I Found Myself Pregnant After Becoming An Omega

"looking at what?"

The man in casual clothes was writing a report at the table, and glanced over his head, he saw the general's grandson looking solemnly at the wall next to him.

He also stared at the wall and looked at it: "There is nothing, do you want to drink milk?"

Xiao Universe frowned and his face was serious.

He moved his mouth, murmured twice, and squeezed the small ball in his hand with his fingers.

"Huh? What did you say?"

Xiao Universe held the ball and shook his head. He blinked, then lowered his head to continue playing with toys.

When Song Ming turned his head and continued to write the report, he put down the toy again, turned his head and stared at the wall with cartoon literacy stickers again, and the little milk made a low voice.

"Chiyu..."

Separated by a wall, there is a completely different atmosphere.

Strong pheromone is flooded in the closed room, even if all four high-power purifiers are turned on, the room is still full of an enchanting air that makes people feel irritated by smelling it.

A shallow white mist appeared on the window glass, and a downward slap print fell on it, being covered by new mist.

The outline of the palm print gradually blurred, and it seemed to be left for a long time.

Several unidentified water stains were scattered on the open space, on the table, and by the windows.

Especially around the hanger with elastic band, it is densest.

The sun shining through the window was shining above, and it was faintly visible that strands of mist curled up from above the water stains and then dissipated into the air.

The smell in the room is stronger.

The heat is also higher.

Suddenly, a hoarse hum sounded, accompanied by the sound of something dripping on the ground.

It seems to be water, but it does not seem to be water.

The sound of falling on the ground sounded a bit sticky, probably something muddy and sticky.

A thin red foot accidentally stepped on it, because the thing was slippery, unable to stand firmly, and slipped, dragging a long, ambiguous water trail.

"Let me down..." Ji Yu's eyes were wet and his cheeks were red.

Her short thick black hair was attached to her porcelain-white forehead, her blushing lips opened slightly, and she breathed hard.

"Woke up?"

The big hand didn't mind Ji Yu's embarrassment, stretched over and pinched his chin, forcing people to turn their heads and kiss him.

The bitter and weird taste filled his mouth, Ji Yu frowned, don't gasp.

"Let go of me first." His eyes were red, his voice soft like cotton.

At this moment, he is sitting on the "swing" made of elastic bands. The thick black slap band wraps his waist, abdomen and lower limbs, avoiding his stomach in the middle.

In Ji Yu's cognition, this thing is very evil.

But I really used it, and tasted the best of them. He didn't need any effort during the whole process, as long as he let his limbs hang down relaxedly, his lumbar spine and shoulders were supported, and the thick belt of his palm would not be squeezed into the skin, but instead shared the weight of his body.

He raised his hand to put a strap in front of him, leaning on it, trying to ease his breathing.

I'm so tired that I don't want to move my fingertips.

The energy of the whole body was exhausted, and his mind was also foggy, and he couldn't tell what the night was tonight. He breathed hard and looked at the ground dullly.

His eyes followed the light-reflecting water trails on the ground and fell on the sole of his curled toe.

Before he could take a closer look, his eyes were attracted by the obviously masculine and masculine wheat-colored sole next to him.

The two feet were close to each other, but only the snow-white slender foot was mottled, with red marks and wet water stains.

It's dirty...

Ji Yu blinked in a daze when his toes moved.

Suddenly, he raised his foot and stepped on the foot beside him.

"Let me down," he said again.

A sturdy and powerful arm encircled his shoulders, and only heard two clicks. The two straps supporting Ji Yu's shoulders were untied. He leaned forward uncontrollably and was swept back again.

The "pop" is the sound of the skin colliding with each other when the two huddled together.

Then there were a few more squeaky sounds, and the straps that were originally attached to the hanger were all untied.

He Zhou didn't let go of him, and directly pulled the belt out between the two of them. The lines on the belt rubbed across the skin, leaving a hot pain.

Ji Yu gritted his teeth to endure the hum in his throat, backhanded to push the person behind him.

Finally, He Zhou let go of him.

His legs were so soft that he fell to his knees and sat down softly.

It took a long time before Ji Yu recovered. He reached out his hand and touched the area of ​​his neck. It was a mess, hot, sensitive and a little painful, and his head was covered with sweat and wet. When he touched it, he was full of hands. Sticky.

It hurts, but the skin is smooth and flat, with no signs of being bitten.

Ji Yu still asked: "Did you bite me?"

His hands were sore and weak, and he felt unsure about it when he touched his neck.

"Bite." He Zhou leaned forward and kissed his ear with a sullen smile.

"Bite?" Ji Yu was astonished, touching the back of his neck with his hand again.

His eyes were redder, and he had to grit his teeth to restrain the grunt he couldn't help but exhale.

"Ok."

Slender and strong fingers landed on a light pink tooth mark on Ji Yu's neck, clicked, "bite here." Moved down again, and landed in another place, "and here."

"Here."

"here."

"And here..."

Kiss everywhere, bite everywhere.

A kiss was dropped on the dripping red cheek, and He Zhou sighed and hugged Ji Yu into the bathroom.

After another long cleaning, Ji Yu finally fell asleep on the bed.

The slightly cool water extinguished the fire in his heart, and also made his mind more sober. The scenes that took place before, one after another, flashed past my eyes like a revolving lantern.

