beluga island

What kind of school talk is this.

Xia Qijing almost threw the cup over.

After Shi Yu finished speaking, he stood up as if nothing had happened, and didn't give him a chance to explode.

The villa has three floors. The first floor is the living room and kitchen, the second floor is the bedroom, and the third floor is a miscellaneous utility room and gym.

Shi Yu took him around and introduced the general layout of the room.

When he reached the second floor, Shi Yu pointed to the room on the right side of the stairs and said, "This bedroom is mine. You can choose any other room. I'll ask my aunt to bring you new sheets and bedding later."

Xia Qijing lives under the fence, so I am too embarrassed to pick and choose.

I happened to see that the room next to Shiyu had already been covered with pillowcases and quilt covers. It was a sky blue cartoon pattern. this room."

Shi Yu's expression became a little subtle for a moment.

Xia Qijing was keenly aware of it: "Can't you?"

Could it be that Young Master Shi used the golden house to hide his beauty.

Shi Yu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "It's nothing."

……

Dinner was cooked by Shiyu. Each person had a fillet steak, a plate of broccoli with vinaigrette sauce, and a bowl of mushroom and seafood soup.

Xia Qijing hates broccoli the most.

Seeing that Shi Yu turned around to get a tissue, pretended to pick up something, and bent over to secretly dump the broccoli.

Shi Yu who leaned over caught him.

"You don't have to finish all the steak, but you must eat all the vegetables and soup." Shi Yu said coldly.

Xia Qijing protested: "You are not my mother, and my mother doesn't care about me like that."

"No matter what happened before, you are now the Shi family, so you must follow the rules of the Shi family," Shi Yu said expressionlessly, "Or do you want to break the contract?"

Just one sentence made Xia Qijing wilt.

Contract, goddamn contract.

Xia Qijing sat back on the spot angrily, forked a piece of broccoli with difficulty, pinched his nose and stuffed it into his mouth.

Xia Qijing didn't like to eat well since she was a child, and she was even an enemy to vegetables. When she was seven or eight years old, she could only eat two or three mouthfuls when she was chased by Zhou Yuling holding a bowl, so she basically didn't gain much weight.

I was a little bit baby fat during adolescence, and I stayed up late to write a few sets of papers, and I lost weight immediately.

After struggling to eat half a bowl of broccoli, I finally vomited it out and threw my chopsticks: "Don't eat!"

Shi Yu cut the steak calmly: "Sit down."

"You are abusing your power!" Xia Qijing complained, "The contract doesn't stipulate that I must eat vegetables, right? I won't refuse to cooperate with you in acting just because I don't eat vegetables. What do you care about so much?"

"If you don't sign the contract, I can't control you."

"You didn't even have the right to control me!"

Shi Yu raised his eyelids: "Okay, let me say, I don't like skinny people, is that enough reason?"

Xia Qijing: "Whether you like it or not is none of my business."

Shi Yu suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him: "Of course it has something to do with it."

For some reason, Xia Qijing became nervous for no reason: "...what does it have to do with you?"

Shi Yu: "After all, we are partners. If you don't like it, it's easy to get out of your way."

Xia Qijing was incredible: "You mean you like chubby omega? Then you shouldn't be looking for me and my sister from the beginning, we are both bamboo poles."

Shi Yu looked him up and down: "This is the first time I've seen someone describe myself like this...a bamboo pole?"

Shi Yu's gaze was slow, with a hint of aggression, like a tide, spreading from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, wrapping Xia Qijing's body.

He also deliberately stopped at certain parts of his body.

Xia Qijing: "...what are you looking at?"

Shi Yu said slowly, "You guess?"

Xia Qijing was silent for a moment, then choked out a sentence: "...Rogue."

Shi Yu: "Hooligans will not cook for you with good intentions, and sit on the opposite side in a well-behaved manner, without touching you with a single finger."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional at the end of the sentence, and there was a bit of joking and teasing.

Xia Qijing: "...Why are you touching me, aren't you..."

He wanted to say that you are not sexually frigid, and he suddenly remembered the last time he broke up, so he braked in time and turned a corner: "You don't like me."

This time Shi Yu didn't deny it, and quietly swallowed the steak.

Shiyu was quiet, but Xia Qijing became curious again.

He couldn't help asking Shi Yu: "However, I'm really curious, is your cold syndrome congenital?"

"Ah."

"There is no way to cure it?"

"Currently, no, we can only see the development and changes of the acquired physique."

"Then you haven't been fascinated by omega since you were a child? Haven't you smelled their pheromone?"

Shi Yu hesitated for a moment: "Actually, yes."

Xia Qijing's eyes widened: "When? How old?"

Shi Yu shook his head: "It has nothing to do with tempting... It was when I graduated from high school, attended a class reunion, got drunk accidentally, closed my eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, and suddenly smelled a very strange smell."

Xia Qijing repeated: "Strange smell?"

"It's a mixture of many kinds of smells," Shi Yu frowned, as if recalling, "There are floral, fruity, grassy, ​​and heavy wood...very pungent."

Xia Qijing understood: "It must be that the omega present have emitted some pheromone."

There are always people who confess their love through class reunions, so it is not surprising that Omega secretly emits pheromones to hint at the alpha they like.

Given Shiyu's popularity, those pheromones must have been aimed directly at him.

There are so many seductive pheromones, no wonder Shi Yu finds it pungent.

"So, hard liquor will restore some of your alpha sense of smell?" Xia Qijing asked enthusiastically, "Have you researched what kind of liquor? Or what degree must it be?"

"I guess, maybe it doesn't have to be hard alcohol."

Xia Qijing: "Oh?"

"Sometimes, I drink a sip or two of low-alcohol fruit wine at the banquet, and it seems that I will... What are you doing?"

Xia Qijing happily took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet: "It's steak, of course I have to drink red wine."

Shi Yu frowned: "...don't mess around."

"What kind of nonsense..." Xia Qijing blinked, and while he wasn't paying attention, he stuck his jaw and downed him with a sip of red wine.