My wife is a top alpha, what should I do

After getting off the game, Song Yu leaned on the deck chair on the balcony, holding the rabbit doll in his arms, found a number in the terminal and dialed it.

It took a few minutes to connect,? The light in the picture was just right, and a handsome man was sitting behind the desk, talking to the secretary.

After the two finished speaking, the male secretary nodded respectfully to Song Yu, and silently left the office.

Song Yu squeezed the rabbit ears, and asked casually, "How about it, can I do it?"

"As long as there are blueprints, there is no weapon that the Gu family can't make." The man crossed his hands in front of him, and looked at Song Yu with a pair of slightly raised red phoenix eyes. "Old rules,? Pay in cash,? Make it after receiving the account."

"Sent the quotation,? I'll give it to you now." Song Yu shook his head helplessly, "Is it necessary for my family to calculate so clearly?"

The man in the picture is Gu Xi, the wife of his third uncle, Cole's father, the richest omega in the empire, no one.

Gu Xi: "My brother is still clear about settlement."

Song Yu: "..."

Five minutes later, hundreds of millions of stars were withdrawn from his account.

Gu Xi looked at the information that the payment had arrived, and said with satisfaction: "Delivery within one month, I don't care about the batch number of the armor."

Song Yu: "I figure out the batch number myself, and it must be done by the best craftsman."

"The money is in the account, everything is negotiable." Gu Xi sent the order information to the people below, "Coke has eaten a lot of weight recently,? You should take him out for a walk."

Song Yu bent his long legs and leaned on the reclining chair relaxedly. His voice was lazily drawn, "No time, my son will go for a walk by himself."

Gu Xi: "Aren't you exiled?"

Song Yu: "Yeah, so I'm busy dating now, what's the problem?"

Speaking of this, Gu Xi changed her sitting position and leaned forward slightly: "Do you know Mianmian's parents?"

Seeing his bright eyes, Song Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

Gu Xi said seriously: "I think Mianmian has the temperament of my daughter-in-law of the Gu family. You can ask him how much he is willing to sell—agree."

Song Yu: "..."

Does Coke know that you want to buy him a child bride?

Song Yu: "This matter has nothing to do with how much money is paid. If you can hold your fist, you may have to discuss it."

Gu Xi: "?"

After hanging up the communication, Song Yu returned to the living room.

Qin Luo was lying on the sofa chatting with a friend of Emperor Capital Star, and seeing him coming in, he asked, "Brother, do you really want to make a mecha for Rabbit God?"

Song Yu walked out of the kitchen to make coffee for himself: "It's already ordered."

"Master Xi agreed?" Qin Luo followed, took a peach and sat down in front of the bar to chew, "What about the batch number?"

The Empire has very strict controls on mechas. Individuals or organizations who want to legally own mechas must apply for a batch number from the government. Only with a batch number can they go on the road. Otherwise, it is illegal to put them in the yard as a display.

Song Yu grabbed a handful of coffee beans, poured them in, and manually ground them into powder.

"Let your dad make one."

Qin Luo: "..."

He looked at Song Yu's face, and said hesitantly: "I think——you might as well give the Rabbit God a virtual mecha, which can also be used to play Star Wars. The real mecha is more than ten meters high, and most people can't fit it in their homes. .”

"How can I get a bunch of data?" And most of them are made by rivals in love.

Song Yu poured the ground coffee beans into the machine, "It's just a house, just buy him a bigger one."

Qin Luo: "..." You know what you say.

Qin Luo: "But ordinary people don't need mechas."

Song Yu: "You can play for me."

Qin Luo: "..."

Is this why you spend hundreds of millions?

After class the next morning, I went to the student union office to handle business in time.

When it was almost noon, Chen Mu knocked on the door and came in.

"Chairman, Dr. Jiang said that Zhou En is awake, and you can pass any questions from the student union now."

Rong Shi: "I see."

Looking at the documents on the desk from the corner of the eye, Chen Mu asked curiously, "Are there going to be many events recently?"

Rong Shi got up and talked with him while walking.

"Well, it's been almost two months since the freshmen started school, so it's time to take them out for a stroll."

Chen Mu: "..."

In addition to the extremely strict assessment in the military academy, various competitive competitions are also held very intensively.

No matter what competition you participate in, as long as you have a ranking, you can get credits, and you can graduate after completing the credits.

Over the years, many freshmen thought that they would be able to graduate if they attended classes honestly and would not be punished without failing a course. It can only be said that this idea is too naive.

