After wearing the book, I want to meet the villain Alpha

That afternoon, Lin Wan heard about the many quarrels between them, and when she got excited, she accidentally tore her pierced ear, and her screams instantly turned into screams. She covered her ears in pain and shed tears .

I was really hurt and cried.

As a consolation, Su Yichun bought her a hairpin with a bow, and the little girl smiled again.

16-year-old girls are really easy to coax.

In the past Chinese New Year, Su Yichun would buy a pack of quick-frozen dumplings by himself and just make do with it. During the New Year, he would have a family reunion. In short, he had no family, and he would not be able to have a reunion. For the first time, buying a pack of dumplings was already a good occasion. How could I have seen Aunt Wang become serious? What about the battle?

"Chunchun, bring the marinated chicken thigh for auntie!"

"Chunchun, watch the fire for me, I'll go choose the vegetables."

"Chunchun...what's Du Hanshuang doing, let him come over to help, the two dead children just know they're waiting to eat."

Du Hanshuang was forced to take the spoon, and Su Yichun also smirked and mixed the seasoning into the small bowl.

The two of them thought they had done their best enough, but they were kicked out by Aunt Wang halfway.

"Let's go, I'm sweating when I see you two doing things slowly."

The two looked at each other and were speechless. Su Yichun pondered for a long time what else to do. He took out the couplet and some paper-cut window grilles from the bag of New Year's goods, and stuffed them into Du Hanshuang's hands: "Hurry up!" Come! Let's post Spring Festival couplets!"

Du Hanshuang usually suppresses his short-talking and coquettish temperament, and has always been at his mercy. He listened to his instructions and went out to post couplets, and was forced to listen to the ups and downs about couplets in high school Chinese.

"Left... Is it a bit high, you go down a little bit," Su Yichun helped him cut the tape, took a few steps back, and picked on the wrong position of his Spring Festival couplets: "It's ready now, you can post it."

Su Yichun watched him put up the Spring Festival couplets, then looked at the high door frame, blinked: "I can't post the horizontal batches, what should I do, I'll go in and move a small bench for you?"

"Need not."

Du Hanshuang walked up to him, knelt down, let him sit on his shoulders, and stood up.

Su Yichun has lived for 21 years, and has never been hugged so high before. With a scream of "Aww", he clasped his hands on the door frame desperately, not daring to breathe, "Hold me tighter."

He seemed to hear the man's chuckle, and the hands around his waist tightened symbolically. Su Yichun tremblingly finished pasting the horizontal batch, and pulled Du Hanshuang's hair: "Put me down quickly."

"Afraid?" Du Hanshuang easily put him back on the ground, and Su Yichun gave him a hammer on his shoulder: "The air in the high place is very fresh."

There must be dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner. Aunt Wang made the noodles and made the stuffing early in the morning, and dragged the two people who were flirting with the Spring Festival couplets outside to make dumplings together.

It was Su Yichun's first time making dumplings, and in a blink of an eye she saw that Aunt Wang was rolling out the dough so fast, she didn't dare to say that she couldn't, so she could only imitate Du Hanshuang next to her by closing her mouth tightly and then flattening it.

The result of this was that none of the dumplings he made could stand up, they were crooked, like the scene of a tragic car accident.

Even the dog couldn't see it, so he frowned and said, "It's so ugly."

"You fart, it's not bad that I can do this for the first time."

Su Yichun lowered his head and carefully pinched the folds. He didn't notice a trace of flour rubbed on his face. His posture was more rigorous than the college entrance examination. Du Hanshuang looked at the things he kneaded, smiled, and held his hands together: "It's wrapped like this. "

He taught with all his heart, and Su Yichun learned quickly, and he started with a good look. After a while, he overtook Du Hanshuang, determined to make golden dumplings with the most perfect proportions.

Du Hanshuang heard him chattering in her ear, and couldn't help kissing him. The noisy Omega froze on the spot, and it exploded on the spot. It was so cooked that it almost dug Du Hanshuang's head in the basin. "Aunt Wang, he was joking, we have a good relationship," Su Yichun argued weakly, "We are... a father-son relationship, and he is my adoptive father."

This reason was unsatisfactory, and Aunt Wang didn't even raise her head: "I see, I saw you coming out of his room last time, let me tell you, it's not bad for young people to fall in love, the child should come later. "

Su Yichun: ...

He was completely stupefied, and stopped making excuses. He lowered his head to make dumplings, sacrificed a clean coin that he had washed early in the morning, and carefully wrapped it into the dumplings.

"Whoever eats it will have double the blessings in the new year." Su Yichun put the fat dumpling on the chopping board and patted it pitifully: "If you can't eat it, you will be blessed. Everyone will make a fortune in the new year." .”

Compared with other places, the villa area is much deserted, especially because there are few people in the family, it looks even colder.

The sound of the gas stove being ignited came from the kitchen, the dumpling pot was boiling and steaming, and the prawns sizzling in oil, Su Yichun stared at the sweet and sour ribs on the table, tears streaming down from the corner of his mouth again .

Du Hanshuang opened his arms to him, the boy glanced at him, snorted, and ran into the kitchen to help Aunt Wang make dumplings.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Du Hanshuang sitting by the sofa alone, staring at the TV screen in a daze, like an empty-nester old man who had no one to take care of him, so he just sat there, lonely alone.

