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Chapter 26 Chapter 26
After the evening self-study, Yao Jin said goodbye to the girls she was with, and got into the car that was parked there waiting for her at the old place.
The driver didn't ask her where to go as usual, but after she got in the car, he started the car directly.
Yao Jin knew that Yao Wei had something to see her tonight.
When she got off the car and got home, when she was changing slippers outside the door, she saw a pair of raw high-heeled shoes on the shoe rack. Looking at the style, Yao Wei didn't like it.
The look on Yao Jin's face turned cold.
After entering, saw Yao Wei and a strange woman sitting at the dining table. The dishes were already set and there were three sets of tableware.
"Yeah, is Jin Jin back? It's just right, come over for dinner, I'll be waiting for you~"
The woman looks very young, with long hair in the back, wearing a light-colored satin shirt, beautiful and intellectual in appearance, which is quite in line with Yao Wei's taste.
Yao Jin raised her lips, looking at the first time she met her, she came to greet her familiarly, a strange woman like the hostess at home, and smiled coldly: "I have already had dinner at school, so I won't disturb you two. "
After she finished speaking, she didn't look at the woman again, she passed by her directly, and walked to the second floor.
Yao Wei looked at her willful back, frowned and squeezed the glass in her hand.
She is sitting at the dining table, holding a glass of boiled water in her hand, her black shirt cuffs are open, and it is casually rolled around her forearm, the first button of the collar is tightly buttoned, her medium-length straight hair falls on her shoulders, and she is under the silver-rimmed glasses. There was a hint of displeasure in those introverted peach blossom eyes.
Yao Wei is five years younger than Zhuang Yue. When Yao Jin was born, she was only twenty-four years old. Now she is in her early forties, but she is well-maintained and looks not yet thirty years old.
"Jinjin, it's the first time you and your Aunt Joan have met. Pay attention to etiquette. We've been waiting for you, and she has specially cooked a lot of dishes that suit your taste. Come and have a simple meal."
Yao Jin held the handrail of the stairs, and after hearing Yao Wei's words, Pu Chi burst out laughing.
She turned around, the coldness in her eyes turned into sarcasm, "It suits my taste? I'm afraid you don't even know Mr. Yao. What kind of dishes do I like to eat?"
In the living room where there was no fireworks, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Qiong Ran looked at the two people who were arguing with each other, and hurriedly stepped forward to smooth the game.
"By the way, I heard from Yao Wei that you like desserts. I bought a few of their signature desserts at Shangshixuan. I don't know if they suit your taste. I'll show them to you..."
Seeing her talking and turning towards the kitchen, Yao Jin interrupted her unfinished words impatiently, "I really liked sweets when I was five or six years old, but Mr. Yao remembers this clearly and says this to every person I've interacted with. However, you are still the first person she brought here for dinner. Why, is Mr. Yao planning to settle this time and not consider other people?"
"Yao Jin! Is this the right word for you to say? You are getting more and more outrageous..."
Yao Wei was irritated by her words, and no longer cared about her composure, she slapped her palm on the table.
Yao Jin turned back to his room on the second floor and closed the door with a bang.
The sound insulation of the room is very good. After closing the door, all the disturbances outside are isolated.
Yao Jin let go of his strength, leaned back and collapsed on the big bed, staring at the gorgeous chandelier above his head in a daze.
After a while, he moved his right hand, only to realize that he was still holding Jin Siming's coat in his hand.
She stared sideways at the white coat, stunned for a moment, and then, feeling a void somewhere in her heart, subconsciously leaned in and took a sip.
The familiar sweetness can still comfort her, but unfortunately, the smell is getting weaker and weaker.
After a few seconds, she threw the dress away in a hurry, and a hint of pink climbed on her fair cheeks.
She got up and stepped on her slippers and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After blowing my hair, it was only half past nine in the evening.
Yao Jin lay upright on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his head.
Having nothing to do, she picked up her phone and unlocked the screen.
There are many people who message her, but they are all things that don't matter to her.
