My wife is a top alpha, what should I do

The damp underground, surrounded by pale metal walls, looks very depressing.

The metal door at the end of the passage was open, and a little light shone through it.

In the cell, Song Yu was sitting on a chair, wearing a sapphire stud on his left earlobe, resting his right hand lazily on the armrest, and looking at the angry Zheng Long through the iron fence.

"Still refuse to say?"

"You have no right to imprison|imprison me privately!" Zheng Long slammed on the metal smasher, bang bang, "Lynching is illegal!"

His lips were chapped, his face was pale, his hair was stuck together after being wet with sweat, and he looked embarrassed, which was very different from the arrogant appearance a few days ago.

"Illegal?"

Like hearing something funny? Song Yu chuckled twice, his voice was very cold: "Why didn't you think of breaking the law when you assassinated me?"

Zheng Long's eyes flashed, and he retorted loudly: "I don't even know what you are talking about!"

Song Yu slowly turned the ring on his ring finger: "You insist?"

Zheng Long: "Of course!"

Song Yu got up: "Then I can only ask your partner."

"Yunyun?" Zheng Long knocked on the iron railing more violently, "What did you do to Yunyun?!"

But no matter how hard he beat, Song Yu ignored him and walked towards the door without looking back.

Seeing that Song Yu was about to walk out of the cell, in a hurry, Zheng Long couldn't care about the disguise, and the pheromone was released instantly.

Alpha's pheromones flooded the entire cell, and they all attacked Song Yu.

"I kill you!"

[01: Collecting samples—collected. 】

[00: Collection failed. 】

Song Yu curled his lips and sneered, "That's it?"

He took out the gun from his back, turned around and shot Zheng Long in the shoulder.

"Ah!" Zheng Long screamed, and leaned against the iron railing, the pheromone was diluted a lot.

Qin Luo followed Song Yu's side: "Brother, you can suppress it with pheromone? Why waste this effort?"

The small-caliber gun twirled a few times between Song Yu's fingers, and he quickly retracted it by his waist.

He frowned, looking impatient: "Want to match A with my pheromone? He is also worthy?"

Qin Luo thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, Father Rong may be jealous."

When talking about Rong, Song Yu touched the earring on his left ear and became even more irritable.

It was stuffed to him by Rong Shi when he went out in the morning.

Qian Fan asked Rong Shi to come over because he had something to do, so he could only come here by himself.

The fragrant rabbit can't be touched, but stays in this place full of alpha stink.

Song Yu's eyes became colder and colder, and he wanted to kill someone.

Qin Luo saw it and felt bad.

If you don't interrogate him properly, this person will die.

Song Yu continued to walk out: "This is for you."

Qin Luo hurriedly responded: "Okay!"

When Song Yu walked out, Qin Luo gestured to the hidden guard beside him.

Zheng Long clutched his right shoulder and panted heavily, sweating profusely. Just as he was about to call Song Yu to stop again, a strong electric shock suddenly passed through the iron fence.

He reacted quickly and retreated immediately, but he was still shocked and fell to the ground, his whole body twitching uncontrollably.

Qin Luo stood by the iron fence, glanced over him, and smiled coldly: "Why don't you pretend to be beta?"

Zheng Long's expression was in a trance, his eyeballs kept rolling up.

"Don't hurt Yunyun, I promise—"

Qin Luo: "Your Highness can give you a chance because of Father Rong's face. If it was in the past——heh, do you think you still bargain when you buy vegetables in the vegetable market?"

Zheng Long struggled to raise his hand, as if he wanted to grab something.

"Please, please, don't touch Yunyun, if something happens to him, I can't live—"

"Hehe, it's quite affectionate." Qin Luo squatted down and laughed in a low voice, "What if I have a medicine that can cancel the matching?"

Zheng Long was startled, his eyes gradually widened.

But before he could say anything, Qin Luo hurriedly left.

After walking out of the cell, Qin Luo looked at both sides of the passage, and quickly walked a few steps to catch up with Song Yu.

"I'm already very excited, it looks like I won't be able to last tonight."

