hug my omega

"I didn't even see Sen's face clearly, what are you worried about?" I was amused by An Mu's appearance.

Han Zhanchuan didn't smile much, most of them were expressionless or thinking about problems. An Mu couldn't bear it when he saw Han Zhanchuan smiling. He lay limply on the sofa, looking at Han Zhanchuan's face The face is in a daze.

"My little prince, it's time for lunch." Han Zhanchuan rubbed An Mu, slowly got up and walked into the kitchen.

An Mu, whose hair was messed up, sat blankly on the sofa.

my little prince...

His face turned red again, and he quickly smoothed his hair with his hands a few times to cover up the joy in his heart. He followed Han Zhanchuan into the kitchen with his slippers on.

His Majesty Louis Wei's invitation to Patriarch Neil will definitely not be a whim, but it is a pity that there is no one trustworthy in the military department. Han Zhanchuan has lost the source of the news, so he can only wait for things to happen, so that he can go further. take measures.

Two people cook together, and the lunch is finished quickly. Although the dishes are simple, they taste better.

The two were also sitting next to each other during the meal, and An Mu continued to talk to Han Zhanchuan about what he hadn't finished talking to Uncle Neil just now, while Alpha listened and responded from time to time.

Although An Mu knew that Han Zhanchuan didn't listen to him carefully, An Mu was already very happy to be able to sit down and respond to Alpha. He knew that Han Zhanchuan was always busy with a lot of things, and he was probably thinking about the army again. Department of things now.

An Mu felt that he was not very sensitive to politics, so he couldn't help Han Zhanchuan worry about many things. Thinking of this, An Mu's mood gradually sank, followed by a disappointed expression on his face.

Although Han Zhanchuan didn't listen to An Mu's words seriously, he was keenly aware of the little guy's emotional changes. He immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, hugged him in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Why? Are you suddenly unhappy?"

Han Zhanchuan would never have done this in the past, but love will be like the drizzle in early spring, bit by bit infiltrating the heart that doesn't know how to love others, making it break through the fields that he has never touched, and only think about Let the little guy feel at ease.

"What are you thinking? May I know?" An Mu relaxed his body, leaned softly in Han Zhanchuan's arms, and stared at the dishes on the plate in a daze.

Han Zhanchuan hesitated for a while. After all, it is best not to tell An Mu about some things, so as not to worry the little guy, but seeing An Mu's distraught appearance, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Holding the thin white arm of the little guy on the table, Han Zhanchuan almost bit his ear and said, "I tell you, but you have to promise me, don't worry, everything is up to me."

An Mu nodded solemnly, and looked at Han Zhanchuan as if he was about to do a task related to major national affairs. He was a little surprised, because he never thought that the colonel would really tell him the matter, and there was a trace of excitement in his heart .

"I'm worried that His Majesty Louis Wei will be unfavorable to Patriarch Neil." Han Zhanchuan sensed An Mu's uneasiness, and immediately comforted him, "This is just my guess. After all, Patriarch Neil is a holy person, so he won't treat Anmu for the time being." How is he?"

An Mu was dubious, and Han Zhanchuan suddenly regretted telling the little guy, especially after seeing An Mu sitting back in his seat and starting to meditate, he regretted it even more.

The little guy’s eyes lost their luster, and he stopped talking to Han Zhanchuan. He thought he secretly sent a message to Patriarch Neil when Han Zhanchuan couldn’t see him. Since then, he has been checking the communicator from time to time to prevent Miss something.

Lang Xidun, who had disappeared for a long time, also suddenly appeared at sunset, and got into the bathroom of the second bedroom with all the dust all over his body. If Han Zhanchuan would have dragged An Mu back to the bedroom before, he would have ignored him. uninvited guest.

But now he was very curious about what kind of thing could make Longhitton disappear for so long.

Longhitton washed the dust off his body for dozens of days in the bathroom. He felt that he was about to become garbage in the universe. His whole body was stinky.

As soon as he opened the bathroom door, he saw Han Zhanchuan sitting on the bed waiting for him. He was stunned for a moment, and without thinking, he went back to the bathroom, wrapped himself tightly in a towel before coming out, and whispered, "I'm not afraid of long time." eye of a needle."

Han Zhanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with disdain in his tone, "It really looks like a needle."

The two alphas arguing with each other seemed a bit strange, Han Zhanchuan asked before Langhidun choked back, "Where have you been these days?"

"I have something to do." Longhidun put a small towel on his head, and sat next to Han Zhanchuan with his whole body full of heat.Longhidun's body was stronger, but unlike Han Zhanchuan, he had many old scars, some of which were protruding.

Longhidun took out the cigarette from under the bed and skillfully hung it on his mouth. When he was about to light it, Han Zhanchuan mercilessly took it away, and said with a flat face, "I can't smell the smoke on my body."

Now An Mu always likes to be next to him, as long as the little guy is tainted with the smell of cigarettes, he will definitely find out that he is not smart in the first place. Han Zhanchuan is afraid that the little guy will become even less smart if he smokes too much.

