Chapter 9: How do you want me to treat you well? I don't want it to happen again next time...

Pei Jiqing was bombarded with pheromones all night, completely enslaved by Shen Huixing and the soft bedding.

S-level Alpha pheromones are highly invasive.

Even after all these years, Pei Jiqing still couldn't adapt easily, but he no longer felt short of breath.

The second floor was their own space. In fact, in a space where they were alone on weekdays, Shen Huixing didn't carry any pheromone suppression tools.

For an S-level Alpha, removing the pheromone restraint ring in their private space is like removing the chains from a cheetah.

To put it bluntly, it's like a beast finally finding a rug to rest its claws on.

This is already considered naked running for an Alpha.

The only thing working hard in the house at this time was the ventilation system, which needed to constantly handle the Alpha's pheromones to avoid any unnecessary accidents.

Pei Jiqing still remembered their wedding night, when he mustered all his courage to straddle Shen Huixing's waist, his wedding ring jingling on her belt buckle.

The crystal chandelier cast tiny specks of light on Pei Jiqing's back, seemingly bathing the omega before him in a blanket of light.

It was Pei Jiqing who had actively coaxed Chen Huixing into releasing pheromones.

While S-rank Alphas undergo rigorous pheromone control training, becoming virtually immune to most omega pheromones, they had clearly not been taught how to suppress pheromones when faced with a newlywed partner unbuttoning her silk nightgown.

Back then, Pei Jiqing was inevitably naive, and the mere touch of his fingertips to Chen Huixing's Adam's apple sent tremors throughout his body for several seconds.

"I'm your... omega, you can release pheromones to my heart's content." Pei Jiqing suddenly bit the back of his neck, rubbing his canines against the unresponsive Alpha's glands.

This action reminded Chen Huixing of their wedding a few hours earlier, when the omega before them had spoken the word "loyalty" in their wedding vows with the same innocent and voluptuous tone, a sticky, drawn-out expression.

Overall, he looked like he was in dire need of sex.

Pei Jiqing was suddenly pushed back against the bridal bed, the rose petals that decorated the bed being crushed into a sap as they tangled.

Chen Huixing's pupils shrank into a hunting pattern, pheromones gushing out.

Pei Jiqing admitted then and there that an S-rank Alpha was truly extraordinary.

His head was buzzing with intoxication, and it took every ounce of his strength to keep from collapsing.

Even with the air conditioning on low, it couldn't stop the sweat pouring down his back. Forced into rut, he curled up like a cooked shrimp.

The instigator of this chaos trembled violently beneath Shen Huixing, his bare ankles hooked around Shen Huixing's waist and then drooped, tears streaming down his face, half dazed and half flushed.

He raised his foot to kick Shen Huixing's shoulder, the last syllable suddenly swirling and rising as the Alpha's canine teeth rubbed against the rose tattoo on his waist.

Chen Huixing rubbed Pei Jiqing's sweaty face, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to be mixed with pheromones and drilled into his cochlea, making Pei Jiqing's toes curl up.

The words of begging for mercy were shattered into scattered syllables.

Pei Jiqing's eyes were full of tears. Chen Huixing suddenly pinched his chin, and his fingers with rough gun calluses rolled over his wet lips: "You are mine."

Pei Jiqing also repeated that he was his.

Chen Huixing's fingertips slid along the tear marks to Pei Jiqing's heart.

Unfortunately, Pei Jiqing was completely unconscious at that time.

The unfinished words were also shattered between his lips and teeth by the pheromone waves. Although

Chen Huixing looked so cold, the smell of his pheromones was violent and sticky, drenched in desire, as if wrapped in fire, with the sweet smell of caramel and amber oozing out from it. An

S-level Alpha is really not something that ordinary people can bear. Pei Jiqing almost lay in bed the next day after their wedding.

That night, Pei Jiqing had done his utmost to satisfy Chen Huixing.

After all, Chen Huixing had no experience, and neither did he.

The experience Pei Jiqing offered him was highly compatible, so he simply went all out.

Pei Jiqing pored over the subject, devoting himself to meticulous research. If it didn't work, he was determined to overpower the S-class Alpha's reflexes with his acting, but he didn't act.

