Little crying bag always wants to tag me

The first thing Yiling did when he arrived at the manor was to send a message to Bai Zexiao.

【I have arrived. 】

The other party responded quickly.

【Well, are you okay? 】

[It's okay. 】

Yi Ling looked at the staff outside who were busy arranging the wedding scene, sighed lightly, and added with a bow: 【It's just a little lonely. 】

【Do you want me to come over? 】

[Forget it, I'd better go back and find you when I'm done. 】

After Yiling replied to the message, he had already arrived at the private villa area of ​​the manor. The waiter opened the door, and Yi Jiancheng was sitting with the new wife Zhou Yi, and the family was happily eating fruits.

"Brother," seeing Yiling coming in, Yixiao was the first to stand up: "Are you here?"

Yi Jiancheng turned his head and frowned when he saw Yiling's clothes: "You came here in this suit?"

"No dress," Yi Ling shrugged, "This one is the most comfortable."

Yi Jiancheng's face was tense, and he was silent for a long time and told the secretary behind him: "Go and buy a suit according to the size of the young master."

"Can't you come if you don't wear a suit?" Yi Ling tilted his head: "Or does it mean that the deal between us without a suit doesn't count?"

Zhou Yi's expression changed, and she turned her head to look at Yi Jiancheng in a daze.

Yi Jiancheng's face was livid, and he didn't say much. After a long silence, he snorted coldly: "It's up to you."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and brushed past Yiling with a cold face.

As soon as Yi Jiancheng left, the atmosphere in the room instantly became weird. Zhou Yi had always been shy about his stepson, and now she even turned her head and pretended to look out the window, not daring to look at Yi Ling for another moment.

Yi Xiao was completely opposite to him, and took the initiative to come over and hold Yi Ling's hand: "Brother, sit down, this is the fruit that was just shipped from Hainan, it's very fresh, what do you want to eat, I'll get it for you."

Yi Ling frowned slightly. To be honest, he didn't quite understand his stepbrother. This kid has been close to him since the first time he met him. Treat yourself as an outsider.

Yi Xiao gently tugged on Yi Ling's arm, but Yi Ling didn't move.

"Big brother."

"You don't have to treat me like this." Yi Ling looked at him with calm eyes: "You are the young master of the Yi family, and your status is equal to mine, so there is no need to be so courteous to me."

Yi Xiao was stunned for a moment, this was the first time in a long time that Yi Ling had shared these words with him.

Zhou Yi was also surprised by Yi Ling's straightforwardness, and secretly glanced at the other party, only to see Yi Ling looking at her, so she immediately looked away.

Yi Ling couldn't help laughing out loud, this mother and son are really interesting.

"I'll go first, eat the fruit slowly."

Yi Ling turned and left, and casually said to the waiter who brought him over: "I don't live here, arrange a room in the guest area for me."

The rooms prepared for the guests are in the resort hotel in front of the villa, which is the place where Yiling just visited. White seats are neatly arranged on the green lawn on the first floor. This is the wedding scene of Yijiancheng.

Yi Ling looked out the window, wondering whether this was Yi Jiancheng's last conscience, at least the wedding scene did not follow the old Huxin Pavilion.

"Coincidentally, you're here too?"

Yi Ling turned his head and saw Qin Zhiyao in formal attire, with black leather shoes stepping on the carpet, walking towards him at a leisurely pace.

Yiling frowned: "Why are you here?"

"Don't forget that your father and I have known each other for a long time." Qin Zhiyao shrugged: "He knew that I had returned to China recently, so he also blackmailed me and sent the invitation."

Yiling sneered twice: "You are really everywhere!"

"That's not it," Qin Zhiyao laughed at himself, "I'm going to bore you to death, right?"

This kind of self-knowledge obviously didn't please Yiling, he turned around and was about to go to his room.

"How did you get here?" Qin Zhiyao caught up with Yi Ling: "I waited at your door for more than an hour, and then I found out that you left early."

"Does it have something to do with you?" Yiling glanced at him: "Just take care of yourself, who wants you to pick it up?"

"Indeed," Qin Zhiyao smiled: "It seems that I am self-indulgent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhiyao frowned slightly, and leaned in front of Yiling to sniff gently.

Yi Ling took a step back subconsciously, the hairs on his back stood on end, and looked at him with disgust: "What are you doing?"

Qin Zhiyao didn't speak, frowned slightly, his expression was a bit complicated, and he murmured in a low voice as if talking to himself: "Living with Bai Zexiao every day, the process has indeed accelerated."

Yiling listened intermittently, frowned and said, "What's the process?"

"Yiling," Qin Zhiyao said with a serious expression, "I know you have a lot of prejudice against me, but please believe me, I won't harm you, I—"

"Mr. Qin is here too."

The elevator door opened, and another pair of guests came out and greeted Qin Zhiyao.

Qin Zhiyao nodded with a smile, and exchanged a few pleasantries with the other party.When the other party left, Qin Zhiyao clicked his tongue, frowned and said, "It's inconvenient because there are too many people here. When the wedding is over, you go to the hospital with me. I have something to tell you."

"Hospital?" Yi Ling raised his eyebrows: "Your illness has finally been found out?"

Qin Zhiyao didn't answer, but looked at Yiling with a complicated expression.

No one answered the joke, Yiling smacked his lips: "Let's talk about it later."

"After the wedding is over, I'll come to you." Qin Zhiyao raised his foot to leave, but suddenly turned around and looked at Yiling with some uneasiness: "There are many people these two days, remember to avoid it."

Yi Ling looked at Qin Zhiyao's leaving back with a puzzled expression on his face.

