MTL - Dressed As An Omega Who Was Divorced By Seven Alphas-Chapter 40

Fitz's sudden departure aroused strong dissatisfaction from his immediate superior, Marshal Xu Xianglei.

Xu Xianglei also sent two beneficial assistants to **** him back, but Fitz entered the universe first.

Xu Xianglei was so angry that he smashed his glass: "This bastard! I will never help him again!"

God knows how much he looks forward to tonight's celebration banquet.

In this battle, Fitz crushed Miles hard, and he was able to win even though Miles won the military exploits.

Xu Xianglei felt that he had a very long face, and he just waited to dampen the arrogance of his opponent Achiko at night.

In the end, the good show hasn't even started yet, and the protagonist ran away?

The dozen or so pages he had prepared to hate Achiko could not express a single word, but was ridiculed by the other party.

"The future heir of the empire is avoiding even giving a speech on stage, tsk..." Achiko sneered, "It's better to give way to Myron as soon as possible."

Xu Xianglei's face was swollen from the beating, and he scolded Fitz thousands of times in his heart, but on the surface he still couldn't help defending his favorite student: "Fitz left for something important, and Myron wants to take over? Oh, he still Very tender!"

Achico smiled disdainfully, and said to Miles: "You go to the stage to summarize."

Miles had a weird expression, as if he had just woken up from his meditation because of his teacher's words. He hesitated and didn't get up and walk to the podium immediately.

Aqike was a little displeased: "What's the matter?" Now is a good time to slap Xu Xianglei in the face, so there is no hesitation.

Miles took a deep breath and collected himself: "Marshal, I'm sorry!"

He suddenly bent down and bowed, and said to Achiko with a serious face: "I have some important personal matters and I need to go back to the imperial capital immediately. I will leave the speech to other outstanding soldiers!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" It was the first time that Achiko saw Miles dare to disobey his order, and he slapped the table angrily, with such force that all the glasses were poured, and the table was spilled with wine.

Miles pursed his lips tightly and bowed his head deeply. While expressing his respect to the marshal, he still straightened his back and insisted on his decision: "Marshal, this matter is very important to me. It's over, and my mission has been successfully completed, please approve me to return to the imperial capital."

"Hahahaha..." Xu Xianglei raised his head and laughed loudly, really unhappy with the retribution. Seeing his rival's face turning blue with anger from his own student is simply the most pleasing picture in the world.

Achiko's face became even uglier when he heard Xu Xianglei's laughter: "Myers, give me a speech on stage!"

Miles paused, staring up at Achico.

Achico glared at him furiously: "How dare you disobey the military order?!"

Myers clenched his fist with blue veins, and his attitude became more determined: "Marshal, please forgive my waywardness!"

Achiko's face became even colder, and he was like a violent lion, which could wreak havoc on innocent people at any time, and the people around him backed away in fear: "Myers!"

Miles bowed deeply to him, then turned around quickly, and his figure quickly disappeared at the exit.

Achiko had never been thrown off like this before, and he was still his most capable subordinate and student. Being irritable, he overturned the conference table at once.

The loud sound was mixed with Xu Xianglei's unceremonious laughter, not to mention how joyful it was.

Xu Xianglei seized the time to respond to Achiko again before his arch-rival shook hands and left: "Okay, report Fitz's speech to Xu Yihan and let him come to the stage to summarize."

Achico slams the door and leaves.

…

Generally, the flowering period of Albizia Julibrissin is from June to July, and the fruiting period is from August to October.

After He Huan cultivated into a human form, although his physique is still restricted by the growth laws of trees and needs to bloom and bear fruit, the time can be shortened a lot.

The flowering period is ten days, and the fruiting period is ten days.

Like bean pods magnified seven or eight times, the fruit of the Albizia julibrissin hangs heavily on the branches.

Just wait for these pods to be picked off and the fruit inside to be taken out, and it is considered that the flowering and fruiting period has been successfully passed.

When He Huan woke up from his deep sleep, it was night in the empire.

The stars are bright and the moon is bright, and the night dew is slightly cool. A cool breeze accompanied by water vapor is the most comfortable environment for plants.

