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Chapter 6 …
If love is a matter of two people, then marriage is undoubtedly a matter of two families.
The Song family was apprehensive about the arrival of the Omega who was going to marry Song Yi - in this regard, it was no wonder that the whole family was worried.
Song Yi didn't know the family's concerns. After Pei Qingmian's work ended, she found a time and asked him out.
This was their most formal and respectable meeting after the accident that night.
Dress brightly - never bare.
A young and handsome male O, dressed in a straight military uniform, with short hair, high browbones, and a straight nose bridge, it was hard to see how turbid and sweet he was when he opened her car door that day.
Song Yi looked at him quietly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.
Her glands are still slightly hot, emitting information only A understands.
The Alpha clerk in the restaurant passed by and couldn't help covering his nose—not that it smelled too bad, but the pheromone with the sworn territory was too choking.
The glands carry the message "My-My-Omega".
The clerk A tutted in his heart, couldn't help but glance at Song Yi, and muttered silently: Well, Alpha is all this kind of dog temper, and he doesn't let it go.
Pei Qingmian didn't realize that the A·lpha in front of him was using her pheromone, carefully wrapping him around.
She is sworn in territory.
In fact, he has always been a little sluggish about pheromones. When he went to the doctor when he was a child, it was found that the glands might be immature. At that time, his parents thought that he might differentiate into Beta. For the AO family, it was also a special case.
But later he differentiated into an Omega, and his glands matured.
However, even if differentiated, his vomeronasal organ does not seem to be as mature as other Omegas, and it is always easy to ignore other people's pheromones.
In a sense, the degeneration of the vomeronasal apparatus made him less susceptible to the pheromones of the unfamiliar Alpha.
Pei Qingmian didn't think it was a big deal. He only differentiated in his freshman year - he had already entered the wartime major of the military academy at that time. After the differentiation, his insensitivity to pheromones also made him smooth. finish education. If not, he may be forced to transfer to other civilian majors after the differentiation, which is not what Pei Qingmian wants.
The restaurant of the date is a typical pastoral style, with glass frescoes hanging on the snow-white wooden slatted walls, sparse and bright light spots falling into the window lattices, and bright and open blue snowflakes placed on the windowsill - a very good breed, blue and full of flowers. Clusters are crowded, giving passers-by a beautiful view in the field of vision.
Song Yi spoke. She had a steady and clear voice, as if nothing could change her mood too much.
"Qing Mian, do you have any suggestion for the wedding date?"
Pei Qingmian: "..."
He rubbed his face - he couldn't help it, really, Song Yi's eyes were too subtle, the kind of candidness and clarity that would make people more human.
If the two protagonists at the moment were replaced by the battle-hardened AO, O would definitely feel that A's eyes were directly seducing.
It's not that Pei Qingmian doesn't feel that way, it's just that he was just a first-time brother before having a romantic night with her. The lack of language thesaurus can only make him think of "her eyes are very hot", which is a bit vulgar and vigorous.
Maybe it's because Song Yi has glands that are stronger than many Alphas. When Pei Qingmian saw her medical report, he stayed for several seconds. There are few Alphas with such strength in military academies.
An Alpha with such strength generally means a very good physical talent, as well as sexual attraction.
In other words, as long as she thinks about it, remove the inhibition ring, and use her own pheromones to make the legs of the Omega who wants to conquer soft and wet.
This is not some NC-17 dirty joke, nor is it some vulgar joke.
Just facts.
A pretty female Alpha with a gland strength of 3S.
Pei Qingmian believes that there must be too many people to pursue her.
And she completely flagged him because of his mistake, and even said she was responsible.
Thinking of this, Pei Qingmian's mood became a little strange - self-blame and unease stirred the air.
Even if he wears the restraint ring, his emotions can be clearly transmitted to Song Yi's sensory perception. She also wears the restraint ring: half-finger thick, black, with no extra decoration, she looks just like her , very cold, like a icy light or a thin cloud.
The next moment, she gently poked the back of his hand with her finger.
Pei Qingmian's emotions ranged from "Her eyes are so beautiful" to "Is it a disadvantage for her to completely mark me as an Omega" and so on - all the emotions were when she poked the back of his hand with her snow-white, tender fingertips. For a moment, it stopped.
He rounded his eyes.
Song Yi slowly took off her glasses under his gaze. She looked at him gently in a very calm tone, tilted her head and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"
Pei Qingmian: "Ah? You, why do you think so?"
