after being marked

"Villan?" The Marshal's eyes flashed with surprise.The well-dressed and well-dressed man appeared in front of him wet all over at this moment, looking at him with a pair of equally wet eyes.It made him inexplicably feel a strange feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help avoiding the other party's sight.

The rain outside the window was crackling, and the strong wind swept over the rain.Wei Lan wrinkled his nose, sneezed sideways, and then looked over with some embarrassment.

Fry reacted immediately.

What was he doing just now?To be distracted by people?

Is it true that I am getting older, and even my attention is not as good as before?

But he is in his prime...

With complicated emotions, the older remaining A grabbed his colleague's arm, and pulled him closer to the room without tenderness, "Why are you so drenched?"

"I didn't expect it to rain so much today." As soon as he entered the room, Wei Lan felt that the temperature rose a lot in an instant. The whole living room was warm and cozy, and the sound of the rainstorm outside the window was blocked by the thick door.

Fry pinned him down on the couch.

"This rain is really sudden." Frye turned around and poured a cup of hot water into Vilan's hands, "So it's best to stay at home during the holidays, at least you won't be drenched."

"Drenched chicken" Wei Lan nodded blankly, always feeling that everything the marshal said seemed to make sense.

His head was heavy, it turned out that Frye took out a dry towel at some point, covered his head and wiped it randomly a few times.

Although he looked a bit embarrassed in the rain, his black hair, which was still very stylish, completely collapsed into a mess under the palm of the marshal.

Wei Lan lowered his head, staring at the two dirty watermarks stepped on the clean floor by himself, his mind was blank.

Frye's hands were broad, and not quite as strong as gentle.The wet black hair was gently twisted and twisted into various shapes under his hands.Wei Lan felt as if the whole head was not his own!

The blush spread from the base of the ears, with a faint tendency to extend to the face.

"Is it cold?" Fry's voice came from overhead.

Vilan shook his head subconsciously.

"Don't move around." The marshal's voice was very cold, "Don't just take advantage of your youth to get caught in the rain."

Even an Alpha with a strong physique can get sick!

"My quilt was soaked by the rain." Perhaps it was because Frye's palm was too warm, and Weilan's tone was not very obvious, "Do you have any extra quilts here?"

After thinking about it, I added: "I will return it after washing and drying it."

Sensing that the hand drying his hair had stopped, Vilan raised his head and saw Fry's amused expression.

"No quilt? Hahahahaha, this is really a headache."

Weilan: "..."

Frye put down the towel in his hand, and sat down next to Wei Lan, "I have extra quilts here."

Wei Lan's eyes lit up.

"But..." Fry raised one leg and said, "They've been in the cabinet for several months, and they're almost moldy now, and they can't be covered without drying."

Wei Lan lowered his eyes in disappointment: "Then I'd better go back and think of other ways."

"What are you going back for? It's raining so hard outside, and the temperature is dropping so badly, don't go back, just sleep with me for the next few days, anyway, my quilt is big enough, it's okay to have one more of you."

Frye has always been very generous to friends he has a crush on, so when he thought of how Weilan might be curled up and shivering on the bed tonight, he immediately made up his mind.

——They’re all Alphas, so it’s nothing to squeeze them together?What's more, three people wouldn't be crowded in the bed in his house, and it was more than enough for two people.

Old Marshal Keninley and General Gals used to share the same bed, and Professor Seaa and Mrs. Gals have been close friends for many years, and this friendship will continue to their generation.

"...Sleep, sleep here?" Vilan looked at him expressionlessly, with deep green eyes.

Frye grabbed his shoulders, "Yes. I remember when you were young, I hugged you to sleep once, hahaha you even sprayed my face with saliva."

Veran: "..." Don't remember it, and it wasn't funny at all.

"Now... well, let me take a look." Marshal Frye suddenly reached out and lifted Weilan's chin, looked at it carefully, and pretended to be serious: "The teeth are all in place, so I shouldn't be drooling."

Weilan: "..."

Weilan is a principled Omega, he never bothers to argue against accusations without evidence!

"Don't toss back and forth in such a heavy rain. I have unopened pajamas upstairs. You can take a shower first and change the wet clothes. I'll take off the pajamas for you and cook something to eat."

"Tonight... shall we sleep together?" Wei Lan's voice was a little fluttering.

Fry said "hmm": "We are all friends like this, let's sleep together."

Although the two didn't have a close relationship when they were in Chiyanxing, since Weilan moved here, the chances of them meeting have skyrocketed. Not only will they go to each other's home for dinner, but they will also greet each other's bedroom when they wake up in the morning. ... From the marshal's point of view, they are already very close friends, and although Weilan doesn't talk much, the marshal can feel that he is also taken seriously by the other party.

Weilan's mind went blank!

He is a principled Omega, how could he sleep in the same bed and cover the same quilt with Alpha without a marriage contract?

But... Frye is right, they are already this kind of friendship, they have done everything they should and shouldn't do, and sleeping together... shouldn't be a strange thing?

"Or...you're not used to sleeping with other people?" Fry noticed his hesitation.

Vilan blinked his green eyes and shook his head out of focus.

Frye smiled: "Then go take a shower, don't catch a cold."

Weilan paused for a few seconds, and then heard his own erratic voice: "...OK."

——The wedding stamp on the piece of paper is just a formality, and the one engraved on the body is the real stamp.

So he is still a very principled Omega.

Vilan stood up with a serious face, and Frye also stood up.

Under the leadership of Frye, Vilan quickly arrived at the bathroom next to the master bedroom on the second floor. Looking at himself with red ears in the vanity mirror, he finally couldn't help covering his face.

—He was going to sleep with his Alpha.

Although it sounds like this is a very normal thing, he always feels that something is not right.

Must be too nervous.