He curled up lazily in the tree pit, not in a hurry to leave, but enjoying this pleasant rest time.

I have to go back to the crew to film tomorrow.

It's like a student before school starts, lying on the bed and not thinking about it, yearning for the holiday that is about to pass away every minute.

Albizia julibrissin likes a warm and humid environment. Although it does not have high requirements on the soil and has good adaptability, it is clear that as a fairy who pursues pleasure, He Huan is very satisfied with the place where he spends the flowering and fruiting period this time.

But he remembered that when he fell into a deep sleep, the environment was not so comfortable.

Could it be climate change?

According to his original plan, he wanted to find a comfortable and secluded field to spend the flowering and fruiting period. The fate is not as good as people's calculations. He was hijacked by He Xun as soon as he got off the spaceship, and then he was given to Yin Feng.

The so-called coming early is worse than coincidentally coming, he hasn't figured out how to deal with these two idiots, they automatically sent to the door to find abuse.

Of course, He Huan would not be polite, and he followed suit with the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son. Not only did the He family, who was already short of money, bear huge debts, but also doubled everything that Yin Feng had done to the original owner before.

After doing all this, He Huan suddenly found that Yin Feng's private castle is very good, and the most dangerous place is the safest place.

The castle is surrounded by dense forests, covering a very large area, remote and hidden.

It's the perfect place to hide.

Plus he turned into a tree, absolutely no one can find him!

Moreover, he can also use the way of disappearance to cause conflicts between the Yin family and the He family, which is simply a good strategy to kill two birds with one stone.

He Huan couldn't help but praise himself, and after calling Qi Peng, he settled down and fell asleep with peace of mind.

Then he opened his eyes, huh? This is where? What is this big cage exuding metallic luster?

There was nothing on He Huan's body, he stepped on the soft green grass with bare feet, and the young grass got into the cracks between his toes, tickling it mischievously.

He looked down, and saw that the grass was lush and well-trimmed, which meant that someone had carefully taken care of it.

He Huan raised his neck, and what he saw was a tall and majestic building, and the melting moonlight coated it with a cool silver color.

The intricate and gorgeous carvings on the walls, the decorations on the window edges of the balcony, and the hanging rare plants all show the extraordinary identity of the owner of this building.

He Huan walked forward, holding the metal cage bars with both hands, the cold touch made him realize clearly—Is he imprisoned? !

…

"Space jumping in progress... Reaching the planet Liephen ahead, 200 light-years away from the imperial capital..."

Fitz tapped the console with both hands, accelerating the speed of the spaceship again.

On the screen, in addition to the interstellar map, there is also a small picture-in-picture next to it, which is a room for a live broadcast platform.

In the picture, the tree in place has disappeared.

It was replaced by a naked figure. He was curled up sleeping in a pit, but now he has stood up, lying on the railing and looking at the surrounding environment curiously.

Fitz adjusted the angle and focus of the camera, and the screen rotated and zoomed in, clearly reflecting He Huan's delicate face.

Oga, who just woke up from sleep, still had a blush on his face, and his full lips were as delicate as water, and he opened and closed his lips without knowing what he was talking about, but his expression obviously did not have the word "scared".

The angle of the camera is tilted again, and the picture seems to be conscious, starting from oga's slender and fragile neck, shoulders, chest and arms, flat belly...slender and well-proportioned legs, small and cute ankles, slightly curled pink toes...

In the end, the angle of the camera was fixed, and the picture stayed at the glands on the back of He Huan's neck, which was smooth and smooth, without any trace of being loved by Alha.

Fitz covered his eyes with his right hand, leaned back his neck and slammed into the armchair, and let out a cold "huh" from his thin lips.

After taking his hands away, Fitz's silver-gray eyes were filled with ferocious rage.

Then, he saw He Huan walking out of the cage easily, as if the highest-grade alloy material in the universe he had spent a lot of money to make was no different from a child's plastic toy.

He Huan pushed open the back door and entered the room.

The camera in the backyard failed, leaving only the vast night in the picture.

Fitz caressed his forehead, and vigorously brushed back the short hair on his forehead with five fingers, revealing his resolute forehead, and there was a faint flash of fire in his eyes.

