After the full-level boss lifts the coffin [Quick Transmigration]

Father Xia's complexion was livid with anger when such a terrible incident happened at the birthday party. If his body was not strong enough, he might have passed out on the spot.

The deliberate murderer Xiao Yanqian fell into a deep coma, and was sent to the hospital by ambulance together with Jian Lingxia Cheng. The relevant personnel came in time, the car did not explode again, and the stranded guests were also evacuated. Remember, in just a few 10 minutes, there are three or four related entries on the hot search.

Xia Yi and Xiao Yanqian's wedding was considered extravagant and high-profile two years ago. The whole country dare not say it, but at least in this city, it is almost well-known.

I heard that it was Xia Cheng who was injured and hospitalized, and most netizens felt that Xiao Yanqian had admitted the wrong person:

[Have you drunk too much?Can your own Omega admit mistakes? 】

[Didn't you say you're divorced?Someone took a picture of them at the Civil Affairs Bureau. 】

[One thing to say, the two brothers of the Xia family look exactly alike, too far away to smell the pheromone, I would admit my mistake. 】

[Only I think Xiao Yanqian really wants to hit Xia Cheng?Have you not looked at the stock price of Xiao Group recently?The fall was miserable. There were gossip that Xiao Yanqian was forced to abdicate by his uncle, and it was not uncommon for him to jump over the wall in a hurry. 】

【...Isn't it?The Xiao family's wealth is enough for him to live no matter what, and it is terrible to die together. 】

[Suddenly understood the reason for Xia Yi's divorce. 】

[Sudden understanding +1]

In the fairly high-definition video, it can be clearly seen that after Xiao Yanqian hit the flower bed, he turned the car around again, with the madness and ferocity of wanting to hit the person in front of him to death before giving up.

With this video, unless he can prove that he is a drug addict or has a mental illness, Xiao Yanqian is a surefire murderer.

Given the other party's current situation in the family, not to mention trying their best to get him out, Xiao Yanqian's uncles probably wish they could let the scumbag stay in prison for a few more years.

With a broken left leg, Xia Cheng was admitted to the hospital immediately for treatment. Fortunately, the medical level in this world is fairly developed. general ward.

Jian Ling got permission and rushed in immediately.

Because Xia Cheng had been protecting him all the time, he only had some minor scratches on his body. After putting gauze on his hands and face, he looked a little funny.

Wen Jiushi stayed in the corridor with a sense of love and interest, old-fashioned: "Tsk, young man."

"If you like, you can also rush forward generously next time, and I will definitely catch you," Xie Xuan deliberately misinterpreted the other party's meaning, and opened his arms in a serious manner, "Would you like to try?"

Raising eyebrows, Wen Jiushi gave the other party an elbow.

This man who is sloppy is different, if he doesn't open his mouth, he can get his true biography with one mouth, -- it's a terrible waste.

So, when Father Xia, who had prepared the media, rushed to the hospital, what he saw was Xia Yi who was dozing in Xie Xuan's arms in the corridor, and Xia Cheng who had to hold the hand of an Omega in the ward to fall asleep.

How should I put it, if the body data can be displayed in real time, Father Xia's blood pressure should be off the charts right now.

As an Alpha, of course he knows what the susceptibility period is, but he is very dissatisfied with Jian Ling, an Omega. His eldest son, who is outstanding in everything, should find an Omega who is as good as his mother. The owner of the funeral shop from a family background, how can he be worthy of Xia Cheng?

In this regard, Wen Jiu said that Xia's father was purely in a position of superiority when he lost his head and had a strong desire to control. He always felt that everyone and everything had to follow his wishes. The results of his own education, everyone knows that Xia Cheng is just born like this, and when he rebels, he is definitely more intense than Xia Yi.

Besides, this time, there is Wen Jiu, who is not too serious to watch the excitement, cheering behind him.

As the saying goes, a fire at the city gate would bring disaster to the fish in the pond. In order to prevent Father Xia from convulsing himself and venting his anger on himself, after confirming that Xia Cheng's injuries were not serious, he packed up his luggage and moved out of the old house. Xie Xuan originally thought that the other party would go to his villa, but he didn't realize it. He just went home early to do some cleaning, and the man ran away.

ran back to school.

Although she took a break from school for a period of time because of her pregnancy, Xia Yi has been paying the fees normally, and his place in the dormitory is still reserved.

Miscarriage, divorce, and almost being hit by her ex-husband's car, this experience sounds exciting at first, but in fact, except for the first few days, not many people paid attention to Xia Yi.

Essays, attendance, love... Everyone has things that they care about. Once the freshness wears off, no one will always hold on to the outdated gossip of classmates.

What's more, Wen Jiu specially put several thick layers of restraining stickers on himself, which completely covered Xie Xuan's smell, making him look exactly like other Omega roommates.

That is, on the second day after Wen Jiu officially returned to campus life, Xia Yi's lingering resentment completely dissipated. He was obviously used to being entangled in resentment, but he still felt a lightness in his shoulders.

The Buddha, who was alone in his empty boudoir, also sent a text message: [He said it's okay, I hope you can choose a major you like. 】

Wen Jiu, who was sitting on the upper bunk with her legs dangling, waited for a while to make sure that the other party only sent this sentence.

For more than fifty hours, there was only this one sentence.

Wen Jiu felt a little uncomfortable.

