i want your pheromones

Qiao Jin wasn't sure if he was unhappy, so he pursed his lower lip to see him take out the check book from his coat pocket, put it on his donation box, scribbled down the numbers, signed his name, tore it up and threw it into the donation box inside.

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, without any hesitation.

When he was writing, Qiao Jin silently counted in his heart, and only realized after he threw it in, "Brother, did you write the wrong number?"

This money is probably more than enough to cure Zhang Miao.

Lu Xianzhou put away the checkbook, patted his head, and said in a low voice, "Your brother is worth so much, go back after that, don't suffer from the cold here."

Qiao Jin hesitated a little, Yang Qin told him that Lu Xianzhou is a person who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals, does things ruthlessly, and never does business at a loss.

Isn't it a loss-making business for him to do so?

"What's wrong? Not enough?"

Qiao Jin hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, enough is enough, it's just...you donated too much."

"It's not too much if you open your mouth." Before he could figure it out, Lu Xianzhou rubbed his head and said, "Okay, let's go back. I'm back to the company. Call Ning Lan if you need anything." Telephone."

Qiao Jin nodded.

Zhou Fu watched Lu Xianzhou's back, and then he regained consciousness, walked over and pulled out the check written by Lu Xianzhou, and said with emotion: "Qiao Jin, your uncle is too generous, these zeros! Count... Fuck!! Lu Xianzhou?"

Zhou Fu yelled in surprise and pulled back Qiao Jin's sight. He grabbed Qiao Jin's shoulder and asked in disbelief, "That was Lu Qianzhou just now?"

Qiao Jin nodded.

"your husband?"

Qiao Jin nodded again.

"Damn, I really thought he was your uncle. I was still thinking about how your uncle touched and hugged you. I almost rolled up my sleeves and beat him up. It turned out that this is your husband." He rolled his eyes, "Isn't that right? You said he belonged to your uncle, but he didn't deny it. What's the fun?"

Qiao Jin pursed his lower lip slightly, looked at Lu Xianzhou again, opened the car door and sat in, and then said in a low voice: "He doesn't like being known about our marriage, can you pretend that you don't know?"

Zhou Fu glanced suspiciously at the sharply written Lu Xianzhou on the check, isn't it?

He wrote such a signature, did he really not want to be known?

Burning newspapers on the graves is deceiving ghosts.

In the evening, Li Zhen came to pick up Qiao Jin from school, and when he was almost at the school gate, he received a call from him, saying that he was not allowed to pick it up, and that he had to practice dancing at school, so he could just take a taxi back later.

Li Zhen's car was parked across the road, and after hanging up the phone, he watched Qiao Jin go around the intersection, take a taxi and leave.

Half a minute later, Lu Xianzhou received the message.

He just got off the conference table, glanced at the message, paused and sent him a message back: "Follow him, don't put him in danger."

In the past two days, he felt that Qiao Jin's appetite was not very good. It didn't seem like he was sick, but rather like the body instinctively emptied before the estrus came, to keep the genital cavity clean.

According to the first estrus period to the present, the time is almost the same.

Lu Jianzhou put his hands on the desk and thought for a while. Qiao Jin was timid and was still afraid of him, not to mention he promised not to touch him or mark him.

If he breaks his promise, Qiao Jin will probably cry and say that he backtracked.

Lu Qianzhou chuckled, probably suing him would be soft and not deterrent at all. If it was on the bed, maybe people would want to bully him more ruthlessly and make him cry even harder.

Li Zhen followed the taxi unhurriedly, watching him enter the shopping mall.

Qiao Jin shuttled through the shopping mall, thinking about what kind of birthday present he should give Lu Xianzhou, and since he donated so much money to his classmates, he should show something.

He asked Zhou Fu on WeChat, but he had never been in a relationship, and he didn't know anything about giving gifts. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think it was appropriate.

Lu Xianzhou's suits are all handmade, not to mention that he doesn't know the size, Zhou Fu said: "Why don't you buy him a cake, don't you always eat cakes on birthdays?"

Qiao Jin thought about how Lu Qianzhou was eating cake, "He probably doesn't like sweets, I've never seen him eat desserts, and he doesn't even like strawberries."

While walking, Qiao Jin happened to pass by a counter selling pens, and suddenly thought that the pen looked very worn out when he signed it this afternoon.

