Your pheromones are not right abo

Yan Nuo's curled eyelashes were covered with tears, and his clear eyes were red and swollen from crying. Like a tearful man, he buried his face on Qin Zhijian's shoulder.

Soon, the clothes on Qin Zhijian's shoulders were soaked with tears, and he held Yan Nuo helplessly, suspecting that he had done a heinous thing without his knowledge.

Just, what is this bad thing?

Qin Zhijian's generous palm caressed Yan Nuo's thin back: "I didn't want you."

Yan Nuo cried out of breath: "Why didn't you reply to my message?"

Qin Zhijian explained: "I didn't hear the phone on mute, and then it turned off automatically when it ran out of power."

He took out a few papers, trying to wipe Yan Nuo's tears, but Omega stubbornly lay on his shoulder, refusing to look up.

Yan Nuo was still crying, crying until Qin Zhijian frowned, feeling uneasy.

Qin Zhijian had never seen Yan Nuo cry so sadly, he was a little frightened.

This was the first time that Yan Nuo cried since they knew each other for half a year, except during the erotic period.

He couldn't even figure out why Yan Nuo was crying.

Is it too hard to be sick?

Ke Yannuo didn't look like someone who cried loudly because he was not feeling well.

Qin Zhijian was not good at comforting people, and besides stroking his back and saying "don't cry" and "don't be sad", she couldn't say anything else.

It's a pity that these words have no effect on Yan Nuo.

Qin Zhijian thought and thought, could it be that his explanation failed to convince Yan Nuo?

Qin Zhijian assured: "I didn't lie to you, I didn't mean not to reply to your message."

Yan Nuo was still crying.

Qin Zhijian was in a state of desperation, and could only find something to say, hoping to say a correct word, so that this little ancestor could stop crying.

"I have seen all the WeChat messages you sent."

He recalled the content of Yan Nuo's WeChat, and said: "Lunch and dinner are all working meals. A group of people eat awkwardly in the conference room, and the dishes are not as delicious as yours."

"If I had known that you made crayfish for me, I wouldn't have done this business."

"This bastard Zhang Che dares to eat my crayfish, he will regret it later."

"I'm so worried that you're sick. On the expressway, I let Chengan go two hundred yards."

"I didn't get sick all day today, and the extracted pheromones are useless, so don't worry."

"It's been a long time since the bracelet rang, and it won't be long before I don't have to wear it."

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Qin Zhijian disliked himself for being like a little old man, nagging endlessly, but at the same time hoped that Yan Nuo would stop crying soon.

I don't know which sentence made Yan Nuo unhappy, and he cried even louder.

The illness made his throat uncomfortable, and his voice raised, with a distressing hoarseness in his voice, like the last cry of a dying person.

"Stop crying, stop crying, what did I do wrong, tell me, and I'll change it." Qin Zhijian's heart was pierced by the dense crying, and he hoped helplessly that omega could give him some hints, so that he could prescribe the right medicine.

Qin Zhijian did nothing wrong.

He's really getting better, he doesn't need himself anymore.

From the day it became Qin Zhijian's medicine, Yan Nuo knew that one day, Qin Zhijian's illness would be cured and they would be separated.

But when this day was about to come, deep reluctance climbed into Yan Nuo's heart.

The question that has been circling in my mind for a while finally has an answer.

Too bad, he seems to really like Mr. Qin.

It's not because of Mr. Qin's many advantages that he likes Mr. Qin, but because he likes Mr. Qin, he feels that he is full of shining points.

From the very beginning, he got the logic wrong.

Yan Nuo didn't know when he fell in love, but when he knew, separation was imminent.

Yan Nuo raised his head, his red and swollen eyes were covered with water mist, he felt aggrieved by his unspeakable love, he pursed his lips, and said out of nowhere: "You didn't make milk for me. "Qin Zhijian was taken aback for a moment, was this the heinous thing he thought it was?

Suddenly, Qin Zhijian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He picked up the tissue he took out just now, carefully wiped away Yan Nuo's tears, and coaxed in a soft voice: "Little ancestor, don't cry. I'll get you some antipyretics. After the fever subsides, can I make milk for you?"

The gentler he was, the sadder Yan Nuo became.

"No, I want you to make milk for me."

Omega, who has always been obedient and obedient, shook his head uncooperatively. The fever made him dizzy. When he shook his head, his entire upper body wobbled, as if he might fall down at any time.

Qin Zhijian held his shoulder in fear.

Yan Nuo tilted his head, lay on Qin Zhijian's shoulder, his forehead rested on Qin Zhijian's neck, the bridge of his nose rubbed against his jaw line, and cried aggrievedly: "You promised to make milk for me every day, One day less is a promise."

The days with Mr. Qin are counting down, and the days of making milk are getting worse day by day.

At least until Mr. Qin completely said that he was not needed, he could stay by Mr. Qin's side. Yan Nuo took advantage of his illness and the capital of medicine to let himself play a rascal for a rare time.

I didn't expect that Yan Nuo would play a rogue, and it turned out to be so cute when she played a rogue.

Qin Zhijian laughed and said, "Okay, little ancestor, don't cry, I'll make milk for you right now."

Yan Nuo nodded weeping, tears fell down her cheeks, dripped on the back of Qin Zhijian's hands, and burned Qin Zhijian.

Qin Zhijian rubbed his head, got up and went to make milk.

Yan Nuo grabbed his hand.

Qin Zhijian looked back at him.

Yan Nuo whimpered and said, "Don't go."

Qin Zhijian laughed: "How can I make milk if I don't leave?"

Yan Nuo crawled out of the quilt, knelt on the bed, and raised his hands.

Qin Zhijian moved closer to the bed, and Yan Nuo passed his hands through both sides of his neck, hugging his neck tightly.

Qin Zhijian was startled, and hugged him back. Omega immediately raised her legs and hugged his waist, clinging to him like a cute koala.

Qin Zhijian was afraid that he would fall, so she supported his fleshy little buttocks with both hands.

He tilted the weight in his hands, how can someone who never leaves his hands with snacks be so heavy? There is a lot of meat in his little butt, and it is estimated that all the meat grows here.

Yan Nuo rubbed Qin Zhijian's face with his sticky face, and wet and hot tears rubbed Qin Zhijian's face.

This was something Yan Nuo would never do when he was sober.

He thought sadly, if Qin Zhijian asked him why he did this, he would just pretend to be in a coma and not remember anything.

Qin Zhijian didn't feel disgusted at all, Yan Nuo's initiative made him elated, he kissed the tears hanging from omega's long eyelashes, and carried him downstairs.

After the milk was ready, Qin Zhijian didn't let Yan Nuo drink it in the end, but Yan Nuo didn't have to drink milk.

Under Qin Zhijian's persuasion, he took antipyretics.

Qin Zhijian followed him and put the brewed milk on the bedside.

The two were lying on the same bed as they had done for more than 100 days.

People are drunk to encourage people's courage, and their promises are to use illness to strengthen their courage.

He turned over, got out of his quilt, got into Qin Zhijian's quilt, raised one leg and arm, put it on Qin Zhijian's body, found a comfortable position for his head, and laid it tightly Close to Qin Zhijian.

Yan Nuo said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Qin, good night."

Qin Zhijian was caught off guard, and was embraced by Yan Nuo. He hugged the hot omega in his arms tightly, and gently pecked his forehead: "Good night."

The two people who confirmed their hearts separately but did not have the same mind, one under the pretense of being sick and the other under the pretense of taking care of the sick, enjoyed this rare and sweet time quietly.