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

The score line of the college entrance examination has always been the object of attention of the people of the whole country.

Su Yichun glanced at a line, and called Su Hang to ask if he had passed. Su Hang was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly on the other end of the phone. Su Yichun understood, it was probably Fan Jinzhongju.

Alphas are generally desperate for face, and there are very few times when they behave abnormally. If they do, it is probably because he is really ecstatic.

Listening to him stuttering for a long time, Su Yichun wasted 38 seconds of phone bills and couldn't tell how many points he got in the test. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Damn beast, what did you get in?"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, Su Yichun was afraid that he would scold him, so he hung up the phone quickly.

Gou Dong praised him as a great writer, Su Yichun waved his hands modestly: "It's not that exaggerated hehe."

damn thing:……

Then what are you hee hee?

After the system upgrade, Su Yichun came to Noah's interior for the first time.

I can't tell the difference, but it looks more advanced than before. The dog slumped lazily on his recliner. it's painful.

It was rare for Su Yichun to see him listless, but seeing his sad expression again, he hesitated: "What's the matter... What happened to you?"

"The drama I'm chasing recently, I'm so mad..." Gou Dongxi stretched out his hand to cover his heart angrily, and tears rolled down his eyes: "It's the first time I watched a drama so realistically, I'm so mad I'm mad, I'm mad, the scumbag is going to die."

Su Yichun didn't know how to persuade him. This scene was probably no less delicate than a good brother's ex-girlfriend crying and throwing herself into his arms to rebuke her ex. There was no other way but to shut up.

But Gou Shi didn't really want to complain to him about the weird plots he had watched recently, and asked him to finish watching the remaining original plots, and then claim the reward.

Before he knew it, he had already accumulated a lot of points, and he didn't move at all, except that Du Hanshuang sometimes made him feel a little uncomfortable and came over to change a pack of cigarettes.

With a pile of points, Su Yichun seemed to be carrying a huge sum of money. He was bored looking at the items in the warehouse, and none of them interested him.

He saw a mysterious treasure box at the bottom of the warehouse, which was probably used for drawing prizes, and every five points, Su Yichun randomly drew ten consecutive draws, and pulled out a pile of scrap copper and iron, including but not limited to "Walk in clothes without clothes" You won't be surrounded by people on the street" and other nonsense skills.

Su Yichun once again had doubts about this crazy system.

It's sick, why is it still not closed, who would want this kind of function?

When the dog found him, Su Yichun had almost used up his points, the system was terrified, looked at him like Jiazhen who saw Fugui going out to gamble, almost knelt down and begged him to stop quickly.

Su Yichun saw that he had single-digit points left, and recalled what he had just done in a daze. He couldn't help being a little angry, but he still held the only seven points and said to the dog: "This time, the single draw, For the last time, give it a go and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle."

The system pinched his own people so that he would not die on the spot. He has been the system for so many years, and this is the first time he saw the points with a host being trampled by him like this.

"Ding dong."

There was a crisp sound from the system prompt, Su Yichun opened the treasure box, patted the dog who was doing CPR for the person pinched by him, and asked, "What is this?"

"...Isn't there a word?" The dog got mentally traumatized, and pointed weakly at the introduction next to it: "It's just a bunch of ordinary data garbled characters."

"Is my luck so bad, that's it? That's it?"

Su Yichun couldn't believe it, the dog was so pissed off by the double blow from the TV series and Su Yichun, when he got up, he accidentally slipped, sat back on the ground, and poked his hand into the treasure box Su Yichun was holding. The garbled data disappeared as if absorbed by him, and the dog shouted in horror: "What is it! It can't be a virus! Help, help, help! Am I going to die! What kind of dirty thing is this!"

This weird scene made Su Yichun dumbfounded, he couldn't help but sneered and said: "Maybe, maybe, maybe your body will get better."

Gou Dong felt that what he said was very reasonable, so he didn't say hello, and kicked him into the main plot.

The dizziness from watching the plot had to subside for a long time, Su Yichun rubbed his head and got up, looking at the light coming through the curtains in the dark room.

The flying dust in the air fluttered randomly, making irregular movements through the light.

Du Hanshuang was sitting at the end of the bed smoking a cigarette, looking at Pei Shaobai on the bed, puzzled.

His eyes became very strange in an instant, Su Yichun couldn't read what kind of eyes they looked like, there was a trace of doubt in the shock, this kind of eyes made him look like Du Hanshuang.

Pei Shaobai said in a weak voice: "What can you do if you don't let me go?"

Du Hanshuang ignored him, didn't even look at him, turned around and left the bedroom and went to the study.

Su Yichun followed him into the door, seeing him sitting blankly at the desk, a subtle emotion also appeared in his heart.

