Chapter 47：

He Huan quite liked this threat.

He even took the initiative to cater to Fitz's confinement, and said to Fitz in an expectant tone: "If you are willing to put a flowerpot on the bed, I don't mind staying in bed for the rest of my life."

The muscles on Fitz's face twitched slightly, and finally let him go helplessly.

After a while, he said, "Aren't plants heartless?"

He Huan was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses.

When in close contact, not only Omega can experience Alpha's emotional changes, Alpha, as a conqueror, can better understand Omega's inner thoughts.

Mrs. Gloria's previous conversation was aimed at He Huan everywhere, saying that Fitz not only wants to get married, but it is impossible to have only one Omega in the future.

He Huan didn't take it seriously, and even thought about when to leave Fitz.

His thoughts were very straightforward, and Fitz had always been keen and easily read his emotions.

Do plants have hearts?

Of course there is, but compared with the rich emotions of human beings, goblins yearn for freedom and freedom.

To be with only one person all your life?

Sorry, can't do it.

"Go and rest first, I'll go to the study to deal with things." Fitz didn't say any more, and went straight upstairs to the study.

He Huan looked at his back and stood there for a long time without moving.

…

The next morning, when He Huan woke up, he was alone on the bed, and the position beside him was cold, with no residual warmth.

I don't know if Fitz didn't go to bed last night, or got up very early.

He Huan sat on the bed for a while before washing up and going downstairs.

He saw Fitz sitting at the dining table, reading something with his optical brain, looking a little busy and serious, probably busy with work.

Sensing He Huan's movement, Fitz looked up and said in a calm tone, "Are you awake? Go downstairs and have breakfast."

He Huan vaguely saw a smile on the corner of Fitz's mouth, but it was fleeting, and he even suspected that he was wrong.

Recalling last night's unhappiness, He Huan's heart seemed to be clouded with doubts. What made him so happy?

"Good morning." He Huan smiled, wrapped his arms around Fitz's neck affectionately, and kissed him on the cheek.

Now that Fitz has turned the page on what happened last night, he is also happy to pretend it never happened. He doesn't like dangerous games like minesweeping.

Fitz pressed the back of He Huan's neck with his palm, and pressed the tip of his nose against his glands.

In He Huan in the morning, the pheromone not only has the sweet fragrance of flowers, but also the smell of grass and trees, which is intoxicating and refreshing at the same time.

He Huan relaxed his body, ready to be pierced by canine teeth and injected with pheromone.

But Fitz just rubbed the tip of his nose lightly against his glands, sniffing his fragrance, spraying warm breath on the sensitive glands.

The glands are heating up and becoming restless.

He Huan grabbed Fitz's collar with both hands, and moved slightly vigorously, with a hint of urging.

Fitz wrapped his arms around his too slender waist, and with a movement of his arms, he hugged him into his arms,

"Did you sleep well last night?"

He Huan paused, thinking that he really turned the page and let it go, so he was waiting here.

He Huan laughed, put his chin on the top of his head, and gently stroked his hair: "It's not good, I was alone when I slept, and I was alone when I woke up. After so many days apart, my Alpha didn't fulfill his promise. Responsibility."

After finishing speaking, He Huan pressed the top of Fitz's head with his palm, making the gesture more obvious.

However, Fitz did not cut open the gland with his canine teeth as he wished, but crushed it heavily with the tip of his nose.

He Huan gasped a few times, the last breath being the longest.

The gland was like a storage battery. Fitz turned on the switch, and the current flowed through He Huan's limbs, shaking involuntarily.

Fitz let him go.

He Huan looked at him through a layer of mist, puzzled.

Fitz moved him to the chair next to him, tidied his clothes himself, and then set up breakfast: "It's all what you like, and I'll take you to the set after eating."

"Really..." He Huan leaned back on the chair because of his body's soreness, and looked up at the man sitting beside him.

His handsome facial features carried a cold temperament, awe-inspiring and majestic.

