Perfect Match

He is still Chenbo, the hardness and size are the same as before, maybe because of the physiological too normal, the abnormalities elsewhere have been hidden underneath: his desire has become extremely pale, almost faded. In the past year, he has participated in all kinds of social occasions and met many excellent Omega, but he failed to produce even the urge to be close.

It's like losing Alpha's natural hunting instinct.

Jiang Qi suggested that he find a few Omega accompanying beds. After all, natural pheromone is the best quality soothing agent. If you meet someone, it ’s not bad to keep it with you.

That's why he came here.

However, when the little bird stood in front of him, Zheng Feiyu noticed a more serious problem-he was no longer sensitive to Omega's breath.

Intellectually, he knows that the little bird is the type of Omega he prefers: beautiful, smart, knowing people's eyes, hiding a unique style between his eyebrows, and being frank when he is waiting. Hard.

Only later, the body is like a pot of water that is always warm but never boiled. No matter how long it is, it is always a line away from boiling. He longed for the suffocating and thrilling joy that could hold his heart, but the little **** gave him a glass of water, too thin, too light, and drunk at the bottom of an empty glass.

He wanted to make a phone call to ask Jiang Qi. His thumb slowly pressed the numbers one by one on the screen. When he pressed the dial key, his eyes were dark and he put his phone down.

There is nothing to ask, nothing more than the set of thresholds: I have done it with 100% of Omega, the sensitivity threshold has been increased, and then done with 80%, of course, it can not be satisfied.

Jiang Qi answered that he could guess that it wouldn't be far from ten.

Yes, the reason is too simple, he understands it. What he didn't understand was, could the so-called 100% fit Omega really satisfy him? A thin, boring body, a timid and cowardly character, and lips that were pale after a little fright-which Omega can make him hard?

"Bird cages" are so big, and there are so many good-necked finches. One by one, he always has a chance to find the one that matches.

That night, instead of returning to the apartment in the city center, Zheng Feiyu slept in the clubhouse.

The cruise ship returned to Hong Kong in the middle of the night, the neon went out, and the noisy Yuanjiang waited for a short time before dawn. Floor-to-ceiling windows opened there. When the wind rose, the curtains flew up and down, the moonlight was bright milky white, flowing through silk bedding, and the colors were cold and clean.

The floating clouds were bright and dark, and a little night light was like a thin candle.

Suddenly, at the end of the bed, the bed fell suddenly. Zheng Feiyu opened his eyes keenly, and saw a thin-looking Omega lying on his feet, naked, clear and clear skin, dark and clear pupils, like the deep water under the moonlight, and each ripple was touching the heart .

Omega knelt forward on his knees and crawled forward, feeling halfway through Zheng Feiyu awake, and panicked. Because of the sudden stop, his curled hair tip trembled in his ears, and looked at the indescribable cuteness.

"Sir, I ..."

He was scared, a little timid in his eyes, his shoulders shrunk and turned into a mimosa that was touched by the tip of the leaf. He narrowed his eyes and hurried back.

"Don't go!" Zheng Feiyu immediately got up on the bed, stretched out his hand, and called warmly, "Come."

Omega froze, dared not to step back, or dare to move forward, raising his eyes in panic, his eyes humbled and distressing.

This reaction ... is weird.

Doesn't he know how good he looks? Has no guest ever praised him? The shoulders, waist, and thighs outlined by Jiaoyue are perfect in every place. Like the flawless new snow on the first morning of winter, people can't help but want to caress, and they are afraid to damage it.

Zheng Feiyu kept his eyes on him, his rolling blood rushed to his lower abdomen, and his legs became painful for a moment.

This is a beautiful little nightingale without knowing it.

Also his cage bird tonight.

Chapter 22

He leaned in and dragged Omega to the middle of the big bed, pressing firmly on his strong chest.

The **** are intertwined, the fingers are interlaced, and the soft touch is more attractive than the magnet. He shook it, then shook it tighter, and a lot of sweat came out of his palm, like a layer of lingering glue.

Zheng Feiyu looked at him deeply: "Have you been with other guests?"

Omega flinched.

"No?"

"……Ok."

"Why? You're so pretty, shouldn't everyone be rushing to spoil you?"

Omega's eyes widened slightly, his eyes were full of confusion, and he couldn't tell whether it was a good question or a malicious irony. It took a long time before he embarrassed his face and whispered, "I ... I don't look good. No one likes me."

"Nonsense." Zheng Fei smiled. "Why don't you look good?"