Theoretical encounters with practicality proved to be like an egg hitting a Star Destroyer: unstoppable.

Instincts took over, and procedures were irrelevant.

Later, Pei Jiqing learned that Chen Huixing's research before their marriage had been on the "Asian Federation Military Marriage Protection Act," demonstrating that their mindsets had been mismatched from the start.

When Pei Jiqing woke up in Shen Huixing's arms on their wedding day, he felt like his body was falling apart, like a specimen being repeatedly crushed in a lab. Yet,

when he opened his eyes, he managed to half-pull himself up and said, with a feigned virtuous air, "On our first day of marriage, honey, it's not good for me to stay in bed. I'd better get up early."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell back into the Alpha's arms.

Chen Huixing looked at Pei Jiqing as if he were looking at some unearthed artifact. His iron-like arms clamped him back to his chest, and his voice was suffocated with laziness. "We don't have any morning and evening visitations in our family. Go back to sleep."

Pei Jiqing readily gave up struggling and buried his face in the crook of Chen Huixing's neck, which smelled of redwood. He decided to go through with the process. Afterward, sweet words were the key to warming the relationship.

Although Pei Jiqing had completely passed out after the incident last night, he spent the rest of the night like a live fish in a frying pan, turning over every once in a while.

The Alpha scent on Pei Jiqing was so thick that it almost marinated him, but now was the time to seize this opportunity.

"Hubby, I'm yours from now on. You'll treat me well, right..." Pei Jiqing's fingertips stroked the old bullet hole on the other's shoulder blade.

Chen Huixing's back muscles tensed for a moment, and those scars that had once been called "proof of living weapons" now gently supported the Omega's shoulder blade.

Chen Huixing looked at the Omega with bite marks on his neck and shoulder that resembled a nebula, and asked doubtfully, "How do you want me to treat you well?"

Pei Jiqing had no basis for this. He had been in a relationship once, and just as he was about to make great plans after graduation, he was forced to marry Shen Huixing.

The Asian Union currently has only two S-class Alphas.

The head of the Ying Group is a legendary playboy who gave up for love.

Chen Huixing was voted by the Omegas as "the most suitable example of asexuality to be hung on the wall of honor in the Asian Union."

The unspeakable book that Pei Jiqing was reading said that when faced with a problem you don't know how to solve, you must learn to ask the person who asked the question.

Pei Jiqing said, "I don't know, but you must treat me very well."

At that moment, Chen Huixing was silent. "How good is good?"

Pei Jiqing then thought again about how acting cute is an Omega's quantum weapon.

Pei Jiqing said in a pinched voice, "Hubby, think for yourself, I'm so tired."

After that, Pei Jiqing really fell asleep unconsciously. Every muscle in his body was warning him of overdrawn energy. He felt that he had indeed been blind to the dangers of the mountain and slow to realize them.

What kind of restrained and forbearing asceticism...

Time flashes back to the present.

Perhaps it was seeing an old friend, so Pei Jiqing couldn't help but dream about some old memories.

In the second half of the night, Pei Jiqing felt like he was dreaming, his consciousness wavering.

The dream suddenly twisted into the dilapidated streets of the downtown area. Wei Ji, carrying a steel bar, stepped over a pool of blood, his black leather boots crushing the moonlight on the ground. His eyebrows were as sharp as knives, protecting him behind him.

The smell of fir mixed with the smell of gasoline penetrated his nostrils.

After a while, he dreamed that his mother was wearing the iris brooch in front of him. The touch of her fingers on the brooch was like a reassurance.

He raised his chin so high that it could poke through the ceiling, and tilted his head back to say that she would definitely become Mrs. Pei: "The cutting craftsmanship is the best in the Asian Union. Pei Haifeng made it for me personally back then!"

As if sharing a secret, she told Pei Jiqing that the current Mrs. Pei was just Pei Haifeng's helpless choice. Only she was his true love. He would come to find them sooner or later. His mother, wearing high heels, cut out the picture of Pei Haifeng from the newspaper and pieced it together with their photos to form a family portrait.

