Double A sequelae

"Old He, how are you doing recently?" Zhao Pingsheng asked him with a smile while pinching his wine glass, "How many little tender seedlings have you hooked up with again?"

The two of them have been friends for many years, and they have a tacit understanding of this kind of thing.

"Bah, bad luck recently," He Jianbai's face is almost healed, and he just started to go back to school recently, he said viciously, "Damn, I encountered a problem recently, I don't know if I took the wrong medicine."

Obviously, he was very docile in the past, so if you look at it, you will succeed.

He picked up the teacup, recalling Su Baiying's fist, the muscles on his face ached.

Zhao Pingsheng said, "What's the point? Those who know how to resist are interesting, aren't they? Like the ones I'm looking for, they are like dead dogs. They won't make a sound after a beating."

"Yes, it's interesting to resist. I haven't tasted this kind of Omega taste yet." He Jianbai recalled the nape of his neck under the light that day, like expensive jade porcelain. "One day I have to get it." The blue and white porcelain in the middle, rubbing it with hands a few times, "You have to enjoy the process of taming wolfdogs."

The wind blew the window and creaked, Zhao Pingsheng showed a little envious look, he licked his lips, took a sip of wine, and said dizzily: "I know your character, you always want what you want If you want to get it, the girl from seven years ago is also the same."

"Don't mention her," He Jianbai said with a little disgust, "You can only eat young shoots when they are fresh, but if you tear off the roots, they will wither. How can you eat them? It's not appetizing."

The two of them shared food in a tacit understanding and skipped this topic.

Since He Jianbai divorced his wife ten years ago, he has been living alone, and he tidied up a two-story villa.

Through the window, you can see the blooming flowers and plants in the garden, and a peach tree with dead branches and leaves.

"Old He," Zhao Pingsheng looked at the tree outside the window, "Why did this peach blossom tree wither this year?"

He Jianbai only glanced at it, then looked away, and said indifferently, "I'm afraid there is not enough nourishment."

Zhao Pingsheng asked again: "Is it true that the girl never came back after she ran away seven years ago?"

He Jianbai was a little irritable at the moment, and said impatiently, "Why is she coming back?"

……

Jian Fan returned to the classroom without eating breakfast, and before he could sit down, he heard a burst of crying.

Who is that idiot who isn't Cao Chengwen?

"Ying... male god," Cao Chengwen said with an aggrieved look, with tears in his eyes, "You have ignored me for many days,"

Jian Fan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said coldly, "Speak up, or get out."

"I... I just want to ask," Cao Chengwen held back his tears and said, "Have you eaten the food I gave you? It's all your favorite food, and..." He looked at it a little awkwardly Glancing at Jian Fan, "There's...the pink letter, have you read it?"

After Jian Fan sent Shi Feifei back to the dormitory yesterday, it was already very late, so yesterday's test papers were not finished yet.

He took out the test paper and said blankly: "Throw it away."

The tears that Cao Chengwen had finally held back came out again.

"Hold back," Jian Fan said, "Don't throw anything into the hole in my table."

Wang Suo likes to eat snacks, and his mouth can't be idle. While stuffing chicken legs into his mouth, he patted Cao Chengwen on the back, comforting him and said: "Brother, don't be sad, Lao Bai never eats other people's food. You Wouldn't it be fun to think about it this way?"

Cao Chengwen felt a little comforted at this moment, he was just about to take a few more steps to get closer to his male god, but he was knocked sideways.

"At the same table, at the same table," Qi Jue rushed over with a bag of food in his hand, and when he got to his seat, he suddenly remembered that he bumped into someone, and turned around and said, "Hey, classmate, I'm sorry."

Cao Chengwen didn't dare to talk to the school bully, he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay." But he saw that the school bully had already turned his head and walked to the table with an expression of asking for credit.

"I went to the newly opened store in the next street." Qi Jue put out the items in the bag one by one, "Shao Mai, crystal shrimp dumplings, seafood porridge, fried eggs, milk, bread, crab roe dumplings..."

Everything, everything.

Wang Suo was stunned, almost overwhelmed. Looking at himself, the chicken leg in his hand was no longer fragrant.

"Qi Jue," Jian Fan glanced at the table full of breakfast, and said with a slumped face, "You must have moved the store here."

"No, I only have two hands, so I can't lift so much," Qi Jue said, "You don't have a good appetite in the morning, these are for nourishing your stomach, eat them while they're hot."

Jian Fan's expression softened, he couldn't tell what he was feeling, his eyes were fixed on Qi Jue's figure and he remained silent.

Someone remembers that you didn't eat in the morning, and remembers your stomach problems and taboos.

To say I was moved is too hypocritical.

The feeling of soreness in my heart can't lie to anyone.

Jian Fan put down his pen and was just about to reach out when something flashed into his mind.

still have a question……

Su Baiying's stomach is fine.

