All the stars thought I was ALPHA

Asa's fever came sooner than Edmund had imagined.

It was the early morning of Asa's birthday, and it was rare for Edmund to have a day to rest. Carlisle specially set aside this day for them and let the two of them stay at home by themselves. Even Darien was released by Carlisle. False, early in the morning, apart from the two of them, the only one in the Marshal's Mansion was Lopez who was still buying fresh ingredients for his birthday cake.

There was no light in the bedroom, and the curtains were drawn. Asa was sleeping soundly on Edmund's chest, and Edmund, who was used to getting up early, had already opened his eyes and lightly touched his back. Patting, the sound of Asa's thin breathing was heard next to his ears, and his soft hair brushed his chin up and down from time to time.

"Mr. Edmund?" Asa rubbed his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to find his hand. Every morning when he woke up, he would hold Edmund's hand. Edmund deliberately wanted to tease him, and raised his hand. Over the top of his head, Asa couldn't find it after touching it for a long time. He blinked his eyes twice, and gave up the idea altogether. He pressed his small face against Edmund's chest, and closed his eyes to listen to the pain in his chest cavity. There was a strong heartbeat, and Edmund was about to fall asleep again. Just as Edmund was about to wake him up, he heard Asa chuckle twice: "Good morning, Mr. Edmund."

"Are you awake?" Edmund hugged him and half sat up, reached out and pinched his earlobe lightly, Asa held his big hand and let him wrap his hand, fingers restlessly in his palm Scratching, "Wake up?"

Asa was very comfortable being pinched by his earlobe, grunted and stretched on his body, Edmund lightly pinched his waist, and Asa was touched by him on the itchy flesh on his waist, laughing It rolled over from him, and because of the sudden stimulation, the ears and tail popped out.

Asa is used to sleeping naked//, Edmund told him for several days before he was willing to put on the shorts, at this time because the tail suddenly appeared, the black shorts were bulging, Edmund Seeing that he was being strangled uncomfortably, she stretched out her hand to help him pull down the shorts, allowing his tail to get out of the shorts smoothly.

"Sorry, stay a little longer." Asa lazily leaned back on him again, her little black ears were shaking, her little tail was also shaking back and forth behind her, and the white fur on the tip of the tail was swinging back and forth in the air Edmund stretched out his hand to hook the tip of his tail, and the naughty little tail moved in his palm, and then slipped away from between his fingers.

The bed was soft and warm, and Edmund's ALPHA pheromone fragrance was all over his body. The cold fragrance was refreshing. Edmund lightly hugged him off his body, and unconsciously began to sleep again. Asa, who felt reincarnated, shrank obediently into the bed, only showing a small head, and remained motionless again.

Edmund got up, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead: "I'll go downstairs and call you when I come back."

Asa didn't know if he heard it clearly. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and grabbed Edmund's clothes corner. As if he hadn't woken up yet, he slowly let go and laid it on the side of the bed.

Edmund stuffed his little hands back into the bed, covered him with the quilt, and then got dressed. When he went downstairs, he met Lopez coming back. Lopez was putting the ingredients at the kitchen door: "Good morning, Major General, the Marshal has already told me, so today I am only responsible for delivering the ingredients."

"Thank you and hope you have a great day."

"So, you too, major general." Lopez saluted him, turned and went out, and closed the door for him by the way.

Edmund picked up the ingredients and walked into the kitchen without changing his expression. After a while, the rich aroma of milk and fresh fruit wafted from the kitchen. Edmund leaned against the window of the kitchen, holding the Zhinao rang, it was Blair's video request.

"Major General," Blair seemed to be walking, his voice and picture were a little unsteady, "I'm currently in the manor on the outskirts of the slums, and I think there's something you might be interested in."

He walked up the wooden stairs and turned the camera to the dark green wall in front of him. Moss had grown on the wall because it hadn't been repaired and cleaned for many years, but he could also know from the cracks that this place was once filled with gentle and peaceful atmosphere There are some mottled oil paintings hanging on the walls. To be honest, there are no oil paintings for a long time now. If these things are seen by the people in the scientific research department, they will probably be vying for them—an old antique, but also an important one. Research data, it would be strange if they were not interested.

"Major General, look here." Blair pointed to an oil painting in the upper right corner with his finger. The oil painting has been around for a few years, and the picture is a bit blurry, but the person in the painting is familiar to both of them: black hair, Black eyes, a suit of cute suspenders, but a careless smile on his face, it seems that it is difficult for him to laugh, but he is still smiling.

