Chapter 39:

Yan Qiu carefully looked at the half of the paper in his hand.
Although the payment was made two years ago, the preservation degree is quite good, and the torn fracture is also neat, and it was deliberately cut.
Half a person is quite romantic.
But romance is romantic, and Master Ji is not romantic about himself. Looking at the payment, Yan Qiu clenched the paper in his hand, and the confused expression in his eyes grew deeper.
This letter was written two years ago, so why did Ji Xinglan take it out to him now?
Two years ago, at that time, Ji Xinglan's favorite person was clearly Lin Wei. As a rival, he wanted to beat himself almost.
Although Yan Qiu didn't take the sweet words that Ji Xinglan said to him seriously, he was really curious. Why did he write this?
He is a big man who puts so many poems that are suitable for him not to write, but what he wants to write is to ask for Phoenix, almost certainly because he has a sweetheart.
The kitten squatted at Yan Qiu's feet. I didn't know what Yan Qiu was doing sneakyly, and he also stuffed his head into the closet. Yanqiu was taken aback by it and almost caught it when closing the cabinet door.
After squatting in front of the closet for a long time, Yan Qiu squatted with numb legs, barely supporting the edge of the bed with his hands and standing up.
He put the letter back, embraced the cat and sat on the bed, put a pillow behind him, and found a relatively comfortable posture against the bed.
Yan Qiu scratched the kitten's chin mechanically with his hand, absent-minded and dazed.
There was an idea in his heart that was getting stronger and stronger-he was a bit skeptical whether he had unknowingly dropped his horse, and Ji Xinglan was playing with him.
Judging from Ji Xinglan's arrogant to beating attitude at the beginning, Yan Qiu really can't see that Ji Xinglan likes the slightest bit of the original owner. This mother forced his fiancee to look like a stranger in the eyes of Master Ji.
But rebirth or something, this sounds too incredible. If it weren't for personal experience, I'm afraid Yan Qiu could hardly believe it, let alone Ji Xinglan.
For Alpha and Omega, their pheromone is similar to a fingerprint. It is absolutely impossible to be exactly the same. This is the only thing that can indicate identity.
Xie Yu can recognize herself with the taste of pheromone, but can Ji Xinglan?
Xie Yu could accept them so easily. On the one hand, he was too nervous, on the other hand, he was too strong to return to Qiuqiu, so much that he felt too excited to cry before he was too late.
And Ji Xinglan may not have hoped that he would come back. It is estimated that if he knew the truth, he would be shocked.
In front of Ji Xinglan, Yan Qiu felt that he shouldn't have dropped the horse.
So which link is wrong?
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It was Friday, and Ji Xinglan went out with Yan Qiu at night, and had a meal with Mrs. Ji, who had not seen her for many days.
Not seen for a week, Mrs. Ji hugged Yan Qiu and kissed and hugged each other, screaming heartily, asking him how he was doing this week.
I do n’t know if I heard from Ji Xinglan ’s servant who called to take care of Yan Qiu. Mrs. Ji learned that Yan Qiu fainted at the sports meeting. She felt terribly distressed. Omega.
Ji Xinglan eats in silence, saying nothing. But Yan Qiu knew that he was not less anxious than Mrs. Ji that day.
After dinner, Ji Xinglan did not take Yan Qiu back to the apartment, but returned to the villa.
The kitten Lan Lan was taken care of by someone at home. She had a ball of yarn that she couldn't play. She also had two beautiful servants to serve her bowls for dinner.
The housekeeper had found someone to repair the water heater last week. Yan Qiu tried the water temperature and was moved to tears.
After being forced to squeeze with Ji Xinglan for a week, he can finally take a shower in a separate room by himself.
After taking a hot bath, Yan Qiu fell to his bed in an unsightly posture.
Now he doesn't think it's naive to give up pink sheets at all. He just feels that one bed alone is very cool. He doesn't need to be caught as a pillow, he can stretch freely.
Yanqiu alone occupied a 1.8-meter-wide bed, rolling around on a soft mattress, freely holding a long toy pillow and playing with the terminal.
Ji Xinglan hasn't gone upstairs yet, Yan Qiu waited for him while playing.
While Yan Qiu plugged the charger, he glanced at the calendar on the bedside table, and it turned out to be a bit unexpected.
On the calendar, some dates of each month are drawn in red circles.
Once a month, once for a week. Yan Qiu thought about it and thought it should be a fever period.
On the 27th, that was not the last two days.
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Until 11 pm, Ji Xinglan did not come to him. Yan Qiu felt sleepy, so he reached out and turned off the light.
