【Tea cloth ABO】feeding bottle, report and rose

The pencil slid back and forth on the paper, and Mista wiped and wiped the traces left behind.In the end, the little boy seemed to give up, throwing away the pen and slumping his head on the homework book, looking at the silver-haired man at the desk who was drawing blueprints with black-rimmed glasses.

"Apaki, what are you doing?" The boy's big black eyes looked like a pool of stagnant water, "I'm so sleepy."

"I'm doing my homework." Apache raised his head and stroked his long hair that was hanging down in front of his eyes. "Mista, why do you feel sleepy when you do your math homework?"

"Because it's time! It's time!" The boy reached for the alarm clock on the desk and pointed to the hour hand on it to show the man in front of him, "It's already 09:30, and kids my age are usually in bed."

"Oh? But when you pestered me to play games with you the day before yesterday, I saw that you were in great spirits at 09:30."

The boy slammed his little head back on the homework: "Today is Friday, Apache. I don't need to finish my homework today."

"But tomorrow, Mr. Bugarati will take you to the amusement park for a day. Do you still have the energy to do your homework when you come back?"

"And the day after tomorrow!"

"I seem to remember that some people told me before that they asked Giorno to go out to play the day after tomorrow."

"Woo..." Mista pouted and looked at Alpha pitifully, "But I'm so sleepy Apache, I'm so sleepy."

Alpha sighed and was defeated. He pointed to the homework and asked, "How many are left?"

"Just the math."

"Okay." Apache took off his glasses, put them on the table and stood up, "Go wash up and go to bed."

"Apaki, are we going to the playground tomorrow?" The boy jumped off the chair and followed the man into the bathroom.

"Of course, Mr. Bugarati has promised us, hasn't he?"

"But he wasn't here this morning." Mista stepped on his small stool and reached the edge of the sink and looked up at the man squeezing toothpaste for himself, "Risut came to pick us up for school in the morning, Proxiet Said that Bugara proposed a business."

Prosciutto?Apaki lowered his eyelashes and looked at Mista. He had heard Mr. Bugarati mention this name before.

"Who are they?" Alpha handed the toothbrush to the little boy.

"They are Bruno's colleagues." Mista took the toothbrush and stuffed it into his mouth and replied vaguely, "They are a couple. Sometimes when Bruno is not in Prosciutto or Risut, he will take care of us."

"Oh." Apache took out his mobile phone and stared at the LCD screen casually, but a nerve deep in his brain relaxed inexplicably, "That's it."

Mista lowered his head and spit out the strawberry-flavored toothpaste foam in his mouth: "Apaki, will Bruno come back tomorrow?"

"He promised us, didn't he?" Apache reached out to Mista and shook the time displayed on the phone screen, "3 minutes."

The boy puffed his mouth and put the toothbrush back in his mouth.

"Go to bed early, and we will go to the playground together tomorrow." Alpha covered the boy with a quilt, packed his things, and turned off the lights in the room.

"Are you leaving, Apache." Before the door closed, Mista poked his head out of the bed and looked at the tall man at the door and asked.

"No, I'm not leaving yet." Apache replied, "I will come up from time to time to make random checks to make sure you are sleeping honestly and not getting up to play the game console."

He came to the living room with a large pile of drawings and drawing tools and sat on the carpet.Unfold the drawing on the coffee table, and use red colored lead to modify it.Apaki "undertook" the first project in his life, renovating the garden of Mr. Bugarati's house.He attaches great importance to the implementation of this project and wants to achieve the greatest improvement with the least amount of money.Not only because this is the first serious project in his life, Apache thinks it may be more because this is the home of Mr. Bugarati.

Buccarati finally drove back, his body hurt like hell.It must be because he kept the same posture for too long when the third wave of passion came, and when he came back to his senses, his waist was almost broken in two.I don’t know why I didn’t go home directly after checking out today. The reason Bugarati gave himself was: it was so late when I checked out, and the children must have fallen asleep, so it doesn’t matter if it is a little later.So he drove to the beach and spent more than half an hour blowing the sea breeze on the road to ensure that he did not leave any smell on his body.

But when he got home, he found that the living room light was still on.He opened the door, and a white head suddenly rose from the sofa.Buccarati threw the key on the side cabinet, leaned halfway over to look at the living room with a small black suitcase in his hand.

"Apaki?"

The silver-haired Alpha was obviously drowsy, he probably just raised his head out of defensive instinct after hearing the sound.Bugarati watched the big boy get up from the sofa and sat rubbing his eyes, which he couldn't even open with his hands, while yawning and insisting on greeting him.