He was a bit at a loss, the heat on the back of her hand, the heat of her fingertips, was like a small brand, warm and hot, and it didn't go away for a long time.
After Song Yi took off his glasses, his eyes were like stars, and they were astonishingly bright.
When Pei Qingmian was "forced" to look at her, she cried out in her heart:
Does she know that her eyes are beautiful?
Does she know - she's so - so beautiful?
But before the praises and compliments about her were finished in his mind, he heard Song Yi say, "I thought you didn't want to marry me."
She lowered her eyes in despair, with long eyelashes, like a small fan, and muttered in a low voice, "I thought we had reached a consensus."
"You're my Omega, aren't you?"
Pei Qingmian's face turned red all of a sudden.
In the restaurant, the waiter in charge of the table noticed the pair not far away, the man was handsome and bright in military uniform, and the woman was dressed in formal clothes, beautiful and glamorous.
He snorted: there is a sense of temptation in the uniform.
Pei Qingmian's shyness had nowhere to hide. He took a few deep breaths and said in a trembling voice, "I didn't mean that."
"Of course I'm your Omega."
They do the most intimate things, knots inside, gland markings outside.
Until now, the smell of a romantic night two days ago still haunts him.
He's creamy—and she's floral, of the quiet, terrific kind, like her whole being.
Cool and light, elegant and clear.
It never occurred to him that his cream could smell delicious and sweet with a hint of flowers.
The heat on Pei Qingmian's face did not diminish. In the end, he couldn't help it. He raised his hand to cover half of his face and sighed, "I was thinking just now that the relationship between us can actually be more cautious."
He just thought that if he got married, maybe Song Yi would regret it.
They were nothing but strangers before that.
She has too many glands superior to ordinary people, and she could have freely chosen her ideal partner, not a strange Omega who helped kindly but was "seduced" into bed.
Song Yi loosened her clenched brows, she understood what he meant.
He believed that this complete marking was due to his mistake. Without his approach and pleading, Song Yi would not have casually marked a stranger.
One of them felt it was their fault, and the other felt it was their fault.
And now, he wanted her to think about their relationship.
Song Yi raised her eyes again, and she responded very gently.
"Do you think that if I didn't want to, I'd totally tag you?"
Say goodbye to Pei Qingmian, and agree on a time to collect the certificate the day after tomorrow.
Song Yi received a call from Song Shen.
Song Chen seemed to be shaking his legs. Her brother was even more anxious than she was: "Song Yi, when did you make an appointment to collect the certificate?"
"Is it necessary to get the certificate before the wedding, right?"
"Yeah." Song Yi lit the car and put his phone on the driver's seat next to him.
She heard Song Chen hiss: "It's good, it's good, anyway, let's be legally responsible for O's family... When will you ask your O's family out? Let's meet."
"Talk about the wedding."
Song Yi drove smoothly to the intersection and waited for the green light.
She replied: "I shouldn't have time recently. His parents are both soldiers of the Eastern Military Department. He was transferred to the Western Military Department to do a project."
"...Is that so?" Song thought for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Have you met his parents?"
Song Yi blinked her eyelashes, she said with a smile, "Not yet, but we should meet soon."
"Oh, alright."
Brother Beta is very nervous.
And Song Yi's calmness undoubtedly relieved his anxiety.
Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly thought of something and asked Song Yi, "Are you in a good mood today? Did you meet your Omega?"
Song Yi made a "hmm" sound.
She said softly, "He smells like me."
"It smells good."
Song Chen, who pricked up his ears and listened to her carefully because he cared about his sister very much: "..."
He whimpered weakly and helplessly:
"Song Yi, you don't need to go into such detail."
The green light is on.
Song Yi drove, and she replied calmly: "Don't you want to hear it? But I have nothing to talk to, brother, can you be my emotional tree hole?"
Courteous as always, restrained politeness—
Song Chen let out a long hiss like a toothache, and sighed while holding his forehead.
His cold-hearted, cold-hearted sister, without his permission, acquiesced that he became her tree hole.
Forget it, didn't he know that she had such a dog temper before?
During the drive, Song Yi's soft and watery tone revealed a "possessiveness" that Beta couldn't understand.
"He smells so good, and I hope he smells like me every day in the future."
Creamy sweetness
Song Yi remembered that day, he fell into her car door, like a big piece of sweet and white cream crashed into her arms.
Sweet is just next.
Delicious food is the most important thing, she thought.
He was very tasty, Song Yi was sure and certain of that.