Chapter 8

Lu Xi was chatting with Mother Wen when there was a noise at the door, and Wen Qingmo in a suit walked in.

“Yo, Qingmo, I didn’t expect you to come so early, I thought you would be the last one to arrive.” Mother Wen patted the sofa beside her and motioned Wen Qingmo to sit down.

A smile appeared on Wen Qingmo’s face, he loosened his tie, and his eyes passed over Lu Xi, as if he didn’t see her, and fell directly on Wen’s mother’s face: “Why, it’s rare to have a meal together.”

“You know it’s rare,” Mother Wen complained, “I know work and work every day…”

“What’s Alpha doing when he’s not working? He’s at the working age now, and you don’t have to keep sending him home.”

Probably hearing the movement, Father Wen came out of the study with a straight face. Seeing Father Wen, the smile on Wen Qingmo’s face faded slightly, and he bowed slightly at Father Wen: “Father.”

Father Wen let out a “hmm”, with the same serious look: “Where’s your brother?”

“Qiu Han said he would come later.”

“Hurry him up.”

“Okay, I’ll tell him now.”

Lu Xi, who was sitting next to Wen’s mother, watched their conversation quietly the whole time, and only after Wen’s father returned to the study did she relax.

Although he didn’t say anything excessive, Lu Xi just felt that being in the same room with him was very stressful.

Moreover, judging from Wen Qingmo’s performance just now, the conversation between him and Wen’s mother was naturally close, but when facing Wen’s father, he became extremely distant, not like a father and son, but more like a superior and a subordinate.

Lu Xi reckons that Wen’s father and mother’s thinking is still very traditional, that is, they think that they should be strict with Alpha, and only need to be pampered for Omega. They have always been educated according to the goal of raising their son into a dragon and phoenix, so strict that it is almost cruel. .

Mother Wen still seems to feel sorry for her son, but she is just a weak Omega and has no right to speak in the family, so the current ruler of the entire Wen family is still Father Wen.

“Hey, try the dessert made by your little sister Xiaoxi.”

Mother Wen said, pointing to the pudding on the tea table: “Orange flavor, very well made, try it soon.”

Wen Qingmo hesitated for a moment, looked between Lu Xi and Pudding for a while, but still refused: “It seems that Xiao…Xiaoxi made it for you, what should I eat?”

At this moment, Lu Xi felt that she could not sit like a log, she should at least make a sound, she also pointed to her own pudding, and said with a little restraint: “It’s nothing, brother, you can taste it too, if you like me Make one for you too.”

Wen Qingmo glanced at her in surprise, with a polite smile on his lips: “Then I will be disrespectful.”

Mother Wen said on the side: “If it’s delicious, you can also learn how to make it. If you fancy an Omega in the future, you can make it and give it to others.”

“Mom,” Wen Qingmo’s voice revealed deep helplessness, “I have no plans to get married yet.”

“You’re almost thirty. You have a career and a family. Otherwise, I’ll arrange some blind dates for you…” Mother Wen suggested.

“No,” Wen Qingmo raised his hand to signal Mother Wen not to talk any more, with a depressed expression on his face, “I don’t need it.”

“Indeed, according to your conditions, blind dates are not very necessary, but…”

Wen Qingmo sighed: “I didn’t mean that…”

But he didn’t continue to refute, and sat next to Wen’s mother. When Wen’s mother said something, he responded perfunctorily with a blank face. Lu Xi watched quietly by the side, feeling very strange.

Wen Qingmo is such a cold and tyrannical boss, there will be such a time when life is so unrequited…

Sure enough, no matter what world you go to, even the ABO world, no one can escape the marriage urge.

“Auntie, I’m thirsty, do you have any drinks at home?”

Mother Wen was rambling on, when Lu Xi suddenly interrupted and asked.

“Drinks? By the way, I just bought you the fruit wine you like yesterday, Xiaoxi, but I forgot to take it out. Come on, I’ll get it for you now.”

Mother Wen was distracted from the topic. She stood up from the sofa and walked towards the place where the fruit wine was placed.

Wen Qingmo leaned back and let out a long sigh of relief. He glanced at Lu Xi who was sitting at the other end of the sofa, hesitating whether to say thank you.

If so, what if Lu Xi either helps him or simply wants to have a drink…

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and hesitated for a few seconds. Mother Wen came back with a few bottles of fruit wine: “Come on, Xiaoxi, drink your favorite lychee wine first.”

“thanks.”

Lu Xi took it and was about to unscrew it when Mother Wen suddenly said, “She can’t unscrew it, please help little sister Xiaoxi.”

Lu Xi stopped twisting the bottle cap halfway, and turned his eyes to Wen Qingmo.

If it was her before transmigrating, she might not be able to unscrew the bottle cap.

But now, she is an Alpha, let alone a bottle cap, she can smash the bottle with one hand.

But still have to honestly install O.

