The days when I was targeted by the soul of actor A

Lin Yan's estrus lasted for three days, and Qiao Yu couldn't help but observe for three days, and finally came to a conclusion——

Lin Yan really cried silently in nightmares every time he fell asleep after finishing work.

Qiao Yu finished the meal, and sat on the small sofa in the room with her back tensed. When she looked up, she could see Lin Yan sleeping soundly on the bed, with a notebook on her lap, sitting upright as if she was secretly checking the answers for an exam. student.

[Private chat: Lin Shu]

[Qiao Yu: Are you there? ]

[Qiao Yu: When I have time, I'll take Yanyan over there to have a look. Recently, he has started having nightmares again, and he's still crying. ]

Lin Shu may be at work and hasn't replied for a long time.

Qiao Yu has gotten used to his elusiveness, so she landed on a website that she hasn't been on for a long time——

A dark web interface popped up, and Qiao Yu entered the user name: Coal Digger.

The webpage flickered, as if a curtain had been drawn, and the chat room emerged from the dark background.

[@coaldigger enters the room. ]

[System: @石斗工Welcome to the TOP9Alpha boasting room. ]

[System: The current chat room has been encrypted. ]

[@Caesar: Oh wow, here comes the briquettes. ]

[@Caesar: Isn’t the briquette out of the order? Why are you still here? ]

[@Narcissus: ...anonymous chat room, mind the impact. ]

[@Caesar: Yes, I have no idea that your IP is in M ​​City. ]

[System: @Caesar connection timed out, kicked out of room. ]

[@Narcissus: The world is quiet. ]

[@Caesar enters the room. ]

Qiao Yu looked at it for a while, then tapped the words very lightly with her long fingers.

[@石斗工: Did Omega cry after you tried the temporary mark? ]

The familiar theme of ID and Alphas, which rarely appeared, blew up many people.

[@Caesar: Which one are you asking? There are too many Omegas to remember. ]

[@鱼塘民工: I left before dawn and didn’t see it. ]

[@Narcissus: No one deserves my mark. ]

There are also people who are stubborn on the bright side and send private messages in private——

[@Caesar: May I ask how?I really want to see him cry. ]

[@coal digger:  …]

Qiao Yu blocked him with one click, and before blocking him, he forwarded him to @Narcissus.

[System: @Caesar connection timed out, kicked out of room. ]

[@Caesar enters the room. ]

[@Caesar: Briquettes!Be a person! ]

On the sofa, Qiao Yu sat quietly for a long time, thinking about life, "..."

Could it be that he is not living well?

While he was meditating, Lu Qingge's N letter popped up on the screen.

[Qing Gege: Didn't you learn cello with Cen Yu before?He injured his hand recently and can't stretch it anymore, can you help him at the wedding tomorrow? ]

Lu Qingge and him were always repulsed by "sex" and rarely asked him for help.

It seems that they are also devastated for the wedding.

Qiao Yu subconsciously thought of Lin Yan's reaction when she heard the cello that day, and instead of answering her, she knocked on Lin Shu first.

[Private chat: Lin Shu]

[Qiao Yu: Forward the chat history. ]

[Qiao Yu: Yan Yan was there that day, is that appropriate? ]

Lin Shu couldn't be poked like a corpse, but Lu Qingge sent another one in a rare way.

[Qing Gege: I'm really sorry to trouble you, my partner likes Cen Yu's cello very much, and you are the only Cen Yu's apprentice I know. ]

[Qing Gege: I will be there whenever I need anything in the future. ]

After all, even an Alpha like Lu Qingge was anxious about this once-in-a-lifetime occasion.

It's just that Qiao Yu didn't think of that at all.

...

"Remember to return it to me when you're done using it, it's limited."

"This is precious."

"Call well, do you want me to teach you?"

...

The way Lin Yan listened to the song shaking his head and followed the song was still in front of his eyes, and Qiao Yu instantly turned his head and replied.

[Qiao Yu: Good. ]

Then he opened Li Zhao's dialog box, and a line appeared on the opposite side before he finished typing.

[Li Zhao: I'm right next door to her. ]

Qiao Yu deleted the words she just typed and replied.

[Qiao Yu: Please. ]

[Li Zhao: I am a tool person without emotion :)]

[Li Zhao: Come on, I will take him out. ]

[Qiao Yu: Thanks, I will send you a new keyboard later. ]

Wedding rehearsal scene.

Li Zhao's face was dark, and Lu Qingge beside him couldn't help laughing.

Li Zhao, "..."

If we don't mention this, we can still be passers-by.

Qiao Yu saw that he was back at six o'clock, and smiled. Guessing that Lin Yan was about to wake up today, he got up and went to the bathroom to tidy up.

When Lin Yan woke up and walked awkwardly into the bathroom with trembling legs, what he saw was this scene——

The "culprit" who made him sore was shaving openly, with scratches on his bare/naked back, his eyes lit up when he saw him in the mirror, and he turned his head and rubbed against him, "Yan Yan woke up gone."

"..." Lin Yan rubbed a shaving cream on his face, and rubbed it back blankly. Qiao Yu's pajamas were one size bigger than his, just covering his buttocks, loose Before he could react, Qiao Yu fished her over and gave her a kiss.

