The omega in the whole school is not as good as me

[Ning Guang: Sorry, I was left behind by the part-time shop owner today, and I may be half an hour late to go home. ]

[Ran: No rush, I'm not hungry right now. ]

So far, Duan Jiaran only knows that Ning Guang's living conditions are not very good. From the day he first moved in, he has already started looking for a part-time job.

At the beginning, he asked Ning Guang to cook just to help him, and by the way, to solve the dishes stuffed in the refrigerator by his uncle. If Ning Guang was not free, Duan Jiaran would naturally not force him.

What's more, today he must have a small cake first.Thinking of this, Duan Jiaran couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

As a child, because of gluttony, two decayed teeth developed before the tooth replacement period. Zhong Yipei banned the distribution of desserts in the family. Even after his parents divorced, there were not many desserts in the Duan family.

In the past, Duan Jiaran was greedy, so he could only secretly buy it when he went out to play.

Later, Duan Jiasong grew up and became his father's eyeliner. He followed his brother every day. Duan Jiaran needed to be more careful about petty theft.

I have to say that Aunt Zheng, who has been working in the Zhao family for more than ten years, is really good at craftsmanship.

The cake under the elegant packaging was so perfect that Duan Jiaran was amazed, with exquisite decoration, and the combination of cream and fruit was just right.

It almost made Duan Jiaran think that it was specially made according to his preferences.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhao Qiyou handed over the handling of this poor little cake to Duan Jiaran, and then went to take a shower.

Duan Jiaran, who is addicted to sweets, thought for a moment, and finally resisted the desire to divide the small cake into two equal parts.

The sound of water gradually stopped.

Zhao Qiyou took a dry towel from the shelf and wiped his wet hair. He took off the mobile phone on the shelf with his right hand, and opened the conversation with Guo Lesheng just now.

[Le Busheng: You are both Alphas, this is an advantage, you can have more physical contact with him to create an ambiguous atmosphere. ]

[Le Busheng: In short, ambiguous, the point is ambiguous! ]

[Le Busheng: Of course, if you are shy, you can take your time.All in all, the pursuit of people must be careful. ]

Staring at these few lines, Zhao Qiyou pondered for a moment, went back to the room, picked up the coat on the bed and threw it into the washing machine, went out and said to Duan Jiaran who was eating cake: "Jiaran, I accidentally picked up another coat and washed it. .”

After a while, Duan Jiaran, who was taking a sip, looked up at Zhao Qiyou, with a few drops of cream still hanging from the corner of his mouth, with a dazed expression.

Before he could react to what Zhao Qiyou said just now, he repeated in doubt: "You said that you accidentally mixed your coat with dirty clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and shook the fork in his right hand twice.

"Oh, you wait!"

Then he trotted to the balcony to collect the school uniform jacket he had washed, and handed it to Zhao Qiyou.

"Your clothes will get dirty after I wear them. I'll return them to you after I wash them. You wear mine first, and they're already dry."

Zhao Qiyou didn't respond at first, but just stared at the milky white stain on the corner of his mouth, his eyes dimmed slightly, and couldn't help but reach out to wipe away the whiteness.

Hiding the turmoil in his eyes, Zhao Qiyou thanked him with a smile, and took the coat.

When the people left, Duan Jiaran couldn't help touching his slightly parted lips with his fingertips. Although he knew that his roommate was helping him wipe off the stains on the corners of his mouth, the heat on his lips always made him feel weird, and his face was slightly hot.

In the room, Zhao Qiyou squatted down slowly with his back against the door panel, his hands excitedly grabbed Duan Jiaran's clothes, originally he just wanted to get back his own clothes worn by him, but he didn't expect to get his own directly.

The tip of the straight nose lightly touched the soft clothes. The fabric was full of Duan Jiaran's usual laundry detergent smell, and there was also a hint of strong oolong tea smell.

Zhao Qiyou's fingertips seemed to still feel the touch of Duan Jiaran's lips, just now he schemingly touched Duan Jiaran's lips first, not the corner of the mouth where the cream was, the soft and smooth feel almost made his scalp tingle.

