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Her long, thick eyelashes trembled. Meng Jiao sat up and felt a foreign object in her ear, feeling a little dazed.

Then he reached out and touched his chest, and touched his hair with a hint of doubt.

Hey, she has long hair, so why is there a hole on her chest?

I took out the mirror in the space and checked carefully. It turned out that the woman was right.

But after all, other people's empty cups are like airports, but hers is like a tank battalion, even with small holes!

Noticing that she had entered a new world, DD handed her the character adjustment panel for her small world.

"Sister, you can do it yourself, I'll leave first~"

Meng Jiao swiped through the combinations above, clicking on them one by one to create the combinations she liked and that suited the world.

Eyes covered with mist, lips as soft as roses, skin so white that it leaves fingerprints when touched.

Perfect figure, seductive temperament, so seductive that you can clearly see the invading belly...

She got up with satisfaction and put on her underwear. Meng Jiao felt relieved.

Fortunately, the small world will automatically update the memory of her new image, so her current appearance is not surprising.

I just looked at my washed-out light blue school uniform and the thin cotton coat hanging at the door.

Meng Jiao was a little unconvinced. She always said pitifully when doing tasks...

It was a bit late for school, so Meng Jiao quickly cleaned up, looked at the information, picked up the bread slice prepared by her male mother, walked out of the cabin, and went straight to the back door of the villa area.

The temperature outside has dropped to more than 30 degrees below zero, and the biting cold wind is howling, making the bare branches tremble.

At the same time, in a car at the back door of the Lan family, Li Zinian took out the latest inhibitor he had researched and quickly injected it into the glands of the person in front of him.

Pushing up his gold-rimmed glasses, he gave the person in front of him a rational and rigorous analysis.

"Major General, your glandular injury is getting worse. The inhibitor you are injecting now is already the highest level in the Empire. Once it is out of the glandular injection, it will also quickly lose its effectiveness. You must find an omega that matches you as soon as possible. Even if it cannot be repaired, at least it can be guaranteed not to be serious again."

Omegas have sensitive glands, and Alphas have even more so, so you can imagine how painful it is to only inject glands.

Not to mention how painful it is, the unstable factors of the drugs can also cause irregular pheromone riots and even directly lead to disorders in the susceptible period.

Lan Zexi clasped his hands together, veins popping out, trying hard to control himself from attacking his closest friends.

His breathing became heavier and more disordered, but his tone was as nonchalant as possible, even with a hint of ridicule.

"The prerequisite for you to be a match with me is that you must be a high-quality Omega.

Under the same circumstances, those people have no shortage of suitors, but you know the characteristics of my pheromones. In addition to cedar, there is also an aggressive volatile oil smell.

Even the lowest-grade, weakly-perceived omegas will feel nauseous and vomit if they get close to me, let alone those sensitive and fragile high-quality omegas."

Li Zinian certainly knew this situation, but because of the special nature of his bloodline, even the Empire's database couldn't find an Omega that matched him.

I really can't imagine what level of omega he can match.

Moreover, the person in front of me is very resistant to the control of pheromones.

"I have already made a report and am ready to report another 800 to the higher-ups. Lan Zexi, the Empire will not choose to watch you die even if you return victoriously this time. Just hold on."

The drug gradually began to take effect. Lan Zexi felt that his brain was no longer drowsy, and only the pain all over his body was like insect bites.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car nonchalantly, putting the military cap on his head to block out the snowflakes that were slowly falling from the sky.

"Go back, you have time to drink."

Li Zinian looked at the gradually receding figure, and there was helplessness in his eyes.

The snow was white, and the snowfield where the man walked was dyed with red plum blossoms. It seemed that his recovered nerves were torn apart by him again.

That guy is simply a madman, he even wants to embrace death...

The assistant hiding behind the car watched him walk into the gate before getting in the car. However, as soon as he got in the car and smelled a little bit of odor, his stomach cramped and he felt nauseous and retched.

Li Zinian's eyes darkened. This was just a little bit that was accidentally leaked during the injection...

The servant at the back door of the Lan family shrank back and welcomed Lan Zexi into the yard, and quickly transmitted the news to other servants in the yard through the star network.

Seeing this, Lan Zexi smiled sarcastically and walked towards his own yard step by step.

As for greeting the head of the Lan family, that is, his father,

Oh, he won't be able to help but come to him.

The receiver on her wrist rang for a moment. Meng Jiao opened it while running, and heard anxious instructions from her male mother.

"Ah Jiao, your uncle Li said that the young master came back through the back door today. Have you left? Remember to use the front door instead."

Meng Jiao replied nonchalantly, and stuffed all the bread into her mouth without even raising her head.

He choked so much that his eyes turned white and he patted his chest, then shrunk his head and continued to run forward faster.

Lan Zexi had a very strong mental power and he locked onto her position the moment she entered the door, but she never looked up, so he just thought she was a new servant in the backyard.

But he didn't expect that she paused for a moment and then suddenly ran straight towards him.

"Oh, a new trick?"

Thinking of a possibility, he couldn't help but sneer, standing there motionless, waiting for the man to approach.

Meng Jiao ran two steps and stopped two steps. No matter how strong her physique was, she couldn't bear it. She was so poor that she couldn't even buy a hat.

What a shitty weather! I have to find a way to make money.

Sniffing as if she had just noticed someone in front of her, Meng Jiao bent down slightly, imitating the servants in the yard, then walked around the person and continued forward.

Things did not develop as he expected. Lan Zexi was stunned for a moment.

But he still saw the age of the person in front of him, so he turned around and grabbed the collar of her cotton coat.

The force was so great that Meng Jiao, who was about to jog again, was knocked into his chest, and the thing on her ear rolled to the ground...

"Little girl, when did the Lan family have a servant of your age?"

As he spoke, he looked down at the little man who closed his eyes in pain.

He leaned over and sniffed her in confusion, but strangely, he didn't smell anything, but he could feel that his headache-inducing pine scent was inexplicably neutralized.

The person in front of her is obviously a beta, so why is she looking so painful? She can't smell her own pheromones.

Ignoring the conspiracy theories in his head, Meng Jiao slowly squatted down and reached out towards the blue lights on the ground.

Lan Zexi narrowed his eyes and watched her movements coldly, just wanting to know what tricks she was playing. He had to admit that this one was quite novel.

After a while, a pair of red, frozen but bony little hands slowly opened in front of him, and two things similar to Bluetooth earphones lay quietly in her palms.

The owner of those hands raised his head and looked at him with those misty eyes, full of accusations and aggrieved, as if he would cry if someone said something harsh to him.

"Compensate!"