“Let me come.” Wen Qingmo’s expression remained unchanged, he took the fruit wine from Lu Xi’s hand, and unscrewed the cap.

“Thank you brother.”

As soon as Lu Xi thanked him, he saw Wen Qingmo’s face change slightly. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Mother Wen didn’t understand, so she said, “What’s the matter, did you get it?”

“No, it just got on your hands, go wash it off.”

Wen Qingmo walked into the bathroom without looking back, and locked the door behind her.

He put his hand off the doorknob, and the blue blood vessels on the back of his hand throbbed a few times. Wen Qingmo rubbed his arm to relieve the pain that suddenly exploded from his arm.

damn it.

The heat season came again.

Wen Qingmo raised his head, his eyebrows in the mirror were tightly furrowed, his expression was gloomy.

He remembered that it had only been more than ten days since the last estrus period.

Although Song Xuan had told him a long time ago that secondary differentiation in adulthood would make estrus unstable and frequent, and he was mentally prepared, but when it really happened, Wen Qingmo still couldn’t help but feel depressed.

However, the reaction during this estrus period seems to be less serious than last time, and the physical pain is completely within the tolerable range, Wen Qingmo finally has some comfort in his heart.

Wen Qingmo didn’t dare to delay, quickly took out the suppressant needle that he carried with him, and injected himself with it.

The needle tip pierced the skin, and the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, pushing the liquid into his body continuously.

Suppressive needles are the fastest and best effective. The only disadvantage is that they are expensive, very expensive, very expensive, so the most popular on the market is still the suppressive patch.

After one injection, Wen Qingmo wrapped up the empty needle tube and put it back in his pocket. He put down his sleeves, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual about him, he opened the door and walked out with his usual expression.

“I’ll go and see if the kitchen is ready. If you’re hungry, eat something to fill your belly.”

Mother Wen took a bag of dried fruit and put it in Lu Xi’s hands, and walked out of the living room by herself.

Lu Xi obediently responded, unconsciously pinching the dried fruit in his hand.

Although the time was very short, she did smell Wen Qingmo’s pheromone during the period from Wen Qingmo’s face change to when she walked into the bathroom.

Judging by Mother Wen’s appearance, she probably didn’t smell it.

But rather than smelling it, it’s more like a feeling, a feeling that directly touches the soul, which can make Lu Xi feel Wen Qingmo’s pheromone instantly.

But then again, Wen Qingmo’s estrus is even more irregular than many girls’ aunts…

How many days have passed, and it came again.

Wen Qingmo came out of the bathroom very quickly, Lu Xi looked at him, rubbed against Wen Qingmo, and asked in a low voice, “Are you okay?”

Wen Qingmo glanced at her quite unexpectedly, then looked around to confirm that Wen’s father and Wen’s mother were not there, and through the sound of the TV, he said softly: “You can…?”

To be honest, even he himself smelled his pheromones only after he walked into the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xi could feel it so quickly.

This made Wen Qingmo feel that everything about herself could not be concealed from her.

“Uh…” Lu Xi cleared his throat, “I just smelled it a bit, but it’s gone now, so they shouldn’t notice.”

Wen Qingmo’s subtle expression, coupled with the “unexpectedly” he just said, made Lu Xi suddenly think of a passage he saw while searching for information.

A mark, even a temporary mark, would make Alpha the Omega’s shelter.

Alpha can detect any subtle pheromone fluctuations of Omega, so as to appease it at the first time.

shelter or something…

Only then did Lu Xi feel that he had a more real understanding of this ABO world.

The man in front of her was 1.8 meters tall, and her figure was that of an adult male after training. In her original world, no matter how she said it, Wen Qingmo couldn’t be associated with words like comfort and shelter.

But now, she is his Alpha.

Lu Xi swallowed hard and scratched his hair: “Then…do you need my help?”

Wen Qingmo glanced at the watch hanging on the wall, lowered his head, Lu Xi could barely see his lips moving: “Wait until evening… I will send you a message if necessary, please pay attention to your phone.”

As soon as the words fell, the roar of the car came from far and near, and finally stopped firmly in the front yard.

Coincidentally, Mother Wen also came out of the kitchen at this moment. She looked out the window and hurried out.

Wen Qiuhan is here.

Lu Xi straightened her back all of a sudden, and unconsciously rubbed the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

After moving away from the villa, this was the first time she saw Wen Qiuhan.

Lu Xi has never been very willing to come into contact with such arrogant and flamboyant people, no matter if it is a man or a woman, not to mention that in the original book, Wen Qiuhan personally ended “her” life.

Seeing that Lu Xi was obviously nervous, Wen Qingmo glanced at her quickly, and then looked away.

— “This time… this time it’s true, we broke up completely, I don’t like him anymore, really.”

Wen Qingmo recalled what Lu Xi said that day in his mind.

really.

Say what you don’t like.

In fact, he still cared about Wen Qiuhan.