i want your pheromones

"That's not scolding, it's a joke between friends, Qiao Qiao doesn't need to mind too much." Lu Qianzhou comforted him.

Qiao Jin couldn't tell the difference, Zhu Chuan was always sloppy, and he spoke freely, far from the favor Professor Fu gave him, but he was used to listening to Lu Xianzhou's words, so he nodded.

Lu Xianzhou's cell phone rang, and he got up to answer it.

Qiao Jin was sitting on the sofa, and his cell phone rang, but it was the notification tone of WeChat.

Zhou Fu sent an expression of lying on the ground crying, tears drowning himself, "Qiao Meiren, please save brother, please, please."

Qiao Jin seldom saw him acting cute, so he smiled slightly and replied to his message, asking him what's wrong.

Zhou Fu said: "I took a tutoring job, that is, to teach that child to dance, but my girlfriend has been ill recently, so I can't go, can you replace me for a few days?"

Qiao Jin hesitated.

Zhou Fu said: "Just three days, I promise, if it is not really poor, who would be willing to take over tutoring during such a beautiful time of winter vacation."

Qiao Jin couldn't bear to refuse, and agreed.

"Cub, you are really my reborn parent, that's all."

"No."

During dinner, Qiao Jin suddenly remembered this matter and told Lu Xianzhou, but he flatly refused, and lowered his head aggrieved, "But I... have already agreed."

Lu Qianzhou put the bowl on the table, "Cut it first and then play it? You really have grown up."

Seeing his face darken, Qiao Jin hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, it's only three days, it's okay, it's okay, I used to teach people how to dance with Zhou Fu."

Lu Qianzhou's complexion still hasn't improved, and he wants to go out to teach people how to dance during the winter vacation?Instead of staying at home with him.

Qiao Jin asked him in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

Lu Qianzhou said firmly: "No, I'm worried about you. There's been a lot of news these days, and it's inevitable that you're a little crazy. I'm worried about you alone."

"Then shall I take Momo?"

Lu Qianzhou was silent: "..." Can't he just say take him there?What can Lu Mo, a little bastard, do? If he is in danger, he can send him to the corner.

Lu Mo set up a stumbling block for his uncle at the right time, "I can."

Qiao Jin squinted her eyes and smiled, then put her hands together and asked Lu Xianzhou pitifully: "Is it okay? I will definitely, I will ask you first next time, Zhou Fu is very good to me."

"Whatever you want." Lu Xianzhou was speechless by the anger of these two, Zhou Fu was good to him, but he was not good to him?

After Qiao Jin took a shower, he tightly gripped the doorknob, fear and rejection filled his heart, he was really afraid that Lu Qianzhou would torment him.

He felt that he was already at the limit when he held it every time, and he felt that his internal organs were displaced when it was slightly bigger and higher. The unspeakable feeling made him panic instinctively.

He was hopeless again, crying back and forth, and his voice was hoarse when he got up the next day, which made him dare not look up every time he saw Aunt Li's eyes.

On the first day in the dance studio, he made the mirror dirty, and every time he went to dance thereafter, he couldn't look directly at the mirror, so he simply stopped dancing.

He's also... too much.

That was the first time, Lu Xianzhou didn't know that he was so tight, and he was too big, so he hurt him a little, red, swollen, turned up and contracted pitifully.

He was also stunned, and called Dr. Shen to ask for the medicine, fed him, and put a pillow under his buttocks. Qiao Jin was so scared that he thought he had to do it, so he crawled forward trembling.

"Don't move, I'll give you medicine." Lu Xianzhou grabbed his ankle and dragged him back, squeezed the ointment at the entrance, and slowly sent it in with his fingertips.

"Am I... on my own?"

"Are you sure?" Lu Xianzhou really took his hand to the place and asked him to deliver the medicine himself.

Qiao Jin turned to look at him: "Don't...don't look."

"Qiaoqiao, I've seen it everywhere. Is it too late to remember being shy?" Lu Qianzhou held his finger and tried it lightly, feeling him trembling.

"Be obedient, you won't hurt yourself easily, I'll help you."

Qiao Jin's cheeks were flushed, and no matter how dull he was, he knew what bed affairs meant. He buried his face in the pillow and did not dare to move, his hands clenched tightly on the bed sheet, allowing his fingers to come in and out.

The body's memory was too deep, Qiao Jin took a few deep breaths, and opened the bathroom door to come out, but Lu Xianzhou was not there.

His pajamas were still on the bed, but he didn't know where they went.

When Lu Xianzhou came back from the study, he almost fell down as soon as he opened the door.

A small bag bulged on the bed, and it was still moving after a closer look. He closed the door to isolate the smell of pheromone, tried his best to let himself ignore it, walked over and stretched out his hand to grab the quilt.

Did not pull away.

He exerted a little force, and as soon as he lifted the quilt, he saw that his face was flushed, his eyes were red and he opened his mouth to inhale, and his legs were folded together and rubbed against each other.

Lu Xianzhou was startled for a second.

He went to the study to deal with a few things. The kid was about to get out of his estrus, what was he thinking about in the room.

"Jojo."

Qiao Jin stretched out his hand in a daze, "Hug."

Lu Qianzhou held his fingers with a smile and pulled him up, let him half kneel on the bed, raised his chin, and asked him: "Who am I?"

"Brother..."

"No, repeat."

"Mr. Lu?"

"Want to be beaten?"

