Chapter 22 She smelled my pheromones

Apply medicine?

Yu Nianqing even forgot that she had injured her neck, and she felt no pain today.

At the door, the female Alpha was still looking at him hesitantly, her expression filled with trepidation.

She's kind of cute.

He smiled at Heng Xing, a hint of charm hidden in his dimples, then slightly raised his chin towards her, "Captain Heng, could you take a look at me? I wear a scarf all day and still can't tell if my injury has healed."

Hengxing was taken aback by his smile. In her memory, Mr. Yu had never smiled so, so alluringly.

In a daze, with her mind blank, she stepped forward and bent down to check if the marks on his neck were still there.

Yu Nianqing's pajamas had a neckline that plunged below her collarbone, making her already elegant neck appear even longer. The V-neckline revealed a large area of ​​her fair and delicate skin. Although the purplish-blue marks from the straps had faded considerably on her creamy white skin, they were still quite striking, cutting off her neck in the middle and ruining the jade-like beauty of her skin.

Looking at the marks left by the straps, Hengxing frowned slightly.

"That person died far too easily yesterday," she thought maliciously.

"Mr. Yu, please apply it again tonight; it hasn't completely disappeared yet," Heng Xing said.

Yu Nianqing felt the warm breath on his skin, which tickled a little. His eyelashes trembled slightly. "Then let's go into the room and apply it."

"That's not a good idea."

Hengxing thought it wouldn't do; it was too offensive.

"Didn't you come into my room before to fix the heating and water pipes?" he joked with a smile.

"It was different before." Heng Xing tried to explain in a serious tone, but his confidence was clearly lacking.

Yes, why are they different?

She herself didn't know that this problem not only troubled her now, but also extended into the next six months.

"Shall we just stand in the hallway?" Yu Nianqing asked her.

"Fine, let's go inside then." Hengxing couldn't think of an answer, so she chose to compromise.

Yu Nianqing stepped aside to let her enter the room first.

Within just a few hours, Yu Nianqing had tidied up the room. The bed was covered with light purple sheets and pillowcases, creating a unified color scheme. A clothes rack with openwork panels next to the bed was neatly filled with clothes, and there was only one chair in the room.

Hengxing sat properly on the chair next to the clothes rack, his posture unlike his usual unrestrained self.

Yu Nianqing sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her helplessly: "Can you even reach it like this?"

From his perspective, Heng Xing looked like he was completely encased in his clothes.

“I can reach it.” Hengxing stretched out his arm to prove himself.

Her palm could reach right up to his ear.

She borrowed the ointment from Yu Nianqing and carefully applied it to him, just like yesterday, trying to avoid causing further harm, and of course, also because she was afraid he would feel uncomfortable.

Resigned, she kicked at the floor, trying to move herself and the chair over together.

"Holy crap."

A sharp pain came from the back of my head.

"What's wrong?" Yu Nianqing asked her anxiously.

"My hair feels like it's tangled in my clothes."

Hengxing put down the ointment, reached behind his head with the back of his hand to touch his hair, trying to untangle it himself.

But she overestimated her abilities.

Thanks to her tireless efforts, she has managed to fasten at least two buttons, whereas she had only managed to fasten one at first.

"Mr. Yu, can you help me? I can't see," she pleaded pitifully.

Yu Nianqing was both amused and exasperated. She walked up to her and helped her untangle her hair.

Hengxing's head was pulled back slightly by her hair, and her gaze was directly on his chest and collarbone. Her ears started to burn again, and she hurriedly tried to turn her head away.

"Don't move." Yu Nianqing's attention was entirely focused on the button that was tangled in the curly hair. When she noticed the person below was still moving around, she immediately pressed down on her head.

"Okay." Hengxing obediently stopped moving.

She could only close her eyes, but after closing her eyes, her perception of the environment improved, the presence of Yu Nianqing's gentle movements behind her head became much more noticeable, and the minty scent lingering around her nose became clearer.

Yu Nianqing: "Will this hurt?"

Hengxing: "No, it's okay if I use a little force. I have a lot of hair, so it's fine if it breaks."

Yu Nianqing: "Captain Heng, why is your hair so dry after you just washed it? What shampoo did you use?"

Hengxing: "I use bar soap. It's cheap, convenient, and great."

Soap is Alpha's favorite cleaning product; it can be used to wash hair, face, and body.

When there is no soap or laundry detergent, Hengxing will also use it to wash clothes.

Yu Nianqing: "It's not good. The cleaning power is too strong. Your hair is already curly, and it will get tangled up if you just shake it. After your hair becomes dry, it is easy for it to become a knot."

No wonder Captain Heng's hair is always fluffy and frizzy, and when it gets static electricity, it stands up and turns into a round afro.

He earnestly told her, "Captain Heng, you have dry skin and dry hair, and your hair is also quite dry. You should use a moisturizing and repairing shampoo regularly. After shampooing, it's best to apply conditioner or a hair mask. After applying it, wait a while and then rinse it off."

After wringing out your hair, it's best to apply hair oil again and then blow-dry it, but these requirements are a bit too demanding for Alpha, who is used to rough hair.

Hengxing thought it was too troublesome after hearing it, "Forget it, just cut the knot off."

Yu Nianqing: "If Captain Heng finds this troublesome, you can wash your hair, wring it out, apply some hair oil, and then blow-dry it."

Hengxing: "No, I never blow-dry my hair."

Alphas are truly stubborn creatures.

“Blow-drying your hair isn’t the point.” Yu Nianqing’s lips twitched. “There’s no harm in applying some, right? Does Captain Heng dislike fragrances? There are unscented essential oils available, which is what I’m using right now.”

Heng Xing felt a headache coming on and quickly changed the subject, "Mr. Yu, is the fragrance on you the smell of shower gel?"

