Dressed As An Omega Who Was Divorced By Seven Alphas

He Huan was carried all the way onto the flying car by Fitz.

Miles stood where he was, watching the figures of the two close to each other disappear behind the car door.

He didn't believe that He Huan had been completely marked by Fitz.

He still held the ao pairing analysis report in his arms, on which it was clearly written—unmarked.

ao combined passion for the first time and was long.

Alha will mark his oga over and over again, and oga will ask endlessly.

Most of this wonderful experience lasts 2-3 days.

It was not more than an hour before Myron sent him a message saying that he had found He Huan and was attacked by alien beasts, until he led the army to arrive.

What was thoroughly flagged before is nothing but nonsense.

The eyes under the brim of Myers' hat were not warm, he gave Myron a cold look, and went straight back to the speeding car.

As soon as he sat in the driver's seat, he received a communication from his immediate superior, Marshal Achiko.

The screen lights up, revealing a resolute face.

Achico is over a hundred years old, but still young and energetic.

In the future, the lifespan of interstellar humans will increase a lot, and there will be many people who live to be two or three hundred years old.

"Myles, you let me down." Achico looked stern, even the fine lines left by the years on his facial features also looked stern.

At first glance, he is unsmiling all the year round, and always maintains the majestic face of a superior.

Miles lowered his head: "Sorry, Marshal."

"Xu Xianglei has intervened!" Achiko's voice sank suddenly, obviously on the verge of anger: "I worked hard to win the task of exterminating the alien beasts in Kesburg, look what you have done?! "

"The information was wrong. I didn't know they had set up their base camp in Fort Cox before. I didn't estimate their number clearly. I didn't expect them to dare to openly attack the townspeople. This is my fault." Miles admitted his mistake very sincerely. .

This is what Achico is most satisfied with. He can correct his mistakes and get better every time.

Of course he knew that the previous information was wrong, but this was not the point of his anger.

"Xu Xianglei will definitely send Fitz to Kesburg, you try to trap him."

After a moment of silence, Miles said, "Fitz's team arrived at Fort Kers very early, and I suspect that they have already grasped all the intelligence maps of the alien base."

The image on the screen swayed, and there was a loud sound of smashing things.

Miles lowered his eyes, not looking at what happened.

After a while, Achiko's face appeared on the screen again.

He has recovered his previous composure and majesty: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Myers didn't answer, he probably still wanted to compete with Fitz in his heart, and he could really feel the joy of defeating Fitz when he finally won.

This kind of thinking is too competitive and naive, he didn't intend to say it.

But Achiko knew his students well, so he didn't criticize him too much: "If you fail the military regulations, the punishment will be doubled."

Military punishment is a very cruel punishment, but these four words did not become a heavy burden on Miles' shoulders, but instead aroused his fighting spirit even more.

His answer was even louder, knocking on his feet and saluting: "Yes!"

He looked forward to the moment when he and Fitz really confronted each other.

Achiko nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, do a good job in dealing with the aftermath of the people, and then earn the military merits of exterminating the alien beasts. It's up to you to step on the highest level of Myron's future."

…

After Fitz returned to the flying car, he also received a communication from his suffocating boss, Marshal Xu Xianglei.

After setting up He Huan, Fitz connected to the communication, and Xu Yihan and the others all stood up in a military posture.

After the portrait appeared on the screen, a neat salute and greeting sounded in the speeding car: "Your Majesty, see the Marshal!"

Xu Xianglei had gray hair, but was hale and hearty, with piercing eyes, and looked at each of them with a smile: "Thank you, Imperial soldier."

After the formal greeting, Berkeley was the first to stretch his limbs lazily, and complained lazily: "Old Xu, when will you send someone over? If I continue to rest, the calluses on my hands will disappear."

Xu Xianglei feigned anger: "Bastard, if you don't have calluses on your hands, you haven't practiced well. Fitz, arrange a special training form for him, so that he can practice calluses all over his body!"

"Oh! Come on, I'm joking..." Berkeley wailed.

But no one cares about him anymore.

Seaver began to report on the recently collected intelligence, and presented their recent summary analysis.

"We have already mastered the coordinates of the base of 90, and we have found important clues about the specific location of the base camp, and we can get the parameters tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..."

Xu Xianglei listened carefully, and often showed an expression of approval: "Well, very good, you have done a very good job, and it is not in vain for me to help you win mission opportunities shamelessly."

Xi Fu was still making a report and hadn't reacted yet.

It was Xu Yihan who was the first to make a surprised voice: "Old Xu, you just said that you won the opportunity for the mission?!"

Then Berkeley, Ji Changdong, and Xi Fu also reacted, all of them were extremely excited.

