I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

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Zhuang Yan's face slowly burned, and he raised his eyes to glance at Chen E.

Alpha's ears were still red, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. He didn't speak anymore, but continued to wipe Zhuang Yan's body silently.

Zhuang Yan said as naturally as possible: "I know."

After speaking, I felt that this reaction seemed a bit strange, as if it was not very responsible. After two or three seconds, he shouted again: "Chen E, why did you say this suddenly?"

Chen E asked Zhuang Yan to raise his arms, and while wiping, lowered his head and kissed his Omega again.

His wings were wet with water, and the end feathers closed and drooped loosely.

"Suddenly?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head.

Just a little confused, he resisted the heat on his cheeks: "Then I love you too."

Chen E pursed his lips and hummed.

After wiping his body, Zhuang Yan was wrapped in a large towel and placed on a chair outside the bathroom.

Chen E said: "You go to bed first, I'll come back after drying myself."

Zhuang Yan shook his head vigorously.

"I'm waiting for you."

But he was really tired. After waiting for a few minutes, Zhuang Yan couldn't help leaning against the back of the chair and began to doze off in a daze.

In the end, it should still be carried to the bed by Alpha.

Because it was already very bright when he woke up, and he was lying on his pillow, very close to Chen E, and his breath was filled with the faint smell of alcohol.

Zhuang Yan opened his eyes, dazed for a while. Strangeness remained all over his body, and he struggled to stretch his hands out of the quilt, trying to get the light brain.

...As a result, Chen E had reached it first, so he helped pass it over.

Zhuang Yan looked at the time, ten thirty, not too late.

He lowered his head and raised his face, meeting Chen E's gentle gaze.

"Awake?" Alpha asked.

In fact, I didn't particularly want to complain, but when Zhuang Yan spoke, he couldn't hold back his grievance.

"My waist is so sore."

Chen E pressed his palms down and pressed against his waist.

Zhuang Yan hugged the pillow, turned over and lay down on the bed, and said in a muffled nasal voice: "...the neck is also needed."

Anyway, Chen E responded to every request, Alpha hummed, and went all the way from the gland in the back of the neck.

His body temperature and the rough texture of his palm made Zhuang Yan feel at ease and comfortable. After being rubbed for a while, he even fell asleep drowsily.

No, no.

Can't sleep anymore.

Zhuang Yan supported his body and grabbed the hem of Chen E's clothes. Chen E stopped and asked him, "Are you hungry?"

"..."

It felt like raising a child who couldn't take care of himself, Zhuang Yan was a little embarrassed for half a second.

Then he admitted: "A little hungry."

"Go wash up, breakfast is downstairs."

When I wash up, I have to go into the bathroom. As soon as Zhuang Yan walked over, the memory of last night unconsciously appeared in my mind.