When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

The two idiots kissed on the bed, the sound of each other's breathing in their ears.

Lu Zhe was held on the bed by Shen Qiao. When he was separated, he looked at Shen Qiao above from a close range. The corners of his lips smiled widened, but there was a bit of joking in his voice:

"Are you trying to bully me while I was injured, brother Jojo?"

Shen Qiao's hand resting on his head grabbed the quilt underneath, and a crumpled crease appeared. His eyes moved left and right for a moment. His Adam's apple moved, and he exhaled calmly, his tone of voice reluctantly. Maintain the calm of the past:

"...No."

After a second pause, he said again: "Don't call this disgusting name."

Lu Zhe responded with a good temper, and then he cast his gaze down, and he could clearly feel that Shen Qiao was already on the verge of trying to control it, and he wanted to light another fire at this moment.:

"Jojo."

He yelled softly, in an ambiguous tone that was deliberately lowered, his left hand propped on the bed beside him, his upper body was slightly lifted, and he bit Shen Qiao's Adam's apple with a slight and unimportant voice, and asked vaguely, "Don't you?" "

With this sentence, the mint-flavored pheromone in the room suddenly spread, and pressed toward the person under him overwhelmingly, as if it could calm him down and make Lu Zhe be more honest.

Lu Zhe kissed his neck again, and felt that Shen Qiao’s pheromone was overflowing, and a chuckle leaked from his lips. It was obvious that he was the one below, but the pheromone was released in an instant, and the control was just right. The mint flavor is equal to the point, but it doesn't fall behind at all.

Shen Qiao was kissed twice by him, and finally couldn't hold back. He raised his right hand and pushed the person back into the bed again. He looked at Lu Zhe's injured hand and his voice was so dumb:

"Don't want your hands?"

Lu Zhe moved his right finger, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes. Shen Qiao felt that something was wrong with his expression, so he squeezed his chin and leaned against his forehead. The messy breath was spilled on. Lu Zhe's face.

Shen Qiao spoke slowly, extremely depressed in his voice: "Be honest."

Lu Zhe responded without hesitation: "Okay."

Without a pause, he blinked at Shen Qiao, then followed up with a strong hint: "Let me be honest, or...you come up and move by yourself?"

Shen Qiao: "...?"

He laughed, and hummed a disdainful sigh from his nose, before biting on Lu Zhe's left shoulder with a bit of strength, and he succeeded in making Lu Zhe stiff.

Only then did Shen Qiao relax and follow the source of the pheromone emitted by the other party. The tip of his nose pressed against Lu Zhe's glands on the back of his neck, and he threatened softly, "You're going to show off? You bite the glands. It hurts, a hundred times stronger than the bite I bit you just now, do you really want to try it?"

Lu Zhe: "..."

He suddenly remembered that when he was in school, he had watched Shen Qiao doing hands with people. He suffered a lot of injuries on his back, and there were wooden thorns on the wound. As a result, when he went to the hospital to treat the wound, his brows were not frowned.

however…

When he was marked by him later, tears flowed violently.

Thinking about it this way, the back of his neck suddenly felt cold.

It took Lu Zhe a few seconds to make psychological preparations. He was about to say "you come" to Shen Qiao, but Shen Qiao saw his intentions in advance, and suddenly changed his words:

"If you have to try, why don't we try to the end?"

"Anyway, you don't have to play games lately, so you just wronged our Marines for forbearance."

Lu Zhe: "..."

Not only is the back of his neck cold, but the whole area behind him is cold.

After two seconds of silence, he realized that Shen Qiao seemed to have no less intentions for him than he did for him, so the capable Marines said again: "For this kind of thing, I think it's better to play fairly, right? ?"

While Shen Qiao didn't react, Lu Zhe made a sudden attack. With force from his waist, his left hand suddenly exerted force, and he lifted Shen Qiao off his body, and even turned over and pressed the person under his head very quickly.

In Shen Qiao's stunned gaze, Lu Zhe leaned forward with eyebrows and kissed him again, with an unstoppable smile in his voice, and asked, "Who did you just want to endure?"

Shen Qiao raised his eyebrows. Just now, he hadn't thought that Lu Zhe would dare to make such a big move with his right hand injured. Now he—

He knows Lu Zhe, and Lu Zhe also knows him. You can tell what he is going to do by looking at his expression. Suddenly, he took a breath and pressed his head on Shen Qiao's shoulder, and said with a whisper:

"The hand hurts."

Shen Qiao's strength to counterattack was suddenly relieved, and he wrung his brows, taking Lu Zhe's words seriously, and dared not move. He froze, and only asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu Zhe tried to hold back the smile in his voice, trying to pretend to be a little bit like: "Hey, don't move, I'll just take it easy."

Shen Qiao thought he was trying to do it, and was full of thoughts about whether to take him to the hospital for a check up, and even began to recall whether Lu Zhe had hurt his hand again in the past few days.