Although in order to socialize, she has dabbled in many aspects of knowledge, from sports competitions to entertainment industry gossip, to gaming and e-sports, in order to have topics to talk about with different friends, she knows all these. However, she herself has no real preferences.
After swiping a few times and replying to a few messages, glanced at the time again, it was only ten o'clock.
Frustrated, she threw her phone aside, got up and turned over the low cabinet by the bedside.
She is still in the fever period, and in order to prevent accidents, she needs to inject inhibitors in advance every night.
After using the inhibitor, she habitually opened the small medicine bottle. After pouring a few pills in her palm, she suddenly remembered the school doctor's words, and she took a pause and put the medicine back.
It was not an ordinary sleeping pill, but a special sleeping pill prescribed by her private doctor. Whenever she felt bored at night or really had insomnia, she would take some to help her sleep. A small amount of it would not cause any side effects.
But now she is still in the fever period, and just after using the inhibitor, she can no longer take other drugs at will.
She had no choice but to lie back and stand upright again, quietly waiting for the time to pass, hoping that she could fall asleep smoothly in the next second.
After tossing and turning on the bed for a while, she closed her eyes and slowly stretched out her hand, pulled the coat over again, and held it lightly in her arms, her face blushing abnormally again.
"It's all your fault, Siming Jin."
She muttered softly.
When she felt that her state was not right, she checked the relevant information and basically determined that it was a pheromone-dependent reaction. She was also quite sure that she had not been marked by anyone, and if this situation still occurs, there is only one possibility, what did she do to that Alpha.
"In the case of having a physical advantage, you were unexpectedly killed by an omega... Jin Siming, are you too weak?"
Yao Jin bit Yin Hong's lips, hugged the clothes in his arms tightly, and said angrily.
I don't know how long my dependence on this flavor will last, it's really troublesome...
Although it is not clear what happened at that time, it should be what she did actively under the influence of the fever period.
Knowing that such a result occurs, she herself has to take the main responsibility, but... Jin Siming is really too weak, right?
......
"Ah!"
Jin Siming, who was shopping with her brother, sneezed suddenly.
She held her hands impatiently, and urged Jin Tong, who was standing in front of the vegetable rack, to pick and choose: "Hey, can you hurry up? It's late at night, dinner is over, why do you have to come to buy something? "
Jin Tong next to him was holding a basket in one hand and picking vegetables in the other, "Tsk, I don't have the vegetables I need in the kitchen, so I can only buy them. Ah, why do the dishes here look so stale? "
"You don't even look at what time it is. If there are any fresh dishes in the evening, it would be nice to buy some." Jin Siming took out his mobile phone in a bored manner, glanced at the time, and frowned a little bit , At this time, she had already taken a bath and finished the game in bed beautifully, but now she was forced to be pulled out to accompany her stinky brother to buy vegetables.
"You order food, do you want to cook it yourself for someone to eat? Really, it's even bothering me to come out to accompany you!"
"This is a secret, I'll tell you when I'm done, and I'll ask your elder sister for your help~ Besides, I didn't ask you to accompany me, it was my mother who told you to go out to exercise after dinner. a bit."
Jin Siming held his mobile phone and looked at the game invitations from Jian Xin and the others in the group, and could only reluctantly refuse.
"It was said that I ran two laps at school. She must not believe it... Okay, hurry up."
Under the urging of Jin Siming, Jin Tong finally bought the food, and the two settled the bill and returned home.
As soon as he entered the door, Siming Jin flew to his room, threw himself on the bed, took out his mobile phone, entered Jian Xin's room, and joined the game.
Just after the game was over, Jin Tong knocked on the door.
She got out of bed impatiently, "What's the matter?"
Jin Tong stood by the door and said with a smile: "it's a little late now, I have to prepare for a long time by myself, sister, come and help me, and be quicker~"
Jin Siming raised his eyebrows: "You know it's very late now? You still have to cook by yourself at night."
"Oh, my most beautiful, diligent, excellent, kind and good sister~ Just help your poor brother, you help me, and I will tell you why I am cooking."
