imperial conquest plan

Qi Ling stayed at home for half the winter vacation. During this period, Su Na didn't allow him to go anywhere, and she had to accompany him wherever she went.Finally, Su Na couldn't leave because of the publishing house, and after a long time, she left Qi Ling at home alone.

While his parents were away, Qi Ling remembered that he had to clean up his parents' house. In order to take care of his home that he hadn't cleaned for a month, his father's study room basically had to be tidied up once a week, because he completely ignored his own affairs.

An automatic sweeper was installed at home, and it was quite simple to do. It took Qi Ling less than half an hour to clean the house until it glowed.But what is difficult is Dad's bookshelf. Qi Quan has the habit of arranging them in alphabetical order. Coupled with the amount of books in his collection, Qi Ling feels that the amount of work is not ordinary.

An Lan didn't know what Qi Ling was doing outside. He lay on his back on Qi Ling's bed, covered with Qi Ling's quilt, and smelled the pheromone left by Qi Ling with his eyes closed.After a while, he sat up and wanted to walk around, because he felt that if he stayed on Qi Ling's bed like this, he might be excited.

An Lan saw a small transparent square with a strap hanging on Qi Ling's desk. He knew that it was a library borrower. Qi Ling went to the library once a while ago.

An Lan opened it, and immediately projected a holographic simulation image from the small opening on the cube. There were dozens of books in it. What were they all about? Gene Research, Human Genetic Code, Genetics, Biological Illustration, "Alien"... and so on, An Lan didn't know that Qi Ling was still interested in genetics, so he turned it off.

An Lan suddenly thought, Qi Ling's previous cardiac arrest, did Qi Ling feel that there was something wrong with his genes?But why didn't he discuss it with his father Qi Quan?Thinking of that, An Lan became upset, opened the door and walked out.

Qi Ling was sweating profusely in Qi Quan's study. There was already a tall stack of books piled up at his feet. An Lan leaned against the door and looked at him: "Do you want me to help?"

Qi Ling took a breath and rubbed his swollen eyes: "It's almost over, it's okay."

An Lan walked in straight away and took the book from Qi Ling's hand: "You take a rest, I'll come."

Sitting on Qi Quan's chair, Qi Ling watched An Lan arrange the books very skillfully, thinking excitedly where to find such a virtuous and considerate boyfriend, he was already helping his future father-in-law to pack his things, with a smile on his face of.An Lan clearly felt Qi Ling's fiery gaze, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

An Lan's tidying speed was much faster than Qi Ling's, and the entire bookshelf was neatly arranged in a short while.An Lan packed the rest of the books that couldn't fit in a box. The box was so heavy that it almost crushed An Lan to the ground.He struggled to put the box on the top of the bookshelf, let out a sigh of relief, and wondered what Qi Ling's arms and legs could do.

Qi Ling saw that the trophies that his father put on the bookshelf were covered with dust, so he tiptoed to remove the top trophy and wipe it.Qi Ling grabbed the base of the Nobel trophy, but he didn't pull it. The trophy seemed to be stuck by something. Qi Ling pulled it hard, and the whole bookshelf shook. The box that An Lan had just placed on the top slipped down -

"Be careful!!"

An Lan almost rushed forward to protect Qi Ling. It would be strange if such a heavy box didn't smash a hole in Qi Ling's bones.Unexpectedly, Qi Ling didn't hide and didn't dodge. He caught the sliding box with his hand, and there was a heavy "bang", Qi Ling gasped in pain, and pushed the box up hard.

Qi Ling gritted his teeth and shook his red hands, but when he looked up, he saw An Lan's eyes with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

An Lan opened her mouth slightly and stared at Qi Ling in surprise.An Lan has personally experienced the weight of that box just now. As a super attacking sentry, in the situation just now, it may not be easy to catch it with one hand——

Qi Ling can pick it up with one hand?When did he become so strong?

An Lan's glasses narrowed slightly, Qi Ling came over and asked him what's the matter with a smile, An Lan walked out of the room without saying a word.

Qi Ling did the math, and there were less than [-] days left in his vacation. A few days ago, I heard that Louis and Nana Matsui had returned from the earth. They were very tired, and Louis and Qi Ling showed off for a long time.Qi Ling wasn't envious at all, and turned around and rolled with An Lan.

