Ni Jiu - INTOXICATED (NOVEL)

Chapter 1

A drenched young man entered and opened the door. The cold mechanical female voice in the welcome sensor sounded with the patter of rain: "Welcome-"

"Hello." The girl behind the counter put down her phone when she heard the sound, raised her head and was slightly startled.

The man entering the door had slightly damp hair, slightly longer bangs on his forehead, and a small layer of cold sweat on his forehead-perhaps raindrops-but judging from his face, she guessed it might be the former.

There was an unnatural flush on his cheeks, but his lips were as pale as paper and he almost stumbled to the counter.

The girl was startled: "What medicine do you need?"

The man's breath is weak: "Hello, please give me an omega suppression spray."

"...What?" She didn't hear clearly, or more accurately, she didn't understand.

The man's hand joints on the glass cabinet turned white due to force, his light brown eyes seemed to have thick mist floating, his gaze was a little lost, and he repeated in a sandy voice: "Special inhibitor for omega."

"...Omega?" The girl was stunned for a while.

The man frowned slightly and urged urgently: "Spray or injections are fine, do you have any of those two?"

"No." The girl obviously misunderstood something, and explained, "Now the domestic market is more strictly regulated and imported drugs are not allowed to be sold."

"None...?" The man was in a daze, muttering to himself with his eyes down.

His thick eyelashes quivered lightly, his brow furrowed deeper and his lips slowly curled into a bloodless arc. As if trying to endure something.

Probably this looks really embarrassing. Even the girl behind the counter panicked and stood up quickly: "Where are you uncomfortable? What kind of treatment is this 'Omega'? I can give it to you or recommend the same type of drugs..."

The young man recovered from his daze. He shook his head and whispered, "No need." Then, he turned around to leave.

"Welcome-"

The door was pushed open again from the outside.

The visitor put his collected umbrella on the stand at the door. When he turned around, he noticed the young man walking toward the door with his head buried in his arm. The young man made a mistake in his step and ended up tripping in front of the other person.

The man didn't pay attention, he was caught off guard and shook his body slightly. The person in front of him raised his hand and stopped him at his waist. The powerful arm half-circled his waist, and the sound of the ear drum was low: "Be careful. ."

The opponent was tall and the ironed black coat was stained with bleak coolness. His hot forehead knocked on the opponent's collarbone. The man's body scent carried the wetness of the rainy night and a very light woody aroma penetrated into his nasal cavity.

-Alpha?

He climbed on the opponent's arm and stood hard. The palm of the opponent's polite hand behind him seemed to be hot and it was continuously transmitting the temperature to his back causing him to shudder uncontrollably and the chaotic brain almost gave birth to an unsatisfactory one in an instant. The idea of ​​going to the stage-he tried to rely on the tiny pheromone in the strange man before him to relieve his current state of being out of control.

However, the person in front of him was too stingy, hiding his pheromone tightly and refused to release any more strands.

Lian Jue lowered his eyes to look at the hand grasping on his arm, frowning slightly and when he retracted his gaze, he inadvertently swept the young man's white ear with a small red mole. His gaze stayed there for a moment, but then he quickly retract his arm, move back quietly and stretch the distance between the two of them.