Song Yu: "After the confession, I will send out the school star."

Qin Luo was puzzled: "It's safe to put it here."

Song Yu: "Just in case."

Rounding the corner, they stopped in front of another cell.

The hidden guards guarding the gate were wearing filter masks. When they saw them coming, they saluted Song Yu respectfully and handed over two filter masks.

"Your Highness, this omega is very dangerous, please be careful."

Song Yu glanced at the hideously ugly mask, and gave up: "No need."

Dark Guard: "But—"

Knowing Song Yu's temper well, Qin Luo interrupted: "Don't be silly, open the door!"

Dark Guard: "Yes!"

As soon as the door was opened, omega's pheromones rushed towards her, carrying the owner's anger and being extremely aggressive.

【01: The pheromone curve is twisted into a twist. 】

[00: I have no data. 】

[01: Two samples are being matched, it will take about 3 minutes——]

[00: No data, hum. 】

Inside the iron fence, Jiang Yun stared at them with bloodshot eyes.

"Let me go back!"

Seeing this face again, Song Yu was still a little surprised.

This omega was the program leader of the main control room when they broke into the submarine base, the deputy commander during the battle, and the owner of the face borrowed by 01 to open the data center door.

The photo of Zheng Long's partner in the military database is not the same person at all.

The military database is more authoritative than the public database, second only to the royal database.

But in this document, Zheng Long's gender is wrong, and his partner's photos and information are wrong.

What has become of the military?Song Yu lowered his face.

An omega who is doing well in the organization is marrying a little sergeant?

No matter how you think about it, it is unreasonable.

Jiang Yun increased the release of pheromones, his cheeks began to flush, and his forehead was hot and sweaty.

Seeing that it was ineffective against Song Yu, he turned to look at Qin Luo: "Let me go."

With the bewitching voice and the strong omega pheromone, Qin Luo's heartbeat gradually accelerated.

At the moment of being absent-minded, Song Yu slapped him hard on the head.

"It hurts!" He touched the back of his head, gasped, and glared fiercely at Jiang Yun, "This is how your fucking omega's pheromones are used?!"

[01: The matching degree of the two samples is 100%, and it has been included in the database~]

[00: Included. 】

Song Yu sat on the chair brought by the secret guard, and casually ordered, "Pick his glands for me."

The relaxed and casual tone is like picking leaves from the tree at the door.

Jiang Yun's scalp tightened, and he stared at Song Yu vigilantly: "How dare you!"

Song Yu sneered: "The eyeballs were also dug out."

Seeing the two hidden guards walking towards the iron fence, Jiang Yun suddenly stood up and backed away.

"I'm a member of the military, you can't—"

Song Yu: "Slice me with your fingers."

Dark Guard: "Yes!"

"Let go of me, let go!" Jiang Yun's hands were cut back and pressed to the ground.

He struggled desperately, yelling at Song Yu, but he could only watch helplessly as the hidden guards approached, the neckline was roughly ripped open, and the sharp saber slashed against the gland.

Hearing the sharp scream, Qin Luo looked away.

It's been a long time since I saw such an exciting picture, and it was a bit difficult to adapt for a while.

Qin Luo approached Song Yu and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you really want to gouge your eyes?"

"Have I ever made a joke?" Song Yu looked at Jiang Yun's distorted face, feeling happy, "When have I ever been polite to the person who killed me? Besides, it's so rare that you don't have time."

Qin Luo: "..."

The second half is the point, right?

When the guardian is not around, he immediately releases himself.

As expected of you.

In the imperial capital Xingwang Palace, Yinrong was wearing a neat suit, walking unhurriedly towards the king's study.

In the study, Song Zheng sat behind his desk and read documents, while Ji Ling watered the plants on the shelf.

With a slight smile in his eyes, he whispered softly: "The child already knows his mistake, so please forgive him."

Seeing that there was no movement behind her, Ji Ling's eyes darkened, her expression was impatient for a moment, and then quickly changed back to a gentle look.

He put down the kettle, made coffee himself and brought it to Song Zheng.

