This Omega is Immune to All Abilities

Chapter 66

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After Yi Jiamu finished speaking, the surroundings were silent for a moment.

I don't know if Gu Yesheng was frightened by such a straightforward expression, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Yi Jiamu thought for a while, and in order to express his attitude more clearly, he suddenly stroked down and licked Gu Yesheng's glands lightly.

Under such excessive provocation, Gu Yesheng's back trembled slightly.

Without waiting for Yi Jiamu to say anything, the next second, he suddenly turned around and held his shoulder.

Although the light was not turned on, Yi Jiamu could notice the scarlet red in the corner of Gu Yesheng's eyes, full of passion and desire, through the faint light leaking in from the window.

There was a heavy breathing in the low hoarse voice, and an indescribable temptation: "Yi Jiamu, this is what you said."

Yi Jiamu gave a low "um" and smiled at him: "Let's start."

The permission expressed clearly for the second time finally made Gu Yesheng exert his last restraint.

The exhaustion of his body and the collision in his mind kept him on the verge of eruption all the time. After he relaxed at this moment, he was replaced by an undisguised possessiveness under the temptation of Omega pheromones.

The breath belonging to Alpha suddenly trapped Yi Jiamu secretly and intensely, and he was turned over like this, and Gu Yesheng pressed him tightly under it.

As if a declaration, the person behind him licked the position of his gland in the same way, and then bit deeply.

The breath of narcissus that roared out in an instant engulfed all the sourness of the green plum.

The overwhelming pheromone filled the entire corner in an instant.

Yi Jiamu could clearly feel the difference between this time and the susceptible period. He instinctively grabbed the pillow in front of him. Gu Yesheng grabbed his slender wrist and held it firmly.

As the temporary mark progressed, the pheromone belonging to Alpha began to pour into the body frantically.

Yi Jiamu could feel that his whole body was inevitably a little weak, and under Gu Yesheng's confinement, he pulled the messy sheet tightly into his palm, and his fingers were deeply embedded.

I don't know if it's because Gu Yesheng is in urgent need of venting, or because it's the first time the two have marked, so the whole process seems extremely long.

It was also the first time that Yi Jiamu had such an intimate contact with an Alpha. While his face was red, the pheromone belonging to the Alpha suddenly melted into his body, causing bursts of enthusiasm to appear in his mind.

All thoughts were cloudy for a moment.

At this moment, I can really feel that Gu Yesheng needs him so much.

As if a simple mark could not be satisfied at all, after the end of the first time, Gu Yesheng woke up again and again several times throughout the night.

As if looking for some kind of sustenance, he pressed hard on Yi Jiamu, and then he continued to ask for solace again and again.

Under the emotional torture of madly wanting to vent, Gu Yesheng's movements were inevitably a bit rude, but with the only trace of reason he left, he kept as gentle as possible.

With such excessively intense repeated markings, Yi Jiamu inevitably felt a little hot in his eye sockets several times out of a physiological instinctive reaction.

But in order not to affect Gu Yesheng's mood, he buried his head in the pillow, but whimpered in a low voice.

After tossing and turning, gradually, both of them almost lost their ability to think.

This is an instinctive dependence and consolation between each other, little by little, until all the strength in the whole body is emptied little by little, and finally it is completely exhausted.

Finally, with Gu Yesheng's deep kiss on the gland, everything around finally returned to silence.

Yi Jiamu still had faint tears in the corners of his eyes. He raised his dry eyes and looked at him. He could see Gu Yesheng who was breathing deeply beside him. In this way, the lock on his eyebrows finally loosened.

Feeling that he had no strength in his body, Yi Jiamu finally raised his hand and gently touched this overly beautiful face.

Just as he thought before, being marked by Gu Yesheng, he really didn't feel any regrets.

Because like it.

I don't know when it started, but I just love it.

And at this moment, he finally left the mark of this person on his body, complete and clear.

Probably because he was being tossed too fiercely, Yi Jiamu slept in a daze until noon the next day and woke up faintly.

All the windows in the room have been opened, which has dissipated a lot of the ambiguous pheromone smell in the room.

When I looked up, I could see the lunch box on the table.

A familiar figure was sitting on the sofa, and seemed to suddenly look over here as if inductively: "Awake?"

Yi Jiamu rubbed his sore eyes, and slowly sat up with the quilt in his arms.

He looked at Gu Yesheng for a long time, and made sure that he had returned to the way he usually knew, and then he was a little relieved.

With a low reply, Yi Jiamu was about to get out of bed to take a shower, but as soon as he stepped on the ground, he suddenly felt a little weak on his feet, and quickly supported the bedside table with his eyes and hands to avoid falling to the ground.

Gu Yesheng noticed such a movement, and immediately ran over to support him: "What's wrong?"

Yi Jiamu was familiar with such a vague feeling of numbness, and then got used to it a little: "It's okay, just a little weak."

You don't have to think about it to know, it must be because you have tossed and tossed so many times last night.

Gu Yesheng felt Yi Jiamu's sad gaze, and felt apologetic in his heart, but couldn't help laughing: "It's my fault, I couldn't control it."

Yi Jiamu pursed the corners of his lips. After thinking for a while, he said very objectively: "It seems that in the future, before the game, we must never do such a thing."

Gu Yesheng helped him walk to the bathroom and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Why, how many more times do you want to mark?"

Yi Jiamu glanced back at him with a calm tone: "If you need it, you can find me at any time."