Sensing Qiao Yu's reaction, Lin Yan stretched out his fingers to lift him away with the last bit of clarity, and said ruthlessly, "I'm going to the toilet."

Qiao Yu watched him walk into the glass cubicle of the toilet, turned his back slightly to himself, and then began to unbutton his pants to pee.

Qiao Yu said to herself, "I think I might be sick."

How can I think he is cute when he pees.

"... Hiss." Lin Yan let out a very soft cry of pain.

Qiao Yu asked him what happened.

A resentful sentence came from inside, "...you fucking blame me."

Qiao Yu understood in seconds, and happily wiped off the bubbles on her face, without any desire to survive, "Isn't it Yan Yanzao?"

"...Get out of there." Lin Yan came out and kicked him with his pants up, and his chin rubbed his face with aftershave.

Qiao Yu concluded, "That's right, Yan Yan's skin has thickened."

Lin Yan, "..."

He lost all his face on the bed, and now he has no face.

The faucet was still on, pouring water into Qiao Yu's cup, making the drainpipe vibrate.

Attracted by the sound, Lin Yan caught sight of the aluminum drainage pipe, and his eyes froze for a moment.

Qiao Yu noticed the change in his breath sensitively, reached out to grab him, and took him out of the door in a different direction, "Let's go, go eat, I made delicious food."

Lin Yan and Qiao Yu came out of the bathroom one after another. Qiao Yu turned off the faucet and closed the door curtain before leaving to cover the pipes.

On the table were Qiao Yu’s freshly tossed porridge with peach kernels and pork belly, stewed eggs with panax notoginseng, sliced ​​hawthorn meat and shredded lotus root soup, and the duck soup with cordyceps lily was still stewing in the casserole.

It is all medicinal food that nourishes the stomach, warms the stomach and is easy to digest.

Just looking at the recipe and ingredients, Lin Yan knew that Qiao Yu must have put a lot of thought into it.

Lin Yan scooped up a spoonful and looked at the ever-changing cuts of pork belly in the spoon... Well, I also saw that Qiao Yu really wanted to make flowers when cooking.

Lin Yan took a spoonful of soup, breathed out and drank it, it seemed that he was really thirsty.

Qiao Yu saw that his tongue flinched when it touched the slightly warm soup like a cat, and couldn't help raising his hand quickly, making a "click".

Lin Yan who just looked up and was about to speak, "..."

It's really a pity that you are not a paparazzi.

"What are you hiding, I don't know how to eat photos in the air." Lin Yan watched him quickly back up to the cloud disk, and ate a piece of soft and delicious stewed pork belly, "When did you learn it?"

Back in Jiangzhai Jiangtan, he was worshiped like an ancestor, and the year of imprisonment did not make him lack food, let alone cooking.

Before, Qiao Yu was the only son of the eldest son of the Qiao family, and it was even more impossible for him to have this opportunity.

Qiao Yu watched him eat and messed up his forehead hair, "Didn't the information say that you are not in good health? And I went to the scene..."

Qiao Yu's long eyelashes drooped to hide the look in her eyes just now, and she didn't continue to speak, but said, "I learned it later, thinking that when I find you, you will have something to eat."

"How about it, are you moved?" Qiao Yu lowered her head and leaned over to rub against him.

The warm smell of food filled Lin Yan's nostrils, and the smell was similar to the smell that was so long ago that he was almost forgotten.

...

"Yan Yan, do you know why mom cooks so delicious food?"

"Because it's full of mother's wishes for you."

"Mama wishes you freedom."

...

Lin Yan blinked his hot eyes, and unexpectedly said, "Thank you."

Qiao Yu's eyes fell on his eyes that couldn't hide their pink eyes, and she raised her eyebrows and said, "Yanyan, is that why you thank me?"

The tears in Lin Yan Mao'er's eyes turned back in an instant, and he stuffed the spoon he had blown into his mouth, Qiao Yu licked it cleanly, and finally gave him back, "Thank you Yan Yan, good eat."

Lin Yan, "..."

He must have lost his mind when he was moved and cried just now.

After the meal, Lin Yan stood in front of the sink to wash the dishes, while Qiao Yu skillfully wiped the dishes beside him, with gorgeous movements as if he was performing bartending instead of being a dish cleaner at home.

After finally washing the dishes, and the estrus period seemed to have finally passed, Lin Yan hugged the tablet comfortably on the sofa in the living room and began to paralyze.

Not long after being paralyzed, Qiao Yu, who had finished disinfecting the bowl, joined him, and took advantage of his good mood to kiss his glands before lying down next to him.

There was no light on in the living room in the evening.

The sun is setting outside the window, and the warm yellow outside the window is mixed with burnt clouds, like a ready-made painting.

Dreamy light leaked in from the window and fell into the unlit room, outlining the outline of the furniture, as well as two people, one big and one small on the sofa.

Lin Yan hasn't read the N blog for three days, and when he opened the homepage, a bunch of #音燕# swiped the screen.