"Staying in the room all day and being ashamed to go out is not an option, what do you think?"

"Don't let him have a long memory, dare to do it next time." Song Zheng put the signed document aside, picked up his coffee and said, "But since you have spoken for him—"

He took a sip and frowned: "No sugar?"

Changed the subject halfway through the conversation?

Ji Ling was restless, and said patiently: "I'm afraid you won't like it if it's too sweet, so I put half of it in."

Song Zheng: "Put three more sugar and two more milk balls."

Ji Ling: "..."

The subject shifted so damn harshly.

He took the coffee back with a good voice, poured five candies in a fit of anger, and brought it back to Song Zheng.

"What about the kid?"

Song Zheng didn't pick it up again: "Let him go to school on Monday."

The smile on Ji Ling's lips spread: "I know you love him the most."

There was a knock on the door, Yinrong came in, saluted the two respectfully, stood at the desk and began to report on the work.

"The military academy made a mistake when picking up the Second Highness, and now the Second Highness has taken away the person responsible for the pick-up."

Song Zheng raised his head from the document, frowning.

"What exactly happened?"

Hearing this, Ji Ling's eyebrows jumped.

I heard Yinrong continue to say: "The spaceship that was supposed to take His Highness back to school was empty, and everyone was missing. Up to now, the school has not given a reasonable explanation."

Ji Ling picked up the coffee cup, put it to her mouth and blew, her eyes were half downcast, to cover up her emotions: "Why does it sound like a child playing hide and seek?"

Yinrong glanced at the queen's back calmly.

The words were cryptic, but the implication was obvious.

One is to question the authenticity of this incident, and the other is to question the character of the Second Highness.

"Bastard!" Song Zheng slapped the table with a slap.

Seeing his angry reaction, the corners of Ji Ling's lips curled up.

But in the next moment, Song Zheng said: "Dare to despise the royal family, get rid of Li Huating!"

Ji Ling took a sip of coffee and couldn't hide her astonishment.

what happened?This way of thinking is not right.

Need more control?But the last time was only half a month past.

In Qianfan's office, he was surrounded by the deans of the first to third grades, and his brain throbbed.

Zhao Qiqi moved the thermos cup to his side.

"This monthly exam is not allowed to be lower than 61, do you hear me?"

Zheng Hai touched his big belly and laughed: "Don't listen to this old boy's crazy words, you just need to get 60 points in the test, the system won't accept any more."

Zhao Qiqi glared at him: "You teach students like this?!"

There was too much noise in the ears, and the old monk Rongshi was interrupted several times when he entered the samadhi state.

He rubbed his forehead, and his voice was cold: "Is this why you called me here?"

"No." Qian Fan came over from behind the desk, "I'm looking for you, they know you're coming, so they won't leave."

Qian Fan sat on the sofa next to Rongshi, handed the printed document to him, and said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations."

Rong Shi took it over and opened it, Zhao Qiqi and Zheng Hai surrounded him from left to right.

Zhao Qiqi couldn't help but uttered a swear word: "Fuck!"

Zheng Hai's eyes, which had always been slit into a crack, opened quite a bit: "That's amazing, son."

Qian Fan grinned, happier than he was promoted.

"According to the usual practice, it will be announced on the school's homepage for a month later. I have already posted a post on the forum. You can go up and reply to the post, express your reflections, and set an example for everyone."

Put down the red-headed file, and open the forum that I haven't seen for a long time.

In the Second Army Corps, Lao Lin sat down to eat with Qingsong Qiu Haotian and others.

It is inevitable to talk about Rong Shi in the chat.

Lao Lin: "Having settled so many military exploits, the brat should have a good time going back, right?"

Qingsong: "You care so much, why don't you send a message yourself and ask."

"Forget it, forget it." Lao Lin stopped, "My child needs to go to class, and seeing his face, I will want to ask him for a son."

Qingsong choked on a mouthful of rice: "..."

Is this just superficial? !

Qiu Tianhao ate his meal: "Then you go to the forum to have a look, he is the top of the military academy, and you can see all the trivial things on the forum."

Lao Lin slapped his thigh: "Medium!"

