Chapter 52：

That night, Yan Qiu rolled around on the bed with a pillow, but the heat on his face did not subside.

It's not obvious that I haven't tried tongue kiss before, when I found out that Ji Xinglan knew who he was, Yan Qiu even felt embarrassed to kiss his eyelids.

He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and the soft touch of his lips and the breath from Alpha seemed to remain around his eyes.

Yan Qiu rolled around on the bed irritably, trying to make some movement to make the person aware, and almost shouted "roll back".

It's a real deal when I say roll, Master Ji usually has no face and no skin when he should be serious, but it's quite obedient at this time, so rolling ...

For almost a month, they slept in a bed every day. At this time Yan Qiu was lying alone in the bedroom, Ji Xinglan rolled to sleep on the sofa, he was not happy again-obviously some people still thought Ji Xinglan had too long legs, too much space to squeeze him to the corner.

The silver moonlight spilled in through the window, reflecting the white curtains brightly and clearly. Yan Qiu thought that the moonlight was too bright, so he turned his back to face the wall, and his eyes were still closed.

He drew quietly in the quilt alone, and he gasped for breath, and finally had time to calm down and take care of the clutter of thoughts in his brain.

Originally, Yan Qiu felt that Ji Xinglan deceived himself, he should feel very angry. But unexpectedly, this angry mood does not seem to account for much.

Although Ji Xinglan lied to him, he did not exist as a stand-in at least for the time they had before.

Ji Xinglan was kind to him, and indeed he was only kind to him.

On the other hand, this made Yan Qiu find that his worries seemed superfluous.

He had thought that Ji Xinglan hated himself so much, and he would drive him out with anger when he knew his identity.

But what Yan Qiu did not expect was that Ji Xinglan had known for a long time, and did not take advantage of him to treat him harshly. Instead, he fed him deliciously and deliciously and gave him a grandson. With the exception of occasionally taking advantage of and taking advantage of the hooligan, it is impeccable everywhere else.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiumei's gloom seemed to spread out a little.

... This clearly shows that Ji Xinglan doesn't seem to hate herself that much?

Thinking of their previous days, eating and living with him, sleeping together, and having a cat and taking a bath together, Yan Qiu was reluctant to break with him.

If he really was willing to leave, he would not follow him back tonight that day.

But Yan Qiu still wanted to hear Ji Xinglan's views.

He lay flat on the bed, his hair scattered on the pillow, his eyes staring at the ceiling. Thinking of what Ji Xinglan said, Yan Qiu looked down at his flat stomach in confusion.

Ji Xinglan said he had his baby in his stomach. But he said just now that he had never kissed anyone. Where did this boy come from? The children are all ready and don't want to kiss them. What kind of scumbag is this?

After enduring for a long time, Yan Qiu finally couldn't help but grabbed the terminal from the bedside and opened the chat page.

He knew that Fan Ji Xinglan showed any attitude of hating and teasing himself, and his self-esteem would definitely prevent him from staying in his face.

"Are you asleep?" He said three words briefly.

Concise and concise, he maintained his ruthless character. very good.

But he stared at the dialog box for a long time, but there was no response.

Did you go to sleep? It was only twelve o'clock.

This made Yan Qiu a little disappointed.

Although he knows that Ji Xinglan has always been working regularly, but under such special circumstances today, can he still sleep?

Dare to feel the only one to think about going to insomnia until late at night, then the king **** has seen Zhou Gong gone?

Yan Qiu grabbed his hair fiercely, and was about to put the terminal back when he suddenly saw "the other party is typing" in the dialog box.

Yan Qiu quickly withdrew his hand and stared at the screen.

But the input prompt lighted up several times, and the other party sent nothing.

After waiting for a minute, Yan Qiu was a little impatient and typed on the keyboard:

"Go over without sleeping."

The wording is very arrogant and the tone is very fierce-but in fact a lot of nervousness in my heart, my face flushed.

After half a minute, there was finally a murmur of opening the door in the darkness.

Someone pushed open the door and entered, Qiuqiu slept sideways with his eyes closed.

When the kitten lying on the ground heard the man coming in, he immediately grabbed him and brutally scratched him, trying to drive him out.

Yan Qiu didn't move. He felt that the man came to the bed, and the mattress on the back was slightly sunken, as if coming to bed.

He continued to close his eyes and pretend to die, until the man actually went to bed and hugged him from behind, the smell of Alpha caught him.