Xu Xianglei laughed loudly: "Yes, my old bones are so tired...You guys have to work hard. The Fifth Army troops I mobilized will leave in three days. Tomorrow, the headlines of the empire should report this matter."

Xu Yihan and the others couldn't help clapping their hands and fists, roaring excitedly.

Xu Xianglei looked at Fitz, saw that he still had an expression of emotion and anger, and pretended to be angry: "You are really calm, the old man has helped you so much, you don't even thank me. Look Put on a poker face all day long, and no oga will ever like you in the future."

When Berkeley heard the word oga, his eyes lit up: "Old Xu! You are wrong, the boss has oga!"

Xu Xianglei was stunned for a while, with an expression on his face that you were joking: "Which oga is so unlucky?"

The external camera was shifted by Berkeley, and it was facing He Huan on the small bed.

He Huan sits in a well-behaved posture, wrapped in a small blanket, revealing a small and innocent face, which is a very standard image of beautiful and weak oga.

Xu Xianglei's eyes widened, but he still couldn't believe it, and even asked, "Are you really Fitz's oga?"

He Huan nodded, as well-behaved and docile as an ignorant little white rabbit.

Xu Xianglei repeatedly marveled and regretted: "What a simple child, he will definitely be eaten by Fitz to the bone. Little friend, he hasn't marked you yet, it's still too late to regret it now, I..."

Fitz directly turned off the communication video, and said coldly: "Go back."

…

It was night, and the flying car returned to a stronghold of Fitz and his team.

Because it is a temporary residence, the living utensils inside are very simple.

With the arrival of He Huan, a group of rough men had to arrange it carefully.

Not only did he arrange a room for He Huanfeici alone, but he also brought all the best things in front of him.

Everyone who brought something to He Huan would wink at him warmly and show a meaningful smile.

He Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he actually had the feeling that Samir was auctioned for the first night.

However, compared to Samir's reluctance, he was looking forward to it.

But when he finished washing, Fitz hadn't returned to his room.

They seem to have a lot of important things to attend to tonight.

He Huan simply sat on the sofa and picked out a book to read.

These books are all related to military affairs, and they are really boring. He Huan flipped through them randomly, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

After Fitz finished everything, the time was approaching zero.

Under the eyes of his teammates winking, Fitz opened the door.

There was no one on the bed, he looked around and soon found his oga asleep on the couch.

That well-behaved appearance, anyone who sees it will feel pity.

Fitz walked up to him, bent over and picked him up.

The book resting on He Huan's lap fell to the ground, making a moderate noise.

He Huan was startled awake, opened his blurred eyes, and found himself being held in Fitz's arms again.

Soon, he fell from Fitz's arms onto the bed.

Fitz covered him with a quilt: "Sleep well."

He Huan hugged his arm, his voice was delicate due to sleepiness: "I'll wait for you together."

"It's late, and I have to take a shower." Fitz kissed his forehead: "Be obedient."

He Huan grabbed his arm and sat up, hugged his neck naturally, raised his head and said aggrievedly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

Maybe it's Alha's nature, he can't deny himself oga's aggrieved acting like a baby to himself, especially what he expresses is his desire for himself.

Fitz hugged his waist and comforted him in a low voice: "I'll be back soon."

He Huan slid his hands down, grabbed his collar, leaned his head on his strong shoulders, leaned into his ear and said, "I want to go faster..."

Then he clearly felt a slight rolling of Fitz's Adam's apple.

Fitz lowered his eyes, and the desire to destroy began to appear in the silver-gray pupils.

He Huan fiddled with the buttons of his clothes with his index finger, like playing a piano rhythmically, and unknowingly undid three buttons: "I'll help you take them off."

He raised his face, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as sweet as honey, and his eyes were moist and lustrous: "I hope I can help you put it on tomorrow morning, can you?"

Fitz looked at him closely, his gaze was menacing and aggressive: "Yes."

He Huan got off the bed and put his fingers on his belt buckle.

Fitz held his hand: "The ground is cold, go up."

The floor was not carpeted, and the nights in the basement of Kersburg were bitterly cold. He Huan's white and soft toes stepped on the ground, which made him feel dazzling.

He Huan didn't go back to the bed, but instead gave him a sly smile, put his feet on the back of Fitz's feet, and said, "This way, it's all right, and...it can also get closer to you."

He Huan held his hand instead and led him to untie the metal buckle together: "It's a bit hot..."

Fitz's silver-gray pupils turned completely black. He grabbed He Huan's hands with his backhand, pushed him hard, and pressed him down.

Before He Huan could react, a familiar pain came from the gland, followed by pheromones that made him happy, overwhelming.

"Shouldn't you take a shower first..."

"We'll be together later."