Chapter 1 This secret has been kept for five years. He had a lot of fun acting.

Pei Jiqing's fingertips were stained with maple syrup. When the red light on camera No. 3 went out, he asked his assistant to help loosen the buttons on his shirt collar.

It was so tight.

The makeup artist chased after the monitor with a powder puff, but he raised his hand to block her and said that it was not necessary for the time being.

The priceless platinum wedding bracelet knocked against the metal table, making a crisp sound.

This was the fifth anniversary gift that Chen Huixing had chosen for him because Pei Jiqing said that the wedding ring was not

convenient for recording the show. On the first day of wearing it, he had already shown it off in front of the camera from all angles. Pei Jiqing was moved and said on the show that her return gift to her husband was a peace amulet that was difficult to obtain through dedicated spiritual practice.

"Teacher Pei, there is..."

"Ah, what?" Pei Jiqing looked up in confusion, wiping his lower lip with his fingers. His long legs leaning against the kitchen counter showed beautiful muscle lines in his black suit pants.

The girls in the director's room said it was nothing, and the collective gasps penetrated the glass.

After all, this face, which can withstand the test of the big screen, maintains the level of a commander most of the time.

When Pei Jiqing licked the frosting off his fingertips, the corners of his eyes swayed into a seductive vortex in the camera. He tasted the sweetness and smiled sheepishly. They had just made a honey cake with the guests, and a little bit of it remained.

His program is called "Honey Talk Star Chef", and the guests are usually celebrities and internet celebrities. They cook in the form of a chat, and each time the dishes are carefully selected to match the theme of the guests.

This episode's guests had just finished filming a TV series called "Gunsmoke and Frosting". The two male protagonists' names correspond to the pheromones of the two protagonists.

Alpha is tall and handsome, and Omega is optimistic and cheerful.

The aesthetic of the collision of military background and sweet pet elements.

An AO fantasy drama with the ultimate contrast of iron blood and tenderness.

So the theme of this episode is honey cake.

The two protagonists tried their best to passionately sell their CP in front of Pei Jiqing.

For example, tying aprons together, the Omega pressing the muzzle of a cream gun against the Alpha's pecs, revealing the other's use of real pheromones for a dramatic effect, and revealing the same suppressant patch—these were all

just the beginning. The two of them sprinkled icing sugar on each other, raising the sieve like a sniper rifle, mimicking the famous scene from "Gunsmoke and Frosting"—it was truly captivating.

The staff behind the monitors were all excited.

Pei Jiqing blinked and twirled the bracelet on his wrist, thinking that with such dedication, the show would surely be full of excitement, and Pei Jiqing wouldn't need to bring up Chen Huixing again to increase discussion.

Indeed, the director assured Pei Jiqing after the recording that this episode would definitely generate enough buzz.

There was no need for Pei Jiqing to suggest even making Chen Huixing's lunch box insulation bulletproof, military-grade, for fear that he'd get a cold meal, thus fueling a stomachache.

In fact, Pei Jiqing had indeed resorted to extremes to generate buzz before, but that was when the show was on the verge of being completely canceled. Chen Huixing ended his two-year military service and returned to Ling City to take up the position of CEO of the Military Alliance.

That marked the end of their separation.

Pei Jiqing had never flaunted her status as the wife of the CEO of the Asian United Nations Military Alliance before.

She'd been afraid that Chen Huixing might accidentally die on the battlefield, causing unnecessary trouble, so she'd never mentioned it.

In this day and age, fewer wars don't mean none.

Besides, Pei Jiqing wouldn't have dared to piggyback on the popularity of his Black-Faced Demon God.

Finally, a soldier had risen to become a general, and Pei Jiqing finally realized her husband, whom she'd been married to for so many years, was now useful.

He'd founded this program, from the very beginning, planning the topic to securing investment. It's no exaggeration to say he was Pei Jiqing's child.

With his child about to die, how could he, as a father, not be anxious?

Chen Huixing happened to have a meeting at the time, and Pei Jiqing went to his study and fed him a strawberry, captured by the cameras in front of them.

