When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Surrounded by the faint and refreshing smell of pine snow, Shen Qiao was finally far away from the strong scent of flowers, but the itching on his neck, arms, and face was so intense that he couldn't help but want to scratch it.

He could only forcefully turn his attention away, put on Lu Zhe's coat and turned to look at the Hank player.

If he was still doubtful before, then in the second half of Lu Zhe's arrival, he was basically sure——

This person's pheromone is deliberately overflowing in his direction.

Basically, every time the other party said a word, Shen Qiao could feel the concentration of Omega pheromone wrapped around him increased, and the scent of flowers kept trying to penetrate the back of his neck, as if trying to arouse his excitement. Gland resonance.

As we all know, Alpha will be affected by Omega's estrous pheromones, so he will have a strong desire for O that emits sweet pheromones, and even lose his mind, and want to mark each other regardless of the occasion.

The reason why Shen Qiao came to such a conclusion is that Shen Qiao judged according to the degree of pheromone overflow of Omega. Judging from his current extremely allergic state, if the other party is unable to control the emission of pheromone, it is estimated that the first row in front of the stage The audience has already noticed it.

But no.

He was the only one in the audience who was affected, so it could be seen that the other party deliberately directed the pheromone to his side.

"Don't move..." Seeing that he couldn't help rubbing his red arm against the cold wall, Lu Zhe held his arm, his eyes were obviously anxious, and his other hand held the phone, his fingertips turned white.

Just now he learned that there is no doctor in the venue, and no one can handle this pheromone symptom at present, so he has already contacted Che, and now he is going to take Shen Qiao directly to the hospital.

Shen Qiao turned her gaze back, her brows were tightly frowned, but her voice was very soft, giving people the illusion that he was acting like a spoiled child.

He's saying, "It's itchy."

Lu Zhe was so distressed that he almost pulled him towards the exit behind the stage, his voice was full of comfort, but somehow he couldn't help trembling in his voice: "Be patient, be good!" , I called the driver and I’m going to the hospital now, do you have any medicine on you?”

Shen Qiao nodded, "It's in the bag."

His current symptoms are a bit serious, and taking the medicine won't take effect too quickly, and he doesn't even know if the temporary inhibitory effect can be achieved. Lu Zhe can only hold the attitude of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and call Manager Zhou and the others while walking out. Call and ask them to bring the medicine in Shen Qiao's bag.

soon.

The two followed the staff out of the arena. Lu Zhe led Shen Qiao into the team car all the way, opened the door and let him in and sat down. Then he turned around and saw Manager Zhou chasing after him with water, and then turned back to pick it up. After the exchange, both of them got into the car.

Lu Zhe saw sharply that the redness on Shen Qiao's neck became more serious under the light of the car, and there were a few red marks sliding across it.

His condition is not very good, the rhythm of his breathing has changed, and he also threw the coat of Lu Zhe that he was wearing before to the side. I don't know if he is not sober. too close.

"Qiao Qiao," Lu Zhe came near him with water, leaned over and said softly, "Take some medicine first."

Manager Zhou in the front row was confirming with the driver the length of the journey to the nearby hospital, and then looked at the situation of Lu Zhe and Shen Qiao behind him. Seeing that Lu Zhe wanted to get closer but didn't dare to get too close, he secretly made a sin in his heart, and then shook his head. Shaking his head, he stopped looking at it, took out his mobile phone and made several calls in a low voice.

……

Shen Qiao was a little groggy, and unconsciously scratched the itchy place on her skin, perhaps because her mind was not clear, when he smelled the aroma of pine and snow, he couldn't help shivering, wanting to get away from that horrible memory farther away.

However, he always felt nostalgic, and couldn't help shouting in a low voice:

"Lu Zhe..."

The taste of the pine snow was much weaker, and a warmth fell on his side, and the temperature was also on his lips. As soon as Shen Qiao tasted it, it was bitter, and it was Lu Zhe who fed him the pill with water.

Then he heard the scorching breath ringing in his ears, with endless tenderness: "I am here, don't be afraid, I am here..."

Shen Qiao didn't know if she was stimulated by the bitter taste, but she was brought back to her sanity by Lu Zhe's voice. She leaned on his shoulder, and after a while, she whispered, "Your pheromone smells so bad."

Lu Zhe gave a "hmm" and he didn't take off his restraining bracelet when he left the venue. He knew when he saw Shen Qiao throwing away his coat that he used his pheromone to separate the O's in the venue. Pheromone is just a matter of urgency. In this situation, it is really inappropriate for me to release pheromone to make the other party worse.

After all... Shen Qiao had a physiological disgust reaction to his pheromones.

He pampered Shen Qiao's head indulgently, and echoed his words: "Yes, this taste is really terrible."

