Top alpha, owe me money and don't pay back

Tomorrow, the senior high school entrance examination will be issued by the Education Bureau. The school attaches great importance to this examination.

Wei Xiaochi's classroom was requisitioned as one of the test sites, and the head teacher of the last class in the afternoon ordered everyone to arrange the test room for tomorrow and move out the extra tables and chairs.

The school gave senior one and senior two an extra day off, and they had three days off this week.

As soon as the school bell rang, everyone happily packed their schoolbags. The atmosphere was so lively that it was like celebrating the Spring Festival, and it was almost time to set off firecrackers.

The class teacher stood on the podium with a smile on his face, "Don't waste time in the three days off, review the knowledge points carefully, and we will take the exam in class on Monday."

Immediately, there were wailing sounds one after another in the classroom.

"Why do you test every day? Didn't you just pass the test for the bottom line, and it still makes people alive?"

"I beg you to let me go, if I continue the exam like this, I will definitely be confused."

The homeroom teacher pushed his glasses, with an inscrutable expression on his face, "It's useless to complain, I'll let you get used to high school life in advance."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the classroom like a retired veteran cadre with the lesson plan in his hand, with his merits and fame hidden behind his back.

Amidst the sound of beatings and beatings, Wei Xiaochi unhurriedly zipped up his schoolbag and left without a sound.

He first went to the carport to look at his bicycle. Since it was parked on Tuesday until now, the seat of the bicycle was covered with a thin layer of soil.

Seeing that he was not lost, Wei Xiaochi calmed down.

I have to go to Jiang's house tonight, and Jiang Zhan made a video call to him during the lunch break. Although he didn't directly ask him to come over, the meaning was revealed in both words and deeds.

Through this period of getting along with each other, Wei Xiaochi somehow figured out how to get along with this young master.

After receiving Jiang Zhan's hint, Wei Xiaochi offered to go there again at night.

But tonight is really the last time, he hasn't come home for three days.

Although Fang Yuan didn't say anything, based on Wei Xiaochi's understanding of her, she would tell Wei Dongjian if she didn't come home after such a night.

After all, this matter can be big or small, she is afraid that something will happen to Wei Xiaochi, and it will not be easy to deal with Wei Dongjian.

The driver was waiting at the place in the morning, Wei Xiaochi walked around a street and saw a luxury car parked by the side of the road.

Four or ten minutes later, the car drove steadily into the villa area.

At the gate of Jiang's house, Wei Xiaochi thanked the driver, opened the door and walked out.

It was not Aunt Zhou who opened the door today, but a little girl, wearing a pink pettiskirt, with thick and curly eyelashes, black and white eyes, and snow-white and cute.

Wei Xiaochi was taken aback for a moment, suspecting that he had pressed the wrong doorbell.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at Wei Xiaochi, "Who are you?"

Wei Xiaochi was about to speak, when Jiang Zhan came, his eyes swept over, "Come in."

Song Langlang turned his head and called out, "Jiujiu."

Jiang Zhan pulled his face and corrected, "It's uncle, idiot, I can't speak clearly."

Song Langlang still called, "Jiu Jiu."

Jiang Zhan didn't bother to talk to her, and looked at Wei Xiaochi who was staying at the door, "What are you doing in a daze, come in. This is my sister's daughter, Song Langlang."

Wei Xiaochi thought the name sounded familiar, and soon remembered that Jiang Zhan said yesterday that the fat orange was raised by Song Langlang, and it turned out to be his little niece.

No wonder there are so many messy children's games on Jiang Zhan's mobile phone.

Wei Xiaochi consciously put on his slippers, while Song Langlang looked at him curiously.

The little girl is very courageous, Wei Xiaochi looked up at her, she would not be embarrassed, her black eyes rolled twice, revealing her cleverness.

Wei Xiaochi thought that Jiang Tang was there, and regretted coming to Jiang's house today and ruining his family gathering.

Unexpectedly, Song Langlang was the only one today. When she came to hug the orange cat, she refused to go home, so Jiang Tang couldn't persuade her and had to keep her here.

Aunt Zhou was busy with dinner in the kitchen, Wei Xiaochi couldn't help, so she sat on the sofa for a while, couldn't resist opening her schoolbag, and took out a math paper.