It was Chen Huixing's silence that hadn't caught Pei Jiqing's attention, so he quickly apologized. During that time, Pei Jiqing was so distracted by the program that he wisely left the room. He overheard Chen Huixing saying that they needed to utilize all resources to complete the mission.

Suddenly, an idea struck Pei Jiqing.

To be honest, if it could have saved the show, Pei Jiqing had even considered cooking in high heels and a uniform apron, not to mention riding on her husband's popularity.

Pei Jiqing gave it his all.

Who knew his father's help would work so well?

Pei Jiqing cooked for Shen Huixing, even using a vernier caliper to chop scallions. This topic, which caused not only stomach pain but also testicular pain, generated hundreds of millions of discussions on Asian social platforms.

"The audience loves this," Old Yu said, his eyes gleaming as he watched the soaring popularity and ratings. "A highly educated host cooking for love and being a lovely wife is such a hot topic..."

Pei Jiqing, relying on the fact that Shen Huixing never paid attention to his stomach-wrenching show, took advantage of it.

After all, ratings speak for themselves.

Later, Pei Jiqing revealed a hickey on his neck, prompting guests to tease him about Executive Shen's waist. The stagehand swung a teleprompter, and Pei Jiqing initially remained subdued, saying it was okay. But then, unable to bear the stagehand's constant presence, he remarked, "I just realized the seven times a night scene in the novel wasn't fake." The director even added a soft pink light to the scene.

Soon after, a report was released online showing the two's pheromone compatibility exceeding 90%.

Some said this was quantum entanglement compatibility, something the Civil Affairs Bureau would automatically investigate.

With compatibility at this level, Pei Jiqing must have dreamed of having children with Chen Huixing during his susceptible period.

When Pei Jiqing saw this comment, his face trembled with fear.

Of course, Pei Jiqing hadn't released this data publicly; to avoid misunderstandings, he went to Chen Huixing to explain.

But Chen Huixing simply declared, "I know. I published it."

After several attempts, Chen Huixing showed no reaction.

Pei Jiqing then boldly rubbed against her.

Later, Pei Jiqing was warned by Chen Huixing once when he said he'd hand-wash his underwear for him. The military forum crashed for hours.

That time, Chen Huixing finally gritted his teeth and said, "Pei Jiqing, stop it."

Pei Jiqing felt wronged, but he dared not speak. He had indeed washed Chen Huixing's underwear, albeit only once, when he visited the army and pretended to be virtuous and washed Chen Huixing's new underwear.

Pei Jiqing deliberately hung his black underwear in the common area for senior officers, swaying in the wind. He met two acquaintances and chatted for a while before returning to his room.

It turned out to be a windy day, and the underwear blew away.

Chen Huixing told him not to touch his things.

After being warned, Pei Jiqing could only show some affection, showing off his extraordinary love for Chen Huixing from the side, but he didn't dare to mention him directly.

Pei Jiqing felt that the Yantang couple would definitely be a hit.

When his phone vibrated for the third time in his pocket, he was holding a mineral water bottle with his thumb and thumb, looking up and drinking water.

Pei Jiqing stared at the "Male Bodhisattva" note bouncing across his phone screen, choking on the water that trickled down his jaw and into his collarbone. The moment the call was connected, the clinking of red sandalwood Buddhist beads struck his eardrums, followed by Liang Yi's deliberately hushed, smoky voice: "Jiqing, my eyelids started twitching when I just changed the offerings to the Bodhisattva..."

The makeup artist's tissue was balled up by Pei Jiqing.

"And then?"

The Beta male on the other end of the line, over fifty and still insisting on wearing a silk Tang suit, a religious but avid smoker and drinker, snapped his agarwood bracelet around his wrist. "This time, something's really wrong! That little bastard Chen Xinze is engaging in captivity play in his villa in the south of the city!"

Pei Jiqing coughed, knocking over a bottle of mineral water.

Driving to the hospital, Pei Jiqing received the surveillance video Liang Yi had sent him.