The credits stipulated by the school are not enough to rely solely on coursework, so I have to find a way through other channels.

Moreover, after entering the second grade, they have to go out to do tasks one after another, which will inevitably affect the progress of their studies. If they fail the course because of this, they will not only lose credits, but also lose the opportunity to do tasks.

This is the elite screening mechanism of military academy hell.

Excellent people can accumulate a lot of military merits during school, and they will be superior officers after graduation, while mediocre people may even have problems graduating.

The two went to the restaurant for dinner first, and then went to the school doctor's office.

In the medical room, Zhou Enzheng was sitting on the bed in a daze. Seeing them walk in, he managed to regain his senses.

"I'm sorry for causing so many troubles." His voice was hoarse, "I am willing to accept any punishment from the student union."

This attitude is completely different from the previous few days.

Rong Shi pulled a chair and sat beside the hospital bed: "Do you still remember what happened in the past few days?"

Zhou En nodded slowly, with troubled eyes: "I remember, but I don't know why I did that. Looking back now, I look like someone else in my memory."

Rong Shi's eyes were half closed, and he asked calmly: "Doctor Jiang said that you may be repeatedly stimulated by the omega pheromones during the estrus period, leading to a drastic change in temperament. Do you still have the impression of this?"

Zhou En frowned on his pale face, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Yes!"

"From the time I entered school to the present, I have accidentally smelled it more than a dozen times. When I chatted with my friends, they still laughed at me for being unlucky, and I always ran into an omega in heat."

Rong Shi's eyes flashed, and he asked softly, "Only smell pheromone?"

"Well, it may be far away, and I haven't really seen omega every time." Having said that, Zhou En was depressed, "The day Xiaohan was pushed downstairs by me, I originally asked him to hand over the department's affairs, but After smelling that pheromone, I was so mad I lost my mind—”

Yong Shi: "Is the smell the same every time?"

Zhou En shook his head: "It's not the same, but the last few times are very similar. I'm not sure if it's the same omega."

Rong Shi asked him to describe in detail his feelings from the first time to the last few times, and recorded them in detail.

Before leaving, Zhou En called him and said hesitantly, "Can I trouble you to say sorry to Xiaohan?"

Sweeping out of the ward from the corner of the eye, Rong Shi said softly, "It's not necessary."

Zhou En's heart was pulled hard, and he became even more dejected.

"Senior."

Hearing Wu Han's voice, his body froze, and he clenched his hands on the quilt tightly.

"I'm sorry, I really don't have the face to see you again."

Wu Han limped to the hospital bed: "You raise your head up."

Zhou En's hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and he raised his head after repeated several times.

I was prepared to be beaten and scolded, but I was caught off guard by Wu Han's smiling face.

"Your words are indeed too much." Wu Han stretched out his hand in front of him, "But I also called back, turning the page!"

Zhou En's eyes flickered, and he clenched the hand in front of him: "You are really hard on your hands."

Wu Han laughed out loud: "Because you really deserve a beating."

Zhou En also laughed: "If I do this again next time, you are allowed to hit me."

Wu Han punched him: "Farewell, my hands are for making mechas, not for fighting."

Seeing them talking and laughing, Rong Shi continued to walk out, the smile on his lips flickered.

In the afternoon combat class, when Rong Shi was warming up with leg presses on the field, he saw Song Yuchao walking over from the corner of his eye.

Song Yu is taller than the average alpha, with good body proportions, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. An ordinary sports school uniform can wear a supermodel temperament. Coupled with that conspicuous blond hair, even if you can't see your face, you are still a crowd absolute focus.

Sure enough, as soon as he appeared, the whistle on the field never stopped.

"Brother, you didn't wait for me." Song Yu walked over slowly, wrapped his arms around Rongshi's shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "The new inhibitors are on the way to be delivered, and none of the three have been mass-produced. test."

In Zhou En's case, general inhibitors obviously didn't work. According to their speculation, he would definitely smell the mimic pheromone again. If there is no effective drug suppression, they don't know what will happen next time.

He clearly said something serious, but Ke Rongshi's attention was completely focused on the fragrance.

When he got closer, he could smell the scent of Song Yu's pheromone, which was very faint but full of presence.

"Hey, are you listening?"

A slender hand waved in front of him, and for a moment, he seemed to see a white cat's claw.

When he came back to his senses, he had already grabbed the hand.

Song Yu was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Rong Shi: "..."

Their unknowingly intimate behavior caused the students in the venue to howl.