He stretched out his hand and waved away these charming pictures, stamped his feet in embarrassment, and shook the bed several times.

"Hastily!"

That's not him, definitely not him! There is no shame! It's messy! It's a mess! What did he do...

Rain I have no melons!

It's a pot in estrus!

After a long while, he rolled over and stretched out a hand from under the covers.

Then he sighed into the palm of his hand, and leaned on the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully.

Jiyu: "..."

After brushing my teeth, my breath is very fresh, but I feel that there is still a little fishy and bitter smell remaining in it.

crazy.

It's crazy.

When Ji Yu was tossing about on the bed, He Zhou was not idle either.

After taking a bath, he didn't rush to accompany Ji Yu to warm it up. Instead, he took the cold dumpling and heated it again. After heating, he put a few packs of energy bars on the bedside of Ji Yu.

After doing this, He Zhou took out two more sweeping robots from the cabinet.

About to turn on the switch, the person lying on the bed suddenly opened his mouth.

"...Can't sweep."

He Zhou raised his eyes and looked at the person lying on the bed: "Huh?"

"Those things are...wet, they can't be swept away, they will get everywhere." After saying that, Ji Yu pulled up the quilt to cover his face, and said nothing.

But soon, the quilt was pulled away.

The familiar smell of alha fills the tip of his nose, Ji Yu keeps his eyes open: "What are you doing?"

He Zhou said: "Don't go to sleep, eat something before going to sleep."

"…Oh."

Ji Yu sat up on the bed, and just about to get the chopsticks, the person in front of him quickly took the plate and the chopsticks in his hand, and naturally wanted to feed him.

He Zhou smiled: "I forgot that you have no strength in your hands."

Ji Yu: "...the chopsticks can still be moved."

He Zhou didn't give him the chopsticks, only touched the dumplings to the front of him: "Eat."

Jiyu: "..."

To say more, it seemed to be hypocritical, Ji Yu took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and ate half a plate of dumplings with He Zhou's hand.

He shook his head: "I can't eat it anymore."

He Zhou: "Good."

He didn't say much, and swept all the remaining dumplings into his stomach in front of Jiyu.

The plate and chopsticks were put aside, He Zhou said again: "You hurry to sleep, don't think about anything."

He reached out and touched Ji Yu's head, and looked down at this little oga whose body was still glowing pale pink because of his pain.

Little ogea...

He Zhou tasted the title in his heart, and his smile was stacked in his eyes.

In fact, Jiyu is only 1.78 meters tall, with a slender figure, soft hair and soft lips. Compared to his body type, he looks petite and soft, but he has never thought of using a small ogea to describe himself before. companion.

Because my oga is sometimes even more alha than his alha. Not only is it not as sensitive and delicate as an oga, but it is also very nervous.

but now…

The slightly rough finger pads rubbed the corners of the red eyes and landed on the slightly red lips.

He Zhou's eyes were deep, and his thumb involuntarily rubbed his head repeatedly.

He still remembered the little face that was sobbing because he couldn't eat it.

I still remember the choking cough and the dirty mouth.

Especially those eyes, wide open when they desire, squinted when satisfied, and the mist that pours up when they are barely squeezed...

"It hurts." Ji Yu avoided He Zhou's hand.

He Zhou bent his eyes and leaned over to peck and kiss his lips twice.

Without touching his lips, he grabbed his wrist and rubbed it gently.

Rubbing the soft skin with his fingertips, He Zhou looked at Ji Yu, with this fragrant and soft little oga in his eyes.

Why is it so beautiful?

He looked at Ji Yu, and doubts arose in his heart.

He is so good-looking.

Then I answered myself in my heart.

"Also let people not sleep?" Ji Yu said in a bad mood.

"Well, you sleep, you sleep." He Zhou put Ji Yu's hand into the bed and tucked his back corner.

"Do you know that you look like an idiot like this?" Ji Yu said suddenly.

He Zhou was stunned, and looked at Ji Yu helplessly with a smile: "Why do you say that?"

"Old wipe me oil."

Touch your face, touch your lips, and touch your hands.

The fingertips are still rubbing, if he didn't speak, he wouldn't let go.

He Zhou just laughed after hearing it: "Not only does it wipe the oil, but it also wipes you out."

Ji Yu: "..." Oh, it's quite reasonable!

He Zhou said again: "More than once."

Speaking, looked up at the time, "We have two and a half days, and there are many, many times."

Jiyu: "..."

This "a lot, a lot" sounds so emotional and so cruel.

He pursed his lips, and his hand under the covers was uncontrollably supported on his waist.

As if seeing the movement of the thin quilt, He Zhou suddenly said, "I also bought a waist support and will use it later."

Ji Yu: "..." Please shut up.

He closed his eyes and rolled over, "I'm asleep."

He Zhou laughed lowly: "Okay."

When Jiyu was half-dreaming and half-awake, he felt dazedly that the quilt was being lifted.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he was too sleepy, so he mumbled twice when he put a heat source on his back, and after a while, he leaned back spontaneously, next to the heat source.

He Zhou hugged Jiyu tightly and buried his face in his shoulder.

Breathing a seductive breath, he closed his eyes and waited for Oga's next estrus to come.