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Section 4
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Madam Ji twisted the quilt for him and asked his son to stay to take care of him. Finally, with a smile on his face, Madam Ji went back downstairs.
As soon as she left, Yan Qiu immediately sat up from the bed like a spring.
He saw Ji Xinglan sitting on the solo sofa next to him and playing with his mobile phone, and he didn't seem to be going to explain what happened just now.
"Hey, what's the matter." Yan Qiu couldn't help it. "Why does your mother say we are getting married?"
Ji Xinglan looked away from the screen and looked at him faintly: "You just know. She is in a hurry to let us get married. It's not a day or two."
"Well, why don't you object? You don't want to marry me..." Yan Qiu's tone became anxious.
"Who said I didn't want to marry you?" Ji Xinglan shook his head, seemingly amused.
Yan Qiu plausibly said: "The wealthy young master was forced by his mother to have a fiancee who he doesn't love at all. Shouldn't he fight his mother to the end and insist on pursuing true love?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Xinglan smiled dismal: "I have only liked one person when I grow up. What can I chase after he is dead."
The words spoken in a casual tone were shocking.
Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment and glanced at him sympathetically.
That's unfortunate.
I didn't expect Ji Xinglan to have such a story, no wonder he has a bad temper. From the point of his emotional injury, he should have treated him better before.
But unfortunately, unfortunately, he can't be operated on no matter how unfortunate it is!
"Ah, don't be kidding. You definitely don't want to marry me, do you." Yan Qiu himself is not very confident.
Brilliant sunlight came in through the glass and spread on the boy's face. Obviously, he has a face like a god, but his words with a smile are like a devil:
"Who said that there is a beautiful Omega bed warmer, I don't want it for nothing."
"You!" Yan Qiu shrank back, staying as far away from the neuropathy as possible.
Ji Xinglan could still laugh. Yan Qiu was flushed with anger by this guy. He grabbed the pillow from his hand and threw it directly on his face.
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During dinner time, the housekeeper came upstairs to urge three times, and Yan Qiucai was helped by Ji Xinglan and went downstairs.
Although he repeatedly stated that he did not need support, Ji Xinglan insisted on showing his hospitality to him in front of his mother's face and support.
Seeing his posture of licking the dog, Yan Qiu finally believed with grief that Ji Xinglan really did not intend to resist.
Does he really plan to marry himself and have children like Madam Ji said?
When he thought of having a baby, Yan Qiu flashed several R18 images in his mind. The body in the thin clothes trembled slightly and it was difficult to breathe.
No, no, don't let it go.
The restaurant still uses the Western-style palace decoration, with a bright crystal chandelier hanging high above the head, oil paintings and porcelain vases on the walls, tablecloths and cutlery on the long dining table, and vases full of flowers in the middle.
The decoration of the house was done by Madam Ji. She likes this style, which reminds her of her previous home.
Ji Xinglan held Yan Qiu's arm, as if taking care of him as a porcelain doll. Without waiting for the servants to come, she helped him pull the chair away and acted as a gentleman.
Madam Ji sat at the dining table with a smile and watched their "harmony and harmony" warm appearance. In fact, Yan Qiu stepped on Ji Xinglan's foot viciously and deliberately where she could not see.
Yan Qiu couldn't help but shudder when Madam Ji's scorching sight swept across. He had only seen such a terrible expression in the eyes of a female classmate who was crazy about CP.
Yan Qiu greeted Madam Ji obediently, and then slandered in his heart: still a mother fan.
Ji Xinglan sat down opposite him. There were obviously only three of them, but they occupied a long Western-style long table with foie gras and smoked salmon on the table.
Yan Qiu is not used to eating Western food. He has eaten the ninth largest cuisine in China-canteen cuisine since childhood.
He has no pursuit of food, and his favorite food is the roadside stalls, but obviously these places are not in line with his current status as Zhunji's wife.
Yan Qiu was not used to the formal eating. There were three sets of knives and forks in front of him. He didn't know which one to use, so he just grabbed a fork to eat.