Everything in the picture shows that He Huan is wandering in the hall, his delicate white feet lightly step on the luxurious carpet, stop and go, there is an indescribable charm, as agile as dancing.

Fitz tugged at his neckline dejectedly, and gave instructions to the mansion's central system.

All the exits of the entire building were blocked, and even the open balcony was covered by a layer of glass-like material.

His mansion has completely become a closed box.

Although he knew it was useless, it might be able to hold He Huan back for a while.

Every time He Huan approached the boundary point, he would frown, his muscles would tense, and his heart would speed up.

But He Huan is like a snipe who likes to test repeatedly on the edge of the tide, always teasing him on the verge of losing control.

"Space jumping in progress... The front reaches the planet of the West Group, and there is still a distance of 148 light-years from the imperial capital..."

Fitz's silver-gray pupils were gradually stained with blood, as violent as a ferocious beast standing still.

He Huan went up to the second floor, checked two rooms, and arrived at Fitz's bedroom.

In the spacious room, behind the beautifully embroidered curtain hanging high, is a huge bed, which is clean and comfortable, making one unable to resist lying down.

Fitz saw He Huan's fingers pressed against the bed sheet twice, as if to confirm its softness, and then the corners of his lips curled up in a satisfied arc.

But he didn't lie down on it, but walked to the balcony. From this angle, he happened to be able to see the tree pit downstairs that was heavily guarded by an alloy cage.

All that was left was the black pit.

He Huan's index finger was pressed against the special material boundary wall covering the balcony. He had a calm expression and was not angry because he was imprisoned.

Soon, he turned back into the room and found the bathroom to wash.

Although He Huan likes dirt very much, in human form, he still likes to be clean.

The moment the shower dripped down, Fitz turned off the video with an act of willpower.

The moment the screen went black, he realized that his tense muscles had reached the point of soreness, and his palms were also a little sweaty.

"Ding dong, the star hour of the imperial capital, 1 o'clock in the morning... ding dong..."

"Space jumping in progress... the front reaches... the distance... 102 light years..."

After turning off the video, Fitz kept his eyes tightly closed, but from his unrelenting posture, it can be seen that he did not feel better about turning off the camera.

After about half an hour, Fitz turned on the video again.

He Huan is still in the bathroom? !

Fitz's center of gravity suddenly shifted back, and there was a piercing sound when the chair legs were pulled out.

After taking a shower, He Huan soaked in the bathtub, stretched his limbs comfortably, and the clear water rippled and turbulent.

He leaned on the massage stone where he usually rested, showing an expression of enjoyment, showing an indulgent attitude, completely unguarded and vigilant, as if he regarded this place as his own home.

Fitz was taken aback by this thought, but soon he was taken aback by He Huan's provocative gesture.

When the time reached two o'clock in the morning, He Huan finally walked out of the bath as if he had had enough fun.

Wrapped in a bath towel, he came to the front of the closet, ran his fingers across the necklines of the coats, and finally landed on a dark blue shirt.

This shirt is the summer uniform that Fitz wore when he was the captain of the Royal Guard. The badge of the Guard and his rank medal are sewn on the dark blue fabric. It represents the royal family and is extremely majestic.

Fitz still remembers the first time he wore this dress, he felt a sense of responsibility and mission in his heart.

He'll button every button and work out the most angular necklines...

But now, this shirt was worn on He Huan, only covering half of his body, and the dark blue made his porcelain-white skin even more dazzling.

Fitz never knew that blue and white could produce such desirable colors.

The clothes that originally symbolized the majesty of the empire were loosely wrapped around He Huan's body. He didn't even fasten the buttons properly, revealing half of his shoulders and a large chest.

Without knowing it, Fitz had already held his breath.

Suddenly, He Huan, who was kneeling on the bed, yanked off the collar that covered the glands, revealing the smooth, flat piece of skin that attracted Alha the most.

His twinkling eyes stared straight at the camera, he was kneeling but with a look of contempt, his red lips opened, and he slowly said three words with his lips:

I'm waiting for you!

Fitz's hand holding the gear shifter almost broke the lever!

he knows!