Su Yichun put the dumplings away and waved to him, and Du Hanshuang obediently walked over from the sofa.

He is like a well-trained dog, his eyes only stare at his master, and he is the only one in his eyes.

Su Yichun couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his head: "Why are you sitting there alone in a daze?"

"You ignore me, don't want me anymore."

The tall Alpha is not shy at all when he speaks soft words. Su Yichun knew early on that he was just a superficial flower with more guts in his stomach than anyone else, but he couldn't help but soften his heart after hearing these words: "Okay Well, I didn't ignore you, and I didn't want you, no one would want you if you don't, baby, let me kiss you."

His lips had just touched the corner of Du Hanshuang's mouth, his waist was tightened, and he was hugged and sat on the man's body.

The dog has become accustomed to the mosaic from time to time, and now his heart is as still as water, like an old monk who is always with the ancient Buddha with a green lamp, out of sight and out of mind.

Su Yichun was kissed into a puddle and limp on Du Hanshuang's lap, his face was red and his mouth was also red.

Only at this time did the man show a little bit of the sharpness he was born with, which was the extreme paranoia and madness written in Alpha's genes. With a low voice, he raised the 0mega in his arms: "You and I are What's the matter? Huh?"

"...That's, that's, that kind of relationship." Su Yichun didn't expect him to hold grudges to this extent, tentatively trying to escape from his lap, but was pinched by the back of fate's neck.

At home on vacation, the pheromones will not affect too much, and Du Hanshuang's pheromones are also strictly restrained every day, so he doesn't bother to wear a restraining neck ring. Now the entire back of the neck is exposed. He felt trembling all over the place, and at the same time, he felt that his glands were swelling uncontrollably, and he fell back into Du Hanshuang's arms with a weak waist.

"Father-son relationship?" Du Hanshuang rubbed the most delicate skin on the back of his neck with his fingertips, causing the Omega in his arms to gasp uncontrollably: "Why are you shaking like this? Come on, what's the relationship between us."

"Yes... yes, a couple relationship."

"No, it's a father-son relationship." Du Hanshuang kissed the corner of his lips and patted his waist: "Shouting daddy?"

Su Yichun blushed and refused to cry, Du Hanshuang slowly took out the inhibitor from his pocket, and pricked his arm carefully.

"Don't call if you don't call, you will call when the time comes."

"Chunchun, don't recruit me, my willpower is not as firm as you think."

The New Year's Eve dinner was full of twists and turns, the Spring Festival Gala had already started the group dance, and Su Yichun and Gou Shi crazily cursed.

"I'm so mad, I'm so mad, how can there be someone like Du Hanshuang in this world? I'm so mad." He ate with a sullen head, without saying a word, but in fact, his brain was outputting crazily, and the only audience was Goudong .

"Oh, yes, what's wrong with your mouth?"

"..." Su Yichun said angrily, "I was bitten by a dog."

"Then you just went to the kitchen to pick out the only dumpling with a coin for the dog. You are very happy to be your dog."

I regret it now, can you stop which pot and carry which pot? "

One person, one system quarreled, but there were back and forth, Su Yichun heard a crisp sound, it was the sound of coins falling into a bowl.

Du Hanshuang held the coin, raised his brows slightly, looked at the boy who was secretly glancing at him, and smiled slightly.

The Chinese New Year is supposed to keep the year old, Aunt Wang is getting old, she doesn't want to stay up late, so she went back to her room to rest early, only Du Hanshuang and Su Yichun were left sitting on the opposite ends of the sofa without communicating with each other.

The dog thing is also watching the Spring Festival Gala in real time. When watching the cross talk, the whole person's laughter is very layered, from howling geese to the neighing of a horse, and then twitching like jeans being torn. Du Hanshuang's motorcycle His voice was not as loud as his, Su Yichun sat on the sofa dully, trying to block the system.

The cushion beside him sank a little, Su Yichun turned to leave, but was held back by Du Hanshuang again.

"I was wrong," he admitted his mistake sincerely and skillfully: "Don't be angry with me."

Before Su Yichun had time to say no, a thick red envelope was stuffed into his hand, which said "Happy New Year, kids".

The weight of this bag is frighteningly thick, Su Yichun squeezed it, a little shocked: "How much did you give? It's so thick." "It was originally ten thousand," the man said, and took out a shiny thing from his pocket , is the coin that was just eaten out of the dumpling: "Now add another one, it will be ten thousand and one, one in ten thousand."

Alpha buried his face on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "You gave me good luck, now I give you one dollar, and I will share half of my good luck with you."

Su Yichun always suspected that Alpha was similar to dogs to some extent, so he snorted his head: "You can speak well, with so many small movements, it looks like a dog."

"Then I'll be your dog."

He bowed his head and bowed his head, like a saint returning home from wandering, and devoutly kissed the mole on the corner of the soft and delicate 0mega's mouth like a pilgrimage. He was brighter than God and could redeem him, so he walked through the thorns willingly Tiao, jumping over mountains and rivers, just for his flowers.

A wolfhound will not be stabbed to death by a rose, but it is willing to be tamed by a rose.

The author has something to say

You see, the previous article said that you have to take the exam, and now you have passed the exam.

My book really foreshadows a lot.

When I wrote this chapter today, I sprayed some perfume inspired by the pheromone, and felt like I was holding the goose in my arms.

I announced that Du Hanshuang is not bad, he will get big when he holds back, it is not a good thing.