I'm a mustard omega

I ran away and almost died on the spot, but I was finally caught by Yan Jiuxiao who came back from the halfway interception. I just set foot in the Jiangnan town less than three hours before I set foot on the high-speed train going north in a daze.

A group of us sat face to face in the box of the high-speed rail. The potbellied Mr. Qi stared at Mr. Wang next to him, who was finally dressed normally. Jiuxiao, Yan Jiuxiao looked at me leisurely, and I stared at the boxed lunch on the table with astonishment.

The four of them sat silently for a while, and Mr. Qi, who was unkempt, broke the silence first. His eyes that had been stuck on Mr. Wang moved to my head, and his aggrieved face was a little green like constipation: " Boss, can you restrain your pheromone?"

I……

If my mustard-flavored pheromones can be controlled freely, why should I be in this situation?

I continued to stare at the box lunch on the table in despair, ignoring him.

Yan Jiuxiao next to me couldn't sit still. He grabbed my weak wrist and dragged me into the tight and narrow atmosphere of the high-speed rail without hesitation under the astonishing eyes of the flight attendants. The smelly bathroom.

I--

Why the fuck's the restroom again?

Maybe this Yan Jiuxiaoyan old rascal grew up in the toilet?

The toilets of the high-speed rail are not as particular as hotels. It doesn’t matter whether you are A, B or O. There is only one toilet in a car, and there is only one pit in each toilet. Next to the pit is the sink.

Yan Jiuxiao and I were alone, face to face, and squeezed close to each other in this small, smelly bathroom. I felt like I was about to suffocate.

The old hooligan Yan Jiuxiao didn't care at all how ambiguous and shameful his current posture was. He tortured me to extract a confession without changing his face: "Why are you running?"

I--

If I don't run, am I waiting to die?

I thought so, but I couldn't say it, or I might die sooner.

I was firmly held in his arms by him, it was impossible to run, I squinted my eyes, and thought to myself: "I suddenly remembered that I haven't handed in my drawing for this month, so I went to Jiangnan to find inspiration."

"Isn't the iceberg guest you're serializing this time? Shouldn't you go north?" Yan Jiuxiao pointedly exposed my lie.

I didn't expect the old hooligan Yan Jiuxiao to know even this, so I just lowered my head and made up my mind to let him ask me to die without saying a word.

Yan Jiuxiao, the old rascal, began to torture my soul with words while scorching my body with body temperature: "Run away after marking half of it, don't you want to be responsible for me?"

I:"……"

It's not that I don't want to be responsible, the main reason is that I don't want to die too badly.

"You bit off my gonads. I can't be marked by others in this life. What do you think should I do?" Yan Jiuxiao asked again.

"Who do you want to be marked by?" I, who had made up my mind not to speak, was so frightened by his question that I couldn't help but speak again.

I don't know anything about creatures like Alpha, but I really know a lot about marking and being marked.

Since the day I could understand human language, my parents, my mother, my sister, and my brother have been telling me the story of the marked Alpha in my ears, so after so many years, I don’t know anything else, but Once Alpha is marked, the first thing to do is to kill his mark. I remember it clearly.

So who is Yan Jiuxiao, the old rascal Yan planning to kill?

However, Yan Jiuxiao's answer, no, was beyond my expectation: "Don't you know?"

I'm at a loss: "What should I know?"

Yan Jiuxiao looked at me like an idiot: "Are you really 29 this year?"

I:"……"

"Okay, I get it, 29 hasn't gotten the hang of it yet, no wonder I've been single for so many years." Yan Jiuxiaoyan patted my head sympathetically, "I'm sorry."

Poor you green turtle!

I slapped his paw away, and asked righteously: "What should I know?"

Yan Jiuxiao chuckled and pinched my face: "You don't need to know anything, no, you just need to know that you marked me and are responsible for me, that's enough."

I think the old hooligan Yan Jiuxiaoyan is a bit deceitful: "Why should I be responsible to you? If you don't play hooligans all of a sudden, how could I bite you for no reason? In a hurry, who would have thought that I would bite your gonads? To blame , I blame you for looking out of place!"

"I'm playing hooligan?" Yan Jiuxiao gave me another look full of sympathy, "It's not wronging you to say that you are not enlightened, you think you suddenly release such a high concentration of pheromones, which Alpha with normal development can control it ?”

Not to be outdone, I said, "Didn't Young Master Sun tell you that my pheromones are beyond my control? If it wasn't for your suitor, Mr. Wang, who dressed up so horribly, how could I have mood swings and release pheromones?"

"It was you who insisted on going back to the club." Yan Jiuxiao retorted helplessly.

I:"……"

I was speechless by Yan Jiuxiao, I was wrong a thousand times, the wrong thing was that I gave birth to mustard-flavored pheromones.

Sad people!

I asked sadly: "Okay, it's my fault, how can I be responsible to you?"

Yan Jiuxiao seemed to be waiting for my words, he smiled slyly: "Before I get married, be my spare tire."

I……

Damn, is it tolerable or unbearable!

I raised my head, almost hitting Yan Jiuxiao on the forehead again.

Yan Jiuxiao learned the lesson from last time, quickly pressed my head with his eyes and hands, and the corners of his eyes were bent, revealing eight white teeth like jade, he leaned close to my ear and asked in a low voice, "Why, don't you want to?"

I--

No wonder I fucking want to!

However, since Yan Jiuxiao can raise conditions, why can't I.

So I narrowed my eyes and thought again: "Unless you introduce the one hundred 9000 years to me."

"A hundred years and 9000 years?" Yan Jiuxiao smiled brightly, making my scalp tingle, "Being my spare tire and wanting to date someone else, you are so beautiful."

"Then why do you want me to be your spare tire? When you get married and have children, won't my mother be alone for the rest of my life?"

"Look at your performance. If you perform well, I'll make you a regular." Yan Jiuxiao was determined to win, "How about it, Little Mustard?"

Correction?

I counted my fingers and thought this proposal seemed good. After all, I couldn’t even get a partner before, and now I have become a love intern all of a sudden, and I have a chance to become a full-time employee. There is no difference between going up and falling from the sky.

It's always good to have a chance, but I, who is well versed in Yan Lao's hooligan routines, asked cautiously: "What are the requirements for being a spare tire?"

Sure enough, Yan Jiuxiao gave an evil smile: "Of course he loves me wholeheartedly. He is anxious about what I am anxious about, thinks about what I want, and is always there when he is called, rain or shine. Simply put, he is offering me up like an ancestor."

I--

Yan Jiuxiao, the old hooligan Yan is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, return to the ancestors, I greet the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!

"What if I don't agree?"

"Disagree?" Yan Jiuxiao smiled again, and leaned closer to me in the already cramped bathroom, threateningly, "If you disagree, I will mark you now, and then I will abandon you."

I--

This shameless profiteer in the cloak of an angel in white with a human face and a beast heart!