Mu Qingyun never doubted that he was the top batch of alphas.

He has a strong family gene, he is a young general with ambition, and he has a bright future...

His self-esteem and pride are innate and logical.

If you don't consider the identity gap brought about by social status, from the perspective of a top alpha, he has never been afraid of any kind.

until now-

Ling Changfeng stood there, unscrupulously releasing his own pheromones.

The powerful pressure made him breathless.

Cold sweat slid down his side face, and he froze in place, unable to move.

He couldn't believe that someone could do this with pheromones alone.

It caused him to have an instinctive fear, sending out the trembling of his soul.

As soon as Ling Changfeng's pheromone came out, his majestic aura was within 100 meters.

Too powerful and too aggressive.

The alphas of almost half of the banquet halls have been affected to varying degrees.

"Changfeng? What happened? Stop!"

There was an exclamation not far away.

Xu Xinghe turned his head and saw that it was a man of the same age as Ling Changfeng, wearing a blue military uniform.

His epaulettes, chest badges, and seniority badges roughly explain his identity—

A Vice Admiral.

Ling Changfeng glanced at the person who came, patted Xu Xinghe on the shoulder lightly, and then walked towards Mu Qingyun.

As soon as the pressure of the pheromone was withdrawn, Mu Qingyun immediately fell down without any strength.

He was breathing heavily, his body still shaking slightly.

A pair of shiny military boots appeared in front of him.

Mu Qingyun raised his cold sweaty black eyes and looked up at the man with a pair of different pupils in front of him.

"Release pheromones to my people, what do you want to do?" Ling Changfeng looked at Mu Qingyun condescendingly.

"You obviously don't have the discipline, endurance and self-control that a soldier needs."

Mu Qingyun's pupils shrank.

"I will tell Marshal Ouyang that the capital star is not suitable for you. You can take advantage of the next few days to think about where you want to go to the remaining eleven planets in the Gamma galaxy."

Ling Changfeng's thin lips parted lightly, and said coldly, "Now, get out."

Mu Qingyun stood up tremblingly and stumbled away.

Ling Changfeng then turned around and said to another old classmate of his, "Why are you here?"

"What do you think? Your pheromones are almost overflowing out of the banquet hall!" General Walker Waite came over angrily. "How do you explain it later?"

"No need to explain." Ling Changfeng lightly brushed the corner of his clothes and walked back to Xu Xinghe.

In the blink of an eye, the turbulent waves seemed to turn into a babbling stream again.

"Go back, the dance is about to start."

General Waite also knew his temperament, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly: "Forget it, you remember to say hello to Lao Qin earlier."

After speaking, he turned his attention to Xu Xinghe.

Looking at the other party's smooth and delicate skin and youthful face, couldn't help but sigh in heart, what a young omega...

Ling Changfeng is quite lucky.

"Tsk, thanks to the class reunion that day, we are still worried about your life-long affairs." Waite smiled at Ling Changfeng, "I didn't expect the master to treat you so kindly - this is starting to be old cows eating young grass. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

He hurriedly raised his hands and surrendered: "Okay, okay, I'm not going to say anything wrong, big brother, don't do it anymore, that guy Qin Yuan will be calling to scold him later."

General Waite said, walked over and extended his hand to Xu Xinghe: "Introduce yourself, I'm Walker Waite. Changfeng's classmate at the First Military Academy."

"Hello." Xu Xinghe just recovered from what had just happened, stretched out his hand and shook hands with him, "Nice to meet you..."

Before he finished speaking, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind and grabbed his own hand back.

Waite: "..."

Not really, really not.

He felt that something was wrong with Ling Changfeng tonight.

In fact, not only General Waite, but even Marshal Ling himself felt that something was wrong with him tonight.

He suddenly became unbearable for other alphas to have physical contact with Xu Xinghe, not even a single touch.

Even if this person is a comrade-in-arms and classmate who has known him for many years.

Ling Changfeng slowly inhaled, and then slowly exhaled, trying to relieve the inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

Then calmly said to Xu Xinghe, "Go back."

"Let's go, let's go back together." Waite followed and said to Ling Changfeng: "In a while, Parrish and the others are in the v1 box on the second floor."

Ling Changfeng refused: "I won't go."

