The interior was quiet and the light was dim. Only a little moonlight outside the window leaked through the window gap, sprinkling on the boy's face, illuminating his magnificent face a little pale.

Hearing the steady and even breathing of the people around him, Yan Weiliang opened his eyes, his amber eyes were quiet and unconscious.

For a moment, he was seriously thinking about the possibility of directly killing Chu Yuwen.

If strength is restored, this possibility is 50%.

Now it's 0%.

Whimsical.

Yan Weiliang closed his eyes a little disappointed, and then his body stiffened.

One hand buckles his waist.

"Can't you sleep?" Chu Yuwen asked in a low voice.

Alpha's super mental power can easily sense whether the person next to him is sleeping soundly or pretending to be asleep. Even the murderous intent that flashes through the air can be keenly captured.

Yan Weiliang did not show too much, but this was enough to make Chu Yuwen feel strange.

Yan Weiliang opened his eyes gently.

His back was facing Chu Yuwen, but he knew that the man's sharp gaze was staring at him. If he had any mistakes, the hand that was buckled against his waist might break his neck in an instant.

This is his young friend.

He is his current nominal spouse.

It was Alpha who had physical ties.

He is also the most iron-blooded and cruelest imperial marshal, his enemy who will never stop until his death.

Ruian turned around, looked directly into Chu Yuwen's eyes in the darkness, and then lowered in an instant.

"...I'm a little nervous and a little excited," he said nervously, "The entire empire's Omega is fascinated by you. I can't believe that such good luck is coming on my head."

I can't believe that such a bad luck is coming on him.

What Yan Weiliang said in his mouth was completely different from what he thought in his heart.

"Oh? Omega of the entire empire." Chu Yuwen's breath brushed across his neck, "Do you also include?"

"Of course." Ryan said in a very unconfident tone, "I don't understand why you like me..."

Yan Weiliang didn't understand why Chu Yuwen had rejected so many Omegas in the past, so why was it particularly special to him.

"Ruian." Chu Yuwen's fingers suddenly stroked the glands on the back of his neck. It was the most sensitive part of the human body, and Ruian immediately trembled all over.

Chu Yuwen asked low: "Did you forget? You are marked by me."

Ryan bites his lip.

... Of course he won't forget.

The sunlight melted the cream ice cream, and the rich pheromone intertwined. In the study room where the curtains were pulled down, the weak boy lay on the sofa, his beautiful face exuded a pitiful look.

Her snow-white waist, straight back, clear tears hanging from her amber's eyes and sweet breathing overflowing from her beautiful lips. No alpha can resist such a charm.

He smelled his pheromones, marked him, so special to him.

Ryan mustered up the courage to ask, "What if... you met another Omega? Would you be like this... tag him?"

Chu Yuwen's eyes were slightly dim.

Of course not.

Anyone who trespassed his study will die.

What's more, he couldn't smell the pheromone of other Omegas at all.

There are many reasons why Ryan can make him show mercy. Maybe he can smell his pheromones, or maybe his pheromones happen to be the smell he likes, or maybe he is trying to find out his behind-the-scenes commander...

But if you say the most intuitive thing, it is that he likes him.

The rest are nonsense.

When he saw this boy for the first time, he felt that.

Where did the little guy come from? He is so cute.

Chu Yuwen touched Ruian's hair and said softly: "Is Ruian jealous?"

Ryan: "No."

He just wanted to know what evil he had committed to be suppressed by an Alpha. Even if Chu Yuwen asked someone to deal with him, he had a hundred ways to get out of it. But Chu Yuwen chose something he didn't dare to think about.

Until now, Yan Weiliang was a little dazed. He forced himself to calm down at the first time, but from the bottom of his heart he felt that things were developing absurd.

Anyone can do it. He can treat it as a bite by a dog, and then take revenge thousands of times.

But... it was Chu Yuwen.

He definitely wants to take revenge for hundreds of millions of times!

Chu Yuwen didn't ask much, just told Rui'an not to think about everything and go to bed obediently.

This time, Ryan closed his eyes obediently and curled all his thoughts.