Judging from Gu Yesheng's current state, such pheromone treatment is obviously very effective. If his pheromone can make Gu Yesheng less tortured, of course Yi Jiamu is very willing.

Gu Yesheng looked at Yi Jiamu fixedly, feeling inexplicable.

Since his parents died in that accident, he can't remember how long he hasn't had this feeling of being cherished by others.

The heart that should have been numb was softly messed up at this moment, and he didn't even notice it. When he smiled, there was a gentle light in his eyes: "Okay, I wrote it down."

Yi Jiamu nodded, turned and walked into the bathroom.

After a short wash, he simply took a shower, and after coming out, he sat at the table with the lunch box prepared by Gu Yesheng.

Today is the last day of the top six competition, but because Gu Yesheng said that he has already asked for leave, he no longer needs to rush to the scene to watch the game, so he simply fills his stomach first.

It can be seen that the lunch box has been heated at all times, and it is still warm in the mouth.

After eating, Yi Jiamu felt that he regained some strength. He looked up at Gu Yesheng's figure packing up his things, and was silent, and asked, "Senior, do you usually offend anyone?"

Gu Yesheng looked puzzled: "Why do you ask that?"

Yesterday, because Gu Yesheng was in a wrong state, Yi Jiamu didn't tell him what Ji Wenxing said. At this time, seeing that it had returned to normal, he did not continue to hide it.

After listening to Yi Jiamu, Gu Yesheng was silent for a moment: "Understood, I will investigate this matter."

Yi Jiamu said: "However, if Yongwang wins today, there is still a chance that we will collide again in the following games, right?"

Gu Yesheng rubbed his head gently, squinting his eyes as if he was enjoying such an action: "There's no need to worry, just think about countermeasures when the time comes."

After Chongxing returned from the arena, they gathered in the reception room to wait for Yang Xingwen's team to arrive.

By the way, I brought back the morning battle report.

Yongwang unsurprisingly defeated Flange and won the second place in the group to advance to the semi-finals.

Yi Jiamu was obviously not very happy when he heard the news, and the corners of his mouth lowered slightly.

Yesterday, after Yi Jiamu ran out to sleep, Zhen Jingyao took Xiang Zhuo directly into his room, and Gu Yesheng asked the two of them for leave early in the morning. Now the whole Yiyuan Club knows that they are alone and sleep alone. matter.

After talking about the game-related business, he couldn't help but secretly looked at the two of them.

Zhuo Ming's heart was itching and he was thinking about the entry point of the gossip. He accidentally glanced at the position of Yi Jiamu's neck. Looking at the faintly red piece, he was immediately nailed to the same place, and he couldn't say anything. Exported.

As an Omega, he certainly knew how sensitive and private the location of this gland was.

But judging from the current scope, how maddened Gu Yesheng was last night!

No wonder he even took a leave of absence from the game this morning. This is a rhythm that makes people completely unable to get out of bed? !

Following Zhuo Ming's explicit line of sight, Xu Yi also noticed the eye-catching sight on Yi Jiamu's neck.

But after a glance, he lightly retracted his gaze and cleared his throat: "Speaking of which, Gu Yesheng, it seems that you had a good rest last night? Judging from your mental state, it is obviously much better than yesterday."

In this meaningful tone, Gu Yesheng didn't feel hot at all, and smiled softly: "Someone takes care of it, of course it's a good rest."

Although they all knew the meaning of his words, listening to him say it in such a shameless tone still caused others to cough uncontrollably.

Damn, it's just a villain! Can you be a little more cheeky? !

Gu Yesheng ignored them, walked to Yi Jiamu in a scattered manner, put his jacket on his shoulders, and raised his eyes with a smile that was not a smile: "I can't be envious."

The whole place was silent for a while.

Xiang Zhuo and Zhen Jingyao watched a romantic drama in their room for one night, but at this moment they silently looked away.

Damn, lose!

Yi Jiamu didn't pay attention at first, but felt the lead role that Gu Yesheng drew for him in his understatement, and then he reacted.

The ambiguous picture from last night suddenly appeared in my mind, and my face suddenly burned with fire, and I could not wait to find a corner to hide.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the reception room, and Yang Xingwen pushed the door and walked in: "Yo, everyone is already here."

In his capacity, there are actually a lot of things to be busy every day. As a result, after a phone call yesterday, he really brought the entire medical team here today, which still makes everyone in Chongxing feel very grateful.

"Don't worry, I will be present throughout this test to ensure the fairness of the results." Yang Xingwen said, glanced calmly at Zhu Yanghui, who was following behind, and the latter couldn't help but wipe his sweat with a handkerchief. .

Lu Zexiu: "Mr. Yang has worked hard."

"It's not hard work, it's just a little effort." Yang Xingwen put it lightly, turned his eyes, and finally landed on Yi Jiamu who was standing in the distance. He walked over with a smile, "Student Yi Jiamu, we meet again."

Yi Jiamu actually had a relationship with this Mr. Yang, and subconsciously replied, "Hello."

Yang Xingwen's demeanor was kind: "Remember when I said last time, do you think you are a bit like one of my seniors?"

Yi Jiamu nodded: "Remember."

"Correct now, I'm glad I didn't admit my mistake at that time." Yang Xingwen smiled slightly, but his tone was very respectful, "When you go home next time, please greet Mr. Yi for me."

When Yi Jiamu heard the words, his face finally showed a little stunned: "You, know my grandfather?"

The author has something to say: In order not to be a dog, Narcissus is also very hard~(bushi