Huo Qingzhi was still a little confused at first, but after hearing Song Yuran's bold speech, he instantly became sober, with a surprised expression on his face.

When she wanted to ask the reason, Song Yuran had already bent one leg and leaned against the mattress with one knee, and said with a straight face: "You sweat a lot, you will catch a cold if you don't wipe it off, come here."

These words made Huo Qingzhi understand what the other party was going to do, and the conditioned reflex stepped back, raising a hand to block her movement, "No, no need."

While speaking, a faint blush appeared in the ears, it was unknown whether it was caused by Song Yuran's words or the fever.

Song Yuran saw her unnatural expression, but she didn't think about it too much, she just didn't want Huo Qingzhi's illness to get worse, and said fiercely: "Don't be embarrassed, we are all alphas, I don't know how to do anythingYou, besides, I have what you have, isn't it just like looking at myself."

"No!" President Huo resolutely refused, but because of the fever, his cheeks were a little rosy, and he was in a state of tenderness without makeup, so Da Meng A's aura of 1.8 meters was gone.

It's a little cute.

Of course, Song Yuran didn't dare to speak out.

Seeing that Huo Qingzhi's refusal was very strong, and it was not a polite refusal, Song Yuran had no choice but to give up.

"Then wipe it yourself, I'll go out first."

After a busy afternoon, Song Yuran, who didn't have time to eat at noon, was already hungry. After saying hello, she hurried to the kitchen to serve porridge.

After Huo Qingzhi confirmed that the door was closed, he began to wipe himself briefly. As for why Song Yuran appeared at her house, the memory before going to bed slowly emerged.

The warm towel wiped every inch of the skin, and suddenly stopped. Huo Qingzhi quickly raised his hand to stroke the glands on the back of his neck.

When Huo Qingzhi touched the raised gland without hindrance, Huo Qingzhi's pupils shrank suddenly. She didn't take any inhibitors!

Mood swings glands release pheromones unconsciously, and Huo Qingzhi's scalp tingles when the mint smell fills the whole bedroom.

...is it about to be discovered?

What should Song Yuran do if he recognizes that he is an omega?Chase her away?Thinking of this possibility, Huo Qingzhi's heart skipped a beat.

She bit her lip, and then remembered what Song Yuran said earlier, "We are all alphas". Didn't she realize that she is actually an omega?!

After filling his stomach, Song Yuran knocked on the bedroom door, and only opened the door after getting permission.

The porridge on the table has turned from hot to warm, reaching a temperature suitable for eating, Song Yuran brought the porridge over by the way.

"Mr. Huo, you haven't eaten all day, right? I made some porridge for you to eat."

Huo Qingzhi wanted to reach out to take it, but he could see that the other party held the spoon and flicked it in the bowl a few times, and then scooped a spoonful of porridge to his mouth to cool it down.

She gave up her plan to feed herself, and opened her mouth to eat the porridge that Song Yuran handed to her mouth.

After building up her mind, she calmly asked, "My pheromones...how is it different from usual?"

What a difference!Song Yuran almost blurted out.

But she wasn't sure if the mint smell she smelled was Huo Qingzhi's pheromone, and she didn't know what the "difference" was.

After brainstorming, she chose the safest answer, pretending to be puzzled: "Is there any difference?"

"..." Huo Qingzhi pursed his lips, and then said, "What's the smell?"

This is a proposition!

Song Yuran's brain was spinning fast, and with a flash of inspiration, he quickly said, "There is a difference, I smell the ocean."

She originally wanted to use artificial pheromone to divert the topic, but she didn't expect to hit it right, leaving the questioner speechless for a while.

The purifier in the corner is still working diligently.

After a while, Huo Qingzhi said, "That's a coincidence, really."

"Huh?" Song Yuran looked blank.

"I've always liked this taste, and it has no other meaning." Before meeting Song Yuran, Huo Qingzhi never thought that the small and special taste he liked would turn into a real pheromone one day, and the person involved would still be away from it.so close.