"Would you like to see the pen, sir?"

Qiao Jin looked through the glass cabinet for a while, pointed to one of the black pens, pursed his lips and said to her unnaturally: "Please..."

The lady at the counter smiled and took out the pen and handed it to him with both hands, and then introduced: "Our pen, the body of the pen is used..." With a gentle and soft voice, she introduced it in detail when Qiao Jin was looking at it, and tried her best to sell it.

The pen was cold in his hand, Qiao Jin looked at the pitch-black body of the pen and thought about the way Lu Xianzhou was holding it with his slender fingertips, and his breathing suddenly became chaotic.

The counter lady looked at Qiao Jin with a student look on her face, paused and said, "Are you using it yourself, or giving it away?"

Qiao Jin said, "Send, send someone."

"For gifts, this pen is more suitable for elites. If the other party is a student like you, I recommend this youth series. The one you are holding is too serious, and the price is too expensive."

Qiao Jin shook his head and asked her, "How much is this?"

The counter lady said, "[-] yuan."

Qiao Jin was taken aback by the price, so expensive?

He thought it was only a few thousand yuan at most, but he didn't expect a pen worth tens of thousands of yuan.

The lady at the counter glanced at him and said gently: "This pen is limited, there are only eleven pieces in the world. If you can't accept this price, we have other styles to recommend."

Qiao Jin said, "That's... just this."

The lady at the counter took him to pay, returned the invoice and receipt to him, and asked him to pick another ribbon.

Qiao Jin stood at the counter and looked at the lady at the counter wrapping presents with her fingers. He had saved a little over 3 in total from puppet carving and dance performances. After buying this pen, there was not much left.

But he wanted to give this to Lu Xianzhou. He lived in his home, and he gave Uncle Feng a lot of things when he got married, but he had nothing. He married him alone, so he should pay back some.

"Joe Jin?"

Qiao Jin was lost in thought, when he heard the voice, he turned his head and saw Lu Pingyan, he hesitated and called out: "Brother."

Lu Pingyan looked behind him, "Are you alone?"

Qiao Jin nodded lightly, Lu Pingyan pushed the wheelchair forward, smiled gently beside him and said, "Come shopping by yourself, did Xianzhou not accompany you?"

Qiao Jin shook his head, just in time, the lady at the counter had finished wrapping the things and handed them to him with both hands: "Sir, your gift is wrapped, please keep the invoice, if you have any problems, you can come to our store for repairs."

Qiao Jin took the pen, just as Lu Pingyan's blanket fell off, he bent down to help pick it up, Lu Pingyan reached out and placed it on top of his head.

Suddenly touched, Qiao Jin stood up abruptly, and took a few steps back in a panic.

"Brother, I... I'm going home, goodbye."

Lu Pingyan nodded slightly, looked at him fleeing with a smile, and slowly suppressed his smile.

When timid and nervous, the pheromones flutter around, and the delicate and soft can't get out of the big scene. Every trait is right in the minefield of Lu Xianzhou.

It seems that this marriage is indeed a deal.

The lady at the counter said respectfully: "Boss."

Lu Pingyan gave a "hmm" and said, "Go and do your work."

There was a traffic jam on the road, and it was almost eight o'clock when Qiao Jin returned home.

The living room was pitch black, he turned on the light but didn't see any sign of Lu Xianzhou's return, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and walked into the study lightly.

Lu Qianzhou sat in the room, watching him look around like a thief from the surveillance camera.

The cell phone in his hand was still on, and there were several messages and a photo on it, which Li Zhen had sent an hour and a half ago.

He searched for a parking space for a long time, and when he entered the mall, he only had time to see Qiao Jin talking to Lu Pingyan, and because his back was turned, he could only see Lu Pingyan nodding and smiling.

"He came out after having a conversation with the young master in the mall."

"No one followed, just the two of them."

Lu Jianzhou clenched his fingers tightly, and there were obvious blue veins on the back of his hand. Although his expression was normal, the irrepressible pheromones and low air pressure all showed his current anger.

In the photo sent by Li Zhen, Qiao Jin was obediently kneeling in front of him, with Lu Pingyan's hand on his head.