Edmund glanced at the oven in operation, and there was already a white and almost transparent mist floating there. Through the glass covered with water mist, he could see that the dough with the smell of milk had begun to expand. It looked like It is very soft and delicious, and it looks very appetizing.

"The painting here is Mr. Greer when he was a child. He seems to be only five or six years old, which is about the same age as I found out when he was adopted by the couple. This oil painting should have been painted before he came to the manor. There are two reasons.” Blair’s camera left the oil painting and seemed to continue to walk upwards. With each step, the old wooden stairs in disrepair would creak, which was a bit weird in the empty house. "First, he is the only one in the oil painting. Second, I have this photo of him. Of course, don't get me wrong, I got this photo from the orphanage that received him."

He continued to walk up, it was not Asa's instruction to come to the old manor to investigate, but he always felt that there was some clue here, otherwise why did Reynolds choose the place in such a remote and useless place? ?

While listening, Edmund took the baked bread out of the oven, and began to spread the prepared white cream on it. His craftsmanship was not very good, but because of all the previous training, he It’s not enough to be starved to death by the bread he made himself. The butter flowed down evenly, covering the delicious bread. Blair just happened to look at the camera, and he paused while concentrating on explaining: “...If today is not Mr. Greer’s birthday, I'm staying here today and won't go back."

As for the mountain of quests, to hell with it.

"Continue." Edmund began to wrap the cake with cream, and put the freshly cut fresh fruit on it as a simple decoration. Looking at the small cake that had already formed, he said decisively, "Forget it, you can put it on later. Organize this information and send it to me.”

After speaking, he actively cut off the call.

A big spider landed on Blair's shoulder. He lowered his head and met the big spider's eyes, and the eight small eyes of the other party looked at him, quite spiritually.

Blair turned his head to take a look at his expression on a piece of broken glass, and was almost disgusted by himself.

"What kind of late mother's face is this!?"

He rubbed his face, looked at the endless wooden stairs, and continued to walk up, the tip of his nose was full of rotten and damp smell, his feet slipped, he hurriedly held on to the handrail, but his hands felt wet and slippery to the touch, He secretly thought it was bad, but it was too late, only heard a crackling, and Blair rolled down the wooden stairs!

The dilapidated wooden stairs couldn't bear the weight and impact of an adult, and a big hole was smashed by Blair's rolling down. Blair fell in with a plop, and he climbed up grinning, but was caught by the The scene froze in place in shock.

"This is……"

The bottom of the wooden stairs is hollow, and there is actually a door hidden under it, a high-grade [-]-digit password lock door only available in the scientific research department. It is said that even nuclear bombs cannot open the door made of this special material. Will there be such a door in a dilapidated manor?

Is it the previous owner of the manor?Or...Reil Nord?

And what is the purpose of setting up this door?

……

Edmund stood in front of the bed with a delicate plate containing small cakes, looked at the bed with no guests and the messy quilt, and turned to look at the locked bathroom door.

The sound of splashing water was coming from the bathroom.

And in the breath, the familiar red wine scent has reached a certain saturation state, and the OMEGA pheromone scent rushes towards him impatiently, and the posture seems to overwhelm him.

He walked towards the bathroom, but stopped at the door of the bathroom. The sound of water in the bathroom continued, but he couldn't cover up the sound of someone's suppressed breathing. Edmund finally grabbed the bathroom doorknob and opened the bathroom. the door.

The extremely strong smell of OMEGA pheromones rushed towards his face, almost sending him into a somersault. He looked at the teenager leaning against the wall weakly in the misty bathroom without blinking his eyes.

The water wetted his whole body, and the black animal ears and tail that he hadn't had time to take back were also wet, drooping limply, looking a bit embarrassed, even the black hair that was clinging to his forehead and face was also wet. Water kept dripping down, but his pink skin made one have to wonder if it was his hot sweat.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, Asa slowly raised his wet//LU//LUO eyes, the heterochromatic pupils were covered with a thin layer of water mist, and his eyes slowly focused on the already arrived In front of him, he was looking down at the face of the man who was looking down on him.

Edmund squatted down in front of him, watching Asa move his eyes with his movements, his eyes always fell on his face, Edmund could feel the breath exhaled from his mouth was also surprisingly hot.

Asa's first hot period is here.

Edmund dipped a little milky white cream with his fingertips, and touched Asa's red lips, watching him slowly lick the cream away, his eyes darkened.

"……Happy birthday."

"Asa."

He closed the door.

The author has something to say: yesterday and today are going on a business trip, so I updated it at this time, and will continue to update daily