Female A Survival Manual

Wang Yuyu was sitting in a semi-enclosed garden on the top floor of Wang's house, chatting softly with Fu Qi across from him. The servant stepped forward and said in his ear, "Miss Wang Ibi is back and is waiting to see you downstairs."

"Coming back so soon?"

Wang Yuyu was a little surprised, he said apologetically to Fu Qi: "I'm sorry, excuse me for a moment."

He walked into the small study downstairs and said in a friendly tone, "Sister has worked hard. I thought you would be back in a few days. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wang Ibi showed a diligent smile: "I was afraid of delaying your affairs, so I rushed back."

After a few words of greeting, Wang Yuyu opened the chip in the wristband. He looked at the ciphertext in the chip with a smile, and his fingers crossed a few patterns, and asked kindly, "Is this journey going well?"

"Of course it went well. The aquamarine mine has been bought, and people have seen it. The things have been brought back with the first batch of aquamarine and have been put into storage." Wang Ibi noticed his expression, but couldn't see anything out of it, and tentatively said, "Am I still responsible for this matter in the future?"

"Of course, there are too few people in the Wang family that I can trust. My sister has helped me a lot. I can only trust you with this matter." Wang Yanyu said in a sincere tone, "It's hard work, you should rest during this time, next. I will continue to trouble my sister once again."

He also handed the matter over to her, indicating that nothing had changed, and Wang Ibi finally felt relieved, smiled and exchanged a few words before leaving.

When she left, Wang Yuyu looked at her closed door with a disgusted look, and muttered, "What an idiot, you can't do this well."

I don't know what she did on her own initiative and offended Brother Yan.

In the first paragraph of the cipher text on the chip, it was written to deal with the king ibis immediately.

Although he is indeed short of manpower now, Wang ibis is still able to do things well, but there is no way. Since Brother Yan said so, Wang ibis can only die.

Wang Yuyu returned to the garden on the roof, and Fu Qi looked at him: "You asked Wang Ibi to see him, can she be trusted?"

Wang Yuyu: "Whether it is credible or not, it can't be used. She should be 'accidental death' soon."

Fu Qi didn't ask any further, just said, "Then who do you want to contact him in the future?"

Wang Yuyu showed a distressed look, and tapped his fingers on his forehead: "I am worried, the Wang family is in such a mess, there are really few that can be used."

The head of the Wang family was ill and could hardly see anyone, and only the housekeeper was in charge. The side branches were eager to seize a lot of power from the head family, and the nefarious Hei family took advantage of the previous chaos to embezzle the royal family's property. With his own abilities, the Wang family still doesn't know what the chaos will be like.

"I have no choice but to ask Brother Yan for help, he will definitely find a way." Wang Yuyu looked reverent and looked like a naive boy.

Fu Qi raised his eyebrows, Wang Yuyu's worship and trust in Yan Qiongyu reminded him of the attitude of those in the Utopia towards Yan Mu. In some respects, Yan Mu and Yan Qiongyu are really very similar.

"Let him help...Aren't you afraid that he will directly turn your royal family into his 'Utopia'?"

Wang Yuyu smiled, and Mao Tong was sly: "What is the Wang family? Brother Yan still doesn't look down on it."

"Speaking of the Utopia, Brother Yan also asked Wang Ibi to bring me some of the medicine you used. Is it really that powerful?"

Fu Qi twitched the corners of his mouth regarding Wang Yuyu's question: "What kind of powerful psychic annihilation potion is, the most powerful one is the potion he is currently researching. When I escaped, I heard that there were already eyes on it, the kind that can give Alpha and Omega information. Elixir-disappearing medicine."

When he fled, all the Utopias were almost reduced to experimental grounds, including Yan Mu, who was in control of the Utopia, and was swept into the vortex by Yan Qiongyu's terrifying ambitions.

"Is what he wants to create a completely chaotic world?" Fu Qi murmured.

For many years, everyone has been living under the influence of pheromone, which not only affects reproduction and fighting, but also determines the division of labor and hierarchy in the entire society. Once shaken, it will not only be redefined by the relationship between Alpha and Omega.

If you think about it for a moment, you will be frightened by the turmoil in the future, and even the extinction of the population is possible.

...

The terrifying Yan Qiongyu was standing with her arms folded in the warehouse rented by Wang Luan, watching her handle the spaceship parts.