Song Langlang liked to cling to Jiang Zhan very much, and sat next to Jiang Zhan with a tablet, letting him play games with her.

Jiang Zhan has no patience, and often the two of them will quarrel after playing for a long time.

"What did you choose, the scene is winter now, you wear a princess dress for her?"

Song Langlang looked up at his chubby face, and said in a childish voice, "Mom wears skirts in winter."

Jiang Tang runs his own fashion brand, and in winter he would show off his arms and legs to attend a bunch of messy banquets.

Jiang Zhan was choked, his tense cheek muscles moved, and he didn't say anything.

After a while, he accused again, "If you wear a skirt, you can wear a skirt. What kind of red long johns are you wearing inside?"

Song Langlang glanced at Jiang Zhan with disgust, and said confidently, "Because it's cold."

"Jiujiu is stupid." Song Langlang hugged the tablet, turned over and pouted his buttocks, shaking his white and tender chubby legs and crawled off the sofa, "I don't want to play with Jiujiu."

Jiang Zhan snorted lightly, "You can't even speak clearly, and you still think others are stupid."

Song Langlang ignored Jiang Zhan, ran up to Wei Xiaochi, raised his head and blinked at Wei Xiaochi.

Embarrassed by being stared at, Wei Xiaochi put down the pen in his hand, "What's wrong?"

Song Langlang handed the tablet to Wei Xiaochi and invited, "Let's play."

Song Langlang is playing a situational game. The game will set up several tasks for children to complete.

The task of the game this time is to deliver winter food to the bears in the forest, and also give a reminder that the road is slippery on the mountain and the second heavy snow will fall soon.

Wei Xiaochi played this game with Wei Zixin, so he knows the general rules.

The game is to exercise children's thinking ability. Since it is reminded that the road on the mountain is slippery and there is heavy snow, it is to let the children keep warm when choosing clothes for the characters, and the shoes should be non-slip.

Jiang Zhan said, "Don't worry about her, she's stupid to death."

"Jiujiu is stupid." Song Langlang scolded back immediately, then turned his head and continued to look at Wei Xiaochi eagerly.

There are still three days left, and there is no rush to write homework. Wei Xiaochi couldn't stand the look, so he took the tablet from Song Langlang.

The little girl seemed to be very sensitive to other people's emotions. She had kept a certain distance from Wei Xiaochi before, but now she came over immediately, her small chin pressed against Wei Xiaochi's arm.

Wei Xiaochi opened the shoe cabinet, and two neat rows of women's shoes popped up on the interface.

He slowly guided, "There is snow on the mountain, so as not to fall down on the road, I have to choose a pair..."

Song Langlang's eyes rolled over the shoes.

"The snow is so good, it's just right for skiing, but there is no sled." Song Langlang was troubled for a moment, and finally he could only compromise, "Then how about the roller skates."

The little hand tapped the skates.

Wei Xiaochi was surprised, but did not stop her.

Because it was going to snow, Song Langlang chose two beautiful small umbrellas, "When it snows, use an umbrella, and if you get tired from walking, you can also use it as a ski pole."

Wei Xiaochi discovered that Song Langlang had a very different brain circuit.

The reason why she chose the white princess dress was not only because it looked good, but also because it was white. If she met other beasts, the beasts would not be able to see her if they were buried in the snow.

Jiang Zhan splashed cold water, "Are you blind with a beast's nose?"

Song Langlang glared at him, "He's blind, he was stupidly blinded by Jiujiu."

The two quarreled, until Aunt Zhou asked them to eat, and the first and the younger had a temporary truce.

Wei Xiaochi found out that Jiang Zhan was really unforgiving, even if it was with children, he would not suffer at all.

Probably because of this, Song Langlang liked Jiang Zhan very much, and he fell in love with Jiang Zhan not long after the quarrel.

At night Song Langlang hugged his little pink quilt and a book of fairy tales and insisted on sleeping with them.

Jiang Zhan flatly refused, "No, go back to your room to sleep."

Song Langlang stood pitifully on the bedside, "Jiujiu, I want to hear a story."

Jiang Zhan had a hard heart, "No."

