CH 67

As soon as he opened the door to the dormitory, the smell of the food hit, instantly giving him a warm feeling of home.

Closing the door, Ling Mu walked to the sofa and sat down. With one arm around his chest and the other on his chin, he wondered how to ask Qiu Zhenyang about Guan Tang’s request.

After a while, Qiu Zhenyang came out of the kitchen with two plates. He was surprised to see Ling Mu return so soon. “You’re back?”

“You don’t want me to come back?”

“Of course not. I want to keep you by my side all the…” Qiu Zhenyang’s smile vanished the moment he met Ling Mu’s dangerous eyes, and quickly changed the subject with a light cough, “It’s just that you don’t usually have any friends, it’s rare for an omega to find you. I feel like it’s a good thing.”

Ling Mu was a little puzzled: “What’s good?”

Putting the plate on the table, Qiu Zhenyang wiped his hand on the apron. “It’s good to have friends, even though you have a good husband like me now, you can’t not have friends in your life. Maybe you have never had friends for various reasons in the past, but in the future, as long as it’s someone who makes you comfortable, you can treat them as a friend.”

Comfortable? Although it was really annoying every time Guan Tang came to talk to him, to be honest, he didn’t hate it. Even though he didn’t pay much attention to him, he didn’t take the initiative to drive him away either.

It should be comfortable, right?

“However, you have to pay attention to making friends. You have to judge whether the other party really wants to be friends with you, and what their character is like. Otherwise, there will be many problems in the future.” Qiu Zhenyang had many friends in his past life, and of course he also had some “bad” friends who ran away after borrowing some money. However, it’s difficult to see this immediately and requires time to see the character of the other party.

“Okay, don’t think too much, let’s eat first.” Qiu Zhenyang brought bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, added some rice, and called Ling Mu over.

The matter of making friends was quickly forgotten. Naturally, if it’s fate, friends can be found quickly; and if there is no fate, so be it. It is useless to think too much.

Ling Mu, who was no longer tangled, sat at the table. Just after taking two bites, Qiu Zhenyang couldn’t help but ask, “So what did he say to you?”

Ling Mu put a chopstick of sweet and sour fish in his mouth. He lowered his eyes and said, “He asked me for a spot in the game’s internal test.”

“Internal test?” Qiu Zhenyang was speechless, “Then why didn’t he talk to me directly?”

It’s enough to say so in front of him. Why pull Ling Mu away?

“He said he wanted to avoid suspicion, and he felt like you would refuse if asked directly. Passing through me, the success rate will be high.” Ling Mu looked up at Qiu Zhenyang. “So do you agree?”

Qiu Zhenyang felt amused and said helplessly: “He is quite smart. Indeed, there are not many spots for internal testing, and casually giving it out won’t be good for the game. However, if you come and ask me, I will definitely give it. When do I not listen to you?”

Ling Mu immediately climbed up the pole: “Once a month.”

“Pfft—” Qiu Zhenyang almost spat out a mouthful of rice, and hurriedly swallowed it. “No, no, once a month, I will suffocate to death! Xiao Mumu, you can’t be so ruthless. You also liked it very much when we…”

“Are you an idiot!” Ling Mu’s cheeks were flushed, wanting to hit him with the chopsticks. How can this guy say such a thing so easily?!

Besides, comfort is comfort, but he is also the one who suffers the next day!

Qiu Zhenyang pursed his lips. “I’m not talking nonsense, you obviously like it, always hugging me and crying. And every time I reach the innermost point, you will sensitively stretch your waist and grab my back and scream; your voice is so nice!”

“Damn it, Qiu Zhenyang, you’re dead!”

Before he had eaten a few bites of the meal, Ling Mu had already run over and grabbed Qiu Zhenyang’s ear and dragged him desperately! This dead guy’s stink mouth. He knew how to restrain himself before he was completely marked, but now he completely turned into a stinky hooligan, teasing him all the time!

Qiu Zhenyang cried out, wanting to cry without tears, enjoying his wife’s “love”.

It’s just his wife is so tempting, that he can’t help wanting to play dirty jokes to see his blushing face. Woohoo, it’s too difficult~

The result of teasing his wife too much was that Qiu Zhenyang went to class hungry in the afternoon.

By the end of class, Qiu Zhenyang’s stomach had already growled for ten straight minutes. The sound was loud and clear, making the students around him laugh. He couldn’t hold back a wry smile either.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Qiu Zhenyang slumped on the seat and looked at Ling Mu reluctantly.

After all, it was his own alpha. Ling Mu was also upset by his pitiful eyes, and finally amended his conditions: “Three times a month.”

Qiu Zhenyang touched his stomach, and there was a long “gu” inside. His stomach is miserable, but he still won’t let it go: “Twice a week.”

For the welfare of his little brother, it must not be allowed!

