My wife is a top alpha, what should I do

Facts have proved that it is not easy to take advantage of crazy cats, and sooner or later they will have to pay back double.

In the bedroom, the clothes of the two were thrown on the ground casually, and they got out of bed with teeth marks all over their faces, and took off their sweaty shirts to take a shower.

Song Yu was dragged to the bathroom like a big cat stuck to his back.

After 10 minutes, the two came out refreshed.

Song Yu poured two glasses of water, and handed them to Rong Shi: "Did something happen?"

Rong Shi took it and drank half of the glass in one gulp, repeating what Qin Lin said.

"They found that the omega injected with the drug not only does not appear weak during estrus,? Even the pheromone can faintly suppress alpha."

According to Qin Lin, the original intention of this project is to help omegas not be completely passive during the estrus period, so that they can have more freedom of choice.

Whether A suppresses O,? or O suppresses A, it is not a good thing.

"They knew that there would be accidents if they continued to study, so they stopped?" Song Yu sneered, "But they pushed the responsibility away completely, then how to explain the current situation?"

Rong Shi: "He doesn't know either."

After the termination of the project, Qin Lin followed Qian Fan to Xuefuxing to work, and has not had any contact with Ji Ming since then.

"But this research didn't end as he said." Song Yu leaned against the sofa, tapping on the armrest with his slender fingers, "Either he lied, or a third person stole their research results."

Rong Shi nodded: "It's been more than ten years since he found out that something was wrong,? Things have gotten out of control,? It's beyond his control."

"No." Song Yu snapped his fingers.

It sounds reasonable, but if you think about it carefully, it is full of flaws.

Since Qin Lin and Ji Ming are such good partners, how could they break up because of a project failure?Besides, this project is not a failure of research, it is their own decision to terminate it.

Why did Qin Lin appear in V99 back then? If it was related to the submarine base? Then how did he know that the submarine base was there, who told him, and what was his purpose?

The composition of the drug he gave Mianmian is similar to the SYT7737 used by the tissue, is it just a coincidence?

After brushing his hair when he saw Rong, Song Yu moved over to him: "Do you trust him?"

Rong Shi nodded.

"He concealed a lot, but the frank part should be true."

"This old fox." Song Yu hugged Rong sideways like a pillow, "I guess he can't be honest."

Rong Shi pulled the person over to wipe his hair.

"It doesn't matter, find Ji Ming first."

Qin Lin's position in this matter was not what Rong Shi cared most about.

As long as he is sure that Qin Lin is not an enemy, he doesn't mind playing Tai Chi with him.

The two major bases of the organization have been found, and the list of super omega after transformation is in their hands, and the omega being cultivated on Snow Star are already under monitoring.

The most important thing right now is to get Ji Ming's trust through Qin Lin, let him complete the research on the repair potion, and minimize the consequences of this incident.

The sooner the medicine is successfully researched, the sooner Dad and Mianmian will recover.

Song Yu simply lay down, pillowed on Rong Shi's thigh, half-closed his eyes and fell asleep: "Recently, I've been dreaming about some strange things."

"Dream what?" Rong Shi asked casually.

"I dreamed that you died, Mian Mian died, my father died, Uncle Yin died, you all died, and I was the only one left." Song Yu laughed at himself, "Is my life too hard?"

Rong Shi paused for wiping his hair, and said calmly: "Dreams and reality are opposite."

Song Yu smiled: "You said that my life is unlucky - it hurts!"

"Nonsense again." Rong Shi flicked his fingers on the forehead, "This time I will grow up with you."

After messing around all night, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and I could still sleep for more than four hours.

The two changed the soiled sheets and quilt covers and got into the quilt again.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yu suddenly opened his eyes, but there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

There was a long breathing sound next to his ears, and he raised his head cautiously, looking at Rong Shi's sleeping face in a trance.

Rong Shi said "I will grow up with you this time", other than this time, when else?

Since returning from the mission, Rong Shi's reputation in the military academy has risen.

Although he gained a large number of fans as soon as he entered school, most of them are Yangou, who only go for his face and figure.

But now it is different.

Rong Shi's monthly test scores are controlled, and he is very self-willed in wanting to take the test. The secret fight between him and the teacher who gave the test directly made the monthly test papers more difficult every time.

The angry freshmen plunged into their studies, trying to get revenge with their grades, and slapped the faces of Rong Shi and the teacher who gave the exam.

The senior students saw that he had been promoted to second lieutenant less than a semester after entering school, and they themselves were not even a fart. They suddenly felt that their faces were dull, and they didn't even have the face to challenge, so they all studied hard.

Without his knowledge, Rong Shi single-handedly aroused the hatred of the entire military academy, making all the students obsessed with studying and unable to extricate themselves, even the teachers were stunned.