Seeing that Jiang Zhan didn't like her, Song Langlang turned to Wei Xiaochi, blinking his big black and white eyes, his eyelashes fluttering up and down like two small fans.

Both cute and pathetic.

Song Langlang sniffed and said softly, "I want to hear a story, can I?"

Seeing Song Langlang who looked like a porcelain doll, Wei Xiaochi's heart melted, "I'll tell you."

Song Langlang climbed onto the bed nimbly, pouted his little buttocks and pushed the pillow in the middle to Jiang Zhan's side.

Jiang Zhan's face darkened, and he raised his eyes to stare at Wei Xiaochi.

Wei Xiaochi dodged his eyes, pretending not to have received his anger signal, flipped through the storybook Song Langlang brought and asked, "What story do you want to hear?"

Song Langlang said loudly, "The story of Snow White and the seven Jiujiu."

Jiang Zhan gritted his teeth, "Tell her the story of Snow White and the seven Song Langlangs."

Song Langlang turned his head fiercely, "Hmph, stinky chirp."

Jiang Zhan is also vicious, scoff.

Wei Xiaochi: ...

One is really naive than the other, and I don't know who is more like a three-year-old child.

Wei Xiaochi turned to the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, subconsciously glanced at the little guy next to him.

Song Langlang covered his chest with a small pink quilt, his face was white and tender, and he looked up at Wei Xiaochi brightly.

The alpha lying on the other side had long eyebrows and deep eyes, with handsome features, and the quilt was pulled up to his chest, also looking at Wei Xiaochi.

Seeing one big and one small waiting to hear the story neatly, Wei Xiaochi said complicatedly, "In a distant country, there lived a king and queen..."

When Wei Xiaochi talked about the prince and Snow White living happily together, Song Langlang yawned twice and kept rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Sleep if you're sleepy." Wei Xiaochi closed the storybook.

Song Langlang got up from the bed, and said in a soft voice, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Wei Xiaochi put down the storybook, carried Song Langlang to the bed, put on her slippers and walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as Song Langlang left, Jiang Zhan snorted coldly, "What kind of bullshit story."

Wei Xiaochi scratched his ear, "The story that children listen to..." It wasn't for you in the first place.

He didn't dare to say the last sentence.

Jiang Zhan complained again about 'no logic' and 'ugly', paused, pulled the quilt awkwardly, and did not even look at Wei Xiaochi, "There is no pheromone today."

Wei Xiaochi was taken aback for a moment, the temperature on his face rose inexplicably, "Yes, now."

Hearing the words, Jiang Zhan turned his body away and turned his back to Wei Xiaochi. After a while, he smelled a light and calming scent. He pulled down a little of the quilt and rubbed his chin against the corner of the quilt.

The atmosphere became inexplicably awkward, until Song Langlang came out of the bathroom, Wei Xiaochi hurriedly carried her to the bed.

"I want to sleep." Song Langlang lay obediently on the bed, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.

Wei Xiaochi hastily turned off the light.

The room was plunged into darkness, and the surroundings were silent. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wei Xiaochi heard a voice that seemed to come from the direction of the bathroom.

The quieter the sound, the clearer the sound, like an English version of Little Star.

Listening to the familiar melody, Wei Xiaochi thought it was someone singing outside the window, but he didn't take it to heart.

It wasn't until the song repeated three times that Wei Xiaochi felt a little puzzled. At this moment, Song Langlang sat up and turned on the wall lamp by the bed.

The orange light was very dim, and the contours of the facial features could barely be seen clearly. Wei Xiaochi saw Song Langlang press his finger on the pink lips, and made a hush movement.

Wei Xiaochi was at a loss.

Song Langlang leaned over to Wei Xiaochi's ear, with a soft voice, "Turn on the light, be careful, don't wake up Jiujiu."

Wei Xiaochi didn't know what Song Langlang was going to do, so he turned on the light in the room in a daze.

Cold white light poured down, the closed alpha eyelids moved, Song Langlang reached out and patted Jiang Zhan's back.

A three-year-old child coaxes a child to pat a nearly adult alpha, the picture is weird and funny.

The corner of Wei Xiaochi's mouth twitched unconsciously.

