Chapter 22:

But the tail was caught by the man, and he couldn't break free.
Yan Qiu tried to grab a few times. Ji Xinglan didn't let go, and deliberately rounded up the ball of fluff.
The man was clearly holding a plush ball on Yanqiu's pajamas, but that look was like playing something else. Yan Qiu couldn't help but shudder, and he said angrily:
"You, what are you playing with!"
Ji Xinglan was anxious to see him, and then he chuckled and let go. He turned off the light, climbed into the bed and hugged Yan Qiu from behind, buried his face in his neck and sniffed.
He seemed to like the milky scent of shower gel on Yan Qiu's body. Before the heat on Yan Qiu's face dissipated, he heard him whisper in his ear: "I want to take a bite."
"..." Yan Qiuming knew that he was just talking, but the moment he gathered around, he was still so nervous that his heart was beating violently, and a powerful "dump" sound came from his chest.
In the dark, Yan Qiu did not dare to turn his head to look, he felt that the breath of the man behind him had already touched his neck. The calm in the darkness lasted for a moment, and no one moved.
Just when Yan Qiu thought he was really just talking, he suddenly felt that the man who stretched out his hand buried his head in his collar and took a light bite.
Although he was only biting the restraining collar, Yan Qiu felt that he was so nervous that his heart was jumping out, and he couldn't help but regret why he came to his room-this is not just cleaned and put on the plate. Go up to others.
The fact that Ji Xinglan was "educated" on the hand-washing station at noon today is still vivid, and Yan Qiu has a new understanding of him, afraid that he will make any terrible move.
Ji Xinglan did n’t know if he was too excited to be a dad. He looked at the children every day, even if Yan Qiu ’s pajamas were still flat like the Western Siberian plain. He wanted to see the child, and Yan Qiu didn't dare to refuse, but he was still tense for a while.
Ji Xinglan has always been keen and probably can feel his nervousness. Soon, Yan Qiu felt that the released Alpha pheromone quickly wrapped him tightly. With the gentle appeasement of Alpha around him, Yan Qiu's mood seemed to be comforted.
Feeling confused, Yan Qiu felt not very good.
He knew that feeling was Omega's dependence on his Alpha, but he couldn't control his emotions.
Alpha pheromones are also addictive. If this goes on long, he really can't do without Ji Xinglan.
But this sense of security is so comfortable that Yan Qiu does not have the energy to think and relax as if he wants to give up all his heart.
Just when Yan Qiu's breath gradually calmed down and was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard the deep voice of the person behind him.
"... Speaking of it, is it time for your fever?"
As soon as the words fell, Ji Xinglan clearly felt that the person in his arms was stiff.
Yan Qiu was blindfolded by him in one sentence, embarrassingly tightened the silence of the corner. Ji Xinglan leaned on his nose more and leaned closer to Yan Qiu's ear and said, "... I am quite looking forward to it."
Yan Qiu kicked him angrily.
The doctor said that the craze during pregnancy would be disordered frequently, and Yan Qiu did not know when it would come.
Although he pretended not to care on the surface, his mouth was hard, and he said that he was a big friend, but he still shivered a little.
He is also an Alpha, the same is Alpha, why ... Why should I lie down and give Ji Xinglan what, why not Ji Xinglan lie down and let him ...
Thinking of this situation, Yan Qiu was inexplicably a little feverish. He swallowed and squeezed the corners tightly, closing his eyes and pretending not to say anything.
Ji Xinglan saw that he was shy, and it felt a little itchy in his heart, and he no longer bullied him in words, just hugged Yan Qiu's thin body tighter, bowed his head and kissed him. He whispered, "Sleep. Get up early tomorrow, let's go to the apartment next to the school to see."
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That night, Yan Qiu did not sleep well.
He had a dream all night, and the same scene was tossed and turned in the dream:
In the dark alley of winter night, only a distant light flickered weakly. He raised his hand and pushed a beautiful man against the wall, and kissed him silently but fiercely.
Dangyan Qiu finally broke free from the grotesque dream all night, opened his eyes, and the sky was already dawning.
His consciousness regained, and he woke up gradually, glancing sideways at the person next to him—one of his arms was still on his side.
Yan Qiu dangled his slender eyelashes, broke Ji Xinglan's hand away, wrapped himself in a quilt and shrunk himself into a ball, only half his face facing the wall, and took a long breath.
... what's going on, obviously he hasn't had such a dream for a long time.
It may be that Ji Xinglan really kissed him yesterday, and he even started to have that kind of dream again.
Yan Qiu didn't know when it was since, he often dreamed about that person. He only knew that every time he had such a dream, he would get hot all over when he woke up in the middle of the night.
Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly in his dream, he knew who he was in his heart.
The memories in the dream are still fresh, but Zhen Ji Xinglan is lying next to him at this moment, his eyes closed, long eyelashes casting shadows around his eyes, and golden hair tips scattered on the soft pillow.
The appearance of falling asleep is not so annoying, and it is even very cute.
But Yan Qiu thought that he hadn't even forgotten his ridiculous ideas about Ji Xinglan, and suddenly became a bit autistic. He just kept trying to hit the wall with his head.
Both of them are A, sorry for A!
Yan Qiu pulled the quilt to the top of his head and stuffed his face in the quilt. When he couldn't hold the probe out and ventilated, he suddenly found Ji Xing leaning on the head of the bed and looking at himself.
"What are you doing?" Ji Xinglan propped her head in one hand and reached out the other, gently scratching his chin like a cat.
Yan Qiugang got out of the quilt, his hair was a little messy, his eyes slightly reddish, and his appearance was suspicious, as if he had secretly done something unseemly under the quilt.
Before he could figure out what to say, his wet lips just moved, and Yan Qiu saw the man smile at himself, and then he turned directly and pressed him under him. The man pressed his wrist against the pillow with one hand, then lifted his jaw with the other hand.
Being completely suppressed by the weight of an adult Alpha, Yan Qiu seemed to be bound by countless shackles and could not move. He hadn't had time to rebuke, his warm lips had been attached, and he was strictly blocking what he had just said.
In the end Yan Qiu could only emit a few meaningless and pitiful syllables from his throat.
At that moment, Yan Qiu seemed to be electrocuted. He felt that the soft and soft touch coincided with the dream. In a trance, he had a ridiculous idea-the things in the dream were not real, they just happened in reality.
Yan Qiu feels that he is a bit uncomfortable with a pair of Shang Ji Xinglan. He can only keep on taking advantage of others, but he can't take care of the others. Being comforted by the man's service, he forgot to push his face so haggardly.
I have to say that Master Ji ’s skills are really good. Qiu has already left him at his mercy before he has made any words. If he does, he will be fine.
Yan Qiu thought, he didn't believe that Master Ji was uninformed. At least one hour of proficiency is required to practice.
It was really unbearable to toss like this early in the morning. Yan Qiu couldn't bear to be bullied by him, and finally made him cry for mercy with tears. Ji Xinglan's trouble was enough, so he let him go.
While Ji Xinglan got out of bed to wash, Yan Qiu secretly jumped from the bed and dragged her soft legs back to her room.
He changed his pajamas, and then quietly rolled the dirty underwear into the trash can.
Although no one should turn the trash in the house, Yan Qiu was still guilty of thieves. He was not at ease. He found a black plastic bag and packed it tightly under the trash.
After completely ruining the dead, Qiu Song breathed a sigh of relief.
Ji Xinglan will not know if such a shameful thing is killed.