"Mr. Bucciarati..."

"Didn't you go back?" Omega walked into the living room, and he saw the drawings spread out on the coffee table.Subconsciously, he lowered his head and sniffed the smell on his body, and suddenly felt a little grateful that he ran to blow the sea breeze in the middle of the night on a whim today.

"I promised Mista to make sure that you will come back tomorrow." Apache said, his voice was a little hoarse, but his own voice was relatively deep, and it was quite sexy when paired with it. He didn't look like a student at all just by his voice.Bugarati raised his head and looked at the big white lion with rough hair in front of him, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to smooth his hair twice.

"It's already today." Bugarati said, "I'm back."

Apaki finally opened his eyes, looking past Bugarati to see the grandfather clock behind Omega.

"Oh my God! It's 3 o'clock!"

Alpha jumped up from the sofa with a "bass", startled Bugarati, and he withdrew his hand for a while, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Sorry! Mr. Bucciarati, I fell asleep."

Apaki hurriedly bent down and packed his drawings and tools into his schoolbag: "I originally planned... I originally planned to wait for you to come back, of course it would be best, I must leave before 12 o'clock at the latest, but I accidentally fell asleep caught..."

Of course he knew that the reason why his employer asked him to go home before 10 o'clock every night was because he didn't want the other gossip neighbors to have conversations after dinner, so Apache had been following this rule very seriously.

Bugarati looked at the young Alpha who was in a hurry, and felt a little sorry.

"Apaki," he called out his name, "it's too late today, why don't you stay here."

Alpha's hands froze as he packed his things, Apache thought he had heard wrong.

Bugarati looked at the man who suddenly froze in front of him, and coughed lightly. Omega turned his face to the side to cool down his cheeks with the cold back of his hand.

"...You can sleep in the room opposite my bedroom. That room was originally our nanny's room. And...if you go out now...you will be suspected by others."

Apache cleaned the room briefly, and Bugarati carried a quilt from his bedroom.

"It's a bit big." Bugarati put the quilt on the single bed, "If you don't mind, you can sleep for one night first."

"I'm fine, it's already good!" Apache said.He looked at Omega standing in front of the bed with a weary look on his face, with his hands on his waist involuntarily. Alpha felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know where Bugarati spent the day and what he did, but he might be able to guess some.Today's online society is so developed, there are so many software to choose from, and even if you don't make an appointment online... it seems that there are many offline places that provide similar services behind the scenes.

"Mr. Bugarati, go to bed early." Apaki lowered his head and didn't want to look at the man in front of him again. "Tomorrow I have to take Mista and Naranga to the playground, maybe...more tired."

Bugarati blushed when he heard that, and he heard the meaning secretly hidden in the words of Apache, as well as the hint of unhappiness.

"Hmm." Omega replied softly and left the room.

Bugarati went back to his bedroom and looked at the small suitcase next to the bed. He sat on the bed and picked up the suitcase and opened it. There were all kinds of toys inside.

He should wash it up now, but he... Bugarati didn't know why, he felt a little angry when he saw these things now.Maybe it was because he kept the same posture for too long today, which caused his back pain, maybe he secretly drove to the beach to enjoy the sea breeze, maybe when he got home, he found that Apache was still waiting for him to come home... In short, he finally closed Box and kicked it under the bed, Omega decided to get some sleep and talk about it tomorrow.

Apache was woken up in the morning by a quick knock on the door, but it didn't sound like it was knocking on his own door.So he didn't want to talk about it at first, he just needed to press the pillow on his head to isolate the world and continue to sleep.But there was another drawn-out "a" outside the knocking knocking door.The silver-haired Alpha raised his head abruptly, he opened his eyes wide and quickly jumped off the bed, and before he could put on his shoes, he hurried to open the door. After all, the memory that had been carved into Apache's bones told him that this voice was from Naranja who was about to cry. Prelude.

Apache suddenly opened the door. Naranja, who was standing in front of Bugarati's bedroom and was about to cry, was startled and turned around but saw Apache's face. The little guy also froze in place, crying It also stopped in the eye socket.

At this time, the door of Bugarati's room opened, and Omega looked half asleep, the buttons of his pajamas were all wrongly buttoned, and the short black hair, which he had been taking care of all the time, was also disobediently thrown all over his head.

"Naranja, what's wrong?"