Seeing Jin Tong twisting his shoulders and acting coquettishly at her, Jin Siming couldn't help but feel a chill, "I'm sorry, I'm not particularly curious about why you suddenly got wind to cook."
After she finished speaking, she was about to close the door, supported by Jin Tong with one hand, and squeezed in the door with a grin, "then help me, if mom wants you to go out with me to exercise this weekend, I will cover you up, why? Sample?"
Jin Siming's eyes lit up, this condition was quite attractive to her, so she put down her phone and went into the kitchen with Jin Tong.
"Sister, help me peel the garlic and cut the ginger..."
Siming Jin asked him, "What are you doing?"
"Boil chicken soup."
"Soup? You make soup at night"
Jin Siming glared at him.
"Yes, the chicken was specially prepared by my aunt at noon, and it was boiled slowly in the evening, and the next day was just right~"
Jin Siming didn't ask any more questions. After everything was settled, she clapped her hands and said, "Is there nothing else to do now? I'm going back to my room. By the way, you said to help me cover the weekend. Don't hold back."
"I know~ Since I said it, I will definitely help you. But, sister, do you really care who I cook this soup for?"
In fact, Siming Jin didn't care, but when he saw that he was selling off his face, he matched his performance for the sake of face: "Oh, I'm so curious, who did you cook it for?"
"Hey, I heard that my goddess Yao Jin passed out in gym class yesterday, so I want to make soup to nourish her body."
"What?!"
Jin Siming shouted, "I helped you for a long time. Did you cook her soup?"
She suddenly had the urge to beat Jin Tong violently.
"That's right." Jin Tong felt a little strange seeing her excited reaction. "Also, I want you to help me give it to her tomorrow."
"impossible!"
Jin Siming jumped up, opened his mouth and refused.
"Ah...why? In this case, I just wanted to support her silently behind my back. If you don't want to help me, I have to go there myself."
"You are not allowed to go either!"
Jin Tong: "??"
Jin Siming pursed his lips, trying to dispel his thoughts: "Do you know her? Such a presumptuous delivery of soup to others will cause trouble to her."
Jin Tong smiled, "That's why I wanted to send it in your name, sister. Aren't you in the same class, you must know each other."
"You..." Jin Siming became angry, "Why did Yao Jin become your goddess? Do you know her? Do you know what kind of person she is?"
Jin Tong blinked innocently, "I just need to take her as my ideal one, don't you think it's a loss if you don't have a perfect love object in everyone's youth? Besides, the world There is no perfect person, and I don't want to get close to her, I just want to have a perfect sustenance in my heart."
Jin Siming rolled his eyes, "Then don't give this chicken soup."
"Don't! I've been doing this for so long, it's a pity not to send it out. Besides, if you are not classmates, it's just as if you sent it away. It's good to express some thoughts."
"How can ordinary classmates use chicken soup to express their friendship? Besides, what should I do if I give her soup and are misunderstood by others?"
It was too late, and Jin Siming began to feel sleepy. He didn't bother to talk to him any more. He turned around and walked out of the kitchen, but Jin Tong grabbed his arm.
"Then... you can also hand it over to others and let them deliver it, otherwise, I'll be busy this night for nothing. Besides, you promised to help me just now, but if you go back on your word, I won't help you cover for the weekend."
Hearing Jin Tong's threat, Jin Siming turned his head and squinted dangerously at him.
After a while, a burst of sleepiness struck, and she yawned again, just wanting to go back to sleep quickly.
But Jin Tong grabbed her hand and couldn't get rid of it. She was really annoyed, thinking that she could find someone to deliver the soup to her tomorrow, or she could secretly drink the soup herself. Anyway, Jin Tong doesn't know.
Thinking of this, Jin Siming smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll deliver it for you tomorrow."
Seeing that she finally agreed, Jin Tong jumped happily before letting go of her.
Jin Siming breathed a sigh of relief, quickly slipped back to his room, and went to sleep at ease.