Chapter 68 Sleeping in someone's arms
Zhao Mingzhuo took a closer look at the document.
"---Guess who did it."
The comments from fellow netizens unanimously guessed that it was the nanny and the poor little thing Guan Ju mentioned when she shared the cookies last time.
Especially Duan Ze's reply.
It's obvious at a glance that the other party knows who it is.
That's quite normal.
Duan Ze and Guan Ju have always had a good relationship.
As for Fu Jingchuan, he is currently in Hong Kong. After taking over the company, he spends his days either dealing with work or disciplining his nominal younger brother, who is a few years younger than him and whom he picked up from outside.
He's been so busy lately that he didn't even have time for his engagement.
Zhao Mingzhuo clicked on the picture and took a closer look at the ordinary bowl of egg noodles. His emotions were no longer as intense and rippled as before when other Omegas appeared around Guan Ju.
Everything seemed to have returned to calm.
He knew that deep down, his feelings for Guan Ju still remained.
But to call it liking is less accurate than to describe it as a feeling of resentment stemming from a ten-year-long unrequited love.
Zhao Mingzhuo stared at the enlarged image of egg noodles on his phone screen and suddenly thought of Wen Song. Wen Song also liked to cook egg broth noodles, and her usual recipe was a poached egg with three small green vegetables.
Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the plating methods are extremely similar.
This bowl of noodles
Could it have been Wen Song who did it?
This mere speculation made Zhao Mingzhuo feel a little short of breath and unable to breathe.
That's impossible.
Given Wen Song's honest and obedient nature, he would never get involved with Guan Ju after their breakup, especially since they had just broken up.
If there really was a situation, it was definitely Guan Ju who made the first move.
but---
Guan Ju has no Omega needs, so why does she choose Wen Song?
He must have been too tired and exhausted lately to have this hallucination. After all, Wen Song isn't the only one in the world who would cook egg noodles like this.
Zhao Mingzhuo calmed himself down.
I liked Guan Sui's post on WeChat Moments.
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Guan Ju had no idea what Zhao Mingzhuo was thinking when he saw the post on his WeChat Moments. He simply thought that the tables had turned and that he felt good after showing off. He then grabbed a hairdryer and quickly dried his hair.
In the restroom.
As soon as Wen Song entered, he smelled the scent of freesia shower gel and Alpha agave pheromones.
It smells wonderful.
It was even stronger than the scent I smelled on the coat.
That's normal, though. Guan Ju has top-tier pheromones, so she takes off the suppressor patch during her shower. Spending half an hour naked in a cramped space will naturally leave behind an Alpha scent.
When the showerhead was turned on, the steam made the mirror appear hazy.
After taking off her clothes, Wen Song stood under the showerhead, feeling the warm water flowing over her head, mixed with the Alpha agave pheromones permeating the air.
He closed his eyes and carefully washed his hair, rinsing off the foam. He opened his eyes, stood up straight under the shower, squeezed out two pumps of shower gel, and slowly spread and evenly applied it to his arms and lower abdomen.
There is one thing Wen Song must admit.
He also harbored desires for Guan Ju that were not entirely innocent.
However, their mild-mannered and slow-to-warm-up personality serves as a protective shield, making them appear indifferent to such matters.
If Guan Ju really brought it up, Wen Song would definitely accept the invitation, according to his own thoughts.
First, he rarely refuses others.
Secondly, Guan Ju is no stranger.
The scent of Alph agave gradually faded, washed away by the shower gel, leaving only the scent of freesia in the narrow, cramped bathroom.
Wen Song let out a breath.
Reach out and turn off the shower.
When I was renting the apartment, I thought that a two-bedroom apartment would be too expensive, so I only rented a one-bedroom apartment.
Thinking that it wouldn't be too late to rent a two-bedroom apartment after Song Lanxue's surgery, he planned to stay in Suicheng for a while until she recovered enough to return to Qingshan Town. In addition, since he didn't usually have any friends visiting his home, he never considered the issue of having someone stay overnight.
But now—
The incident happened suddenly, and Guan Ju did not give him any prior notice.
They will have to sleep in the same bed tonight.
Wen Song dried himself off and quickly put on his clothes.
I opened the bathroom door and went out. I saw Guan Sui, whose hair had already been dried, sitting on the sofa working on her laptop.
Hearing the sound, Alpha looked up and headed towards the bathroom.
"Are you done washing?"
When his gaze fell upon Wen Song's damp hair, he temporarily placed the notebook that was between his legs on the coffee table.
He casually picked up the hairdryer next to him, waved to the other person, and said, "Come here, I'll dry your hair for you."
Wen Song did not refuse. He walked over and sat down next to Guan Ju, turning his back to her.