Bugarati squatted down and reached out to touch the little boy's head: "Are you uncomfortable? Or are you wetting the bed again?"

Naranja held her mouth shut, trying to squeeze back the tears from her eyes.

"Boob!" But it looked like he had failed, so Naranja yelled and threw himself into Bugarati's arms.

"He might want to make sure you're back." Apaki scratched his head and said as he walked over.

Bugarati raised his head and looked at the other party when he heard the sound. Apaki felt that Mr. Bugarati seemed to spend a second to see who he was, and another second to recall why he would here.

"Ah, I'm back, Naranja." Omega hugged his youngest son while coaxing him, smiling at Apache as a greeting.

"Naranga is a little man and can't cry all the time." He turned to the room with the boy in his arms, and said to Apache, "Get some tissues for me."

Apache heard the words and subconsciously followed Omega's bedroom, but Alpha realized that the situation was not good as soon as he entered this bedroom.In this airtight room, an Omega who had just passed the estrus had just slept last night. If Mr. Bugarati hadn’t noticed it when he came home yesterday, but here, now, Mr. Bugarati’s bedroom is even more It was after going through the "fermentation" process last night.Naranja has not started to differentiate and smells normal, and Mr. Bugarati may not have noticed it after smelling it all night.As for Apache, as a fresh-blooded young Alpha with normal indicators in all aspects, his biological instinct had already told him when he took the first step into this bedroom.

Here's an unmarked adult Omega.

"... Mr. Bucciarati, paper."

Apache mechanically handed the tissue to Bujarati. Bujarati sat on the bed with Naranja in his arms and didn't notice that something was wrong with Alpha. He took the tissue and wiped his tears and nose for the boy in his arms.

"It's only past six o'clock, Naranga, shall we sleep for a while?" Omega coaxed the youngest son.

"Hmm..." the boy sobbed and answered intermittently, "Then...then I...I...sleep with Boo...together."

"Then Mr. Bugarati, you can sleep a little longer! I'm going to prepare breakfast!"

Omega raised his head and looked at the back of Alpha who was fleeing in front of him, and before he had time to say "Thank you", the other party rushed out of the room.

Bugarati shook his head, and his messy black hair swayed along with him.He hugged the boy and lay back under the warm blanket, intending to fall asleep again.

After 1 minute, Omega bounced up from the bed suddenly, and Bugarati lost all sleepiness in an instant. His eyes lost focus and his brain restarted.Stiffly, he turned his neck and looked at Naranja who was lying beside him. The boy had fallen asleep again, and he was still holding the tissue that Apaki had just handed over in his little hand.

Bugarati slowly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, the rapidly expanding capillaries on his cheeks were so hot that his palms could be burned.

That's why he... didn't want to find Alpha's nanny.

After fleeing the scene, the poor Alpha nanny ran all the way down the stairs and into the kitchen and stood in front of the sink and drank two glasses of cold water before finally calming down her beating heart for the time being.

Apaki lowered his head and washed his face with cold water, but the sweet smell like sea salt lemonade still lingered in his nose.

It doesn't make sense.Apaki thought, he was no longer the Alpha kid who was in adolescence, any smell of Omega could make him unable to restrain all kinds of charming fantasies in his mind.He has smelled too many Omega pheromones now, even if he is in estrus. Before that, Apache was sure that he had learned how to use his brain to lead his lower body, but today it seems not.

Maybe it's because he got up too early today and didn't sleep well last night, so his brain hasn't woken up yet.Yes, it must be so!

Apaki almost punched the table with his fists excitedly, he raised his head, and let the water drop down the bridge of his high nose. Alpha turned around and opened the refrigerator to find something to make breakfast for Mr. Bugarati's family.

Mr. Bugarati's family...

Holding the ham in his hand, Apache suddenly realized a new problem.

Mr. Bucciarati, his taste...he is not marked.

Omega moved carefully from the bed so as not to wake up the little son who was sleeping on the other side.How could Bugarati sleep after realizing the major mistake he had just made?He is sober now!Sober!So the first thing he did after getting out of bed was to open all the windows in the room to ventilate. He stood by the window and raised his hands left and right to smell his body.God, the more Buccarati sniffs, the more desperate he becomes.How could he let Apache come into his bedroom like this? Omega hurriedly slipped into the bathroom to take a shower, and Bugarati rubbed a lot of soap on his body until he made sure that he smelled exactly like Nivea now.