The well-tailored military uniform adds to the dignity and makes him look inviolable. Especially the top button of the collar is awe-inspiring asceticism.

He Huan slightly parted his red lips, and his Adam's apple slipped less obviously.

Fitz turned his head to look at him, his eyes were cold and unwavering: "What's wrong?"

He Huan looked at him for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and unbuttoned the two buttons on his neckline: "It's a bit hot." As he said that, he slapped the neckline twice with his hand, and the loose neckline added a touch of laziness to him With a decadent temperament, the skin on the chest is fair, and the two ends of the delicate collarbone are sunken into shadows.

The delicate and well-behaved Omega instantly turned into a bewitching fairy, extravagant and lingering.

These three words quickly flashed through Samir Fitz's mind, those stills, posters, small videos...

The exaggerated click-through rate and download rate on Zhiwang, the largest data hints how many Alphas in the whole interstellar world have saved these pictures and videos, and some unforgivable fantasies arose.

Fitz closed his eyes and turned his head.

He Huan was a little surprised at his calmness, his eyes fell from his handsome face, to his broad shoulders, to his strong arms, and then...

Is the right hand holding the fork too hard, the veins are bulging, and the long silver handle is already showing signs of bending.

He Huan smiled silently and did not speak.

Breakfast ends quickly.

After He Huan changed his clothes, he went out with Fitz.

The aircraft has already stopped at the door, like a soldier who is dedicated to his duty.

He Huan recognized that this was not the one from last night, and asked casually, "Have you changed your car?"

Fitz responded: "Well, you are not allowed to equip weapons when you go to Dongnuo Palace, you can only fly this kind of commercial aircraft."

Donno Palace?

The name is very familiar, and it seems to be frequently seen in the headlines of major news.

He Huan thought about it carefully, and suddenly said: "Are you going to the palace?"

Fitz gave him a slightly surprised look.

He Huan's attention was all on the three words Dongnuo Palace, and he didn't see Fitz's expression.

At this moment, he was thinking about what Groya said last night, Fitz's identity must be extraordinary.

He Huan also knows that Fitz is by no means an ordinary person, but now it seems that it is not just such a simple situation as a wealthy and noble family. Marriage is needed to consolidate the position and check and balance all forces, and it is likely to be a royal family.

Although the technological level of the interstellar era has advanced rapidly, the political system has not developed in a bright direction.

Today's empire is nothing but an alternative era of separation of powers.

Royal power, political power, and military power each enclose territory and check and balance each other.

This delicate balance has lasted for hundreds of years. Although there are many frictions, it still keeps the empire running smoothly.

The power and influence of the imperial royal family are not as strong as in ancient times. Most of the time, they are more like a mascot, representing the spirit and supreme image of the empire.

But it does not mean that the royal family does not have the ability to exercise political power and military power.

For example, the current king, Senter, has mastered more than half of the empire's political power and one-third of the military power through years of struggle for power.

His ambition is obvious. He wants to restore the ancient system of divine right of kings and centralized power, and become the supreme ruler of the empire.

However, He Huan didn't care about what the empire's political system would develop in the future.

He just doesn't want to get involved in the vortex of political struggles, which is really annoying.

While in Kesburg, He Huan accidentally learned about the relationship between Fitz and Marshal Xu Xianglei.

It now appears that Fitz is not only distinguished, but also holds military power.

He Huan also thought that the other Marshal Achiko was a reformist, but Xu Xianglei was a conservative.

In this way, the focus of Fitz's future life must revolve around this factional struggle.

Judging from Mrs. Gloria's earnest attitude, this battle may be about to ring the bell.

Seeing that He Huan suddenly became deep in thought, Fitz couldn't help but ask him, "What are you thinking?"

He Huan looked sideways, looked at the man beside him who was so outstanding that his heart was moved, and secretly sighed.

If Fitz was just an ordinary nobleman, He Huan wouldn't mind spending more time with him.

But he not only has a complicated identity, but also has a strong possessive desire for himself.

"I won't look for another Omega."

