after being marked

"You really linger." Miss Sadley showed an elegant smile, but her tone was not friendly at all.She stretched out a hand and lightly put it on the young officer's shoulder.

Weilan: "..."

Along with the soft tune, the two moved slowly on the dance floor.

"Am I pretty?" She lowered her head slightly and whispered in his ear.

Although I don't know why there is such a topic, Wei Lan feels that he needs to maintain the politeness of men, "Pretty."

Sadley let out a sneer.

"Sometimes Alphas are like uncivilized primitive creatures." She stroked the side of Weilan's face with the back of her hand, "It's like this. As long as an Omega conveys a little hint, they will lose their minds, excited Blind . . . ugly."

Weilan: "???"

The Alphas who lost their minds were looking at the two dancing lightly in the center of the dance floor with grief.The bright and beautiful young lady and the tall and handsome officer are really eye-catching!Like a pair of lovers!

There is always a gap between fact and fantasy.The atmosphere between this couple is really not as harmonious as what outsiders see.

For the hand that smelled of powder on his face, Major General Garth refused in his heart.

When Vilan couldn't help but want to pull that hand down, Sadre withdrew his hand in time and landed on his shoulder again, "You are also very beautiful, so beautiful that even I, an Omega, have to Admit it, but what's the use? You're not even a finger of the Marshal in my eyes."

!

Alarm bells rang in Weilan's heart.What does this woman want?

"Fry already has his own Omega." His tone was very serious, trying to wake up the person in front of him.

——However, he only got one supercilious look.

"Hehe, as a friend of the marshal, you should first recognize your own position. Even if you persuade Frye to get the chance to dance with me despicably, it will have no other effect except to make me hate you."

Sadley raised his head, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth, "Give up, I won't fall in love with you."

After saying this, Sadre pushed Weilan away arrogantly, turned around and walked towards the edge of the dance floor.There was no chance for Weilan to refute at all.

There was a flash of doubt in the green eyes at first, then they froze for a moment, and finally became complicated and unpredictable.He remained expressionless in his posture of watching Sadley go away.

"Reluctance?" Frye appeared from behind him at some point, with a faint tone, "Although that lady has a bad temper, she is indeed outstanding."

Veran turned and nodded honestly.

——The temper is really too weird!

"Hmph." The marshal uttered a monosyllable with his nose, a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes, and his silent appearance was very indifferent.

Weilan thought about it, and felt that this dance was very boring. He planned to drink some drinks in the corner. Dance together, and then go home together.

He glanced around, and his eyes fell on the sofa in the corner, where there was also a drink cabinet with various juices and wines.

"Still watching?" The marshal's voice came again faintly, "Everyone is gone."

Vilan gave him a strange look, then pointed to the rest area over there.I just wanted to say let's sit down together...

The marshal quickly pressed his finger, grabbed his hand and put it on his shoulder.

"We dance too."

Before Weilan could react, the marshal had already led him into the dance steps.The dance floor was full of AA dancing pairs, and the two co-wrote the tune, harmoniously blending into the "AA" environment.

Frye's breath was on the tip of his nose, Wei Lan felt his legs were a little weak, his head was dizzy, and his heart seemed to be a little monster that kept rolling, howling and wanting to pounce on it!

"Dance seriously." The marshal's tone was somewhat dissatisfied, "Don't be distracted."

Wei Lan retorted in a low voice: "...not distracted."

He stared at the other party with serious eyes, and there seemed to be a gentle light flowing in his eyes.Although there were some unpleasant episodes in the middle, his wish came true.

"I'm very happy." Wei Lan thought for a while, resting his chin on the other party's broad shoulders, his green eyes narrowed lazily, "That time just now doesn't count, compared to dancing with Miss Sadley, Now it's a surprise."

As I said on Chasing A's Three Hundred Strategies, it is suitable to say some ambiguous love words when dancing, and to secretly whisper ears with your beloved in the elegant melody.

Frye: "..."

After a few seconds, Veran said, "...you're doing the wrong dance."

Wei Lan, who was stepped on several times, was not angry, but moved his chin to look at him, and said intimately: "You follow me, left, front, front, back..."

Fry clasped the black head and pressed it back to his shoulders, and used skillful dance steps to show that he didn't need guidance, emphasizing again in a very heavy tone: "Seriously, seriously, dance."

Weilan: ...

After a while—

"Fry." He couldn't help but say again.

"Ok?"

"...I'm a little hot." Weilan's tone was a little unsteady, as if he was trying to suppress his discomfort.

Frye put some distance away from the people, and looked down to find that Weilan's face was flushed abnormally, his focused and bright eyes became foggy, and his mouth was panting.

Frye: "..."

Before he could react, the other party buried himself in his arms again.

It was that feeling again, as if all the strength had been drained, the brain lost the room to think, the blood in the whole body was surging, and the smell of Frye's pheromone was everywhere.

"What's wrong?" Fry's voice sounded distorted.

——This feeling is not unfamiliar, even the most recent one was last night.

He is now basically sure that this is the sequelae of the SD209 reagent, as if as long as he is around Frye, his body will enter this state without warning.He stretched out a hand and sniffed it, fortunately... no Omega pheromone leaked out, otherwise the consequences of so many Alphas in this hall would be unimaginable.

Wei Lan took a deep breath, calmed his breathing rate, and finally regained some sanity.

At this time, the hall fell into silence, and after a second, cheerful jazz music replaced the previous lazy dance music.

"It's over." Weilan's muffled voice came out, "I'm going to take a rest."

He backed away from Frye's arms, and when he saw that the other party was still in the embrace, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "I'm right there."

He pointed to the rest area behind him.

Frye said, "I'm with you."