Omega dressed as a supernatural physique

When Lu Jingwei walked back from the kitchen to the living room, his mother was already holding his mobile phone and was communicating with Yan Mo by voice.

"Xiao Yan, you must come to our house to play when you have time! Auntie will cook delicious dishes for you." Zeng Rong had a smile on his face, and couldn't help but patted the sofa when he spoke.

When she heard the footsteps, she turned her head and saw Lu Jingwei, and immediately waved at him: "Hurry up, hurry up, Xiao Yan has been waiting for you for a long time."

Lu Jingwei looked at the lit phone screen, paused for a few seconds, then nodded and took it back.

"What's the matter?" He asked softly towards the other end as soon as he closed the door.

There are still many doubts in his mind now, and his thoughts have not been fully put on this phone call.

Yan Mo could hear the absent-mindedness in his words, and couldn't help wondering if something happened to the other party: "Aren't you happy when you're on vacation?"

This time Lu Jingwei didn't answer right away, he walked to the bed and sat down, feeling an indescribable exhaustion in his body, as if his brain had received too much information and was overwhelmed for a while.

He closed his eyes, lay down on the bed, and seriously considered whether to tell the other party about it.

But if he had the right to choose, Lu Jingwei actually didn't want to care about these things at all.

But the fact is that he has no choice, he is now the original owner in the eyes of others, and he cannot escape at all.

Lu Jingwei didn't know how to tell Yan Mo, but raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Yes, some things make people breathless."

It was the first time for Yan Mo to hear the other party speak to him in such a fragile tone, and he was unavoidably surprised.

He glanced at the time on the wall, and persuaded: "Then don't think about it, get a good sleep first, and it will be resolved when you wake up."

"Okay." Lu Jingwei did not refuse, in fact, he also felt his emotional pressure.

Maybe he should really take a break, he thought before hanging up.

Lu Jingwei maintained the original posture, turned his head and fell asleep on the bed.

Maybe it was because he had experienced too many things today, he slept very deeply this time, his physical fatigue seemed to go away, and his thoughts were calmed down.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Lu Jingwei was woken up by the loud noise outside the door.

When he woke up, his eyes were completely dark, and he still couldn't tell where he was. Instead, he opened his eyes and looked into the room for half a minute before gradually regaining consciousness.

After waking up, the voices outside the house became very clear, even through the door panel.

Lu Jingwei even thought it was his fucking square dance partner coming over with a stereo.

He sat up from the bed, twisted his neck and planned to take a shower, but before he could put on his shoes, there was a loud knock on the door of the room.

The knock on the door sounded urgent, as if something important had happened.

Now Lu Jingwei couldn't bear this kind of fright anymore, and couldn't help but want to jump back into bed and get under the covers.

But before he could implement it, the fucking shouts sounded: "Lu Lu, why are you locking the door? Someone is here to see you, come out quickly."

Hearing this, Lu Jingwei backed down even more. He seemed to be suffering from door opening phobia, and he was afraid that some strangers would suddenly grab him, either asking him for someone, or saying that he knew him.

But he is at home at this time, and he can't be a turtle under the protection of his parents.

Lu Jingwei ran to the toilet to wash his face with cold water, and then mustered up the courage to walk to the door again.

He didn't remember how he unscrewed the door, but he froze in place when he saw the figure sitting in the living room.

Lu Jingwei never expected to see Yan Mo on his sofa. He was sitting next to his father, clasped his hands, looking a little uncomfortable, but his face was still as calm as ever.

At the same time, the tea table in his house was filled with various colorful bags, which looked like various kinds of food used for bribery.

The shock in Lu Jingwei's heart hadn't been suppressed, and he subconsciously asked, "Why are you here?"

Yan Mo was about to get up, but was held down by Zeng Rong who had just come out of the kitchen. She smiled and put a plate of washed cherries into the opponent's hand, then turned her head and shouted at Lu Jingwei: "You are carrying a What are you doing with the chicken nest head? You have only been on vacation for a few days, and you are almost an antique, do you know that?"

Lu Jingwei looked down at his outfit, sleeping out of wrinkled pajamas, the red cotton mop his mother knitted for him, and the hair he forgot to tidy up just after waking up. , especially compared with Yan Mo.

But the biggest problem now doesn't seem to be this, it is obvious that the other party suddenly sitting here is even more terrifying, okay?

Lu Jingwei didn't pay attention to the fucking lesson, but rushed to Yan Mo at the speed of light, grabbed his hand, turned around and ran into his room.

Seeing this, Zeng Rong was about to educate Lu Jingwei again, but Lu Zhaoxing who was beside him quickly pulled him back and gave him a wink.

When the door was closed, Lu Jingwei locked it up again worryingly, before turning to look at Yan Mo.

"You, how do you know my address?" He touched his hair embarrassingly, trying to tidy it up.

"There are always more solutions than difficulties." Yan Mo raised his hand to touch Lu Jingwei's face, lowered his head and looked at him, and added: "I asked someone else."

Lu Jingwei quickly pressed the back of Yan Mo's hand, trying to stop the other party from messing around. He hadn't forgotten that his parents were sitting outside.

"What did you say to my dad?" He dragged Yan Mo a few more steps in, he had no choice but to know his mother's character too well, so he couldn't guarantee that the other party would not lie outside the door and eavesdrop on the corner.

Yan Mo saw his nervousness, and quickly clasped Lu Jingwei's fingers into his palm: "Say we will live together in the future, and I will take care of you."

Lu Jingwei looked at Yan Mo's serious expression, and immediately understood what the other party meant.

Since Ji Jinghong came last time, the other party has been with him for the next two weeks, but he hasn't told his parents about it, it's a secret between the two of them.

But Yan Mo never did anything out of bounds to him, except for Lu Jingwei being a little awkward, most nights he felt full of security because of the presence of the other party.

It's just that Yan Mo didn't say that he would tell his parents about this before. Who knew that the other party would come to confess suddenly today, and he didn't tell him in advance.

Lu Jingwei still felt embarrassed because of his embarrassed appearance, he looked down at his slippers, and couldn't help but say: "Whoever meets their parents when they fall in love in high school, you are so sure, in case we After breaking up, I will see you."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Mo hugged Lu Jingwei into his arms without letting Lu Jingwei finish the rest.

Lu Jingwei leaned against Yan Mo's chest, smelled the familiar aura of the other party, and stopped what he wanted to say.

He wasn't really angry in the first place, the main reason was that the other party came over suddenly, and he didn't even say hello to his parents. If his parents were unhappy, they might have thrown Yan Mo down the stairs.

After hugging like this for more than ten seconds, Yan Mo opened his mouth again, in order to answer Lu Jingwei's previous question.

"If there is a day, I will mark you for life first, and then I will propose marriage to your parents. If you are unwilling to agree, I will have to wait downstairs at your house every day."

Lu Jingwei was hearing the key point, but the other party suddenly stopped talking. He was curious, and quickly raised his head to ask: "What are you waiting for?"