i want your pheromones

Ning Lan was in trouble for a moment, thought for a while and said, "Let's stay in the guest room first, and make arrangements after Mr. Lu comes back."

Aunt Li frowned, the new wife lives in the guest room?

Ning Lan turned sideways, handed a business card to Qiao Jin, and said, "Madam, here is my contact information. If you need to find Mr. Lu, or if you need help with anything, you can find me."

Qiao Jin took it over, hesitated to speak for a while, and confirmed to her again uncertainly: "Mr. Lu really won't go home?"

Ning Lan frowned slightly, then suddenly smiled: "Madam, can't wait?"

Qiao Jin didn't understand it for a while, and after thinking about it twice, he realized the meaning behind the words. His earlobes turned red all of a sudden, and he whispered, "No, I...I want to know Mr. Lu..."

Ning Lan was so cute by his soft and waxy appearance. She had been with Lu Xianzhou, a terrifying and strict man, for many years. Although she was also an Omega, under his oppression, she became stronger than Alpha.

She had never seen such a soft little Omega, if her status didn't allow her, she even wanted to pinch Qiao Jin's cheek to see if it smelled of sweet milk.

Lu Qianzhou has always disliked those delicate and soft Omega that would cry when touched. It's not sexist, but just admires tough and refined people.

If he saw his little wife, so soft, so obedient, like a sticky little sugar cake, with a milky smell when he was nervous, how would he feel.

Ning Lan's heart, which had been oppressed for many years, suddenly felt a little restless, her palms were hot, and she was eager to make trouble.

Ning Lan originally planned to send Qiao Jin upstairs, but she left first after receiving a phone call, and told Aunt Li to take good care of him.

"Madam, please come in." Aunt Li opened the door of the living room, found a pair of brand new slippers and handed them to his feet, and then she wanted to help him carry the suitcase.

Qiao Jin avoided it, and said, "No...no need, I'll just take it myself."

"It's almost noon. I'll prepare lunch later. Tell me if you have any taboos or what you like to eat. If there is no one in the refrigerator, I will go out and buy it."

Qiao Jin shook his head, "I'm not picky, I'm not picky."

Aunt Li saw that he was very cramped, like a little hedgehog with a taut string, and would shrink into an invisible shell when touched, and wondered in her heart: Did Mr. Lu marry a wife, or kidnap a child? ?Why are you so nervous?

Aunt Li pushed open the door, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and said to Qiao Jin in a slow voice: "This is your room, and the next door is Mr. Lu's bedroom. I will help you move there when he comes back to have a look."

Qiao Jin's eyes fell on the closed door next door, and he retracted it as if it was burning, "No, no."

"Then I'll go down and cook."

Qiao Jin finally sent the enthusiastic Aunt Li away, and immediately closed the door, heaved a sigh of relief and almost sat on the ground. He didn't know how to communicate with others, and his palms were sweaty during this short journey.

He raised his hand, clenched it lightly, breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at the room.

It was cleaned very cleanly, with no peculiar smell and no pheromone residue, only a faint fragrance. He poked his head and took a look. There was a small pot of unnamed flowers on the balcony. There were two small white flowers in the middle of the green leaves.

The curtains are white, with three layers, the outermost layer is light gauze, with the wind coming in from the window, it was torn and then slowly fell down.

There is only a poem written by a pair of brushes on the wall. The fonts written with silver hooks and iron strokes are chic and sharp, but there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity as if they have seen it somewhere before. The space looks like the font of the three characters Lu Xianzhou.

He wrote it! ! !

Qiao Jin hurriedly looked away, as if there was an extra face belonging to Lu Xianzhou on it, and he didn't dare to take another look.

He looked around the bedroom that "belongs" to him, resigned to his fate, opened the silver box he brought with him, took out his necessary clothes, and a carefully packed glass cover, with the suitcase on the front and back. It is more than half a meter high.

After dismantling the anti-shock sponge layer by layer, I was relieved to see that it was in good condition. At the same time, it revealed its true appearance, which was a wooden doll more than half a meter high.

The doll is very delicate, the hair is implanted little by little with real people's hair, the eyes are made of crystal, the tip of the nose is high, the lips are full, and it looks many times more beautiful than real people.

Qiao Jin stretched out his hand to hook it, and it didn't know what mechanism it touched, it blinked accordingly, the black eyelashes covered it, and there seemed to be a ripple between its eyebrows and eyes.

Qiao Jin pulled out his hand and touched its lips, and also laughed, the pear dimple on one side of the cheek was indented a little, revealing a softness.

He is not used to socializing with people. He only relaxes when he is dancing and carving puppets. He scared Uncle Feng and his eldest brother at first, and he hid after being reprimanded a few times by them. He only dared to hide in the room and carve.

He was afraid that no one would take care of him after he got married, and if they saw him again, he would be thrown away, so he took less clothes and brought it here.

Thinking of this, Qiao Jin suddenly became nervous again, what if Lu Xianzhou didn't let him keep it and let him throw it away.

Can I beg him?

Although Uncle Feng and Big Brother hated them too, they didn't say anything more after reprimanding him several times to hide them and not to take them out. If he begged Lu Qianzhou, would he promise not to let him throw them away?

Lu Qianzhou leaned on the back of the chair, the phone screen was on, a soft and sticky boy pursed his lips slightly, looked at the screen timidly, and was frozen by the camera.

It's Qiao Jin.

