When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Since Shen Qiao's words fell, Lu Zhe's eyes wandered around his neck.

Even though both are Alpha, Shen Qiao's body shape is more deterrent than other A's. Perhaps it is because he likes to swim in his spare time, and his body is well-trained—

The muscles of the shoulder and neck are smooth and smooth, and the energy hidden underneath can be faintly seen. Being so close, Lu Zhe can even see the rhythm of his distinctive clavicle depression skin beating with strong pulse.

Once, again, it symbolizes vigorous vitality.

There is also the thick and faint mint smell, knowing that this is due to the unstable pheromone of the other party, it is still like a bad fire.

Shen Qiao looked like a vigorous wolf in both personality and appearance.

Perfection triggered Lu Zhe's desire to conquer.

Lu Zhe easily recalled the scene when Shen Qiao was pressed into the alley by the side of the road a few years ago, and he bit the back of his neck.

On a cloudy and rainy day, the misty raindrops penetrated into every corner of the city, dampening Shen Qiao’s slightly messy short hair. His five fingers were arched and stuck in the cracks of the old brick wall, showing only the snow-like neck, Lu Zhe When he bit down, he clearly heard a muffled groan from his throat.

It seemed to feel a lot of pain, but also the ultimate endurance.

Lu Zhe, who didn't know what temperance was when he was young, increased the force between his teeth a lot, as if he wanted to make a permanent mark on the opponent's skin.

A drop of water condensed from the back of Shen Qiao's neck and hair, and slowly flowed to Lu Zhe's lips, with Shen Qiao's slightly warm body temperature, as if he had tasted his tears.

…

Shen Qiao suddenly smiled when he saw the person in front of him, only half of the corner of his lips was pulled up, showing a bit of evil for no reason.

Lu Zhe placed one hand on Shen Qiao’s shoulder, pressed the person against him, and slowly raised the other hand hanging beside him, rubbing his thumb at the place where his lips had been swept by the other’s breath, and rubbed it like an itching. Rub, put it to his lips again and wiped hard—

For a while, the color of his lower lip became more gorgeous due to the excessive force.

"Yes I do."

He stretched out his tone of voice slowly, obviously it was a relaxed rhythm, and the spine was chilling all over the person hearing it for no reason.

Lu Zhe smiled more softly, only one star of light flickered at the pupils in Yao Yao’s black eyes, and the rest were black like a bottomless vortex, which seemed to be able to pull human souls into pieces, or just teach people to follow them. He fell into boundless hell.

He said, "I just want to mark you again?"

"I want to mark you permanently."

As he spoke, Lu Zhe's hand on his lips dropped slightly, his **** touched the fabric of Shen Qiao's abdomen intentionally or unintentionally, and he pulled away like a dragonfly, leaving only the itchiness that makes people think about it, as if revenge on Shen Qiao just before his lips. The act of talking by the side.

"Let here..." Lu Zhe said lightly, with a smile filled his eyes: "It's all full of my taste, just remember my shape."

"No matter how you cry or beg for mercy, I won't let you go."

As Lu Zhe's words fell, Shen Qiao's throat moved, and the hairs on his arms had already been erected by the opponent's dangerous aura. Both instinct and reason were clamoring in his mind, stay away from the Alpha in front of you!

He stood stiffly in place. The pheromone was enveloped by Lu Zhe’s strong cedar smell and completely suppressed. The whole person was buried alive in the piercing snow. He could not find even half of the air between his mouth and nose, only boundless suffocation and desperation. Come.

After Lu Zhe's pheromone was removed, Shen Qiao found that the palms lying on his side were sweating.

He lowered his head and frowned unconsciously, a deep disgust flashed across his eyes, until Lu Zhezhong raised his chin with his fingertips and asked with a smile:

"Didn't you feel pretty waved when you invited me just now?"

"Why, I'm already scared before I really move?"

Shen Qiao took a breathless breath. After the fresh air poured into his lungs and dispelled the overly strong cedar scent, he lazily raised his eyelids. He glanced at Lu Zhe as if he was noble, and his tone of voice was one. Yang is a natural mockery:

"afraid?"

After humming lightly from his nose, Shen Qiao said lightly: "I despise your mother-in-law."

"Come if you want to bite, don't bite and pull it down, and show off so badly, you really won't come."

Listening to what he said, Lu Zhe smirked, with his forehead resting on Shen Qiao’s forehead. The other party didn’t know whether he was worried that the pulling action would attract the attention of everyone in the training room, or he was simply too lazy to push away. In short, they were close for a while. It's the same as when I was still a lover.

Lu Zhe was so softly next to Shen Qiao, his tone was so light that people had the illusion of being coaxed: "Didn't I just say it?"

"I want to bite."

"but…"

Lu Zhe slowly said, "I remember that you were so fierce when you heard my pheromones before, why are you so behaved now?"

Having said that, Lu Zhe took the initiative to stretch a little distance, raised his hand to rub Shen Qiao's hair, and then avoided before the other party did it. He smiled and looked up and down Shen Qiao, commenting like an old hooligan: " I still prefer the way you look when you are fierce."

"Little soft cats are not my thing."

After speaking, Lu Zhe turned around and walked downstairs, as if the turbulent undercurrents just now were an illusion of others.

Even the smile on his face disappeared completely.

Lu Zhe only had a deep blackness in his eyes.

