Afterwards, Rein explained the tears: it was too spicy.
Shang Ke was speechless, what he made was obviously a side dish of clear porridge, where did the spiciness come from? But there was something wrong with Rein. He seemed to have forgotten their relationship, but he was very familiar with his taste. He didn't know what happened to this man after his "death".
That night, Shang Ke was arranged to rest in the room next to Rhine. After getting along for a few hours, he has been well behaved, not even a hint of intimacy. Thinking back then, when he was an Alpha himself, he just said what he said. Now that he has washed himself and sent it to his bowl, he still doesn't say anything
Shang Ke was lying on the bed, quietly feeling the vague pheromone coming from the next door. At the same time, he responded with his own pheromone.
The pheromones released by the two are not strong, like shallow ripples, intertwined and merged, warm and gentle, soothing the lonely souls and leading them into a sweet dreamland.
The next day, Shang Ke got up early to prepare breakfast. Although the mansion has a dedicated chef, he is still used to doing it himself. He felt that the food he made would evoke Lain's memory and remind him of their past as quickly as possible. Of course, it doesn't matter if they can't remember, they can start over.
Tatata, a burst of slightly hurried footsteps came from the stairs. Shang Ke turned his head to look, and saw Rein running downstairs with a sullen expression, and stopped suddenly when he ran to the entrance of the stairs, his eyes fixed on Shang Ke who was standing by the dining table for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Shang Ke's eyes swept over him. Lai's hair was messy at the time, her nightgown was wide open, revealing her strong muscles, and her black panties wrapped her important parts, highlighting her impressive shape.
"It's nothing." Rein walked to Shang Ke's side, and the expression on his face eased slightly until he completely caught his breath.
"There is a mecha competition at 9 o'clock today, do you want to watch it with me?" Shang Ke asked while preparing food.
"Yeah." Rein sat in the main seat, looking like he was waiting to eat.
Shang Ke took a pause, smiled and said, "Dear Major General, can you please go back to your room to wash up before you eat?"
Although it hurts someone's image, he can't bear to have a pleasant breakfast with a man with eye mucus.
It was only then that Rein realized that he was disfigured, and went upstairs silently.
When he reappeared, he became a dignified and dignified general.
Rein started to eat, and Shang Ke helped him open today's news.
The food in Rein's bowl bottomed out, and Shang Ke naturally helped him fill it up.
Rein put down the cutlery, and Shang Ke handed out a hot drink.
Rein picked up the napkin, and Shang Ke ordered the waiter to clear the table.
The two acted in harmony like family members who had lived together for a long time.
Rein naturally also noticed that his familiarity, closeness, and trust in this person... all showed one thing, their previous relationship was unusual.
"Let's go."
The two left the mansion and drove to the athletic center where the mecha competition was held.
Shang Ke felt that Lein's attitude towards life was dull and negative today, and he lost his enthusiasm in the past, as if there was nothing in this world that could arouse his interest.
So Shang Ke planned to take advantage of the vacation to take him to experience the blood and passion again.
The arena was full of people, with thousands of Alphas and Betas gathered, and the smell of this pheromone was everywhere. On such occasions, Omegas generally seldom set foot, unless the inhibitor was used, and stayed in the VIP room with isolation effect. Otherwise such a strong pheromone is enough to drive them crazy.
Shang can still book a VIP room as an officer. There are more than a dozen games, and at least it will take 5 or 6 hours. You can eat directly here at noon.
At the beginning of the game, two mechas flew out of the passage one after another, each showing their gorgeous operation and combat skills.
Rein looked at the interlaced battle scene on the big screen, and a vague memory flashed in his mind... The swarming bugs, the high-spirited figure, the scars that were flying with flesh and blood...
"Phil!" Lein suddenly called out.
"What?" Shang Ke turned his head for unknown reasons.
Rein stared at him closely, the madness that suddenly appeared in his eyes gradually disappeared, and calm returned.
"Go back." Lain got up and walked out.
"Don't watch?" Shang Ke hurriedly followed.
Rein paused, and before Shang Ke bumped into him, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist.
"Go to the training room, let's have a game by ourselves." In the deep voice, there was a bit of suppressed emotion.
The two walked out of the VIP room and happened to meet the two who came out of the next room. Shang Ke took a closer look, and one of them was still an acquaintance.
"Huh? Major General Lancelot." Zeka gave a military salute with a slightly surprised look on his face.
Behind Zeka stood a young man, about 20 years old, with a handsome appearance, a flushed face, a spring color between his brows and eyes, and a few suspicious traces faintly revealed under his neckline. Although he used an inhibitor, the lust that remained on his body, like a poppy, exuded an aura that made Alpha restless.
Shang Ke held his breath and glanced at Zeka. This flowery girl even took Omega to the arena to play passion. More importantly, this Omega is not the Ryan he is pursuing.
"Are you planning to go out for dinner?" Zeka warmly invited, "Why don't we go together?"
"No need." Rein coldly refused, releasing his own pheromone at the same time, isolating the Omega's breath from Shang Ke's perception.
He embraced Shang Ke, passed Zeka and walked straight out of the arena.
