After wearing a double omega, I am a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

At the appointed three o'clock in the afternoon, An Fengqing and Jian Mo followed Carlos to the bedroom of His Highness the Prince.

An Fengqing walked briskly, carrying a black needle bag in his hand, humming an unknown tune.

Jian Mo glanced at him: "You won the lottery? So happy."

"No," An Fengqing shrugged, "just hum."

The bedroom of the emperor and queen is on the top floor of the main castle of the manor, and Carlos' bedroom is downstairs, at the end of the long corridor.Carlos pushed open the white door of the bedroom, An Fengqing raised his eyebrows:

"Just a bed?"

The black-out curtains were lowered, and with a soft "click", the overhead lights were turned on.

It was a small lamp with extremely dim light.

There is a pure white bed in the center of the huge bedroom, and there is a lavender fragrance in the air for sleep aids, and there are no other furniture and appliances.

When Carlos pressed his brain, a gap suddenly opened on the pure white ground, and the delicate sofa and coffee table slowly rose from it.

"sit."

After that, Carlos also sat down by the bed and reached out to unbutton his coat.

An Fengqing's hand pinching the needle paused: "Why take off your clothes?"

Both Carlos and Jian Mo were startled, and Carlos said hesitantly: "Last time you gave Jian Mo an injection..."

Didn't he get naked?

"The physique of beta is different from that of alpha," An Fengqing said with a calm expression as the two of them stared at him in unison, "It's enough for the prince to show his hands and feet."

Carlos: ...

Jane Mo: ...

Jian Mo pushed his glasses, and gave him a sharp gaze of "I'd be a fool if I believed you".

An Fengqing turned a blind eye: "His Royal Highness, I'm going to have an injection."

Carlos' insomnia was a chronic illness, and after more than half an hour, his eyelids gradually drooped.

An Fengqing exhaled a long breath, packed up the needle bag, watched Jian Mo cover him with a thin quilt, and the two of them left the room together.

"Is it okay to show your hands and feet?"

Only in the empty corridor guarding the robot, Jian Mo's words were as chilly as a gust of cold wind.

An Fengqing took a step back with a smile: "Patients should not question the doctor's diagnosis. I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Jian Mo took a step forward, shortening the distance between the two: "The only patient is asleep, what else can you do?"

An Fengqing's eyes twitched: "See a doctor for myself."

Back on the guest room floor, An Fengqing knocked on Cui Jue's door calmly under Jian Mo's gaze.

It was Cui Jue who opened the door himself.He should have just taken a shower, and the black hair that was always meticulously combed behind his head hangs down softly, and the ends are still wet.

The line of sight in the deep eyes is straight, but the emotions in them are elusive.

An Fengqing waved to Jian Mo, stepped into the room and closed the door.

All the rooms have the same furnishings, the only difference is the smell of cedar in the room.

An Fengqing sat directly on the edge of the bed, his body trembling slightly due to the rebound of the mattress.He propped his hands back on the bed, looked at Cui Jue standing by the door with a half-smile, and said:

"Didn't you say you want to make up for me? Why are you standing there?"

As he spoke, he kicked off the slippers on his feet, and his white and tender feet dangled in mid-air.

Cui Jue's gaze followed those feet, and he remembered the scene in the corridor outside the banquet hall.

With a palpitation in his heart, he said, "I can promise you anything, but this is not the case."

Really restrained.

For some reason, An Fengqing became more interested.

He controlled his facial muscles to let the smile fade away bit by bit, and his voice became colder by three points: "Oh, you think I'm ugly and you're not interested in me?"

"not me--"

"So you want to have sex with me?"

After saying this, An Fengqing had already unbuttoned two shirt buttons, revealing a piece of snow white.

Cui Jue immediately lowered his gaze, fixed his eyes on the embroidered silk carpet, and said calmly, "It's not a question of whether to do it or not. You are affected by pheromones and have lost your normal judgment..."

An Fengqing couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Why didn't he find that Cui Jue was so wordy before.

"...So I can't promise you, you will regret it." Cui Jue finally finished speaking.

He waited quietly, waiting for An Fengqing to refute, he would persuade An Fengqing to wait a little longer, wait for him to develop a useful inhibitory medicine, and then...

On the carpet beside the wheelchair, Cui Jue saw a pair of feet.

What followed was the sweet peach fragrance that matched those white and tender feet very well.

