Chapter 152: Second World: XieXie's Private Property

Befuddled by his own behavior Wen Qinxi pushed him away feeling as though his territory was tainted by that omega scent and he wouldn't be able to stay here until it was gone. "Get out!" he thoughtlessly said instantly regretting the words as soon as they left his mouth.

Qie Ranzhe's face went taut his bloodshot eyes apparent as he tightly grasped Zhao Xieshu's wrist. He never felt secure in his relationship with Zhao Xieshu and would only feel secure until he had left a trace of himself on his omega's body and possess him entirely. He always had the feeling that Zhao Xieshu was similar to the magical green northern lights that vanish at a moment's notice without any warning. But today he wasn't going to let him go not in this lifetime not even in the next, Zhao Xieshu belonged to him.

"Tell me what it is and l will fix it. Don't...don't just shut me out," he said in a coaxing tone but Zhao Xieshu wouldn't stop struggling his speech incoherent.

"Her...I smell her...get out," said Wen Qinxi feeling his chest tightened with teary eyes even he had to ask himself, 'What the fuck is wrong with me?'

What he didn't know was that his body was rejecting Zhao Huangzhi's pheromone left on Qie Ranzhe's body causing such a dramatic reaction. He hadn't smelt the pheromone on the Marshal before as they hadn't been close enough for him to smell it but their proximity after hugging made it possible.

Normally an omega wouldn't react this strongly to someone he or she has taken interest in having another omega's linger scent but coupled with the emotional trauma caused by Zhao Huangzhi, Wen Qinxi couldn't stand it as unpleasant memories filled his mind. He had to get away from Qie Ranzhe otherwise he would go mad.

Any regular person wouldn't have understood Wen Qinxi's rambling but Qie Ranzhe wasn't a regular person. He instantly understood what he meant and immediately left to take a thorough shower in the guest bathroom and deodorise his entire body. He had scrubbed himself clean as soon as he got to his office but because Zhao Huangzhi purposefully released his omega pheromone the entire time he was knocked out meant there would still be some traces only an omega could sense.

After he left Wen Qinxi felt better with only a niggling nauseating feeling remaining. His senses had finally returned as an endless string of curses escaped his mouth. He was having a major freak out that even terrified the system into hiding lest it got caught up in the cross fire. After thirty minutes of venting cursing whoever came up with an ABO world he searched his closet for clothes in a slightly larger size but couldn't find anything apart from jogger pants that were a size larger. Even that wouldn't fit the Qie Ranzhe's tall figure so he fiddled with his communicator purchasing express delivery clothes for the Marshal to wear with a malicious grin on his face.

As soon as Qie Ranzhe stepped out of the shower his clothes had completely disappeared replaced with a lavish packaging from an expensive clothing brand. He could only guess it was Zhao Xieshu's doing since his clothes might have Zhao Huangzhi's scent so he didn't protest opening the box but the smile on his face soon fell when he realised what was in it. How on earth was he supposed to wear such a zany outfit? Was he supposed to leave the palace wearing this?

Twenty minutes later he finally came gathered up the courage to come out with a sombre expression but Wen Qinxi was esthetic splitting his sides in laughter. This was gold a priceless experience with him as its only witness. The Marshal was wearing mid-thigh black shorts with the sentence 'XieXie's property' printed in yellow on his buttocks. His t-shirt was even worse printed in yellow 'XieXie's Private Property' and an allow pointing down at his crotch.

The Marshal was obviously displeased but seeing Zhao Xieshu this excited he swallowed his pride swaggering towards his cheerful and lively omega. "I look silly," he said pulling Zhao Xieshu by the waist drawing him closer, "Can l take it off now and wear my old clothes?"

"Oh....I discarded those. I couldn't stand it but if you keep these on," replied Wen Qinxi wrapping his arms around Qie Ranzhe's neck with flirtatious eyes,  "l will let you spend the rest of the day here." There was an indescribable joy that came from teasing Qie Ranzhe that Wen Qinxi couldn't help himself, little did he know he was playing with fire.

"Mn....I will wear it then," replied Qie Ranzhe his once calm eyes turning vicious with the desire to possess the person right in front of him. Qie Ranzhe forcefully drew the omega closer planting his lips on Zhao Xieshu's his soft nimble tongue thrusting into the prince's mouth with his hands firmly grasping the omega's waist holding him in place.

Wen Qinxi had no time to protest as the alpha ruthlessly invaded his mouth chasing after his tongue like a hungry beast filling the air with lewd kissing sounds. He felt his entire body shudder in pleasure were the two tongues entwined making Wen Qinxi crazed yearning for more. It was as if his taste buds had been graced by an addictive mask taste with a hint of jasmine that made his omega senses want to swallow the Marshal whole. What he didn't know was that his body was taking in the Marshal's alpha pheromones from his saliva.

Wen Qinxi pulled at Qie Ranzhe's neck deepening the kiss his ravenous tongue wildly ravaging the Marshal's mouth as the seductive alpha pheromones intoxicated his mind to the point of dizziness.

Qie Ranzhe couldn't endure such provocation anymore, he was fairly certain that he was reaching his limit, a point of no return. He could no longer guarantee Zhao Xieshu's safety forcing him to part with his alluring omega before it was too late.

Wen Qinxi who was suddenly deprived of that addictive taste felt aggrieved but he wasn't the type to draw back into his turtle shell waiting for the next opportunity. No, if he wants it then he will go get it.

"The Marshal has such sexy ass," he whispered in Qie Ranzhe's ear in a coy tone his risqué hand groping the Marshal's but didn't expect Qie Ranzhe to turn savage in the next moment lifting his entire body with Zhao Xieshu's legs wrapped around his waist.

The Marshal's bulge on his lower half was already rubbing aganist the omega's delicate area through the fabric making Zhao Xieshu shudder in both fear and excitement.

Wen Qinxi's omega parts tingled with a sense of crisis as he reprimanded himself. 'Shit! I took it too far.' As they say you reap what you sow.