Chapter 9

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Shen Ting’s expression was still a little stunned. The broken light reflected by the crystal chandelier was reflected in his amber eyes and his reaction seemed to be half a beat before he shook his head: “No. I don’t take drugs.”

Lian Jue glanced at him: “Then, are you a drunk man?”

Shen Tingwei’s skin is very white andhis eyelashes are long. He doesn’t know if it’s because of the discomfort or the heavy eyelids. He always half-droops his eyes when he’s not looking at people. With such a pure appearance, whatever he said seemed a bit innocent.

It’s the type that men can’t resist.

“…No,” Shen Tingwei still shook his head, “I’m just in heat.”

He said this frankly and although there was a hint of embarrassment in his tone there was no trace of shame on his face.

Lian Jue leaned on the back of the sofa and the eyes that fell on him were sloppy but his tone was serious: “So what?”

Shen Tingwei pursed his lips lightly: “…I want to do it.”

Lian Jue looked uncertain: “What to do?”

This time there was a long pause.

“…love.”

The word came out of Shen Tingwei’s mouth very hard.

Lian Jue glanced at him casually but did not respond.

Shen Tingwei’s shame mixed with estrus was burning in his body from the tip of the ear to the pinna, the whole body was red, it was thin and transparent by the shining white light.

“Do you want to do it?”

His eyes flickered unnaturally and he mustered up the courage to meet Lian Jue’s eyes. There was a sweet smell of alcohol in his breath and his voice was like being soaked in sweet wine.

“…Sex, do you want it?”

Lian Jue and Shen Tingwei looked at each other for a few seconds then retracted their eyes. Lian Jue reached out to touch the cigarette and suddenly thought that the cigarette was in his jacket pocket.

Lian Jue doesn’t smoke in front of people, one is to maintain his demeanor and politeness and the other is that he rarely has a moment when he needs to use tobacco to suppress his bipolar depression – but now he is.

Lian Jue got up to get it but Shen Tingwei grabbed his arm when he crossed the sofa next to him. Shen Tingwei asked in a panic, “Are you leaving?”

Lian Jue looked at his hand and the unrepressed irritability deepened. : “Are you this needy?”

An omega’s special physical condition made Shen Tingwei unable to say no. Lian Jue’s body was too close. The hot breath rushed over wrapping him overwhelmingly, steaming his head in daze, his knees were trembling, and he nodded almost subconsciously and involuntarily.

He heard Lian Jue swearing in a low voice then shook off his hand and walked away. He didn’t turn his head because Lian Jue’s footsteps soon stopped not far behind him and then there was the sound of a lighter.

Shen Tingwei’s fingertips still had the temperature on Lian Jue’s arm and the faint woody masculine fragrance had not completely dissipated in the air where the other party had stayed in front of him.

Shen Tingwei gently sniffed the aroma that was clearly of no use to him. He raised his hand with even the warmth to touch the burning gland on the back of his neck.

When he was in high school, he once said in the school’s physical health class that the estrus period of omega usually occurs after differentiation and occurs periodically. It is bound to be accompanied by an unfathomable erotic fever, until it is temporarily or permanently marked by alpha this torment can be temporarily or completely relieved.

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