There are no less than a hundred new posts on the forum every day just discussing Rongshi's individual soldier strength, command ability, mecha operation strength, etc., and this is not counting the analysis of each simulated battle and actual combat movements and data analysis of Emperor Rongshi. , It was just a matter of analyzing his walking posture to find out one, two, three.

Chen Chen, as the big boss of the analysis emperor, except for eating and sleeping every day, he would watch Rongshi's videos with his arms around him. He was also urged to open analysis posts all day long, and even Chen Mu sent messages to remind him if he had something to do?

"Dear brother."

In the cafeteria, Chen Chen rested his chin in one hand and took a big mouthful of the fish fillet listlessly, "I almost didn't even recognize the chairman's face, and they thought I posted too slowly."

Opposite him, Liu Hong watched the video in the virtual window while eating.

"Old Chen, what is the angle of this backhand straight cut? How much driving force did you use? Why didn't I use it to achieve this effect?"

Hu Feng picked up the rice, staring quietly at the virtual window.

"I remember doing 3 extra units of supercharging, right, old Chen?"

Bai Ting took a bite of the chicken leg, and gestured to the virtual screen: "This gesture is too fucking cool, what are the keys, Lao Chen, hurry up and come up with a tutorial."

I can't live in peace even if I eat a meal.

Chen Chen's tone was cold: "School scum is so active, it's a failure."

Liu Hong tilted his head to look over, full of anger: "What do you know? What we have to do is to be the scum in the highest gradient, otherwise how can we hug Rongshi's thigh?"

Bai Ting echoed: "That's right, the chairman has been promoted to second lieutenant, we can't be too bad, otherwise it would be embarrassing to follow him."

Hu Feng sipped the soup slowly: "Our goal is to eat and drink spicy food with the chairman after graduation."

Chen Chen: "...such a coincidence, so do I."

This is the greatest wish of a cook, right?

"Hey, have you heard?" Bai Ting suddenly lowered his voice, looking around vigilantly, "The military department has been in a lot of chaos recently, and my father suddenly sent a text message and scolded me, telling me to behave in school. Don't make trouble during special times."

Liu Hong: "I have also received news that the gods above are fighting, and those below are all behaving with their tails between their legs."

Chen Chen: "The Qin family suddenly showed great power and took over the Lin family's branch. My father's department was withdrawn three times a day. It should be related to--."

Bai Ting: "The person above the Lin family is probably turning green with anger."

Hu Feng: "Then what can we do? Maybe that person is waiting for him to make a move, so that he can find a reason to tease him."

The others nodded silently when they heard this.

With Song Yu's words, he could indeed do anything.

Now that the situation is reversed, Song Ke's power has been greatly reduced, and His Majesty's attitude is unclear. For Song Yu, it is the best time to come back.

If it doesn't work out, the military department will change.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen lowered his voice and asked, "After you know that Song is——, are you still planning to follow the chairman?"

Liu Hong glanced at him strangely: "I made up my fucking mind just knowing this."

Hu Feng: "Me too, the other one is hard to explain."

Bai Ting: "My family's position does not represent my position, anyway, I've made up my mind."

Chen Chen: "..."

They're all fucking werewolves.

In the dormitory, Song Yu was busy in the kitchen, and a holographic image of the special assistant was projected on the open space five steps away.

"Lin Feng's line has been cleared up, and the criminal evidence and charges against Lin Yue are almost collected, and we can do it at any time."

There were various bottles and jars lined up in front of Song Yu, and he was making sauces while watching the tutorial. "Father's attitude may change at any time, so do it after collecting."

"Yes!" The special assistant responded, and reported to the next one, "There is a new situation about the ore that was stolen before. They transported the ore to M0220B, the wild star Andromeda, and used this ore to process a special metal material. Our People sneaked in and found that there was a black arms processing factory."

The empire allows companies with arms manufacturing licenses to produce arms. All armaments and weapons will be stamped with unique batch numbers when they leave the factory to represent their legality. However, black arms are privately manufactured by companies or individuals without licenses. There is no batch number. market circulation.

Song Yu carefully adjusted the sauce, and asked casually, "Scale?"

The special assistant thought for a while: "Half Gu."

Song Yu paused and turned his head to look over: "How old are you?"

Special assistant: "Half the size of Gu's main processing plant, this is only the part that has been discovered so far."

Black munitions processing factories are all small workshops. Once they are discovered, they will be sentenced according to the maximum penalty, and no one dares to do it blatantly.

But this black workshop is so big.

The armaments and weapons of the V99 submarine base suddenly flashed before Song Yu's eyes, and he faintly felt that the two might be related.

"Let them continue to follow. Don't act lightly without my order. Tighten up the guards on the ore. If you find them stealing ore, bomb them casually."