Ji Xinglan hugged him tightly, as if he was really tempting, Yan Qiu rolled away with a slight turn, staring at him with open eyes:

"You tell me the truth, where did the child come from?"

Obviously Ji Xinglan also failed to fall asleep. If Yan Qiu did not look for him, he would probably be awake till dawn.

Hearing Yan Qiu asking this question, Ji Xinglan was silent for a moment, seeing how hard he was, he did not dare to irritate him again, and only said two words: "... accident."

Yan Qiu gritted his teeth and barely believed.

Sometimes Alpha is influenced by pheromones and there is really no way to control itself.

"I thought about it, it hasn't been a way to live with you all the time, or I'll move out tomorrow," Yan Qiu whispered.

Hearing this, the hand around his waist tightened a little, and he seemed afraid that he would run away.

Ji Xinglan persuaded him to say: "Are we as bad as before, it is not convenient to take care of you without Alpha."

"Xie Yu said that he can take care of me." Yan Qiu said dumbly.

Ji Xinglan immediately refused to say: "No, you need my Alpha pheromone to appease during pregnancy."

When Yan Qiu thought of giving birth to him, his face was green, but he said helplessly: "Then let me talk."

The man gently stroked his spine with his hands, and his movements were very gentle at once: "If you really hate me and don't want to see me, I can move out and find someone else to take care of you."

In the dark, his expression was a little pitiful, Yan Qiu suddenly dreamed that he was 17 years old, as if he was bully and bullied young master Ji-but clearly he didn't do anything with him.

"All right, I don't hate you." Yan Qiu said awkwardly.

I don't hate you, but I like you.

Although it was just such a vague sentence, Yan Qiu obviously felt the hand on him paused.

"Really?" Ji Xinglan seemed a little surprised.

Yan Qiu didn't expect such a big reaction from him, so he "huh" for a short time.

"Really didn't say that to smell my pheromone?"

"No."

The man asked reluctantly, "Since you don't hate me, is it possible that you like me?"

"..." It was still on the nose.

"I'm Alpha." Yan Qiu didn't dare to deny or admit it, and said, dumbfounded, "And I'm fair. You like me, I like you, if you don't like me, I will beat you up."

In the darkness, the man seemed to smile.

He said, "Yan Qiu, you can like me, right."

Yan Qiu did not dare to answer. He was a little bit embarrassed, feeling that this topic of likes and dislikes could not be penetrated any further, and any further taboos must be touched.

He flinched into the quilt, and moved a bit into the man's arms intentionally or unintentionally: "It's OK, I suddenly said something about love. I'll go to bed soon."

Ji Xinglan didn't seem to expect him to admit it, and he didn't insist on asking, but raised his eyebrows and said to him:

"Am I sleeping here?"

"Follow you." Yan Qiu's tone seemed disgusting and random, but actually quietly aimed at him with Yu Guang, for fear that he would run away directly.

But he underestimated the thickness of Master Ji's face, and he lay like that, holding him and letting go.

"I know you want to sleep with me."

The words Qiu Qiu stupidly pierced stupidly denied: "Sleep your head."

Feeling the familiar heat and pheromone next to him, Yan Qiu's face was filled with the expression "I am definitely not willing to think of him holding me, I just can't break free".

He glanced sideways at the man who put his head on his shoulder, as if it were a domestic Alpha that belongs to him. Yan Qiu couldn't help but stretch his hand to touch his face, but he was grabbed and put a kiss on his lips.

"Sleep." Ji Xinglan squeezed his hand, raised his face and kissed him on the neck again, itching terribly.

Yanqiu hit him, shrunk his neck, pulled the quilt comfortably, felt the heat and cold fragrance infiltrated from his back, and closed his eyes in the warm embrace of Alpha.

Fortunately, even if the truth is resolved, their relationship can be the same as before. They can also hug and kiss, can hug each other and sleep.

Ji Xinglan did not like other people, nor did he hate him.

After a long time, maybe Ji Xinglan will really like him, maybe.

Yan Qiu Xianyu's life of 19 years suddenly got a little head, and suddenly wanted to jump off the bed and take a few laps. But in the end he was still very reserved and did not move, quietly rubbed his legs backwards, thinking in mind that he would start fitness tomorrow.

Alpha's pheromone seems to have a hypnotic function, immersed in a sense of security, Yan Qiu almost fell asleep after closing his eyes.

