My wife is a beta

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Qianli feels that he is very bad now. To put it mildly, he is like a mobile phone that will run out of battery at any time. He needs to let Song Zhaolin, a power bank, charge it from time to time. To put it mildly, it is like sucking people's energy... no Click him to die.

Qianli grabbed Song Zhaolin's clothes and buried his face in his arms as much as possible.Once exposed to the marker's pheromone, Qianli began to become weak, and basically could not recover until the pheromone fusion was completed.So asking Song Zhaolin for help in this situation...is also very contradictory.

He gritted his teeth and tried to recall the contents of the textbook, trying to divert his attention, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember how long it would take for Beta to be temporarily marked before it completely disappeared.

——Presumably no one will give Beta a temporary mark, they don't need it, so there is no need to write this matter into the textbook.

He only remembered that Omega's temporary mark would take at least five days to disappear, and two days would be randomly added or subtracted depending on the individual. These five days were undoubtedly to enable Alpha to swear the ownership of Omega to other individual members. Time also allows them to use the first tremor symptoms to create a deeper physical bond.

Qianli gritted his teeth and told himself - it was all the fault of the pheromones!Now that he understands the theory, he will not let pheromones dictate him.

Song Zhaolin saw Qianli curled up in his arms without moving for a long time, and hugged him tightly with both arms, the pheromones were thick and dense, wrapping him tightly.

He didn't know what Qianli was thinking, and rubbed his fingers back and forth on the gonads at the back of his neck, a strand of soft long hair hung down from behind his ear, gently resting on the side of Qianli's face, the dappled sunlight cast by the blinds Through his hair falling on Qianli's face, he looked extraordinarily quiet.

Qianli trembled after being rubbed by him. After the initial tremor symptoms were relieved, his whole body was comfortable. Every breath he took now felt like eating mints, from the top of his head to his toes.Qianli took a deep breath, feeling that the heart and lungs were being pierced by a cool wind, and wanted to speak but forgot to speak.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Song Zhaolin tilted his head slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qianli let out a few breaths, and said with a choked voice, "Don't... touch my side."

Song Zhaolin hugged him and gently rubbed his forehead against him, scraping his fingernails from bottom to top along the direction of the cervical spine a few times: "Maybe you can make it go away earlier by rubbing more."

—Nonsense!

"stop……"

Qianli took a few breaths: "Also... your pheromone is too strong... it will attract others...."

Song Zhaolin curled his lips and put a finger on Qianli's forehead: "This way you will feel more comfortable. Besides, I just saw it when I went upstairs. You have an office on the third floor. Who will come?"

After he finished speaking, he continued to touch the back of Qianli's neck, this time it was the palm of his hand, gently covering the back of his neck, the heat of the palm spread through the skin...

Qianli frowned slightly, struggling slightly: "I told you not to touch..."

"Okay, okay, I won't touch it."

Song Zhaolin hurriedly hugged Qianli and patted him lightly for a few times, then held his shoulders and stroked him, like putting a child to sleep, he rubbed his head on the tips of his ears twice—too intimate, and seemed to be relative.

Song Zhaolin said: "I suddenly remembered that there is something I want to ask you. Let's finish this matter first and then discuss other things."

Qianli subconsciously turned his face away, and Song Zhaolin continued on his own: "Your job seems to be very dangerous. People often seek revenge on you?"

Qianli was stunned for a moment, but did not directly answer yes or no, but wondered how he knew this.Qianli is often complained about, but things like revenge and revenge... Sometimes, they will be crossed out by security personnel. He has never encountered such a bad and serious situation, but he has seen his seniors blocked in the aisle by the victim's family Never let him go home.

"I can tell by the look on your face."

Song Zhaolin sighed, leaned on the back of the chair, and Qianli was brought to his chest by him: "Do you want to hire a bodyguard?"

Qianli frowned slightly. Although he was not so resistant to Song Zhaolin's approach now, he was not used to such an intimate relationship after all, so he would subconsciously resist him and not let him get too close.

Qianli closed her eyes: "No need...I...have the ability to protect myself."

Song Zhaolin saw that he looked so cute with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but caress him lightly on the back of his neck: "I have indeed seen your ability, but if something happens, it's better to have someone to help you." It's better to fight on your own, even if you are skilled, there will always be times when you can't take care of yourself."

Qianli opened his eyes and gave Song Zhaolin a hard look, but his body and eyes were soft at this moment, so it was not lethal.

"I said no need..."

"Actually, it's not troublesome for you to find someone. It's far away in the sky and close in front of you. I'll be your bodyguard, okay?"

Song Zhaolin hugged him tightly, and stared into Qianli's eyes with a smile on his lips. Just looking at his expression, he felt that this guy was lying.Qianli didn't want to get entangled with him, so she just closed her eyes in silence - she had to wait for his first trembling reaction to subside if she wanted to say anything, and she didn't have the energy to speak now.

Seeing him like this, Song Zhaolin stopped talking. He helped Qianli sit up and pressed his head on his chest.

"Okay, don't talk about this, why are you angry?"

He picked up the lunch box on the side and opened it, scooped out a spoonful of rice, added a few slices of hot roast pork on top, and handed it to Qianli's lips: "Come, open your mouth, and eat something."

Qianli pushed him away weakly, frowned and turned his face away, Song Zhaolin hugged him directly and stuffed the spoon into Qianli's mouth: "Don't be so willful, you will die if you don't eat."

