When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Hearing Lu Zhe's words, Shen Qiao stopped wiping her hair, and her eyes under her black hair were as clear as if soaked in water. At this moment, she fainted with a faint smile, like a clear mountain stream.

He looked at Lu Zhe with a half smile, and his tone rose slightly: "You...sleep with me?"

Lu Zhe didn't repeat it again, but went straight into the room. When he closed the door with his backhand, his gaze subconsciously passed over Shen Qiao's shoulder. As expected, the room that he helped him clean up once before had returned to its original state. Things were lost everywhere, like dogs. The nest is average.

Seeing that he wanted to go in, Shen Qiao took the initiative to take a step forward and blocked Lu Zhe at the door.

"Don't make trouble." He raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight warning in Fengshen's handsome eyebrows.

What was the result of letting Lu Zhe in——

Everyone is Alpha, he doesn't bother to play dumb.

Lu Zhe also knew what he meant, and his eyes fell on the three or two bright red marks on his raised arm. He held his arm with his right hand, stared at the wound, and found that after being washed by the water, Shen Qiao's skin was slightly swollen, so she couldn't help frowning slightly.

Shen Qiao raised her arms, and seeing that he was deaf to her words, she lowered her voice and called him, "Lu Zhe."

Lu Zhe was not in a hurry to answer his question, he just looked up with a smile, the arcs of the tails of his eyes were like willow branches hanging down on the banks of the embankment in spring.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and the dark mark on the corner of his lips still remained, which attracted Shen Qiao's attention unconsciously: "What did you promise me when you entered the room?"

After he reminded him like this, Shen Qiao immediately remembered what he had forgotten, and twitched his arms. His tone was a bit perfunctory: "Got it, I'll take the medicine later, okay?"

Lu Zhe hit the nail on the head: "Just fool me, you don't even know how to paint."

What is the reason?

When I saw Shen Qiao's allergies at school before, Lu Zhe accompanied Shen Qiao to the hospital. In the next half a month, I ran into him by chance and could still see the injury on his body. He even heard Shen Qiao in front of him while queuing up in the cafeteria. Joe's friends joked with him:

"When will Brother Shen's partner be brought out for us to meet? The 'Medal of Honor' you scratched has been in front of the whole school for more than half a month. It's time for the real owner to come out, right?"

In the end, Shen Qiao just squinted her eyes indifferently, and said casually, "Just wait, I can always see you."

After listening behind them for a long time, Lu Zhe finally couldn't hold back and asked Shen Qiao: "Aren't you going to apply some medicine?"

Shen Qiao snorted, turned her head and said to him casually: "It's not necessary, anyway, it will be fine in two days."

……

The same is true now.

Seeing that Lu Zhe didn't believe her words, Shen Qiao knew that he had seen through her lies, and immediately stopped struggling, and said confidently and openly: "The medicine is sticky, and it will be everywhere on the bed when it is rubbed. What's more, I'll be fine in two days."

Lu Zhe saw the medicine he threw on the chair, pushed Shen Qiao away, and walked into the room, without reasoning with him, he said bluntly: "So I will apply the medicine for you, and you can go to sleep after the ointment is dry. ——Just in time, you can still blow your hair.”

Shen Qiao, who was arranged clearly: "..."

He held it back for a while, couldn't help it, and laughed out of anger: "Okay, okay, Father Lu, shall I apply medicine and blow-dry hair later? Don't try to change the subject, you can't sleep here tonight. "

Lu Zhe leaned over to pick up the plastic bag containing the medicine, he couldn't control it for a while, and subconsciously helped him clean up the mess on the table, and asked casually, "Why?"

Shen Qiao: "Stop pretending to be stupid."

Holding the medicine in one hand and the team uniform jacket that Shen Qiao threw on the table in the other, Lu Zhe turned around and asked with a smile, "Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

While speaking, he had already walked back to Shen Qiao, his slightly raised eyes met Shen Qiao's at close range, and his breath brushed against Shen Qiao's face inadvertently.

The ones who are so close seem to want to kiss them.

When Shen Qiao was on the verge of speaking, she stopped suddenly and even held her breath, subconsciously worried that Lu Zhe would start playing hooligans.

But when he noticed that he stopped breathing, Lu Zhe smiled lightly, his chest trembled slightly, and he said to Shen Qiao: "Let me go, you are blocking the cabinet behind."

Shen Qiao: "..."

He pursed his lips and stepped aside, with a look of irritation on his face.

Lu Zhe helped him hang up his coat, untied the plastic bag in his hand, took out the brand new medicine box from inside, looked at the instructions, then stopped in front of Shen Qiao, opened the box, and tore off the cotton swab. Packing, put the things on the side table, and said to Shen Qiao:

"There is a game tomorrow, I hope you will play more than anyone—"

"Hand out."

This statement is more convincing than "I will not do anything to you".

Shen Qiao was distracted by what he said, and subconsciously stretched out her scratched arm as he said. Lu Zhe dipped a cotton swab into the ointment, and when it was applied to the wound, the place that was originally hot suddenly disappeared. Comfortably cold.

The annoying itching that seems to be absent has indeed dropped a lot.

Lu Zhe concentrated on helping him apply the medicine. His long and curly eyelashes covered his always smiling eyes, and the curvature of the corners of his lips also decreased a lot, but it didn't reduce the charm of his appearance at all. .