The problem is Jian Fan. He has a bad stomach since he was a child, and he has not been raised for many years. Few people know about this.

Qi Jue said, while opening the packing box, seeing Jian Fan still not moving, he picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling with his chopsticks and quickly stuffed it into Jian Fan's mouth.

Jian Fan stared at him, looking directly at Qi Jue's expression, trying to see something.

"Your favorite shrimp dumpling," but Qi Jue didn't notice it, and just urged him with a tricky look, "Eat it quickly, the taste will change when it cools."

Jian Fan sighed in his heart, looked away, picked up the chopsticks in his hand, and ate breakfast with peace of mind.

Cao Chengwen stood by the side blankly, feeling a little superfluous in an instant. He turned his eyes to Wang Suo, with a sullen face, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say that male gods never eat other people's food?"

Was he blind just now?

Obviously ate it!

They are still eaten by others.

"That's right."

Wang Suo looked at the table of rice and drooled, "But Qi Xiaoba...isn't someone else."

"Hey?" Qi Jue finally came back to his senses, looked at Cao Chengwen and said, staring at him, "Why don't you leave? How about eating together?"

"No, no, no... eat it," Cao Chengwen looked at Qi Jue's face, took a few steps back in fright, and turned to leave.

"Wait," Qi Jue wiped his hands with the paper towel beside him, "You are the one who keeps stuffing things into the holes of my tablemate, right?"

"No," Cao Chengwen's teeth trembled a few times, and he shook his hand wildly and said, "It's not all me." He stretched out two fingers and pinched them together, comparing the distance, "It's just a small part."

Qi Jue looked at his fingers, smiled, hooked his neck, looking like a good brother.

"I'm at the same table. I don't like to eat other people's food, and I don't like to read this messy letter." Qi Jue subconsciously pressed his back molars with the tip of his tongue and said in a low voice, "So, tell those idiots A, come to harass my tablemate again in the future, don’t blame Brother Jue’s fists for not recognizing anyone.”

While eating, Jian Fan couldn't hear what Qi Jue said, but saw Cao Chengwen walk away with trembling legs and was not very agile when he left.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at the person who slipped back to his seat, and asked, "What did you do?"

"Me," Qi Jue said, "I just told him to bring me food in the future, and I have to study at the same table."

Jian Fanxin said fart.

A few days ago, several Alphas came to look for him in class, but they were all scared away by Qi Jue's eyes.

I don't know what this ghost thing told Cao Chengwen to scare him like this.

Qi Jue didn't intend to continue the chat, he saw that Jian Fan had almost eaten, took a bite of his leftover shrimp dumpling, "Are you sure you want to go tonight?"

Jian Fan nodded and wiped his hands slowly, then wiped the table inside and out with a paper towel.

Those hands were slender and thin, and the blue blood vessels under the skin could be faintly seen.

Qi Jue stared at his hands, rolling his throat, pretending not to care, and said: "Actually, I can go too."

"You?" Jian Fan glanced at him and said mockingly, "Why don't you talk after you finish the genetic transformation operation."

After all, He Jianbai is not interested in Alpha.

Qi Jue: "..."

Hey!

He Jianbai is a pervert, I really want to kill him.

……

At 09:30 in the evening, He Jianbai stood in front of the cupboard, half of which was filled with books, and the fragrance of books was unrestrained.The other half is messy and has no bounds.

He put his hands on it lightly, and glanced at a pair of pink underwear. The lace on the side of the underwear seemed to grow vines, hooking his facial features and breathing.

He slowly closed his eyes, the tender grass in front of him was crying.But it doesn't matter, I put my tears in my mouth, the more I cried, the more excited I became, my lower abdomen was distended like a horse race.

That is his grassland, where he can gallop and have fun.

Unattended.

He opened his eyes and looked at his prize inch by inch.

After a long while, I took a deep breath, and my hands were sticky.

It's just that the tender grass from a few days ago ran away.

Damn!

Otherwise, there would be one more loot in the cupboard here.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door, He Jianbai glanced at the time, and casually pulled a tissue to wipe his hands.

Who will come this time?

He stepped up and walked over, narrowing one eye and looking out of the door vigilantly.

The night was dark, and it seemed that the sky was about to change. There was no star in the sky, and the dead branches outside were shaking rapidly.

Standing under the eaves was a young man, his skin was extremely white against the black coat, his eyes were lowered, and the back of his exposed neck was as smooth as white jade porcelain.

He Jianbai squinted his eyes, and the shadow of the monster showed its greedy teeth through the wooden door.

It's that wolfhound.

The ultimate Omega.

The sky changed suddenly, heavy raindrops fell, Jian Fan raised his head in the darkness, showing a cruel smile.

"Open the door," he said, "I have something to tell you."