The next day, the sun shone brightly on the boy's thick and curly eyelashes, causing the distinctive eyelashes to tremble slightly, like flapping butterfly wings.

When Ryan woke up, his side was empty. The smart home robot said hello with a flat panel mechanical voice beside the bed: "Good morning, madam, I am the robot housekeeper Ailly. It's seven o'clock in the morning, and breakfast is ready on the fourth floor. You can get up."

As soon as Ruian woke up, he was buried in his mind by this mechanical sound. His brows frowned slightly, and he was slightly dissatisfied: "Change the voice."

Ailly immediately switched to a cute childish voice: "Madam, you can get up and have breakfast! You must be full on the new day."

The robot also displays a cute face text (≧▽≦) on the electronic screen of the robot.

Ailly: "What kind of clothes are you going to wear today?"

Ryan: "Fairy Tale Tea Party."

Ailly: "You don't have this dress in your closet."

Only then did Yan Weiliang realize that the "fairy tale tea party" is a gay costume name in "Miracle Liangliang".

He was really stupid to play games.

Will the transformation agents have side effects that reduce human IQ?

Ryan: "That's whatever you want. Just be cute." How did he know what clothes they bought for him?

Ruian has a very delicate and beautiful appearance, and he is on a cute route. He usually tries to dress up as cute as possible.

No one would associate him with the noble and elegant third prince of the empire.

"Get order!" Ailee ran to the cloakroom very lively, rolling four wheels quickly, and then rushed back within a few seconds.

"These are super cute clothes. Which one do you want to wear?" Ellie asked.

Yan Weiliang's eyes faintly swept over the cat-eared maid outfit, plush rabbit suit, doll bear hoodie, and princess's puffy skirt.

What exactly do the servants in this house do? Why do these strange things appear in the closet?

Ryan blinked: "Shirt, trousers, sneakers. Thank you."

"Okay." Aly rolled away happily again.

The clothing of the Interstellar Age is very smart and can be automatically switched to the appropriate size according to the wearer's body shape, and there will be no problem of inconsistent size.

After Yan Weiliang finished dressing and sat in the restaurant on the fourth floor for breakfast, Ailie was still acting cute: "Mrs. Have a meal~ I can tell me what I want to eat, and I will convey it to the kitchen. Do you have any other requirements?"

Yan Weiliang: "Shut up."

Ailly: "Yeah.QAQ"

Perhaps Ryan said yesterday that he didn't like to be disturbed during dinner, but today the servants did not appear in front of him. He only sent a very lively robot.

Ruian asked while holding the fried egg with chopsticks, "Where is sir?"

Ailly: "Marcedes-Master has gone out early in the morning."

But he didn't ask for anything.

An imperial marshal is naturally busy with everything, and it is strange that he stays at home all the time.

This just made Yan Weiliang convenient.

He has not forgotten his purpose when he came. Although there is little hope of finding evidence, it is rare to have this opportunity, so there is no reason to let it go.

Yesterday, Yan Weiliang did not find nothing. He seemed to be wandering casually, but he had already figured out most of the terrain of the Marshal's Mansion, recorded many safe escape exits, and prepared a way out for himself anytime and anywhere.

The emperor has a saying - leave a way out for himself in everything, but if you provoke the Marshal, you don’t have to prepare for the way out, just prepare for the funeral.

This statement was regarded as a golden rule by countless people, but it was never taken by Yan Weiliang.

He admitted that Chu Yuwen was a difficult opponent, but it did not mean that he would retreat.

There is also a saying in the capital of the imperial capital - His Highness the Third Prince is the bright moon of the empire, which can be appreciated from afar. If you want to pick him off, you will never see dawn again.

O in the upper three districts became a noble lady. The life of a noble lady is always very boring, enjoying flowers, walking her dog, playing cards with her good sisters, shopping, or holding banquets and maintaining social interactions.

Yan Weiliang was not interested in watching flowers and teasing birds. He spent the whole morning studying his dress-up game in his bedroom with 5 billion pieces of clothes.
To be continued...