Pheromone Stealing Guide

Tan Qingye rubbed against Luo Xiyan's arms restlessly, biting Luo Xiyan's finger.The movement was gentle, just picking it up, not biting it down.

Luo Xiyan flicked his hand away in confusion, and Tan Qingye's chin directly rested on his chest.

Tan Qingye blinked pitifully: "I want to eat noodles."

That look made Luo Xiyan feel familiar.Many years ago, Tan Qingye seemed to be hugging his grandmother in this tone, coquettishly wanting to eat a bowl of noodles she made.

When my grandmother was young, the Luo family was still a little-known "small workshop".

The business has increased little by little, and I am so busy that I can only deal with it below.When people have money, their culinary skills degenerate to only cooking noodles.

In the years before her grandmother passed away, Luo Xiyan could often eat noodles cooked by her own hands.

After his grandmother left, he always wanted to make another bowl.He failed many times before and after, and he couldn't cook that kind of taste, but he finally learned how to cook noodles.

The memories of the past gradually filled up, cooling his confusion.

Luo Xiyan pulled him up from his arms, pressed him flat on the bed, and said in a gentle voice: "Wait quietly, if you move around, there will be nothing to eat."

As if he understood, Tan Qingye stopped struggling immediately.

After searching the kitchen for a long time, he didn't find any ingredients, and finally only found a pack of hot pot noodles.

He took half a pot of water and waited quietly until the water boiled.

Oily spots floated on the surface of the water, undulating on the surface of the small boiling water.

The rain outside the window is still falling, just like the day my grandmother left.

He remembered the look in his grandmother's eyes at that time. Although she didn't say anything, she could clearly feel the expectation.

Luo Xiyan knew that until the last moment, she was waiting for her son.

It's a pity that the expectation that was full of expectations turned into dust in the end, and there is no possibility of putting it back together.

Luo Xiyan often wondered whether his father would regret choosing the former between the summit and his grandmother, but he still had no answer.

He picked up the clear noodles, scooped up a little soup, and walked to the room.

He walked into the room lightly, looked at Tan Qingye who had already fallen asleep, and decided not to wake him up.

But just as he put the bowl on the bedside, Tan Qingye, who had kept his eyes closed, got up straight away, staring intently at the steam on the bedside bowl.

Luo Xiyan sighed, raised her face and sat aside.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Tan Qingye completely calmed down, lying on the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

Luo Xiyan sat idle for a long time before carefully tucking Tan Qingye's quilt back.

"The Luo family is my inescapable responsibility, but no matter what, I will never repeat my father's mistakes."

The lights went out as the morning stars twinkled, and Luo Xiyan lay beside Tan Qingye, falling asleep with the sound of rain.

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The next day, nine in the morning.

Tan Qingye got up from the bed and patted the back of his drowsy head.

By the window, Luo Xiyan was looking not far away, lost in thought.

Tan Qingye clearly remembered that he was extremely sleepy after drinking water last night, and fell asleep quickly.How could this be in the same room as Luo Xiyan?

Did you go to the wrong room?

Just as she was thinking, Luo Xiyan turned around when she heard the noise: "Are you awake?"

"En." Tan Qingye said hoarsely.

Luo Xiyan slowly approached the side of the bed, and lifted his chin with one hand: "It's for you."

Then bit his lip without warning.

Tan Qingye stared at Luo Xiyan dully, feeling the enthusiasm that rushed over him early in the morning.

The kiss was about to go deep, when Tan Qingye suddenly remembered the fact that he hadn't washed yet, and hurriedly pushed the person away: "Wait, wait, it's not good to do this early in the morning?"

Luo Xiyan chuckled lightly, and brushed the corner of Tan Qingye's mouth with her thumb: "When you were yelling for kisses in my room last night, didn't you think about it?"

Tan Qingye's half of his legs resting on the side of the bed disobediently took him out of the bed and bumped against the corner of the bedside cabinet.

He ignored the pain in his knee and looked shocked: "What?"

"Your wine taste is very bad," Luo Xiyan said, "Do you need me to count for you the two times you got drunk and what did you do to me?"

"Nonsense, when did I drink it yesterday..." Tan Qingye paused, remembering the strange drink he drank last night.

Luo Xiyan's brows lightened: "Last night, I saw a teapot in the kitchen sink. If I remember correctly, Liu Yuan mixed wine with a drink as a game punishment. They put it there because it tasted bad. .You...moved?"

Tan Qingye gasped, murderous aura surged up.

"He's done."

As he said that, the urge to settle accounts with Liu Yuan made him completely forget about his embarrassment, and went straight out of the room.

When Lin Sha passed by the corridor, she bumped into Xia Miao who came out of the room, and said hello generously: "Good morning."

Xia Miao's movement of shrinking her feet froze, she raised her hand shyly, and replied softly: "Morning".

Lin Sha smiled and turned her head to continue walking, just as she saw Tan Qingye coming out of Luo Xiyan's room.

If I remember correctly, she saw Luo Xiyan passing by her door before going to bed yesterday, and she didn't choose the same room as Tan Qingye at all.

She turned back abruptly, covered Xia Miao's eyes, and hid in the room with him.

After the excitement passed, she smelled the pheromone belonging to Xia Miao in the room.

She let go of her hand in embarrassment: "Although it's a bit rude, your pheromone smells very good."

Xia Miao lowered his head: "Jasmine is the pheromone with the largest base, and it is very common."

"Then what's the matter?" Lin Sha smiled, "Satisfaction is always for the individual, and I really like the scent of jasmine."

After finishing speaking, Lin Sha glanced out again to confirm that Tan Qingye was no longer in the corridor and was about to leave when Xia Miao's call suddenly came from behind: "Lin, Lin Sha."

Lin Sha turned her head and looked at Xia Miao whose eyes were shining brightly: "Huh?"

"No, nothing."

Lin Sha hinted at him: "You didn't see anything just now, did you?"

Seeing Xia Miao shaking her head hastily, Lin Sha left happily.

Xia Miao really didn't see anything, because as long as Lin Sha was by his side, his eyes couldn't tolerate anything else.

Tan Qingye searched the entire villa, but couldn't find Liu Yuan. Only then did he learn that he was picked up by his family early in the morning, so he had to postpone the plan to ask the teacher for his crime.

The protagonist of the event left, and everyone unanimously decided to return to school early.

For some reason, Tan Qingye always felt that everyone looked at him strangely, and even when he took the car back to school, no one carpooled with him and Luo Xiyan.

He was confused when he suddenly saw the corner of his mouth in the rearview mirror.

He leaned forward suddenly, and saw a pimple on the side of his mouth, because it was still in the embryonic stage, it looked more like a bright red caused by friction.

Only then did Tan Qingye understand the meaning of those eyes.

He turned his head angrily, pointed to the corner of his lips and said, "It's all because you always press the corners of my lips, I have acne."

Luo Xiyan's eyes drooped, and his eyes moved from the corner of his lips to his eyes: "When did I press it?"

"Just kiss..."

Realizing that he was being tricked, Tan Qingye froze for a moment, and his ears turned red when the words stuck in his mouth.

"Luo Xiyan!"

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