I don't know what the guy is busy. The calls I received on the way back came one after another. After eating, I entered the study and did not come out.
Yan Qiu put down the terminal and stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.
Moonlight sprinkled in through the carved curtains inlaid with crystals, and sprinkled finely on the flat ceiling, casting a silver and bright light spot, like a starry sky.
When sleeping with Ji Xinglan, Yan Qiu behaved terribly, and tried to hide from the corner. But when no one was around, he couldn't sleep with his eyes open again.
Yan Qiu knew that Ji Xinglan would come to him when he was busy, but when Ji Xinglan didn't come by twelve o'clock, he couldn't bear it.
When Yan Qiu closed his eyes tiredly and planned to sleep first, he suddenly heard the sound of the door handle being turned.
The door opened gently, and the lights in the corridor suddenly poured in through the cracks of the door, causing people to close their eyes subconsciously.
Soon, Ji Xinglan gently closed the door with his backhand, and the whole room fell into darkness again.
Yanqiu felt that the man came over to the bed. He didn't want Ji Xinglan to know that he didn't sleep so late and was still waiting for him to come, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
He closed his eyes and listened quietly to the movement of the man, waiting for him to lift the quilt to bed as usual and hug him.
But after waiting for a while, Ji Xinglan didn't come to bed, but stood by his bed and watched.
If it weren't dark in the room, Yan Qiu would be embarrassed by him.
The room was quiet, just when Yan Qiu was about to keep his eyes open, he felt his lips stuck with a soft and soft thing.
The man's movements were gentle, and he didn't seem to want to disturb him, but Yan Qiu felt his heart beating very fast, and his chest was pounding, as if all the blood on and off his body had gathered in the atrium, almost in the quiet room Very clear.
Ji Xinglan leaned over from the bed and put his hands on Yanqiu's side. Yanqiu felt that his dripping hair rubbed his cheeks, a little itchy.
Although it was just a kiss, Yan Qiu didn't know how the man was so lingering, as if the breath had blended in with him.
Despite the thick quilt, Yan Qiu still felt his heart beat when his weight came up.
He pretended not to sleep anymore, his eyelashes flickered, and the autumn wind was bright outside the window, but he felt warm, and there was a thin sweat under the quilt.
If it wasn't for the room that didn't turn on the light, that person would certainly appreciate how beautiful his reddish complexion was.
Ji Xinglan didn't seem to find Yan Qiu pretending to fall asleep, and kissed him while he fell asleep before letting him go.
"Good night." Yan Qiu heard him whisper in his ear. Ji Xinglan's voice was very soft, and he seemed afraid to wake him up.
Afterwards, the man helped Qiu pull the quilt, raised the temperature of the air conditioner in the room a little higher, and took it out again.
Yan Qiu didn't expect him to leave like this, which was not in line with his shameless personality.
He should have things to do overnight. Yan Qiu turned over and lifted the quilt to dissipate heat.
After Ji Xinglan went out, Yan Qiu still could not fall asleep.
He felt a little wrong. The heat on the cheeks hadn't come down yet, but there was a tendency to get hotter and hotter, even with the whole body warmed up.
Isn't it a fever?
Yan Qiu raised his hand and touched his forehead, feeling very hot.
But he knew that this was not an ordinary fever, because normal fever would not have such ... complications that are difficult to tell.
Yanqiu scolded secretly in his heart.
I rely on it, not at all. Was he just kissed by Ji Xinglan twice, he was so hungry?
At this time, Yan Qiu suddenly remembered one thing-this should be the precursor of the legendary fever period.
He rolled on the bed twice, but the heat couldn't keep away. It would have made him crazily hungry for Ji Xinglan's pheromone, and even pulled the point he just touched back by the horn to cover his face, trying to relieve his cravings by this little Alpha pheromone.
But this is not enough, far from enough.
Yan Qiu's eyes were red, and he stood with his weak legs strong, and stumbled into Ji Xinglan's room next door.
But Ji Xinglan is not in the room, he may still work in the study. Yan Qiu gasped for breath, lying on his bed a little bit unconsciously, breathing heavily.
He ripped off his troublesome clothes and drilled directly into the quilt. Suddenly, he was wrapped in the smell of the man's pheromone.
Smelling the familiar cold incense, Yan Qiu could not restrain himself at all, closed his eyes desperately, and reached into the quilt.
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It was not until two o'clock in the morning that Ji Xinglan was busy with the affairs at hand.
He went upstairs quietly, pushed the door into Yanqiu's room, but found no one.
