Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Qi Yanqing propped his forehead irritably, with an impatient expression on his face: "No need."

"Don't hold on, when I sent you to Wanqian at night, I felt that your face was not right. What's the weather, you are wearing unlined clothes and blowing on the balcony..."

Zhou Jian is an old woman, and she can't stop worrying, "Did you read all the Weibo I sent you on WeChat? Zhang Heng was beaten so badly, he deserved it!"

Qi Yanqing was too lazy to click in and look, "...It's nothing, I'll hang up."

Zhou Jian let out a sigh, and said worriedly: "Is there really no need to find Teacher Lu?"

Before waiting for an answer, the phone was hung up.

Zhou Jian sighed, "What's the matter with these two people? Aren't they doing well?"

When I found Qingqing on the balcony just now, her complexion was so bad, not to mention bloodless, she was out of her wits.

The body was frozen cold, and he smoked a pack of cigarettes, which were scalded by the cigarette butts.

I always feel that there is something on my mind.

Zhou Jian thought for a while, held the phone and looked at it for a few minutes, and then sent Lu Yichao a WeChat message.

"Mr. Lu, are you done with your work? Qingqing is a little uncomfortable. He is about to go into heat, and he is in Wanquan's A9 suite. Hey, he seems to have a little temper, and he won't go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"By the way, do you know about Zhang Heng? I see everyone says you did it, hahaha, is it true? It's so cool!"

After listening to the conversation on the phone, Lu Yichao said in a lazy and flat voice, "It's not me. I'll go see him when I'm done."

The phone screen went off, and there was no light in the room.

Someone in front of him whimpered and begged for mercy, and tugged at his trousers: "Who the hell are you?! Dare to treat me like this, I won't let you go!"

Lu Yichao smiled, and it was even more eerie in the dark. He was wearing night vision goggles, and accurately stepped on the hand of the alpha in front of him, crushing the toe of his shoe.

"Ahhhh—it hurts! Let go! Let go of me!"

The person screaming on the ground was Zhang Heng. Just 10 minutes ago, he was suddenly invited to this room, and then it was completely dark, and he couldn't see his fingers.

At first, I thought it was some omega's taste, but after teasing me, I got kicked a few times.

"Don't you dare to see people! You have the guts to turn on the light! Bastard! Who the hell are you! Ah—"

The crisp skeletal voice was broken, and Zhang Heng's hand was trampled off by Lu Yichao.

It's unnecessary for him to touch Qi Yanqing's hand.

Zhang Heng sat on the ground panting, his whole body hurts now, and his body was shaking. He didn't know how many people there were, he could hear a lot of footsteps, and he didn't know who was in front of him. The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

The darkness magnifies the fear several times, everything becomes strange, and the time is stretched for a long time, expanding to infinity every minute and every second.

Holding his severed hand, Zhang Heng wiped the snot and tears from his face.

"Brother, do you want money or something? I was wrong, I admit it, what happened to me?!"

Lu Yichao grabbed the solid wooden high stool next to him and dragged it with one hand, stepping on the marble with his leather shoes, step by step like nails being driven into a person's heart.

The harsh pulling sound of the wooden stool overwhelmed Lu Yichao's chuckle.

"Very annoying, annoying people touching my things."

"What? Brother, what did I take from you! I double, no! Ten times! Ten times for you!"

Following Qi Yanqing's example at night, Lu Yichao picked up his stool and threw it at Zhang Heng!

Zhang Heng was beaten to the ground at once, vomited, lying on the ground unable to move, a puddle of blood poured out of his mouth.

Lu Yichao looked at him condescendingly, "I'm not happy that you took something I didn't want."

Lu Yichao went out with his mobile phone, someone would deal with Zhang Heng.

"Boss, I'm in a bad mood today. Why did that idiot offend you?" The tavern manager poured Lu Yichao a glass of wine.

"Take care of the rest of the matter." Lu Yichao lacked interest and took off his night vision goggles to look at his phone.

