said, "Ms...Major...you are back."

I saw that after he finished speaking, he immediately bent down and picked up the clothes support. It was a bit funny to hold a stick that was as tall as others in his hand.

Han Zhanchuan's eyes quickly swept across An Mu's exposed skin, and his eyes focused on the neck for a moment, which had been simply wrapped up with gauze, and he knew that the wrapper didn't pay much attention to it at all.

The plastic transparent bag in his hand contained the medicine. Han Zhanchuan walked around An Mu and sat down on the sofa. There was a soft plush carpet under his feet. He said, "Come here."

"...What?" An Mu's voice was very low. If it wasn't just the two of them here, they were so quiet, maybe there was one more person, or there was more noise outside, and they wouldn't be able to hear him speak.

Han Zhanchuan turned his head and looked at him, probably because he got mixed up in the alpha crowd since he was a child, and the military academy didn't teach him how to look at omega.

That's why the look in his eyes was a little fierce, which made An Mu shrink back and walked towards him slowly.

"Sit down." Han Zhanchuan pointed to the first place.

An Mu, who was standing, took a breath and his heart was pounding, but when he saw Han Zhanchuan taking out the medicine box from the plastic bag, he suddenly realized that he blushed, and hurriedly sat down for fear of being discovered .

Han Zhanchuan didn't realize that in just a few tens of seconds, Omega's heart had undergone thousands of changes, and his attention was all focused on An Mu's nape.

Lifting off the gauze, there are two rows of neat tooth marks, most of which have scabbed over, and only one is a small canine tooth, which is a little deep.

Han Zhanchuan touched the ointment on the cotton swab and gently rolled it on the wound, "Does it hurt?"

An Mu, who was originally stimulated and trembling, was stunned, his eyes were a little red, and he lowered his head obediently, exposing his glands to Han Zhanchuan again, clutching the hem of his clothes with fingers like white jade, shaking his head violently.

"Don't move." Han Zhanchuan scolded in a low voice, and An Mu was so frightened that he didn't dare to move immediately, like a wooden man, even breathing a lot easier.

Han Zhanchuan concentrated on applying medicine to the omega, and put a sterile patch on him, which looked much better than random tape around it.

"This, these are military supplies." An Mu was obviously nervous when he spoke. He was trying to talk to Han Zhanchuan, but this omega was not sure if he could succeed.

After all, the number of times he talked with Han Zhanchuan was very small, and the number of times he could chat with Han Zhanchuan was even less. Even so, An Mu still wanted to talk to Han Zhanchuan from the bottom of his heart.

"Yeah." Han Zhanchuan smoothed each corner carefully to prevent it from curling up when turning his head. His warm and callused fingers slid across the delicate skin, making An Mu tremble.

I only heard Han Zhanchuan explain, "I forgot the time when I read the documents. The pharmacy has already closed at this point, so I took the things from the health center of the military region."

Military products are different from civilian products, as can be seen from the packaging box, there will be a yellow star mark in the upper left corner of the military drug box.

"Can I use these? Do I need to return them?"

An Mu doesn't know much about the affairs of the military region, but only knows that there is a strict censorship system when he wants to enter and exit, and when he mentions soldiers, he thinks of various disciplines, and he doesn't know if there are any regulations in this regard.

"It's just some medical supplies." Han Zhanchuan's eyes stayed on the slender neck for a while, and then moved away a little laxly, "Okay."

An Mu got up slowly. The soft fabric drapes very well, and he can clearly feel how slender his body is under the fabric. The butterfly bone on his back bulges with the movement, showing the fragility of Omega even more.