abo the imperial wolf dog and the venomous professor

"Try it."

Ludwig picked up a piece of ice fish and brought it to Zhong Ning's mouth.

The moment the food entered his mouth, Zhong Ning quickly widened his beautiful phoenix eyes: "Well, it's delicious!"

Ludwig: "I guess you'll like it." He fed another slice.

Zhong Ning was a little shy, and this kind of behavior was a little intimate.

After he swallowed another piece of ice fish, he added a spoonful of braised hare to Ludwig.

Ludwig likes this dish very much. The last time he ate, his appetite was so large that it was scary.

"I can do it myself, you can eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"What's your plan for the afternoon?" Ludwig helped Zhong Ning wipe off the sauce from his mouth.

"Watch a movie?"

"Is there a theater near here?"

"You don't need to go out, I downloaded it a long time ago, but I haven't had time to read it." It's strange that Professor Zhong, who is not only going to the laboratory but also the library on weekends, took two full days to come up with the idea.

Maybe it was because of eating too much ice fish, Zhong Ning felt a dull pain in his stomach when he put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.

As a Frankenstein who spends many years in the lab and often forgets to eat during work, it is impossible to have a healthy stomach.

So at first he didn't take it seriously.

When everything was packed and the two of them nestled on the sofa, they were in extreme pain.

Ludwig wiped his cold sweat in a panic: "What's the matter, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhong Ning clutched his stomach and leaned on the sofa: "No, it's an old problem, it will be fine in a while."

"Is there any medicine at home?"

Following Zhong Ning's instructions, Ludwig dug out stomach medicine from the drawer.

"Don't worry, it's just a little cold."

"I should have stopped you from ordering just now." The ice fish was still too cold for Zhong Ning's fragile stomach.

"I don't blame you, it's because I have a bad stomach and am greedy."

"Did you often have stomach pains before?" He saw that there were many kinds of stomach medicine just now.

"It's not a big problem to always forget the time when you start an experiment."

Seeing Ludwig's tightly furrowed eyebrows, Zhong Ning closed his mouth. If it was his previous blind date, who ruined the date because of gluttony, then there would be tons of poison waiting for him, Zhong Ning I don't think there is any difference in my behavior today, and Ludwig deserves it for being unhappy.

"If you're angry, you can scold if you want."

Ludwig sighed: "I'm very angry, but I didn't intend to scold you."

Zhong Ning's eyes widened, he didn't really understand...

Ludwig hugged him from behind, pressed his hot palms to his stomach, and slowly rubbed clockwise: "I'm angry because I feel distressed, so take care of yourself when I'm not around, don't make me worry ?"

Zhong Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and was also in the mood to joke: "Look, which of us is 9 years older than the other?"

"I don't think people would vote for someone who couldn't eat on time."

Zhong Ning smiled: "Yes, after all, the other one is so long-winded."

After speaking, he relaxed his body and completely handed over the weight to the alpha behind him.

Ludwig wanted to protest the accusation, but the person in his arms had already closed his eyes with a smile. He adjusted a more comfortable posture, and fell asleep sweetly with his beloved omega in his arms.

It may be that the stomach medicine has taken effect, or it may be that Ludwig's embrace is too comfortable, Zhong Ning quickly fell asleep.

When Zhong Ning woke up, he was thinking that human beings are really amazing animals.

A month ago, he and Ludwig were sitting in the dining room in formal attire, with their backs straight as if ready to be interviewed at any time, polite and distant.

But now, Ludwig was wearing a homely short-sleeved shirt, leaning on the sofa behind him holding a book, his golden-brown hair was somewhat obtrusive, and a tuft was tied on top of his head.

"Are you awake?" Ludwig closed the book, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Zhong Ning found that Ludwig's hand was covering his stomach all the time, and felt a little guilty: "Is your arm okay?"

The strong alpha immediately threw away his integrity: "It's a bit sour to say that."

"Then what should I do? I'll rub it for you."

"It couldn't be better." Ludwig's invisible tail shook.

I slept with my sweetheart in my arms, and when I woke up, my soft omega (student: hehe) pressed my arm for a long time.

His Royal Highness hummed happily on the way back.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Emperor: Hehe, it's all left over from Lao Tzu's play.

Queen: My back hurts!

Emperor: Here it comes (starting to kill chickens skillfully) They told you to stop playing mechs for a while, do you think you are young with old arms and legs?

Queen: Get out!