"Don't worry, that idiot has no guts to talk nonsense."

Lu Yichao was looking at WeChat, but the person at the top didn't post a message.

He snorted and threw the phone on the table, it still didn't seem uncomfortable.

"Boss, do you want to stay today? May I open a room for you?" the manager asked.

"Need not."

"That's right, look at what I asked! The boss must spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with the boss's wife..."

Lu Yichao: "Give me the A7 suite."

The manager hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, it's really romantic to go out on a date with the proprietress!"

Lu Yichao wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say, what kind of proprietress did Qi Yan settle.

Before he finished his glass of wine, Lu Yichao's cell phone, which was on the table, rang.

He pursed his lips and smiled, turned over his phone and found that it was Ji Langyue.

After answering the phone, a clear male voice sounded, "Boss Lu, everything on the Internet has been arranged. Those omega who have been bullied by Zhang Heng won't know anything more."

"Well, the money has already been credited to your card."

Ji Langyue smiled and said, "Thank you Boss Lu, the boss often comes to patronize my business. We hackers are short of money masters like you these days."

Lu Yichao made a phone call absent-mindedly, "Don't be poor, keep your mouth shut."

Ji Langyue sneered: "I'm afraid God will know, look at your virtue of doing good deeds without leaving a name."

"But it's okay. Boss Lu will make an appointment for me to clear my mind. I'll give you a half discount on the next order."

"A date by myself."

Just as Ji Langyue was about to speak, someone called him, "Boss Lu, let's stop chatting. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Let's hang out with you slowly." Lu Yichao lazily replied.

Ji Langyue was amused, "This is what I said, I have someone to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with, unlike you, you are like a widow when you get married."

Lu Yichao looked at his phone, did Ji Langyue have company?

Looking at my mobile phone again, there are all kinds of Mid-Autumn Festival blessings in WeChat, but the top is quiet.

Qi Yanqing, you have the guts, you can survive the estrus period by yourself, don't expect me to come to the door on my own initiative like a dog.

The A9 suite is filled with rich red rose pheromone, which is so fragrant and greasy that the air seems to be half-frozen, and it feels choking when you take a breath.

Qi Yanqing was in heat, and felt very uncomfortable. His alpha was not by his side, his glands were dry and painful, and the throbbing pain was traveling all over his body.

He picked up the phone countless times, looked at it with distracted eyes, and confirmed that there was no message.

He knew that Zhou Jian would definitely send a message to Lu Yichao.

It's Lu Yichao who can't come.

too painful……

Qi Yanqing pinched his arm hard, trying desperately to pick at the swollen gland, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.

He can't use inhibitors, he will be allergic, and he may die if he is severely allergic. Such a death is too ugly and disgraceful.

He curled up his body hard, picked up the phone in pain, and hesitantly called the name...

"Chu Xing is the kindest person I have ever met, and Qi Yanqing is no match for him."

boom--

Qi Yanqing slammed the phone against the wall!This sentence was like a curse, ringing in my ears repeatedly.

Qi Yanqing was not as good as Chu Xing.

Qi Yanqing, look at yourself, how pitiful you are when you're in heat.

Qi Yanqing's fragrance is so greasy.

Qi Yanqing picked up the phone and kept smashing it against the wall, the screen stopped lighting up, and the phone was completely broken.

He fell to the ground, sweating profusely, then struggled to make his way to the bathroom, soaking himself in cold water.

He picked at the glands that were heating up, and used the pain to calm himself down.

As long as he is under alpha's pheromone, he can no longer control himself.

Don't be mean, Qi Yanqing.

At least not tonight.

Qi Yanqing cried, he submerged his face in the cold water, small blisters kept gushing out, he raised his face within a minute, he covered his face with his hands and clenched his teeth, but there was still a small crying sound.

He won't watch you dance tonight, but call Qi Chuxing.

He doesn't choose you either.