Song Langlang slid down the side of the bed, ran to the bathroom with his bare feet, and took out a tablet and a cosmetic bag.

The tablet is playing the English version of Little Star.

Song Langlang turned down the volume and placed it beside Jiang Zhan's bed.

Wei Xiaochi watched the little guy busy, and couldn't help asking curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Make up for Jiujiu." Song Langlang opened the cosmetic bag, picked out a lipstick from inside, and gently supported Jiang Zhan's face.

"Mom said Jiujiu has a problem. Every time I listen to the song of Little Xingxing, I feel sleepy. I will fall asleep after listening to it three times at most. Pat him on the back to sleep better."

"I tried it last time. It works. If you don't believe me, take a look." Song Langlang gently pushed Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan frowned, showing signs of waking up.

Seeing this, Song Langlang hugged Jiang Zhan like a little adult, and patted him on the back, "Oh, sleep, the dog is here, the cat is here, scared Jiujiu fell asleep. Oh, sleep..."

Wei Xiaochi: ...

Sure enough, Jiang Zhan fell asleep again, Song Langlang raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "Is that right, am I right?"

Wei Xiaochi's temples were throbbing, and his rationality told him that he was plucking the hair from the tiger's head. When Jiang Zhan woke up, Song Langlang must be taught a lesson, but he couldn't run away either.

Emotionally... also told him not to pluck the hair on the tiger's head.

Wei Xiaochi persuaded Song Langlang's subordinates to show mercy, "Your uncle will definitely be angry when he wakes up."

Today, Song Langlang came prepared as soon as he saw it. First, he managed to stay overnight at Jiang's house, and then secretly hid the tablet and makeup bag in the bathroom.

In order to make Jiang Zhan relax her vigilance, she also asked Wei Xiaochi to tell her a story, which can be described as deliberate and thoughtful, so thoughtful that Wei Xiaochi was embarrassed.

After making so much preparation in advance, Song Langlang naturally wouldn't give up easily.

Song Langlang reassured Wei Xiaochi, "No, take a makeup photo for Jiujiu, he doesn't dare to get angry."

Wei Xiaochi's eyes were bigger than copper bells, what kind of brat is this, who knows how to take pictures and threaten?

Song Langlang opened the Givenchy 888 gold-plated koi red, and there was shiny gold powder on it. She carefully applied it to Jiang Zhan's lips.

As the little hand took the lipstick and drew the first stroke on Jiang Zhan's thin lips, Wei Xiaochi's heart beat twice overwhelmed.

Song Langlang has many years of experience in painting lipsticks for dolls, coupled with the influence of Jiang Tang, who is known as the No. 1 Yuan in City A, his skills are still guaranteed.

This color number has a thin layer of orange, like the shimmering rays of the sun on Jiang Zhan's lips at night, the lip line is graceful, and there is a kind of indistinguishable beauty between male and female.

Wei Xiaochi's heart was beating wildly, he was frightened.

"That's fine, don't draw anymore." Wei Xiaochi said tremblingly.

Song Langlang was addicted to painting, he shook his head, "I haven't painted eyeliner yet."

Wei Xiaochi almost knelt down for this little ancestor, and licked his lips nervously, "It's better...farewell."

When Jiang Zhan woke up, he had to kill them both.

After putting on the lipstick, Song Langlang picked out an eyeliner, and stroked it professionally in the alpha standard three courts and five eyes, as if he was looking for a suitable eyeliner method.

The operation is as fierce as a tiger, and there is actually a problem with the first stroke.

After all, Song Langlang is only a child of three or four years old, and his physical coordination ability is far inferior to that of an adult. It's okay to put on lipstick, but eyeliner needs skilled and precise techniques.

When she wrote down, the lines were crooked, and Jiang Zhan was woken up.

Song Langlang was so frightened that he leaned back, and then hurriedly patted Jiang Zhan on the back.

But this trick no longer works, Alpha's eyelids are slowly opened, and the fine light pours into it, like a thin layer of mist, and the bottom of the eyes is full of mist.

Jiang Zhan woke up, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his face showed extreme displeasure at being woken up.