He looks fairer than ordinary people, and his skin is also very delicate, like a glutinous rice dumpling that has hardened into a human shape, so soft that one wants to reach out and squeeze it to see if the juice will ooze out.

If so, it must be milky.

Compared to Qiao Jin's ignorance, the information in Lu Xianzhou's hands can almost analyze him to the point that he has no privacy at all, even his waistline is clear.

With a swipe of Lu Xianzhou's fingertips, the picture switched to another one, showing him dancing on the stage. His slender waist was tied up in a close-fitting dance suit, and it almost broke with a pinch.

With his eyes closed, he raised his head high, like a proud swan singing, the surroundings were pitch black, only a beam of light from the top of his head fell, and it happened to shine on his face.

The stage was a cold light, when it fell on his face, there was a lonely arrogance on that tender young face, and there seemed to be no tears in the corners of his eyes that had been frozen by the camera, and inexplicably dropped a tear on the apex of Lu Qianzhou's heart. Tiny little ripples.

Feng Yusheng's kind of greedy old fox hit a big luck.

Such a soft and timid child has a pheromone match rate of 99% with him. He has rejected too many AO pairings before. This time, the Genetic Administration issued a document, and it happened to be stuck at this juncture again.

He doesn't care about being held accountable by the Genetic Administration, but if he doesn't accept this opportunity, a series of brain-dead investigations will be launched there. No matter what the result is, it will directly affect whether he can continue to be in power in the Lu family.

As a result, he had to marry this little troublemaker.

On a shallower level, I think that he bought such a small trouble with Feng Yusheng, and on a deeper level, I think that he has recruited a hot potato for himself. This little potato will lie in his family fence for at least two or three years.

According to people like Feng Yusheng, there would never be a reason why he would be willing to put Qiao Jin's bargaining chips and not come to seek benefits from him.

However, he forgot that he only had one chance to marry Qiao Jin because of the regulations of the Genetic Administration, and there was never a second chance to threaten him, and he would not give Qiao Jin a chance to blow pillows.

Ning Lan's voice was still in the earpiece, she reported to him concisely that the matter was settled, and ridiculed Feng Yusheng's flattery and money-seeking in a flash, and said that Qiao Jin asked her three times in a row .

"Mr. Lu." Ning Lan hesitated to speak for a while, and faltered without saying a word.

Lu Qianzhou said coldly: "If you have something to say, when did you have this problem and want to resign?"

Ning Lan wanted to scold him for being an old bastard ten thousand times, but she suppressed it ten thousand times because she didn't dare, and said in a retreat, "Madam seems to be very afraid of you. I'm relieved to hear that you won't be going back anytime soon."

Lu Qianzhou stamped his fingers on the desk.

relieved?

Cheng Jun said that Qiao Jin stubbornly wanted to see him, and Ning Lan said that Qiao Jin was afraid of him.

Afraid of him, but want to see him?

interesting.

Lu Jianzhou tapped the timid child on the screen with his fingertips, a little playfulness arose in his heart, as if he wanted to scare him deliberately, he called out a number and dialed it.

The waiting ringtone was a melodious flute, and Lu Xianzhou didn't bother to listen to it. Just a second before he ran out of patience, he connected, and a timid and soft voice came from the receiver, "Hello."

"I'm Lu Xianzhou."

A thin and soft voice came out of the receiver, as if it had been rolled in powdered sugar, a timid voice with a sweet taste, "I'm Joe... Joe..."

"Jojo."

Qiao Jin's heart was numb by the voice that was so deep that it almost knocked on the top of his heart, especially since this name was his nickname, only Yang Qin called him that, he became more nervous for a while, the more anxious he was, the harder it was to speak, and he cried for a long time Only then did he say: "My name is Qiao... Qiao Jin."

A burst of extreme silence immediately engulfed both ends of the phone, and the slightly disordered breathing was impossible to ignore. Lu Xianzhou waited for a few seconds, but the breathing was still disordered, so he spoke first: "Lawyer Cheng said you want to see me. "

Qiao Jin didn't expect that he would call himself at all, the extremely deep voice that almost grabbed his heart made him almost unable to hold the phone, and reflexively wanted to hang up.

"Want to hang up?" Lu Xianzhou said.

Qiao Jin's eyes widened all of a sudden, how could he know!

"I..." He swallowed his saliva, the fear in his heart gradually spread, he swallowed his breath, and held back not daring to hang up the phone.

Lu Xianzhou has always been decisive and sharp in his work, and he is not procrastinating at all. What he usually appreciates is the neatness and refinement like Ning Lan. He has almost never had the experience of communicating with such a soft little Omega.

He said he wanted to see him, but he didn't dare to speak after making a phone call. He said less than ten words before and after.

Half is very light, half is trembling.

"You're afraid of me." Although Lu Xianzhou asked him, it was an affirmative sentence.

"..." Qiao Jin unconsciously grasped the phone with both hands, and then let go of one to hold the heart after a while, desperately trying to get the vicious and ugly Lu Xianzhou out of his mind in order to get back a little memory His courage to speak.

"I'm not...not afraid."

Lu Qianzhou chuckled, but he couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or playfulness through the signal.

Qiao Jin listened nervously to his laugh, his heart was beating wildly like a drum, almost smashed to pieces, but he didn't dare to speak first, and after a while, a faint milk-scented pheromone spread in the room.

Lu Xianzhou's voice was cool, like a piece of broken jade soaked in cold ice, and Qiao Jin's previous imagination of him being old and ugly with a leather whip, easily frightened him.

"Tell me why you want to see me."