It showed Chen Xinze utterly distraught on the first floor, while a red-haired young man, wrapped in a dark Gi blanket, huddled in a corner of a room on the second floor. His skin was fair, and his silver anklet jingled as he gnawed on an apple.

"What a sin! He fell for this painter Omega named Mu... Mu Xinbai! She didn't want to be married, so he just tied her up and got the marriage certificate."

Liang Yi suddenly choked up and ripped open the jade clasp at her collar. "She'd rather bite through her artery than be marked by him. It's terrible. The bloody velvet bed curtains are still hanging on the surveillance cameras in the South City Villa..."

Pei Jiqing asked about the Omega's current condition.

Liang Yi said he was taking her to the hospital. "I've got Xinze under control now, but you have to keep it a secret from Huixing! You know how he broke two of Xinze's ribs last time with his belt..."

Liang Yi said that hiding this from Chen Huixing was unrealistic.

He suggested ordering protective clothing for Chen Xinze to reduce his damage.

Pei Jiqing felt that Liang Yi's most important task now was to get Chen Xinze a copy of the Criminal Law Amendment.

The two of them rushed to the hospital where Mu Xinbai was staying.

When Liang Yi saw Pei Jiqing, he suddenly took out cinnabar glutinous rice from his old flower bag and put it into Pei Jiqing's pocket: "Return, enemies and creditors! This hospital is not a good place."

"Dad, Mr. Mu is fainting from blood loss." Pei Jiqing pinched the test tube, touched his chin and said, "Didn't you say last time that the peach blossom talisman you asked for Xinze would definitely bless him with a good peach blossom?"

"That one was blessed by a Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain," Liang Yi suddenly approached mysteriously, "Maybe it was raining heavily on the day we asked for the talisman, and the courier said that the talisman might have been mixed up with something else during transportation..."

Liang Yi sobbed, and Pei Jiqing turned around to see Mu Xinbai sitting up with his bandaged wrist. The morning light filtered through the blinds, casting a cold expression on his face.

No wonder Shen Xinze was bewitched.

Liang Yi, as the mother of the perpetrator, did not dare to step forward.

Pei Jiqing, as the eldest sister-in-law, took half a step forward. He cleared his throat: "Hello, Mr. Mu, I am Shen Xinze's... uh..." "

Sister-in-law in the legal sense."

Mu Xinbai fiddled with the infusion tube slowly and methodically. The sunlight turned the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye into a cold star, making the sneer on his lips even more thrilling: "Please tell your brother that I have asked someone to draft a divorce agreement. " "

Divorce now...I'm afraid it's not possible," After all, Chen Xinze is not an easy person to deal with. Pei Jiqing was about to continue with the sentence, "You should take care of yourself first, and then we can make a long-term plan." Not long after, he was startled by Mu Xinbai's sudden action of lifting the quilt and was torn in half.

The sick beauty opened the window and climbed up. The spring breeze with the smell of disinfectant lifted his blue and white striped hospital gown, revealing a dazzling white waistline.

"Mr. Mu, calm down! "Pei Jiqing rushed forward and pulled the man down. When he hugged Mu Xinbai's waist tightly, he clearly felt the other party's muscles tense instantly.

During the pulling process, Pei Jiqing vaguely heard a crisp sound from his lumbar spine in a flash. The two people twisted into Tianjin Mahua in an extremely indecent posture. Pei Jiqing finally pulled the man down.

Liang Yi's scream and Pei Jiqing's voice that calmed Mu Xinbai resounded throughout the entire floor like a duet.

Three nurses broke in.

Pei Jiqing was lying on the sofa cushion and browsing his mobile phone. He heard Aunt Zhang's strong shout from the kitchen: "Madam, the tomato beef brisket is about to be dried--"

"Help me arrange the dishes first! Pei Jiqing stood up with the air-conditioning blanket wrapped around him, forgetting his waist injury. He instantly turned into a wooden man and moved step by step to the kitchen.

