His Overlord Omega

Zhang Han failed to wake up, but became conscious in a daze. His eyes were still unable to open, and his vision was blurred. It was strange, was he reborn?Why, can you smell that familiar fragrance?

Zhang Han, who was not yet conscious, greedily smelled the fragrance of alpha pheromone on Song Yang's body. This smell has a magical power that makes people feel confused.For an unmarked omega like Zhang Han, this taste is even more irresistible and irresistible.

Song Yang carried Zhang Han back to the bedroom, but he was not in a hurry to let go of Zhang Han. He knew that Zhang Han's life was not in danger now, so he shook his arms gently to make Zhang Han rest more comfortably.

He patted Zhang Han's head lightly and hummed a lullaby in an unfamiliar way.That lullaby was sung by his mother many years ago. Thinking about it carefully, it has been 20 years now.

Zhang Han fell asleep sweetly in Song Yang's arms. Accompanied by a little fragrance of Song Yang's alpha pheromone, Zhang Han had a carefree dream without any worries.

Song Yang gently placed Zhang Han on the big bed, fearing that he would catch a cold, and carefully covered him with the quilt.

In this world, Zhang Han's body and face were already rejuvenated. In addition, Zhang Han had completely let go of any guards, which gave Song Yang an illusion.

Song Yang looked at Zhang Han who had fallen into a deep sleep, and with this glance, it seemed that he had traveled through ten years and returned to the day when Song Yang first met Zhang Han.Time passing by in a hurry seemed to be completely stagnant on Zhang Han.

In Zhang Han's deep sleep, he was as sunny, dazzling and dazzling as ten years ago, making him want to take good care of him in the palm of his hand.

Indeed, Song Yang has to admit that Zhang Han has actually changed a lot in the past ten years: from a timid and lovable boy to a superstar sought after by thousands of people, and an extremely successful businessman.His temperament has also changed from being sunny and kind back then to domineering and perverse.

But, fortunately, what Song Yang likes is still in Zhang Han, which has been kept intact.

That is the person he gained and lost again, the person he has always cared about every step of the way for 12 years.

Song Yang leaned down, and gently kissed Zhang Han's brow softly and affectionately.

May you be blessed by God and bless your life with peace and joy.

Song Yang helped Zhang Han turn off the crystal chandelier, went to the large open-air balcony on the 108th floor, and watched the night sky quietly by himself.

The bright moon hung high, and Song Yang's figure looking up at the bright moon was covered with a layer of elegant moonlight.

The moon in the sky is not the old time and the moon, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart.

The next day, Zhang Han got up early in the morning and sat on the bed in a daze, thinking about his dream last night that made people blush and heartbeat, but had a long aftertaste.

In the dream, I seemed to be back when I was a child, and I was gently hugged in my arms. In the dream, it seemed that someone sang a lullaby softly to me. The voice of that person was low and fascinating...

What is this all about!Zhang Han patted his head, thinking that he probably hadn't dreamed of it for too many years, and missed his mother too much.

Zhang Han put on his clothes and went out in a new ugly Tesbonwe.

Seeing Song Yang lying on the sofa, Zhang Han remembered that he drowned last night. It seemed that he did not die, Song Yang probably saved him.

Song Yang was so tired last night, he still hasn't woken up yet.

The sunlight shines on Song Yang's side face through the crystal glass, making Song Yang look extraordinarily warm and giving people a very kind feeling.

Zhang Han knew that it was Song Yang who saved him, and the little anger in his heart had almost dissipated at this moment.

The anger is gone, and what is left is naturally that mischievous playful heart.

Zhang Han: Hmph, since you're not awake, don't blame me for being rude!

The bruises on Song Yang's face were almost healed. Zhang Han found a lot of watercolor pens, and he did it as soon as he said it. A winking macaque.

Every measure of strength in Zhang Han's hands woke Song Yang up accidentally.

The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Song Yang rubbed his eyes and saw Zhang Han's flustered expression clearly.

Zhang Han had already silently made plans in his heart to be criticized by Song Yang, and then to have a big fight with him.

However, when Song Yang saw Zhang Han, he first pulled Zhang Han and owed him.

Song Yang showed a look of grief, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and said as if mourning, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have quarreled with you, I shouldn't have deliberately angered you, and I will follow you whatever you say, Young Master Zhang, as long as you don't give birth to me again." I'm so angry..." After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Han sincerely.

Zhang Han instantly understood that Song Yang hadn't let go of what happened last night, and he could just take this opportunity to trick Song Yang.

Zhang Han pretended, "...Ahem, this, this is what you said."

Song Yang nodded, "Yeah!"

"Be obedient to me, no matter what I do, you can't disobey me, and you have to obey me in everything." Zhang Han was proud like a little rooster.

"Yeah!" Song Yang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Don't fight with me"

"ummmmm"

"And what if you quarreled with me?"

"That must be my mistake." Song Yang assured.

"Very good." Zhang Han pursed his lips.

"Oh, by the way, there is the last one, which is also the most important one." Zhang Han's face instantly became serious, "You are not allowed to do anything gay to me!"