He came out of the bathroom, brushed his hair and got dressed, making sure he looked flawless, at least not.Of course, if the jacket he was wearing today could weigh another twenty catties, it might be able to suppress the heart that was beating too violently in his chest at the moment.

Bugarati walked up the stairs, and he squatted down secretly to observe the figure busy in the kitchen through the gap of the handrail.Apache doesn't look any different, which is fine.Bugarati told himself, keep a normal mind, just like when they got along before.

I want to set an example. Omega clasped his hands on his chest to cheer himself up, I want to be calm and rational.What would Apache do if I made a mistake first?He was so young, he must be distraught.

"Hey."

The young Alpha was about to stack the fried eggs on the bread on the plate, when he heard the words, he raised his head and saw that Buccarati was already tidy and standing on the stairs.

God, poor Mr. Bucciarati.

Apaki looked at the Omega in front of him, he was so gentle and good-looking, hardworking and capable, all the human advantages that Apaki could think of could be concentrated on him.But God is so cruel, leaving such a terrible and unspeakable psychological crack in his life.

Apache couldn't help frowning, with heartache and sadness in his eyes.Bugarati felt that the other party's expression now seemed to be different from what he expected.

"Are you making a sandwich?"

He walked over and rubbed his fingers together in the palm of his hand to hide his embarrassment.

"Yeah." Omega approached so that Alpha hastily withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to focus on making breakfast. "I didn't have time to buy anything, I just used the few things in the refrigerator."

"No, it looks very rich!" Bugarati said, this is his sincere answer.Apache even sent Naranja a fruit sandwich with whipped cream.

"That...just now I..." Omega mustered up his courage, he looked at the colorful breakfast in front of him, his eyes flickered, "I was sleepy in the morning, I didn't notice, if you..."

"Needless to say, Mr. Bugarati." Alpha raised his head suddenly, and Bugarati looked over with him. He saw his own shadow reflected in Apache's beautiful different-colored pupils.The big boy pursed his lips tightly, looking like he had made a lot of determination.

"I will never tell! Don't worry!" Apaki took a deep breath and swore, "I believe you must have your own difficulties. Who didn't meet a few scumbags when they were young? But you Look at you now, you have a decent job, such a beautiful house and...and two lovely children, who wouldn't envy you!"

Apache paused for a moment when he talked about the child.At first, he wasn't sure whether this would touch on Mr. Bugarati's sad past, but recalling that the Omega in front of him had been so patiently and carefully educating and caring for the growth of Mista and Naranga, caring about Little by little in their lives, Apaki felt that even if something happened, a gentle person like Mr. Bugarati would definitely not take his anger on the child.Even...even if the person who once made Mr. Bucciarati's stomach big is an irresponsible scum, but the child is innocent!

"Thank... thank you?"

Buccarati was dumbfounded by Apache's sudden impassioned statement.Obviously intending to speak first to ease the embarrassment, but unexpectedly, the young Alpha seems to have untied the knot in his heart?But there seems to be something wrong with what I said just now...

"Bruno! You're back!"

Fortunately, Mista's voice was like a little angel playing a trumpet, saving Buccarati who was trapped in the whirlpool of thinking.The two adults heard the reputation, and the boy ran down the stairs and threw himself into Bugarati's arms.

"Guido! Why are you so obedient today and woke up so early?"

"I want to make sure that you will take us to the amusement park today." Mista said while turning her head to look at the sandwiches on the island.

"Wow! I want to eat this beef! Apache, why don't you put more meat!"

Alpha put two fingers on the boy's forehead to prevent him from opening his mouth wide and trying to get close to the sandwich.

"Mista, go and brush your teeth first and then have breakfast."

"Then give me two more slices of beef!" The boy shouted excitedly and ran to the bathroom. Suddenly, Mista realized something. He stopped and stood at the stairs, looking back at the kitchen. two adults.

"Why is Apache at home this morning?"

The air was suddenly quiet, and the two adults looked at each other, not knowing who should speak first or how to explain.

"Because..." Bugarati looked into Apache's eyes and seemed to be giving him a hint, "Because Apache is going to the playground with us today."

"Yes!" Alpha nodded vigorously, "That's why I came here...earlier."

Mista looked at the adults with the word "sincerity" written all over their eyes, and nodded with a vague understanding.

"Then I... go brush my teeth."

Seeing the back of the boy disappearing on the stairs, Buccarati and Apaki both heaved a sigh of relief, but the next second was another stronger panic that swept over the two of them physically and mentally.

etc!Why did I lie just now? !

-TBC-