"You will never be allowed to have anything to do with any Alpha again!"

"As long as you dare to let Hicks touch you, you can stay out of bed for the rest of your life!"

Thinking of the three sentences that Fitz said last night, they could be used as fun before, but now He Huan feels like he is on his back.

The discomfort in Fitz's heart was even greater, and this discomfort seemed to come from the Omega beside him.

Fitz guessed that He Huan must be thinking about something again, his thin lips were tightly pursed, leaving only a cold arc.

The speed of the aircraft is outstanding, and it reached the set in no time.

He Huan had already seen Qi Peng who was waiting for him at the door, and he was looking around to see if there were any reporters secretly taking pictures.

At the same time, an aircraft landed slowly ahead. The car door opened quickly, and Yan Tingyun walked out from inside.

"I'm going down." He Huan unbuckled his seat belt and moved briskly.

Fitz grabbed his wrist: "So impatient to go down?"

Touching Omega's body, he felt the other party's desire to leave as soon as possible.

He Huan also felt Fitz's sullenness at the same time. He had to stop and stabilize his mood to appease Fitz: "I just want to go to the set to finish shooting the scene early, and there is still a press conference to be held in the afternoon."

In fact, the press conference was supposed to be held the day before yesterday, but it had to be postponed for two days due to the bullying incident on Myers campus.

He Huan originally planned to hold a press conference this afternoon to completely sever the relationship with the He family and at the same time inform the public of the cause of Muriel's death.

He Huan had already told Fitz about this matter, and the other party even asked if he needed help, and he looked very enthusiastic. Why did he suddenly get emotional now?

Suddenly, out of the corner of He Huan's eye, he saw Yan Tingyun who had just got out of the car, with his coat hanging on his arm.

He Huan's eyelids twitched, why is his coat in Yan Tingyun's hands?

He left last night after receiving a communication from Fitz, probably left his coat in the dining room at that time...

Didn't this idiot Qi Peng take his coat back? !

Then He Huan saw Qi Peng running up to Yan Tingyun with a smile on his face. He not only took the coat from Yan Tingyun, but also thanked him with a smile, and then secretly stuffed the coat into his handbag with a guilty conscience look.

He Huan subconsciously tried to break free from Fitz's hand but snatched the coat back, but Fitz's wrists were clamped even tighter.

"Why is your coat in his hands, huh?" Fitz tugged hard and threw He Huan into the seat.

The seat is comfortable and spacious, and the material is soft, and He Huan was even gently bounced up.

The slight sense of weightlessness dazzled He Huan, his eyes dazzled, and when he regained his strength, Fitz had already imprisoned him in the seat.

"Why is your coat in his hand?"

Omega's private belongings fell into the hands of Alpha, which is an act of breaking the sense of taboo, especially personal items such as clothing.

Omega gave Alpha the clothes contaminated with its own pheromone, which is equivalent to implying that it wants to have a relationship with this Alpha.

He Huan tried to explain: "I didn't give it to him. I received your message last night. I went downstairs without thinking. I forgot to take my coat."

Fitz sneered, "Your manager wasn't there last night?"

"Yes." He Huan replied simply, but his confidence was already lacking.

He was indeed right about this matter, but the coat appeared in Yan Tingyun's hands, and it was a bit hard to argue in this situation.

Alphas have a strong desire to possess Omega, and the private property of their own Omega is in the hands of other Alphas who are not blood related. This is simply a kind of provocation, and it can even be said to be a declaration of war.

"So, why didn't your agent get his coat last night?" Fitz continued pressing.

He Huan was so overwhelmed by his pheromone that his limp body sank deeply into the seat. He raised his chin slightly: "I don't know, it just so happens that they are both outside, so let's confront each other face to face."

"How much credibility do they have?" Fitz said sarcastically.

Both Yan Tingyun and Qi Peng were on He Huan's side. Even if they told the 200% truth, Fitz couldn't believe it.