At this time, she asked herself why the room had the same smell as hers, which made her inexplicably guilty.

Song Yuran didn't expect that her excuse to change the topic seemed to be a melon. After thinking about it, she thought that the other party's words should be explaining why she used artificial alpha pheromone, just because she liked the taste, and there was no other reason.

Both are testing each other.

Afraid of cheating, they all tacitly bypassed this topic.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Huo Qingzhi asked.

"There is a document that needs to be signed. I will call you and turn off the phone, and I will come." Song Yuran deleted a large part of his own mental journey in the middle, and smashed the door regardless of his image, and jumped up and down trying to get in.It's very sweet in the melon field.

"Mobile phone..." Huo Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he didn't seem to see the phone, so he searched for it on the bed.

Secretary Song scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew slowly, and said, "I saw your phone just now, so I placed it on the table to charge it."

Huo Qingzhi was very hungry, so he quickly finished a bowl. Seeing this, Song Yuran filled another half of the bowl, this time the other party took the bowl and ate it himself.

Song Yuran just spared time to look at her phone, and just received a few unread messages.

After reading the news, the conscientious Secretary Song said: "Mr. Huo, just now the personnel told me that there will be a person applying for a design manager to interview next Monday and ask if you have time to chat with her in person. This is the third meeting.The first two performances were very good.”

"Really?" Huo Qingzhi became more energetic. The position of design manager had been vacant for a while, but the new model hadn't been put on the agenda, and there was an urgent need for someone to sit in charge.

During the recruitment period, there were quite a few interviewees, but because of the strictness, most of them were rejected in the first two rounds.

"Well, I'm a returnee with a rich resume. He has won several design competitions abroad and led a team. He returned to China a while ago to develop, and he is pretty good in all aspects." Song Yuran paused, "The only shortcoming is because of age.Insufficient relationship working years.”

The personnel personnel sent the electronic resume, and Song Yuran quickly opened it. Seeing the age on it, he couldn't help but say, "You're only 27, and you can have these achievements. It's amazing."

Hearing Song Yuran's praise, Huo Qingzhi put down the bowl and said, "Let me take a look at my resume."

After Mr. Huo carefully read the resume, the screen slid to the top name column again.

Unconsciously read the name above: "Su Yi, Qiao...?"

She handed the phone back to Song Yuran and replied, "Yes, then next Monday."

As soon as Song Yuran finished replying to the personnel affairs, she made a phone call. Seeing the name displayed on the screen, she shuddered. How could she forget about the dinner appointment with Zhao Anye!

Looking at the one in the upper right corner, it was just two minutes after the off-duty time.

She smiled at Huo Qingzhi, "Mr. Huo, let me answer the phone."

I thought the phone call would end quickly, but as soon as I pressed the connect button, I heard Zhao Anye on the other end of the phone shouting loudly: "Song Yuran, where are you going!! Don't let me go again!!"

"No, no!" Song Yuran was still thinking about watching the underwear show and gaining insights, and said quickly, "I remember, I will accept the tickets..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that she had taken the tickets this morning.Yes, but in the bag!

I left in such a hurry at noon that forgot to take bag!

"Why don't you continue talking?" Zhao Anye was silent, "You don't really want to let me go, do you? I didn't even drink afternoon tea, so I just waited until after dinner to go to the movies."

"Hehehehe..." Song Yuran said with a dry smile, "How come, it's just the ticket..."

She brainstormed a bit, can Zhao Anye go up and get the tickets, and then she will go there to gather!Really confused.

"That ticket is in my office, you..."

Before Song Yuran finished speaking, she was interrupted by a rush of coughing. She turned her head and saw Huo Qingyi, who was leaning on the bed, propping up the mattress with one hand, and coughing hard with the other hand against the corner of his lips.