He didn't care about eating, so he opened his personal terminal and boarded the forum.

Although it has been many years since he graduated, he still remembers the account number.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

Seeing him yelling at the screen, Qiu Tianhao suddenly thought of something, and followed him onto the forum.

The most eye-catching position on the homepage is a post called #telling a joke: a first-year freshman says he can drive a spaceship#.

The post has reached tens of thousands of floors.

In the main building, the possibility of a first-year freshman being able to fly a spaceship is analyzed from various perspectives such as knowledge level, contact level, and talent. At the end of the long talk, there are eye-catching red words "the probability is infinitely close to 0".

"Are certain fans slapped in the face?"

"I like this kind of analysis post the most. When I see some people jumping, I turn over."

"Oops, the cowhide is blown."

"If he knows how to fly a spaceship, I will take everyone in the post to run a hundred laps around the military academy!"

Lao Lin quickly swiped down, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.

"I know he has a Class A driver's license! What's wrong with driving a broken spaceship? Small warships are no problem!"

"Exactly!" Qingsong was so angry that she knocked on the table with her chopsticks, "Apprentice, hate him!"

Qiu Tianhao: "..."

He cuts to real-name mode, quotes a few and replies.

[Rongshi has a Class A driver's license, so it's no problem to fly a spaceship. 】

As soon as he refreshed his reply, there were suddenly thousands of replies——

"Hastily! A fourth-year senior appears!!"

"My husband and I are linked together again in a dream."

"Father Rong has an A-class driver's license?! Oh my god, gods!"

"Hahahaha I'm so happy, those dancers above, do their faces hurt?"

"Is it the A-level photo that I know?! I heard that it is difficult to control the pass rate for perverts. Even if you get 90 points in the test, it is still unqualified if you rank outside the pass rate."

"Those people upstairs, run circles to arrange?"

Lao Lin was still angry: "The children nowadays are just too ignorant, I have to show them the outside world."

As he said that, he opened a post and casually dumped several videos taken on the battlefield, and the protagonists were all Rong Shi without exception.

The cadets who eat melon saw a strange post on the fast-refreshing homepage——#巧燥：小容风格哪(*^▽^*)#

The black fans were about to click in and go viral, but they didn't see it right, the main building didn't even have a rainbow fart, it was all videos.

After watching the video --

It's too hardcore, I can't fucking spray it!

In the reply to the post, a bunch of people were analyzing Emperor Aite, begging him to make an analysis post.

In the dormitory, Zhao Wan watched the change of public opinion on the forum, and angrily summoned the navy again, when he wanted to mess up his face.

He replied in Lao Lin's post.

"What's the use of talking so well? Seeing is believing! Lu Ming got 800 military merits in one mission, which is unprecedented! How much time can he have? Why don't you dare to announce it?"

But not long after it was posted, a popular post popped up on the homepage, and the real name of the post was Qian Fan.

A few words from the main building delayed the whole forum by 3 minutes.

"Fuck ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, let my father criticize!!"

"3200 points! Specially approved to be promoted to second lieutenant?! I'm not dazzled, am I?!"

"Papa Rong is still Papa Rong!! I am in the same class as him! I feel so proud for no reason."

"Brother, take a breath, are you really a fairy who descended from somewhere?"

"Rong Shi: What's so surprising about flying a spaceship? Hehe, let's get to know the second lieutenant?"

"Come on! I hope I can be promoted as soon as possible!"

When the person concerned looked at these posts with polarized comments, there was no wave in his heart.

All his attention was on the post scolding Song Yu.

The post listed Song Yu's series of evil deeds after entering the school, saying that he took away the school administrators in private without evidence.

Seeing the last few words, Rong Shi agreed somewhat.

But this does not mean that he can tolerate others pointing at Song Yu casually.

"Thought a good testimonial, do you know how to reply?"

Hearing Qian Fan's urging in his ear, Rong Shi replied in a low voice: "Yes."

He tapped his fingers on the virtual keyboard to reply to the past.