The earlobe was suddenly pinched by two fingers.

very cool.

"If you don't want to do it, why don't you dare to look at me?"

Cui Jue's heart skipped a beat, and his earlobe was suddenly pinched hard.

He raised his eyes like a conditional launch, and bumped into a pair of watery light golden eyes.

An Fengqing's face was so close that he could see his own face in his pupils.His curved and upturned eyelashes trembled, and Cui Jue felt his heart prickly and itchy as if brushed by a small brush.

An Fengqing's voice was soft like puffs of smoke: "Do you want to?"

The petal-like lips approached, and the tip of the tongue recalled the sweet taste. Cui Jue's heart shrank into a small ball, and the sprout finally broke through the surface.

He heard himself say, "Yes."

The strength on the ear suddenly loosened, a breeze of peach fragrance caressed the face, and the figure in front of him had already walked back to the bedside.

Something in the body seemed to be taken away too.

An Fengqing sat back on the bed, resting his fingers on the third button, looking puzzled, with a playful indifference in his smile.

He said, "Then we will make an agreement in three chapters."

"First, you have to be there whenever you are called."

"Second, you have to wear a condom every time."

"Third," An Fengqing smiled, "other than that, we have nothing to do with each other."

"I want to—"

"If you dare to say that you are responsible for me," An Fengqing's eyes turned cold, "I'll go find someone else."

The room fell silent for a moment.

There was a slight pain in the chest, as if something was about to explode.Cui Jue has never experienced it and does not understand the reason, but he only knows one thing.

He didn't want An Fengqing to go find someone else.

"Other alphas won't be able to control it, and they're likely to hurt you."

An Fengqing hooked the corners of his lips, the meaning in his smile was unpredictable: "You won't hurt me, will you?"

Cui Jue didn't answer, but his wheelchair moved.

The wheelchair drove to the bed, Cui Jue propped himself up with a cane, and moved himself onto the bed.

He tried to maintain his dignity, but his slow movements inevitably seemed a little clumsy.

An Feng from the corner of his eye watched quietly, with no emotion on his expression, as if everything was normal.

Cui Jue's heart suddenly calmed down.

The two sat side by side by the bed, Cui Jue rubbed the metal handle of the cane, slippery and couldn't find the point of strength.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that An Fengqing's fingers were resting casually on the bed, only a few centimeters away from his legs. His fingers were white and slender, with round and lovely belly.

Not only the fingertips, but the hands are also cute.

Cui Jue stared at it for a few seconds, then lightly held that hand.

The numb electric current stung the skin, the two trembled at the same time, and Cui Jue exerted more force on his hands.

that's it?

An Fengqing shook his head dissatisfied, held Cui Jue's hand behind his back and pushed it back gently——

Cui Jue, who was wearing a black shirt, was lying in the middle of the white bed, with half-length black hair falling down, revealing his tough and handsome facial features and tense jawline.

An Fengqing raised his feet and sat on it, put his hands on Cui Jue's sides, turned his eyes around the black trousers, and said with a half-smile: "Move faster, or you will miss dinner."

……

……

Then they missed dinner together.

Fortunately, Carlos did not wake up, and Chu Xi lay down early because of the pregnancy reaction. Cui An and the two of them did not show any signs under the cover of Jian Mo.

It's hard to tell whether it's the smell of cedar or peach in the air, but the two bodies in the quilt are easy to distinguish.

An Fengqing occupied the left side of the bed, and after swallowing lightly, he found that his throat was as dry as sackcloth, and his whole body seemed to be dismantled and reassembled, but it was full of great satisfaction.

One arm away is Cui Jue who is also undressed, and there are many red marks on his arm, all of which were caught by An Fengqing when he was intense.

He controlled his brain, and made the smart furniture in the room deliver a glass of water to An Fengqing's hand.

An Fengqing drank half of the glass unceremoniously, handed the glass to Cui Jue, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

As soon as his feet touched the silk carpet, he almost limp and fell down.

"Why don't you lie down for a while?" Cui Jue's voice was hoarse.

An Fengqing didn't answer, he supported the side of the bed, let his feet softened into noodles get used to it, picked up his clothes and put them on slowly, before turning around.

The redness in the corners of his eyes due to excitement dissipated, and An Fengqing's eyes were as clear as water.

"We can't lie together, can we?"