The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

After playing enough and absorbing enough pheromones, Xiao Zhiliao soon began to feel sleepy and was carried to the room by Zhao Ma to take a nap. As soon as Xiao Zhiliao left, Wen Qiu wanted to leave too, but as soon as he stood up, his legs shook unconsciously.

The ALPHA pheromones in the room were too thick, and his body was completely marked, so he would inevitably react. The thick pheromones seemed to be simmering over a slow fire, turning his thoughts into a pot of sticky sugar. Wen Qiu realized belatedly that his estrus period was approaching.

Pei Du didn't move, he just sat on the ground and looked up at him: "Do you need help?"

A marked OMEGA couldn't refuse ALPHA's invitation at all, and almost instinctively got into his arms to grab happiness. Wen Qiu clenched his fists and asked through gritted teeth: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?!"

Calculate your estrus period, let the child invite you, and then gradually induce his worst instincts. Calculate that you will not go away? Then he underestimates himself!

"..." Pei Du opened his mouth. It was not his intention to call Wen Qiu here, but explaining it would only make things worse. He sighed in his heart, knowing that this was what he deserved. Now no matter what he did, he would not have any credibility in Wen Qiu's heart.

So he held the man's ankle, still looking up at him: "Only use your mouth, don't touch anywhere else. It's hard to relieve it in any other way after being marked, I don't want to see you suffer."

Wen Qiu was a little surprised, and his heart tightened. He was not used to seeing Pei Du groveling, and even though he was full of anger towards him, he still thought that this man should always be high above everyone else, looking down on everything. He shouldn't kneel in front of him, looking at him with those dark and deep eyes, as if begging for something.

Seeing that he didn't resist, Pei Du went a step further and pressed him against the wall. He wrapped his strong arms around his legs to hold him firmly in place, then bit the zipper and pulled it down while talking to himself.

He served very attentively, and as he said, he really didn't touch any other place. He just kept his eyes staring upwards, not missing any of OMEGA's expressions.

Soon, the sweet-scented pheromones spread, intertwining with the light smell. Wen Qiu leaned against the wall absent-mindedly, forgetting everything that made him sad for a short time, and immersed himself in endless happiness.

He began to desire more touches and more exchanges, and his hands spontaneously grasped Alpha's hair, forcing him to swallow deeper.

In just six or seven minutes, he finished. Pei Du coughed twice, then swallowed with his Adam's apple rolling. He reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you feeling better?"

For two seconds, Wen Qiu was immersed in the lazy afterglow, just looking at him in confusion, wondering why he only gave her this little bit, why he didn't come to kiss and hug her. Gradually, his reason returned, and all the realities that had been thrown behind his mind came back. Looking at all this, Wen Qiu suddenly felt extremely absurd. He simply didn't know why Pei Du did this, and he didn't know what the hell he was doing!
The glands on the back of his neck were swollen and itchy, and Wen Qiu suddenly reached out and scratched them, his nails digging deep into the flesh. Because of this pheromone, would he be controlled by this low-level instinct for the rest of his life, and always be reluctant to accept Pei Du? !

"Qiuqiu!" Pei Du's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately grabbed his wrist to stop his self-harm. However, Wen Qiu was too cruel to himself, and several bloodstains had already flowed out of his glands. Even the blood beads in that place exuded a strong fragrance.

Pei Du quickly found a tissue to cover the wound on the back of his neck. Soon the tissue was stained red. He was so nervous that his hands were shaking. He shouted to Zhao Ma who rushed over: "Go call a doctor!"

"Oh my, what happened to my ancestor?!" Mother Zhao stamped her feet anxiously and quickly called the family doctor.

Wen Qiu looked at his nervousness with cold eyes, and felt a little happy in his heart, even overcoming the pain in his body. In some sober moments, he would feel that he was being unreasonable, and would think that Pei Du might also be a victim, but more often he just had a nameless anger burning in his heart, and he had to vent it, and Pei Du could just take all his emotions very well.

You are a good lover, even though you have done very bad things to me, Wen Qiu silently looked into ALPHA's eyes and thought silently in his heart, it's just that I am too fragile and too uneasy, so I really don't have the energy to go on.

The tissue was soaked with blood. Pei Du changed a piece of paper and covered his wound nervously, "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Wen Qiu spoke slowly, "You marked me when I knew nothing, so that I could never leave you and forget everything else when I smelled your pheromones. Now that you succeeded, aren't you happy?"

Pei Du's Adam's apple rolled. This was another heart-piercing question that left him no way to escape. "I just... don't want to lose you. You're right, I'm selfish, cold, and calculating - so punish me, as long as it can make you calm down."

Wen Qiu smiled and said, "Do you think I won't do anything to you?"

"Come on, I deserve it." Pei Du took two steps back, ready to be killed. "Pei Zhixuan, who kidnapped the child, is dead. All those who bullied you have been punished. I am the only one left."

"Those are just your ego-satisfaction. I never asked you to do these."

"Yes, I know." Pei Du reached out and lifted his sleeves, "So you'd better use more force, at least more than I can do myself."

Wen Qiu's whole body stiffened. He saw that the strong forearm was covered with scars, new ones covering the old ones. The earliest one was left by himself, and only a faint mark was left.

He had long been fascinated by Pei Du's body. He liked his well-trained muscles and pampered skin. It was a perfect body that could only be shaped by an innate affluent life and self-disciplined diet and exercise, but now it was covered with signs of cracks.

