The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

With his back to Qiu Yun, the man stood beside the car with his back straight.

Qiu Yun couldn't see his face, but he could only see his tall and straight figure from his back, about 190 centimeters in height. The young man next to him took his arm and leaned over most of his body intimately - the movements were skillful and natural , as if done countless times like this.

But it also made the young man snuggled by his side extraordinarily petite.

——Just like a father with a son.

The idea that popped up in his mind suddenly amused Qiu Yun.

He lowered his eyes and chuckled, then raised his eyes again to look intently, only to see that the man withdrew his arm at some point and was looking up at him.

Qiu Yun quickly put down the curtains, leaned against the edge of the wall, and frowned slightly: so sharp?

[Alpha has mental power. 】The little mirror reminded.

Qiu Yun was stunned for a moment, then turned around and laughed, his fixed thinking made him forget that this is an ABO world.He walked to the sofa and sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and asked the little mirror while drinking: [Is that man downstairs Yuan? 】

[Judging from the soul breath, it is him. 】The little mirror replied.

Qiu Yun nodded, pinching the cup pensively, leaning on the back of the sofa, tapping his thighs with his fingers - what is the purpose of heaven sending him to this world?

If it is different from the four lives he experienced before?

The difference is that the 'Yuan' in this life can not only live past the age of 30, but also suppress the two sons of heaven in this world so that they will never recover.

That's it?

What catches your eyes?

Qiu Yun threw her doubts to the little mirror.

The small mirror is a reincarnation mirror.

Traveling through time and space is one of its commonly used abilities, and it also has a less-used ability to investigate the fate of everything in the world.

At this moment, after hearing the doubts of the immortal, he silently transmitted the plot it had detected to the immortal.

Qiu Yun saw the scene of the sky collapsing and the earth cracking in his mind, and immediately frowned: [The world collapsed? 】

The little mirror nodded and said: [Has the Immortal ever heard of the Son of the World? 】

[What is the difference between the Son of Heaven and the Son of Luck? 】Qiu Yun asked.

The little mirror hesitated for a moment, and then said: [This is a small world that has just been born. 】

[The order and laws of the small world are not perfect, so the source of the world will give birth to a spirit. This spirit will be reborn in the world, experience the seven emotions and six desires, and when the mission is completed, it will abandon the body, body and seven emotions and six desires, and fit into the way of heaven. 】

It tries to be as simple as possible so that the immortal can understand: [Take this world as an example, it is like a computer full of loopholes, when it sent the son of the world to perfect the repair system, a virus broke in.

If the virus destroys the core of the computer, the world will collapse. 】

[Understood, Yuan is the virus that destroys the core, but...] Qiu Yun sat up straight and put the cup on the table: 【How can the son of the world like Shang Yuan? 】

【Isn't this normal? 】The little mirror said indifferently: 【Yuan, like my master, was born from chaos and was born to be loved by spirits.The energy of chaos that he carries can hatch countless small worlds like this.

Ordinary people can't feel it, but Zhao Yan'an is not like ordinary people. He was conceived by the origin of the world, and he instinctively approaches and likes Yuan. Moreover, if he is loved by Yuan, he will give up one or two. The benefits are beyond your imagination. 】

It turns out that 'Yuan' was regarded as Tang monk meat by Xiaoshijie.

【correct. 】The little mirror said again: 【This small world has been reshaped by time. 】

Qiu Yun looked surprised, and was about to ask what was going on, when there was a knock on the door.

"Master, sir, please go downstairs."

Qiu Yun suppressed the surprise in his heart, went to the door and knocked.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the door.

The footsteps went further and further away, and the door was opened only after they completely disappeared at the end.

The aisle outside the door was deserted and empty, and there was no sign of popularity.

He walked down the stairwell to the first floor, and the warm living room was full of laughter and laughter, which seemed to be two worlds from the third floor where he lived.

In the living room, Zhao Yanan was sitting beside Zhou Qiyuan like a sparrow, chattering.

Sitting opposite Zhou Qiyuan, Zhao's father chatted happily with a young man with a gentle temperament, neat clothes and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.Mother Zhao came out of the kitchen with a cup of tea and placed it in front of the young man.

The young man quickly stood up and said cautiously, "Thank you, Mrs.

"Good boy, sit down, don't be polite to the teacher's wife." Zhao's mother sat beside Zhao Yan'an with a smile.

Zhao Yan'an was like a baby who hadn't been weaned, twisting around and holding Zhao's mother's arm, half of his body leaned towards her.

Zhao's mother smiled helplessly, and even pinched her younger son's nose, then bent down and picked up the tea cup on the table, brought it to Zhao Yan'an's mouth, and said softly: "Drink your mouth water to moisten your throat, your lips are so tender." Say it."

Zhao Yan'an hugged Zhao's mother's arm and said in a low voice, "I'm glad that Uncle Qi Yuan is back."

Zhou Qiyuan never spoke.

Qiu Yun could only see the back of the opponent's head, which was meticulously cared for.

On the other hand, Father Zhao, who was sitting across from him talking with the young man, seemed to have thought of something, raised his eyes and asked Zhou Qiyuan: "Qiyuan, how long will you stay this time?"

Zhou Qiyuan adjusted his sitting posture, raised his right hand, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said wearily, "The department has just finished a case and has a week's rest."

The man's voice is nice.

Like a cool breeze in summer, it is cool and not biting.

It was quite different from what Qiu Yun thought.

Following Zhao Yanping's memory, he lowered his head, let his bangs cover his brows and eyes, pursed his lips and walked downstairs, Zhao Yan'an's pleasant surprise sounded in the living room.

