I Want The Attraction Chemical Chapter 10

A dressing room!

So does this mean that he has to change clothes in front of Lucas Lu?

Lucas Lu noticed his hesitation and knew that he was shy and embarrassed to take off his clothes in front of strangers. He was afraid that he would be nervous when taking pictures later, so he deliberately teased him: "Why don't you take off your clothes? Do you need my help?"

Jamie Qiao's face flushed red, and he pinched the clothes Lucas Lu handed to him with his fingers. Suddenly, he thought of a solution, "Then you...you change first, I'll turn around."

"Qiao Qiao." Lucas Lu leaned over, leaned on his shoulder and said, "Don't underestimate the photographer outside. She is actually an alpha. Don't release pheromones in front of her."

As long as Jamie Qiao was with Lucas Lu, he couldn't pay attention to anyone else. He was only afraid of him, so he naturally didn't notice whether Lu Hong was an alpha or an omega. After he was reminded, he realized that his pheromones were overflowing again, and asked him nervously: "Then what, what should we do?"

Lucas Lu frowned slightly: "According to my investigation, Nathan Feng and Greg Feng are both alphas, and your mother is an omega. Didn't they teach you how to control pheromones?"

Jamie Qiao shook his head blankly. The two of them were annoyed even to see him, so how could they possibly teach him how to control pheromones? As for Evelyn Yang, maybe she had forgotten about it.

Lucas Lu looked at the child in front of him, whose eyes and eyebrows were still full of youthfulness. His skin was fair and delicate, with shallow blood vessels visible on the sides of his neck, and his cheeks were slightly red due to the heat.

"Want to learn?" Lucas Lu leaned over and placed his fingers on the side of his neck. He felt him shrink immediately, so he stroked his delicate skin and repeated in a low voice, "You smell like milk."

The area on Jamie Qiao's neck was about to burn, and he instinctively wanted to refuse, but Lucas Lu's breath was too close to him, and he was afraid that if he said no, he would bite him off, so he had to suppress his fear and nodded.

Lucas Lu's hand reached into the back of his neck, pressed lightly on the gland and rubbed it twice, which immediately made him tremble, his breathing became disordered, and a stream of pheromones rushed out again.

He is really, too sensitive.

"Except for me, no one is allowed to touch here, understand?" Lucas Lu recalled the day when he was hugged by a boy, and warned with a dark look in his eyes: "Otherwise you will be beaten, understand?"

Jamie Qiao nodded hurriedly: "I know."

"Know what?" Seeing him so obedient and soft, Lucas Lu couldn't help but want to tease him. He pinched his gland with his fingertips and asked softly, "Speak slowly and complete it."

Jamie Qiao didn't know why he asked this, but he took a deep breath, raised his head and looked into his eyes bravely, and repeated slowly and awkwardly, "Except you, no one is allowed to touch it."

"Good boy." Lucas Lu took his hand back and rubbed his head, then stood up and said, "Then I'll reward you by letting you change your clothes. I'll be back in 20 minutes. Be careful not to touch your feet."

There was a lounge backstage, where Lucas Lu went to change his clothes. He came out after a few minutes, adjusted his bow tie slightly, rejected Lu Hong's suggestion to put on makeup, and only did some styling on his hair.

It took him about half an hour to finish all this. He walked over and knocked on the door of the changing room. "Are you done changing?"

"Changed." A soft voice came from inside. Lucas Lu couldn't help but smile. He pushed the door open and came in. He was stunned for half a second. The child was still sitting on the bench, but his clothes were already put on.

The clothes were not specially made, but they were one-of-a-kind designs, the work of Lu Hong.

The slim-fitting tuxedo suit was not very conventional. It wrapped around his slender body and made him look like an underage young master who was lost in the banquet and waiting for his parents to pick him up.

His master is himself. When Lucas Lu walked over and was about to hug him, he heard him say, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know how to wear it." Jamie Qiao stretched out his hand and handed over the bow tie in his hand.

