In the high-tech abo world, even pheromones can be specially customized, and you can become your sweetheart's destiny just by spending money.
Han Qinghuai is a pheromone engineer.
In this industry, Han Qinghuai had seen all kinds of strange requests, but when Huo Qingzhou made his custom request, Han Qinghuai was still stunned for a moment.
Huo Qingzhou crossed his arms and stared at the back of Han Qinghuai's neck with a pair of light red eyes.
"I want to customize a pheromone that is 100% consistent with a beta."
Han Qinghuai curled his beautiful red phoenix eyes and did not answer.
The demands of rich people are just weird. He thought.
Until the day when the customized report comes out and I see the familiar personal information on the form.
Only then did Han Qinghuai realize it, pulled Huo Qingzhou's head away from him, and asked his paralyzed face:
"The beta you are talking about can't be me, right?"
Huo Qingzhou was helpless.
"Isn't the answer obvious?"
The man in heat pressed his forehead against his, forced the two of them to interlock their fingers, and whispered in his ear:
"Is it irresponsible for Mr. Han to flirt with you?"
Seemingly cold-faced and ruthless, he is actually a dark-hearted and in love with the alpha president
Self-cut leg meat products
Author's demining: sweet article, bugs are mine
Mission: Cherish independence and love each other rationally
Reader comments
I like this setting and look forward to my wife's next plot. Come on, my wife!
I like this setting and look forward to my wife's next plot. Come on, my wife!