The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

He was still waiting eagerly, but the other party fell asleep directly.

Si Jiamu couldn't help but pat him on the back with his hand, pushed him aside, got up and wanted to go out, but put his hand on the doorknob, and took it back.

I really owed this ancestor in the previous life, and I have come to pay the debt in this life.

Si Jiamu sighed, went over to straighten Ke Haoyan's body, pulled the quilt over and covered him, seeing him stretch out his hand unconsciously rubbing his eyes, looking like a child in a daze, Si Jiamu's heart softened immediately.

Once the heart defense was breached, the pheromones began to play a tyrannical role, but in an instant, Si Jiamu's mouth became dry, his body became soft uncontrollably, and his gaze towards Ke Haoyan became more and more complicated.

At some point, Ke Haoyan had lost the baby fat on his face and turned into a handsome young man with a sharp and clean jawline, a high nose bridge, and deep eye sockets. Just looking at his facial features, he looked like a mixed race.

Just kiss.

Such an absurd idea suddenly popped up in Si Jiamu's mind. He shook his head violently twice, condemning himself for not being an elder brother who covets his younger brother's beauty, but his instincts were unbridled and loud, and soon overwhelmed his weak reason .

He clasped his hands tightly, and his heart had changed from a struggle to a search for self-comfort—the previous temporary mark was also done, and now it was just a kiss, no big deal.

This reason seemed to convince him, Si Jiamu slowly closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes trembled when he looked carefully.

The moment his lips touched, Si Jiamu felt a burst of electricity flowing through his body, he couldn't help shaking his body, his thoughts were confused, and the scene of that night appeared in his mind again.

The memory was chaotic, he vaguely remembered that Ke Haoyan was not very happy the next day.

Si Jiamu stopped suddenly, and slowly pulled away, seeing Ke Haoyan's lips still glowing with water, and his Adam's apple rolling up and down, he finally restrained himself.

He rolled out of bed, leaned against the wall, staggered to the place where the suitcase was kept, opened it, and found a small black cloth bag.

He moved in a hurry and without any rules. He took a long time to untie the bag, took some pills out, and swallowed them whole before he had time to find water.

After doing this, he slid down against the cabinet, slumped on the ground, and took a couple of deep breaths, thinking that he could restrain his instincts, but who knows, it didn't have much effect.

Strange, in the past two slices were enough, but just now he grabbed a handful and swallowed them all, why did he feel like he was thrown into a bottomless pit, it had no effect at all.

Si Jiamu's breathing gradually became heavier. He tilted his head back and pressed against the wall. After a while, he finally moved the black cloth bag again.

Just in case, he brought an injection.

The first time I hit it, I was a little nervous. Si Jiamu closed his eyes, recalling the method Yang Yu gave him at the beginning. Like a cat drawing a tiger, he found a place near the gland that looked similar and pierced it in.

He was inexperienced, but he dared to be cruel to himself. The injection was pushed very quickly, and a lump soon swelled up at the pricked place, and Si Jiamu's mood quickly calmed down.

His eyes became clear again, he quickly pulled out the needle tube and threw it aside, touched the back of his neck, the swelling just now is slowly dissipating, but there are still fine and dense pains around, but it is within the tolerable range within.

Si Jiamu felt that he was too kind to Ke Haoyan, and in order to respect his wishes, he could treat him so cruelly.

He clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and walked to the bed, saw Ke Haoyan's well-behaved appearance when he was asleep, and laughed unconsciously again, and he didn't care about him anymore.

He went over, pulled the quilt lightly and got in, he was not lying down neatly, and a hand was wrapped around his waist.Si Jiamu didn't care, and lay down on the ground, feeling the hands on his waist move by themselves, and adjusted their positions.

There was no shooting plan for the next morning, and both of them slept until almost noon.

Si Jiamu opened his eyes, propped his elbows on the bed, and was about to get up, when he felt a pinprick-like pain in the back of his neck.

"Hiss—" Si Jiamu gasped, and immediately provoked Ke Haoyan, who was washing his face in the bathroom, with his face covered in foam, and ran over in a hurry, "Jiamu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Si Jiamu gritted his teeth and waved, "Go and do your own thing."

Hearing this, Ke Haoyan went back again, Si Jiamu changed his clothes, and went to the bathroom, and when he packed up and came out again, the table was already full of various breakfasts.

Glutinous rice balls with fermented glutinous glutinous rice, steamed buns, siu mai, deep-fried dough sticks...everything he could think of was on the table.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ke Haoyan suspiciously, "You bought it all?"

Ke Haoyan nodded, took out the disposable chopsticks, and handed them to Si Jiamu, "Hurry up and eat, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Si Jiamu was speechless and choked, so he gave him a thumbs up with no clear meaning, "Ke Haoyan, your money is really easy to make."