He didn't care about being covered in bruises, but he couldn't bear to see Pei Du get hurt. In the deepest part of his heart, he still hoped that his ALPHA would always be strong, perfect, and invincible.

The accumulated anger suddenly turned into an even more indescribable pain, and tears rolled down unexpectedly. The sudden outburst of emotions was hard to suppress, and Wen Qiu hastily turned his head away, not wanting to cry in front of Pei Du, but his body controlled by depression could not control itself. His heart was so sad that it was about to shrink, and his tears wet his clothes. Pei Du's eyes flashed with panic. He really wanted to be punished, but in the end he made Wen Qiu cry again. He didn't know if he was worthy of a hug and a few words of comfort, but he saw Wen Qiu gasping for breath with a very ugly face, "Medicine..."

Pei Du immediately helped him find the medicine box, and then watched Wen Qiu skillfully pick out a few pills and put them into his mouth, then swallowed them with a painful expression.

He went to get a glass of water and handed it over carefully. Wen Qiu took the glass, then poured the water over him, gritted his teeth and whispered:
"Get out, get out of here..."

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The heavy rain with thunder and thunder announced the approach of summer. The road to the cemetery became slippery and muddy, but Pei Zhixuan's funeral was still held as usual.

Because he died in a murder case that was tantamount to a "family scandal", the funeral of the former head of Pei Yuan Group was unusually low-key. The media that swarmed in were blocked several blocks away, and only the closest family members attended the simple farewell ceremony.

All the power you have during your lifetime is nothing but empty. What you leave behind in this world determines your final fate.

The bodyguard opened a huge black umbrella, and Pei Du stood under it with his hands in his pockets, waiting nonchalantly for the funeral to end. From his tie to his shirt to his suit, he was dressed in black, and there was a solemn look between his dark eyebrows, which were wetted by the fine raindrops.

The damp rainwater was mixed with the smell of soil and grass being trampled by leather shoes. Everyone had a solemn look on their faces, but no one cried. Pei Du recalled that three years ago, at the funeral of Mr. Pei, several children cried bitterly, and his father cried the most realistically.

What was he thinking about at that time? He was distracted as always, thinking about his wife who suddenly appeared and how to get rid of the damn child in his belly. The winter wind was howling, and he didn't hear the heavy bell of fate ringing.

The day before yesterday, when he was almost driven away from Wen Qiu's house, Zhao Ma mustered up the courage to tell him: Every time Wen Qiu saw him, his symptoms would get worse. She told him how he couldn't sleep all night, how he had headaches and vomited, and how he took medicine as food...

At that moment, he, who had always been able to plan and strategize, felt "helpless" for the first time. At least in the short term, he decided not to provoke Wen Qiu from feeling sad.

Standing next to him was his aunt Pei Jiayan. The new chairman was wearing an elegant black dress with heavy embroidery that highlighted her graceful demeanor. She didn't look like she was attending her brother's funeral, but more like a queen ascending the throne.

From their vantage point, they could see the entire funeral and the various expressions on everyone's face. Uncle Pei Zhihui did not stand with them, looking lonely and desolate.

Pei Xiao kowtowed and burned incense to her father with red eyes, but when she said goodbye, she quietly said to the man in the portrait: "Dad, although I don't want to let you go, I still think it's better for you to die, so that mom and brother can be happy. Dad, I will burn more paper for you every Qingming Festival, and you must live a carefree life over there..."

With the help of the doctor, Cui Jinxiu leaned against her husband's tombstone and talked non-stop, saying a lot - after all, her husband couldn't jump out of the coffin and annoy her.

The doctor next to her was a refined and handsome man named ALPHA, who was in his thirties. At this moment, he was patting her back considerately and comforting her in a gentle voice.

Cui Jinxiu leaned on his shoulder and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. "Doctor Jiang, thanks to you, otherwise I don't know how I would have gotten through this period of time..."

"This is what I should do." Doctor Jiang said gently, "It's very humid on rainy days, let's go back to the car and sit down first."

"Okay... today you can tell me more about the yoga spiritual practice. After doing a round last time, I felt much more relaxed both physically and mentally..." Cui Jinxiu let him support her and walked towards the car.

Doctor Jiang escorted her to the car, closed the door, then looked back at Pei Du and bowed slightly, meaning "please rest assured." Pei Du nodded to him.

Pei Jiayan watched this scene coldly, "You have arranged everything."

"There are always some people in this world who must rely on something to survive. If the trees are cut down, the vines cannot survive alone." Pei Du calmly commented on his mother, "She did the right thing, so I will plant the right tree for her for the rest of my life."

Pei Jiayan did not respond. Standing next to Pei Du always made her feel cold. She had not had much contact with this low-key nephew before, until this time when they had a close cooperation in the plan to kill Pei Zhixuan. She also truly felt the meticulousness, coldness, and decisiveness of this boy.

She could only be thankful that Pei Du had no desire for power, otherwise she wouldn't dare to say that she would have a happy ending in his hands.

The funeral was over, and only the two of them were left standing in front of Pei Zhixuan's grave, discussing how to divide his inheritance. The conversation was intermittent, and finally Pei Du looked down at his watch, extinguished his cigarette on the marble tombstone, and said, "Gone."

"... Pei Du," Pei Jiayan hesitated again and again, but decided to retreat in order to advance, "This position is yours after all. If one day you want it, just tell me directly."

"I know." Pei Du's back was lonely and hidden under the black umbrella, "But I have more important things to do now."

(End of this chapter)