The day before the wedding.
Staying overnight at the hotel, waking up in the early morning.
Once again, Pei Qingmian, completely marked by Song Yi's scent, slowly put on his pants.
In the five-star hotel, in the big bed room, their pheromones lingered throughout the room.
The sweet smell of cream, the clear and charming scent of flowers.
Anyone who entered this room would stumble first, then cough violently.
Song Yi's long hair scattered over her sunken collarbones, her shoulders white, cheeks powdered, she blinked her eyelashes slowly.
Her thick and beautiful eyelashes fluttered like small fans, she noticed Pei Qingmian by the bed, tiredly reached out her hand, hooked his fingertips, and called his name, "Qingmian."
Pei Qingmian sat on the edge of the bed, earnestly fastening his belt, and responded, "Hmm?"
When he turned to look back, he smiled, revealing his white and neat teeth. Song Yi stared for a while, then tilted her head back, softly falling into the cotton, "Aren't you going to sleep in?"
Pei Qingmian was amused by her lazy tone.
Previously, he could never have guessed that Song Yi, who appeared cold and beautiful, would be a sleepy person.
"I'm used to it, you know, we have morning drills every day in the military academy." Except for the first time when he was delirious due to a fever, he was completely exhausted after being completely marked by her.
This time, he showed the energy that a soldier should have.
No less than an Alpha.
Of course, Pei Qingmian would never admit that his legs were still a bit weak now.
He spoke with a clear and pleasant voice, somewhat like a melodious tone. Song Yi reached for the phone beside her, looked at it, and realized it was eight in the morning.
Song Yi looked at her phone for a moment, determined to pull Pei Qingmian onto the "path of laziness".
"Qingmian."
Pei Qingmian tried to tidy up his messy short sleeves, which looked terrible, wondering if wearing them would make him look sloppy. The upper body of the young man O was still bare, with two shallow dimples showing on his lower back, his spine like a bowstring. Song Yi ran her fingers over his dimples, causing him to shiver. Before he could respond, he was pulled into the blanket by Song Yi.
"Sleep a little longer."
Alpha was strong, and Pei Qingmian had the strength to resist, but when Song Yi pulled him, he didn't want to resist at all. So, Song Yi succeeded. He was dragged into the blanket, accompanying her back to sleep.
They slept until eleven o'clock. Having abundant financial resources had its advantages: the bride and groom didn't have to worry about the wedding details, as there were people to take care of everything. Song Yi and Pei Qingmian were both novices, completely unaware of what a wedding entailed or what needed to be prepared.
When they set the wedding date, they always believed that the wedding didn't need to invite too many guests or be too grand. Weddings in City K were usually held in the evening. For them, time was more than enough. On the afternoon before the wedding, the wedding coordinator came to find the bride and groom, and she briefly explained the process. The specific details were all recorded in the process book. The coordinator was an Omega, well-known in the industry for her beauty and excellence, meticulously arranging the entire wedding scene beautifully.
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The Married Life of a Heartthrob Female Alpha [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Trans)
RomanceQuestion: What would you feel if you were to transmigrate as an alpha? Answer: It would probably be knowing that I have the power to conquer all omegas but not actually wanting to do so. Before Song Yi transmigrated into an ABO world, she was a sing...