Feeling sore and swollen in his heart, Lu Xianzhou looked at the small figure rummaging in the study, and replied to Li Zhen's message.

—Don't mention it in front of him.

Li Zhen replied: "Yes."

Qiao Jin carefully opened the drawer and put the gift box in, whispering that he must like it, but when he closed the drawer, he accidentally dropped some documents.

He knelt down to pick it up and put it on the table. Just as he was about to close it, his eyes were attracted and he turned it over involuntarily.

The above is the information of a dancer he likes very much, followed by her signing an endorsement contract with Lu's, and her next performance plan.

Qiao Jin was fascinated, and the face of the person under surveillance became more and more ugly.

Lu Jianzhou clenched his fingers tightly. Mu Shuanglan, whom he trusted back then, was a pawn arranged by Lu Pingyan, and he stabbed him severely.

Now his little wife...

Lu Qianzhou didn't want to wrong him, so he picked up his mobile phone and dialed his number, and waited patiently for him to answer.

"Jojo, are you home?"

The voice in the receiver was very soft and soft, "I'm home, aren't you coming back tonight?"

Lu Xianzhou didn't answer and asked instead: "Li Zhen is not late to pick you up, he said there was a traffic jam."

Qiao Jin hesitated for a moment, then said, "No, very punctual."

Lu Jianzhou clenched his fingers tightly, but he still didn't have an attack. He just asked him, "Where did you go today?"

"No, no." Qiao Jin had never given anyone a gift, and he didn't know if Lu Qianzhou would dislike this pen, so he didn't dare to say, pursed his lips slightly and lied: "Everywhere Didn't go, just went home after school."

Lu Qianzhou hung up the phone, and twitched the corner of his lower lip coldly, the subordinate he once trusted betrayed him.

The person he married now also lied to him.

After Qiao Jin answered the phone, he hurriedly closed the file, for fear that Lu Xianzhou would find him in the study when he came back, so he rushed out, and bumped into Lu Xianzhou with a gloomy face as soon as he got downstairs.

He sat on the sofa in the living room, looked up and said, "Come here."

Qiao Jin walked down quickly, stood in front of him and was about to speak when he realized that his face was ugly, subconsciously grabbed his clothes and took a step back, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Lu Xianzhou reached out to him, "Come here."

Qiao Jin hesitated for half a second, and walked over obediently, but he grabbed his wrist and dragged him into his arms.

"Lu, Mr. Lu?"

"Did I tell you that I don't like people lying to me?"

Qiao Jin sat on his lap stiffly and motionless, and because of his words, he was so guilty that he didn't say a word.

"What are you doing in the study?"

Qiao Jin shivered in fright, he had never seen Lu Xianzhou so fierce, his eyes turned red, "Yes, I'm sorry."

I am sorry.

The three words that Lu Qianzhou disliked to hear the most, he sneered and said, "I'm sorry for what?"

Qiao Jin didn't know why he was so angry, but he just apologized subconsciously. Hearing his questioning tone, tears fell down instinctively, and he pursed his lips desperately trying to hold back. He sat on his lap and didn't even dare to wipe it.

"Don't cry."

Qiao Jin was frightened again, her long black eyelashes trembled slightly, the tears not only didn't stop but fell more fiercely, she frantically wiped them off, "I...I'm sorry...I won't cry."

Lu Qianzhou clenched his fingers, and was swept away by the anger of betrayal. He had to restrain himself so that he could keep his sanity so as not to frighten him.

Even so, Qiao Jin was frightened by him.

The irrepressible pheromone in Lu Xianzhou's body was extremely turbulent, like the waves of tens of thousands of meters deep sea pouring down on his head, and Alpha's suppression made him tremble instinctively.

"division……"

The more nervous Qiao Jin is, the more he will say bad things. He is naturally timid, coupled with Alpha's suppression of Omega, and they have a pheromone compatibility of 99%. For him, Lu Xianzhou is the complete ruler .

Those eyes were as deep as the deep sea, and there was no warmth when staring at him.

Only then did Qiao Jin know what Yang Qin and the others were talking about about Lu Xianzhou. The fear in his heart and the fluctuation of pheromones made him unable to bear it any longer. When Lu Xianzhou said the next question, he cried "wow". out.

At the same time, a huge burst of Omega milk-scented pheromone burst out instantly.

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