Only Wing

When I was in junior high school, I was in a hygiene class, and "stuck" was the word that surprised Chuga the most.

As a necessary means to ensure the reproduction efficiency of the population, "stuck" is the physiological response of every alpha with normal functions.And this phenomenon only occurs when alpha reacts to the pheromone of the partner, so pure self-blasphemy will not form.

In other words, "stuck" is a special function that alpha has evolved to ensure the success of conception. If you don't use any contraceptive measures and directly get stuck on omega, the chance of omega getting pregnant is almost [-]%.

But this kind of function is "almost meaningless" to a beta without reproductive ability.

I say "almost" because "stuck" can also bring super huge pleasure, and this is what Chuga is experiencing at the moment.

The stuck state that lasted for several minutes, accompanied by waves of injections, everything exceeded the limit that the body could bear.Chuga's body convulsed constantly, his eyes looked forward blankly, letting the black hole-like darkness swallow his consciousness.

After falling into a coma twice overnight, Chuga never thought that his body would become so fragile one day.

Consciousness gradually recovered from the blur, and he found that he was lying on the soft duvet, and there was a person sleeping beside him, with his right hand resting on his chest.

What came from the ear was the sound of even and long breathing, as well as the extremely rich alpha pheromone aroma.Chuga carefully stretched out a hand from under the quilt, brought it to his nose and sniffed.Yes, Ye Zhechen's scent was also on him.

I was marked by the alpha around me, and my pheromone should also stay on Ye Zhechen's body. This should be regarded as "mutual possession" to some extent.

Thinking of this, Chu Jia turned his head quietly again, wanting to touch the handsome side face of the person next to the pillow, but before his fingertips touched it, he heard something in the jacket pocket scattered on the carpet beside the bed making two noises. Acoustic vibration.

is a cell phone.

Although I don't know the exact time, but a little guesswork tells me that it is at least midnight.Who will send a message at this time?

Chu Jia froze for a moment, and immediately the most terrifying answer popped into his head.

The screen of the phone was still on, he hesitated for a moment, then moved his body carefully, breaking away from the shackles of Ye Zhechen's arm.This process was far more difficult than he thought, because every time he moved a muscle, his waist and abdomen were sore as if he had been run over by a carriage; and the abnormal pain between his thighs was a constant reminder of what had happened to him.

From turning around to getting off the ground, it took him nearly 2 minutes, during which the phone vibrated again, like a silent urging.

After all, "knotting" is a more efficient way to extend life. Chu Jia only took two steps next time, and felt that something was flowing down the inner thigh uncontrollably.With a blushing face, he picked up his coat and touched the phone. At the same time, he took out the paper towel on the bedside table and wiped it under the light.

As he had expected, the text message was from his mother.

In fact, as long as Chu Jia was alone at home, his mother would always send a text message at midnight, reminding him to pay attention to the safety of his home and saying good night.

It's just that tonight, she didn't know that her son was lying in a classmate's house, being marked by another classmate.

Chuga replied to the text message in as normal a tone as possible, but didn't sit back on the bed afterwards.Although there is still only darkness in the room, the dim light of the mobile phone has reminded him that it is time to look further.

At the latest, when the sun rises in the east, a new day will begin.He had to leave here and return to the home where he lived with his parents. At that time, how would he explain the scar on his forehead and the alpha smell all over his body?

Scars can be disguised by faking accidents, but smells must be removed.

Thankfully, the deodorant is right there in the carry-on bag.But it is obviously inappropriate to use it directly here.Ye Zhechen is still sleeping, it's best not to wake him up and leave quietly, return home to clean up, and let the water in the bathroom wash away all traces.

It's around [-]:[-] in the morning, so there should be still time.

Thinking of this, Chuga groped to pick up the scattered clothes one by one, put them back on his body, then took a last look at Alpha lying on the bed, and tiptoedly opened the door.

When we got downstairs, the Christmas party hadn't ended yet.But the lights had dimmed, and the smell of alcohol was in the air.

Chuga lowered his head and walked forward against the wall of the venue.He has tried to avoid attracting attention as much as possible, but the young people who sensed his breath still showed ambiguous expressions.

Jun Ran and Lin Jun were not at the venue, so the step of saying goodbye to them was omitted.He took the windbreaker and schoolbag at the door, wrapped himself tightly, and walked into the cold outdoor, resisting the discomfort in his body.

The snow on Christmas Eve seems to have never stopped. When we came, the lush garden was covered with a layer of snow.When he was about to leave the Lin family villa, Chu Jia turned his head and looked at the small building. The second floor was still dark, as if walking back now could continue the dark and sweet dream just now.

He tightened the collar of his coat, stepped on the snow and walked out of the courtyard gate.

At midnight, the roads in the urban area were unimpeded, and half an hour later, the taxi crossed the small road in the community and stopped at the door of Chu Jia's house.The single-family house is covered with snow, and under the bright white light of the street lamp, it looks a bit like a gingerbread house sprinkled with icing sugar.

After paying the fare, Chu Jia walked to the door, intending to take out the key and open the door.However, when he reached into the pocket of his trousers, he didn't find the key. Instead, there was a stack of paper-like things.

With a lump in his heart, he took out the things and saw that it was a stack of banknotes held in a clip and two cards.

Chu Jia recognized this money clip, isn't it Ye Zhechen's? !

Wearing the wrong pants!He reacted in a second.No wonder the trousers felt a bit out of place... of course that didn't matter at the moment, the important thing was that he couldn't get in the house without the key.

What should we do now?Chu Jia stared at his own reflection reflected in the window of his house, in a daze.

Because of the harassing phone call before, the doors and windows are strictly locked when there is no one at home.Unless he can go down the chimney and into the house like Santa Claus.What's more, there is no chimney in their house, and the only way to connect the inside and the outside may be the kitchen flue.

Call Ye Zhechen and ask him to bring the key; or go back to Lin's house to pick it up—these seem to be the two most feasible options.But Chuga was too tired to spend another hour going back and forth to get the bunch of keys.It seemed like a good choice for Ye Zhechen to send it over, but he was a little worried that the alpha would have a whim and make some noise in his home.

Just when he was hesitating, the phone in his pocket vibrated again.This time it was the phone, which Ye Zhechen opened.

"Where is it?" Alpha cut to the point, with a hoarse voice that had just woken up.

"I'm going home." Having said that, Chuga suddenly sneezed: "It's snowing outside again, it's really cold."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then there was the faint sound of metal clashing.Ye Zhechen moved to the microphone with a bunch of keys in his hand: "Your?"

"Yeah... that, I made a mistake." Chu Jia was embarrassed: "I'll get it when I come back."

Ye Zhechen rejected the proposal without thinking: "I'll come over, address."

Chu Jia graciously reported a series of place names, and the other person interrupted directly and asked him to send a text message.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Jia edited his address into a text message and sent it, and finally added three words: "I'll wait for you."

A few seconds later, the phone vibrated, and the text message from Ye Zhechen only had a few words——

"Find a place to shelter from the wind."