Pei Jiqing looked at her in silence.

When Pei Jiqing was still a high school student, the entertainment magazines passed around by the girls in the front row rustled, and they discussed in groups of three or four the most popular TV series of the time, where the most annoying supporting character stole someone else's husband.

"She's so cheap. She even secretly gave birth to the male lead's child. I think the second female lead is just using the child to get to the top."

"I don't think that illegitimate child is a good person either."

"She's met a lot of scumbags and bitches."

Pei Jiqing paused as he twirled his pen, and the tip of the pen left a black hole on the math paper.

Pei Jiqing was thinking at that time that if he and his mother were in a TV series, he would definitely be the most vicious supporting character.

His mother was the female supporting character who tried her best to steal someone else's husband, and he was the female supporting character's vicious son.

It was obvious that he and his mother were both playing the villain's role.

The dream suddenly switched to the bluish-white light of the morgue. His mother did not survive the illness and passed away.

Pei Jiqing applied her favorite lipstick.

Back in the downtown area, Pei Jiqing mortgaged their house for a large sum of money to pay for his mother's medical treatment.

The debt collectors searched every possible place he could hide, but Wei Ji hid him, and they hid everywhere they could.

Then the dream suddenly took on a bloody color.

Pei Jiqing would always remember the arc of the galvanized steel pipe that fell down, which was very similar to the arc of light in the music game that Wei Ji often played.

But this time, Wei Ji didn't show off his victory pose to Pei Jiqing like usual, but took the blow with his mortal body.

Wei Ji knelt on the ground, spitting blood, his fingers still tightly gripping Pei Jiqing's wrist.

The debt collectors held the steel pipe and refused to hit him again. Wei Ji was a good fighter.

Pei Jiqing covered the wound on his collarbone with a trembling hand, and blood flowed all over his palm. Wei Ji looked up at him and grinned, his bloody fangs seemed to glow an eerie red, and said, "It looks like it's broken."

Pei Jiqing kept thinking about the past over and over again, and he was confused by the pheromones.

When he woke up, Pei Jiqing realized that his side was empty. He was wrapped in a blanket.

The Alph scent that had been leaking out last night was still there. The air purification system would have to work for several hours to completely purify the Alph scent.

Today, for the first time, he met Chen Huixing's eyes as he was getting dressed.

Chen Huixing was putting on his shirt with his back to him. The bedside lamp was not on very brightly, and his broad back muscles were even more pleasing to the eye under the light.

When Alpha turned around, he was buttoning the second and third buttons of his collar. The bite marks on his collarbone were exposed on the collar of his military uniform, but were quickly covered up.

Pei Jiqing suddenly remembered that his lovely wife had been slacking off recently, and he instantly switched to virtuous mode.

Pei Jiqing got out of bed and took the initiative to button up Chen Huixing, saying, "Husband, you haven't eaten the food I cooked for a long time."

Who knew that Chen Huixing suddenly took his hand away and looked at him with a bad look.

Pei Jiqing's wrist was gripped, and he frowned and uttered a sound of pain. The next second, his hand was released. He looked at Chen Huixing in confusion and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?" Chen

Huixing replied, "Who did you see yesterday?"

"A colleague."

"The smell of a strange Alpha."

Pei Jiqing forced a smile, moved forward to hug Chen Huixing, softened his voice, and fluttered his eyelashes. "Honey, are you jealous? I told you, it's just a new colleague. I'll keep my distance next time. It really was just a little pheromone."

Pei Jiqing wondered if Shen Huixing had become unstable last night because she'd smelled Wei Ji's pheromones on him.

S-class Alphas have a far more sensitive sense of smell than others, and they're also extremely sensitive to other people's pheromones.

Chen Huixing frowned, "I don't want to smell that scent again."

Pei Jiqing nodded, saying, "Honey, I'll do whatever you say," thinking to himself, "that damn possessive Alpha.

" Pei Jiqing nodded, only to realize he'd guiltily agreed with Chen Huixing.

What did Chen Huixing mean? He is his Omega, not his subordinate. Why should he obey his orders in everything? Dictator!

"Stay away from Alpha next time."

"Okay, husband."