God said, let there be light

"No," Fan Roy looked at Byrne with a faint smile, showing a little helplessness, "I'm just looking for a marriage partner, just like I'm looking for a work partner."

"partner?"

In fact, this is not difficult for Byrne to understand. Marriages between nobles are all for the purpose of realizing that one plus one is greater than two. Simply talking about feelings is very unrealistic.But if it is for such a purpose, then Byrne should not be Van Roy's first choice. After all, the Byrne family now is completely different from 140 years ago.

Van Roy is very frank, talking about his own marriage like a business: "I need an Alpha with status to conclude a marriage relationship, but his family can't be too status and power. My current career is very important, I don't Wants to be anyone's vassal, and doesn't intend to raise children. So, rather than a lover, I need a partner."

Byrne nodded slightly: "I understand what you said, but I'm not interested."

Fan Roy sighed, and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry to tell you this. I hope this meal can make up for my rudeness. I also hope that you don't mind making me a friend. If I offended you just now, please don't Please let me know, and I will avoid appearing in front of you again and causing you embarrassment or discomfort."

Byrne rested his chin on one hand, tilted his head slightly to look at Fan Luoyi, smiled, and asked, "I refused so unceremoniously. Shouldn't it be Mr. Fan who would feel awkward and uncomfortable?"

It is generally believed that Alpha has strong self-esteem, but Omega also has self-esteem. As beautiful as Fan Luoyi, he should be more used to rejecting others and not often rejected by others. Is he so indifferent?

"It's just a pity."

"It's just a pity..." Byrne nodded unconsciously, and asked again, "I'm a little curious, what will Mr. Fan do next? This question is very personal, and it doesn't matter if Mr. Fan doesn't answer."

"If the first choice doesn't work, then try the second choice."

Byrne raised his eyebrows. It seems that Van Roy's list of candidates is quite long.That's right, there should be many people pursuing him.

In fact, Van Roy didn't have a second candidate at all. He never thought about the second candidate. He liked Byrne, so it was Byrne.As for being rejected, it was out of his consideration.

Fan Roy propped his chin with one hand, and lightly poked the fingers of the other hand on the phone screen: "Will Mr. Byrne be curious? My second choice."

"..." Byrne looked at Fan Luoyi, saying that he was lying if he wasn't curious. This Omega made him so curious. He had been curious since the first time he saw that figure in the parking lot.

Fan Roy laughed, clicked on his phone, downloaded the alliance's pheromone matching app, and authorized the use of his own pheromone matching in front of Byrne. Then, his phone started to frantically skip messages.

"Ding……"

"Ding ding ding..."

"Ding ding... ding ding ding... ding ding ding..."

Fan Roy still supported his head, and slightly raised his eyes to look at Byrne.Byrne was looking at him too, and then at his phone.

As the name of the pheromone matching app suggests, the core algorithm is to push "matching objects" to users according to the matching degree of pheromones. Other auxiliary items include age, physical location, educational assets and the like.The better the user's pheromone, the more objects can be matched. Of course, some filtering conditions can be set independently to improve the matching satisfaction.For Fan Roy, who just downloaded the app and was bombarded with "matching applications" for the first time, is enough to prove that his pheromone level is very high.

"Ding ding... ding ding ding... ding ding ding..."

The matching application was still jumping, it was only a few seconds, and the noise had already made Fan Roy's ears hurt.He swiped his fingers a few times to block all applications, and glanced at Byrne again.

"I want to take Mr. Byrne's suggestion and try it out. Would you like to take a gamble, Mr. Byrne?"

"Ok?"

"My best match."

Byrne suddenly understood the meaning of Van Roy's words, the cold joke he just said, saying that Van Roy thought he was the most suitable candidate because of the pheromone match.Obviously, Van Roy had never used this app that was noisier than an alarm clock before.

Fan Roy picked up the phone and shook it.

"Ding."

Fan Roy looked at the message that popped up on the screen, laughed, and clicked to confirm.

"Ding."

This time it was Byrne's cell phone that rang. It was in his trouser pocket, and he subconsciously pressed the trouser pocket. Byrne felt the sudden embarrassment and suffocation, as well as the sudden surprise in his heart.

