Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

As soon as Song Yao returned, he saw a man in a suit and tie leaning against a container playing with his mobile phone in the dark night.

There were no night lights on the roadside in the area where he lived. Only the bright moonlight hanging high in the night sky could barely illuminate his way home. At the end of his home, a man was waiting for him.

The light from the phone was particularly bright in the darkness, outlining the man's deep and stern features.

Perhaps sensing someone was around, the man raised his eyes and slowly moved his gaze over.

"Butler Jiang." Song Yao was still holding two small pieces of cake in his hands. Seeing Jiang Que, he had to say he was a little surprised: "Shouldn't you be in the front hall..."

Before Song Yao finished speaking, the man turned off his phone and put it in his pocket: "I'm bored, come over here and get some fresh air."

Seeing the two pieces of cake in the boy's hand, he frowned and asked, "Didn't you eat?"

Song Yao went over and opened the door: "Not yet."

The main reason was that all the guests today were distinguished and the kitchen was strictly guarded, so he couldn't get anything. He could only wait until the end of the day to grab a few handfuls of food.

Jiang Que followed Song Yao in.

Without waiting for Song Yao to say anything, Jiang Que sat on the bed as if he was at home.

He turned on the night light, pulled at his tie that had been restraining him for the day, loosened two buttons of his shirt, and half-leaned on the bedside, directing the boy: "Come here."

The man exuded strong hormones. Song Yao tried his best to hold back his heart, which was beating wildly after staying awake all night, and went over obediently.

As soon as he reached the bed, the man pulled his waistline. Song Yao lost his balance and fell over. The cream edges of the two small cakes in his hands accidentally stained the man's expensive suit.

Song Yao clearly smelled that the pheromones emanating from his body had become stronger.

Song Yao's heart was beating so fast that he couldn't tell whether it was because he was angry or something else.

"Song Yao."

Jiang Que stared at his lips and called him by his full name for the first time.

The man's big hand was on his waist. Song Yao moved but didn't get up.

"Ok?"

The small cake in Song Yao's hand was taken away by the man's other hand and placed on the bedside table.

He pinched Song Yao's waist with both hands, lifted him up and sat him on his legs, put his arms around his waist, and stared at the boy's lips which were slightly opening and closing as he breathed.

He stood up and leaned forward, and asked in a low, dull voice, "Can I kiss you?"

Song Yao was shocked.

After struggling for a while, he said, "Butler Jiang, I'm not an Omega."

"I know."

"Then you still!!"

Before Song Yao could finish his words, the man had already kissed him, like a hungry beast released from a cage, catching his prey.

Strong pheromones filled the small room. Song Yao was laid down on the quilt. The man kissed him and put his hands into his clothes and ran around on his body.

"Butler Jiang!" Song Yao stopped his hand: "Are you in the susceptible period? Wake up! I'm not an Omega!!"

The man couldn't control himself, Song Yao was anxious! !

Jiang Que ignored him and marked him the moment the boy's body stiffened.

Because he was not an Omega who could appease an Alpha in the susceptible period, Song Yao had no way to deal with Jiang Que facing the pheromone suppression of the top Alpha.

“Jiang Que!!”

Alpha can mark Alpha forcefully, but the mark will not last long because they are of the same species. The marked one will only feel boundless pain, as if its bones were being smashed, and pheromones will flow through the blood like needles.

Song Yao's fingers were bulging with veins as they dug into Jiang Que's back. He gasped for breath in pain, like a dying soul.

"Jiang Que..." Song Yao leaned on Jiang Que's shoulder and called out in a half-dead voice.

Jiang Que's eyes darkened when he heard that. He sighed deeply again and slowly let go of him. He took out an inhibitor from his suit jacket pocket and injected himself.

This susceptible period is outrageous!!

He just touched it slightly!!

If you want to fuck him, just go straight to the top.

Jiang Que, who had taken the inhibitor, slowed down, hugged Song Yao tightly, raised his hand to touch his head on his shoulder, kissed his earlobe, and apologized in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I was impulsive."

Song Yao was in a daze.

Jiang Que didn't know whether he heard it or not.