Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

At the door, the boy and the girl walked in together and said hello to the people in the room.

Although the young man was surly, he slowly put away his sharp points and sharp edges in front of his family. His black hair made his facial features delicate and handsome, and he had a certain high-spirited spirit unique to young people.

The girl next to her was smiling with joy. She always looked well-behaved and had picturesque features.

For a moment, I felt that they were a perfect match, like a perfect couple.

After the two of them sat down next to each other, He's mother leaned over and said happily to He Huaian: "Huaian, look, this child from the Song family is pretty good, right? A good match for our He Jia, right?"

He Huaian withdrew his gaze from the girl, took a sip of tea, and replied calmly: "It's pretty good."

I don’t know which sentence I am answering.

*

The family, including Song Song, had a peaceful lunch.

The He family does not pay attention to "eating without talking or sleeping without talking" when eating, but throughout the whole process it was just He's mother and Song Song who talked from time to time.

The two brothers of the He family compete with each other and are taciturn.

Although He Huai'an may be the one who is truly taciturn, He Jia is just a loyal schoolmate.

After eating, Song Song said goodbye to Mrs. He and said that he was going back to the White Tower to do his homework.

Mrs. He waved her hand and immediately made arrangements: "Then let He Jia take you there. He is just right, just right..."

She wanted to make up a reason, but she couldn't make it up for a while.

He Jia sighed and stood up as if resigned to his fate. Surprisingly, there was no sign of reluctance on his face.

Just when he was about to leave, the man beside him had already arranged his military cap and spoke first: "I happen to be on my way back to the military headquarters. Let me give Miss Song a ride."

"Brother...?" He Jia shouted in surprise.

Mrs. He didn't bother to look at He Jia's impatient face. After hearing He Huaian's words, she responded: "That's okay. Song Song, you and Huaian can come together. He happens to be on the way."

Having said this, Song Song naturally couldn't refuse. She nodded obediently and turned to thank He Huaian: "Thank you..."

The little girl frowned and was a little troubled. She seemed not to know how to address him. After thinking for a long time, she finally came up with "Mr. Lieutenant".

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her. Although his expression remained unchanged, Song Song saw a bit of smile in his eyes.

"If you don't mind, just like He Jia, call me big brother."

"Okay." Song Song nodded, smiled, and called out very skillfully: "Brother Huai'an."

He Huaian nodded to her, pulled on his military uniform, and walked forward.

His pace seemed to be deliberately slowed down, just at a speed that the girl could easily keep up with.

He Jia behind him suddenly couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He felt a little depressed, as if he couldn't breathe.

The young man looked at the figures one behind the other, silently, and sat down on the sofa.

He didn't know why his face darkened, or it was because Mrs. He suddenly caught a glimpse of him and complained angrily: "Everyone is gone, why are you looking at it? You know it's very ugly to have a stinking face!"

Only then did He Jia regain her composure and sighed helplessly: "Mother, I don't..."

"I just don't like those delicate and weak omegas, they are too delicate." The young man's hand couldn't help but touch his neck, and the scene of a smiling girl not long ago, lowering her head and sniffing the fragrance of flowers appeared in his mind.

There seemed to be something flowing in my heart.

As if to emphasize his long-standing point, he repeated again: "I don't like her, mother, please don't waste your efforts."

After saying that, the young man walked back to the room quickly as if he was running away.

*

He's family is not far from the White Tower and the military headquarters, so He Huaian usually just goes there by car.

In the car seat, Song Song put his hands on his legs awkwardly, looking out the window from time to time, trying hard to avoid making eye contact with He Huaian.

She felt fine when she was at He's house, but suddenly she was in the same room with the alpha, and still in such a small space, Song Song felt goosebumps all over her body, and her body temperature rose at the same time.

She didn't even look in the mirror to know that her face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

The distance between the two is neither close nor far, just a distance apart.

He Huaian leaned on the back seat and seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed.

The man's nose is high and his face is sharp and angular. He always has a cold face, giving people a sense of alienation that is thousands of miles away.

Although He Jia always has drooped eyebrows and looks like he is not to be trifled with, he is actually hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and physically honest.

As for He Huai'an, I don't know if it's because of his status as a soldier, but he always feels a bit aggressive.

The man's aura was too strong, making Song Song shrink involuntarily.

However, in reality, the Empire star was not as calm as he appeared at this moment.

His nose was surrounded by the fragrance coming from the girl's body, and he couldn't tell whether it was body fragrance or pheromones...

if the latter one.

He Huaian closed his eyes and his breathing became faster.

Neither of them spoke a word along the way, and the atmosphere was embarrassingly silent.

Song Song blinked his eyes, squeezed out a smile, and asked cautiously: "Brother Huai'an, are you very busy with the work of the military department?"

Song Song regretted it as soon as he asked the question.

She simply ran out of words to find something to say, so she found a really bad one.

Even He Huaian was stunned for a moment, then he opened his eyes and answered "Yeah."

"Do you like He Jia?" Just when Song Song thought that the weird embarrassment between the two of them would continue together, He Huaian said suddenly.

Song Song didn't know how to answer for a while. She pursed her lips, tried hard to express her words, and finally said dryly: "I like it, I like it."

"Ha." He Huaian suddenly chuckled.

When the girl turned her head and looked at him doubtfully, he had closed his eyes again, and the curved corners of his mouth had flattened, as if everything just now was just her illusion.

The car stopped slowly.

Song Song finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised a smile: "Thank you, brother Huai'an. I've troubled you today, so I'll leave first."

She turned around and was about to open the car door.

The breath of the man next to her suddenly hit her, approaching her.

"Miss Song." He Huaian's deep and magnetic voice sounded.

"Just call me Song Song, or Elisa." The girl tilted her head.

The aroma of green grapes wafts in the air, sweet and soft, just like the girl in front of her.The smell was not strong, but it was enough to make He Huaian feel a little moved.

He calmed his breathing.

Under the girl's gaze, the man nodded slightly and lowered his voice deliberately: "Elisa. I would like to ask you, is your estrus coming soon?"

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