"What do you know? I'm called improving the overall quality of life of the people and boosting the country's GDP." Ke Haoyan was talking in a low-pitched manner, giving himself excuses for his reckless spending, and finally, casually I mentioned, "Aren't you used to eating all over the place every time? I'm creating conditions for you."

"Then I thank you." Si Jiamu took a small steamed bun, tore a small opening with his teeth, watched the soup inside flow out, and took a mouthful contentedly.

It's just that the stomachs of the two of them are just that big, and in the end they were all full, and there was still more than half of it left.

"Don't order so much next time." Si Jiamu looked at the rest with heartache, and couldn't help but glared at Ke Haoyan, "Although you are not short of money, you can't be extravagant!"

"I would like to follow my brother's instruction." Ke Haoyan also knew that he had gone too far, and hurriedly took away all the things, so that Si Jiamu would not have to speak again if he saw it.

After cleaning it up at last, seeing Si Jiamu nestled on the sofa, he ran over to sit beside him, and asked enthusiastically, "Jiamu, what are you looking at..."

Before the word "what" could be said, Ke Haoyan glanced at the content on the screen, his eyes widened.

He deliberately didn't mention it, but he didn't expect Si Jiamu to still think about it.

"Jiamu, change it."

What Si Jiamu played was the travel variety show he had recorded before. The second episode was released last night. This morning he received a rambunctious bombardment from Priize and the others. Although the words were dense and broken, there are only two points in summary .

[-]. When did you and Li Dongyang become so familiar?

[-]. You are sorry for Jiamu, get ready to accept sanctions, brother!

Ke Haoyan was really suffering and couldn't tell. He said it was an editing effect, but those things did happen.

"Don't make excuses, look at Weibo, you and Li Dongyang's CPs have almost suddenly emerged, and they suddenly broke into the top three of the CP list. It's hard for people to ignore it. Think about it, how to explain it to Jiamu."

Pu Ruize left such a sentence at the end, and there was no more news. Ke Haoyan glanced at Weibo. In just one night, Chaohua was built. There are four or five support clubs. He was astounded by the completeness of everything.

But what made him even more anxious was Si Jiamu's reaction.

He got up early and made a travel plan for more than an hour, and grasped every minute accurately. He thought everything was ready, but who knew that the east wind blew in the opposite direction.

Hearing his voice, Si Jiamu turned his head and asked back: "What do you want to change? I promised you to increase the playback volume before, how can you break your promise?"

"I was just joking. Your time is precious. It's so boring to watch such boring variety shows. Why don't we go out and have fun? I even made a special guide."

Ke Haoyan looked at him eagerly, almost begging, but he was flatly rejected by the other party, "What are you going out for? No matter how many strategies you do, as long as the bastard sees it, it will all be ruined?"

"That's right..." Ke Haoyan bit his lip, but decided to try to persuade him again, "Then let's pack it tightly, shall we?"

Hearing this, Si Jiamu gave him a straight look, "It's not like you don't know the abilities of an illegitimate child, it's as if they won't be able to find out if you cover it tightly."

Ah this...

He remembered that last time there was indeed an illegitimate student who uttered nonsense, saying that he could recognize them even if they were made into rice dumplings.

Ke Haoyan knew that no matter how much he asked him to go out, it was useless, so he simply changed his mind and started in another way, "Then I will take a step back, and we will not go out. Then can you agree to a small request, we change Watch a show, okay?"

Hearing this, Si Jiamu double-clicked the screen, paused the screen, and looked at Ke Haoyan, "You have really grown up, and now you still dare to play tricks in front of me."

As soon as these words came out, Ke Haoyan knew that his little thoughts had been seen through again.

I saw negotiation skills on the Internet before, first make a request, and after the other party rejects you, then propose a request that seems easier to achieve than the previous one, because the other party has already rejected you once, this time it will not be easily rejected.

He knew that Si Jiamu was not included in this "won't refuse easily".

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to watch it, come and stay with me. If you don't want to watch it, find a place to stay." After Si Jiamu said this, he ignored him, and his eyes fell on the screen again.

Ke Haoyan pondered over and over again, anyway, he couldn't hold back Si Jiamu, rather than staying by himself, he might as well turn against him, at least he could stay with Si Jiamu.

"Wait for me." Ke Haoyan jumped up, brought snacks and drinks over, hugged a pillow, and watched with Si Jiamu.

The scene cuts to the shot of him and Li Dongyang, I don't know if he is too sensitive, why does it feel like the filter has turned pink?

Ke Haoyan frowned, and carefully looked at Si Jiamu's expression, his face was calm, showing no emotion.

Ke Haoyan withdrew his gaze and landed on the screen again, but his gaze was unconsciously attracted by Si Jiamu's fingers holding the phone.

Si Jiamu's fingers are beautiful, slender and slender, and the joints can be seen, but they are not so distinct, and the overall lines are soft and smooth.