Lucas Lu looked down at the small black bow tie, then looked at his neck. Instead of accepting it, he unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, revealing a bit of his fair neck.

"Did I button it wrong?" Jamie Qiao looked down at his fingers adjusting his collar, not intending to help him tie the bow tie, and said hurriedly, "I'll... put it on myself."

Lucas Lu took off the small bow tie and threw it away, saying without hesitation: "I won't wear it anymore. It looks better like this."

Jamie Qiao's foot was injured and it was inconvenient for him to wear shoes, so a full-body shot could not be taken. Lu Hong found another way and used many strange poses to make him blush.

The temperature in the shooting studio was high, and he was afraid of Lucas Lu, so not only did someone help him put the ring on his finger, but someone else also hugged him and sat on him, and there was even a K!ss from a different angle.

Lucas Lu's eyelashes seemed harder than his. He once secretly opened his eyes and saw his cold and hard brows. Even though his eyes were closed, his heart beat so fast that he was unbalanced and his breathing became disordered.

Lu Hong saw from the camera that Jamie Qiao was looking at Lucas Lu cautiously, like a shy little wife who did not dare to look at her husband openly and could only take a sneak peek when he closed his eyes.

Lu Hong felt like her heart was melting.

"Lucas Lu lies down, Jamie Qiao, you kneel on the bed, um... unbutton two more buttons of your shirt, wait a moment." Lu Hong put down the camera, ran to the backstage in a hurry to get out a blusher, applied a little with her fingertips, gently pulled Jamie Qiao's collar, and then applied it twice on the collarbone and the side of the neck.

Jamie Qiao has fair skin, and this one looks like two fresh licks on it.

He tried to pull at his clothes, but Lu Hong grabbed him and pulled him to the right. Lucas Lu frowned slightly and said, "That's enough."

Lu Hong said: "Just once, just once."

Lucas Lu said coldly: "If you touch me again, you will have to report to the Disabled Persons Association tomorrow."

Lu Hong paused for a moment, then handed him the blusher and smiled flatteringly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I know I was wrong, I will apologize later, but you won't lose anything after taking this photo, really, I tell you, if you do this..."

Lu Hong spoke close to Lucas Lu's ear, lowering her voice so that Jamie Qiao could not hear. However, when he saw Lucas Lu's brows slightly frowned and he raised his eyes to glance in his direction, he couldn't help but panic.

After listening to this, Lucas Lu was silent for a few seconds, then he smeared a little blush on his index finger and waved to Jamie Qiao, "Qiao Qiao, come here."

Jamie Qiao hesitated for a moment, then half-knelt in front of him obediently. Just as he was about to speak, he took a breath of cold air, and his whole body froze like a fossil, shaking his head tremblingly.

Lucas Lu gently circled and rubbed the area with his fingertips, then used blush to apply a light red tint to the area, making it look pitiful.

"Shake your head means you don't want to?"

Lucas Lu helped him pull the collar of his clothes, and whispered in his ear: "Don't use this. If I make you red with my hands, can you hold back your tears? If you can, then I'll throw it away and use my hands instead?"

Jamie Qiao was fooled by him and shook his head vigorously, "No hands, no hands."

"use this?"

Jamie Qiao bit his lips pitifully, and with red eyes, he whispered to him, "Mr. Lu, can we not have any of them?"

"You're not listening?" Lucas Lu's voice sank, and he glanced at him coldly, "If you don't shoot that..."

"I'm listening, I'm listening." Jamie Qiao saw him standing up and thought he was going to leave, so he hurriedly grabbed the hem of his suit. When he sat down, he let go of his hand and knelt in front of him, angry but not daring to say a word.

Jamie Qiao grabbed the clothes with trembling hands and pulled them carefully, then turned his head away and didn't dare to look at him. His eyelashes trembled as if he would cry if he got more aggressive.

Lu Hong was amazed on the side. This old man was so lucky. The wife assigned by the state was so obedient and did whatever he asked her to do. How dare he be mean to her?