From birth to now, Lu Zhe has never hated his gender as much as he does now. He thought, it would be great if he were a Beta, so that he would not emit such a smell of pheromones, and would not be sick to his sweetheart At that time, I couldn't help with anything, and I was at a loss.

When Shen Qiao heard his words, she curled her lips silently, and suddenly raised her hand to climb his neck, raised her head slightly, and said to Lu Zhe in a low and hoarse voice:

"But I like it."

Lu Zhe tilted his head and kissed his hair. Even though Shen Qiao said he liked it, he still restrained his pheromone to the extreme.

Shen Qiao was a little irritated by the itching, she raised her hand and wanted to scratch it, but was caught by Lu Zhe. There was a soft smile in his voice, like the morning wind, or like the soft clouds in the sky, Can temporarily make people forget the pain:

"Stop scratching, it won't look good anymore."

Shen Qiao's Adam's apple moved, as if seduced by his voice, she involuntarily offered the invitation:

"Tag me."

He said: "Lu Zhe, I'm so uncomfortable, please mark me, just like before."

Lu Zhe knew that he was referring to the time when they were in love with each other, when he pressed someone in the alley on the way home after school, biting the gland mark in an empty corner.

At that time, he didn't know the consequences of doing so, but out of instinct, he wanted to let the whole world know that this person belonged to him, but later, by mistake, Shen Qiao's symptoms of Omega allergy improved a lot. .

then……

When he went to the hospital to accompany Shen Qiao to see a doctor in the next course of treatment, he found that Shen Qiao was holding the test results, and was scolded by the beautiful female doctor with staring eyes: "You are too nonsense!"

"You know that your glands are not developing well, but you still inject another Alpha's pheromone? Do you know how overbearing your Alpha's pheromones are? This pheromone may completely destroy your glands. You may need surgery at some point..."

Lu Zhe heard a cold sweat outside the door.

He was cramped and full of apologies, and when Shen Qiao came out with the prescription slip, he followed behind him with a guilty conscience, and said slowly, "I'm sorry."

As a result, Shen Qiao stopped from the front, put her pocket in one hand, raised her sword eyebrows, gave him a slight snort as usual, and said slowly:

"Apologize for what?"

"Isn't this what you want? It's not what you forced me to do."

Lu Zhe looked into his eyes carefully, but did not find any sign of regret in his eyes, which showed that Shen Qiao knew exactly what she had done.

But no matter what Shen Qiao thinks——

Lu Zhe still regretted it.

From then on, he decided that before Shen Qiao's situation improved, he would never do this kind of harm to the other party again, and he would rather be marked by Shen Qiao in reverse.

……

Raising his hand and spreading his fingertips, and sinking into the opponent's hair, Lu Zhe refused helplessly, as if sighing: "No."

There was forbearance in his voice: "Be patient, I will be in the hospital soon, huh?"

However, Shen Qiao seemed to be caught in some kind of stubbornness, repeating to Lu Zhe over and over again, vomited on Lu Zhe's neck in a hoarse voice, which made Lu Zhe itch like an allergy: "Mark me."

The color of Lu Zhe's eyes became darker and darker, as if there was a boundless storm about to roll up from it, and it seemed like a boundless ocean that was about to get angry. His voice was not as firm as before, but he repeated:

"No, Jojo."

"Be good, will you?" He lowered his head and kissed Shen Qiao's ear, his movements were light and pityful, obviously he was the healthy one, but if Manager Zhou looked back, he would find that his expression was more serious than that of a sick man. The one on the other side is even more fragile, as if it could be broken if touched.

He was so sad that even his voice was trembling, almost begging.

Shen Qiao's throat moved, and finally she didn't bother him anymore.

The car stopped at this time. Manager Zhou in the front row immediately opened the door, and when the air smelling of disinfectant entered the car with the wind, Lu Zhe felt relieved and took Shen Qiao out of the car.

Emergency room registration, treatment——

Everything is going on in an orderly manner in the hospital.

When Lu Zhe sat with Shen Qiao in the small quiet room and hung up the bottle, Manager Zhou walked to the door, saw Shen Qiao lying on the bed resting with eyes closed, and waved to Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe kissed Shen Qiao's forehead, and helped him brush away the hair on his forehead that was about to block his eyes, and then he got up and walked out. When he went out, he closed the door lightly.

Manager Zhou's voice sounded immediately:

"The explanation given to me over there is that this person didn't expect that he was in estrus today, so he lost his composure on stage and affected the wolf cubs. He wanted to discuss a compensation method with us..."

The tenderness in Lu Zhe's eyes receded, leaving only the ice-like coldness left.

There was even a chill in his voice: "He did it on purpose."

He didn't say his own judgment, his eyes fell on the void, and his black eyes were as cold as frost: "I don't care if he is a fanatic or something else—"

"I want him to get out of the e-sports circle, he doesn't deserve to stand in this arena."

The author has something to say:

But I feel so sorry for Lugou, he is such a precious person.