"Hey, can't I put it in my mouth and chew it?" Longhitton snatched it up and added, "No smoking."

"The empire has an idea about Kesheng." Langhidun said casually, but it shocked Han Zhanchuan, but it is not unreasonable to think about it carefully. The materials and environment of Kesheng Planet are the most suitable for human survival. It's like a piece of fat there, and without the Empire there will be others peeping.

"Clan Chief Neil is now in the Imperial Palace." Han Zhanchuan also took out a cigarette from the box and put it in his mouth. The matter seemed to be more complicated than he imagined.

Longhitton shrugged helplessly, "That should be a negotiation, you know, your Majesty always likes to whitewash his desires."

The sky has completely dimmed, and there is black ink that cannot be melted outside the window. Fortunately, the warm yellow light from the balcony next door does not depress people's mood too much.

"You can figure it out. When the time comes, the empire will let you go or not let you go. How do you choose?" Longhitton looked like watching the excitement, and stretched his body, "I saw there are omega Apply that essential oil, it can maintain the skin, and I bought a bottle by the way."

Longhitton took out the bottles and jars from the box he brought back, and lay down on the bed very rudely, "I won't be able to wipe it off later, so please help me to do it, just take it as a thank you gift for telling you the news. "

"Get out." Han Zhanchuan's original depressed mood was completely wiped out by Long Xidun's operations. He was terrified when he saw the pair of things whose names he didn't know. Out of physical repulsion, Han Zhanchuan took it. Putting it away, putting it away and taking it again, I still don't understand how Longhitton can be interested in these things.

"Oh, by the way, I also brought a bottle for the little prince, which is said to help sleep, but it's a pity, I can't remember where to put it for a while, where can I put it..." Longhitton said Said that while looking at Han Zhanchuan, he couldn't think of leaving.

I saw Han Zhanchuan holding back his temper, creaking the plastic packaging box in his hand, and slowly walking towards Longhitton, "Why haven't I seen you interested in these things in my previous life?"

"In my previous life, when we met, we were always guns and cannons. Could it be possible to stop and apply essential oils in the middle of the fight?" Langhidun lay comfortably on the bed, squinting his eyes to enjoy the hard-earned massage.

"Seriously, what would you do if Louis Wei sent you to attack Kesheng?" Langhidun said seriously.

"I don't know." Han Zhanchuan pursed his lips, stopped his movements, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Maybe I shouldn't have too ambitious goals."

"What do you mean?" Longhidun didn't quite understand why the high-spirited opponent suddenly had such an idea. He got up and leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Han Zhanchuan with some doubts.

Han Zhanchuan just shook his head. If he was reborn, he might have fought against His Majesty Louis Wei or even the Empire with full of hostility, but now that he has pretended to be a man in his heart, he seems to cherish his life even more and think more about it.

Longhitton would not understand this.

"I'm done painting, I'm going back." Han Zhanchuan took one of the jars on the cabinet, "If possible, I hope you can bring more similar things in the future, after all, I don't know much about them."

An Mu knelt on the bed and was sending a message with a communicator. When Han Zhanchuan came in, he raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Uncle Neil said it's nothing, it's just a good conversation between His Majesty and Kesheng."

An Mu will believe everything he trusts. Han Zhanchuan rubbed his head, feeling the little guy relax and relying on himself, his eyes flickering, "I hope the two countries will have good relations forever , so we don't have to worry about it."

In the past, An Mu was like a flower carefully grown in unfamiliar soil, with his head hanging down, shy and afraid to open the petals, but now An Mu is more like the rising sun, dazzling but not burned by it, My mind has always simply hoped that they can be good.

But it is such a simple wish that many people have pursued for a lifetime, but they can't achieve it. Probably life likes to play some weird pranks to satisfy the comedy at the core of tragedy.

"What is this?" An Mu noticed what was in Han Zhanchuan's hands, and poked his head out of curiosity, trying to see clearly.

"It's painted on the body." Han Zhanchuan handed it to An Mu, but An Mu grabbed his hand and sniffed it, "There is a smell in the hand."

"I just tried it, and it feels good." Han Zhanchuan lifted An Mu's clothes, ignoring the little guy's bloody face, "I'll paint it for you."

"I... I'll do it myself." Although he said so in words, he gave in half-pushing and half-acting.An Mu felt the calloused hand brushing against his skin, and the cool liquid stimulated him to tremble uncontrollably, wanting to stop this behavior.

Han Zhanchuan was a little puzzled, why did he react like this when he applied An Mutu, while Longhidun remained motionless like a dead pig.

And Longhitton, who was called a dead pig, sneezed violently, closed the window, put out the cigarette butt, loosened his muscles and bones, glanced at the things on the table, and swept them all back into the box in agitation.

Everyone talked about what happened after rebirth, but Longhidun didn't feel the slightest pleasure, full of helplessness towards the supreme power, and anger at his own incompetence.