After the main course was on the table, Ji Xinglan also noticed Yan Qiu's hard struggle, and took the initiative to help him cut the steak into pieces, carefully cut out the Australian lobster meat, and poured him a small half glass of wine, which was meticulous care. , Almost wiped his mouth.
Yan Qiu took the wine glass and glanced at him, feeling a kind of gentleness in a daze. If were to change to Omega and be treated in this way by Ji Xinglan, would definitely be too dizzy to find Bei.
It is a pity that Yan Qiu faced him, and Yan Qiu would only sneer in his heart.
It's too fake.
You can also fool Madam Ji with a cp filter.
Although Ji Xinglan is a little handsome, but Yan Qiu has a straight male aesthetic body protection, unmoved.
Halfway through the meal, Madam Ji received a call from her old sister to go to the beauty salon. Then she remembered that she was in a hurry to see Yan Qiu today. She forgot to make the treatment. Before dessert was on the table, she hurriedly started. gone.
Before leaving, Madam Ji blew him a kiss: "Mom will come to see you in two days, my sweetheart!"
The servants stood far away, "Little Sweetheart" Yan Qiu concentrated on pulling the vegetable salad and ice cream balls, Ji Xinglan suddenly spoke:
"Yan Qiu."
"Huh?" Yan Qiu gave him a subconscious glance without regaining his senses.
Ji Xinglan's expression became cold, and she asked stiffly, "Did I call you?"
Yan Qiu was startled, lowered his head and "cut", but cold sweat broke out in his palms.
No matter how big his heart is, he still feels wrong.
He thought his acting skills were okay, he wouldn't show up so quickly.
With a guilty conscience, Yan Qiu peeked at Ji Xinglan across the table. Doesn't he really know something?
But Ji Xinglan didn't say anything, as if what happened just now was just Yan Qiu's illusion.
Yan Qiu was anxious that he would expose the matter, and he was too eager to mention it again.
After finally eating dinner, Yan Qiu was about to slip away, and Ji Xinglan suddenly stopped him.
"Have you eaten?"
Yan Qiu nodded, and watched Ji Xinglan grab the napkin--as if he really wanted to wipe his mouth.
Yan Qiu was startled: "Is there enough acting? Your mother is gone."
Ji Xinglan smiled and threw the napkin in her hand aside, returning to her normal expression: "Come to my room after taking a shower."
The smile at the corner of Ji Xinglan's mouth made Qiu very uneasy. Under Yan Qiu's suspicious gaze, he put down his knife and fork calmly and wiped his hands with a towel.
"Be sure to come, I have something important to tell you."
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The heating in the bathroom is fully turned on, and the bright light is a bit dazzling by the mirror.
Yan Qiu sat in the bathtub with his legs bent, slowly splashing water on his neck, letting the crystal water drop down his neck and delicate skin.
On the wrist that Ji Xinglan grabbed hard during the day, there are now two reddish bruises, imprinted on the white and slender wrist, as if they had been abused.
Yan Qiu frowned and looked at his wrist, becoming more dissatisfied with this Omega's body.
The eyebrows are pretty, but there is not much masculinity, and there are few fleshy spots on the whole body. The skin is whiter and tenderer than a girl, and it will be bruised when touched. It is really a spoiled porcelain doll.
When Yan Qiu crawled out of the bathtub to wipe his body, he looked at his figure in the mirror with frustration. The height of more than 1.7 meters is not short for Omega, and even the proportions of his legs are very slender, but standing in front of Alpha like Ji Xinglan, it is not enough.
But he confirmed with Ji Xinglan that his own body was indeed dead, and the body was cremated long ago, and it was completely useless to retrieve his original body.
Yan Qiu had been in the bathroom for a long time. Ji Xinglan was afraid that he was drowning in the bathtub, so he came over and knocked on the door:
"Why is it so slow, waiting for me to go in and wash you?"
