Retired Special Forces Soldier A X Blind Painter O

[Cool, world-weary retired special forces alpha × blind, sweet, unsuspecting flirt of an omega artist (temporary blindness)] After a high-risk mission, Ji Zhenge crawls out of hell, returning home from the military with inescapable nightmares and a body covered in scars. That day, rain poured down. The villa's living room was empty. On the table lay a farewell letter from his cousin, who had been staying there. The letter said that she refused to accept the arranged marriage her family had planned, marrying a low-quality omega who was blind, and had decided to leave home and seek her fortune abroad. Ji Zhenge frowned and tossed the letter away, assuming his cousin had gotten drunk and was acting up again. But when she turned around, she collided with a pair of clear, blue eyes. "Hello, may I ask..." The omega was soaked through, her curves clearly visible. Her voice was soft and sweet, and her slender, pale fingers carefully held onto the wall. Trembling from head to toe, she asked timidly, "Are you my fiancee... Miss Ji Sheng?" Apparently far too nervous, her pheromones escaped her control and filled the air with the faint scent of water lilies. Boring, low-quality, as bland as plain water. Ji Zhenge looked at her for a few seconds, then straightened up with an expressionless face. "Yes." "I am." · The first time she discovered her "fiancee" self-harming, Lu Xingmian held Ji Zhenge all night, trembling even more violently than the injured woman. The second time, Lu Xingmian slapped Ji Zhenge, and received an ambiguous first kiss from the alpha in return. The third time, Lu Xingmian lifted her skirt with trembling hands. "If you're really uncomfortable, you can... find another way to let it out." · At first, the alpha just thought that life was too boring, so she sought out some ridiculous amusement. Later, on countless nights, she repeatedly enveloped the omega in her intense, wild, top-tier pheromones. Seeing the omega's innocent, bewildered expression, she secretly resented that she couldn't leave a deeper, longer-lasting mark on her low-quality glands. So she could proclaim to everyone: The finest omega in the world can belong to her alone for the rest of her life. The title of this blurb is still undecided. I really couldn't make the old plot idea work, so I changed it. I'm sorry. If you don't like it, please remove it from your collection. Theme: Love yourself and love others.