"Seven days? Uncle Qi Yuan, do you want to stay for a few days?"

"This..." Zhou Qiyuan looked at Professor Zhao with some embarrassment.

Professor Zhao was about to stop the younger son, when he caught sight of the older son walking down the stairs out of the corner of his eye, he quickly stood up, and beckoned to Qiuyun calmly, "Yanping, come here."

As soon as these words came out, the living room fell silent.

As soon as Zhao's mother heard the eldest son's name, the smile on her face gradually faded.

Zhao Yan'an poked his head out curiously. His short chestnut hair was soft and smooth, hanging obediently around his ears. Seeing his brother, the corners of his lightly raised lips curled into a brilliant arc: "Brother, come and sit with me."

After speaking, he wrapped around Mother Zhao again, shook Mother Zhao's arm, and said coquettishly, "Mom, can you make me a cup of black tea? I remember that Brother likes to drink this."

Zhao's mother doesn't like the eldest son, but she can't refuse the younger son's acting like a baby.

She nodded lovingly on the forehead of her younger son: "You are the only one with sweet lips."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the kitchen without looking sideways, without giving Qiu Yun a single extra look.

Zhao Yan'an grinned, patted the seat beside him and beckoned Qiu Yun to come and sit down.

Qiuyun passed by Zhou Qiyuan who was sitting outside, and sat down beside Zhao Yan'an according to his words.

Zhao Yan'an is worthy of being the spirit conceived by the source of the world. He didn't care about Qiu Yun's gloomy temperament and resistance all over his body. of.

"Brother, it's so rare to see you go downstairs." Zhao Yan'an raised his head and said with a smile, "It's just that, I learned how to make a cake with my mother recently, so don't go upstairs in a hurry, I'll make it for you to eat. "

Qiu Yun lowered his head, and he was as stiff as a student meeting the dean.

Professor Zhao looked at the two sons with very different personalities, and sighed in his heart: "Xiao Jiang, this is my eldest son Zhao Yanping."

Xiao Jiang, that is, Jiang Ling's dark eyes quickly flashed a dark light, then he stood up and stretched out his hand, smiling like a spring breeze: "Junior brother, hello."

Qiu Yun caught a glimpse of the slender fingers in front of him, raised his head expressionlessly, and stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Ling's fingers vainly.

Jiang Ling's expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal, smiled, and sat back awkwardly but politely.

"Yanping." Professor Zhao said helplessly, "It's wrong for you to do this."

Hearing this, Qiu Yun raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ling, who was quite outstanding in appearance, pursed his lips, and was about to speak, when a clear and pleasant voice sounded beside him——

"I remember Yanping has autism?"

It was Zhou Qiyuan who spoke.

He swept across Jiangling with displeasure, and looked at the seemingly gloomy, but actually unsociable young man, his eyes softened, and he said in a gentle voice: "You can walk out of the room without ignoring the goodwill from others, it is already very good." Have courage."

Qiu Yun turned his face in surprise, looked at Zhou Qiyuan with a gentle face, and fixed his eyes on his eyebrows.

The plot said that Jiang Ling's eyebrows and eyes resembled Zhou Qiyuan, but he saw that the two had no similarities except that they both had a pair of red phoenix eyes.

Compared with Jiangling's gentle and harmless handsome man, Zhou Qiyuan looks quite aggressive.

It is the kind of beauty that fades away all the greenness and makes the facial lines tougher.But he has a gentle temperament, which neutralizes the impact of appearance.

Qiu Yun looked at him for a moment, then raised his eyebrows suddenly.

The originally taciturn boy suddenly came to life, like a naughty kitten, which made Zhou Qiyuan startled, as if his heart had been scratched by a cat's paw, and he was so itchy that he looked again.

But he found that the boy looked away at some point, and sat obediently like a primary school student with his head lowered, with his hands still on his lap, as if everything before was just his illusion.

He stared at the well-behaved young man thoughtfully, and nodded on the sofa with his fingers - why didn't he find Zhao Yanping, the Zhao family, so interesting before?

Not only is it interesting, but it's even more pleasing to the eye than before, especially the one with raised eyebrows...

Professor Zhao originally wanted to introduce the excellent Jiang Ling to his eldest son.

This is a genetic world.

Alpha is a born leader, and Omega is a vassal born of Alpha.

And Beta is like a worker bee in a bee colony, serving AO.

Although the country advocates equality for all, the unspoken rules under equality have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Even if there are some people who are dissatisfied, there are only a small number of people who are successful, and Jiangling is one of the examples of success.

Professor Zhao knew that the eldest son had low self-esteem because of his Beta status.

But Beta is not something to be ashamed of, just like his student Jiangling, being admitted to a top university as a Beta and becoming his student shows that Beta is not useless.

But the son seemed extremely repulsed to communicate with Jiangling.

Professor Zhao shook his head helplessly, greeted Jiang Ling and Zhou Qiyuan to have lunch, and asked the eldest son to go back to his room.

Qiu Yun breathed a sigh of relief pretending to be relaxed, put down the bowl, turned around and went upstairs.

As soon as I reached the second floor, I heard Zhou Qiyuan say: "I thought about it for a while, my brother will definitely urge me to go to the gene bank to match a partner when I go back. Instead of being nagged by him, I might as well stay in the professor's house for a few days."

After Qiu Yun raised her foot, she heard Zhao Yanan say in surprise, "Uncle Qi Yuan, you agreed to stay? Hurry up! Aunt Lin, clean up the room next to me."

"Let's not be busy."

Zhou Qiyuan's unhurried voice reached Qiu Yun's ears: "I like to be clean, please arrange a guest room on the third floor for me."