Ling Mu glared at him through gritted teeth: “Then go hungry!”

He turned around angrily, staring at the book absentmindedly, but after a while he smelled a nice perfume approaching.

Looking at the snack bag handed in front of him, Qiu Zhenyang looked up at the girl with beautiful long hair and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

“Well, it’s been a long time since your stomach has been ringing. You must be very hungry, right? I happen to have some food that I bought at noon, so why don’t you use this to pad your stomach first.” The girl handed the snack bag with one hand, and stroked her hair with the other, revealing her long, white and smooth neck.

Qiu Zhenyang was about to refuse, but he glanced at Ling Mu’s reaction first.

The latter didn’t seem to hear anything, and kept his head down reading the book.

Qiu Zhenyang sighed in his heart. Seems like he still had a long way to go to expect Ling Mu to be jealous.

Thinking of this, he raised a bright smile at the girl and said euphemistically, “Thank you for giving me something, but I can bear it for the time being. You should keep it for yourself. There are still three classes in the afternoon. Maybe you’ll be hungry then.”

With hair like ink, eyes like night, and exquisite facial features, the moment Qiu Zhenyang smiled, the girl couldn’t help but want to scream!

The girl glanced at Ling Mu next to him, her heart overcame her conscience, and continued: “It’s okay, I still have food over there, you can use this first!”

Qiu Zhenyang raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he refused too much. So gentle. He cleared his throat and was about to speak harshly when suddenly another hand stretched out in front of him, holding a fruit the size of an apple.

The hand was fair and slender, the fingers were slender, and the pink nails were round, neatly manicured, and quite familiar. As for why they were familiar, it was because Qiu Zhenyang helped Ling Mu fix them while he was sleeping, and every finger had experienced his gentle gaze.

Qiu Zhenyang followed his hand to look over, but Ling Mu was still staring at the book. “I took it from the refrigerator, like it or not.”

“!!!” Qiu Zhenyang took the fruit from Ling Mu’s hand with a shocked expression. Xiao Mumu usually doesn’t have the habit of bringing things to the classroom to eat, so today he… brought it for himself! Qiu Zhenyang instantly felt that he was floating, and his eyes were filled with pink bubbles.

When the girl next to her saw it, her face suddenly froze.

It was not until the bell rang that Qiu Zhenyang noticed that the girl was still standing beside him. He took a bite of the fruit in his hand, the sweet and sour taste was great, and said to the girl with a happy face, “Thank you very much, but no need, my wife brought me something to eat – AH!”

The sudden stomp caused his tone to change drastically. Qiu Zhenyang could only bite the fruit happily and in pain.

Seeing the girl’s dejected expression of biting her lips, Qiu Zhenyang added: “Also, Ling Mu is my omega. Even if he didn’t bring fruit today, I won’t eat what other omegas give me.”

For a while, the atmosphere was awkward. Taking a few deep breaths, she finally managed to stabilize her mind and turned her head back: “I’m sorry, I didn’t know what kind of relationship he had with you.”

“Really?” Qiu Zhenyang tilted his head and smiled with a hint of chill. “Then I must’ve misunderstood.”

After the girl left, Qiu Zhenyang continued to nibble on the fruit in his hand.

Less than ten percent of the school should be ignorant of his relationship with Ling Mu. Not to mention the attention on him, the previous live broadcast with Cheng An’an exploded in the school, and even many outsiders know about it.

Furthermore, the girl looked at Ling Mu with an obvious guilty conscience. She must have known about their relationship.

Knowing their relationship, but still taking the initiative, is nothing more than looking down on Ling Mu’s identity, feeling that the big Qiu family will not really let Ling Mu become Qiu Zhenyang’s spouse.

This was what most people thought.

This is also a big difference Qiu Zhenyang gradually discovered between the Interstellar and his original world. Because there are too many such examples, most people don’t respect other people’s relationships, and they think that because they are good enough, they can easily ascend to the top. This is what Qiu Zhenyang has always been worried about.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as their Qiu family admits Ling Mu, as long as his heart is as strong as a rock, there will be no possibility of shaking their relationship.

After eating the fruit, Qiu Zhenyang threw the core into the retractable trash can under the seat, wiped his hands with a tissue, and turned to look at Ling Mu. “Are you jealous?”

“Are you bored and want to be beaten?” Ling Mu squinted at him and sneered. “Why, you like long hair? I saw you staring at that long hair for a long time, do you like it? Oh, I’m so sorry, I’m a male omega, and it’s impossible to have long hair.”

This unusual tone made Qiu Zhenyang’s expression collapse.

Cold sweat started to break out on his forehead, and he quickly explained: “No no no, I just thought that her hair is very suitable for mopping the floor, don’t you think?”

Ling Mu: “…Ha!”

That’s right, QZY – haha!

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