Mr. Dior Chapter 20: What Is The Setting Of Abo?

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 [You wish…you wish…you wish…]

 [Daddy Chenfei’s OS: you poor thing, you are not qualified to see my little prince.]

 [Suddenly I get the cute side of Daddy Chenfei.]

 [Are you still so clingy to each other after having been married for seven years? So love really can be exchanged with money.]

 [That hurts, dude.]

Now only Silver Mecha was left in the game, and the bullet screen got flooded by their gossip about sugar daddy’s love story. The Demon King had a sip of his coca cola, and said, “Bark!”

Jiao Qi was still watching the live stream with his head down. And when he came to himself, he found that Daddy Chenfei was licking his body.

 “Hm…Stop it.” He felt like being licked by a dog. And Daddy Chenfei’s hot breath on the neck made him itchy.

Imperial Marshal was rapt in licking his white nape. With only one bite and he could leave a strong temperary mark on his Little Wife. It was said anyone who got the omega mark would lose memories temporarily. How tempting could the Little Wife be after being marked? He could imagine how he was clingy to him, how he begged him not to go away with tears in his eyes and how he cuddled him on his own initiative.

 “You see? I am the strongest alpoha of the empire. No one is more qualified than me to mate with you.”

 “To mate…with me?”

 “Do you really need to say it in such an animal way?” Jiao Qi closed the live stream, “This is not called “mate”, but “make love”, OK?”

 “Don’t learn from those hypocritical betas. Mate is mate. Don’t try to beautify it. A bunch of hypocrites.” Zhan Chenfei pulled his Little Wife” against his chest and then laid his chin on his soft hair, like a big bear cuddling a small bear, “They claim to fight for the right of emega, but actually they just fight for the mating fight.”

Imperial Marshal heaved a long sigh. His Little Wife was too naïve and would easily fall for those people’s sweet words. Before leaving the everlasting mark on him, he would always feel restless.

 “…” Jiao Qi was not in the mood to talk about the human right of omega with him, so he reopened the live stream.

The bad boss who bullied him was off line. So Demon King began to do his newbie tasks happily—to mine, forge iron and do metallurgy in Newbie Village, to make a new weapon other than the iron rod for himself.

 “I can’t get out of the Newbie Village to relay the live stream for you for now. Then let’s forge more iron here. I’m gonna scare the s.h.i.+t out of them after I make ten iron rods in here.]

 [Ten iron rods mean 100 points of damage, one step closer to 10,000 points of damage!]

 [Come on, young man. One day you will defeat the Imperial Marshal.]

 [Hahaha, say no more. You’ll make the Demon King cry.]

 [So much welfare after you job-hopped to Banana. So is this the reason you go to Banana?”

 [That’s becasuse Old Dog went to Big Face, so Demon King signed with Banana.]

No one knew why they started to talk about the job-hopping issue, maybe because this was an inevitable question. According to the contract, Gou Xin (Old Dog) couldn’t say something bad about Banana even though he had gone to Big Face. He could only use kind of connotation or sarcasm. Based on the gossiping spirit, everyone also wanted to hear about Demon King’s thoughts on this.

 “What do you know? How could my job-hopping, such a big thing, be related to my personal relations.h.i.+p?” Demon King was still forging iron while speaking, “Of course it’s because they pay me more.”

Boss Jiao was quite satisfied with answer and rewarded the camboy 1 yuan.

 “Honey, don’t lay your eyes on any other alpha. It makes me unhappy.” Zhang Chenfei gently raised Little Wife’s face and kissed his eyes, nose and lips, stopping him from watching the live stream.

Then Jiao Qi tilted on Laogong’s shoulder to respond to his kiss.

 “Hm…go take a bath…” In case he couldn’t hold himself, he pushed Old Top away and asked him to take a bath.

The shy Little Wife ducked into the bathroom. In case he couldn’t hold it, Imperial Marshal didn’t go in with him. Instead, he went downstairs to take a shower. His emega was not afraid of him anymore. He could stay in his arms for so long and even responded to his kiss.

Mr. Dior decided to sleep in the bedroom tonight. But when he held the Little Wife who was lying in bed shaking his feet into his arms, he couldn’t smell that kind of sweet pheromone.

Jiao Qi changed another robe after the bath and wore no perfume now.

“How could you…”Zhang Chenfei said with a disappointing tone, “How could you use depressor at home?”

Apparently, the little weak omega was still afraid of that “thing”. The little omega dare not say not due to Old Top’s ident.i.ty, he could only use the depressor.

 “Hm?” Jiao Qi still didn’t get what he was talking about.

 “Don’t use depressor at home. It’s not good for your health. I have ever taken special training, so I can resist the seduction of a certain amount of pheromone. Before you have a s.e.xual impulse, I promise I won’t do it.” Imperial Marshal said so while stroking Little Wife’s soft hair.

Jiao Qi dusted off Zhang Chenfei’s hand and said, “Don’t always hang it in the mouth. It’d be embarra.s.sing if others hear it.”

 “Of course I wouldn’t say it when we are out, otherwise people will know you are my precious omega.” Zhang Chenfei said.

 “So I have to sleep on the couch again?”

Jiao Qi pulled “the guy” who pretended to be a gentleman, “Well…tonight you’ll sleep here. The sofa is not comfortble.”

Looking at the small hand holding his arm, Zhang Chenfei felt much annoyed. He bent over with one hand holding against the bed, and looked at Jiao Qi, “Are you testing me?”

Right after he said he had received special training, the naughty Little Wife tried to test whether he was telling the truth. To be honest, he could really hold his impulsion if it were any other omega. But this one was his beloved, the difficulty multiplied.

 “Why would I test you? You want to fulfill your obligations, I never said no.” Speaking of which, Jiao Qi split the neckline of his robe.

 “No, no, honey.” Zhang Chenfei got fl.u.s.tered. He sat down and pulled him into his arms, “It’s not about obligations. Although I am an alpha dominated by s.e.xual desires, I still hope we could do it out of our s.e.xual gratification. Don’t be like this. You make my heart broken.”

That old man of Jiao family always wanted to exchange his son who had pure blood of omega for resources and to revive their family. So that old man had been indoctrinating the theory that he was a tool for bearing child. So Jiao Qi popped up the thought that having s.e.x was to fulfill obligations.

This was sad.

Jiao Qi had question marks all over his head. He had no idea what his Old Top was nervous about. “Fulfilling obligations” was raised by him first.

So Jiao Qi, who took a bath, got the condom and wore no underpants, slept with his man in the same bed, hand in hand, doing nothing but sleeping. 

After staring at the ceiling for some time, Jiao Qi opened the Smart Brain, “Annie, what is the setting of ABO as you told me?”

 “p.o.r.nographic books.” Smart Brain gave him a quick answer.

”So you must be reading pirated materials like Louis XIII.”

Annie, “…”