Qianli was forced to open his mouth to swallow the spoonful of rice. At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the office. Qianli suddenly raised his head vigilantly. Song Zhaolin also looked out the door almost at the same time. Pushing open a gap: "Station Master, when are we going to..."

The visitor didn't finish what he wanted to say, so he stood there slowly.There is nothing blocking Qianli's office, and opening the door is enough for people to see the whole office clearly at first glance.

——God, stationmaster... the stationmaster is hugging an Alpha! ! ! !And... And it's disheveled... The collar of the uniform is unraveled...

Qianli didn't expect someone to push the door in. He was stunned for a while, but Song Zhaolin acted very calmly. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his long hair covered half of his face. Blame: "Not yet, your station master is not feeling well, and you haven't had lunch yet. Let's talk about everything after he has eaten."

The little girl who opened the door was already taken aback, but the strong smell of Alpha pheromone wafted towards her face, making her even more at a loss, so she hurriedly took two steps back: "Yes, I'm sorry...for the trouble!"

After she finished speaking, she closed the door with a "bang", so fast that the whole person seemed to disappear in place.

"..."

Song Zhaolin filled the second spoonful of rice and brought it over: "Why don't you eat it? Be good, open your mouth..."

"Song Zhaolin..."

Qianli finally came back to his senses, and looked up at it weakly: "You..."

Song Zhaolin concentrated on passing the rice over: "What's wrong?"

"...Why didn't you lock the door."

"I thought no one would come in... After all, your place is the station master's office, so how could anyone barge in without saying hello?"

After he finished speaking, he sighed again, and there was something in his words: "But it doesn't matter, my 'boyfriend' will be exposed sooner or later."

Qianli said coldly: "Fake."

Ah Zhao was choked up immediately - this sentence is true, why always emphasize this point.But isn't Qianli asking him to pretend to be her boyfriend to avoid going on a blind date? Even if someone sees their intimate contact and even spreads it, isn't it Qianli's hope?

That way he doesn't have to go on a blind date.

Thinking of this, Azhao calmed down, and smiled and handed the spoon to Qianli's mouth: "I know, it was originally to help you get rid of the blind date. But what I said is also true, the relationship between the two of us, It would be a good thing to let more people know about it. From the very beginning, I was willing to be used by you...Come, eat quickly."

Qianli felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the last sentence he said. He stared at Song Zhaolin for a while, then opened his mouth to catch the rice spoon he handed over.

Song Zhaolin couldn't help curling the corners of his lips—he really wanted to kiss the top of Qianli's furry head, but doing so would definitely make him realize that he was lying, so forget it.He is the one who wants to be his real boyfriend, so he still has some patience.

Song Zhaolin supported Qianli's waist and hugged him tightly. The two of them were so close that Song Zhaolin could touch Qianli's face when he lowered his head.

Halfway through the meal, Song Zhaolin remembered a more important matter, and asked, "Do you have any clue about the incident where you were drugged?"

Qianli stopped chewing rice grains and sighed deeply in his heart.As soon as he mentioned this, he would remember that it was his favorite Beta who killed him in the end, and he was instantly angry—scumbags have no gender, and it was because his colored glasses were too heavy.

Song Zhaolin didn't notice it at all, and put rice into Qianli's mouth again, and the latter shook his head slightly, expressing that he didn't want to eat.His first tremor symptoms were almost eliminated during the meal, and by the time Song Zhaolin went to collect the lunch box, Qianli had basically returned to normal.

Song Zhaolin turned around and saw that Qianli was sitting on the chair buttoning buttons expressionlessly, then picked up his glasses and put them on indifferently, stood up from the sofa, walked to his office chair and sat down.

...Lying in his arms in disheveled clothes just now, and now turning into this desolate look, it's really...unbearable.

Instead of sitting on the sofa opposite Qianli, Song Zhaolin came to him and sat on his desk.He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Qianli closely: "If you don't want to deal with it yourself, I can help."

There are not many holidays left, but when you are free, you are really free. It is good to find something to do for yourself.

Qianli shook his head and refused, "I'll handle it myself, don't interfere."

It also involves Zhang Qing and his master. Qianli is worried that if the handling is not handled properly, if the wind spreads to the master's ears, it will hurt his face.

Song Zhaolin shrugged: "Okay."

Qianli looked up at him: "I'm fine here, you can go."

Song Zhaolin said dissatisfiedly: "What do you think I am, let me go when I'm done using it."

"What are you doing here? I'm going to give a lecture at school in the afternoon, so you stay by yourself."

Song Zhaolin thought for a while and said, "That's easy, I'll go with you. Don't you really think about the bodyguard?"

Qianli frowned: "My target audience is Omega, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to go. Also, as I said, I can protect myself."

Song Zhaolin was very dissatisfied in his heart, but said: "Well, I will listen to you."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned over and grabbed the armrests of the chairs on both sides of Qianli with both hands: "But I want to get paid."

Qianli subconsciously leaned back to distance himself from him, just in time for Song Zhaolin to "make progress". He leaned forward and lightly pecked Qianli's lips.

"..."

"Station Master!...No...Sorry!"

"Oh!"

Qianli looked at his own office door which was slammed shut for the second time, and then at Commander Song in front of him who was smiling like a kid who had succeeded in a prank, his headache was terrific.

Qianli reached out and pushed his face away, took a tissue to wipe his mouth, and threw it into the trash can: "The prank was successful, are you satisfied?"

"Tsk."

—Who told him it was a prank?

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