Dress as the notorious Omega

Since he couldn't get up, Su Yan could only use his free hand to touch the phone on the side, and opened the novels he collected a few days ago.

Just when he saw the clip where Xiao Shou was abused by the slag Gong, and then he successfully kicked the ball and ran away, tears were streaming down his face, but at the same time, he felt a little sour from the slag Gong, but when he saw the following sentence, "The butler said, 'Master, you The man you've been looking for for five years is actually a woman, and she gave birth to six children for you,'" he wiped his tears, and finally couldn't hold back and cursed in a low voice, "Mother Ganlin".

In an instant, there was a complicated feeling of eating shit and being covered by someone.

He flipped back a few pages quickly, and was surprised to find that Xiao Shou was actually a man, but Xiao Shou's sister had a relationship with Gong, Su Yan's face turned dark with anger.

"What the hell is this..."

Su Yan took a deep breath and directly turned to the last page of the novel.

The ending almost sucked him out of breath—at the end of the novel, Gong loves Shou, Shou loves his younger sister, his younger sister loves his dead first love, the dead first love is Shou's father, Shou's father fell in love with Gong's mother, Gong's mother loves Gong's father the most, and Gong's father loves Shou the most.

Good guy, Su Yan called him a good guy, this is actually a gossip formation.

Shocked, Su Yan was glad that the author didn't include himself in this novel.

Feeling that she had been cheated of her feelings, Su Yan put the phone back under the pillow, closed her eyes and lay peacefully beside Jun Zhiqian.

When he came back to sleep, he had a dream that his left arm was about to be amputated lying on the operating table, and the surgeon was Mr. Jun. The scene was bloody and bloody.

Jun Zhiqian held up the scalpel and asked him if he wanted to cut off the other arm as well.

Early the next morning, when Su Yan was brushing his teeth, he saw Jun Zhiqian walking into the bathroom. He was startled, and quickly took a step back, opening the distance between the two of them.

His actions were too deliberate, Jun Zhiqian was a little puzzled, but he didn't speak.

It wasn't until Su Yan pinched the toothbrush tremblingly with his fingers and put it back on the shelf that Jun Zhiqian glanced at him lightly, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing!" Su Yan squeezed out a smile, and quickly put the toothbrush back into the distance.

After Su Yan finished speaking, he pretended to say goodbye to Jun Zhiqian calmly, walked out of the bathroom with stiff steps, closed the door, and he slumped on the ground—the scene in the dream where Jun Zhiqian opened himself up with a chainsaw was too much. To be honest, when Su Yan saw him, he felt that his unicorn arm was not safe.

He walked down the stairs, and the little friend Yuan Pingjiang was standing in the garden teasing the black and white birds.

"Hmph, who is playing with what kind of bird..." Su Yan muttered in a low voice, bypassing the Yuanping River and walking towards the kitchen.

When passing by Yuan Pingjiang, Su Yan suddenly heard Yuan Pingjiang say, "Playing with birds? Whose bird are you playing with?"

There is nothing wrong with these words, but for Su Yan, an old pervert, it is definitely driving in the open and in the dark.

Su Yan was not to be outdone, "Whoever plays will know, do I still have to say you play birds?"

Yuan Pingjiang pushed his glasses with one hand in an extremely pretentious manner, and showed the small animal in his palm to Su Yan.

The tone was very arrogant, "Look, this is a tropical penguin, not a bird at all. Anyone who has studied biology well knows that penguins are birds..."

"Penguin?!" Su Yan blinked vigorously, only to see that there was indeed a fat penguin no bigger than a palm standing in Qingyuan Pingjiang's palm. The little guy looked at Su Yan and tilted his head like him.

Jun Zhiqian's small garden kept a lot of these little things, and it was the first time Su Yan knew that it was a penguin.

"Aren't the penguins in Antarctica? How come..."

Yuan Pingjiang rubbed the little penguin's stomach with his fingers, and sneered, "It's so old that it's still in the Antarctic and the North Pole. Household pets like tropical penguins can survive anywhere."

Yuan Pingjiang pinched the little penguin's feet again, and suddenly asked half-truthfully, "Su Yan, you are not an ancient person who traveled through time, did you? You don't even know this."

Su Yan rolled her eyes, yes, I am your ancestor.

Of course he didn't say this, Su Yan snorted, resisted the urge to touch the little penguin, turned his back with a blue face and left.

The grievances with Yuan Pingjiang began when they went to pick him up at the airport.

Because he was looking for an instrumentalist for Su Yan, and he came back from abroad, Su Yan had to work hard to deal with it.

The airport was crowded with people. Su Yan looked at the photos Jun Zhiqian showed him. He was quite handsome. He was not too tall at 1.8 meters, but he was still outstanding.

Su Yan glanced at Jun Zhiqian as he thought about it, in his heart he felt that Mr. Jun, who was much taller than himself, was doing well.

It would be great if Mr. Jun took the initiative...

Jun Zhiqian seemed to be a little cold towards him when he was not in the fever period.

Su Yan is not so hungry that he has to hang it on Jun Zhiqian's waist as a pendant, but he feels that his charm is still enough.

I just don't know if that Yuan Pingjiang is the same as Jun Zhiqian who is abstinent and quiet.

While waiting in the lounge of the VIP channel, Su Yan suddenly felt that he was going to the bathroom.

Hurrying to the men's bathroom, the doors of the cubicles were all closed. Su Yan unzipped his trousers, and before he had time to "release the water", he heard someone in a certain cubicle calling on the phone.