Qiao Jin looked at him in bewilderment, obviously forgot about crying and calling her husband that day in the dance room, so she coaxed him to call out again.

His voice was already soft, and with a waxy cry, it was like a drug.

Qiao Jin's eyes widened, and he was embarrassed to call out.

Lu Jianzhou pinched his chin, lowered his voice and said, "Just call out, baby, okay?"

"Old...Old, sir." Qiao Jin stammered for a long time, but couldn't cry out, and hid in his arms with shy eyes reddened.

Lu Qianzhou almost strangled him to death by mistake, what old man, he is only ten years old, is he that old?

"Don't bark." Lu Qianzhou touched his face, paused for a while, and then said: "It's almost Chinese New Year, I'm going on a business trip for a few days, and I'll take you back to Feng's house when I come back."

"Business trip? Is it far away?"

Lu Qianzhou was surprised that he didn't ask about going home first, but asked him how far away he was on a business trip. He smiled happily and said, "Fortunately, I'll be back in three days. I'll leave Ning Lan to see you off." Go to class."

Qiao Jin somehow knew that Ning Lan was Lu Xianzhou's right-hand man, without her would be like losing a hand, so he hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no need, I can do it myself."

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Qiao Jin nodded. In fact, he lied. If Ning Lan went, wouldn't he have to take those sisters he had never met.

Sister Ning Lan likes the indifferent Doctor Han in the hospital, but doesn't like his senior brother.

Lu Xianzhou left early the next morning, but he still left Ning Lan behind and came to pick him up in the morning.

Qiao Jin asked her how Lu Xianzhou got there, usually Ning Lan would talk a lot, but this time she just asked and answered, and refused to say a word.

He never asked who that Qiu Fei brought by Lu Xianzhou was.

Lu Mo, who was a big kid, rarely interrupted. Qiao Jin clenched his hands and sighed in frustration, swallowing back the almost imperceptible sourness in his heart.

After he got off the car and went to the student's house, Lu Mo, who was sitting in the back, raised his head from the tablet, "He's jealous."

Ning Lan reached out and knocked on his forehead, "Nonsense, can I not see it?"

"Then why didn't you tell him that Aunt Qiu Fei is Lu Xianzhou's secretary?"

Ning Lan squinted her eyes and smiled, "Vinegar is still delicious when it is old. If it is just a little sour, it will not be brewed if you take off the lid. You have to tell your uncle when it is old, and then it will be delicious."

Lu Mo curled his lips, "You adults are disgusting."

Ning Lan patched him on the head again, "Little brat, I've taken you with me for so long, no big or small."

Qiao Jin is not very good at communicating with people, but this family has a good temper, they seem to be quite gentle, and they speak in a moderate manner without being overly enthusiastic.

He stated that he was attending class instead of Zhou Su, and asked the child to say hello to him with a convenient and polite self-introduction.

Qiao Jin took a deep breath to suppress the tension and discomfort in his heart, and spoke very slowly, trying not to stutter, "Then I... take him up."

"Hey, Mr. Qiao, please go ahead."

The student was a little boy, who looked bigger than Lu Mo, as tall as his waist, and also looked weird, with rolling eyes.

Go upstairs.

The little boy stood by the pole and raised his chin slightly and asked him, "What do you know?"

Before Qiao Jin came, he had read the materials that Zhou Fu had given him. He knew that the child had learned the dance styles and temper, and knew that he was a young master with a temper.

"Also, let's continue with what Teacher Zhou taught you. I won't teach you other dances."

"I don't like ballet." The little boy tugged at the dance clothes on his body, curled his lips in disgust, "Not handsome at all, just like a little girl."

"You don't like it... Tell your parents to change it." Qiao Jin thought about it and said, "You are still young, so there is still time to change it."

The little boy frowned, "Hey, why don't you coax me, you should talk about the benefits of this dance, and then force me to learn it, saying that you are doing it for my own good."

Qiao Jin remembered what Lu Qianzhou said, that other people's words should not be a stumbling block to affect you, their denials and decisions should make you more aware of what you want.

He didn't understand it at the time, but he suddenly understood it at this moment, so he slightly changed the words and said it to him.

The little boy snorted coldly: "I don't listen to these great principles."

It was the first time for Qiao Jin to teach a class by himself, and the child was not very obedient, which made him a little bit burnt out, and his clothes were almost soaked when he came out.

In the evening, Lu Xianzhou called, and the moment he heard the voice, his aggrieved eyes turned red, and he called out "senior brother" in a sticky voice, saying that he missed him.

Lu Qianzhou hung up the phone, and made a video call the next second. Qiao Jin lowered his head and said, "Don't watch..."

"Okay, I don't look at it, just let Qiaoqiao look at me and I don't look at you." Lu Qianzhou really closed his eyes, and asked him softly, "How was class today?"

Qiao Jin said dejectedly: "It's not very good. I think he doesn't like me very much. I can't teach well. I'm sorry for Zhou Fu and his parents."

Lu Xianzhou listened to his intermittent and piecemeal words, and after integrating them in his mind, he roughly guessed that the child had rebelled ahead of time.

"He asked me for WeChat when get out of class was over. Is he very dissatisfied with me and doesn't want me to teach him?" Qiao Jin thought for a while inexplicably, and then said: "He also asked me how old I was because he thought I was too old. Can't you be his teacher when you're young?"

Lu Xianzhou choked for breath, and a crisis arose spontaneously.

Little bunny.