Pei Jiqing's social status was updated quickly. The center of the nine-square grid was the silhouette of a young man with his eyes lowered, scooping soup, with the text "147th day of making nutritious meals for my husband". The "wife ceiling" that was refreshed crazily in the comment section quickly suppressed some bad attacks.

The moment Chen Huixing turned the door handle, the smart home system issued a welcome home prompt sound, and a frost-gray military coat came in with the wind. Chen

Huixing is very handsome, cold and unattainable, as if if you look at him for a second longer, he will use his eyes as deep as a cold pool to sweep you coldly, making you feel like a fool running naked in the snow.

As one of the only two S-level Alphas in the Asian Federation, his existence itself is a kind of oppression. He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, sharp features, a high nose bridge, and those eyes , as black as ink.

Liang Yi said that Chen Huixing looked very much like his Alpha father who died early.

Pei Jiqing came over from the other end of the kitchen, and as soon as his fingertips touched Chen Huixing's coat, he rubbed his nose against his face. Pei Jiqing succeeded in burying his face in the crook of his neck.

The two hugged each other affectionately. Chen Huixing had no expression on his face, and upon closer inspection, he saw a hint of helplessness. He used his hands to tidy up his sleeves, and then put his palms on Pei Jiqing's lower back.

Pei Jiqing once said a sweet wife's words on the show, that when the husband comes home every day, he must hug him for more than ten minutes. You know, Omega cannot live without Alpha's pheromones, otherwise it will wither like a rose without nutrients. I will have difficulty breathing if I leave my husband for half an hour.

It became a habit for the two to hug for ten minutes every day.

When the ten minutes were up.

Pei Jiqing unbuttoned his skirt and said, "You're back at the right time. The meal is ready. "

The muscles under Chen Huixing's military shirt were clearly undulating, and Pei Jiqing placed a kiss on Chen Huixing's thin lips.

A faint bitter orange scent lingered in Chen Huixing's nostrils, and just when he was about to lower his head for a closer look, Pei Jiqing pulled him into the kitchen.

There was a table full of dishes in front of him.

"Try this! I cooked it for a long time." Pei Jiqing scooped a spoonful of beef brisket soup with a spoon and put it to Chen Huixing's lips. He blinked as fast as a light bulb with poor contact, and said in a coquettish and expectant tone: "Hubby, you have to eat it all today. I twisted my waist today and I still cook for you."

Chen Huixing swallowed and frowned and asked: "What's wrong with your waist?"

Pei Jiqing would of course not mention what Chen Xinze had done. The two brothers were not like brothers, so it's better to wait until Mu Xinbai calmed down.

"I accidentally twisted it while recording the show. "

They had almost finished their meal.

It was time to go to bed.

Chen Huixing came out of the bathroom with wet hair, and the steaming water mist wrapped in the smell of redwood rushed into the bedroom. He tied the belt of his robe very carefully, and water droplets slid into the vague clavicle groove.

Pei Jiqing was holding a nutrition book and pretending to be literary. He stared at Chen Huixing and said, "Hubby, my waist hurts. No, I won't do it tonight."

His current condition really forbade strenuous exercise.

Chen Huixing said, "Let me massage it for you?"

Pei Jiqing nodded and lay down on the bed in a very cooperative manner, the mint green robe straps hanging crookedly at his waist.

Chen Huixing rubbed the oil in his palms and squeezed one knee between Pei Jiqing's legs: "Pull up your clothes."

Pei Jiqing took off all his clothes, leaving only his underwear. His skin was white, and under the warm light, his waistline rose and fell like an unstretched bowstring. The waist exposed by the edge of his underwear rose and fell with the owner's breathing. The pale blue veins on the cold white skin were like fish swimming under the ice.

Chen Huixing glanced at him. The waist circumference was 65, and the hip circumference was 92. The waist was slender, and the hips were round and perky. As the palm of his hand soaked with essential oil touched Pei Jiqing's skin, his legs curled up.

Pei Jiqing grabbed the quilt and was about to say be gentle.

Chen Huixing suddenly grabbed his neck. In the burning sensation of the medicinal oil sliding down his spine, Pei Jiqing heard his accelerated heartbeat shattering the moonlight outside the window.