But before he could figure out why the depression in his heart came from, Xie Xuan's voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness after a long time: 【Go home on the weekend, okay? 】

Soft and gentle, as if coquettish.

Thinking about how Xie Xuan turned into a crybaby because of the susceptible period, he almost wanted to skip class and go home immediately, but he still restrained himself.

Beauty misleads people.

Beauty misleads people.

This time he must not fall into the opponent's rhythm again.

Since the identity of "Little Uncle Xia Yi" has been reasonably integrated into this world, Xie Xuan can't stay in Wenjiuzhihai for 24 hours like before.

At first, Wen Jiu thought that he could adapt to the life after Xie Xuan was fired in advance, but gradually, he found that he didn't seem to adapt so well.

Maybe it's because the famous No. [-] canteen is not as delicious as expected, or maybe it's because the beds in the dormitory are too small and hard, in short, everything is wrong.

Obviously there were many times when the environment in the mission world was worse than this, so bad, but only this time, Wen Jiu wanted to lose his temper.

There are no classes on weekends, and most of the students in this city will choose to go home. Wen Jiu also misses Xie Xuan's steamed pork ribs, but he can't get enough.

I finally took a chance to run out, and then ran back eagerly, what does it look like?

How embarrassing.

When Wen Jiu was at war between heaven and man, a chubby sparrow pecked at his window.

In the empty dormitory, the black-haired young man jumped out of bed, opened the window and looked, and sure enough, he saw Xie Xuan who stood out from the crowd.

Due to the particularity of Alpha and Omega, the other party couldn't get close to the dormitory, so he could only stand in the sunlight from a distance, looking up at him.

At that moment, Wen Jiu suddenly understood why Cheng Tianle in college and the princess locked in a high tower in a fairy tale would be tempted by this extremely old-fashioned plot.

Someone is waiting for me.

The corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a pleasant arc, and he whispered "For steamed pork ribs", grabbed the mobile phone on the table, and walked downstairs briskly.

Taking the initiative to seal most of his abilities, except for the few days spent repairing the original owner's body, Wen Jiu's sleep quality has always been extremely poor, lacking the familiar white sandalwood, and keeping his eyes open night after night.

The first thing Xie Xuan said when he saw him was to sigh: "I lost weight."

Wen Jiu pouted: "You know? You look like my grandfather now."

In the next second, he was hugged tightly by the man.

It was a particularly strong hug. The man's head was buried in his neck, and the voice was muffled, attracting the attention of passing students: "I miss you so much."

Wen Jiu pushed Ren's hand to freeze.

Xie Xuan seldom said such blunt words, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Belatedly, he thought, susceptibility period?

Such a reasonable guess immediately made Wen Jiu excited.

——Who told him that he was tormented by the other party last time and shed a lot of tears, and his voice became hoarse. If there is a chance to return it, he is of course very happy.

Without beginning or end, he said, "I'll have steamed pork ribs tonight."

Xie Xuan hummed, and his right hand slid down bit by bit, interlocking his fingers, clingy and intimate.

However, after only a few hours, Wen Jiu regretted it.

The soft gland was bitten by the sharp canines again, and he was pushed on the soft and wide sofa in the living room, and he didn't even go into the bedroom.

The calf kicked the opponent hard, and the black-haired young man complained vigorously: "You are lying."

"I'm not lying," Xie Xuan's lips were still stained with blood. Xie Xuan grabbed the opponent's wobbling ankle and easily turned Wen Jiu over. "This is my susceptibility period."

Unlike Xia Cheng, he had truly lost Wen Jiu, and he couldn't understand the little fun of ordinary Alphas who worry about gain and loss, and just wanted to use all means to catch him back.

Bowing his head and exchanging a wet kiss with the young man, Xie Xuan said hoarsely, "I gave you a chance."

For a whole week, he gave Wen Jiu enough time to think about their relationship. This week, he tried his best to restrain himself from snooping or contacting.

"But you came to me by yourself," Xie Xuan breathed intimately together, and said in a low voice, "Wen Jiu, I'm so happy."

The weakness was restrained, Wen Jiu opened his mouth and bit the opponent's shoulder: "I, uh, I did it for dinner."

The provocative words were interrupted by a sweet grunt, and his aura was reduced for no reason. Xie Xuan didn't expose it. His slender fingers followed the hem of the shirt inward: "Okay, feed me first, and then feed you."

"fair."

— not fair at all.

The unfinished words were tightly sealed by the tip of his tongue, and Wen Jiu really felt that he had turned into a poor piece of steamed pork ribs, red from head to toe, being licked and bitten by diners, gnawing on every spot, turning over and over , mouthful after mouthful, once again, knocking open the deepest deliciousness.

Even without the blessing of the febrile period, he still has no sense of where to go. Once he has fun, he will be greedy for pleasure and use his hands and feet to climb on people.

Necked mandarin ducks turn red waves.

At the most intense moment, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. He could only see the man with thin sweat on his forehead, with an expression completely opposite to his movements, with his eyes downcast, like a wet puppy, pitifully: "Jiujiu, don't leave, okay?"

"I am pleased with you."

The author has something to say:

Xie Xuan: If you don’t say anything, it’s as if you agreed.

The fourth world is over, and there is still a little ending at the beginning of the fifth world.

Five world keywords: unconventional end of the world, women's clothing, live broadcast.

Compare your heart every day, okay?

Volume 5 Pentakill: Atypical End Times