Major General's Omega is Gorgeous

Chapter 3

Lu Qiao lowered her eyes, watching Lance's hand wipe his collar and button it one by one until his collarbone was covered by smooth silk.

Lance's hands are beautiful, slender and strong, with thin calluses from years of training.Lu Qiao has seen the appearance of Lance repairing the mecha, his fingers shuttled between the buttons and the cover, and his dexterity was unbelievable; and when he was training, his fingers tapped and changed on the console, as if playing music...Of course, he Prefer Lance put his hands on him and play him.

He took Lance's hand on his neck and interlocked his fingers.

"You mean Hyman? He doesn't come to accompany me often, but he comes more often than you anyway."

When Lu Qiao opened her mouth, she was answering Lance's first question.

"Of course, it's not as much time as you and Quinn spent together." There was a thorn in his words.

"We are on business." Lance said helplessly.

"Is there a difference?" He squinted at Lance, and the light flashed for a moment, "I'm sure—"

"For him, as long as he is with you, even if he is buried in the pile of documents all the time, he is just as happy."

Lance stroked his cheek.

"Quinn is just a soldier, fulfilling his obligations, no different from other alphas or bas."

"At least in my eyes there is no difference," Lance emphasized again. He usually doesn't like to explain these things, and Lu Qiao rarely struggles with him about this kind of thing, but today is an exception. After all, they have been separated for too long: "He is very Proper, not out of line, those are just rumors."

"Humph?"

Lu Qiao squinted at him.

"'Not out of line?'" he raised an eyebrow. "That's not what his eyes said."

Lance still wanted to say something.

Lu Qiao lightly kicked his calf.

"I can't be wrong, after all—"

"I knew this feeling when I was 16, like him, obsessed with you." There are little hooks in his eyes.

For the umpteenth time, Lance was hooked by Lu Qiao's eyes.

Lu Qiao is like this, able to turn all unhappiness into sweet words.

If he was unhappy, he would always click to the end, and then tell Lance clearly, in various ways, that I am unhappy only because I like you so much.

Just because of you.

Which alpha can resist it?

Lu Qiao blinked in his arms and wrapped his arms around him.

"Well, there is no other omega flavor."

"Can you smell it too?" Lance laughed, picked him up like a doll, and walked towards the sofa.

"It's just that you have entered other Omega in your bedroom, I can smell it."

"How could someone else get into our bedroom?" Lance sat down with him in his arms, and ruffled his hair, thinking it was another Lu Qiao-style confession.

...that really happened.

A short-sighted omega really did such a stupid thing.

This matter is not difficult to understand, Lance is already famous, and it is easy to attract others, not to mention that Lance is still the savior of that Omega, or, in other words, the straw.

However, Lance was on a mission outside at the time, so he didn't know about it at all.

When he came back, he only saw Lu Qiao with a charming smile.

As for how to deal with that Omega... Lu Qiao is not a tolerant person.

His consideration will only be on Lance.

But Lu Qiao didn't answer.

Lance doesn't need to know this.

"Didn't it mean there was no time to come back?" He straddled Lance.

He didn't forget the morning video.

"Come back and have a look," Lance said in a hoarse voice, still exhausted from high-intensity work, "see if my Jojo has been hooked by other alphas."

Just kidding, who can look at their own Omega in all its glory and meet other alphas alone and remain indifferent?

"So are you staying here tonight?"

"No, I still have to go back to the military headquarters."

"Really so busy?"

"I asked the secretary to help me sort it out before I took the time to come back. The original plan was to discuss it together and then consolidate the files..."

"Secretary—Quinn?"

He suddenly shut up, and stared at him with raised phoenix eyes.

Seven months and seven days, how many times will they discuss like this?

Oh, maybe after the discussion, we will have dinner together and go to the training ground together.

"Yes, Quinn's working ability is good, he can be regarded as a very outstanding Omega," Lance finally realized, "It's just that, nothing else."

More than half a year was enough for Quinn to participate in Lance's daily life as a secretary.

If you want to know about Lance's life on the seventh planet, you can't avoid Quinn.

Realizing this, Lu Qiao grabbed Lance's uniform tightly:

"What does he do?"

"Organizing documents, business handover, daily chores, uh, that's about it." Lance replied quickly.

"Daily chores? He won't clean the office for you, right?" Lu Qiao's mind quickly thought of all kinds of general secretary literature on the star network.

"No, no," Lance repeatedly denied, "he only checks occasionally, and sometimes cooks for the headquarters."

"Cook for you?"

"It's cooking for the officers of the headquarters, and occasionally, as a small celebration."

"I can cook for you too."

"You?" Lance was a little amused, "Jojo, don't you hate lampblack the most?"

Indeed.Lu Qiao always believed that the cooking fume from the kitchen would damage his skin, so he insisted on not touching his fingers.

It's nothing, it's just the common sense of maintenance that every noble Omega knows.

Lu Qiao never cooks himself, even when he took the initiative to stick to Lance.

But he will tailor a nutritious meal for Lance in the best restaurant in the capital city.

Isn't it better for each to perform his own duties?It's a triple win.It was better than him trying to cook a plate of fairly mediocre food at the risk of hurting his skin.

...that's weird.

The dullest Omega knows the meaning of cooking for Alpha himself—don't tell him what kind of job this is, he's never heard of a life secretary needing to cook for himself.

He stared at the epaulets on Lance's uniform, almost burning a hole in it.

"I dislike him."

"You seem to hate every omega around me."

"You're just attracting bees and attracting butterflies!" Lu Qiao said unceremoniously, "So what if I hate them? I can't even see you, I can only watch them circle around you from a distance!"

Lance was silent.

He volunteered to be stationed on the seventh star, and he will never change it.