…

He Huan was awakened by the loud sound of the door opening. He frowned and didn't want to open his eyes.

But the force with which his jaw was tightly clamped made him recover quickly.

Dimly, he saw Fitz's enlarged face.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Alha's neck.

Then, in a blink of an eye, he was pushed back into the bed.

His whole head was buried in the fluffy pillow. Fortunately, the pillow was very breathable, otherwise he would have been suffocated, but this feeling had a dangerous feeling of being choked.

"Uh..." He Huan snorted, and there was a sharp pain in his neck.

The gland had been pierced, and he smelled blood.

The familiar domineering pheromone that belonged to alha like a sharp weapon like a golden weapon pressed down like a mountain, locking He Huan's whole body in an instant.

Although the pillow was breathable, He Huan felt suffocated.

Fitz's pheromones are pervasive, every trace of breath, the strong pheromones violently convey his desire to destroy and possess.

He Huan was so excited that his whole body trembled, and the crimson color quickly spread all over his body.

He regretted a little, he shouldn't have teased this man last night.

The warm blood slowly slid from He Huan's shoulders onto the pillow, dyeing it into red flowers.

The bright colors are reflected in Fitz's silver-gray pupils, and the raging emotions are like a beast out of the cage, just wanting to destroy everything!

The pheromone injection was longer and deeper than any previous one, and He Huan's body even temporarily lost control due to excessive spasms.

"Fi, Fitz..."

Fitz stood up, half-closed his eyes, and stared coldly at Oga who had shown a docile posture.

But he knew very well in his heart that this little thing was not good at all.

Fitz let go of He Huan's hands, allowing his weak arms to droop by his sides. Fitz's right hand went down, and his knee pushed up to fit into a proper position.

He Huan really couldn't breathe this time. Due to some force, his head was buried deep in the pillow and then forced up again.

The cheeks and facial features rubbed against the pillow so fast that the skin was rubbed red by the soft cloth.

A drop of cold water hit He Huan's earlobe, and soon fell on his cheek due to the force.

He Huan smelled a stronger scent belonging to the man above, which made his whole body limp into a puddle of water.

"Fi, Fitz..."

When He Huan turned over, it was already dawn. He opened his eyes uncomfortably, and saw that Fitz's silver-gray pupils had completely turned blood-red, and he just stared at him coldly, as if he had no emotion, but He Huan instantly palpitations.

Fitz pushed aside the broken chestnut hair on his forehead, leaned over and looked at him, seeing his own appearance clearly reflected in his pupils.

He Huan licked his dry lips, raised his chin slightly: "I'm so... thirsty..."

Fitz lowered his head and pressed his lips, quickly moistening every chapped slit.

He Huan moved his arms, only to realize that he was so sore that he couldn't lift them up, and he couldn't even feel his legs.

But he still tried hard to circle Fitz.

With Fitz's strength, the toes moved little by little in mid-air, drawing circles with a considerable arc.

The clouds broke and the sun rose, and the sun shone into the house.

He Huan yawned sleepily, but the voice that came out was so weird that it made people blush.

He pushed Fitz with his feeble hands: "I'm so tired..."

Fitz still didn't speak, his eyes lowered slightly, his eyes were full of his achievements, showing how brilliant his overnight efforts were.

But his heart was empty, and his possessive desire was not satisfied in the slightest.

He knew very well that within a day, He Huan would make these things disappear without a trace.

Doing more is useless.

The sunlight occupied the whole room, and the shadows of the two of them stretched from short to long on the ground, and then shortened from long to long.

He Huan finally used his spiritual power unbearably, and pushed Fitz away: "How long do you have to do it?!"

Oga's wet eyes were full of anger, but Fitz's Adam's apple rolled because of his vivid expression.

Alha's pheromone crushed him, He Huan trembled and fell down again.

"Enough! What do you want?!"

Fitz grabbed his hair, forced him to raise half of his body, facing his nose, and said forcefully: "Fuck, come, you, pregnant, pregnant, for, stop!"

He Huan's heart shrank suddenly, and he almost didn't jump out. The extreme dizziness came without warning.

He was thoroughly marked again!