No wonder Jiang Tang didn’t have the strength to resist at that time.
How on earth had he managed to get to that basement?
Lu Yinghuai felt pain.
It’s not pain from the gland.
The pain spread from his heart, and finally his whole body began to ache. He clenched his teeth tightly, but his body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
“Damn it, don’t move!” Xie Zan held onto the tube, “I’ve already told you that you can draw blood and do the test!”
Lu Yinghuai covered his eyes with one hand and laughed softly.
How much does he owe Jiang Tang?
Jiang Tang never mentioned a word about how painful it was or how sad he was.
“How are you?”
Xie Zan patted his shoulder and said, “I know it hurts, but you don’t have to cry.”
“Forget it, go ahead and cry if you want to,” Xie Zan adjusted the viewing angle of the high-definition camera in the room and zoomed in on Lu Yinghuai, “I’ll take a video and upload it to the organization’s intranet. It should get a lot of paid views.”
Lu Yinghuai was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Half an hour passed quickly. Xie Zan shook the three milliliters of glandular fluid in the slender test tube and said, “My paid video is ruined. Shouldn’t you compensate me?”
Lu Yinghuai looked at him expressionlessly.
“In fact, I secretly adjusted the equipment, so the pain you feel will be one or two times more severe than normal.”
Lu Yinghuai: “Thank you.”
Even if it was adjusted to a heavier level, the pain he felt would not be half as much as Jiang Tang’s. After all, Omegas were born delicate and had a low tolerance for pain.
Xie Zan looked at him in shock and took a step back cautiously: “I just want to see the endurance of the S-level, nothing else.”
“I know.”
“So you can’t take revenge on me.”
“I don’t have time to retaliate against you,” Lu Yinghuai looked at the test tube, “How long will it take for the results to come out?”
“I’ll do it as soon as possible,” Xie Zan kept his distance from him, “You go first.”
“Do me a favor.”
“What?”
“Help me schedule an appointment with your teacher’s medical team.”
“What do you mean?” Xie Zan was on the verge of exploding, “Do you look down on me?”
“I don’t have time to look down on you, just help me make the appointment.”
“They are out of town and will be back in a few days.”
“Okay.” Lu Yinghuai said nothing else, “Let’s go.”
Xie Zan’s mentor’s medical team had top-notch skills, and in his previous life, Lu Yinghuai had asked them to treat Jiang Tang’s leg. But it was half a year before he took Jiang Tang home, and the experts at the time said there was no way to recover.
Lu Yinghuai recalled that in his previous life, Jiang Tang jumped out of the wheelchair and rushed towards him. He felt that it was still not too late to take Jiang Tang to see him now.
It was already noon when Lu Yinghuai returned home.
“Uncle Chen, where is Jiang Tang?”
Uncle Chen’s face became aggrieved after seeing Lu Yinghuai: “Mr. Jiang might dislike the food I cooked, so he came down to take a look and then went back.”
Lu Yinghuai looked at the exquisite dishes on the table with a serious expression: “I remember I told you before I left that Jiang Tang doesn’t eat meat.”
There were only meat dishes on the table.
“I mean well, too,” Uncle Chen admitted, knowing he was in the wrong. “I saw that the child was so skinny. How could he be nutritious if he didn’t eat meat?”
“Don’t act on your own initiative.” Lu Yinghuai went upstairs, “Throw it away and do it again.”
“Master, you don’t want to eat either?”
“I’ll accompany Jiang Tang.”
“But throwing all of these away is a bit of a waste…”
Lu Yinghuai stopped and looked back at him with a cold gaze: “Whatever you want to do with it, I’ll be down in thirty minutes. I don’t want to see these things again.”
The door to the master bedroom was open, but Jiang Tang was not there.
Lu Yinghuai saw Jiang Tang sitting on the balcony at the end of the second floor, with the couple’s cup in front of him.
Instead of going over, he somehow went into the master bedroom and threw himself on Jiang Tang’s bed.