"Buzzing—"
A hot breeze blew by, and slender, well-proportioned, and cool fingers slipped through his damp hair, touching his scalp. The movements were very gentle, as if afraid of pulling his hair, and the technique was slightly clumsy.
It's obvious that Alpha has never blow-dried anyone's hair.
Wen Song sat upright, his back taut.
It wasn't nervousness, just the effect of being touched by Guan Ju's fingers.
"Does it hurt?" Guan Ju asked, turning off the hairdryer.
Wen Song: "Hmm? It doesn't hurt."
Guan Sui reached out and touched Wen Song's stiff, tense back. "It looks like you're enduring pain."
Wen Song: "...No."
"It feels a little bit comfortable."
Especially when Guan Ju's icy fingers touched her scalp, again and again, it was like giving her a brain massage.
Guan Ju hadn't expected it to be for this reason.
"Then I'll keep playing."
After saying that, she turned on the hairdryer and continued to dry Wen Song's hair.
The couple's act only ended after the ends of their hair were dried.
"It's getting late, are you getting ready for bed?" Guan Sui asked, putting away the hair dryer.
Wen Song's biological clock has always been very health-conscious.
I maintain a regular sleep schedule of going to bed early and waking up early every day.
It's almost ten o'clock now without me realizing it. Drowsiness is creeping over me, and I can't help but yawn.
“That’s right.” Wen Song nodded.
"There's only one room in the house, so..."
After a long pause, he said, "You might have to sleep with me tonight."
Guan Ju smiled and said, "Okay. I don't mind sleeping in the wrong bed or being in a particular spot."
Wen Song glanced at the laptop on the coffee table and asked, "So, are you going to continue working now, or do we go to sleep together?"
Guan Ju skillfully saved all the software and shut down the laptop.
"I'll go to sleep with you."
Wen Song stood up, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the coat pocket hanging on the coat rack.
"Let's go." Guan Sui closed the notebook and pushed it further inside.
The room wasn't very big, but it was cozy and tidy, with very few things and almost no loose items.
The only thing on the bedside table was a mushroom-shaped warm-light lamp.
"Where would you like to sleep?" Wen Song asked, lifting the blanket.
Guan Sui: "Closer to the light."
Wen Song nodded.
When the two lay down on the bed together, the incandescent light was turned off, and the mushroom-shaped warm light table lamp was turned on.
Wen Song hid under the covers, feeling as if all the sounds around her had disappeared completely.
This was the first time he had shared a bed with an Alpha while possessing independent consciousness and being fully aware of his surroundings.
As soon as I lay down, my drowsiness vanished.
The scent of agave pheromones emanating from the Alpha beside him seemed to envelop him.
It was far more intense than the smell I usually get.
"Did you not use any suppression patches?" Wen Song asked.
Guan Ju was also very conscious.
He's only twenty-five, he's already had his fill of sex, and the Beta he likes is lying next to him, so controlling him is a bit difficult.
Upon hearing this, his cool voice became slightly lower, "I tore it off when I was taking a shower just now, and I forgot to take the sticker out of my suitcase."
The main reason is that Guan Ju believes Wen Song is a beta, and even if his pheromones create several heat waves in the air, the other party will not be able to detect them, let alone react to Alph pheromones.
Wen Song will indeed not be affected.
But that doesn't stop him from lying in the same bed with an Alpha and feeling an electric shock all over his body when he smells agave pheromones.
The images of that intimate encounter suddenly played back in my mind frame by frame, like a movie.
"What's wrong?" Guan Ju turned over to face Wen Song, who was lying flat.
The two were very close, with only a fist's distance between them.
No one knew that Wen Song was a special Beta who could smell pheromones, not even Guan Ju.
He said, "It's nothing."
With the person she liked by her side, Guan Ju couldn't sleep at all. At this moment, she said, "Do you still remember that you owe me a hug?"
Wen Song opened his eyes and thought about it seriously for a while.
I immediately realized that Alpha meant to help transfer to another hospital, and that when my grandmother's condition improved, he said "thank you," and the other person suggested a different way to express his gratitude, which was a hug, to which he replied with a "1".
"Do you want a hug now?" Wen Song asked.
Guan Ju: "Yes, I will."
Wen Song held his breath and moved closer to Alpha.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, their breathing unusually clear in the quiet environment.
He slowly reached out and hugged Guan Ju.
Alpha's breathing was noticeably off-beat.
Wen Song rested his forehead on Guan Ju's shoulder, closed his eyes, and dared not open them, inhaling the intoxicating Alph essence. He nuzzled the other's neck with his head and said in a rather indistinct tone:
"sleep."
"I have to go to work tomorrow."
Guan Ju lowered his head and placed a kiss on the top of Beta's head as he hugged him.
Speaking in a softer, more affectionate tone:
"good evening."
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