—Alpha cannot be marked, even if Lu Zhe used a similar marking method to help Shen Qiao because he fell in love with Shen Qiao back then, he left his pheromone in Shen Qiao's body, but after that, Shen Qiao Joe treats him no different from before.

He is not like other Omegas marked by A, who will react to his A, such as dependence, submission, and weak legs.

It’s not that there is no bad Alpha in history. After defeating the same kind, on a whim, it bites the glands of the same kind and injects its own pheromone, but it is finally discharged because the pheromone of A and A are incompatible. At most, it was because of rejection at that time. Extremely painful.

Shen Qiao's reaction just now was very wrong.

If Lu Zhe remembers correctly, Shen Qiao's pheromone intensity is comparable to his own.

In other words, when Lu Zhe released the pheromone, Shen Qiao should have resisted instinctively and released the pheromone that resisted him. Even if he was defeated in the end, he should not be defeated at the beginning.

He recalled the various degrees of stiff reaction of the other party during these few close contacts.

—That's what Shen Qiao never showed before the breakup.

For some reason, Lu Zhe's heart suddenly surged with unprovoked anger.

…

In situ.

Shen Qiao turned his head and watched Lu Zhe's figure descend all the way to the end of the stairs. He narrowed his eyes, his eyes filled with irony, and he didn't know who was at it.

Then he put one hand in his pocket and walked slowly in the direction of the bathroom. When he came out, he walked to the door of the training room, touched his pocket and found that the cigarette was gone, so he turned and walked downstairs again.

After Shen Qiao came back, there was already an extra figure in the training room.

"Okay, now that everyone is there, I'll let me know. Just in case, I used to transfer the kids from the second team to try the top lane, and I made an appointment with BLX to play practice games to see the level of performance—"

"Now, Shen Qiao, you are here just right. It is more suitable for you to practice your hand in the practice game tonight. It is the old club you know, right?"

Coach Fang held a cardboard under his arm, and nodded to Shen Qiao as he spoke, even if he was welcome.

He is a man with a very square face, ordinary appearance and no pheromone. He is a previously retired Beta player and has a good understanding of the domestic team's style of play.

Shen Qiao nodded.

Lu Zhe, who had been waiting for him back in his seat, suddenly said, "What time does it start?"

Coach Fang: "Eight o'clock."

Lu Zhe then looked at Shen Qiao, his expression returned to a harmless and gentle appearance, and beckoned to him: "It's early, come here to eat first, the takeaway is going to be cold."

Shen Qiao glanced at him, then returned to the seat without saying a word, sat down, picked up the takeaway and ate.

…

It's seven forty-five.

Five DG players logged into the dedicated server for tonight's practice match, and several people chatted and tested the equipment.

Old Snail asked: "Little Wolf, how about you secretly tell me what hero Momo is practicing recently? We will give him the first ban in a while."

Momo is the core of the BLX team. His strong and steady style of play has attracted many fans. He has a tacit understanding with Lele. Looking at all major competitions in the world, he is recognized as the strongest AD.

BLX's play style and rhythm basically follow Momo, as long as he develops, it is a signal that the team fight is about to start.

Shen Qiao thought for a while, "too much."

After all, AD hero Momo can be.

Lao Wo snorted heavily, then raised her chin and said to the coach with a wealth of money: "Lao Fang, let's be generous in a while and give me five more bans."

Coach Fang patted his table with a shorthand board, showing contempt: "Promise."

Erhua laughed beside him, "Why don't you beg me, I'm considering giving you the ban position I prepared for Lele? After all, I heard that he was playing nanny recently."

Qian Bao supported his chin with one hand and joined the conversation between the two of them:

"Yes, then, Lao Snail, after you have asked Erhua, you will ask the little wolf and the Marines to help you choose the hero first. Anyway, you have to shout dad on the scene, don't you kneel and fight tonight?"

The old snail's tone was particularly indignant: "Listen, what are you talking about?"

In the next second, he said shyly: "It's so embarrassing!"

Then the old snail yelled in the earphone immediately: "Brother Wolf, Father Wolf, do you see if I need to please you online first?"

Shen Qiao: "...not necessarily."

He said: "At that time, choose AD first."

After speaking, Shen Qiao glanced at the time and found that there were still five minutes left, and habitually touched the cigarette case he had just bought in his pocket.

He doesn't know how to light a cigarette indoors, he just wants to smell it, which is a stable mood.

Putting his fingertips into his pocket and just touching the edge of the box, Shen Qiao suddenly heard Lu Zhe next to him speak.

It's still the tune of smiling but not smiling, with unprovoked ambiguity.

"Jojo."

He said, "Come here."

Shen Qiao turned his head and glanced at Lu Zhe. He didn't want to talk to him. When he saw Lu Zhe's fingertips winding the headphone cable, he couldn't help but guess whether something was wrong with his headphones.

Finally, his chair moved.

As a result, as soon as his head moved over, Lu Zhe suddenly raised his hand to hold the back of his neck, pressing Shen Qiao on his shoulder.

A faint scent of cedar came.

It's not as rich as before, but deliberately controlled, only revealing a little lightness.

Like a gentle comfort.

He didn't speak, just moved the hand that fell on the back of Shen Qiao's neck and slipped into his hair, stroked his hair one after another, and patted again.

Coach Fang looked over.

Lu Zhe smiled at him, then pressed mute, covered Shen Qiao's wheat with the other hand, tilted his head, and spoke softly:

"What do you smoke?"

"Isn't my taste as addictive as it?"

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