Yan Qiu shuddered, and hurriedly speeded up the movement in his hand: "No, it will be fine soon, you go away!"
Ji Xinglan was noncommittal, only saying: "Hurry up."
When Yan Qiu hurriedly dried his body and came out in a bathrobe, there was no one outside. Yan Qiu was wiping the dripping hair with a towel, while hesitating to go there.
Thinking of Ji Xinglan's attitude, there was obviously something important to tell him. Yan Qiu wiped his hair half dry and walked into Ji Xinglan's room next door.
Ji Xinglan lit a lamp and sat by the window reading a book.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and saw Yan Qiu standing by the door, asking him to sit down on the sofa. "Have you taken a bath?"
Yan Qiu nodded, sat on the love seat, grabbed the pillow and placed it on his lap. Ji Xinglan walked towards him and sniffed between his neck. Yan Qiu has a refreshing scent of shower gel, mixed with a hint of citrus pheromone.
"What are you doing?" Yan Qiu shrank his neck when he saw him approaching, and pushed him away. Ji Xinglan was not angry either, there was something inexplicable in her eyes, and she turned and walked over to the cabinet.
Because of staying in a closed bathroom for a long time, Yan Qiu's lips were moist and bright red, and his cheeks had a slight blush due to a slight lack of oxygen. The tips of his half-dried hair were still dripping, almost wet his front.
Ji Xinglan threw the book aside, took out something from the drawer, turned his head and said to Yan Qiu: "Put out your hand."
This person's hot and cold attitude was a little bit unpredictable, which made Yan Qiu feel a little bit frustrated.
Yan Qiu gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand slowly, watching Ji Xinglan walk towards him, and then-knelt down.
Yan Qiu was startled, and watched him kneel in front of him. From top to bottom, Yan Qiu could only see his blond hair and one stud on his left ear.
Ji Xinglan didn't think there was anything wrong with this. She moved naturally to hold his hand, and gently rolled up his cuff, revealing a red mark on her white wrist.
Yan Qiu also looked down at his wrist. I noticed this bruise just now. I didn't think it hurt much, but instead felt that Omega's skin was too delicate.
However, when Ji Xinglan gently stroked the red mark with his fingers, he still pretended to be very painful and frowned.
The young Omega's long eyelashes are still wet with a little mist, as if he was crying. Sure enough, a look of pity flashed in Ji Xinglan's eyes, and the movement in his hand slowed down a lot.
Yan Qiu looked down at the person in front of him and sneered secretly in his heart.
Now that know heart hurts, who made his wrist red?
Ji Xinglan took a small bottle, dipped a cotton swab and applied medicine to him, smeared it in a thin circle, and then wrapped it around his slender wrist with a cut long piece of gauze.
The ointment was cool and comfortable, and Yan Qiu felt a little hot in the place where the medicine was applied. Ji Xinglan grabbed his other wrist and helped him with good medicine in the same way. After doing this, he let go of Yan Qiu's wrist and stood up.
Looking at the two thin circles of gauze on his wrists, Yan Qiu felt a little uncomfortable.
Ji Xinglan's attitude always felt like a weasel giving a New Year greeting to the chicken.
But anyhow, because he was taken care of by others, Yan Qiu Qian laughed: "Unexpectedly, Master Ji will take care of others."
"Rarely." Ji Xinglan put the medicine bottle back in the drawer, and Yan Qiu couldn't help but stare at his slender fingers, "Looking at you as my fiancee, treat you better."
Yan Qiu curled his lips unhappily: "Hey, have you made enough trouble. If you make enough trouble, go and tell your mother that we can't get married."
"Who said you can't tie it," Ji Xinglan raised an eyebrow, "Is it bad to be my Omega?"
When he hit his playful gaze, Yan Qiu's heart trembled, and after cursing in his heart, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"When you are tall, go and tell your mother, I can't marry you." He feinted.
Ji Xinglan came over unhurriedly, drew the curtains, and isolated the scattered street lights from the bright white moonlight.