"This..." Song Yang showed embarrassment, thinking to himself, I don't know if you kept rubbing your head against my chest last night, is it considered gay.

I don't know if I put you on the bed last night, you pulled my arm, talking in sleep and not letting me go, is it gay or not.

I don’t know that you were in your sleep last night, and your voice was too soft to say to me, I haven’t seen you for so many years, I miss you so much.Is it considered gay in gay...

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Han interrupted his thoughts, raised his eyebrows and shouted.

"I heard it!" Song Yang immediately assured.

"If you hear it, then you swear," Zhang Han triumphantly pushed forward.

Song Yang smiled wryly, this little guy is really difficult to serve.

Song Yang raised four fingers, "I, Song Yang, swear that I will never disobey Zhang Han, and I will obey him in everything, and I will not talk back or quarrel with him."

"What else?" Zhang Han asked coldly.

"No, don't do gay things to him." This made Song Yang feel unwilling and reluctant.

You were so close to me when you were young, why did you change when you grow up?

"What about punishment?"

"Ah—" Song Yang frowned, "Master Zhang, can you not punish him?"

"Don't punish, what's that called a swearing?" Zhang Han has been the president for many years, and he feels that Song Yang is just like those employees who want to be lazy. He dare not say punishment, but he is fooling himself.

In this world, Song Yang is his subordinate!Zhang Han is not straight, but also strong!

Song Yang looked down on life and death, generously sacrificed, and said seriously, "If there is any violation, I will..."

Zhang Han said coldly: "What are you doing?"

"I have sores on the top of my head, pus on my feet, incontinence, and an ugly death! (Remark 1)" Song Yang said violently, and before Zhang Han could get over the smell, he had already finished his vows .

"Pfft..." Zhang Han couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Hey!" Song Yang also laughed.

Seeing that Zhang Han wasn't angry anymore, Song Yang felt relieved. Song Yang picked up the mirror beside him and wanted to play with his hair.

When he looked in the mirror, he was startled, the one in the mirror was clearly a big horse monkey, how could he be a handsome self!

Song Yang's face darkened immediately, he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Han!"

"Shut up," Zhang Han said calmly, "Never quarrel with me, or you will lose control of your bowels and bladders and die an ugly death. You just said it yourself, and you forgot it so quickly?"

Song Yang forcefully suppressed the anger that was about to burst out.

The heart is very uncomfortable.

There is no way, Song Yang hasn't caught up with the person he likes yet, he doesn't want to be paralyzed at such a young age.

If you want to be paralyzed, you have to wait for Zhang Han to fall in love with you before you become paralyzed, let Zhang Han take care of yourself for the rest of your life, who made him bully yourself like this!

Song Yang thought shamelessly.

The two were in the dining room, waiting for the servants to bring breakfast.

Several servants filed in through the gate, bringing gold plates, jade bowls and white jade chopsticks,

Zhang Han rubbed his little hands, expressing that he was looking forward to it.

However, when he saw clearly what was inside, his face darkened instantly.

Instant noodles, fried eggs, Laoganma.

"..." Zhang Han couldn't believe his eyes, hesitated for a while, and asked the servant, "No, just give me these?"

The servant replied with some surprise: "Young Master, haven't instant noodles and fried eggs Laoganma been your favorite all along, and you once called them the best delicacy in the world."

Zhang Han thought to himself, what the hell, is it possible that the author of Heizi would treat every instant noodle as delicious?

"Ahem, I'm entertaining guests today, so I don't really want to eat these, can I change something else?" Zhang Han has a bad temper and is already a little impatient now.

"Of course there is no problem. Of course everything is as the young master wishes." The servant replied and clapped his hands. After a while, several servants came and brought some other dishes in crystal bowls.

Zhang Han stretched his neck and looked over one by one.

Soy milk, fried dough sticks, bean curd, tea eggs, pancakes and fruits, and even steamed buns with mustard...

Zhang Han was completely speechless: "..." Damn, what kind of ghosts and snakes are these? I, the heir to trillions of assets, eat these all day long!

I'm wearing ugly Tesbonwe, I can bear it, but why is the food still so crude, it's unpalatable!

Seeing that Young Master Nangong seemed a little dissatisfied, the servant immediately asked with perceptiveness: "Master, are you worried about not having enough food..."

Zhang Han looked at the breakfast on this big table, thinking silently, so in your eyes, am I just a pig?

Forget it, I can't communicate with these brainwaves. The brainwaves in this world are mentally retarded!

Zhang Han waved his hand and told all the servants to retreat.

The author has something to say:

Today I saw that the author's collection has increased,

very excited,

I'm so happy,

Speechless,

I can only thank the little angels,

I am especially grateful to the little angels who clicked my collection in the column collection,

If I could know who she is,

I want to say something to her:

"I love you so much!!! Meh~"

Note 1:

There were sores on the top of the head, pus oozing from the feet, incontinence of urine and feces, and an ugly death.

Quoted from "Love Apartment 3" If there is no such episode,

The lines when Tang Youyou vowed not to write any characters to death when chasing Hao Er.