What is this all about?

Qin Zhiyao left, and Yiling returned to his room. The furnishings in the room were beautiful, but everything seemed strange. Yiling lowered his head and played the game for a while, but he couldn't concentrate at all, and the game was messy.

Yiling threw the phone on the sofa in agitation, and reached out to touch his forehead as if he was used to it.

Still a little hot.

When he came here, he bought medicine. Yiling took out the medicine box in his pocket, but when he reached into it, he found a cool bottle.

Yi Ling took it out and saw that it was the perfume that Bai Zexiao gave him last time.For the convenience of carrying, Bai Zexiao specially packed a small bottle for him, and Yi Ling just put it in the pocket of his school uniform, and forgot about it after a long time.

Yiling put the bottle on the table, got up and poured a cup of hot water, opened the medicine box, broke off two pills, and stuffed them into his mouth.

After drinking the water, Yiling fell down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling boredly, and what Qin Zhiyao just said flashed through his mind from time to time.

He had a vague premonition in his heart, but he couldn't tell why.

Yi Ling tilted his head slightly, his gaze was attracted by the bottle of perfume on the table, for no reason, Yi Ling picked it up and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Dinner was eaten in the room, and Yi Ling didn't bother to go out until eight o'clock in the evening, when he was really uncomfortable, so he got up and went out for a walk.

He often came to this place when he was a child, so he was quite familiar with it.

There is a long corridor between the hotel and the private villa in the middle, which extends to the lake pavilion of an artificial lake. The pillars of the corridor are surrounded by layers of wisteria wood. When the flowers bloom, there are boundless purple prints. The lake is as beautiful as an oil painting.

At the end of the corridor is a small botanical garden, which is said to be the private property of a certain owner of the manor. After several sales, most of it has been abandoned.

Yiling's mother likes gardening, and took care of it for a while. Yiling followed her and often came here to play when she was a child.

There was no one in the botanical garden, only the faint yellow light from the surrounding street lamps.

Yiling opened the door and took a few glances inside.

The plants inside have been dead for a long time, and the whole house has fallen leaves.

Yi Ling stood quietly at the door for a long time before turning around and leaving. While walking, she stepped on a fallen leaf. Amidst the sound of the leaf cracking, there was a rustling sound from the depths of the botanical garden.

"Who's in there?"

The people inside didn't dare to talk, Yiling frowned, turned on the light of the phone, and walked slowly inside: "Who, talk."

In the small pavilion in the middle of the botanical garden, when the lights swept across, a person obviously lowered his head.

"I saw you," Yiling walked over in two or three steps, holding up the mobile phone and shining it into the pavilion. Under the dazzling light, the two disheveled people immediately closed their eyes.

Yiling saw the faces of the two of them clearly, and said in disbelief, "Yixiao?!"

Yi Xiao was taken aback for a moment, turned his head suddenly, his eyes were full of panic: "Brother, big brother?!"

Yi Ling turned his head to look at the person under him, who noticed Yi Ling's gaze, turned his face away shyly, and buried himself in Yi Xiao's arms.

If he hadn't done this action, Yiling wouldn't be able to remember it.

"This is you, that boyfriend that day?" Yi Ling frowned: "Why is he here?"

"It's none of his business," Yi Xiao hurriedly stood in front of the young boy, "Yes, I brought him here secretly."

Sneaky boyfriend over at parents' wedding? !

Yi Ling was so fascinated by this operation that he was speechless for a long time.

"Brother, I, I didn't do this on purpose," Yi Xiao grabbed Yi Ling's arm: "We can't be apart for so long, I can only bring him here."

"Brother," Yi Xiao begged, "Please don't tell Dad."

Yiling's face was full of black lines, he didn't want to take care of this cheap little brother's private affairs at all, but he had no choice but to run into him.

"I haven't been here today, I haven't seen you, and I haven't seen anything." Yi Ling turned his head indifferently: "What happens to you has nothing to do with me."

Only then did the tension on Yixiao's face disappear a little, and he grabbed Yiling's hand excitedly: "Thank you, brother!"

As soon as he grabbed it, Yi Ling realized that the boy's palms were too hot, and then looked up at the faces of the two, as if they were freshly steamed shrimp.

Red is not normal.

Yiling raised his eyebrows: "Did you kowtow?"

"No," Yi Xiao looked bewildered, and then touched his face shyly: "That's right, it was a little bit just now, I couldn't help it."

Yi Ling pursed her lips, and suddenly had the urge to insert her ears.

He really didn't come out to listen to the young couple talking about their intimate details!

In order to prevent Yi Xiao, who never regarded himself as an outsider, from talking more, Yi Ling hurriedly left with the words "I'll go first".

This incident can be regarded as a small episode.

Yi Xiao hides his little lover tightly, he is still Yi Jiancheng's obedient son in front of others, but occasionally he looks a little unnatural when meeting Yi Ling's eyes.

Yi Ling didn't care much about it at all, what he should do, it had nothing to do with him in the first place.

Until the morning of the wedding, something went wrong.

The wedding was scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning.

Yiling woke up at nine o'clock, washed up briefly, and was about to go out, but when the door was opened, a strange smell flooded into Yiling's nose.

Yi Ling's heart jumped a few times, he grabbed the doorknob, and took a few deep breaths as if drowning.

It is the taste of alpha pheromone.

This was the first time he had clearly sensed pheromone, and without any reason, he was sure that it was the smell of alpha pheromone.

Yi Ling frowned, and a tingling heat rushed to his cheeks.

Such a strong pheromone content can only be produced under one condition.

Someone sent q.