Half a dream and half awake, he seemed to hear someone say in his ear: "One word is final."

…………

Waking up the next day, Yan Qiu didn't make trouble anymore, nor did he mention the previous stubble. He pulled off Ji Xinglan's arm on him and silently turned over.

Yan Qiu's attitude is very vague now, and Ji Xinglan was called over in the middle of the night, and he regretted it a little later. The man seemed to be encouraged and tried to approach him as before.

Early in the morning, Yan Qiu was standing in the bathroom brushing his teeth, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the man standing behind him from the mirror, and kissed him on the neck.

Yan Qiu pushed his elbow a bit. He didn't want to go to school with a kiss mark around his neck. So he slapped the man with a backhand and slammed him out of the bathroom.

After washing and eating breakfast, Yan Qiu sighed heavily at the dish.

"Take me to the cemetery on the weekend. Change my tombstone and build a tomb for him."

Ji Xinglan lowered his head in silence, a complex expression in his eyes.

He understood who Yan Qiu was talking about.

Although he doesn't like Xiaoqiu, but no matter how Xiaoqiu unreasonably makes trouble, he won't really hate an Omega so disrespectfully. He has always regarded his relationship with Xiaoqiu as a stranger.

At the moment something happened, Yan Qiu felt sorry for himself, and Ji Xinglan also felt sorry for him. But things have already happened, even if Qiu didn't wear it, Xiaoqiu couldn't survive.

Yanqiu is also a person who has died once. They cannot control their own destiny, and naturally no one owes anyone.

Ji Xinglan put down his chopsticks, and then nodded slowly, wondering if he was comforting Qiu or himself: "It would be useless to think so much. Go and send him flowers on the weekend."

…………

When returning to school, Yan Qiu's red marks on his neck still did not subside, and he was still arranging his collar.

The advantage of losing the horse is that he can finally find Xie Yu in a fair manner. If Ji Xinglan is jealous again, he can scold him directly for his neuropathy.

So when he arrived at the school, Yan Qiu quickly went to Xie Yu, his dog-head soldier.

On the roof, Xie Yu crouched on the ground and heard Qiu talking about what Ji Xinglan knew, and jumped up in shock.

"... this day after day, why is there another problem," he was so nervous that he rolled up his sleeves, and seemed to be ready to work for him at any time, "I didn't digest what you said to me yesterday. The surname Ji really know what?"

Yan Qiu lowered his head and yelled.

So Xie Yu felt even stranger.

"No, how could he know it--daddy, have you both kissed passionately before?"

Xie Yu was just a joke, but she looked at Yan Qiu blushing strangely.

Yan Qiu coughed with his head down and quibble: "Don't think so sloppy-hey, the situation is a bit complicated, and it's not clear at once."

Xie Yu couldn't think of any explanation other than tongue kiss, but he scratched his head and chose to believe his father's innocence.

Xie Yu scratched a curly hair and muttered, "What is the reaction of that surname Ji now."

The main contradiction now is not how Ji Xinglan knows, but how to resolve it.

"Fortunately, the mood is stable, and I even want to rely on me." Yan Qiu said.

He also couldn't figure out what Ji Xinglan was thinking.

"But why should the surname Ji do this? There is no reason."

Xie Yu felt that her hair had to be bald by herself and couldn't think of it.

"He knows that you are not his fiancee and have not pierced, just to let you stay, why on earth?"

With that, Xie Yu's eyes suddenly dropped, and he shouted, "Fuck, he won't like you."

"...?"

Yan Qiu's heart pounded, feeling like it was about to explode, and quietly defended Ji Xinglan.

"It's impossible, he didn't shake M ..."

It's really impossible to think about it. He treated Ji Xinglan so much. Ji Xinglan had seen him so annoying, how could he still like him.

"No," Xie Yu grabbed his own curls again. "You bring him over at noon, and I want to talk to him."

"What are you talking about with him?"

Yan Qiusheng was afraid that he wanted to talk to people with his fists, but Xie Yu insisted repeatedly.

"I've eaten once and don't fight him. I just want to talk to him."

With that, Xie Yu sighed: "It's going to rain, and my father is going to marry someone. I can't stop it."

The author has something to say:

Many people asked Xiaoqiu

Sweet text I won't make him too miserable. Xiaoqiu did not die, he did well in the parallel world, and he married a fierce A who loved him (not)

If I ’m interested, I can write a sand sculpture to the blameless fan (/ light cigarette)