Chapter 7:

Their exchange lasted for nine months, during which Zheng Feiyu invested countless resources, took the beloved Omega from the unknown eighteenth line artist to the screen rookie, and even sent two considerable awards to calm the doubt. However, on the eve of the proposal, the other party offered to break up.
The reason is simple, Omega encountered a better fit Alpha.
85% fit, losing to 89% fit. For four percentage points, he proposed to make up with huge wealth and resources, but the other party never looked back.
This relationship started enthusiastically and ended with an end. It gave him a spring dream of staying in a circle, and taught him one thing-in the presence of pheromone fit, all sentiment is empty talk.
85% of matched lovers can't let go, what does 100% of matched lovers mean?
It means that he is willing to give his life to the other party, and his joy and sorrow are all dominated by the other party; it means that he will be as afraid as the most incompetent coward to be touched by others and will not bear the pain of pregnancy; With a child, he will surely become an incurable doting father ...
But this is definitely not the case now, not even the least bit of heartbeat is felt.
The printed data can be forged, but the body does not lie. The so-called best fit is that either the blood sample is wrong, or the detection is wrong, or the Omega in front of him is mischievous and deliberately fraudulent. Judging from his near-absent response, I am afraid that their fit cannot pass even the passing line.
Whatever goes to bed and conceived, as long as he doesn't mind, the other person's calculations have been lost-sometimes the role of pheromone is so straightforward.
Zheng Feiyu watched He An calmly, and said to Cheng Xiu, "I want to talk to him alone. You go out first and come back in fifteen minutes."
"Ah? Oh, good!"
Cheng Xiu stood up holding his briefcase, and was a bit reassured, and winked at He An.
He An smiled: "I'm fine, you go."
There were only two people sitting silently in the deck. He An just wanted to say something to break the silence. Zheng Feiyu suddenly got up, walked to He An in a few steps, raised his chin, and bent over and kissed his lips.
One second, two seconds, three seconds ...
The powerful Alpha gas field is like a tsunami that stuns the world, setting off a ten-meter-high stormy sea, almost fainting.
He only accepted the mark last night. Alpha's breath was absolutely dominant for him, like a huge palm shrouded face to face, agitating blood and nerves, evacuating stagnant thinking. He couldn't resist his Alpha, his heartbeat accelerated, his breathing stalled, his body suddenly slumped, and he stumbled against the back of his chair.
His cheeks were red, both from shameful memories and from the heat of forced arousal. The body temperature burned and the senses were swallowed, and a large cloud of mist began to permeate the wet eyes.
After a long kiss, Zheng Feiyu backed away.
He An panted uncomfortably, trying to loosen the shackle-like scarf around his neck.
"Hida, I'm so hot ... Scarf ... Tight ..."
He mumbled and begged.
Then he grabbed his hand and pressed it on the opponent's slightly cold wrist. Where the abdomen touches, the pulse beats against the skin, smooth, slow, and monotonous, just like the morning clock in a Buddhist temple.
He An didn't understand Zheng Feiyan's meaning and looked at him in confusion.
The other side looked cold.
"One hundred percent fit, kissing for ten seconds, my heartbeat didn't speed up, my breathing didn't become acute, and there were no other physiological reactions." Zheng Feiyu squeezed He An's chin tightly and forced him to ask, "Tell me how many lies you have lied to ? "
Chapter Four
How many lies did you lie.
He An never expected Zheng Feiyu to ask this. It took him a long time to recall Zheng Feiyan's mouth countless times before he had difficulty understanding the naked doubt behind the problem.
"No, I didn't lie!"
He shook his head again and again, grabbing Zheng Feiyu's hand and covering his wrist. Under the pale skin, the lavender blood vessels were chaotic and agitated, and that was the pulse that almost boiled his whole body's blood: "Look, this is my, my heartbeat, only ten seconds, the heartbeat is so fast, This shows ... I really like you ... "
Zheng Feiyan pulled back his hand, shook it dirty, and inserted the suit pants pocket in front of He An's face, and did not hide the disgust revealed by this series of actions.
"Remind you a common sense of biology." He said condescendingly, "In order to improve the reproduction efficiency, the attraction of pheromone has always been two-way. Even the most dog-soap soap operas do not like to play infatuated and painful unrequited lovesickness. You There was a response, I didn't, which is enough to explain the problem. Can I think that the so-called 100% fit credibility is very questionable. Or, let's be more direct, this test report ... "
He reached for the report sheet on the table, and rushed to He An's face: "Is it a fake?"
"No!" He An was anxious, denying it loudly, and even breaking the tone nervously, "Every number is true, no one has touched it!"
But Zheng Feiyan didn't believe it at all: "I have no feeling for you, how can you explain this?"