After the pheromone changed to A, I changed to O

Wen Shuxian was taken aback for a moment, but soon he realized that this was Xia Zhihong's counterattack to him for deliberately dragging the battle line for more than 30 minutes in order to get rid of Han Jingke's boss just now—in order not to end the battle quickly, he did make a contribution. Fan "acting".

Is this Xia Zhihong's "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth"?

In Xia Zhihong's eyes, is he like Han Jingke in his eyes?

As soon as Xia Zhihong said this, let alone Wen Shuxian, even Han Jingke felt that the provocation was not good enough, but somehow he felt relieved.

Ye Zhou couldn't help but jumped out: "What are you bragging about!"

Xia Zhihong smiled: "Am I bragging, don't you know?"

Ye Zhou, who had been pressed and rubbed on the ground dozens of times by Xia Zhihong, choked instantly.

Before Ye Zhou could come up with something to refute Xia Zhihong, Bai Ningmei held Ye Zhou down and smiled, "That's enough, stop making jokes, let me go."

Ye Zhou looked unwilling, but he had to keep his mouth shut, and could only stare in Xia Zhihong's direction.

After Wen Shuxian left the cockpit of the mech, he gave Xia Zhihong a complicated look.

Xia Zhihong took a deep breath, and gently fell back on the back of the cockpit seat. Just now, Wen Shuxian gave him a great sense of oppression.

It wasn't until Bai Ningmei took out her mecha that he sat up straight again and began to prepare for battle.

Compared with Wen Shuxian just now, Bai Ningmei's offensive is more fierce and resolute. Xia Zhihong has to deal with it with [-] points of energy. Once he makes a wrong step, he may be instantly defeated by Bai Ningmei's weakness , with Bai Ningmei's fierce offensive, he basically couldn't make up for it.

Han Jingke was also so nervous that he was about to suffocate. He had just fought against Bai Ningmei, and he knew that Bai Ningmei's fighting style was completely different from her appearance.

And once she was pressed down, she couldn't get up again.

He was so nervous that his hands and feet were cold, as if he was in the scene.

Ye Zhou kept cheering Bai Ningmei on the sidelines: "Come on! Go up! Defeat him! Go up!"

Wen Shuxian looked at the two mechas in battle with a solemn expression, wondering what he was thinking.

Due to Bai Ningmei's fierce offensive, it was destined that this battle would be decided quickly. Sure enough, in less than 5 minutes, the match gradually came to an end.

Xia Zhihong has only one way to fight back, that is, if the opponent is fierce, he is stronger than the opponent!

He even suspected that at the end of the fight, either Bai Ningmei broke his mecha, or he broke Bai Ningmei's mecha.

The attack of the two became more and more fierce, and the speed became faster and faster, like two strings getting tighter and tighter. Finally, one of the strings could not be stretched——

Bai Ningmei's mecha fell first.

However, the moment the system announced Xia Zhihong's victory, Xia Zhihong was almost exhausted and collapsed on the cockpit seat. His hands were trembling and he could barely lift them, even if he was a little slower just now. Seconds, I am afraid that the loser will become him.

Fortunately, he was the winner.

Xia Zhihong lay on the seat to calm down his shortness of breath, his face was flushed, he was dripping with sweat, and his whole body was hot.

The moment Xia Zhihong won the battle, Han Jingke almost jumped up excitedly. Just now he was rubbed hard by the clerk Bai Ningmei on the ground, and now Xia Zhihong pressed the clerk Bai Ningmei on the ground for him. Rubbing hard, it can be regarded as a sigh of relief for him!

He clenched his fists tightly, sooner or later, he will personally let it out!

He looked up at Xia Zhihong's mecha, waiting for the hero to greet him.

After Bai Ningmei jumped out of the mecha cockpit, her expression was not as lost as Wen Shuxian's, but rather thoughtful. She touched her cheek with her thumb, looked up in Xia Zhihong's direction, and hooked Lips smiled and said: "You won, I admit that you are really strong."

She waited patiently for a while, but Xia Zhihong didn't respond, and didn't get off the mech, so she couldn't help but tease: "What? Do you want to do it again?"

Han Jingke, who was originally excited, suddenly realized something. Could it be that Xia Zhihong's pheromone is unstable again?

He suddenly became nervous, hesitating whether to rush up to help Xia Zhihong dig out from the cockpit of the mecha, when Xia Zhihong's cockpit door of the mecha suddenly popped open.

Xia Zhihong poked his head out from the cockpit. His forehead was covered with sweaty hair, and his eye sockets were slightly wet and red. Sweat dripped from his forehead, crossed his chin, and splashed on the chest of his clothes.

Han Jingke immediately went up to meet him, and after Xia Zhihong jumped out of the cockpit, he quickly supported Xia Zhihong, lowered his voice and asked anxiously: "Senior, are you okay?"

