The President injected himself again [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 2. A reward of 20,000 yuan for the little wolf dog.

Chapter 2: The Reward of 20,000 Yuan for the Little Wolf Dog

"Sign the confidentiality agreement on the table."

"I. . ."

"I signed."

The speaker is a male Omega, deliberately lowering his voice, trying to portray a strong leader's posture, but the slight trembling in his tone has already revealed his vulnerability and nervousness. . . Obviously, he lacks experience.

Normally, Shi Fanxing might have walked away without looking back, but the pheromones emitted by this Omega are just too appealing to her, as if they were tailor-made for her. However, her rationality tells her not to go any further, and she definitely shouldn't sign any so-called "confidentiality agreement" for momentary pleasure. . .

"Why are you still standing there?!"

Damn it. . .

Even though she was ordered, Shi Fanxing still finds the owner of the voice incredibly cute and enticing.

The male Omega's pheromones become stronger and stronger, spreading throughout the entire double bed room in just a few minutes. It's different from the scent Shi Fanxing smelled at the door earlier. Now, his minty pheromones are mixed with intense desire.

Shi Fanxing's breath hitches.

"If you don't sign, then get lost!"

". . ."

She doesn't know if he's shy or afraid of being perceived as inexperienced, but the whole room is dark, with even the curtains tightly closed. When Shi Fanxing stood at the door of the guest room, she only saw a male figure sitting on the floor by the French window, resembling an abandoned puppy, huddled up and resisting the strong heat of the Omega's estrus period.

Shi Fanxing: ". . . Where should I sign?"

The man's voice trembles slightly, "At the end of the last page."

"Why are there so many pages? Could it be a contract for selling oneself. . . ? I want to turn on the light and carefully read the terms."

"If you don't sign, then get lost!"

Oh, the sweet little wolf dog is angry.

Shi Fanxing is not someone who likes to nitpick, and this sweet little wolf doesn't seem experienced either. Maybe it's their first time, which is why they came up with this childish agreement game. . .

"Where's the pen?"

"Can't you find it yourself?!"

"Why are you so fierce?"

The sweet little wolf stopped talking.

A strong sense of guilt arose, and Shi Fanxing found a pen on the table. With a big stroke, she signed her name at the end of the last page of the agreement.

"I've signed it, what do we do now?"

". . . You, come here."

The little wolf's breath was unstable, but their tone of speech had improved a lot. To Shi Fanxing, it even sounded a bit coquettish.

Shi Fanxing obediently walked over.

"Wait, wait. . ."

"What's wrong now?"

"Have you taken a bath?"

Shi Fanxing rolled her eyes at the shadow by the French window. She didn't come to a hotel to have a room with someone. Why would she take a bath in broad daylight?