The Last Love

CHAPTER 59

When Han Jiangque returned, it was already late at night, and he probably thought that Wen Ke was asleep, so he crept off his clothes and went to bed, only to be suddenly tightly wrapped around his neck by Wen Ke, and he couldn't help but be startled.
"Haven't you slept
yet?" Han Jiangque's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Nothing." Wen Ke curled the person up on Han Jiangque's chest and stomped on the instep of Han Jiangque's feet with his toes: "I was thinking about things." Wen



Ke was slender, but not very tall.
Compared with the tall Fu Xiaoyu, he should be regarded as a typical Asian Omega male
figure.
In fact, according to the height difference between him and Han Jiangque, his posture of nestling in Alpha's arms is the most comfortable, but perhaps because of Han Jiangque's habits, when the two people sleep together, or when he holds Han Jiangque
more.
However, recently I don't know if it is because of the gradual entry into the late autumn, he seems to have become more afraid of the cold than before, always want to stay in the bed, and prefer to burrow into Han Jiangque's arms more than
before.
"Thinking about proposals, and
... you.


"Me?"
"You said you went for a run in the gym and ran for more than two hours."
Wen Ke paused, "I'm sleepy when I wait."
"Han Xiaoque, did you really go for a

run?"
Wen Ke raised his head and asked seriously.

Han Jiang Que was silent for a moment before nodding, "Hmm.
"Aren't



you guys talking about things, so I ran and went downstairs to sit in the café for a while." <
He immediately added another sentence, looking at Wen Ke calmly as he
spoke.
Han Jiangque's eyes were really beautiful, clear and pure like a teenager, but in the dark, the dark pupils occasionally showed a touch of mystery and
gloom.
Wen Ke didn't speak right away, and after a while, he finally whispered, "I miss you,
baby."
Sometimes Wen Ke felt as if he was more fleshy than Han Jiangque, and the two words "baby" were used very cautiously by Han Jiangque, but he always couldn't help

it.
I want to say this when I'm separated for a day, and I want to say this when I'm two hours
apart.
When Alpha heard this, a shy, somewhat happy smile appeared on his
face.
He supported Wen Ke's ass with his hand and lifted Wen Ke's body all the way
up. Han Seemed to enjoy the gesture, and Wen Ke



guessed that this was Han's way of expressing affection—lifting him up high and then looking up at him, as he had said before—when he was looking at the tall giraffe in Florida.


Wen Ke was still very concerned about what day 6.12 was, but in the end he still did not
ask. Maybe he had a vague feeling... It was as if, in his heart, he actually knew the answer.
This strange feeling, like in the darkness, there is a shadow of a furry monster flashing by, it is impossible to tell whether it is a dream or a wake, leaving only a momentary
discomfort. <
Wen Ke shook his head and decided to ignore the
idea. The height of the lifting made him have to lower his head with



difficulty, and once again put his face into Han Jiangque's shoulder: "Han Xiaoque..." Perhaps because he was sleepy, Omega's voice had a bit of a nasal tone, which seemed to be a bit of a milky and milky squeamish meaning: "Let's sleep, I am sleepy, and tomorrow I will look for suitable clothes at home."




"Good." Han Jiang Que first took Wen Ke back into his arms.
The sleepy Omega was a bit like a kitten, her body was soft, and while he was stroking Wen Ke's back, he remembered something and asked, "What clothes are you looking
for?"
"Fu Xiaoyu

said... Be prepared to dress for the blue rain interview, and want high-end formal dress.
Wen Ke was too sleepy to open his eyes, and muttered, "Several suits at home were bought a long time ago, and tomorrow I have to turn them over and re-iron them, and try them

again."



dress?" Han Jiangque's expression suddenly trembled.
He suddenly threw Wen Ke under him, lowered his head and bit Down Wen Ke's face: You want to wear formal
clothes?
Wen Ke was suddenly bitten and was not sleepy.


He was a little confused, when he looked up, he saw Han Jiangque pressing on him, a pair of eyes bright and energetic, with a light of expectation, this reacted, and immediately whispered in a cramped voice: "The clothes I bought a few years ago, there is no occasion for me to wear, and now I don't know if it fits."
"Buy



a new one."
Han Jiang Que immediately said, "I will accompany you to
pick."



tomorrow." <
Wen Ke couldn't help but say something
vague.

......
The next day, Wen Ke originally thought of taking out the old suit in the closet to see first, but was directly pulled out of the door by Han Jiangque.

"Buy a new
one."
Han Jiangque was much more active than he was, driving and stressing: "I will buy you the prize money from the boxing
match."
"Then can I just consume

it?"
Wen Ke couldn't help but smile and open his
mouth.


course."
Han Jiangque knew that he was joking, but he still said it very seriously.