The weather became hot. In order to facilitate work, Wang Luan wore trousers on the lower body and only a short vest on the upper body. A neat and clean white protective bandage was exposed on his arms, and the protective bandage on his abdomen was also exposed when he got up occasionally.

She was repairing a slightly deformed pusher. After washing it with a special potion, the stains on the pusher came off and became as smooth as new, with only one corner still slightly deformed.

Yan Qiongyu looked at the old parts and frowned: "Why don't you buy some new parts?"

Wang Luan: "Some parts are old and easy to use, because they have been run in well."

Seeing that she was trying to straighten the deformed horn, Yan Qiongyu frowned again, looked at the injury on her arm, and stopped: "Let me come."

Wang Luan hesitantly gave him the deformed parts in his hand, Yan Qiongyu took it, and exerted force... the deformed corner did not move at all.

Wang Luan saw that his face had become expressionless, and he was a little suspicious that he wanted to throw this part out, and tremblingly stretched out his hand to honor him: "This is actually made of very sturdy material, it's normal that it can't be broken, put it away first. Wait for it to be broken with tools later."

Yan Qiongyu let her take the part away from her hand and put it aside. He wiped his hands and said, "I'll get you some water, take a rest."

Wang Luan: "Okay."

As soon as Yan Qiongyu left, Wang Luan glanced at the part, but still took it over, and slowly used his fingers to restore it to its original state. It is indeed very hard, and it is very difficult for her to break straight with her strength now.

Breaking each corner to the correct angle, Wang Luan hid it in the parts box on the side. Thinking of Yan Qiongyu's failure to break the parts just now, he didn't know why the more he thought about it, the more laughable he became.

She covered her abdominal bandage with a smile, and inadvertently turned around to find that Yan Qiongyu was standing at the door looking at her smiling, with a subtle expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

It is estimated that he saw a series of actions from her just now, and with his heart, he knew why she smiled like this when he rolled his eyes.

Wang Luan: "..."

"Ah." Wang Luan shook his arm dryly, trying to divert his attention, "I used too much force just now, and the wound on my arm seems to have split open."

She sat obediently on a small stool and stretched out her arm to Yan Qiongyu.

His fingers were nimble and moved gracefully. He took off her bandage and saw that the wound was indeed cracked a little, so he re-applied medicine and put on a new bandage.

After changing, he kissed the bandage. I changed the medicine a few times, and I don't know how I got this habit.

Wang Luan shrank his neck, remembering the first time he helped deal with the wound before, he covered his abdomen with lingering fear, and felt that there was still a soft touch there. The most shameful thing is the body's natural reaction...why is there a reaction! Almost died of shame.

Yan Qiongyu seemed to be in a hurry this time. The flowers she brought were inserted into the vase in the living room later, and she also took off the coat that was always hanging on the hanger in the living room and washed it.

Moreover, he has been here for several days this time. Every day, he follows her in the warehouse to see the modified spacecraft, and goes back to rest together at night. He doesn't see any intention of leaving.

"Are you worried about my injury? It's just a minor injury." Wang Luan asked him when he was resting.

Yan Qiongyu sat beside her, stretched out her long legs and squinted her eyes to bask in the sun: "I'm a little tired recently, and I want to rest."

Wang Luan looked at his face, and it was indeed a little pale. When she was still in the Imperial City Star, Yan Qiongyu was still smooth and smooth, and she was really unhealthy compared to now, so she couldn't help but make him stew soup every three days. This time the soup was the two of them. drink together.

"If you care so much about my body, you should also care more about your own body." Wang Luan held his chin, looked up at the sky, and said with a long sigh.

Yan Qiongyu laughed and got closer to her, and Wang Luan smelled a faint pheromone emanating from his whole body.

In the past, as long as Yan Qiongyu thought about it, he could not penetrate a single pheromone, and it smelled as tasteless as hers.

But the few times we met recently, he seemed to be unable to control his pheromones, it would overflow naturally, and the taste was extraordinarily light, and it seemed that it not only overflowed from the glands in the back of the neck, but more like it was emitted from the blood.

Even if she lacks common sense, she now knows that Omega's pheromones only radiate from the glands. So she guessed that Yan Qiongyu was messing with her body again.