Is this what Guo Lesheng said?Zhao Qiyou didn't think any more, he gently kissed the finger with the warmth of his sweetheart.

When Ning Guang returned home, the living room was still lit with warm lights.

He felt that the light was too dark, so he controlled the switch to turn the light into a white woven light, and the room was instantly brightened.

Biting on the fork, Duan Jiaran jumped up in fright. He put down the fork, looked around, finally scratched his head, and smiled awkwardly: "You're back."

While changing his shoes, Ning Guang was puzzled by Duan Jiaran's fierce attitude, and replied, "Yes, I'll cook."

"Ah."

Duan Jiaran relaxed and fell on the sofa, he didn't know what he was nervous about just now.

Zhao Qiyou, who got the sweet spot, hid in the room and invited Guo Lesheng, the love enlightenment teacher, to teach. Guo Lesheng, the "master of love" on the other end of the Internet, was killed off guard, and hurried to his military teacher for advice.

10 minute later.

[Happiness is not born: The key to pursuit is to match what one likes.Tell me what he likes. ]

After waiting for a while, Zhao Qiyou did not reply.

[Le Busheng: Don't you know? ]

[3.14: Yes, continue. ]

This time I came back quickly.

Guo Lesheng understood that he just didn't want to tell himself, so he complained secretly: He's stingy, it looks like he likes some kind of rare treasure.

[Le Busheng:...]

[Le Busheng: All right, as long as you understand, you can do what he likes and you can give it to him.Be bold! ]

Zhao Qiyou thought for a moment, he was indeed not brave enough when facing Duan Jiaran, it took a lot of time from finding out that he liked him to finally daring to take action.

After a while, Guo Lesheng added another sentence.

[Le Busheng: Don’t be too obvious at first.By the way, say I'm hanging out with you, what's the point? ]

"The other party is typing..." was displayed for a moment, and Zhao Jiaran replied: Yes.

Guo Lesheng in front of the screen showed a satisfied smile, geared up, and sent a red envelope to the military division.

["Ran" pats me]

[Ran: Let's eat. ]

Zhao Qiyou had just changed his clothes when he saw the news and smiled slightly.

[I patted "Ran"'s handsome face]

[3.14: Here we come. ]

Inside the dining room.

Duan Jiaran, who still remembered the taste of the food made by Ning Guang, had already sat down with his chopsticks, saw Zhao Qiyou walking out of the room, and hurriedly said: "Come on, you didn't taste it last time, I suspect that Ning Guang has learned cooking. "

Seeing that Zhao Qiyou didn't refuse any more, Ning Guang gave food to all three of them, and heaved a sigh of relief.He took the job bowl that Zhao Qiyou handed him with some horror, and then followed up with Duan Jiaran's words: "Thank you. I learned everything from my grandma."

Humph.

Zhao Qiyou looked at all this indifferently, he was naturally not magnanimous at all, Duan Jiaran is Alpha, not to mention Omega, he is more likely to like Beta than Alpha.

But Duan Jiaran doesn't like people who care about every detail, he has to do what he likes, Zhao Qiyou always remembers Guo Lesheng's rules.

At this moment, Duan Jiaran gave Zhao Qiyou a chopstick of snow peas, which happened to be a dish that Zhao Qiyou didn't like, but he still took it all.

But he still put the food into his mouth, Duan Jiaran watched him chewing slowly, thought he liked the taste very much, and put some more into his bowl.

"Well, I'm right."

"Ah."

Amway succeeded, and Duan Jiaran happily picked up a few more chopsticks for him.

Ning Guang, who was secretly observing from the side, looked at Zhao Qiyou, who was staring at the carrots and pork liver in the bowl with an indescribable expression, and felt that he didn't like him very much, but he didn't dare to say anything.

After a meal, Duan Jiaran was full of stomach, Zhao Qiyou's face was disheveled.

After dinner, Zhao Qiyou went out on some business, and took away the leftover garbage, but forgot to take the garbage out of the living room.

In order not to delay Ning Guang, the only good seedling in this apartment, Duan Jiaran took over the job and asked him to go back to his room to do his homework.