After getting in the car, Shang Ke recalled the scene just now. Facing Omega's erotic pheromone, even himself, he couldn't help it, but Laine didn't seem to be affected at all. The pheromone on his body was extremely stable, like an insulator. Generally, block the other party without hesitation.
Shang Ke remembered his "politeness" to him again, and secretly guessed that his man would not become cold, right
If it were someone else, Shang Ke wouldn't think too much, but for a mobile hormone maker, abstinence is simply a fantasy.
So, is there really something wrong with his ability
Shang Ke couldn't help but cast an affectionate look at him, "Even if you can never rise again, I will never abandon you".
Rein: "… "
The two soon came to the training camp and entered the training room dedicated to Rhine.
"You choose one?" Lainrang Shangke to choose the battle item at will.
Shang Ke swiped quickly and chose "Racing Dodge".
The so-called racing dodge is to dodge virtual obstacles while running on a moving field. The speed is from slow to fast, testing the warrior's physical fitness, speed, movement vision, agility, balance and physical coordination.
When the countdown to the start of the game is over, the monk Rein can start at the same time, and move flexibly and jump in the virtual space full of obstacles.
As the speed of movement became faster and faster, countless afterimages appeared around the two, like ghosts, strange and elusive.
"Come on, the major general's training room has activated the competitive mode!" Outside the training room, a soldier shouted excitedly.
Nearby people immediately gathered around and applied to the system to watch the game, but within five seconds, permission was granted. Because Rein didn't set up to hide, as long as someone applied, they would pass.
The screen lights up, and everyone only sees heavy phantoms, leaping and galloping among the fast-moving obstacles.
"Oh my God, it's been more than 30 minutes." Speed evasion is advanced every 5 minutes, and ordinary soldiers can last up to 15 minutes.
More than 30 minutes can definitely be called a metamorphosis level.
"Who is the one who is competing with the Major General? Do you want to be so good?"
It is understandable that Rein has such achievements, but it is unbelievable that the other person can be on par with him.
"Could it be Zeka?"
"Impossible, he went on a date with the beauty today."
"There are such powerful characters in our camp?"
"Have you forgotten someone?"
"Who?"
"Major Fillmore."
Rhine's eyes were shining, and the flying hair was dripping with crystal beads of sweat.
Faster, faster!
He was immersed in the thrill of competition, the pheromone full of fighting intent was released without any scruples, the sweat soaked him, the tight muscles, revealing the powerful strength, as if breaking free from the shackles, free and wild.
At this moment, Rein's pupils shrank suddenly, and the people around him fought back under his suppression. A familiar and tempting pheromone rushed towards his face, instantly igniting his desire, and an unprecedented pleasure swept through his body.
Rein suddenly stopped and let the obstacle hit him, and then came the sound of the system announcing "challenge failed".
Shang Ke also stopped, raised his wet hair, his eyes were bright, and excitedly shouted to Rein: "I won!"
Rein didn't respond to his shout, bowed his head, and stood quietly in the middle of the field.
Shang Ke walked over with a puzzled look, tilted his head and asked, "Lein, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Shang Ke felt that his whole body was wrapped in the other party's pheromones, and the strands of pheromones were like snakes, wandering around him, and the fiery breath slid across his skin and followed his path. His legs, a little bit into his hole.
Shang Ke subconsciously wanted to close his legs, but he still couldn't stop the invasion of this pheromone.
Rein slowly raised his head, walked to Shang Ke step by step, and looked at him fixedly. The two of them pressed their bodies so tightly that they could almost feel each other's heat.
Rein lowered his head, pecking at his eyes, his nose, his lips... Pulling off his coat button, pulling down his trousers... All the way down...
Shang Ke's whole body was tense, looking at the man kneeling in front of him on one knee, his mind went dizzy.
With the deepening of contact, the strong lust burns the sanity of the two. Shang Ke didn't know when he was crushed to the ground, the pheromone that had penetrated into the body was replaced by a harder and hot object, and began to impact violently.
Under the man's beast-like attack, Shang Ke let out a low, hoarse moan uncontrollably.
Sweat soaked the clothes of the two, and the hot bodies entangled and collided.
Shang Ke's shirt was open, his trousers were thrown aside, and his two slender and even legs were clinging to Lain's waist.
Lain's clothes were only slightly messy, and he looked at Shang Ke with a very aggressive look, matching the rhythm of his waist, reaching the deepest every time...
"Why did Major General Lancelot suddenly stop?" Outside the training room, the soldiers looked puzzled when they saw the screen that was still at the end of the game.
"Probably don't want to compare?"
"39 minutes is already very good. I want to know if it is Fillmore who is playing against Major General."
"Me too!"
"Same as above."
The soldiers were eagerly waiting outside the training room, but no one came out when they waited and waited, so they couldn't help but wonder.
"It's been 40 minutes, why haven't you come out yet?" the soldiers complained.
Another hour passed, and the door to the training room was still closed.
Two hours later, when the soldiers finished their dinner, there was still no movement.
Three hours, four hours… until the soldiers lost interest and stopped paying attention.