He was more nervous about Lu Zhe's injury than Manager Zhou. Hearing these words, he couldn't let him go easily, and immediately calmed down, "Get out of the way, I'll take you to the hospital, you are not allowed to move."

Lu Zhe replied slowly: "Well... you don't need to go to the hospital, just let me hold it."

Shen Qiao: "..."

He slowly recalled, and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Lu, Zhe!"

Lu Zhe heard that he was about to be angry, cleared his throat, and kissed his chin in kind, and replied, "Hey, don't be angry, tease you, knowing you love me—"

After a two-second pause, he asked in a low voice: "Would you like me to help you?"

Shen Qiao stared at him, took a deep breath for two seconds, still couldn't hold it back, smiled angrily, moved his knees, and pushed him to the side of the opponent's leg. He pointedly asked: "Who will help whom? It's so grand-sounding."

Lu Zhe changed his words in a shameless, kind-hearted manner: "Qiao Qiao, you can help me."

Shen Qiao couldn't help seeing him with such an extraordinarily ridiculous appearance, and couldn't help but sigh how he was so stupid just now, so easily moved by this guy.

He is a big fool.

For a shameless and shameless guy like Lu Zhe, what tricks he can't use?

The more Shen Qiao thought about it, the more angry he couldn't help but refuse: "No."

He said: "It's time for the Marines to exercise their left hand skills."

Lu Zhe smiled with his shoulders trembling lightly, just not letting him go. As long as Shen Qiao moved, he would call his hands hurt, and finally he relied on his cheeky qualities to leave the person in his room.

…

The next few teams that DG will face are not very strong.

But they still did not dare to take it lightly, for fear of capsize in the gutter.

Fans also followed them with sit-ups. They often saw DG go up and lost the first hand, and then the second hand pulled the score back and entered the third deciding game.

The process of chasing the game can be described in one sentence: playing is exciting, fighting is heartbeat.

Fortunately, everyone adapted to the last game of the regular season—

Match with BLX again.

this day.

Shen Qiao went to the convenience store outside the base to buy a pack of cigarettes. When walking into the community, he saw a familiar figure wandering nearby, looking down at his mobile phone from time to time.

Shen Qiao stepped forward two steps and said hesitantly: "...Lu Qianshuang?"

He stopped not far away.

Because of the previous events, he doesn't dare to go too close to Omega now, but fortunately, Lu Qianshuang used an inhibitor, and there was no trace of Omega pheromone in the air.

Lu Qianshuang was stunned for a moment. When he looked up and saw him, there was a bit of surprise in his eyes. He was about to take the initiative to approach, and then remembered something, but he took a step back:

"Brother Joe Joe!"

She said: "I... I heard my brother say that you were allergic last time, should I step back a bit?"

Shen Qiao laughed, shook his head, and asked her, "Looking for Lu Zhe?"

Lu Qianshuang nodded: "Yes, but I don't need to go in, I just wait for him to come out."

After thinking about it, she smiled at Shen Qiao again: "I watched your game live, you are too good, I have already bought live tickets for the next game, I want to be the most loyal fan of DG and you! "

Shen Qiao was a little boasted of her to answer, and looked around, still suggesting: "I'll take you in. Lu Zhe was in a meeting with the manager just now. I guess it won't be finished in a while."

Lu Qianshuang realized afterwards: "No wonder I called him a few calls but didn't answer..."

After speaking, she showed obvious hesitation on her face.

After struggling for two seconds, Lu Qianshuang asked again: "Will it affect your training?"

Shen Qiao simply said "It's okay", and then walked inside first, but after walking a long way and looking back, he found that Lu Qianshuang had kept his distance until everyone was lost, so he stopped and said helplessly:

"No need, you use inhibitors and I'll be fine."

When Lu Qianshuang was reminded by him, he immediately took out the inhibitor from the bag, and squirted mosquito repellent water and pressed ten pumps against herself. In the smell that could almost choke herself to death, she suffocated her airway. : "Well, it's safer this way, otherwise, if something happens, my brother can choke me to death."

Shen Qiao was amused by her exaggerated description and a little smile appeared in his eyes. After clearing his throat, he whispered softly: "Not so much."

Lu Qianshuang shook his head solemnly, "You don't understand, my brother is so ruthless, why do fans call him Lugou? It's because this man's gentleness is an illusion, and he is still a dog in essence."

Shen Qiao: "?"

Is that so? It seems to be?

Lu Qianshuang looked at him with a skeptical expression of life, paused, the girl sighed heavily, and frustrated: "Oh, of course he treats you differently. I can understand. After all, it is for the future wife. Of course, he must be more careful."

Shen Qiao: "...?"

He felt that his head was dominated by question marks.

What's the matter with this little girl?

Who is the wife?

Shen Qiao squeezed his eyebrows, and after two seconds, he asked with a complex expression: "The last half sentence... did he tell you?"

The author has something to say:

Shen Qiao: There is such a shameless person in the world, what do you instill with your sister every day? ? ?