Shen Qiao looked at his concentration from a close distance, and the beating in her heart couldn't help but become stronger.

It seemed like I couldn't keep the ramming deer inside.

He realized that he had been staring at Lu Zhe for too long, and while looking away, he said slowly and with a drawn out tone: "I'm worried... I'll do something to you."

Lu Zhe helped him deal with the injuries on both hands, put the used cotton swab aside, took out a new one, squeezed the ointment, gently lifted Shen Qiao's chin with his left hand, and touched the cotton swab on his neck with his right hand injury.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the brazen person, a smile spread across his lips, and he replied:

"Okay."

Lu Zhe raised his pretty eyebrows, almost inviting, but also provocative: "Do whatever you want."

As soon as he said this, Shen Qiao suddenly felt that he couldn't do nothing, otherwise he would look so unmanly.

Now he seems to be caught in a dilemma——

Greedy Lu Zhe's body, it's not suitable for the competition tomorrow.

If you don't want to be greedy...he is not a eunuch.

However, Lu Zhe didn't seem to know the small theater in Shen Qiao's mind. Seeing that all the visible wounds had been treated with medicine, he raised his hand to lift the short sleeves on Shen Qiao's body, but Shen Qiao quickly reacted and caught him. wrist.

"What are you panicking about? Let me see if there are any other scratches on your body." Lu Zhe said nonchalantly.

Shen Qiao looked at him with a smile or not, without speaking.

The two remained in this position for a long while, before Lu Zhe gave up first: "Forget it, you can dry your hair later—let's go, I'll blow your hair for you."

Obviously, Lu Zhe is not very sure, if Shen Qiao's clothes will be lifted later, will he be able to control himself.

……

The humming sound of the hair dryer sounded in the room. Shen Qiao was sitting on a chair, playing with minesweeper on her mobile phone with her head lowered. Lu Zhe's fingertips slowly stroked her head, brushing the dampness from her hair into fine pieces. The drops of water are blown away with the direction of the wind.

Occasionally, there would be a little splash on his screen, and the part where the water droplets climbed, there was a dizzying colorful light on the edge, if he raised his hand to wipe it off, the trace would be elongated.

Shen Qiao didn't turn it back on after playing for a while, and simply turned off the screen, and then inadvertently saw Lu Zhe who was helping her to dry her hair seriously from the reflection of the pure black screen.

Lu Zhe glanced at him casually, saw his screen was black, and was about to ask him why he didn't continue playing, but saw Shen Qiao turned the phone upside down and put it on the table, leaning back lazily, He tilted his head, and unexpectedly touched Lu Zhe behind the chair.

Lu Zhe let him lean against him, blowing with the alternating hot and cold wind for a while, and turned off the hair dryer when he could no longer feel any moisture between his fingers, leaned over and kissed him on the chin.

The two of them get along very leisurely for a while, as if the air has become lighter, and even the body and mind have become joyful.

Shen Qiao didn't hide from his movements and let him finish the kiss. Then she suddenly thought of something and asked in a tone:

"Are you graduating soon?"

Lu Zhe hadn't been back to school during this time because of competitions and practice. Now that he heard Shen Qiao's question, he remembered the leave he had asked for earlier and the time for his defense notified by the department. He responded to Shen Qiao's words with a smile:

"Well, I have to make up my thesis defense and attend the graduation ceremony when I go back."

Thinking of this, he suddenly asked, "Do you want to go with me?"

Shen Qiao didn't go to university, and he didn't have the opportunity to visit the university campus. Hearing Lu Zhe's invitation, he subconsciously thought about the scene, but he couldn't figure out the specific content, but the husband was timid.

So there was a little hesitation in the tone of rejection: "Forget it?"

Hearing his refusal, Lu Zhe rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of his neck, and his voice was neither soft nor heavy, but full of coquettish meaning: "Go."

He said: "The children in other families have partners and parents to attend the graduation ceremony, but I have nothing."

Shen Qiao was quite leisurely at first, but in the end, she was almost aroused by his actions. She raised her hand and pushed him away, and walked towards the bed by herself: "Sleep, don't talk anymore."

Lu Zhe took a shower in his own room, so he could rest directly when he came to him, so he immediately followed.

Shen Qiao pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and said emphatically, "I'm asleep."

Lu Zhe pulled down the quilt, didn't move it, laughed out loud from above, and teased: "You roll up the quilt like this, what should I cover at night?"

Shen Qiao was quiet for two seconds, then reluctantly let go.

Lu Zhe lay down next to him, glanced at the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, and approached two points in a grandiose manner, because Shen Qiao turned on the lowest temperature.

Just as she was about to hug him, Shen Qiao raised her fingers and pressed against his collarbone: "Okay, go to sleep."

Lu Zhe looked at him with a smile, and asked him a condition: "Graduation ceremony?"

Shen Qiao closed her eyes and squeezed out a word between her teeth: "Go."

Lu Zhe asked again: "Is that the identity of the parent, or the identity of the object?"

Shen Qiao: "..."

He opened his eyes, stretched out his hand expressionlessly to turn off the light, and in the darkness, his voice resounded loudly:

"Go as your father."

The author has something to say:

Qiao Qiao... What if Lu Gou asks you to make up the sound of dad in another place in the future?