Xia Zhihong panted a few times: "It's okay... it's just that the pheromone is a bit unstable..."

Han Jingke suddenly became anxious: "Do you want an inhibitor?"

Xia Zhihong smiled wryly and shook his head: "Inhibitors are useless to me, but it's okay, I can suppress it for the time being."

He did have some signs of estrus in the cockpit of the mecha just now due to excessive exercise, but it seems that because He Chuanhan's temporary mark is too strong, he just got a little hot, and the restlessness was suppressed again down.

However, he is still a little unstable and impatient. If there is a third opponent, he probably kneels directly. Of course, in front of Ye Zhou and others, he straightened his back and put on a As if nothing had happened.

Seeing that Xia Zhihong came down from the cockpit of the mecha, Ye Zhou started talking with Han Jingke as if no one was there, ignored them, and immediately felt aggrieved: "Don't think that you are so arrogant just because you just won. Can call a car of people who can beat you!"

Only then did Xia Zhihong give Ye Zhou a look: "Oh? Are you calling for foreign aid again?"

Bai Ningmei put her elbow on Ye Zhou's shoulder, bending Ye Zhou down. She is 1.8 meters tall, and she is still tall even among the male alphas: "If you lose, you lose, shameless!" What's the point?"

Ye Zhou glared at Xia Zhihong aggrieved and dissatisfied. He opened his mouth to say something, but Bai Ningmei simply covered his mouth: "Okay, okay, you can shut up!" .”

Wen Shuxian looked at Xia Zhihong, adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "You are indeed very powerful, what's your name?"

Xia Zhihong looked at Wen Shuxian and raised his eyebrows and smiled, but did not speak.

Wen Shuxian's expression was a little helpless: "I don't mean anything else, I just think you look familiar."

Xia Zhihong flatly refused: "We still have something to do, let's go first."

Ye Zhou became impatient: "You want to leave after you win?"

Xia Zhihong said with a half-smile, "What? You still want to stay with us for dinner?"

Ye Zhou choked completely and couldn't speak anymore.

Wen Shuxian still wanted to stop Xia Zhihong, but at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, so he had to stop to answer the phone.

"We're in a mecha club nearby..."

Xia Zhihong quickly took the opportunity to sneak away with Han Jingke.

After leaving the Mecha Club, Xia Zhihong took Han Jingke back to school, but seeing Han Jingke's serious expression, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Han Jingke bit her lips: "It's nothing, I just remembered about the Ye family... I didn't want to start the live broadcast before because I was afraid that people from the Ye family would find out."

He paused, and then continued: "The Ye family treated me very well, but after all, it's not my real home. I'm just an outsider who lives under the fence. I left the Ye family after my separation...but I'm still leaving home. Admiral Ye didn't know about it when he left."

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Zhihong realized that Han Jingke was just the child of Admiral Ye's comrade-in-arms. Not bad, but not necessarily the rest of the Ye family. Han Jingke has been away from the Ye family for a few years. With the ability and ability of the Ye family, if they really want to find someone, can they still find it?

It's obviously not that I can't find it, but that I don't want to find it.

Thinking of this, he gave Han Jingke a loving look, and stretched out his hand to stroke Han Jingke's head: "It's okay, now you don't have to live with others, and you don't have to look at Ye Zhou's faces anymore."

Han Jingke looked at Xia Zhihong and finally laughed: "It's okay, even if they find me now, I won't go back."

As the person involved, how could he not know that if the Ye family really wanted to find him, they would have found him back long ago. He has been reluctant to show his face all these years, not only because he did not want to be found by the Ye family, but also because he did not want to do anything for Ye. It only adds to the embarrassment.

If he returns to the Ye family, it will only make him and the Ye family unhappy, so why bother?

Xia Zhihong reached out and patted Han Jingke's shoulder as a comfort.

After the two bid farewell, Xia Zhihong returned to the dormitory. He was already a little exhausted. He just lay down on the bed when Tang Shaohong called and asked him to go out and buy a wedding dress.

Xia Zhihong had no choice but to get up again, came to the place agreed with Tang Shaohong, and began to try on the wedding dress tailored for him.

While letting Tang Shaohong toss about, Xia Zhihong listened to Tang Shaohong's instructions on the precautions for the wedding. As the son of one of the grooms, he didn't need to do much, just go to have a meal and recognize someone by the way.

"At that time, the wedding will be more grand. Apart from some relatives and friends, some important people will also be invited. At that time, you should behave well... If you don't know what to say, then don't say anything. Say less and make less mistakes."

Tang Shaohong put on the tailor-made dress for Xia Zhihong: "Why have you lost so much weight? It's obviously not like this when you measured your waist before...Didn't you eat well?"

Xia Zhihong: "..."

Since his "transgender", his figure is indeed much thinner and thinner than before. Although he has been trying to eat more, he still doesn't gain weight, as if his entire body is developing in the direction of an omega.