If she could defeat Lucas Lu, she would have snatched him away now!

"Take a quick shot."

Lucas Lu had teased people enough, so he turned his head and glanced at Lu Hong, threatening her with his eyes that if she looked at him two more times, he would dig out her eyeballs and feed them to the fish. Lu Hong was so scared that she coughed lightly, rolled her eyes, and went back to get the camera.

Lucas Lu put his hands over Jamie Qiao's eyes and whispered in his ear, "Don't cry. I was just teasing you."

"Lucas Lu, lie down and close your eyes and pretend to sleep. Jamie Qiao, don't pull your clothes. I want to feel the red marks. It's the feeling of kneeling in front of the bed and K!ssing your husband secretly after you've made love. Tsk, Lucas Lu, your little wife doesn't love you. Did you steal her or marry her?"

Lucas Lu glanced at him, and Lu Hong immediately shut up. After a while, she said, "This trembling look is also good, cute. Oh, right, Jamie Qiao, close your eyes and K!ss Lucas Lu closer, but don't K!ss too far away. OK, very good!"

Jamie Qiao knelt in front of Lucas Lu. It was difficult for him to take the initiative to contact people, let alone get married. What's more, this person was Lucas Lu. He was so nervous that his clothes were almost wet.

He really didn't want to be so close to Lucas Lu. To him, the three names of Lucas Lu were a kind of psychological oppression. Coupled with the faint smell of pheromones on his body, he felt dizzy and disoriented, and just wanted to hide.

When will it end.

Jamie Qiao took a deep breath, grabbed the dark bed sheet with both hands, squeezed it tightly to create a large wrinkle, and timidly K!ssed Lucas Lu with her eyelashes drooping.

"Perfect!"

Jamie Qiao couldn't bear it any longer. With red eyes, he looked at Lucas Lu and endured it for a while. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Mr. Lu, when will it end?"

Lucas Lu's heart softened inexplicably at his soft and thin voice. Knowing that he was not used to this, he picked him up and said, "Okay, we won't shoot anymore. Does your foot hurt?"

"no..."

Seeing Lucas Lu pick him up and put him on a chair, and start to straighten his collar, Lu Hong asked in confusion: "Hey? You're not going to take pictures anymore?"

Lucas Lu said: "It's enough to take a few photos for the old man to see. There's no need to take such detailed photos."

Lu Hong was fiddling with the camera and was stunned when she heard this. "What do you mean? You took this photo not to hang it at home so that people will be jealous of your love, but to show it to Mr. Lu?"

"Do I look like someone who has the time and patience to shoot something like this?"

Lu Hong thought for a moment and said, "Oh, you didn't. If you have that time, why don't you go and talk about business?"

"Even the assistant didn't let you stay. You should know what that means. If anyone asks you, just say that Jamie Qiao and I are in love."

Lu Hong looked back at Jamie Qiao, who was sitting obediently on the chair and occasionally glancing at them. He understood what he meant by "someone" and said with a "Puh" sound, "Old thing."

"We are all family members, and we each calculated this."

Lucas Lu didn't respond to this, but instead said: "Remember to delete the photo you just took secretly."

Lu Hong said: "I don't."

"You what?"

"You can delete it, but I have a request, unless you agree to it." Lu Hong's eyes turned and his gaze moved around Jamie Qiao for a few more times. Before he could start talking, Lucas Lu said, "Impossible."

"Hey, I haven't said anything yet!" Lu Hong shouted dissatisfiedly.

"You want Jamie Qiao to be your model for your next new design." Lucas Lu glanced at her and said, "Lucas Lu's wife, can you afford it?"

Lu Hong rolled her eyes, "You just said that you took wedding photos for Mr. Lu to see, and now you are protecting him. I think you are either sick or stubborn. Tell me which one it is?"

Lucas Lu said: "Say it again for me."

Lu Hong had worked under him for many years, so she understood the meaning of his expression immediately and said flexibly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu."