"Stay at my house tonight."

Hearing this, Song Yuran was stunned for a while before asking, "Is it okay?"

Huo Qingzhi didn't speak, opened the car door and went straight to the elevator.

This was the default, Song Yuran quickly turned off the car, unfastened the seat belt, got out of the car and chased after him, not forgetting to turn back and lock the car halfway.

She didn't expect Mr. Huo to be willing to take her in. She was already ready to go home in the rain, and it would be great to have a place to spend the night now.

After all, she is also afraid of driving in thunderstorms.

But after walking some distance, Song Yuran only thought of one thing, Huo Qing's house... only one bed.

This means that will sleep in the same bed with Mr. Huo tonight...?

"Why are you standing there?" Huo Qingzhi, who had already entered the elevator, urged, "Come in."

"Here we come." Song Yuran responded subconsciously, walked into the elevator quickly, and at the same time cheered herself up in her heart. Isn't sleeping just the next day when you close your eyes and open them again?It's not like I didn't sleep with my classmates when I was a student in boarding.

Thinking of this, Song Yuran felt that he was doing well again.

As soon as he entered the door, while changing his shoes, he heard Huo Qingzhi say, "Go take a shower first, and I'll find you a set of pajamas."

Song Yuran complied obediently, and went straight into the bathroom. As soon as the door was closed, she walked into the shower room and planned to take a bath.

Just as took off clothes, just remembered... came in without pajamas.

She stared at the clothes in the laundry basket and hesitated for two seconds.

Forget it, it's the same after washing.

When the water valve was turned on, hot water was squeezed out along the thin holes of the shower, forming a parabola in the air and spraying on Song Yuran's body. Some of it splashed on the transparent glass, forming little drops of water.

The mist quickly filled the small shower room, and Song Yuran was wrapped in white mist, making it hard to see clearly through the glass.

It sounded like a knock at the door.

Song Yuran turned off the water valve and heard Huo Qingzhi's voice outside the door.

She stretched her neck and shouted, "Bring it in for me, thank you~"

After hearing the sound of the doorknob being twisted, Song Yuran turned on the water valve again and continued to receive the baptism of hot water.

"It's still early, you can take a bath." Huo Qingzhi outside the cubicle put his pajamas on the dry sink, looked at the bathtub behind him, "I just cleaned the bathtub last night."

Song Yuran responded vaguely. She was very envious of the big bathtub in Huo Qing's House, but she was not interested in taking a bath.

Hearing the sound of the door closing outside, Song Yuran turned off the water valve again, this time looking for shower gel in the bottles and jars on the shelf.

She took a cursory glance and found that there were quite a lot of types, such as those for bathing, shampooing, essential oils, bath salts, and body lotion.

Song Yuran couldn't help being speechless, and once again lamented that Mr. Huo is really an exquisite alpha, and even a modern urban beauty would not have such a complete list of her.

Pick up a pack of bath salts, purple packaging, with a lavender printed on it, it seems to be lavender.

The shower gel also has a floral scent. She squeezed some into her palm and sniffed it on the tip of her nose. The smell was a little familiar, maybe she had smelled it mixed with perfume before.

Before taking a bath at Huo Qing's home, due to the arrival of the susceptible period, she had no time to take care of other things. Now Song is very satisfied with the fragrance of the shower gel, and pressed it twice to make bubbles in the palm of her hand.

While applying the bubbles on his body, he hummed a song: "I love to take a bath and have a good skin~~"

After rinsing off the bubbles, Song Yuran smelled her arm again, and the elegant floral fragrance made her smile with satisfaction: "It smells so good."

For some reason, she suddenly remembered Huo Qingzhi's pheromone.

Although it is not new to be able to smell pheromones, the current target is only Huo Qing, and the ability to perceive the other party's gender by pheromones is still very weak, and there is no reference.

Song Yuran remembered something and looked down.

The 2 taels of meat lost after decomposing into alpha seem to be irretrievable even eating papaya. wonder if we should be glad that it didn't shrink directly into a, and it's still enough now.

But...the □□official, which was the sign of the alpha division at the beginning, may have not yet appeared because the division was too late.

Now can smell the pheromone, which means that the sequelae are slowly disappearing?

So, does that mean...

Song Yuran just imagined it and scared her out of her body.

At the level of social news in modern times, why do young girls become big Dior girls?Is this a distortion of human nature, or a loss of morality?!

"What's wrong with you? You look ugly."

Huo Qingzhi was sitting in the living room watching TV, when he heard the door open, he turned his head and saw Song Yuran coming out of the bathroom.

Compared with before entering, his complexion was extremely bad, and his whole body was drooping and listless.

"Isn't it sick?"

"..." Song Yuran walked slowly to the sofa, sat down next to Huo Qingzhi, and waved his hands tiredly, "No, it's just..."

"What is it?"

It's impossible to say that because of the thought of becoming an alpha in the true sense, her heart is so cramped that she can't get any more. Her expression froze for a moment, she turned her head to look at Huo Qingzhi, and glanced down without any trace.

"Well, Mr. Huo, I want to ask..." She tried hard to find the words, "That is, after you split up, something suddenly appeared in your body. How did you accept it?"

Huo Qingzhi didn't react at once, and asked subconsciously, "What is it?"

This topic seems a bit adult. Although it's the evening channel now, it's the first time I'm staying at Mr. Huo's house, so I don't want to talk about these heavy topics.

Besides, in this world, no one can understand her thoughts.

"Nothing," she said quickly, "I'm done."

Huo Qingzhi didn't ask any more questions when he couldn't figure it out, and quickly put on his pajamas and went in to take a bath.

The first thing before taking a bath is to remove the pheromone suppression sticker on her neck. Of course, that is based on the fact that she is the only one at home.

Now Huo Qingzhi stood in front of the sink, stared at himself in the mirror for a while, and then raised his hand to cover the back of his neck.

The thinness of the transparent suppression sticker is very close to the skin, unless you touch it with your hands, it is difficult to see it at a glance.

What he touched was a slightly hard touch, Huo Qingzhi frowned unconsciously, and it was not difficult to see the tangle in his eyes.

She closed her eyes, and Song Yuran's face unconsciously appeared in her mind. The man had a familiar smile on his face, and said something that sounded a little annoying now - "We are all alphas".

At the same time as she opened her eyes, she touched the edge of the restraining sticker with her fingertips, pursed her lower lip, and then tore off the transparent soft sticker.

The crisp movements without any hesitation.

Without the restraint of the restraining stickers, Huo Qingzhi only felt that his tense spirit was stretched a little.

The torrential rain outside the window was still falling, and the glass window reflected Song Yuran's face in the house, and she stared at the raindrops pattering on the glass window.

"This rain won't last all night... I don't know if Sister Yushu and the others have arrived home."

Muttering this, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Shen Yushu who was driving.

The neighborhood where Shen Yushu lived was farther away than them, and because of the rain, she drove more slowly.

When the news was received, the silver-white car arrived at the entrance of the community.

The screen displayed a reminder that the underground parking lot was full. It seemed that the owners did not want their cars to be exposed to the rain.

The umbrella on the car was forgotten to be recycled after it was used last time, and it was only when she went out that she remembered it. Looking at the relentless thunderstorm now, Shen Yushu felt a little helpless.

The tires were almost sticking to the edge of the steps at the door of Building F, and the car was parked right in front of the unit door. Shen Yushu turned to look at Su Yiqiao, and said in a little embarrassment: "Sorry, I forgot to put an umbrella in the car, I stopped the car."You shouldn't get too much drench when you get out of the car here."

Su Yiqiao politely thanked her, unfastened her seat belt and quickly got out of the car, and went up the steps in three steps, only a small part of the raindrops accompanied by the wind fell on her body.

Shen Yushu in the car sighed softly. Such a good opportunity to protect the flowers was lost because of not having an umbrella.

Obviously, parking is not allowed under the steps of the unit door. Seeing Su Yiqiao walk into the unit door, her back completely disappeared from sight, she turned the steering wheel and parked the car in the side parking space.

It was raining heavily at the moment, and there was no shelter in the open-air parking space. As soon as Shen Yushu opened the car door, the cold rain hit his face.

The parking space is only a dozen meters away from the unit door, but in this short distance of more than ten meters, the ruthless torrential rain made most of her body wet, and she was very embarrassed when she ran into the unit door.

She happened to be wearing a long silk dress today, and the skirt immediately clinged to her skin when it got wet, with large and small water stains, coupled with her half-wet hair, she lost her delicate image.

The central air conditioner in the lobby, which usually don't care about, now feels a chill as soon as come in.

Shen Yushu stroked her hair, and walked quickly to the elevator, sighing inwardly that luckily the cosmetics are waterproof, otherwise it would make things worse.

She took two steps, stopped suddenly, and gave a suspicious 'hmm'.

Su Yiqiao, who was supposed to go upstairs, stood at the elevator entrance, as if waiting for the elevator, or, waiting for her?

Shen Yushu consciously stood up straight, her posture gradually became more elegant, and as soon as she approached, she asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

The reflection of the elevator door showed the expression on her face at the moment, a little pleasantly surprised and a little proud.

Su Yiqiao calmly replied: "Just now I answered a call."

The implication is that she thinks too much.

"Oh." Shen Yushu sniffed, and the sweeping wind from the air conditioner above blew over again. She shivered a little, her nose was itchy, and she sneezed.

At the same time, the elevator doors opened.

The two walked in one after the other, Su Yiqiao got close, pressed '26' and saw someone was still huddled in the corner, so she asked, "What floor?"

After moving and "meeting" downstairs, she has accepted the fact that Shen Yushu lives in the same building as her.

only

She heard Shen Yushu say, "I'm on the same floor as you."

Su Yiqiao frowned, and her scrutinizing eyes fell on her: "If I remember correctly, there are two households on one floor of this building."

"Yes!" Shen Yushu smiled with a standard eight teeth: "I am your neighbor."

"..." Su Yiqiao had never been so speechless in her life.

Shen Yushu patched: "I bought these two houses with my friend at the beginning. We became neighbors and I lived there for a long time."

The air conditioner in the elevator was stronger than that in the lobby, and the wet clothes felt even cooler against the skin, causing Shen Yushu to sneeze twice in a row.

It was a blessing in disguise, and the topic seemed to be over.

The elevator stopped at the 26th floor, and after opening the door, the two walked out one after the other.

Shen Yushu stopped by the outside door, smiled and waved to her: "Good night, neighbor."

Su Yiqiao twitched the corner of her mouth as a response, walked straight to the door inside, entered the password to open the door, turned her head before entering the door, and inadvertently met Shen Yushu's eyes, she was still standing at the door.

The moment Shen Yushu met her gaze, she smiled at her.

Repeated: "Good night."

"..." Su Yiqiao paused, seeing that she was really embarrassed in the rain, she reminded, "Drink a cup of ginger tea before going to sleep to avoid catching a cold."

"But the Jiang Gang at home has run out." Shen Yushu smiled so flatteringly that the three big characters "make it for me" were almost written on her face.

This time Su Yiqiao didn't speak, and the movement of entering and closing the door was done in one go.

Seemingly rejected, Shen Yushu touched her nose, opened the door and went home.

I just picked out a pair of pajamas from the closet, and when came out of the bedroom, heard the doorbell.

Shen Yushu's eyes lit up, did he change his mind?!

She trotted to open the door full of anticipation, but what she saw when she opened the door was a piece of ginger.

"Don't pay me back."

Su Yiqiao left ginger and these words behind, turned around and went back.

"..." Shen Yushu stared at the ginger that was as big as a palm in his hand, rounding it up, it was Yi Qiao who made it for me.

She scratched the door frame and poked her head out, shouting, "Thank you!"

Shen Yushu returned to the house with the piece of ginger in his hands, put it on the coffee table and took out his mobile phone to take a picture, when he saw an unread item.

He replied "I got home safely", and sent an emoji by the way.

Song Yuran, who saw the emoji on the other end, reacted first: "I'm in such a good mood."

The dog on the screen is grinning and sticking out its tongue is quite cute.

"who?"

After taking a shower, Huo Qingzhi came out wiping his hair and listened.

"Sister Yushu." Song Yuran showed her the chat records, and joked, "Sister Yushu didn't seem to post this kind of emoji before."

"Yi Qiao likes cats, cats and dogs more." Huo Qingzhi glanced and said, "I guess Yi Qiao sent it to her."

"I thought Sister Yushu was the kind of person who doesn't talk too much and is cold." Song Yuran touched her chin. "These two times I saw her, she talked more and smiled more."

"I think this is a sign of love!" Regarding this topic, Song Yuran's gossip radar kept ringing, and her eyes were shining: "Do you think she will have a spring heart?!"

"Who is moving, are you moving?" Huo Qingzhi said indifferently.

Song Yuran shrank her head, and understood that Mr. Huo didn't like this topic.

It seems that he doesn't like his friends being gossiped about.

The night was still very long, and it was only ten o'clock after the two of them washed up. Song Yuran usually wouldn't sleep at this time.

At this moment, she and Huo Qingzhi were staring at each other, the rain was pattering outside the window, the rain was at least a little lighter.

"Mr. Huo, what do you usually do at home?" She wanted to make a reference.

But Mr. Huo replied: "I will see if there is any work to deal with, and then I will look at the development trend of the industry, or read the news."

"..." Just listening to Song Yuran felt sleepy.

"Occasionally, I also look at the scenery." Huo Qingzhi pointed to the bay window in the bedroom, the curtains on both sides were tied up, and the mirror reflected their appearance sitting on the edge of the bed."However, it's raining now and there's nothing to see."

"Just sit?"

"No." Huo Qingzhi paused and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

In the past, Huo Qingzhi was often anxious because of company affairs, and insomnia was a common occurrence. Later, she would drink a glass of red wine before going to bed as a sleep aid.

During this period of time, he slept fairly peacefully, and the wine in the cabinet hadn't been moved for a long time.

"What's this?" Song Yuran's eyes were attracted by the jar placed in the corner. The transparent glass jar could see the amber liquid and the small dark brown ball inside at a glance.

Huo Qingzhi paused in reaching out to get the red wine, and turned to hold out the jug of wine.

She looked at the liquid inside, a little surprised by its changes, "It's the plum wine I made last summer."

"Green plum wine? It sounds very good." Song Yuran saw the date on the label on the altar, from last year to this year, last month it was one year.

Curious about the taste of plum wine, I asked, "Can I have a taste?"

"It's the first time I'm making it, so I don't know if it's good or not." Huo Qingzhi paused, "If you're willing to try."

Song Yuran looked very much looking forward to it, and the onlookers watched the opening of the altar with their eyes straight.

As soon as the lid was lifted, the aroma of the wine that had been stored for a year wafted out. It was a plum aroma that was stronger than that of fresh green plums.

Huo Qingzhi took two glass whiskey glasses, and found the matching wine funnel from the drawer. After cleaning and disinfecting, he slowly submerged the wine funnel into the jar of plum wine.

Filled a small bucket and scooped it into the glass, then handed the wine glass to Song Yuran, "Taste a little first, if it doesn't taste good, don't drink it."

In the past, Song Yuran also bought fruit wine in the supermarket because of her looks, but the taste in the mouth was so traumatic that she would be traumatized after taking another sip.

Having learned from the past, Song Yuran took a small sip, his expression paused for three seconds, and he smacked his mouth, feeling a little unfinished, and took another sip.

"How is it?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Huo Qingzhi was very disturbed.

"It's delicious!" Song Yuran gave a thumbs up, "Really, the plum taste is very strong, but it's too sweet."

Huo Qingzhi was skeptical, but Song Yuran simply handed her the cup, "If you don't believe me, try it yourself."

"..."

Huo Qingzhi drank the last half of the sip, his expression was obviously surprised, and there was a bit of surprise, which was much better than expected.

The sweetness is really sweet, and the sweetness is adjusted with ice cubes, and the alcohol concentration is not that high.

The two sat by the bay window, the pillows behind them were next to the glass, the bedroom was filled with the scent of plum wine, and what could be heard was the patter of rain.

Close your eyes, as if time has stopped.

Huo Qingzhi can clearly recall the scene of brewing this altar of green plum wine on a whim.

"I was still thinking about it when it was brewed last year." Huo Qingzhi looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, "When the wine is ready to drink, I will definitely drink it by myself and sit here."

"Haven't you ever thought that there will be someone who can drink with you in a year's time?"

Huo Qingzhi shook his head, and slowly turned the wine glass in his hand, the diamond pattern of the glass divided the light into countless pieces.

"I haven't thought about it." She turned her head and smiled softly at Song Yuran, "Perhaps, I can think about it now."

Song Yuran also tilted her head, just in time to meet Huo Qingzhi's smile, drank some wine, and relaxed a little.

"The first time I saw you, I thought... Ah, this person must be difficult to get along with."

Thinking of the situation at that time, Huo Qingzhi tilted his head and asked, "Because I killed you?"

"No." Song Yuran thought for a while, "How to put it, it gives people a very cold feeling, the kind that is difficult to get into the heart."

"What now?"

Song Yuran stared at Huo Qingzhi's face for a while, then looked at the wine in the glass, the glass revealed a reddish amber liquid, without any impurities, it was very clear, the ice cubes slowly disappeared with the temperature,Melt into the wine.

"Here, just like this wine." She held the bottom of the glass and raised the glass, the wine inside could be seen more clearly under the light.

"Most green plums are sour and a bit astringent before they are brewed into wine. Many people can't help but taste the aroma of plums, but after tasting them, they are persuaded by the smell and discarded like a shoe."

"A patient person will use time to transform its aroma to the greatest extent, and there will be plum wine, because it is easy to drink with sugar, without losing the original taste."

"A lot of times, people are like ice cubes, what kind of wine they soak in, and what kind of taste they will melt into."

The more Song Yuran talked, the more emotional he became, if it wasn't for his appearance, perhaps Huo Qingzhi in this world would follow his own plot step by step, and be betrayed by so-called friends and lovers.

But at this moment, she suddenly thought, is this really good for her?In the original book, Huo Qingzhi, because he has seen too many dark sides, learned to grow up after suffering losses, just like plum blossoms that still stand proudly after the snowstorm.

How long can I help her?When they have their own partners, they will no longer drink the same wine late at night like now, and maybe one day she suddenly disappears into this world, what should Huo Qingzhi do at that time?

"Why are you suddenly frowning?"

Her sudden depression caught Huo Qingzhi's attention, and her frown looked a little aggrieved.

Unconsciously, he stretched out his hand and pinched Song Yuran's face, and said with a smile: "It looks so wronged."

Her voice was soft, like coaxing a child, making Song Yuran turn to look at her.

He met the amber eyes at a glance, and those eyes were more tender than concealed at this moment, which made Song Yuran forget his words for a while.

Would Mr. Huo look at her with such gentle eyes before?

No one spoke, and it was so quiet that only the rain was hitting the glass windows, and the atmosphere seemed to have changed a bit.

The familiar mint smell was faint, and the cold pheromone became soft at this moment, slowly overpowering the aroma of plum wine, filling her nasal cavity, and sweeping Song Yuran's whole body.

The glands at the back of the neck were hot, and her heartbeat also increased unconsciously. She thought that alcohol was playing its role.

Song Yuran blinked her eyes, and pursed her lips subconsciously. At this moment, the mint pheromone seemed to have magical powers, making her want to get closer involuntarily. She lowered her head and put her forehead on Huo Qingzhi's shoulder.

"Just a little sleepy."

The stamina of the alcohol seemed to be really coming, Song Yuran was a little confused, and drank the last sip of plum wine.

Turning on the night light by the bed, they lifted the quilt and lay down in the bed.

The bed was big, and the two of them were not crowded at all. It was just that Song Yuran, who was a little sleepy before going to bed, stared like copper bells at this moment, and suddenly lost sleepiness.

In just a few minutes, the wine seemed to wake up. She was lying on the side of the bed, and the distance between Huo Qingzhi and Huo Qingzhi was enough for an adult to lie down, like two worlds.

The body lying on the bed was tense, and she put her hands by her side, not daring to make any movements at all.

The person on the other side moved, and Song Yuran immediately pricked up her ears to listen to that person's movements. She turned over, picked up the mobile phone by the bed, glanced at it, turned off the screen, and put the mobile phone back on the bed.

He turned over again, this time appearing to be facing her.

Song Yuran's little heart was pounding, and the sound was so loud that she was worried that Huo Qingzhi would hear her, but fortunately, the sound of rain suppressed her heartbeat.

What's the matter with being a little nervous?

The author has something to say:

I wrote too much today, two in one double update!"Akimbo"

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Forgot, Xiaobing, is a handsome bun;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Nie Yuz; 9 bottles of Jiangzai; 5 bottles of bsp; 4 bottles of Jiuyue;

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