Yu Nianqing understood her meaning and shook her head with a smile, "No, my shower gel is also fragrance-free."

"What you're smelling is probably the fragrance of my clothes."

Hengxing: "Oh."

Does it smell good?

He suddenly had the idea to tease her, because the incense he was using today had jasmine in the top notes and rose in the base notes.

Captain Heng disliked roses.

Heng Xing smelled the slightly sweet minty scent on the tip of his nose and nodded, saying, "It smells very nice."

"Why?" Yu Nianqing asked her with a smile, "Doesn't Captain Heng dislike roses?"

"Huh?" Hengxing asked, confused. "What rose? Isn't it mint flavored?"

Mint?

Yu Nianqing paused for a moment. "Can you only smell mint on me?"

Heng Xing mocked him, "Mr. Yu, don't you even know what you smell like?"

"Maybe I remembered wrong." Yu Nianqing refocused her attention on her hair and buttons, but the turmoil in her mind just wouldn't subside.

After untying her hair, Hengxing left Yu Nianqing's room, holding a small glass bottle of hair oil in her hands, her movements as careful as if she were holding her own heart.

The main reason was that Mr. Yu told her that this thing, which was less than the length of an index finger, cost nearly a thousand star coins.

If it were drinkable, the liquid wouldn't even fill her mouth.

How could this be?

That's so expensive.

It would be a waste not to use it.

Hengxing placed it reverently in front of the sink, and then meticulously washed her hair again, wiping the water from her hands with a tissue. Next, trying to recall the instructions Yu Nianqing had given her, she sparingly squeezed out only a small drop onto her hand and applied it as evenly as possible to her hair.

She decided to use this item, worth a thousand star coins, forever.

After Heng Xing left, Yu Nianqing went to the kitchen to put things away as planned, her steps light and cheerful.

He wasn't mistaken; the incense today was indeed jasmine and rose.

The sweet mint scent that Captain Heng smelled...

It was the scent of his pheromones.

Even when he wasn't feverish, Captain Heng could smell his pheromones.

Does this mean that their pheromones are highly compatible, meaning they are naturally a good match?

The curve of her lips just wouldn't go down.

*

It is now 5 o'clock in spacetime.

Yu Nianqing was woken up by the alarm clock. Still sleepy, she got dressed and washed up, then went out to the kitchen to start making a cake.

Wherever he went, the corridor lights came on.

To get to the kitchen, you have to pass through the driver's cab, which was empty at five in the morning.

The entire spaceship was shrouded in silence. Captain Heng must have been sleeping in his room last night, not playing with his mattress skateboard in the corridor.

He took out an electronic scale, skillfully weighed the ingredients, and set them aside for later use. He didn't look at any recipes at all; the necessary ingredients and cake-making steps were all in his head.

Besides learning some basic courses, the orphanage teaches how to be a perfect stay-at-home Omega; baking cakes and cookies is a piece of cake for him. In addition to cooking, knitting scarves, and making clothes, the orphanage also teaches some techniques for pleasing Alphas in bed.

Place the round mold filled with cake batter into the oven. There's no need to set the temperature; the oven will automatically detect the contents, select the appropriate temperature, and automatically stop heating when the cake reaches its perfect texture.

The oven light came on and started working, and Yu Nianqing began processing the cream and strawberries.

It was three hours later when the last strawberry was placed on the cake.

He leaned on the table, looking at the exquisite cake in front of him, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

He put the cake in the refrigerator to store it, and then he tiredly slumped over the table for a short rest.

He was awakened by the vibration of the terminal on his wrist. When he opened it, he found that it was a text message from Captain Heng, which instantly made him more alert.

[Captain Heng (personal note): Good afternoon, Mr. Yu. Would you like to have a picnic in the bridge?]

[Yu Nianqing: Okay, I'll go right away.]

A smile spread across his face as he got up, took a cake from the refrigerator, placed it on the trolley, and walked toward the driver's seat.

Driver's cab,

Hengxing originally wanted to lay a sheet on the ground as a picnic mat, but worried that the floor would be too cold and his bottom would get cold. After thinking it over, he took two mattresses from his spatial storage and put them on the ground, then laid the sheet on top of them.

Perfect.

She didn't see Mr. Yu on the spaceship today and suspected he had been sleeping in his room the whole time.

To maintain the surprise, Heng Xing deliberately circled the spaceship to avoid running into him when she took the cake out of the room.

This is why, when Yu Nianqing pushed the cake out of the kitchen,

You might just run into a robot vacuum cleaner carrying a cake.

Watching the robot vacuum cleaner carrying a cake pass by at a steady pace,

Mr. Yu, puzzled, stopped and turned around, just in time to see Captain Heng, who was equally puzzled.

Why are there two cakes?

Yu Nianqing fell silent.

The surprises overlapped, which was a bit awkward.

Heng Xing also fell silent.

How can we possibly finish two eight-inch cakes?!

The author notes: "Why does entering Mr. Yu's room feel different now than before?" and "Why are there so many messy questions in the world?" are ranked first in "Captain Heng's Bedtime Thoughts", and the third is "How can I easily earn more star coins".

When being chased by the villains, Captain Heng took out a pair of shoes with roller skates attached from his spatial button, then grabbed Mr. Yu around the waist and skated away.

(PS: The pulleys were clipped off the mattress slide; Captain Heng has exactly four pulleys.)

After calming down outside the bathroom, the author felt that this was somewhat absurd.

Objectively speaking, ice skating can't outrun bullets.

But I still find it really funny, so I thought I'd share it with everyone (hehe) (sending hearts)

I'll be putting up the clips on Tuesday the 10th, and the update time will be adjusted to 11 PM!

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