But Fan Roy burst out laughing, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

It was the first time for Byrne to see Fan Roy smile like this. It was not a hypocritical smirk, not a polite smile, but a pure and happy laugh in a good mood.

Ah... such beauty is really hard to resist.

Byrne laughed as well, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and put it on the table, and watched the matching application pop up on the App, not knowing how he should feel, he was like a transfer student who peeped at the new arrival in class When he couldn't move his eyes, the transfer student suddenly turned his head and met his gaze, as if asking: Am I good-looking?

But of course Van Roy didn't ask.

Fan Roy smiled for a while, and when the dishes they ordered were all served, Fan Roy ate naturally, skipping the topics of "marriage" and "pheromone matching" directly, as if there was no such thing at all.

During the meal, Byrne and Van Roy didn't talk much, and they chatted occasionally. The atmosphere was very similar to the feeling of smoking together when they met for the first time. It was quiet, alienated, and strange, but it was not the same. Need to explore, very casual.

Byrne couldn't understand Fan Roy, and couldn't help but become more curious.To Byrne, Van Roy is like a new species that has not been detected and recognized. It has a delicate and flowery appearance, shimmering with ghostly light, and exudes a seductive sweet fragrance, but the more beautiful it is, the more dangerous it is , His radiance and sweet fragrance may both be poisonous to death upon touch.

He shouldn't be curious.But he couldn't help being curious.

That's alpha nature, that's human nature.

"Although it's still early, is Mr. Byrne interested in having a drink together?"

Fan Roy didn't eat much, but he ate very slowly, so when Byrne put down his chopsticks, he also finished eating.

Byrne looked at Fan Roy, sighed silently in his heart, and said with a smile, "Okay."

His damned curiosity!Blame Van Roy for being damn pretty!

No, not just pretty.Blame Fan Roy for his cold and arrogant demeanor when he smokes, it's too catchy.Blame Fan Roy's adoring and infatuated eyes when looking at LIGHT, no Alpha can resist it, anyone will fall.Blame Fan Roy's clean and neat fighting skills, it is too spicy, too intense, and too memorable.

No, blame himself, even if Fan Luoyi regards marriage as a business negotiation, he would be secretly proud of being the "first choice" in his heart.When I see the pheromone matching app pushing applications frantically, I will be irritable and faintly angry.When Fan Roy sent him the application, he was inexplicably excited again.

Blame him for being cheap, unable to control the agitation that was aroused little by little in his heart.

The restaurant is next door to a six-star self-service hotel. Byrne was sure that Van Roy had premeditated it. He was defeated by his blatant behavior and deeply realized that he was Fan Roy's prey from the very beginning. The most frightening thing about falling into his trap is that he doesn't even have the heart to struggle at all.

Byrne's military boots stepped on the soft and thick carpet silently, and he walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass, overlooking the sprawling skyline of Rensa.

Fan Roy stood beside Byrne, just half an arm's length away, and handed him a glass of wine: "Lanjing, try it?"

Byrne took the wine glass, the sound of the ice cubes sliding was crisp and sweet, and the amber liquid exuded a sharp wine aroma.

"What's so special about this wine? Why couldn't you drink it last time?"

"Have you heard of vines like blue crystal amber?"

Byrne nodded: "It can induce a pheromone storm..."

Blue crystal and blue crystal amber, so direct relationship.

"But isn't this thing strictly controlled by the alliance?" Blue crystal amber was once abused as an inducer, and was later listed as a strictly controlled second-class drug.

"The blue crystal amber content in this wine is very small, even if you drink a whole bottle of blue crystal in one gulp, you won't be induced to go into estrus, but you will get alcohol poisoning first."

The price of aquamarine wine is very expensive, no neurotic will buy aquamarine back to purify aquamarine amber.

Byrne looked at the wine in his hand, Fan Roy invited him to drink, brought him here, and brought him blue crystal, the intention was so straightforward that it made the heart beat faster.

Fan Roy was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his legs crossed, one hand resting on his legs to support his chin, the other hand resting on his lap, shaking the wine glass gently, looking at Byrne.

