[ABO] I'm obsessed with Mr.

The next day, when Shi Wan woke up, the room was so dark that he didn't know what time it was, and the alpha beside him was gone. Shi Wan looked sideways at the place where Sheng Zhiyu slept last night and snorted softly with his nose. He sat up on the bed. He got up and opened the thick curtains, and Omega blocked the glare of the sun with his hands.

Shi Wan didn't know what time it was, but he knew that his hungry chest was sticking to his back.

He was exhausted to the point of extreme exhaustion after spending so long filming outside from dawn to dusk. Even though he just woke up now, he still felt that he hadn't had enough sleep. He picked up his phone to check the time and order some takeaway, but the phone was turned off.

I rummaged through the suitcase I brought back last night and hadn't packed it up. I found the charger after pouring everything out and throwing it all over the floor.

Dizzy and dizzy from hunger, Shiwan decided to go downstairs first to see if there was anything else at home that could satisfy his hunger. As soon as he walked down the stairs, he smelled a scent.

He swallowed his saliva like a puppy and walked to the kitchen, only to see Sheng Zhiyu cooking in home clothes with his sleeves rolled up, Alpha, who heard the sound, glanced sideways at Shiwan who was standing by the door, and said lightly: " Did you wash up? We'll be eating right away."

"Why didn't you leave?" Shi Wan asked.

Sheng Zhiyu put the braised pork ribs in the pot on a plate before replying: "There is nothing to do these few days, why don't you live in the villa I gave you, you are too small to stretch your legs and feet."

Although this is a duplex and the location is good, it is not enough for Sheng Zhiyu.

Shiwan was a little unhappy when he heard his words. The house had been filmed in two TV series before saving enough money to buy it, so he said coldly: "Mr. Go or not."

Sheng Zhiyu didn't get angry when he heard his sneering ridicule, he picked up the plate of braised pork ribs on the table and made a gesture to dump it into the trash can.

Sheng Zhiyu said quietly: "I fell?"

"!!!" Shi Wan's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hands to stop him.

Seeing his straight eyes, Sheng Zhiyu smiled, "Go wash up if you want to eat, and talk less, only good children can eat."

Shi Wan frowned and glared at him angrily, then turned and went to the bathroom, Sheng Zhiyu looked at his back and raised the corners of his mouth, feeling very happy.

Going downstairs again, Sheng Zhiyu was already sitting at the dining table talking on the phone with someone, and when he saw Shiwan standing on the stairs, he motioned for him to come over.

Shi Wan was really hungry, but thinking about his current relationship with Sheng Zhiyu, and what he had done to him before, he really didn't want to live with him under the same roof.

But helplessly, his stomach was growling with hunger, and Shiwan's fighting spirit was not worth a full meal after all.

He sat opposite Alpha and picked up chopsticks to eat, but he only regarded the person opposite him as air.

Sheng Zhiyu's craftsmanship is very good, when he was with him in the Sheng family, he would occasionally cook for himself.

But the relationship between the two is really...

The meat of the braised pork ribs was so tender and tender that it turned a corner on the lips. Before that, I couldn’t eat or sleep well on the set, and I suffered a lot for being a picky one at night.

"I've already read that project book and called it back to do it again." Sheng Zhiyu ordered vigorously into the phone, but his eyes were fixed on Shiwan who was eating on the opposite side.

The sauce stuck to Shiwan's face, Sheng Zhiyu hooked the corner of his mouth and took out two tissues and handed them over, holding the phone in one hand and saying in a serious tone: "If such a crap can't be handled well, why do I need them?"

Shi Wan even ate several pieces of pork ribs, and after he relieved his craving, he slowed down, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, Sheng Zhiyu held the phone in one hand while scooping up half a bowl of chicken soup for Shi Wan and pushed it over, sneering, "It's so broken If things can’t be handled well, what do I need them for? All right, let’s talk about it in a few days.”

Hanging up the phone, Sheng Zhiyu pushed another bowl of rice in front of Shiwan, restraining all his coldness just now, and reminded softly: "Eat some rice."

Shi Wan readily took it, and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"When you're full, start chasing people away."

As the saying goes, cannibalism is soft-spoken, Shi Wan snorted and lowered her head, determined to talk about it after dinner.

The food I ate when I was filming in other places before was always not to my appetite, so I accidentally ate too much this night. After the meal, Omega lay on the sofa with his delicate face wrinkled together and rubbed his stomach uncomfortable. Sheng Zhiyu put the dishes and chopsticks into the laundry room. When the bowl machine came out, he took some medicine for invigorating the stomach and eliminating food for Shiwan to take.

After the man obediently took the medicine, Sheng Zhiyu sat beside him naturally, held Shi Wan's head on his lap, rubbed his palms and then his stomach.

With strength, gentle movements and careful movements, as if the Omega in front of him was a fragile treasure, Sheng Zhiyu's heart softened when he watched Shiwan moaning comfortably, and he was obviously 23 years old, but he still looked like a child.

"Stop filming, you've lost a lot of weight." Sheng Zhiyu looked down at the person in front of him, his already flat belly was a little sunken.

Shiwan closed his eyes and enjoyed Alpha's service, muttering, "Don't worry about it."

After saying this, Sheng Zhiyu's hands stopped moving, and he opened his eyes belatedly. What Sheng Zhiyu has always hated most is telling him to leave him alone.

Looking at each other, Shi Wan looked up at Alpha with cold eyes, and said, "A year ago, didn't you tell me that I couldn't have a child and let me go?"