He was suddenly overwhelmed with embarrassment.

After Xia Zhihong tried on the dress, Tang Shaohong also started to try on his wedding suit. He was wearing a low-key but elegant white suit with exquisite hand embroidery on the neckline. The proper tailoring outlined his excellent figure , tall and straight figure, slender waist.

Although Tang Shaohong is theoretically only a civil servant, he has not lost his body training at all. After putting on a suit, he is particularly tall and handsome, and he looks much younger.

Xia Zhihong was a little happy, but also a little sad: "Where is Marshal He? Why didn't he try on the wedding suit with you?"

Tang Shaohong smiled and said, "He went to have dinner with his son today. After all, the wedding is going to happen soon. If his son doesn't even come to the wedding, it won't be nice to talk about it."

His tone was very peaceful, but Xia Zhihong frowned. If He Chuanhan, the son of He Tingjun, did not attend the wedding between Tang Shaohong and He Tingjun, everyone would think that they were at odds once word spread.

...Could it be that He Chuanhan still can't accept Tang Shaohong?But he remembered that He Chuanhan met Tang Shaohong before, and his attitude was not bad, but at that time, He Chuanhan, including himself, didn't even know that Tang Shaohong and He Tingjun were together.

Xia Zhihong sighed, his stepson was unwilling to accept his stepmother, this was really a problem of the century, so he had to change the subject and said: "You look good in this dress, Marshal He has really good eyesight."

Tang Shaohong couldn't help laughing with smile lines on the corners of his mouth: "Although my marriage with Marshal He hasn't been on the news yet, many people around Marshal He already know about it... They know that I'm just a little military doctor, and they all feel that Marshal He's vision It's gone down."

Xia Zhihong hurriedly said: "It's because they have no vision!"

"My identity is indeed very different from Marshal He's." Tang Shaohong straightened his collar slowly in front of the full-length mirror, "but I know that our souls are equal."

Xia Zhihong suddenly laughed, why does Tang Shaohong need his comfort?

"Although I don't have a father who is a marshal, maybe I will have a son who is a marshal in the future." Tang Shaohong blinked at Xia Zhihong, and the two couldn't help but smile at each other.

After trying on the wedding dress and going back, Xia Zhihong boarded "God of War", ready to chat with He Chuanhan, but he waited for half the night, but still did not wait for He Chuanhan to go online.

After he went offline, he ran to He Chuanhan's live broadcast room to take a look, and found that He Chuanhan did not start the live broadcast today.

... Could it be that He Chuanhan was still talking with He Tingjun and his son all night long?

He had no choice but to sigh and quit the Star Network.

In the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day of Tang Shaohong and He Tingjun. Xia Zhihong changed into a dress early and groomed himself well, from hair to toes. Although there will be no reporters live broadcast today, but after all It was the wedding of one of the four marshals of the empire. Maybe someone would secretly take pictures and record it, so he had to be prepared to show his face at any time.

In order not to embarrass Tang Shaohong, he must ensure that he is in perfect condition at all times.

For this reason, he borrowed a lot of masks from Han Jingke every day these days. Although Han Jingke likes to pretend to be alpha, he is still very omega in his heart. He insists on applying masks every day. The result of applying masks every day is that he now The condition of her skin is really good, just like a freshly peeled boiled egg, white and tender, with a pit when pinched.

After Xia Zhihong changed into her dress, she went out and went straight to the hotel where the wedding was held.

Although He Tingjun and Tang Shaohong chose an ordinary hotel for their wedding, as soon as he approached the hotel, he keenly noticed a group of well-trained people staring at the hotel nearby, and their sharp eyes scanned everyone passing by .

Are you a soldier?Xia Zhihong narrowed his eyes slightly, but it's not surprising, after all, it's Marshal He's wedding, and there will probably be a lot of big shots... Maybe he'll be able to see the other four Marshals at once!

After Xia Zhihong stepped into the hotel, he found that the hotel was crowded with people. Most of them were wearing suits and evening gowns. At first glance, they thought it was some kind of high society dinner party.

He paused, almost thinking that he had gone to the wrong hotel, and turned his head to look at the name of the hotel before confirming that he had gone to the right hotel.

He looked down at the dress on his body again to confirm that he was wearing the right clothes - why did he feel that as one of the protagonists of this wedding, he was dressed more like a guest?And those who are dressed luxuriously and gaudy are more like the masters.

Just when Xia Zhihong was in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Oh it's you!"

Xia Zhihong looked up, only to find that it was Wen Shuxian, this guy was wearing a luxurious suit, all kinds of accessories blinded his eyes, diamond brooch, gemstone cufflinks, so eye-catching as if he was the master of the wedding.

Wen Shuxian pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said meaningfully: "No wonder I always thought you looked familiar... So it's you, grandpa is for you..."