Generally speaking, Van Roy doesn't need to do this at all. It's so obvious that those Alphas will try their best to get him to bed from the moment they hear "I invite you to dinner." And minds are different.

But Byrne has not taken a sip of wine so far. The only explanation Fan Roy can think of is that Byrne is very resistant to marriage, so disgusted that even if the partner is a beautiful Omega like Fan Roy, he is indifferent.

Byrne turned around and leaned his back against the floor-to-ceiling glass, facing Van Roy, one standing and the other sitting.

"Don't you feel disadvantaged?" Byrne asked.

Fan Roy stared at Byrne, from toe to head, black military boots, black trousers, gray short-sleeved T-shirt, couldn't be simpler, strong arms, muscle lines hidden in the clothes and faintly exposed...

Fan Roy took a sip of his wine, smiled, and asked, "Me? Suffering?"

Tsk, it's terrible.Byrne murmured in his heart, and said, "What if I don't agree to get married in the end? Is it not a loss?"

"I don't understand Mr. Byrne's concerns." Fan Roy took another sip of his wine and said slowly, "Mr. Byrne has already listened to my needs, of course I hope you can agree, but even if we can't be partners , and it doesn’t prevent me from buying you a drink. Mr. Byrne doesn’t need to have any burdens.”

Van Roy bent down and put the wine glass casually at his feet, then stood up, walked in front of Byrne, tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It should be said that since Mr. Byrne can't be the partner of my marriage, then I can't pass up an opportunity like today."

Fuck... going crazy.Van Roy was pushing so hard it was driving him crazy.He suddenly remembered what Fan Luoyi said, "It's just a pity", it was more than a pity!

Byrne took a deep breath: "Why me?"

"Well, don't like flies."

Byrne laughed out loud. That night at LightHouse, it turned out that those Alphas were flies in Van Roy's eyes.

Fan Roy suddenly reached out and pressed Byrne's chest, pushed him hard against the floor-to-ceiling glass, raised his head and leaned forward to kiss him.

Fan Roy has a slender figure, but Byrne is 190 cm tall, and Fan Roy has to stand on tiptoes to get it. This kind of pouncing posture is not very oppressive to Byrne, and it should be thrown into the arms, but Fan Roy pressed on his chest very hard, not allowing him to escape and flinch.

Byrne stretched out his arms around Fan Roy's waist and picked him up.

At the moment when lips and tongues were intertwined, Fan Roy laughed, and crossed his legs off the ground to wrap his arms around Byrne's waist.

Byrne hugged Fan Roy and walked to the bed. The wine glass in his hand was placed on the bedside, and he freed his hands to hold Fan Roy. Instead of putting him down, he carried him into the bathroom.

Van Roy whispered in Byrne's ear and said, "Daiss, I want to smell your pheromone."

Fuxk!He wasn't Mr. Byrne at last.Byrne didn't even know that he was so irritable, and Fan Roy could rub it casually, and he could get it.

The faint smell of pheromones slowly overflows. The complex fragrance is slightly bitter and sweet, light and not greasy. It turns out to be agarwood, a pheromone of plant wood.

Fan Roy leaned against Byrne's neck, rubbed it lightly, sniffed it, and said, "I like it."

The smell of agarwood is more intense.

Byrne put Van Roy on the marble countertop of the washstand, and wanted to smell Fan Roy's pheromone by leaning on the back of his neck, but there was a protective sticker on the back of his neck, and no smell leaked out.

It was the first time that Byrne could not stand being teased without even smelling the smell of Omega pheromone.

Van Roy took off his shirt, and Byrne reached out to unbutton his pants while kissing his neck. Fan Roy had a good figure, not the slender figure of most Omegas, and his muscular lines were beautiful.

Byrne's palm moved over and caressed him, with scorching temperature and a little sticky sweat, and he took off the man in a short while.

Byrne's eyes followed his fingers to the left side of Van Roy's waist. There was a tattoo there, but it was actually on the lower back. Byrne saw it in the mirror.

Van Roy noticed Byrne's gaze, jumped off the sink, turned his back to Byrne, and let him see clearly.

Byrne froze for a moment, and read out: "dixitqueDeusfiatluxetfactaestlux..."

"fiat lux et fact a est lux..."