The evening breeze is blowing coolly on the face.

After Duan Jiaran finished throwing out the garbage, he was walking in the community to digest food. A small ball flew in the distance, followed by Erha who was running wildly.

I don't know if it's because of blood, Erha watched Duan Jiaran pick up the ball, and then forgot the original owner, frantically wagging his tail around him.

Duan Jiaran, who had never had any experience in raising pets since childhood, liked this big stupid dog very much. After teasing it for a while, he saw its owner screaming in the distance, so he lured Erha to chase after the little dog that was thrown in the direction of the owner. ball.

Erha seemed to have sensed it, barked twice, and did not forget to look back when he ran away, Duan Jiaran waved his hand with a smile.

"You have a leisurely mind. Everyone in the family is worried, but you are teasing cats and dogs here."

A familiar voice came from behind, Duan Jiaran straightened his back, turned around and saw that it was indeed Duan Yunying.

Duan Jiasong also followed, standing behind with a pair of big worried eyes.

"Why are you here?" Duan Jiaran was stunned for a moment, then asked with an indifferent attitude.

"Oh, why are we here? You really forgot that you still have a home? You have to stop losing your temper!"

Duan Yunying was so annoyed by his face that he couldn't help amplifying his voice. There were quite a few people walking in the neighborhood at night, and many people had already looked sideways.

"Can you keep your voice down?"

Like a shrew swearing.

Duan Jiaran noticed the gazes of passers-by, and couldn't help muttering.

Hearing this, Duan Jiasong hurriedly went to both sides to persuade pedestrians to leave.

Duan Yunying was almost laughed at by his casual attitude. He smoothed his hair back, tilted his head and said with a sneer, "I've never heard you before, and I didn't say a word to you before. ear."

Duan Jiasong, who was most familiar with the quarrel between the two for more than ten years, stepped forward to persuade Duan Jiaran, tugged on his sleeve and begged in a low voice: "Brother, come home with us."

It was like this every time, his ears were either his father's scolding or his younger brother's persuasion. He finally managed to escape, and he didn't want to live that suffocating life anymore.

He took some effort to pull Duan Jiasong's hand away, and said calmly: "You and him go back."

Then he turned his head and looked directly into Duan Yunying's eyes, paused, and said: "I listened to what you said, so I simply stayed away from your life. Anyway, I am an eyesore at Duan's house, and I don't want to block it." Duan Jiasong became a talent. After so many years, I should satisfy you this time, right?"

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Yunying slapped him and turned his head away.

Duan Yunying's waved hand still remained in mid-air, his eyes were red, and the veins in the corners of his eyes were showing, he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't make a sound.

For a while, only the rustling of the leaves in the wind could be heard.

This palm was swung so hard that blood beads had already burst out from the tip of Duan Jiaran's nose.His head was still at the angle after being hit, and he seemed oblivious to his injury.

Seeing him like this, Duan Yunying seemed a little regretful, he walked forward slowly, wanting to see Duan Jiaran's situation.

"dad!"

"Snapped!"

Duan Jiasong's voice and the sound of a blow and slap sounded at the same time, and it was Zhao Qiyou who waved Duan Yunying's hand away.

They all thought Father Duan was going to beat someone up again.

"Dad, let's go home, please." Duan Jiasong cried, pulling his father's arm, trying to pull him away.

Duan Yunying looked at Zhao Qiyou holding his son's face with both hands, wiping the blood from the tip of his nose for him, his eyes were slightly hot, he shrugged his nose, turned and returned to the car.

Zhao Qiyou, who was entangled in family affairs, just took a few steps into the community when he saw Duan Jiaran slapped hard, the knot between his eyebrows hadn't unraveled, but his heart was almost torn apart.

He clenched his back molars unconsciously, held Duan Jiaran's face with trembling hands, and wiped the blood that was continuously flowing from Duan Jiaran's nose with his fingers, but it got worse and worse, Duan Jiaran's entire face was going to be covered in blood.

The roar of the motor sounded, and the headlights of the car shone into the distance. Duan Jiaran just recovered from the sluggish state just now, with a hint of sourness emerging from the tip of his nose.