As the grandson of Admiral Wen, he certainly knows that Admiral Wen gave Wen Xiaoxiao's parents a warning call for a student from the Imperial Military Academy. Although he didn't like Wen Xiaoxiao's family, he cared more about the text. Why did Jiang pay so much attention to a student of the Imperial Military Academy, so he went to check it out, and found out that the student seemed to have something to do with Marshal He.

It's just that he doesn't care much about unimportant people. After finding out that the student Admiral Wen paid attention to was only related to Marshal He, he threw this person aside, so he didn't remember Xia Zhihong's name and appearance at all. It wasn't until the matter of the Mecha Club a few days ago that he completely remembered Xia Zhihong in his mind.

It turned out that this person was Marshal He's future stepson.

Xia Zhihong was not surprised that Wen Shuxian already knew his identity. When he knew that Wen Shuxian was the grandson of Admiral Wen, he guessed that Wen Shuxian might have checked him, so he felt familiar with him and kept thinking about him. asked his name.

He smiled: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Wen Shuxian looked at Xia Zhihong meaningfully, and suddenly turned around and called someone: "Song Siyao, come and meet your future brother."

... Song Sixiao?

Hearing this name, Xia Zhihong suddenly had a bad feeling, because he remembered that He Chuanhan's omega father was called Song Simiao.

Sure enough, when an omega who looked two or three points similar to He Chuanhan appeared in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. The former omega boy was only about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate and delicate face, eyebrows and eyes. He Chuanhan is somewhat similar, but softer and more beautiful.

The omega boy stared at Xia Zhihong with wide eyes, turned his head and asked Wen Shuxian, his tone was a bit aggressive: "My future brother? Is he Xia Zhihong?"

Hearing this tone, Xia Zhihong immediately sighed secretly. It seems that the union of the two reorganized families is indeed facing many problems. Even a person like He Tingjun will inevitably encounter such problems.

Wen Shuxian smiled politely: "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"By the way," Wen Shuxian blinked at Xia Zhihong, "Let me introduce you, this is Song Siyao, the nephew of Marshal He's spouse Song Simiao, who can be regarded as your future cousin."

Xia Zhihong who suddenly likes to be a brother: "..."

"You are Xia Zhihong?" Song Siniao looked Xia Zhihong up and down, his eyes were a little unfriendly, and he snorted, "No wonder Marshal He fell in love with your father, it seems that it is because of his good-looking face, but apart from this point Besides, what does your father compare with my uncle? Family background? Ability? Contribution to the empire? Do you know how much my uncle has contributed to the empire?"

Xia Zhihong frowned, and said lightly, "If you think Marshal He should find a partner according to these conditions, then he should choose the other three marshals most."

Song Siliu choked instantly. Although Xia Zhihong's words sounded right at first glance, there were few people in the entire empire whose abilities and contributions could match the four marshals, but the problem was that all the four marshals were alphas!

...and all married.

"...They don't count!" It took Song Siyao a long time to come back to his senses, and he gnashed his teeth to refute Xia Zhihong, "There are many better omega than your father! Those omega who want to marry Marshal He are no better than you Dad is excellent? Your dad is just a little military doctor!"

Xia Zhihong nodded: "That's true, but you should tell Marshal He himself this kind of suggestion. What's the use of telling me?"

Song Siniao choked again, how dare he run and say such things to Marshal He? !

At this moment, Ye Zhou who didn't know when came over said quietly: "You better stop scolding him, you can't scold him..."

Ye Zhou, who had suffered verbal losses several times, glanced at Xia Zhihong with lingering fear, then turned his head to encourage Song Sina: "Will the twins from the Nan family come today? Let them teach him a lesson!"

The Nan family's twins?South?Xia Zhihong quickly realized that what Ye Zhou was talking about should be the last of the four marshals—Marshal Nanhu and Yuannan.

Song Siniao's eyes lit up immediately: "They will come! How do we teach them a lesson? Shall we put him in a sack together?"

Xia Zhihong: "...Would you like to discuss this kind of thing in front of me?"

Ye Zhou's face was flushed red: "Of course it's not a sack! It's a lesson with the mecha!"

Song Siniao immediately realized and nodded, "The two elder brothers of the Nan family and Brother Chuan Han have a good relationship since they were young, and they will definitely help!"

Xia Zhihong: "..."

Should it be said that these young and old masters are scheming or are they stupid and sweet? Should they just tell the plan directly like this?

At this moment, Song Siniao suddenly looked at the door and his eyes lit up, as if he had found a savior: "Here, here! Brother Chuanhan! Come here!"

Xia Zhihong's heart skipped a beat.

Wen Shuxian narrowed his fox eyes while looking in the direction of the door, repeating the old trick: "Chuanhan, come and meet your future brother."

Xia Zhihong: "..."