A-Ci-gege~

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Space was limited inside the warship, and only the officers’ rest quarters were designed as single rooms. Although they weren’t spacious, they were fully equipped.

Being a major general, Jiang Ci’s quarters even had a private shower, reflecting a similarly simple, clean, and functional style. Jiang Ci was caught off guard and was pulled inside by Huo Xianfeng, and his eyes were instantly hit by a haze of rising steam.

Bang!

The door shut sharply behind them.

Jiang Ci was pressed against the door by the other party. Everything was so sudden that it left him with no time to react; almost the second he was inside, his breath was taken away. Amid the pattering sound of water, a faint mechanical click was heard.

Click.

Jiang Ci recognized it—it was the sound of the door being locked.

And immediately afterward, he felt a strong hand rest on his waist, slightly pinching him. It was firm enough to keep him bound through the uniform yet gentle enough to avoid causing any real pain.

His back was pressed against the frosted glass door, and he simultaneously faced the intense warmth and scent of the alpha before him, while the coolness of the glass seeped in from behind him.

The First Legion’s military uniforms varied, and the combat suit used for mecha operations was waterproof and pheromone-resistant, but the daily uniform lacked such protection.

Condensed drops of water clung to the glass, slowly soaking into Jiang Ci’s jacket and spreading a cool, tingling sensation across his back. While there was an intense heat before him, a slight chill hit his back and the stark contrast made his muscles tremble involuntarily.

One of Huo Xianfeng’s hands pinched Jiang Ci’s waist firmly, while the other held his delicate neck. His fingers unceremoniously searched for the innermost part of the collar, just barely touching the softest gland. It was usually hidden in the collar or in the long hair. But now there was nowhere to hide.

“Huo Xianfeng, you…”

Huo Xianfeng knew every sensitive spot on the Major General’s body, down to the finest detail, everything was in the palm of his hand.

“Hm?”

Jiang Ci couldn’t reply; he was utterly overwhelmed. Not only was there no time to speak, but the sensation was something his omega nature couldn’t resist. Every nerve in the back of his neck began to quiver, and the intense pheromone-filled alpha scent seemed almost palpable in the humid air.

All the pheromone receptors in his body seemed to be completely soaked in it.

Jiang Ci attempted to grab Huo Xianfeng’s hand but he couldn’t steady himself and ended up clutching the alpha’s shoulders, barely supporting himself.

Jiang Ci’s hand brushed against firm muscle, and in this position, much of his weight rested on Huo Xianfeng. Noticing his unsteady stance, Huo Xianfeng lifted him with a slight exertion of strength.

“…!”

The sudden feeling of weightlessness startled Jiang Ci, who instinctively tightened his grip on the young man’s shoulders. Now fully held by Huo Xianfeng, Jiang Ci found himself looking up from below; the one who had lowered his head moments before now found himself looking up.

“Huo…Xianfeng…”

Jiang Ci barely managed to utter those three syllables.

Huo Xianfeng looked at him and saw that his flower-like silver lashes, dampened by the moisture in the air, seemed to sparkle tiny twinkles of light with every faint tremor.

“Mn.”

The young man responded in a low voice. His voice shouldn’t be clear in the dripping water, yet it seemed to resonate deeply, perhaps through bone conduction, and Jiang Ci could feel the subtle vibrations as Huo Xianfeng replied.

Compelled by some unexplainable impulse, Jiang Ci reached out and touched Huo Xianfeng’s throat, his fingers grazing the prominent Adam’s apple and sensing the faint, steady rhythm there.

At the same time, noticing Jiang Ci’s careful touch, Huo Xianfeng deliberately rolled his throat a couple of times, brushing against the soft pads of Jiang Ci’s fingertips.

It was such a simple touch, yet it was incredibly tantalizing. Jiang Ci quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, yet to steady himself, he had no choice but cling to Huo Xianfeng’s neck.

Huo Xianfeng really knew what he was doing.

Even though Jiang Ci knew Huo Xianfeng had never dated and seemed to lack close relationships with others, his every move was like that of an experienced Casanova.

His every gesture seemed intentionally teasing, and while Jiang Ci’s back was soaked from the beads of water on the glass door—cold and chilling, his entire body felt like it was on fire. After a long kiss, Huo Xianfeng finally, somewhat unsatisfied, pulled back.

No matter how composed and tough Major General Jiang Ci seemed in daily life, or how often he could send alphas flying with ease, he was still an omega at the end of the day, with soft and tender lips. He’d just drank a peach-flavored nutrient juice, and even his breath carried a faintly sweet scent. It made him very…very kissable.

Huo Xianfeng thought about trying strawberry flavor next time as he listened to Jiang Ci’s rapid breathing, feeling quite pleased.

Jiang Ci leaned his forehead against Huo Xianfeng’s, and even the other’s warm, humid breaths left his whole body tingling. After a few seconds, the Major General finally managed to pull back a little, lowering his gaze to study Huo Xianfeng’s face.

At this moment, the other party was looking back at him with wet strands of hair scattered across his forehead, beads of water clinging to his eyebrows like delicate scales. His left eye shimmered with a golden light, giving him an unusual, almost otherworldly beauty.

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Coincidentally, Huo Xianfeng could also hear it and he boldly pointed out,

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The Major General instantly threw a punch at him.

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“You…didn’t you say you needed me to get your pajamas?”

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“I really did forget.”

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Huo Xianfeng blinked slowly and, without a moment’s hesitation, passed the blame.

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“—I wasn’t in a rush!!!”

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“…Not in a rush?”

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At this time, Huo Xianfeng’s voice brought him back to his senses.

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Huo Xianfeng replied, reaching out to slowly unbutton Jiang Ci’s uniform jacket.

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Jiang Ci pushed Huo Xianfeng’s hand away and the tips of his ears flushed.

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Jiang Ci: “…”

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Jiang Ci only felt the discomfort of his damp back, he was completely unaware that his soaked shirt had become quite transparent.

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“Tsk.”

The black-haired alpha clicked his tongue lightly.

This omega is truly stunning.

With a slightly exasperated tone, the Major General rolled up his sleeves and muttered,

“Fine, I’ll help you wash!”

Huo Xianfeng chuckled, a brief glint of cunning and satisfaction flashing in his eyes as he obediently walked into the shower.

The Major General closed his eyes, trying to keep his gaze fixed at an appropriate location, then took a deep breath to calm himself. But the air was thick with alpha pheromones, and he nearly felt weak again.

For all the talk about his eventual Zerg mutation possibly eliminating all alpha pheromones, Huo Xianfeng clearly had an overwhelming amount of it.

Jiang Ci held on to the wall and tried to slow his breathing for a long time before walking over. This was originally a single bathroom, but the shower room inside seemed even smaller.

“This time, it won’t just be ten seconds, right?”

Huo Xianfeng, still holding a grudge over his wife’s previous ten-second wash, blocked Jiang Ci in the corner and insisted,

“At least add some body wash or something.”

After all, even if you use a dishwasher to wash dishes, you still need to use detergent.

“…Fine!”

Jiang Ci turned off the shower, reached for the body wash, and huffed,

“Huo Xianfeng, you’re so childish!”

Jiang Ci spit out each word with emphasis, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

“Oh, so you like younger guys?”

Huo Xianfeng leaned closer, brushing aside a few damp strands of silver hair sticking to Jiang Ci’s cheek, and slowly said.

“A-Ci-gege?”

Perhaps because he was still in the early stages of his new life, Huo Xianfeng hadn’t entirely shed his youthful look. With his wet hair clinging to his forehead, he looked slightly younger than Jiang Ci, making the term “gege” not look out of place.

Jiang Ci had always been the youngest in his circle and had never been called “gege,” let alone by an alpha like Huo Xianfeng, who could easily overpower even his uncle.

For a moment, that single word seemed to send a low-voltage current straight into his ear. The Major General’s throat bobbed slightly, and he froze for a few seconds before mercilessly smearing foam over Huo Xianfeng’s face.

“You… Speak properly!”

He didn’t use the standard-issue military soap; instead, he’d brought his own.

Jiang Ci has always been very careful in the army. He went to great lengths to remove the omega label on himself and even the shower gel had no special smell, purely for cleaning, so it lathered quite well.

“Huo Xianfeng, your mouth is really dirty.”

Jiang Ci thought that if anything ever drove him to an early grave, it’d be this guy.

Huo Xianfeng didn’t mind the foam all over his face; instead, he leaned in to smear it onto Jiang Ci’s face in turn.

“Hmm, so you still like the older ones.”

Jiang Ci: “…”

He decided to shut up.

The Major General once again realized he’d never win against Huo Xianfeng in these verbal exchanges.

So the only solution?

Ignore him!

Don’t give him attention!

In silence, Jiang Ci reached out to rub body wash foam onto this cheeky guy. This was his first time carefully touching Huo Xianfeng’s body; before, he’d only gripped his shoulder or neck at most. But he had to admit, Huo Xianfeng’s genetics were truly exceptional.

Jiang Ci’s training had covered human anatomy, and as a mecha designer, he was familiar with the skeletal and muscular requirements for pilots. Even from a purely professional standpoint, Huo Xianfeng’s body was flawless—from bone structure to muscle formation.