wife who doesn't lie

Cheng Fan didn't answer, but his painful and shameful expression said everything.

He's already in Omega's rut.

But his estrus period was obviously abnormal. Wen Mo frowned, and he stretched out his fingers to press the skin on the back of his neck. The faint scar felt slightly hard to the touch, but the gland that should have been slightly raised was actually It is a flat piece, as if nothing has existed there from beginning to end.

——Cheng Fan had indeed removed the glands.

Glandectomy has long been banned by the federal law, because it is not a mature technology - the gland is a complex sub-genital organ, and Omega that removes the gonads must regularly inject hormones to maintain the balance in the body, but the body The strong self-healing ability will still cause some tissues to continue to proliferate and produce a small amount of glandular tissue, which will then interfere with the human body. This interference will not only affect the individual's lifespan, but will also cause the resected person to suffer lifelong pain - and the current medicine still cannot solve it this conundrum.

So even though many Omegas are deeply troubled by the estrus period, not many of them choose to have their glands removed.

Wen Mo suddenly remembered the rash words he had said - "Sir, it's not easy for an Omega to sit in this position, you...you should do better."

He sighed quietly, and his voice couldn't help but soften a little: "Don't be afraid, leave everything to me, and I will help you."

Wen Mo immediately took out a few injections from his bag - he didn't lie to that alpha, he did go to the doctor and prescribed some tranquilizers to take with him. He was ready, but now it was used on Cheng Fan. He entered the dressing room again, quickly opened the sterile cover of the injection, squatted down, and injected the transparent liquid into Cheng Fan's neck bit by bit. in the muscles.

The role of tranquilizers is to ease the strong impulse of Omega when he is in heat, but it cannot completely solve the problem. Cheng Fan sweated a lot and was shaking violently all over. The lukewarm water rushed him, these are all his experience, can make this painful torture better.

Cheng Fan hasn't been in estrus for a long time, maybe the glandular tissue has grown slowly again, or maybe it's because he has been with Wen Mo all this time and has been influenced by the same kind. In short, Cheng Fan's this The second estrus came quickly and violently, tormenting him so much that he couldn't bear to live.

The moon has gradually risen, hanging in the sky, corresponding to the moon on the lake, everything is very peaceful.

Cheng Fan was lying weakly on the edge of the bathtub. He was wet all over, but his expression obviously relaxed a lot. He raised his eyes, looked at Wen Mo, and lowered his head slightly, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. He ...I probably didn't realize it was me..."

His expression was inexplicably lonely and sad, and he pleaded, "If possible, please don't report this matter to the military...I promise it's just a private matter...it doesn't involve work...I—"

Wen Mo interrupted him, "Let's rest first, I don't care about this, and I won't tell others."

After speaking, he put the shower head back into the bathtub and walked out of the bathroom.

Cheng Fan felt relieved, a wry smile appeared on his pale face, he panted, and slowly lay down on the bathtub again.

The night was getting darker and darker.

Wen Mo fed Cheng Fan some porridge provided by the beauty center, and Cheng Fan ate it mouthful in a cooperative manner. They hardly said anything, as if they already understood each other, and nothing was important at this moment.

Wen Mo said: "I will help you ask for leave tomorrow."

Cheng Fan shook his head immediately, "I have to report to Major Zhang."

"Do you think you can go like this?" Wen Mo put down the empty bowl, and his tone couldn't help but hardened, "Of course, if you want to reveal your identity, then feel free."

"Major Zhang, he..."

Zhang Qian has always been a standard workaholic. He has high demands on his subordinates and even higher demands on himself. He has no tolerance for slack and procrastination. So if there is no very special reason, Cheng Fan can hardly think of a reason not to go.

Wen Mo slowed down, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, I can take care of it, you just rest here for two days."

His voice was gentle, but firm.

Cheng Fan glanced at him silently, and thought weakly, he does not have the ability to buy property in the central city, he can only live in the apartment in the residential area allocated by the base, returning to an environment full of alphas in his state, it is very difficult Could it be a ticking time bomb? Realizing that he had no other choice, he could only nod his head sadly, "...Thank you."

Wen Mo got up, went to the dressing room to change back his clothes, and turned back when he left: "You can stay here at ease, I have already explained that no one will disturb you here, and I will let the staff deliver the three meals , give me a call anytime if you need anything."

Cheng Fan glanced at him and nodded.

Wen Mo stopped talking and walked out quickly. After a while, Cheng Fan heard a patter sound from the outer hall.

At that moment, Cheng Fan suddenly felt a kind of peace of mind, although it was very slight, but this kind of tacit understanding between the same kind gave him a moment of peace of mind.