He saw Du Hanshuang pursed his lips, and took out a thick diary from his drawer. Out of privacy, he wanted to ignore it, but the plot and curiosity pushed him forward.

The pen tip left marks of different shades on the paper, and Su Yichun saw a page full of "That's not the case" written on the paper.

Not what?What's the meaning?

He felt strange instinctively, and wanted to take another look, but was interrupted by the familiar dizziness. When he woke up, he sat weakly in Noah's cabin and retched.

The dog stuffed him into the plot without saying hello, and regretted it within three seconds. He gave him a glass of warm water, watched him retch because of reading the plot, and even lowered his head and made a fool of himself.

With a pale face, Su Yichun took a sip of water, greeted the dog and left in a daze.

There was no one at home, Du Hanshuang hadn't come home yet, Aunt Wang had gone out to play, Su Yichun's head was swollen and uncomfortable, he found a random corner in the living room and fell asleep.

……

Summer is indeed humid, but for the first time Du Hanshuang knew that it was too humid and cats would really grow in the house.

He knelt down and looked at Su Yichun who was sleeping in a ball in the corner of the refrigerator and the tiles, wondering how he got in, and how he should get him out.

The child didn't sleep well, his brows were tightly frowned in his dream, Du Hanshuang touched his forehead.

hot.

He sighed, took the feverish Omega out of the gap, and then served him like his ancestors.

Su Yichun woke up at five o'clock in the evening, just in time for dinner.

Du Hanshuang hugged him to his lap to feed him, but Su Yichun pushed him away after eating two mouthfuls, moaning, as if he was about to cry.

The boy's body temperature burned directly on his chest through the light fabric, and Du Hanshuang kissed his temple lightly: "Why did you suddenly have a fever?"

"I don't know..." He spoke with a strong nasal voice, tugging at Du Hanshuang's sleeve and asking, "Do you like me?"

"Who do you like if you don't like it?"

Su Yichun pursed his lips, and half-truthfully said: "I had a dream, in the dream you didn't like me, but you liked Pei Shaobai."

"Oh? Why do you still miss him so much?" The man was a little helpless, and took the opportunity to feed him another spoonful of soup: "You said I like him, so how did I treat him?"

"You...you locked him in the room and didn't give him food."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Su Yichun was dissatisfied with his attitude, frowned slightly, and slapped him: "What do you mean by disappearing, what else do you want?"

Du Hanshuang put down the rice bowl on his hands: "That's not the way I like people."

In normal times, Su Yichun would definitely be able to hear the tension in Du Hanshuang's voice and the deepness in his eyes, but now he has a fever and is a little delirious, so he asked desperately: "Then what kind of person do you like? "

"Do you really want to hear it?"

When the man said this, his tone was so gentle that it made him tired. Su Yichun was deceived by his sweet nasal voice, and nodded foolishly. In the next second, his hands were bound and tied to the head of the bed, unable to move.

"It's not enough to just lock you up. You have to be tied up. When you were drunk that day, you said I wouldn't tie you up. You were wrong, baby, you were wrong."

The mole at the corner of the mouth was gently pecked one after another, as if he was treating some treasure in the world. Su Yichun tried to struggle, but failed to break free. Du Hanshuang seemed to feel his resistance, and reached out to touch his red-stained wrist.

"Why did you turn red all of a sudden, squeamish."

Su Yichun woke up a little bit, blinked, and asked: "So if you like me, you have to tie me up, so don't you sleep with me? Just tied up?"

"Chunchun, you really don't know how to live or die," Du Hanshuang looked down at him, his cold eyes were like staring at prey: "When the time comes, don't ask me to coax you when you cry, and I won't stop if you tell me to stop."

Su Yichun raised his head and stared at his bound wrists for a long time, only to find that Du Hanshuang was binding him with the belt of a bathrobe, and bewilderedly asked him for a kiss.

Du Hanshuang was a little restless at first, and her pheromones were surging. She laughed angrily at his stupid look, and raised her hand to untie his wrist: "Next time, use a longer rope to tie you up more beautifully."

"Really, it's more beautiful than the money legs tied up by Aunt Wang." The red mark on his wrist was kissed by a man, and Su Yichun's thoughts drifted to nowhere: "The money legs are delicious, I want to eat meat... ..."

Du Hanshuang covered his mouth with his hand, touched his damp clothes, raised his hand to change his pajamas, Su Yichun let him play with it, still muttering money legs, Du Hanshuang could only coax him to say that he would do it tomorrow.

After Su Yichun changed his clothes, he put his arms around his waist and was about to sleep again. Du Hanshuang had no choice but to change the star lamp on the bedside for him, looked at his defenseless sleeping face, and kissed the mole on his lips.

"Good night, silly baby."