When a few of them go to the box, they usually not only chat and catch up, but also talk about things, and sometimes it is inevitable that some confidential topics will be brought up, so in principle, they cannot bring their family members to watch.

Waite said in surprise: "Then why are you here today? Are you really here for dinner? Parrish just came back a few days ago, and we haven't seen him at the dinner party before."

Ling Changfeng originally wanted to meet his old friend, but the problem is, now he doesn't want Xu Xinghe to leave his side for a moment.

"Let's make an appointment in a few days. Say hello to them for me later." After speaking, he glanced at Xu Xinghe beside him intentionally or unintentionally, and continued: "I'm not feeling well today, so I might leave early. ."

When the two returned to their seats together, the banquet had come to an end, and desserts began to be served.

Xu Xinghe turned his head and asked Ling Changfeng, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Changfeng lowered his eyes: "It's nothing, I'm here to kill him."

Xu Xinghe looked at the fennel and lemon jelly in front of Ling Changfeng, then looked at the chestnut rum meringue in front of him, and asked, "Why are our desserts different?"

Ling Changfeng said, "I don't like sweet food."

"This is sour, why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like sour food either."

Xu Xinghe: "...Then what do you like to eat?"

Ling Changfeng glanced at him with a little deep meaning, but did not answer.

Xu Xinghe: "..." This person is very picky.

Chef Xu said that waste is shameful, so he said to Ling Changfeng earnestly: "It's too much waste if you don't eat, this seems to be the specialty of a dessert master, I read it in an online book before, it uses lime jelly. Served with fennel cream and black tapenade..."

When talking about topics of interest, Chef Xu began to talk nonstop.

Ling Changfeng saw him staring at his dessert cup eagerly, and asked, "Want to eat it?"

Xu Xinghe: "..."

That's not what it meant, but—

"You can have a taste."

After all, if you miss this village, you won't have this store.

So, Ling Changfeng stretched out two slender fingers and pushed the small cup over: "It's yours."

Xu Xinghe was not polite, and contentedly stretched out his spoon...

The guests around the state banquet were shocked when they saw this.

They actually saw Xu Xinghe pick up the spoon and go straight to Marshal Ling's bowl to grab it!

And Marshal Ling is not only not angry, but also pushes things towards him! This is too cute!

After dinner, the next stage is the dance party.

Under the gorgeous crystal chandeliers, in the center of the splendid stage, people with similar feelings dance to the melodious symphony, which is the most beautiful picture that people talk about most.

"Looking at Speaker William and his wife dancing together every year, it's such a good feeling."

"Who is that who danced with President Wolseth?"

"It seems to be the chief consultant of Fit Technology Group."

"You said, will Marshal Ling invite his partner to dance with him tonight?"

After asking a sentence, people around you look at me, I look at you, and all fall into silence.

After a few seconds, someone said, "I haven't seen Marshal Ling dance, it's a little hard to imagine that scene..."

"Marshal Ling has been single for so long, he should have never danced with anyone, right?"

"I heard that Marshal Ling and his wife have a good relationship, maybe we can see it later."

"Hey, wasn't it rumored before that that omega was obsessed with General Mu and wanted to remarry? Why did he get along with Marshal Ling so quickly?"

"How does Mu Qingyun compare to Marshal Ling? It's you, who do you choose?"

"I heard that Mu Qingyun came alone today, and he didn't bring his fiancé."

"After all, she's not married. It's not right to bring this kind of occasion."

"Speaking of which, why haven't you seen General Mu? It's not because of suspicion, right?"

Mu Qingyun cleaned up from the bathroom and quietly left the banquet hall when everyone's eyes were on the stage when the dance started.

There were dark clouds in his eyes, and all kinds of dark emotions were smashed into a ball. When he looked carefully, he was more jealous than hatred.

After walking not too far, I heard the crowd exclaiming from behind: "Look! Marshal Ling invited that omega to dance on stage!"

"Where??...What 'that omega', isn't that a serious marshal's wife? I thought that Marshal Ling invited another omega."

Mu Qingyun froze, looking back from a distance, only to see Ling Changfeng reaching out to Xu Xinghe in the center of the stage, under the highly anticipated lights.

He was a little unbelievable. After this step, these two people still have the heart to dance here?

As if unaware of what was going to happen.

If they don't want to be too ugly for a while, they should at least start injecting inhibitors from now on, otherwise...

Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed, he turned around, and continued to walk towards the door.

Yes, no one realized what was about to happen.

Neither Xu Xinghe nor Ling Changfeng had any experience in this area.

And those with experience, they can't smell it.

So no one reminded the people on stage how dangerous their current situation is.

He was the only one who knew exactly what was going on.

Mu Qingyun thought with a gloomy expression and a little smugness.

That person said that he did not have the self-control as a soldier?

He really wanted to stay and see what kind of self-control he Ling Changfeng had, how to resist the first thunder and tsunami in fifty years?

Will it get out of control?

Will it go crazy?

Will it be...

tear him apart?

Unfortunately, he couldn't stay.

Mu Qingyun walked out of the gate of Furui Palace without looking back.

He was afraid that by then, he would lose control.

Xu Xinghe is now stunned.

But under the watchful eyes, he still chose to take Ling Changfeng's hand.

Follow him to the center of the stage.

Then he gritted his teeth and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Why didn't you say hello to me in advance?"

Ling Changfeng didn't understand: "What do you say hello?"

Xu Xinghe: "If you want to dance, you said you would invite me to dance, so I practiced hard!"

Ling Changfeng looked at him strangely: "Then why do you think I should invite a dance teacher for you?"

After a pause, he asked again, "What's the matter, don't you want to dance?"

Xu Xinghe turned his face away and whispered, "Didn't I tell you that I dance... just like a normal dance?"

Only then did Ling Changfeng understand what he cared about. There was a flash of indifference in his eyes, and he whispered, "No. Let me see how ordinary it is."

Xu Xinghe raised his head and glared at him.

It seems that there is a little shyness in the anger, and it is a little cute.

Ling Changfeng pursed his thin lips and said, "It's all simple movements, just follow my rhythm."

Then the tone returned to normal volume lightly: "Don't worry, no matter what you dance into, no one will dare to say anything."

As soon as the voice fell, the music started.

The people on the dance floor began to dance, and Xu Xinghe had to start moving with Ling Changfeng's rhythm.

Then Ling Changfeng realized how modest the so-called "jumping normally" is.

Because he jumped a few steps, Xu Xinghe had already stepped on his feet...

At that moment, Ling Changfeng simply suspected that his little spouse was deliberately taking revenge on him.

He was silent for a while, then looked down at the little hedgehog in front of him who wanted to bury his head in his chest: "You seem to have very coordinated limbs."

Xu Xinghe: "..." I thank you.

When he was nervous, he stepped on Marshal Ling again in front of the crowd.

Ling Changfeng: "..."

This is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is that Xu Xinghe was nervous, and the dizziness that had finally disappeared came back.

And this time, it came more violently.

He felt that his feet were weak, his body was numb, and his breathing became quicker.

"Ling Changfeng." Xu Xinghe suddenly clenched his hand, which was just on the opponent's palm, and said in a hoarse voice, "I seem to have a fever again."

And Ling Changfeng didn't hear him.

He put one hand on Xu Xinghe's waist and held his hand with the other. This dance posture made him very close to his glands.

As soon as he lowered his head, he could see the white neck, and watched helplessly as a peach red quickly spread there.

- A mass of incomparably strong, incomparably seductive, incomparable aroma exploded from it.

The next moment, an electric current rushed straight to Ling Changfeng's brain.

Some mysterious and primitive power began to rush and scream in the body.

Makes him crazy to want to possess, conquer, invade...

It was a feeling he had never felt in fifty years.

The whole world has lost its color in this strange fragrance, leaving only the most primitive instinct.

So Ling Changfeng stopped, followed his instinct and lowered his head——

He dropped a kiss on Xu Xinghe's neck.

This time, the crazy person became Xu Xinghe.

An indescribable tingling sensation exploded from the glands, along his spine, all the way to his tailbone.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. In his more than 20 years of life, he had never had such an unbearable moment.

It is like a flower that has been in bud for twenty years. After twenty years of careful cultivation and irrigation, it is finally impatient to usher in full bloom.

The originally hidden aroma finally began to show recklessly...

This time, all the alphas present smelled it.

In an instant, the entire banquet hall was boiling!

The author has something to say: Marshal Ling's rampage is in progress: Not only these dogs who covet my daughter-in-law will be killed!

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Woohoo, the author is on the go, so I'll give you a new update first! Two and three are in the code!

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