He originally thought that he was secretly protecting this kind, but later he discovered that this kind was far smarter, tougher and calmer than he imagined, which made Cheng Fan feel that he was not like an Omega.

When Cheng Fan came up with such an idea, he couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed. How could he subconsciously divide the relationship between Youyou and Omega? Obviously this is what he has pursued all his life, but he has been immersed in the alpha world and lonely for so many years. It seems to have been domesticated slowly.

At the age of 14, he secretly had his glands cut, and spent great efforts to integrate into another ethnic group, but he wanted to prove that Omega can also do it, but he was too tired. He was like a lone goose, flying to his destination alone, But where is the destination and how far to fly, he never knows, he can only fly alone like this, maybe until he is tired or dead, and then he can forget it.

Now, a new companion appeared. Although he didn't say anything, Cheng Fan could feel that he was the same kind with the same purpose as him, and many things came to the same goal by different routes.

However, they are still alone.

Cheng Fan slowly fell on the edge of the warm bathtub, he closed his eyes tiredly, and two tears slowly fell down.

He Yinsheng was sitting in his office, his face was gloomy, the wound on his lip had healed, only a gray-brown scab remained, which was the mark left by an Omega in heat.

He was playing with an identity badge of the security center with his fingertips, which belonged to a sergeant soldier, but how could it appear in an Omega, he drank some wine last night, and was lured unconscious by pheromones , and in addition to the dimness in the room, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, and he didn't know which bold Omega it was, or——an AB injected with Omega pheromone?He narrowed his eyes slightly, put it under his nose and sniffed it, there was a slight scent of sage on it, very faint, but it immediately pulled him into the evening with chaotic memories.

He suddenly squeezed the badge into his palm, and immediately called the secretary to ask for a list of all the sergeants in the security center.

The secretary quickly brought them to him, a total of 17 people. After all, He Yinsheng had stayed in the security center for five years. Centers are rare.

He glanced around and landed on an unremarkable name, Cheng Fan.

He frowned. This person had a lot of connections with him. The two had studied at the same military academy, but such an unattractive and taciturn beta really wouldn't give people too much memory.

A few years later, the two entered the military together, and he became his subordinate. This civilian beta still had the taciturn appearance, interacting and working silently, a typical beta who was downright boring and monotonous, so much so that He Yinsheng Almost forgot that the two spent almost ten years together.

He Yinsheng felt that he had to figure it out, this was obviously too bizarre a thing.

He went to Zhang Qian himself.

Zhang Qian is dealing with a pile of official documents. His back is straight, his expression is focused and solemn, making people dare not disturb him easily. He Yinsheng thought, probably only work is left in this guy's world. After all, apart from shooting targets on weekdays, he I have never seen him have any other pastimes, it seems like a high-standard working machine, no wonder there are so many descendants in the military, he is the fastest climber, thinking this way, he smiled and stepped forward.

"Senior, I'm busy."

Zhang Qian didn't stop, just looked up at him, and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

He Yinsheng smiled and said, "I want to borrow someone from you."

"Who?"

"Cheng Fan."

Zhang Qian refused without hesitation, "He can't."

"Why not?" He Yinsheng raised his brows, and put his hands on the table, "Senior, you can't do this and poach all the useful people. Recently, our center has heavy tasks, so you have to give me some time off." sky."

"Change someone else," Zhang Qian finally put down his pen, "Secretary Cheng sent Pai to the East for a business trip yesterday afternoon."

He Yinsheng was startled. "He wasn't in Central City last night?"

Zhang Qian said: "Is there any problem?"

He Yinsheng was a little bored, and laughed, "No...it's okay."

He seemed to be aware of his gaffe, and straightened his face again, "Okay, then you can change me, remember."

He Yinsheng finally left, and the door was closed behind him.

Zhang Qian withdrew his gaze, and leaned back on the leather chair. Soon, the lounge behind him creaked open, and a pair of slender arms hugged his neck from behind.

Wen Mo pressed against his cheek, "Zhang Qian, you are so kind."

Zhang Qian snatched him back and hugged him on his lap. He looked at him expressionlessly. Wen Mo frowned, as if complaining about his indifference. He kissed his stern eyebrows and said in a low voice : "But, the only one I can trust is you."

Zhang Qian's face was still cold, but his movements were obviously much slower. He tore off the isolation sticker on the back of his neck. Wen Mo's glands were already swollen and hot, and the originally snow-white skin had turned pink. Wen Mo lowered his neck, buried his face into his warm neck, Zhang Qian rubbed his glands, and with a whimper, Wen Mo hugged him even tighter.

"Zhang Qian..."

Zhang Qian's kiss landed on the hot and fragrant gland.

He knew that he was about to enter the estrus period.