The glands at the back of his neck were still aching slightly. The long-term excessive release of pheromones and the extraction of glandular fluid made Lu Yinghuai feel a little tired.
He didn’t want Jiang Tang to see it.
Jiang Tang noticed that Lu Yinghuai was back and turned off the computer, but Lu Yinghuai went into his room and didn’t come out.
Jiang Tang was a little worried, so he carried the computer-controlled wheelchair back to the door of the master bedroom. But after just one look, he froze in place.
Then a heat quickly spread from the top of his head to the back of his neck, and Jiang Tang felt his entire face was burning.
——Lu Yinghuai lay on the bed where he had slept, smelling his quilt.
Jiang Tang’s mind went blank, and he stuttered, “Mr. Lu, what are you doing?”
Lu Yinghuai, who was holding Jiang Tang’s quilt and smelling it intently, paused, sat up, and looked into Jiang Tang’s eyes with a slightly embarrassed expression.
But he soon felt relieved.
Jiang Tang was his Omega, so what’s wrong with him smelling his mister’s quilt? It’s not illegal.
It was not illegal.
But it’s very perverted.
“Your quilt is a little messy, I’m tidying it up.” Lu Yinghuai lied without changing his expression.
But Jiang Tang pointed at his hand.
He was clearly holding the quilt in his arms, making it even more wrinkled.
“Mr. Lu,” Jiang Tang felt that he still had to remind him, “I don’t have pheromones.”
“Well, so what?” Lu Yinghuai could almost guess what he was thinking?
In his previous life, the most intimate contact he had with Jiang Tang was a hug. He was afraid that Jiang Tang didn’t like it, so he never showed anything else.
But now.
Hugging was not enough.
He wanted more, but he was still afraid of scaring Jiang Tang, so he had to suppress his emotions and needs.
There was no pheromone smell in the quilt, but it made him feel at ease.
Jiang Tang hid his hand that had been wrapped with Lu Yinghuai’s gland patch. Lu Yinghuai was a smart man and must have known what he meant, but why did he continue to ask?
Jiang Tang felt embarrassed, with an inexplicable emotion flooding in his chest and his throat seemed to be choked by something.
“Pheromones, I can’t replace them.” He said coldly.
“Come here,” Lu Yinghuai put down the quilt, waited for Jiang Tang to come to him, held his hand, and looked into those stubborn eyes, “I never said you were a substitute, what are you thinking about every day in your little head?”
Jiang Tang pursed his lips and said nothing.
“Before I met you, I had never dated any Omega, so I didn’t know how to pamper my little mister,” Lu Yinghuai pinched Jiang Tang’s chin and looked at his slightly pink lips intently, “Can I kiss you?”
Jiang Tang neither agreed nor refused.
“I’ll take it as you agreed.”
Lu Yinghuai picked him up and kissed him on the lips.
Jiang Tang closed his eyes subconsciously. He didn’t know how to respond and his whole body was stiff and he dared not move.
But it would be a lie to say he wasn’t moved.
Lu Yinghuai kissed his lips, nose tip, and eyes, then held him in his arms, parted the hair on the back of his neck, and gently licked and kissed his glands: “I want to mark you, but if I can’t…”
Lu Yinghuai smiled and said, “You can ‘mark’ me.”
“I like you, Jiang Tang. You are not a substitute for anyone. Before you, I have never liked anyone. I know you don’t believe me. Maybe I can’t explain it, but I will always use my actions and time to let you see my sincerity.”
Jiang Tang was silent for a while, then asked in a muffled voice: “Really?”
“You can trust me.”
Jiang Tang nodded and said nothing more.
After briefly opening his heart, Jiang Tang didn’t react much.
Lu Yinghuai knew that Jiang Tang was very stubborn and it was not easy to change his mind once he made up his mind.
It doesn’t matter, he could tell Jiang Tang again and again until Jiang Tang believed it.
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