Naughty as Song Langlang was hoarse at this moment, his big eyes filled with great fright.

Jiang Zhan saw that it was Song Langlang, his face didn't smell so bad, and his voice was deep, "Why don't you sleep?"

Song Langlang is definitely the young actress of today, with a relaxed expression, he immediately yawned and acted like a baby with tears in his eyes, "Chirp, sleepy, sleepy."

Song Langlang threw himself into Jiang Zhan's arms, his small head slowly poked out from his shoulders, and winked at the frightened Wei Xiaochi—turn off the light.

Wei Xiaochi came back to his senses, and frantically turned off the lights to help Song Langlang take cover.

Jiang Zhan felt a little sticky on his lips, as if he had eaten honey, so he couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe it, and a touch of orange appeared on the back of his hand.

At this moment the light snapped off.

Alpha's cold voice sounded in the darkness, "Song-lang-lang!"

Sensing the danger, Song Langlang nimbly got out of Jiang Zhan's arms and ran out of the bedroom in the dark.

Realizing that Wei Xiaochi and Song Langlang had teamed up to punish her, Jiang Zhan said furiously, "Turn on the light for me!"

Wei Xiaochi's eardrums were congested, and his back felt cold.

"Did you hear me!"

Wei Xiaochi was frightened by the shout and turned on the light again.

There was no sign of Song Langlang in the room, he ran away long ago and disappeared, leaving Wei Xiaochi alone to face Jiang Zhan's anger.

Wei Xiaochi was in a daze, and then realized that he was going to run, but it was too late, Alpha held him down when he was about to run, and threw him on the bed.

Just as Wei Xiaochi's back sank into the soft mattress, Jiang Zhan pressed down like a mountain, and the shadow it cast enveloped him firmly, as if a mountain rain was about to come and wind filled the building.

Jiang Zhan's long legs rested on the side of the bed, locking the omega on the bed, leaning down, the shadows under his eyes gradually deepened.

He wiped his lips again, and a large piece of lipstick was wiped off. Jiang Zhan glared at Wei Xiaochi fiercely.

Wei Xiaochi looked up at Jiang Zhan in panic as if he had been nailed to the bed.

His glasses were crooked on the bridge of his nose, afraid that Jiang Zhan would get angry and damage them, Wei Xiaochi swallowed, and quickly took off the protectors and held them in his hands.

Although Jiang Zhan was angry, he didn't do anything irritating and irrational like Wei Xiaochi thought.

"Why didn't Song Langlang wake me up when he was painting?" Jiang Zhan asked angrily.

Wei Xiaochi couldn't answer this question.

When Song Langlang was painting, he tried to persuade him, but he didn't. As for why he didn't wake up Jiang Zhan, probably because he was afraid of waking him up and getting angry?

Wei Xiaochi himself couldn't explain why he didn't wake him up. Fortunately, he has rich experience in admitting illusions, and he even worked out a template for Jiang Zhan's apology.

"I'm sorry." At this time, you must apologize first, and then express your opinion, "I won't dare in the future."

Jiang Zhan's anger remained undiminished, "Stop doing this for me."

Wei Xiaochi was stunned, the apology template didn't work.

Jiang Zhan had a fierce look on his face, "Next time, I'll..."

Seeing Jiang Zhan raised his hand, Wei Xiaochi closed his eyes tightly - the fist didn't come down, but Jiang Zhan's back of his hand wiped his mouth.

Sticky touch on lips.

It should be Jiang Zhan who wiped the lipstick on the back of his hand to his mouth, Wei Xiaochi slowly opened his eyes.

There is a shallow crack at the end of Omega's eyes, and the double eyelids are usually invisible. Only when looking up at people like this, the crease will be particularly visible.

When he closed his eyes, his eyelids seemed to be painted with a light-colored eyeliner, his eyelashes were curled long, and his eyebrows were delicate.

Wei Xiaochi secretly raised his eyelids and took a look at Jiang Zhan, beautiful folds were pulled out at the end of his eyes, like a hook that hooks people, sharp and upturned.

Jiang Zhan's breath was stagnant, his throat was tight, and he couldn't help pressing his lips against it.

Wei Xiaochi's lips softened, and something stuck to him.

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