coobybook Chapter 202 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (14)
Chapter 202 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (14)
Lin Ting's heart trembled, he calmed himself and rushed to the driver's seat. When the car turned around quickly, he asked tentatively: "Sir, since you like her, why don't we take her with us?"
Qi Luo glanced over with a sharp gaze.
Lin Ting suddenly lowered his eyes and dared not mention this topic again.
"But you can't take the inhibitor anymore. It's already the most potent inhibitor." Lin Ting took another look at the three packaging bags that were torn open in the back seat and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. "Such frequent injections in a short period of time are too harmful to your body."
Qi Luo didn't say anything, leaned back in the back seat, and slowly closed his eyes.
The scene before his eyes turned dark. He began to concentrate and turned the darkness into day. Then he quietly copied a painting in the day.
After finishing the painting, he slowly colored it.
This is the method his doctor taught him to use to forcefully divert his attention when susceptible periods come.
Over the years, all the pictures he drew in his mind had simple lines and single colors, which successfully diverted his attention.
But today, his paintings are so complex that they fill all the space in front of us, and the colors are so colorful that they are dazzling.
This requires tremendous mental strength.
And now he needs to concentrate all his energy here without leaving a single trace, so that he can forget Xing Chen's soft and cute appearance and control his pheromones from bursting out all at once.
The car rushed into the forest and onto the winding mountain road without slowing down at all.
Lin Ting looked at the road ahead intently with a frown on his face.
Lin Ting is a beta. Normally speaking, he doesn't have glands and cannot sense the existence of pheromones. No matter how strong the smell of pheromones is, it is so light that it is almost negligible to him.
This is one of the most basic requirements for him to become Qi Luo's driver.
In fact, Lin Ting is much more insensitive to pheromones than the average beta.
But Qi Luo's pheromones are really special.
His pheromones actually have no specific smell. They are like mountain ice and snow. They have no smell but can make people feel the cold chill coming towards them.
In the weather in May, Lin Ting wore a thick coat and turned the air conditioner to the highest setting.
Despite so many injections of super-strong inhibitors, Qi Luo's pheromones still leaked out a little bit.
Just this little bit made Lin Ting, who was extremely nervous and adrenaline-fuelled on the road, so cold that frost appeared on his eyelashes.
After going up the mountain, Lin Ting opened all the car windows and let the mountain breeze blow in his face, making him feel a little better from the cold and stiff feeling he had all over his body.
Hongshan Cottage is an exquisite private garden located on the top of East Mountain in the imperial capital.
The terrain here is high, and you can overlook the magnificent view of the entire city.
The mountain is covered with maple forests. When autumn comes, the maple leaves gradually turn red, like a colorful painting unfolding on the horizon.
When the whole mountain is completely soaked in red ink, the peaks are undulating, and the fiery red color is like the burning clouds in the sky, which is beautiful beyond words.
Therefore, the locals call Dongshan Hongshan.
The fifteen kilometers around Hongshan are all restricted areas, with fences and patrols around them prohibiting people from entering.
Hongshan Cottage is located on the top of the mountain. There are only ten staff members staying behind to clean the garden every day to keep it clean and tidy.
When Qi Luo arrived, the ten people had already received orders in advance to go down the mountain from another road at the back of the mountain.
Lin Ting stopped the car in front of the open gate.
"Sir, here we are."
Qi Luo heard the voice and slowly opened his eyes.
The intricate and beautiful picture before my eyes slowly disappeared, leaving only the quiet lights in the mountains.
Qi Luo got out of the car and walked into the gate alone.
Lin Ting bowed respectfully behind him, got into the car quickly, stepped on the accelerator and sped down the mountain.
When he reached halfway up the mountain, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
Only after reaching a safe distance at the foot of the mountain did Lin Ting get out of the car and look back toward the top of the mountain.
With the top of the mountain as the center, heavy snow was already falling behind him.
When Xing Chen was sent downstairs by Lin Ting, he bowed his head to express his gratitude to Lin Ting and went up the stairs by himself.
As soon as he turned the corner of the stairs, Lin Ting hurried away.
Xing Chen took a step up the stairs and then stepped back.
He looked at Lin Ting's figure running back, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.
Could it be that the two of them sucking each other's saliva in the car triggered Qi Luo's susceptible period?
Damn it, no wonder Qi Luo looked so unhappy and was willing to sit in the car instead of seeing him off.
Xing Chen had always guessed that he would shamelessly follow him to the door to get to know the place.
So what's the point of eating saliva? It can't satisfy your craving at all, and it only makes you more greedy.
I don’t know if Qi Luo’s susceptible period is more uncomfortable than that of an ordinary alpha.
Watching Lin Ting disappear from his sight with a look of fear as if facing a great enemy, Xing Chen stood in the middle of the stairs, still feeling worried.
Although he had planned to keep Qi Luo company for a few more days, after all, it was their first meeting at night. If they rolled into bed together before daybreak, it would really make him look too cheap.
But the situation is special now. If Qi Luo is really in great pain, don't say it's cheap. Even if Xing Chen has to pay for it, he will have to pay for it.
Who says he is my husband?
Thinking of this, Xing Chen quickly ran down the stairs and ran back along the way he came.
But by the time he ran to the parking spot, the black car had already driven away.
Xing Chen sighed and looked towards both sides of the road, but still didn't see any car.
He sighed softly.
"Then you should take the suppressant tonight and bear with it. I have already told you in front of you that I will go to the hospital tomorrow. You will definitely go there tomorrow, right?
Then just arrest me tomorrow. It’s my fault for being slow and not remembering the susceptible period.
You can punish me however you want tomorrow, and I will take it."
Xing Chen stood by the roadside and muttered a few words quietly, then stood there for a while before walking back with a heavy heart.
He fully expected that he would see Qi Luo in the hospital the next day.
However, when he arrived at the hospital, Song Zhian was the only one in the ward.
"I was afraid that you might think there were too many people, so I asked my family to go back. Seeing how hard I worked, they agreed with the doctor's statement that I had recovered.
Now I only need to stay here for a week, and they won't be here to guard me. Xingchen, am I considerate?"
Xing Chen: “?”
Thoughtful? Did you chase your uncle away with him?
Oh no.
If Qi Luo wanted to wait for him, how could Song Zhian chase him away?
So, Qi Luo didn’t come at all.
Stuck with things again?
Are you so busy every day?
You don’t want your wife anymore?
"By the way," Song Zhian looked towards the door, and after making sure that no one was around, he asked in a low voice, "Xingchen, yesterday my uncle said he was going to thank you, didn't he scare you?"
"Why do you ask?"
"My uncle always keeps his word. If he says he won't hurt you, he will definitely not do it again. But his aura is too strong. I'm afraid he will say something to scare you."
Xing Chen shook his head: "He didn't say anything scary."
"Really?"
"real."
Song Zhian breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I feel relieved."
Xing Chen pretended to ask casually: "Didn't he come back later?"
"No, he's quite busy. It's not easy for him to come here in the middle of the night."
Song Zhian took the fruit plate and picked up a grape and put it to Xing Chen's mouth.
"Try it, these grapes are good and very sweet."
Xing Chen quickly took the grapes from him.
"Thank you, I'll do it myself."
There was some disappointment in Song Zhian's eyes.
He could sense that Xing Chen was always keeping a safe distance from him.
Song Zhian handed him the fruit plate in his hand, and watched Xing Chen take it and pick out the sweet grapes to eat, his eyes unable to move away.
"Star sinking."
"Ah."
"Do you have anyone you like?"