"In the practical class, I met the chairman and his wife!"

"Damn it, it's killing me."

"Show affection like no one else, give me a way to survive!"

"Shoulders! Whisper! Touch your hands! Let me see what else you can't do?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"The chairman is too sassy!"

When Song Yu used the newly learned combo to deal with Rong, he did not hesitate to start: "I dare to touch my hands, I am very courageous."

Rong Shi easily dodged, seeing this familiar movement, his mood was very complicated.

"Why can't my wife touch her hands?"

The two played for about twenty minutes, which was regarded as a warm-up exercise, and the actual combat training was skipped on the pretext of drinking water.

The instructor in class waited for 2 minutes and decided to leave them alone, very experienced.

"Instructor! Chairman, they haven't returned to the team yet!" A student reported.

Instructor: "It doesn't matter."

The students were angry: "Why don't they have to go to actual combat training?"

Instructor: "If you have skills like theirs, you don't have to use it."

Student: "..." Fuck.

Others: "..." Self-inflicted humiliation?

In front of the sink, Rong Shi took a few swigs from the tap and washed his face.

When he raised his head, he happened to see Song Yu's wet face in the mirror. The water slid down his eyelashes and condensed into water droplets on the tip of the eyelashes.

Was Song Yu so beautiful before?

Rong Shi couldn't help but take another look, and didn't look away until the other party raised his head.

"Don't think that if I close my eyes, I don't know that you are peeking." Song Yu wiped his face with a towel, and said teasingly, "It's only now that you realize that your rival is more handsome than yourself?"

Rong Shi: "..."

Song Yu wiped his face: "Don't think about it, give up early, maybe we can barely be friends."

Rong Shi wiped the wet hair on his forehead: "What if I don't?"

Song Yu paused, and took a step closer to him: "He likes my hair color the most, do you have it?"

Rong Shi: "..." Did he say that?

Rong Shi deliberately said: "He likes my voice, if he doesn't listen to it for a day, he won't be able to fall asleep."

Song Yu: "..." Fuck!

Song Yu: "When my hand hurts, he will blow it to me."

Yong Si: "I can't sleep, he will tell me stories."

Song Yu: "I'm in a bad mood, he will sing for me."

Yong Si: "He likes to hold my hand and walk around."

Song Yu: "He will hug and hold me high!"

Rong Shi: "..."

His mouth was too fast, and Song Yu realized something was wrong after he finished speaking. Just as he was about to put it another way, he listened and said, "...then you are more powerful."

Song Yu: "..."

Back at the venue, Rong Shi turned his head to look at him: "Did he really lift you up?"

Song Yu: "..." The bullshit broke.

There is still half a class, and they can barely participate in the next training session.

The two followed the team, Rong Shi looked ahead and said in a low voice, "What did I hear from him yesterday, it seems that I didn't receive any mecha—"

Song Yu frowned: "You two are still in touch?"

Rong Shi: "The mecha, you—"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Delete it for me!"

Rong Shi: "Mecha—"

Song Yu: "Delete my communication number immediately!"

Rong Shi: "..."

Which hare did the mecha give to?Why avoid the topic?

In the pharmacy of the school doctor's office, Jiang Huai was leaning against the window, from which he could just see the situation on the training ground.

He held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, looked in that direction for a long time, and laughed inexplicably.

Rong Shi never thought that he would be seduced by a mecha with a funny appearance and practicality equal to zero, and he doubted life every day.

After waiting for a week, the kitten didn't say a word about the mecha that was said to be given to him.

Could it be that he guessed wrong?

Song Yu is really not his kitten?

How could Song Yu's mother not be his cat?

So who is his kitten?

Ever since he had a suspect, Rong Shi couldn't help but try again and again every day.

Although the object of suspicion is an alpha who is as tall as him and has excellent aptitude, which is not within the scope of his mate selection at all, it does not affect his curiosity to know who the kitten is.

Until he started to suffer from insomnia, Rong Shi felt that it was too much and had to end this matter.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

After discussing business matters that day, while Song Yu went to pour water, he turned on the terminal and sent a test message to the kitten through the Star Wars platform.

"Little rich woman, meet me?"

The author has something to say: Song Maomao: The mecha is delivered.

Rongtutu's inner OS: Good!Song Yu is not a kitten! [ecstasy]

Rong Tutu's inner OS: Song Yu is not a kitten? ! [sad]

Where is my kitten then?

Song Maomao: Tutu, why are you getting worse and worse?