Of course He Huan knew this, but if he didn't do something, he didn't do it, and he refused to take the blame.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the hotel to adjust the video from last night..." He Huan couldn't continue after talking halfway. When the crew gathers in any hotel, they will ask to turn off the surveillance in the private room, not only to ensure the safety of the actors, but also to The ** of the crew.

Fitz naturally thought of this too, and the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth became wider and wider: "You have always ignored my words, and you will never learn well."

He Huan's face was cold: "Believe it or not, I'm not lying."

"It's useless to talk more, it's better to do something practical." After finishing speaking, Fitz straightened up and unbuttoned his cuff buttons and collar buttons.

The domineering and powerful pheromones pressed on He Huan like a mountain. He opened his mouth, and what he was about to say turned into a sob.

He curled up into a ball in the seat, covering his mouth with his hands.

Alpha's pheromone exudes a signal of conquest and whipping, which is very different from the previous one, full of admonishment and aggression.

"Before you went out, you said that I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as an Alpha." Fitz threw his shirt on the ground and straightened his legs: "It is indeed my fault. From now on, I will take your responsibility every day." Feed me so you don't mess around. Do you like this position?"

He Huan's two legs hung on the raised armrests of the seat. His toes were raised and stretched due to unbearable pressure, and they kept shaking due to the force.

On He Huanruan's hanging arm, the bound optical brain issued an urgent call.

once, twice...

The other party persistently dialed He Huan's phone, and the ringtone echoed in the spacious aircraft.

The urgent bell was accompanied by a more urgent attack, He Huan's heart tightened violently, and his breathing was so thin that he was about to faint.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Fitz raised his arm, showing the optical brain in front of him.

The names of Qi Peng and Yan Tingyun appeared alternately on the screen, just like a competition, without any pause.

Tears blurred He Huan's eyes again and again, and the handwriting on the screen had blurred into patterns.

"Scared?" Fitz wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pinched his chin and forced him to look at the light brain.

He Huan saw the words "Qi Peng" disappear and the words "Yan Tingyun" appear.

Fitz crushed him hard, and every time the word "Yan Tingyun" appeared, He Huan would lose himself especially.

Begging for mercy is useless at all, but acts like a catalyst, triggering a more violent reaction.

"This is the fifteenth call." Fitz picked him up, and carried him to the window with his arms.

The ringing continued, and He Huan's face was forcibly pressed against the coated glass. Because of his keen five senses, he could clearly see the anxious expressions on the faces of Qi Peng and Yan Tingyun.

Yan Tingyun looked at the optical brain for a while, and looked around for a while, anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"You are so heartless, don't you feel distressed?" Fitz forced He Huan to lift his neck high and pant.

"You said, if I tear off this layer of coating, will they find it?" Fitz had just finished speaking, and he groaned with sweat all over his head. After a long while, he panted and said, "I like this kind of stimulation." ? Your body is tense."

"You see he is so anxious, how about calling him back?" Fitz raised He Huan's arm again, Yan Tingyun's name was still flashing on the screen.

He Huan showed a pleading expression and shook his head feebly.

Fitz took his other hand, snapped out his index finger, and unlocked it with his fingerprint.

He Huan stared at Fitz incredulously.

Fitz pressed him tightly, and his voice was hoarse in his ear: "Say it!"

Yan Tingyun's eager voice came from the communication: "He Huan, where are you? Why haven't you answered the phone?"

"Hey, why don't you talk, what's wrong with you?"

Fitz fiddled with He Huan's earlobe: "That's right, why don't you speak?"

The extreme dizziness made He Huan dare not speak at all. His short nails dug deep into Fitz's skin, leaving a crescent-shaped bloodstain.

"He Huan, can you talk? Qi Peng and I are very worried about you."

Fitz stopped suddenly, and even kindly followed He Huan's back: "Did you hear that, they are very worried about you."

He Huan slowed down, listening to the urging of Yan Tingyun and Fitz, he felt that his stomach was going to explode: "I'm **** a man in the car, come down when I'm done!"