The special assistant quickly understood his intentions, and asked aloud: "If they want to talk about cooperation—"

Song Yu: "High price, limited quantity."

The special assistant's eyes lit up.

At present, all the planets with rough blue crystals have been bought, basically equivalent to monopolizing the entire market.

The mining of raw materials by black workshops is hindered, and they dare not send troops to confront them openly. The most likely solution is to seek cooperation in private and spend money to solve it.

Controlling the raw materials is tantamount to strangling the throat of the black workshops. As long as you find out their details, you can make a pot of it, and you can take the opportunity to make a fortune.

Taking a ten thousand step back, if black workshops dare to confront directly, then they can make things worse, and the military can justifiably send troops to solve it.

The thought of a great deal of quick money was about to arrive.

The special assistant feels at ease.

Maybe I can double the money I invested in the past few months and earn back.

Your Highness is indeed shrewd.

"Hold."

Hearing a low curse, the special assistant recovered from Qian's eyes, fixed his eyes, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

His shrewd Highness crushed an egg with his bare hands, but unfortunately he crushed the egg yolk with too much force, and his hands were full of egg liquid and eggshell.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, let the housekeeping robot do it."

"No need." Song Yu frowned irritably, threw out the failed product, washed his hands clean, picked up another egg, and prepared to crack it.

Special Assistant: "Your Highness, Your Highness, it will be easier to knock on the mouth of the bowl and then open it—"

"You don't need to say that?" Song Yu replied violently, holding the egg and clumsily touching the mouth of the bowl, the shell of the egg cracked.

I made a lot of egg whites, but I managed to beat the eggs into the bowl without any risk.

The special assistant didn't let go, and watched Song Yu heat up the pot, ready to throw the eggs into it violently.

"Your Highness, if it is too heavy, the oil will splash on your face! Gently! Gently—"

"Your Highness! Don't get your face so close, turn down the fire - the pot is going to burn through, fill up the water!"

"Your Highness—"

……

Seeing Song Yu put the lid on the pot, the special assistant broke out in a cold sweat.

Watching His Highness cook is more exciting than war.

There was a mess on the table, Song Yu casually glanced at the time and took out a big soup bowl.

From the corner of the eye, he saw the holographic image of the special assistant still standing there, and said angrily, "Do you still have something to do?"

The special assistant couldn't help but feel his back straight: "No, no more."

Seeing that Song Yu's face was very stinky, he continued, "Whoever can eat the noodles made by His Highness must be very happy."

Song Yu sneered, "Nonsense."

Special Assistant: "..."

In the student union office, Rong Shi was checking the military inventory in the military academy.

In addition to teaching, there is a spare part, used to replace teaching utensils, or to resist unexpected attacks.

The dream of the kitten may be the memory of the past life that is about to wake up.

Mianmian said that he had been fighting for several years after he was seriously injured, and Xiaomao said that everyone died.

Combining his own experience and these information, it is easy to guess how strong the enemy is.

Because of his influence in this life, many things have been brought forward.

Even if the enemy doesn't take the initiative to attack, the time for them to close the net is not far away.

He had to plan early.

The terminal vibrated suddenly, and he swiped away without looking at it for a while.

"Which one?"

"your husband."

Rong Shi's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look over. The other party was sending an audio message, so he couldn't see his face.

"I still have a while, you go to eat first."

Over there, Song Yu paused for a moment.

"How long will it take you?"

Estimate in your heart.

"About an hour."

Song Yu: "...Oh."

Doesn't sound too happy.

Rong Shi was about to say a few words of comfort, but the person on the other side had already hung up.

Angry?

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the office door.

Hearing footsteps, Rong Shi said casually, "Put the pile on the left, I'll sign it later."

As soon as he finished speaking, a lunch box suddenly appeared in front of him.

Rong Shi raised his eyes, and it really was his kitten.

Song Yu's lips twitched into a smile: "If you don't come back, then I can only send it over."

Rong Shi was surprised: "You did it?"

Song Yu opened the lunch box and sneered: "Need to be so surprised? Is there anything I can't do?"

Rong Shi: "..."

The lunch box was opened, and there was an unidentifiable smell or smell coming out of it.

When Rong Shi fixed his eyes and took a look, it turned out to be noodle soup.

There are plenty of ingredients, big seafood and small seafood are full, and they all look cooked.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took out his chopsticks, and said with a smile, "You're so interested today?"

Song Yu didn't answer, but watched him eat it: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

That is, the degree of familiarity.

But for Song Xiaomao, it's great to be able to cook without blowing up the kitchen.

"It's delicious." Rong Shi took another big mouthful of face.

"That's good." Song Yu kissed him on the forehead and smiled softly.

"Happy birthday, wife—"

The author has something to say: Song Maomao: Is it delicious next to me? [Smile]

Rong Tutu: ……… Good, delicious