Originally, Su Yan didn't have a habit of eavesdropping on other people's phone calls, but the bathroom was too quiet, so he thought the man's voice was very nice, so he listened to it while "turning on the water".

It doesn't matter what you hear, the man in the cubicle seems very depressed, complaining non-stop.

Su Yan listened and pricked up his ears.

"...I actually didn't want to come, and I have to give my friend face..."

"How do I know that he found such an omega? Tell me, besides the face, where else is there to be redeemed?!" Hearing this sentence, Su Yan turned to look at herself on the mirror of the washstand and raised her eyebrows— — It’s not that he’s bragging, he thinks that rant just now is very suitable for Su Yan in the original book.

"...You've heard it too. That omega can't do anything. He's cruel, vicious, and scheming. What do you think Zhiqian thinks?!"

Zhiqian... Su Yan turned her head to "appreciate" her movements and froze, her breath was stuck in her throat, unable to move up or down.

Is the co-author really talking about me?

Su Yan gritted her back molars and zipped her trousers hard.

He walked to the door of the cubicle where the sound came from in three steps at a time, and was about to slam the door open with his hand up, to scold the person who spoke ill of him.

But I heard the man continue to say: "...Forget it, he just imported straw bags, what kind of music, huh, does he know the staff?"

Su Yan thought that arguing with him at this time would be equivalent to acquiescing to the string of stinky words he just said. He might as well give in to the sea and the sky, but when he heard him mocking that he didn't know how to play music, he raised and lowered his tangled words several times. The hand finally hit the door heavily.

"Who is it?! Someone inside..."

Su Yan didn't care about this, he rolled his eyes and turned around and ran away, he didn't care if the man was so frightened that his shit was cut off.

Back to Jun Zhiqian, Su Yan deliberately asked as soon as he sat down, "Mr. Jun, is it good to get in touch with Mr. Yuan?"

"It's okay," Jun Zhiqian replied flatly, "I'm a workaholic."

Su Yan pouted - he was still a gossip guy.

Seeing Yuan Pingjiang, an ascetic musician in a suit, leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses, with a perfect head-to-body ratio standing in front of him, Su Yan originally wondered if it was this person, but he opened his mouth.

Su Yan slapped his thigh suddenly, it was this guy!

Yuan Pingjiang looked polite and smiling brightly, but Su Yan actually saw him wipe his hands with a disinfectant wipe after shaking hands with her.

Every time Su Yan thought of that scene, she would get angry.

But Yuan Pingjiang didn't lie to him. Sure enough, he saw many black and white little penguins hiding in the flowers and grass along the way. Later he learned that Jun Zhiqian's family raised hundreds of them. Shrimp survive.

So cute...Su Yan looked back to see that Yuan Pingjiang had disappeared, and then bent down and reached out to the little penguin in the bushes.

Her heart was full of pink bubbles, especially when she saw the baby penguin whose fluff hadn't faded, Su Yan's heart was turned into a puddle of non-Newtonian fluid.

Cute pet Saigao!

Su Yan carefully touched the baby penguin's belly, with a spring-like orgasm expression on her face.

"like very much?"

A sudden question rushed into his ears along with warm breaths, Su Yan staggered, and lay down straight in the bushes, startling a group of little penguins to flee in all directions.

He raised his head grinning, and saw Jun Zhiqian in front of him, and swallowed all the [-]-word swear words that came out of his mouth.

"Mr. Jun..." Su Yan still had lingering fears about last night's dream, and only dared to call his name.

Jun Zhiqian came to ask him to have breakfast, but he didn't expect to see Su Yan holding Lagrange in both hands, overflowing with maternal love.

That's right, every tropical penguin has a name, and this one is called Lagrange.

"Like Lagrange?"

Su Yan asked in bewilderment, "Is it a Lagrangian function?" The one that made me fail countless times in college?

"Yes, that's the name."

Jun Zhiqian actually admitted it!

Su Yan tilted her head and stretched out her trembling fingers as if she had Parkinson's, "Then this one?"

"He's Fibonacci, a male penguin."

Su Yan was a little desperate when he heard the name, and he pointed to the little penguin who kissed Fibonacci again and again, "This should only be a little girl, a female mathematician... Could it be Hypatia?"

Jun Zhiqian was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head, "His name is Turing, these two are just the loveliest couple among all the tropical penguins, they broke up a while ago, and then reconciled."

"Turing? The father of the computer who was persecuted to death at a young age because of his sexuality?"

"Yes."

Su Yan suddenly felt that Jun Zhiqian might be a romanticist under the shell of realism. He was obviously just a group of penguins no bigger than a palm, but he remembered every name and even told their stories.

Thinking of Jun Zhiqian, who is 1.9 meters tall, squatting in the bushes to observe the life of the little penguins, Su Yan couldn't help but smile.

"I'm hungry," Su Yan tugged at Jun Zhiqian's sleeve, and rolled his eyes, "Mr. Jun take me to eat."

"Ah."

When not discussing the little penguin, Jun Zhiqian returned to his previous stern silence, but Su Yan's footsteps became much lighter intentionally or unintentionally.

The distance with Jun Zhiqian seems to have shrunk a lot.

[The author has something to say: Tropical penguins are edited by me

The spicy chicken novel in the article is also edited by me

It's true that Mr. Jun is a romantic science guy hhh

If someone sees it, please make a sound.]