At that time, Lu Qiao couldn't get away from the cooperation with the research institute in the imperial capital, and Lance didn't want Lu Qiao to go.

One is that the weather on Seventh Star is dry and windy, and Omega with delicate skin will definitely not feel comfortable there. Second, he urgently needs to get rid of the constraints of the Percy family, but as long as Lu Qiao is around, the shadow of the Percy family will linger.

As Lu Qiao's husband, the Percy family certainly helped him a lot.

But he has his own ambitions.

He could share his achievements with Lu Qiao, but he couldn't tolerate the Percy family trying to manipulate his career.

However, Lu Qiao was always the direct omega of the Percy family.

It's contradictory, but it doesn't matter, their union was contradictory from the start.

"I'm going to the Seventh Star." Lu Qiao uttered these words almost word for word.

"No." Lance slowed down his tone without thinking, "It's windy and sandy over there, it's uncomfortable."

"Give me a reason." Lu Qiao's beautiful eyes lit up.

Don't talk about wind and sand, he will go there even with a knife.

"The application period is over."

Five simple words, plain and plain, sealed Lu Qiao's mouth like a roll of invisible tape.

The seventh star belongs to the military star, and the annual application period is open to tourist applications, while military family members need to submit a record at the beginning of their tenure to enter the seventh star.

That's all, Lu Qiao is an aristocrat, so there is always some room for turning around.

But Lance would not tolerate privilege—especially on the Seventh Star, the foundation of his career.You know, Lance has always publicly declared that in his jurisdiction, the law is supreme and treats all people equally-so Lance is very popular among ordinary people.

Lance would never allow his spouse to do that.

Lu Qiao knew what these five words meant better than anyone else.

After all, in the past five years of marriage, he has compromised countless times for this.

The fire in his eyes was completely extinguished at once, leaving no embers.

"It can't be like this," he whispered, "I just want to be with my alpha, is there anything too much..."

"It will be winter vacation soon, I promise, I will come back to accompany you."

"You promised at least three times." There are new tasks every time.

"the last time."

Lu Qiao fell silent.From the look in Lance's eyes, he could tell that Lance would not agree.

"I sent you a gift." Lance broke the silence, "Did you receive it?"

"Got it, a pile of rocks." He was sullen.

"The gemstone mine of the seventh star," Lance pinched his waist with warm hands, "I went to the mine to mine it myself."

Everyone knows that the gemstones produced by the seventh star are rare and expensive, and many noble omega flock to them.

"Whose mine?" Lu Qiao is obviously not an ordinary Omega, "Ruth? Arthur? Our family is not familiar with them..."

This kind of precious mineral lode is controlled by traditional giants and is closed for mining.

Even if it is a general who just wants to send some gifts to his Omega, if he has no friendship with them, it is difficult to go in himself.

Until then, Lance couldn't help showing a little smile on his face.

"Our family."

"what?"

"I said, from now on on the seventh planet, there will be a mine that belongs to you."

Lance was satisfied to see Lu Qiao's beautiful eyes staring at him blankly.

"...a mine," he muttered to himself, "what did you do on the seventh planet..."

The Seventh Star does not belong to the traditional sphere of influence of the Percy family, and Lu Qiao can't help Lance with the power of his mother's family as before, and he doesn't know what Lance has done.

Lu Qiao couldn't figure out what could make those mining tycoons let go - it was tantamount to taking food from a tiger's mouth.

His heart beat a little faster.

From the first time he saw Lance, he could tell that this was an ambitious alpha.

He fell for this, and rushed to Lance unceremoniously, telling, or tempting Lance, I can help you.

cost?No, there is no price to pay, I just like you and am fascinated by you.

surprised?Don't be surprised... sooner or later you will fall for me too.

That's how he is. From childhood to adulthood, he has an almost absurd self-confidence and courage, and he must fight for whatever he wants.

The strange thing is that he often gets what he wants.

It wasn't something the Percys had taught him.It is the heart that burst out under the oppression of the almost jungle law in the black star belt when I was a child.

Or maybe it's nature, heredity, thanks to my father's teaching.

He knew that Lance and he were the same kind of person, he knew it at the first sight, and he knew it when he first fell in love with Lance.

Now it seems that he was right.

"Like it?" Lance stared at him.

It was Lance's habit, whenever he felt that Lu Qiao was about to get angry, he would give gifts.

"A mine, well," he let go, "looks good."

It's actually pretty good.It's not that the minerals themselves are precious. There are also many mining industries on other planets under Lu Qiao's name, but the meaning behind the transfer of the mineral rights.

Lu Qiao is an Omega, but he was born with a terrifying sensitivity to these areas dominated by alphas - there is no doubt that Lance has torn a hole in the seventh star's power system.

...It also means that Lance will gradually leave the name of the Percy family.

Five years of marriage is enough for Lance to lay the foundation.

He carefully looked at the alpha in front of him, he was quiet and no longer fussing, feeling a lot in his heart.

"Do you really want to go?" He asked Lance one last time as he said goodbye to Lance at the door.

It was obvious that Lance's aircraft had already turned on their lights.

Lu Qiao watched the aircraft hovering in the air by herself, and suddenly dropped the thin bracelet from her hand.

The scent of pheromone gushes out.

Tuberose, usually luxurious, but secretly charming.

Right now, it is as gorgeous as patches of wild flowers in the wild, following the call of the spring breeze, ostentatiously ostentatious.

"...I thought you'd at least help me open the suppressor first."

He was already the only one in the house, and there was no answer to this sentence.

The pheromone suppression was suddenly released. Lu Qiao's cheeks were flushed and her legs were a little weak. She walked into the bedroom by herself and closed the door with a bang.

Before closing the door, he sent an order to the smart butler with his remaining sobriety.

"Please help me make an appointment with Editor-in-Chief Xie of the News Department."