mtlumby2d Chapter 381 This is my destiny alpha08
Chapter 381 This is my destiny alpha08
As soon as Wen Hongxuan opened his eyes, he heard Xiaoqi reporting to him that Mo Yang had come to see him last night.
Xiao Qi couldn't bear to see Mo Yang sad, so she quickly explained things to Wen Hongxuan and asked him to explain things to Mo Yang.
Wen Hongxuan just smiled, without any intention of explaining.
"How should I explain? Say that I came to him with the memories of my past life? Are you sure I won't be considered a psychopath?"
Wen Hongxuan said calmly, "He will know after he recovers his memory."
[But, when will Mo Yang be able to recover his memory...]
"How should I know? He's here with me now, nothing will happen."
Wen Hongxuan is very open-minded. Nothing is more important than keeping people under his control. Everything else is not a problem.
[The footage of Mo Yang being trapped in the parking lot yesterday was leaked. The photos online only showed Mo Yang and the male Omega. The angle of view was borrowed, so it must have been intentionally taken secretly.]
"Well," Wen Hongxuan's smile faded a little, and he rubbed his temple and sighed, "Does Ayang have many suitors in this world?"
[So many...] Xiao Qi said honestly, [Luckily he can't smell other people's pheromones, otherwise he might have been dirty a long time ago.]
"..."
Thinking of Mo Yang smelling of lemon yesterday, Wen Hongxuan's head began to swell.
What Xiao Qi said makes sense. Even if Mo Yang himself doesn't want to, there are so many people willing to throw themselves at him. If an Omega can seduce Mo Yang into arousal, what will happen?
Wen Hongxuan hopes that Mo Yang’s inability to smell other people’s pheromones will never be cured. Having him alone is enough.
When Mo Yang knocked on the door, Wen Hongxuan had just finished packing and was about to go out, and the two of them bumped into each other at the door.
"This is your house. You don't need to knock when you enter my room."
Wen Hongxuan felt a little sorry when he thought about how Mo Yang had to hesitate for a long time at the door yesterday before he could even enter, so he spoke up to remind him.
"Isn't it bad? What if it's inconvenient for you--" Mo Yang felt that what he said was strange and even difficult to understand.
"I'm not inconvenienced, and there's nothing I can't show you," Wen Hongxuan followed Mo Yang downstairs, "Mo Yang, be more confident."
Mo Yang blinked, staring blankly at Wen Hongxuan patting his shoulder, trying hard to digest Wen Hongxuan's words.
What does it mean to be more confident?
Was he encouraging himself to go into his room? Or was he encouraging himself to do something else?
Mo Yang was a little confused for a moment. He kept chewing and savoring what Wen Hongxuan said, and finally figured out a clue.
"You," Mo Yang turned his head to look at Wen Hongxuan, then quickly looked away, "You didn't put on the barrier patch."
Wen Hongxuan stopped and touched the back of his neck, then turned his head to look towards the room, "Don't you like my smell? I'll go back and get it."
Mo Yang raised his hand and grabbed Wen Hongxuan's wrist, "No need, just remember to put it on when you go out, I like it."
Wen Hongxuan then continued to go to the restaurant with Mo Yang, and didn't notice at all that he was being held by Mo Yang the whole time, because for Wen Hongxuan, this little action was as natural as breathing air.
Mo Yang had another idea.
He held Wen Hongxuan's hand all the way, feeling very nervous, fearing that Wen Hongxuan would get angry. However, based on his secret observation, Wen Hongxuan didn't seem to react.
There was no disgust or unnaturalness, as if I didn't notice it.
Mo Yang was a little shocked. He was a grown man holding Wen Hongxuan's hand, but Wen Hongxuan didn't react at all. Was this man a robot?
"The lemon-flavored Omega from yesterday was a newly-debuted 18th-tier celebrity who wanted to become famous in an unconventional way."
Although he knew that Mo Yang would take care of it, Wen Hongxuan still couldn't help but tell Mo Yang during the meal, "But he shouldn't have set his sights on you. I don't want to see him again."
Mo Yang was happy when he heard this, and nodded in agreement, "I see, so I won't even eat lemons anymore from now on?"
"No, there's nothing delicious about it." Wen Hongxuan swallowed the shrimp dumplings in the spoon in one gulp, chewing and swallowing them angrily.
"Okay," Mo Yang always paid attention to his emotions, "Don't get angry at someone who's not worth it so early in the morning. I'll take care of it."
Mo Yang thought about it, picked up a piece of vegetable with his chopsticks and put it in Wen Hongxuan's bowl, staring at his reaction like a radar.
Wen Hongxuan stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation, and took a sip from the soup bowl to smooth out the shrimp dumplings he had just eaten.
Mo Yang raised his hand and picked up another small bun for Wen Hongxuan. Wen Hongxuan took it all and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Mo Yang found it interesting. He seemed to know what Wen Hongxuan meant when he told him to be more confident.
"You can't have the smell of other people on you in the future, otherwise you are not allowed to enter the house." Wen Hongxuan made a request to Mo Yang without any reason.
Mo Yang was still thinking about the home that Wen Hongxuan mentioned. Could it be that he was referring to his own home?
Normally, alphas and omegas who go out will consciously put on pheromone blocking patches, but there are always one or two who don't.
Especially around Mo Yang, there were more people who were unconscious.
Mo Yang couldn't smell it before, so he would just go home, take a shower, change clothes and just forget about it.
Now that there is Wen Hongxuan in the family, he seems to dislike other smells.
Mo Yang thought about it, looked at him and said, "I will keep my distance from others, but I can't smell it, so I don't know if I got it when I went home."
Mo Yang lowered his eyes and said with some grievance, "I didn't mean it."
Wen Hongxuan's heart softened, and he hooked his finger around Mo Yang's hand, "Ayang, can I give you my pheromones? If you smell like me, no one will be so blind as to snatch me away."
Mo Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, because Wen Hongxuan called him Ayang and said he was mine.
So Wen Hongxuan was really calling me last night?
But is it true that he had no connection with Wen Hongxuan before, or is it that Wen Hongxuan has lost his mind and mistook him for someone else?
"I am yours?" Mo Yang found it a little funny.
Although he was not disgusted by this matter, and was even secretly happy about it, he became Wen Hongxuan's person inexplicably. Wasn't it too hasty?
"Of course." Wen Hongxuan pulled his hand back and continued eating. "Do you have any objection?"
"..." He really had no objection.
Mo Yang thought about it, stared at Wen Hongxuan for a while, and shook his head uncertainly.
Wen Hongxuan raised the corner of his mouth and picked up a small bun for Mo Yang in a very good mood, "So good."
Mo Yang ignored Wen Hongxuan's tone, which was no different from coaxing a three-year-old child, and asked casually, "What are you going to do after dinner?"
"I'm packing my luggage. I didn't even take out my stuff yesterday," Wen Hongxuan answered honestly. "I have to go home later. I haven't been home for five years. If I don't go back, I'm afraid my parents won't want to recognize me as their son."