"No, you have to marry me." His words showed an inconsistent affirmation.
With that, he walked up to Yan Qiu, supported the back of the chair behind Yan Qiu with one hand, and slowly leaned down towards him.
Yan Qiu shrank back, and watched Ji Xinglan stretch out his hand and provoked his chin, and gently pressed a kiss on his forehead.
Yan Qiu froze.
Why did Ji Xinglan kiss him again! It's too much! !
"You must marry me."
The blond boy's eyes flickered, and his deep eyes revealed a terrifying possessiveness and desperate love, making Yan Qiu dazed to think that he was wrong.
He easily knocked Yan Qiu down on the sofa, then lifted his knees, pressed a long leg directly to his side, and reached out to lift his shirt.
In Yan Qiu's blank eyes, the young man's warm palm gently covered him, and he smiled calmly and said:
"You have my child here, can you forget it too."
The author has something to say:
Yan Qiu is not really a macho school bully, and this article does not have a strong label.
Chapter 5
Ji Xinglan just touched him gently, but Yan Qiu felt like a bolt from the blue.
Yan Qiu almost stared at his stomach with rounded eyes. I don't know if it is a psychological effect. At this moment, he really feels strangely uncomfortable in his lower belly.
I see!
What did this couple do! !
Yan Qiu shook his head collapsed: "No! Impossible! Don't lie to me!!"
"What are you doing?" Ji Xinglan frowned slightly, seeming to be sincere. His expression was as calm as ever, as if he was just expounding a simple and common topic like eating and sleeping.
Yan Qiu's hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly, staring at him with canthus:
"Aren't you dislike little-Bah, don't you like me! How could I get pregnant!"
"Tsk. Just go to bed, do you have to like it?" Ji Xinglan said maliciously. After speaking, he deliberately stretched out his hand and stroked his hair, acting like a romantic boy.
He has always been the only one who said Qiu Fengliu's share of others, but he did not expect to be given to Fengliu by others. Yan Qiu looked at him in disbelief, biting his posterior molars hard, and suffocating his breath.
"...Then you are really a bastard."
Hearing that, Ji Xinglan smiled and sat down beside Yan Qiu. The sofa suddenly carried the weight of an adult Alpha, and it sank so badly. Yan Qiu's light and fluttering center of gravity was unstable, and he almost plunged into his arms. .
The blond boy held his shoulders and breathed into Yan Qiu Honghong's earlobes. "You just know."
It seems that the more anxious Yan Qiu is, the happier he will be.
Seeing Yan Qiu's cold face, the blonde boy showed a pure and harmless smile. Under the decoration of light and shadow, his long eyelashes were all flowing gold:
"Just kidding, I like Little Qiu the most."
After hearing these words, Yan Qiu knew what he was saying, but as if he had eaten a piece of toxic honey, he still had a cold back and couldn't help but shudder.
No one can resist the blonde and beautiful boy acting like a baby and saying he likes it. Even if this guy is simply a demon.
Yan Qiu is more inclined to believe that the previous sentence is the truth than he likes himself. He collapsed and said: "I don't believe it anyway!"
Ji Xinglan leaned back, with two long legs against the sky, as if he didn't bother to explain, he let out a "tsk" inconspicuously:
"Isn't it common for Omega to become pregnant. Do you want to see your medical report?"
With that, Ji Xinglan took out a neatly folded report form from the desk drawer in front of the window.
"This is the checkup you went to the hospital after you fell off the window sill," Ji Xinglan said in a slightly reproachful tone. "Why are you so careless when you are pregnant? Fortunately, the baby is fine."
Even if the person in front of him speaks conclusively, Yan Qiu still has deep distrust in his eyes.
If Ji Xinglan deliberately criticized him, it would be easy to falsify these things-but no matter what he thinks, Ji Xinglan seems to be unnecessary.
Why do you trick him into getting pregnant? Are you responsible for him so much?
Yan Qiu lowered his eyes and grasped