But before standing at the door of his room, he smelled a familiar sweet fragrance before pushing the door, causing his pupils to shrink and hurriedly put his hand on the doorknob.
As soon as the door was opened, the sweetness of Omega's pheromone filled the steaming room. Smell it again, there is a faint musk fragrance.
Ji Xinglan's throat tightened, and his sharp eyes looked at the bed. Through the lights in the corridor, he saw Yan Qiu lying on his bed at a glance.
He hesitated for a moment, gently crossed the clothing that Yan Qiu had thrown on the ground, opened the quilt, and only glanced at it. His pupils shrank, and his throat swiped up and down violently.
Yanqiu was too tired to fall asleep, and his red face was still buried in the clothes he was wearing.
How did he solve it by himself, knowing that he came up earlier. Ji Xinglan regretted that he was going to die.
Ji Xinglan reached out and stroked Omega's fair and smooth side neck, and he had to bear it again and again. God knows how much restraint he did not do anything dangerous.
He calmed down a bit and wasn't too dirty. He carried Yan Qiu into the bathroom to help him wash it, then tucked him back into the quilt, and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower for nearly an hour to calm down.
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The next morning, Yan Qiu was startled when he woke up in the man's arms.
Yanqiu found himself exhausted, but it felt like someone had washed him. He looked down, his pajamas were gone, and his face was so scared that he turned white, and immediately woke up Ji Xinglan, grabbing his collar fiercely and asked, "You, you, what the are you doing!"
"What am I doing?" Ji Xinglan looked at him with a low voice. "If I do anything, are you sure you can still sit?"
Yan Qiu was choked with a word, he bowed his head in sorrow, rubbed his sore temple, and carefully recalled last night. Ji Xinglan didn't seem to do anything to him, but himself ...
Yan Qiu swallowed guilty.
Looking at Ji Xinglan, he obviously knew what he had done.
Looking at Yan Qiu, I didn't know what I remembered. His face was red and white. It was very exciting. Ji Xinglan couldn't help but laugh.
Yan Qiu pushed him angrily.
Yesterday, when he was bored in a math class, he read the Omega Physiology and Hygiene Handbook sent by Xie Yu, knowing that last night might be a prelude to the fever period.
Before the onset of fever, Omega may become particularly sensitive and easily be urged by Alpha pheromones. Although Yan Qiu managed to solve it last night, when the real fever period came, it was not that simple.
It is estimated that these two days. Yan Qiu glanced at his humanoid inhibitor defiantly.
He just pushed others.
Ji Xinglan looked at him so awkwardly, raised his hand and fiddled with his hair, and said, "What is shy, it's no big deal. Are you about to have a fever?"
"Huh." Yan Qiu's voice was as soft as the mosquito screamed. Although Yan Qiu wasn't very embarrassed to talk about this with Ji Xinglan, he was really in a deep heart and wanted to ask for help instinctively.
"Shall I help you?" Ji Xinglan didn't know what was going crazy in the morning, smiled at him, and then stretched his hand into the quilt.
Yan Qiu was startled, and pressed his clothes tightly in a hurry. The rabbit was biting when he was anxious. He couldn't free his hand and took a bite on the man's arm. The bite is not heavy, purely bluff.
Upon seeing this, Ji Xinglan retracted his arm and looked at the shallow tooth marks on it, crying and laughing: "Are you a puppy."
Yan Qiu was free and quickly turned over and pulled the quilt onto himself, showing a defensive posture wrapped in a silkworm cocoon: "You control me, can you stop sending x in the morning!"
Ji Xinglan looked at him silently for a while, rubbing his head, and actually went out. "You sleep a little longer."
Watching him go out, Yan Qiu took a breath, his eyes gradually getting wet.
In fact, he remembered every detail of last night.
He also remembered that Ji Xinglan was the object of his first dream.
The first time I saw the beautiful young master, Yan Qiu had a lot of dark thoughts in his heart.
At that time, he did not know what kind of feeling it was, only that he wanted to bully him.
But no one can dream that kind of annoying person. He can never be annoying to the young master. He clearly liked it.
Young Yan Qiu didn't know what liking was, and learning more wouldn't be good for those who liked it. He didn't know what feeling Alpha could have with Alpha. Whenever he saw the Alpha young man who upset him, he could only bully him more unreasonably.
And the young master never messed up because he messed up his clothes, but the deep and beautiful eyes stared at him, making him more panicked.
Growing up in an orphanage, Yan Qiu had long been used to it, pretending not to want things that he couldn't get. So much so that this pretend almost deceived myself.