[The kitten eats my fish: Xiaoyu is the cutest, he doesn't accept rebuttals, dare to say that he is not good, block IP warning. 】

The three teaching directors who saw his reply: "..."

You were not allowed to make such a speech!

The military students who have been in the True Love Building for a long time: "..."

Black fan rebellion is popular these days?

In the middle of the night, when Rong Shi was lying on the bed, the video of the big cat was playing on the virtual screen in mid-air.

There are not many surviving videos that can be played, only six, and he has played them more than ten times.

Suddenly there was a very light click outside the door.

When Rongshi's eyes changed, he immediately turned off the virtual screen, turned over and closed his eyes.

After a few light footsteps, the mattress on the outside collapsed slightly, the quilt was lifted, and a warm body leaned against it.

"elder brother?"

Rong Shi's fingers twitched and remained motionless.

Song Yu propped his hands on his sides and lowered his voice: "Brother Chairman?"

Rong Shi: "..."

A particularly pleasant chuckle came from beside his ear, and Rong Shi slowly closed his fingers.

Song Yu smiled close to his ear: "If you don't wake up, I'll start eating—"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly turned, and Rong Shi's magnified face appeared in front of him.

Song Yu put his arms around the back of his neck, touched the gland restlessly with his fingers, and smiled even wider: "The fishing was successful."

Rong Shi pulled his hand over and put it to his lips for a kiss, his eyes couldn't hide his smile: "Well, it's Diao Yu."

Seeing that his forehead was slightly wet and his expression was a little tired, he stroked his head from time to time: "Have you had a nightmare again?"

Song Yu's smile froze, and he smiled wryly: "I'm from Ye|Xi, so you just talk to me about this?"

Such an obvious change of subject.

Knowing that he doesn't want to talk too much, let's not force it.

"Ye|Zai really should do what Ye|Zai should do." Rong Shi's hand on his waist touched his abdominal muscles.

So active today? !

Song Yu's eyes lit up.

Five minutes later, he folded his arms and leaned against the kitchen door, very angry.

"Ye|Zai is not supper! I don't want noodles!"

There was boiling water in the pot, and he opened the cabinet above: "Would you like coarse powder or fine powder?"

Song Yu: "Hmph!"

Rong Shi: "Then coarse noodles, you can eat half a bowl of coarse noodles every time."

Song Yu: "..." Fuck.

Taking out the ingredients from the refrigerator, Rong Shi asked casually, "How's the result of today's interrogation?"

Song Yu looked impatient, and briefly explained the matter.

"I suspect that during the transformation process of super omega, there will be great limitations due to the differences between individuals, and the matching object cannot be completely free to choose."

"Analyzing the data in the database should be able to verify this." Rong Shi nodded, "What's the next plan?"

Song Yu: "My people have already deployed. We will attack the Lin family first. If we can't uproot it this time, we will kill half of its life."

"Okay." Rongshi skillfully handled the prawns and scallops, and picked a few good vegetables to wash, "No matter what you do, you can't stay too far away from me."

Being coaxed lightly by him again, Song Yu was unwilling to reconcile, and forced herself not to speak.

Rong Shi: "Do you want poached eggs? How cooked are the yolks?"

Song Yu: "..."

Before Song Yu could answer, Rong Shi replied casually, "Forget it, anyway, I will eat the egg yolk in the end."

Song Yu: "..." Fuck.

Dead Rabbit is really his nemesis.

Eat noodles, eat noodles!

Song Yu walked over in a few steps and pressed against Rong Shi's back: "I want two poached eggs."

Rong Shi smiled softly: "Okay."

Song Yu tilted her head and bit his ear: "I also need a sausage, cut into three pieces, and deep-fried in oil until it looks like a flower."

Rong Shi: "..."

The author has something to say: at the beginning——

Song Maomao: I want to post stickers, not noodles!

later--

Song Maomao: The old Gong is really delicious. [suction slip]

Rong Tutu: Good boy, as long as you like it. [touch head]

I suffered from heatstroke yesterday, I can’t write QuQ anymore

Saturday and Sunday will be more expensive~ I promise~ look at my sincere eyes