Wang Luan suddenly sniffed at himself: "After so long, I still don't have the smell of pheromone, I still don't know what my pheromone smells like. Everyone else has it, isn't it too strange for me to be like this? "

Yan Qiongyu held her hand, and her cold white fingers rubbed her fingers with fine scars, inserted them between the fingers, and firmly grasped her from loose to tight: "No, this is the best for you. If all Everyone is just like you."

Wang Luan felt that the gentle tone of his words was a bit scary, and suddenly he changed his tone and said, "You don't have the smell of pheromones, but you have your own unique smell."

"Is there?" Wang Luan was puzzled, he took his vest and smelled it again.

Yan Qiongyu clasped her hand, pulled her in front of him, leaned over to her neck, and inhaled gently as if to distinguish: "Mechanical parts, Lumu furniture at home, old-fashioned light fragrance bath for body cleaning, vegetable garden The soil and flowers, the wind of Xiaowu District..."

Wang Luan raised his neck: "...It sounds so messy."

Yan Qiongyu: "Well, I like it very much."

In the evening, she sniffed in the bathroom for a long time, and she couldn't distinguish the smells Yan Qiongyu said, so she had to attribute it to the poetic imagination of some literary youth, the literature based on personal emotions, and there was no specific smell, it was all his brain. Brain tonic within.

She dawdled in the bathroom for a while and went out. A literary youth who had been coaxing her with good obedience was already waiting for her on the bed with a dressing tool: "Don't wash for so long next time, it will not be conducive to the healing of the wound."

Wang Luan gave up and put a big character on the bed, letting him treat all the wounds on his body properly.

He looks serious most of the time, but the trouble is that he will suddenly take advantage of people in the gap between seriousness, just like a cat suddenly stretches its claws and makes trouble.

"Ow!" Wang Luan jumped up suddenly, "I said I can't touch it! I'm so itchy!"

Yan Qiongyu is serious: "I accidentally bumped into it."

Wang Luan: "You accidentally three times."

Yan Qiongyu: "Well, I did it on purpose, sorry."

Yes, that's it, first quibble, if you can't quibble, just admit it, and then look righteous.

No, I can't bear it any longer. After Wang Luan waited for him to lie down quietly and fell asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes, groped for his waist, twisted it suddenly, and then quickly backed away. Yan Qiongyu didn't react and didn't move.

Wang Luan avoided the loneliness, and moved over to try to repeat the old trick, but was suddenly covered by the quilt that was lifted up, and some people took advantage of the chaos to scratch her ticklish flesh, steady and ruthless.

Wang Luan was furious after being scratched. After finally breaking free from the quilt, she saw Yan Qiongyu standing by the door with a serious face and said, "Don't make trouble, I'll go to sleep next door tonight."

Wang Luan: "..." Who started the trouble first, you bad cat!

Yan Qiongyu came to the next room, instead of lying on the bed, she took out a flashing communicator. The smile on his face had completely disappeared when another voice came from the communicator.

"Fu Qi, how's it going? Has Wang Yuyu dealt with Wang Ibi?"

"Wang Ibis has 'accidentally died'. Wang Yuyu listens to you very much." Fu Qidun asked after a while, "You don't believe Wang Yuyu?"

Yan Qiongyu said lightly: "He is indeed very obedient, but it is easy to change people, I don't believe that it will remain unchanged."

After the brief communication ended, Yan Qiongyu sat beside the bed and looked at the wall, thinking about Wang Luan who was separated by a wall.

She was probably sulking again. In fact, it was not the first time that he deliberately angered her. It was like this when he was still in the imperial capital. Wang Luan always didn't care about trivial matters with him, and loved himself to be sullen.

He was thinking about some questions in the dark room, and suddenly the door banged twice, and Wang Luan's depressed face showed: "You better go to sleep with me."

Yan Qiongyu stood up with a smile and gave her his hand: "Okay."

The two lay down again, and after a long time, Yan Qiongyu suddenly bowed and hid: "Ah... itchy!"

Wang Luan retracted his hand contentedly and consciously pulled back a round.

Yan Qiongyu looked at her in the dark and smiled secretly. Now he is not too sensitive to pain, let alone itching, he just cooperates with her, otherwise she will not be able to sleep tonight.

The person who fell asleep forgot the grievances before going to bed, and approached unconsciously, with his forehead against Yan Qiongyu's chest, Yan Qiongyu touched the back of her head with one hand, and looked at the void with his eyes, and did not fall asleep for a long time.