The thumb with calluses pressed into the groove of the spine and drew circles. Then Chen Huixing heard the broken gasps. When the fingertips rolled over the waist, Pei Jiqing's whole body tensed up like a fully drawn bow, and the sound muffled in the goose feather pillow was buzzing: "...It hurts, it hurts..." "

You are so delicate." Chen Huixing bent his knees to hold down his kicking long legs, and pressed his thumb accurately on his lower back.

The gasps continued, and Pei Jiqing's lower back slumped in a thrilling arc with the kneading and pressing.

Chen Huixing's eyes darkened, and his fingertips dipped in essential oils deliberately brushed across the sunken waist: "It's almost there."

Pei Jiqing regretted it very much.

Chen Huixing was very strong. Once he started something, he would never give up halfway.

When it was over, Pei Jiqing lay motionless on the bed, with a wet spot on the pillow, and his eyes sparkled like broken ice under his messy hair.

Chen Huixing draped the nightgown beside him: "Did you cry?"

Pei Jiqing tilted his head, refusing to admit it, but his red eyes and disordered breathing betrayed him: "...No."

The sound of water leaking from the crack of the bathroom door lasted for two cigarettes before Chen Huixing came out. Pei Jiqing didn't know whether Chen Huixing wanted to rub his hands to disinfect them or not. Anyway, Pei Jiqing saw that his wrists were rubbed red. He squinted and finally hid his peeking eyes under the quilt.

When they were not doing it, Chen Huixing could draw a clear line between him and Pei Jiqing in bed.

Pei Jiqing stared at the gap between them that was big enough for a polar bear, gritted his teeth and deliberately turned over to make a shocking turn.

Chen Huixing turned off the light, came over and exchanged a calm goodnight kiss with Pei Jiqing before lying back down. The room fell into silence.

Moonlight wove a spider web in the silence.

Their headlines portrayed true love and a perfect marriage, but in reality, Pei Jiqing was mostly putting on a show. He played it to his heart's content, sometimes feeling that the fake smiles he wore at the many banquets he attended with Chen Huixing were more genuine than their marriage itself. He couldn't even tell if those performances were just to maintain his persona or if they were deliberate.

As an S-rank Alpha, Chen Huixing needed a highly compatible Omega to provide stability. S-rank meant power, but it also meant being out of control. So long as Pei Jiqing stayed within control, Chen Huixing would tolerate him.

Only Pei Jiqing knew that Chen Huixing didn't love him.

His intense sexual demands and skin-hungry intimacy were just Pei Jiqing's way of playing the perfect match.

The scent of the lifelong Alpha odor lingered on Pei Jiqing's nose. He moved closer to Chen Huixing, wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried his face in the Alpha's shoulder.

At this moment, Pei Jiqing curled up in Shen Huixing's arms, inhaling his pheromones. He was the perfect, fragile Omega, even his physiological tremors meticulously calculated.

Shen Huixing probably wanted to push him away, but she lowered her hand again. After a moment, she hugged him and sighed, "Let's sleep." The warmth of the Alpha's palm burned his spine through the silk pajamas.

Before their marriage, an incident revealed Pei Jiqing's glands couldn't store pheromones, which had mostly mitigated Shen Huixing's physiological doubts. But for Shen Huixing, the report with a compatibility rating of over 90% was his guarantee of promotion; nothing else mattered.

At 7 a.m., their biological clocks were as punctual as they had been for years. After exchanging a goodnight kiss, Pei Jiqing straightened Shen Huixing's shirt and prepared breakfast, acting like a truly gentle and virtuous wife. But as he lowered his head, he wasn't lost in thought, but mentally reciting the essentials of a high-match pheromone disguise.

First, pretend to be constantly craving Alpha pheromones and physical contact with the Alpha, especially during estrus.

Second, satisfy all the fantasies of a virtuous wife in the Alpha's mind.

Third, fake pheromone orgasms in bed.

Fourth, absolutely never fall in love with an Alpha.

This secret was kept for five years.