Recently, Qi Inspiration felt that Qi Quan always seemed to have something to say to himself.Although Qi Quan was still silent as usual, and would occasionally tell Qi Ling a few words - but the father and son still had a good understanding, Qi Ling felt that he might not be able to stand up.

When taking a bath at night, Qi Ling suddenly felt that his palms were a little hot, and the cold sweat burst out on his forehead. These are the precursors of combined heat.Qi Ling was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his alienation all of a sudden, so he quickly found the calming potion he had been keeping in the locker on the sink.

Qi Ling opened the lid, poured two pills out, and just stuffed them into his mouth, the door behind him was suddenly opened, Qi Ling was startled, his hand shook, all the medicine in the bottle rolled into the sink, behind him An Lan's doubtful voice came: "What are you eating?"

Qi Ling swallowed the medicine in his mouth, and flushed all the pills in the pool with boiling water. After eating anxiously, he coughed twice, and replied, "I didn't take anything."

An Lan stared at the overturned bottle by the sink. There was nothing written on the bottle. Seeing Qi Ling's averted gaze, he frowned and said, "Are you taking medicine?"

Qi Ling leaned against the sink, holding the bottle behind his back: "Can you knock on the door, I'm still naked."

"You've been washing for too long, I need to go to the toilet."

Qi Ling reluctantly picked up his clothes and walked straight to the door: "OK, I'll go out."

The next second, An Lan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Qi Ling's shoulder, and pressed Qi Ling against the wall. He approached Qi Ling suddenly, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was calm: "What medicine are you taking?"

It's over, the topic transfer failed.

The cold tempered bricks froze Qi Ling into a panic. He wrapped his lower body with clothes, and said with a curled mouth, "I didn't take any medicine."

An Lan's voice suddenly dropped: "Is it because of your previous incident? Are there sequelae?"

Qi Ling knew that that incident was a taboo for An Lan, and since then, whenever he showed a slight sign of discomfort, An Lan's eyes became panicked.Qi Ling felt uncomfortable. He didn't want An Lan to be so frightened because of himself, so he replied slowly: "No... I'm eating...peppermints..."

An Lan stared at Qi Ling for a long time, then suddenly said, "I want to eat too."

Qi Ling made a helpless expression: "I just ate the last one, and you scared the rest away."

An Lan leaned close to kiss Qi Ling's lips, slipped her tongue into his mouth, stirred it wantonly, then retracted and smacked her lips, squinting her eyes and said, "There is no mint flavor at all."

Qi Ling was stunned. Seeing that Qi Ling didn't refute, An Lan felt even more suspicious. He held Qi Ling to prevent him from leaving, and stared straight into Qi Ling's eyes.Qi Ling couldn't stand An Lan like this the most, An Lan's eyes were too clear and deep, as long as he was stared at, he couldn't tell his lies.

Qi Ling reached out and touched the back of his neck: "Sleeping pills."

An Lan was surprised: "You can't sleep?"

"It's been like this since I came back from the hospital." Qi Ling looked at An Lan's eyes with a worried look again, and said quickly: "But it's much better, and I shouldn't have to eat tomorrow."

Sometimes Qi Ling felt that he was too much of a jerk, and he always used various reasons to prevaricate An Lan, and he wanted to slap himself in the face.

An Lan reached out and pulled Qi Ling, dragged him to the bed, stuffed him into the quilt, and hugged him tightly from behind: "Sleep, I'll hold you."

"..."

"Go to sleep."

"It's okay to sleep, but you asked me to put on my clothes first."

An Lan was also impatient, he stretched out his hand across Qi Ling's bare buttocks, Qi Ling froze for a moment, and forced An Lan's hand away, thinking that he would not be able to harden after taking the medicine, so he quickly changed into pajamas, Close your eyes and fall asleep.An Lan's breath kept sweeping the back of her neck, making Qi Ling's heart flustered.

Qi Ling really didn't know what to do. He was shaken. Facing An Lan and his parents, his determination to keep this secret had begun to crumble.Although Qi Ling was not really unable to sleep, but this night, he really suffered from insomnia.