What Wen Ke did not expect was that Han Jiangque directly pulled him to the most upscale business district in B City, where a tall bright men's designer shop sprayed a low-key
fragrance.
Luxury stores have long integrated the brand concept into the design and sense of space of the storefront, making people feel a strong sense of elegance as soon as they walk
in.
The shopping guide welcomed them in very warmly, and Wen Ke looked at the suits, shirts and accessories on display, and suddenly hesitated.
"This, this,



this," Han Jiangque had already begun to pick out along the hanger one by one: "And this set."


Wen Ke was a little dazzled by his movements, and hurriedly followed up and whispered, "Too much, too

much." "Try



it all." Han Jiangque said very dryly. <
Wen Ke had to go into the fitting room and
change.
One thing that is commonplace for other people who have been in the workplace for a long time is so nervous for him that he is
uncomfortable.
In recent years, Zhuo Yuan has not taken him to any formal events, and the limited sets he bought in the early years have also been put on a cover and left in the
closet.
But even then, he felt uncomfortable wearing those formal suits.

People's clothing is not only a decoration, but also a manifestation of identity.
A person will only feel comfortable wearing clothing that suits their identity and lifestyle.
Just like when he was confined to his home and had no career to speak of, it seems that he only breathed a sigh of relief when he was wearing casual home clothes, thinking that it was himself.

Such a secret inferiority complex has actually quietly continued to this
day.
When he stepped into the luxurious and upscale storefront, a strong, cramped strangeness struck him
again.
When changing clothes, he did not look in the mirror, but slowly buttoned his shirt one by one with his head down, and then put on the outside dark blue blazer.

Wen Ke had not yet changed his pants, he took a deep breath, reached out and knocked on the door of the dressing room, and then realized with some chagrin that he was the person standing in the dressing room, so he twisted the door lock with a slightly hot face, and then looked out with some
caution.
Han Jiang Que was originally standing at the entrance of the corridor, and when he saw Wen Ke sticking out half of his head, he couldn't help but walk over quickly.
<
He reached out and pulled Wen Ke out of the whole person, looking up and
down. "I, I changed



well..." Because Han Jiang Que was silent for a long time, Wen Ke couldn't help but tense up a little, and said.



"Hmm."
Han Jiang Que nodded, and the look on his face had a strange feeling, which made Wen Ke even more overwhelmed.

"Sir, this set is really beautiful on you, it's very
handsome."
The Beta female shopping guide on the side praised.

"You try a few
more."
Han Jiangque said suddenly, and then took a few suits from the side and handed them to Wen Ke, and then pushed Omega back to the fitting room: "Try again, each one comes out for me to
see." His



movements were somewhat rough, and his expression was subtly different from before, as if he was anxious and with an indescribable restlessness.
Wen Ke was a little confused, and even for a moment wondered if he was too unable to line up the clothes on his body, too unsuitable.

He retreated back into the dressing room in a daze, and couldn't help but fiddle with the buttons of his
shirt.
At this time, I suddenly heard Han Jiangque's low voice outside the door: "We want the set on
him." When



the sound of the female shopping guide's high heels faded away, the door of the fitting room was suddenly pushed open.
Wen Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Jiangque, who was breathing a little shortly.

The expression on the tall Alpha's face was mixed with mixed emotions, and at the same time the mood was fierce, but with a kind of introverted and shyness that was forced to be contained.

This strange tension can't help but make the whole fitting room filled with a tense
atmosphere.
Han Jiang Que lowered his head, a pair of eyes staring at Wen Ke like a wolf, at first glance with a very animalistic fierceness, a strong whiskey smell of pheromones filled the small fitting
room.
For a moment, Wen Ke thought that Han Jiang Que was going to bow his head and kiss
him.
But Alpha only touched his face in the
end. "Wen



Ke..." Han Jiang's tail voice trembled a little, so close that he could almost see a very light red on his face.


So the fierce feeling in his eyes dissipated at once, as if he were drunk, with an unknown
happiness. "Wen



Ke..." He repeated again, reluctantly touching Omega's face again, and said very softly, "Daughter-in-law."


Wen Ke was

stupid.
Han Jiang que called him that for the first
time.
Call him "daughter-in-law."

Silly title, even a little bit of a cheeky
title.
Immediately, Han Jiang Que seemed to be a little surprised by his behavior, and immediately exited the fitting room to close the door for Wen
Ke.
Across a door, his muffled voice came over: "You try a few more, I want to
see." "Hmm."




Wen Ke replied with a red
face.
Finally, slowly, he lifted his head and looked at himself in the
mirror.