I Made the Overbearing CEO A Become an O [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 6

The fragrance of jasmine suddenly surged.

Like an instinct engraved in DNA.

The tip of the teeth seemed to pierce the skin, but Lu Xi's brain was already in chaos. She was initially hesitant to touch Wen Qingmo too much, only placing her hands on the back of the sofa. But as the temporary marking progressed, the alpha's dominant and plundering nature took over. Lu Xi's hand unknowingly reached out and tightly embraced Wen Qingmo's chest.

The first bite on the back of the neck naturally caused pain. Wen Qingmo clenched his teeth, his eyelashes trembling, casting fine shadows on his face.

The alpha pheromones filled the air, strong yet gentle. The scent of flowers entered their nostrils. Gradually, the pain dissipated, replaced by a comforting sensation, as if soaking in hot water. Wen Qingmo's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and a layer of mist covered his pupils.

Wen Qingmo clenched his fists again, embedding his fingertips into his palms. He had to rely on the slight pain to stay alert, to maintain his sanity, and not completely indulge himself.

Lu Xi's pheromones continued to rise.

In the temporary marking, the experiences of the alpha and omega were naturally different. The alpha was the giver, while the omega was the receiver. Under the influence of pheromones, the omega was more prone to becoming absent-minded and dominated.

As an alpha, Lu Xi's consciousness was naturally much clearer than Wen Qingmo's. But it was only "relatively speaking."

Lu Xi discovered that there was a part of her that was restless. In her previous life, she was just an ordinary girl who enjoyed watching dramas and anime. Occasionally, when she saw a cool character, she would comment below, "I'm into phantom limbs," "Wifey, come here," "Daddy, prprprpr."

Unexpectedly, after her death, she truly possessed an un-phantom phantom limb.

Lu Xi was still a little unaccustomed to it.

Although she knew that no one could see here, she still withdrew one hand in a vague manner, awkwardly fiddling with her skirt, intentionally creating some wrinkles.

No wonder all she saw in the original owner's wardrobe were skirts, long ones, short ones, even dresses. There were rarely any pants, only heavy half-skirts that felt warm to the touch.

The temporary marking is almost complete at this point.

The knocking on the door was like a thunderbolt to the two of them. Lu Xi instantly jumped a meter away, turned her back, and kept adjusting her skirt, afraid that something unusual could be seen. Wen Qingmo also struggled to regain his composure and looked towards the door, asking, "What's the matter?"

Wen Qingmo pinched his forehead, feeling extremely frustrated, and his tone became somewhat harsh, "How urgent can it be?"

Wen Qingmo took a deep breath, leaned back, and rested his wrist on his eyes.

At this moment, Lu Xi and her little Lu Xi finally calmed down. She approached Wen Qingmo and tentatively asked, "Since you have urgent matters, should I leave first?"

There was still some fatigue and weakness on Wen Qingmo's face. His thin lips slightly parted as he exhaled lightly. His legs, wrapped in trousers, were long and straight, casually stretched forward, every detail indicating his current weakness. Although Lu Xi couldn't see his expression as he covered his eyes with his hand, she still glanced at him briefly before quickly lowering her gaze.

It was just this post-event feeling that made her somewhat embarrassed to look directly at him.

"Don't go out yet, Chen Zhao doesn't know," as if hearing Lu Xi's thoughts, Wen Qingmo suddenly spoke up, "Open the window."