"Wait, I'll contact you later." Song Yuran couldn't care less about movies or not. After speaking, he hung up the phone and walked quickly to the bedside to pat Huo Qingzhi's back to comfort her.

"What's the matter?" Song Yuran was puzzled, "Why did you start coughing so well, I'll get you a glass of water."

When Huo Qingzhi calmed down, Song Yuran hurried out to pour a glass of water and came back. Watching Huo Qingzhi drink more than half of it, he handed back the remaining half of the glass of water to her.

Huo Qingzhi's first sentence was: "Have you made an appointment?"

Song Yuran subconsciously said "ah".

"Then you go, I won't disturb you." With that said, Huo Qingzhi pulled up the quilt and lay back on the bed, leaving the back of his head lonely for her.

Song Yuran actually saw a bit of desolation from this back view.

She scratched the side of her face with the tip of her index finger, and suddenly her enthusiasm for watching movies cooled down. Not to mention, Mr. Huo really looked like a pitiful little boy, and he couldn't help but feel compassion.

"Uh, so what." Song Yuran glanced at the ceiling unconsciously, "I remembered that the kitchen wasn't cleaned up, and I still have to clean it up. I probably won't be able to keep up with the date, so I still won't go."

Before saying this, Song Yuran was thinking beautifully. Under normal circumstances, after saying this, the other party would definitely say politely, "I'll clean it up there, and you can go back quickly." She even thought about showing upWhat are her lines for this situational conversation.

But it turns out that Mr. Huo is not an ordinary person.

Huo Qingzhi turned over. Although he was in a disadvantaged position, the leader's aura was not lacking at all.

"Then why don't you clean it up, what are you still standing here for?"

"..." Song Yuran couldn't fix this, she pursed her lips, widened the corners of her lips to the maximum, and made a heart-pricking yet polite smile: "...It's okay."

Xiao Song, the new dish washer, went out. After hearing the sound of closing the door, Huo Qingzhi slowly turned over and lay down, staring at the ceiling.

Then, a very soft sound sounded in the quiet room, like a monotone overflowing from the nasal cavity: "Heh."

The movie couldn't be finished, Song Yuran called Zhao Anye back to explain the situation, and asked her to go to the movie with two tickets, but the other party was speechless after hearing this and almost followed the signal.

"What kind of movie should I watch alone? Since you have something to do, you can make an appointment at another time." Zhao Anye quickly accepted the reality, and sighed softly: "Hey~ Now I know what it means to value sex over friends."

Song Yuran was choked, coughed a few times, and reluctantly said: "What nonsense are you talking about, I, my friend is sick and I'm just taking care of her, what's the matter, don't talk nonsense."

She just didn't want to be ridiculed by Zhao Anye, so she excused that her friend was sick and couldn't go. As far as the result was concerned, no excuses were useless.

"Xiao Song, feel your conscience, don't you feel guilty when you say this?" Zhao Anye said, "If you are really a friend, you can visit her when you are sick, and you don't need to stay with her., I think you two are either in an ambiguous period, or you have a crush on her."

"..." Song Yuran twitched the corners of her mouth, and her eyes almost overflowed with speechlessness, "You guessed well, don't guess again next time."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuran snorted softly, didn't she treat Huo Qingzhi as a socialist colleague?Otherwise what else.

After the porridge was cooked, Song Yuran wiped the kitchen stove, but now that there was no work to do, she wiped it again, and returned to the bedroom when the time was almost up.

After staying in Huo Qing's house for an afternoon, Mr. Huo's fever subsided, and the movie at night was also pornographic. It was time for her to retire and go home as a salted fish.

Song Yuran stretched out his hand to touch Huo Qingzhi's forehead, and after confirming that the fever had completely gone, he said, "Mr. Huo, since your fever is gone, I'll go back."

Huo Qingzhi responded, and slowly sat up on the bed. Seeing that Mr. Huo seemed to be conveying some instructions, Song Yuran stopped to look at her, and tilted his head unconsciously. His action was very similar to the cute big dog in the cute pet video.