In just three days, because of the ceremony and the parking lot incident, new anti-exponential fans poured into Chaohua, and #风燕#, which was originally a self-enclosed area, has developed into one of the CPs that are currently swiping the homepage.

@雨燕生子小团团团: Qiaomei reposted that post, it’s so handsome!Anti-index No.1 in the circle!

@燕燕doi小团团: Yes, and sister Qiao and Yan Yan exchanged ties and scarves!

@今日燕燕发糖：Have you watched the interview!It's all sugar!What kind of couples are mixed with each other!I knocked!

@ Tongue Kiss My Wife Yan Yan: And Brother Dao kept looking at Yan Yan while talking!I'm sour!

@蛇吻我夫乔咕咕: Yes!The younger brother kept cue Yanyan when he talked, my younger brother is so nice 8!

@言笑燕燕: The animation of the two of them watching the ceremony and calling is so sweet, my God, if this is true, I would like to be bald for the rest of my life!

It’s just that Qiao Yu has a lot of girlfriend fans. In the past, #雨燕# was always in his own super chat, but now he is always transferred out of the circle, and Qiao Yu’s studio has not taken care of it. Many girlfriend fans can’t stand it anymore .

@林燕不伟不走出单: Reply to @言笑燕燕: Don’t be so cruel when you talk about sisters, it will be miserable for me to watch you bald for the rest of your life ho

@乔夫人-1: Don’t jump around here if you don’t admit it, okay, go back to your happy hometown.

@乔汤正宫小甜甜: That’s right, please don’t talk too much about yourself.

@林燕无小丁丁: The upstairs is all fake, my brother is mine.

Lin Yan looked at the last ID, felt cold on his hips, shivered, and was confused every day—are all Qiao Yu's girlfriend fans so crazy.

But seeing them swearing at each other reminded him that this was just the tip of the iceberg for Qiao Yu's fans, and they had already started to build up grievances over this matter.

Lin Yan couldn't help asking, "Don't you take care of your fans?"

Anyway, Qiao Yu is still a "perfect gentleman" persona outside.

"Am I acquiescing?" Qiao Yu was inexplicable, and leaned over to take a look, frowning, "Well, I have to 'take care of'."

Lin Yan pressed his frowning eyebrows, "...I didn't mean that."

Qiao Yu was arguing with him when her tablet vibrated, and the screen fell into the sight of the two——

[Private chat: Qiao Sen]

[Josen: Pay attention to the impact.Just because I don't speak doesn't mean I acquiesce.If there is anything, wait until the handover is complete before messing around. ]

Attached below is the screenshot of the official media forwarded by Qiao Yu.

Looking at the name, Lin Yan subconsciously remembered the cold-faced man who often appeared on TV, "Aren't you going to call your uncle?"

"Don't pay attention to him." Qiao Yu swiped his long finger, swipe away his message, lowered his head and rubbed him reassuringly, and continued to read the document just now next to him.

The glands under Lin Yan's skin twitched, sensitively feeling Qiao Yu's resistance to Qiao's family, and she no longer clings to this topic, nor breaks away from him, and lets him lean on her, playing tablet games with him all afternoon.

The exhaustion of the estrous period is two-way. Even though Lin Yan's physical and mental state is not good, he still got enough rest; on the contrary, Qiao Yu was tired all day, and he squinted while looking at the tablet.

Lin Yan let him lean on the big heater, and at first he was replying to fans' messages one by one, and then slowly let him squeeze the tablet domineeringly in his sleep, occupying his knees.

Outside the window, the twilight is mixed with purple and blue, which is extremely magnificent.

Light and shadow fell on Qiao Yu's expressive An Tian's face, light and dark scattered, with deep lines.

The boy has grown into a young man, and six years have made him the Qiao Yu who is now alone, and he has a different life.

It's just that during the six missed years, Qiao Yu has been thinking about him all the time.

...Fortunately it was him.

Otherwise, you would have given up on yourself.

Lin Yan indulged the selfish thoughts in his heart, the beating of the heart that had been numb for the sake of continuing to survive, every beat caused dull pain, and the thoughts of self-loathing seeped into the blood little by little along with the pain.

He unconsciously reached out and touched Qiao Yu's eyebrows.

If even Qiao Yu...

The sleeping Qiao Yu unconsciously rubbed against his lower abdomen, muttering in his mouth, Lin Yan leaned over to listen, and only then did he hear what he said.

"Yanyan is not afraid anymore."

Looking at him again, he was obviously still asleep.

Lin Yan smoothed his curly hair hanging on his forehead, the unexpectedly soft touch made people feel soft.

The tablet suddenly vibrated, and Lin Yan muted it before the vibration was over.

[Private chat: Li Zhao]

[Li Zhao: Are you coming to the wedding tomorrow?I want to find you for cooperation. ]

Lin Yan, "...?"

This is his own number?

Lin Yan pulled it up, and the last sentence in the chat record was——

[Li Zhao: Don't you know the relationship between the two of you the most? You still hang him for six years. Interesting? ]

Oh, it's his own number, that's right.

Did Li Zhao take the wrong medicine?

The author has something to say: (A Mao asks in a low voice) Are there still little angels watching? QAQ