"Thank you today." Huo Qingzhi cleared his throat, "It's because of me that I stopped the date with my friend, and I will make it up to you."

"How do you want to make it up?" Song Yuran thought it was a bit funny to make up for something that was just a little effort, and she would have helped even if it was someone else, but Huo Qingzhi suddenly made a big deal out of it, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The atmosphere was a little serious. In order to ease the atmosphere, she joked: "I plan to go to the underwear show with my friends after watching the movie tonight. Do you want to show me the show yourself, Mr. Huo?"

"..." Huo Qingzhi frowned, "I just want to say that I have time tomorrow, please go back to the movie."

"No need." Song Yuran waved her hand, if she did everything for the sake of getting something back, she would be very tired living, she resolutely said: "Just treat me as if I'm at work, Mr. Huo, I really don't need compensation, let's not take these forms."

Huo Qingzhi: "..."

The atmosphere fell into silence again. This time it was the ringtone of the phone that broke the silence. Song Yuran looked around and saw that it was from Huo Qingzhi's phone that was charging. It seemed that the phone had enough power and turned on automatically.

She wanted to help Huo Qingzhi get the phone and then went back, until she saw that the caller's name was "Chi Bizhen".

"!!!" The element is aware.

This Bichi hasn't been to the company since the last time she was choked by her. She doesn't know if she has contacted Huo Qingzhi in private. What are you calling now?

Song Yuran had already violated her original intention. After handing the phone to Huo Qing, she simply sat on the stool, eavesdropping on their phone calls without knowing how to avoid suspicion.

Huo Qingzhi naturally didn't think about it that much, he just thought that the other party was going to put the phone back to charge after he finished the call, and it wasn't a private call at all, so he answered it in front of her.

Someone's ears perked up alertly.

She heard that familiar voice, at first it was just a small talk, Chi Bizhen invited her to have dinner together tomorrow.

danger!Song Yu straightened up vigilantly, what?Have a meal?!Could it be that the drugging plot in the original book is about to appear?!Why is this bitch still not giving up!No no no!

"When is tomorrow?" Just as she scolded Chi Bizhen in her heart, Huo Qingzhi had already chatted with her until it was time to meet.

"!!!" Song Yuran's eyes widened in an instant, unable to sit still, she got up and walked to the edge of the bed, waved silently at Huo Qingzhi, trying to interrupt her.

"?" But Huo Qingzhi just returned a puzzled look.

Song Yuran stretched out his index finger, pointed at himself, and mouthed "I" silently.

"???" Huo Qingzhi's eyes became more puzzled.

"I want to watch a movie." She said silently.

She wondered if Huo Qingzhi could read his lips.

"Oh~" Mr. Huo's puzzled expression was gone, he was holding one arm, and seemed to be very interested in continuing the conversation with the person on the other end of the phone.

"It's the store we went to before, right?" Huo Qingzhi dealt with Chi Bizhen with ease, completely treating someone as transparent.

But Song Yuran was so anxious that he frantically poked himself with his index finger and protested silently: "I, I, I, I want to watch a movie!! Watch me!!"

This scene perfectly confirms a sentence.

Today you love to ignore me, tomorrow I will make you unattainable.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Huo's Diary of Revenge: Today, Yin, deduct all of Song Yuran's bonuses.

Song Yuran: I just made a mistake that straight women would make - I often miss love because I am too straight!

"dog head"

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: forgot 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 57247854, Xiaoice 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Fang Muzhi; 14 bottles of Fifty Thousand Miles Under the Sea; 10 bottles of Tangerine Qi; 5 bottles of Dusu and Motorcycle Maintenance Art;2 bottles of jade; 39561908, Asai Pilgrimage, 17622433, skyrocketing, ten thousand mountains follow each other, 58204390 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!