The fiercest and the sweetest [ABO]

After attending the banquet, Xie Chen's three souls lost his seven souls. He followed his parents back home in a daze, lay down on the big bed cleaned by the servants, and covered his body with a light and warm quilt. Only then did he have a little truth. Feel.

Xie's parents are also very big-hearted, they don't care about Xie Chen's absent-minded appearance at all.Xie Chen is just a well-loved little brat, what big things can he cause?They didn't believe it, the big deal was that they saw someone they didn't like again and couldn't beat them, and then they secretly figured out how to get Jiang Yao to beat him up for him.

As soon as Xie Chen got home, Jiang Yao was called downstairs by his parents again.Dressed in a white rabbit, he walked in front of Mo Jia and Mo Lin with a complacent expression, his emerald green eyes slightly curved with a smile: "Brother Mo Jia, brother Mo Lin."

Mo Lin smacked his lips when he heard this address, and then stretched out his hand to rub Jiang Yao's black hair, which looked particularly soft: "It's rare to hear you call me brother."

"What's the matter, do you need your brother Mo Lin's help?" Mo Lin raised his eyebrows, and moved his fingers down to pinch Jiang Yao's face until he pinched it well before letting go.Jiang Yao still had a good temper and didn't hit anyone. Mo Lin looked at Jiang Yao in surprise and clicked his tongue a few times.

He couldn't help but began to wonder, could falling in love really make people better?You must know that if you want to play Jiang Yao like this before, even if you don't beat someone, you still have to say a few words and spit out some venom.

Jiang Yao's mind is now full of Xie Chen's thoughts about getting his legs broken, so he doesn't have the energy to distract himself from Mo Lin who pinches his face and head.

Jiang Yao didn't make a move, but Mo Jia patted Mo Lin's sinful paw away in disbelief. He put his hand lightly on Jiang Yao's shoulder, and his deep male voice was more magnetic than a cello: "Little baby, let's go up!" talk?"

After Jiang Yao finished talking with Mo Jia, his face was wrinkled as if he had eaten a bitter gourd raw, and he was so wronged that he couldn't speak.Mo Jia was still calm, and Mo Lin's curious eyes turned back and forth between the two of them a few times, but they finally gave up.

While worrying about Xie Chen, a mindless person, Yan Heng got up after lying on the bed for a few minutes after being stretched by his master. Enduring his sore muscles, he moved to the desk with difficulty.

Books about economics and management were spread out on the table, densely packed with fonts and highlights highlighted by pens of different colors.Yan Qi walked in from the outside, he looked at Yan Heng who seemed to be abusing himself, and he really couldn't bear to say anything more offensive.

"Want to eat fruit?"

Yanheng's arms were so weak that he couldn't even lift them up. He grabbed the pen and shook his head solemnly: "I don't want to eat, I want to study hard." Yanheng looked at the thick book, his eyebrows furrowed tightly I thought in my heart that I would drive all night tonight and feel that I have thoroughly understood this book.

Yan Qi glanced lightly at Yan Heng, and casually took a piece of apple into Yan Heng's mouth with his fingers: "Learning so fast, it's useless if you don't have money."

Whether it is business or stocks, you always have capital.There is no capital, and the empty-handed white wolf is just trying to eat farts.

Yan Qi silently hit the unrealistic Yan Heng in his heart, but in reality he just left the fruit plate by the desk, and kindly closed the door to exit Yan Heng's private space.

Mother Yan was sitting outside watching TV, and when she saw Yan Qi coming out, her dark eyes were rarely worried: "What's wrong with your brother?" It's fine to learn Taekwondo all of a sudden, but why study so hard?What stimulated you?

Yan Qi tugged at the corners of his mouth, his hand brushed his hair into a mess, hesitant to speak: "It's okay, maybe it's just my brain suddenly went out." He said so that Mother Yan couldn't help but stare at him, and put her mouth The melon seeds being knocked are spit into the trash can.

Mother Yan came to Yan Qi's side, stretched out her hand and grabbed Yan Qi's ear, anxiously: "What do you mean, Yan Heng is your younger brother, your own younger brother!"

"I don't know why he's not right..." If Yanheng hadn't been his own younger brother, he wouldn't have worked so hard, and ended up being treated like a donkey's lungs by kind people.

Mother Yan watched his wrinkled facial features in pain and finally let go of her hands. She clapped her hands and her eyes were still glued to the closed door. There was always an indescribable feeling in her heart: "Is your brother talking In love?"

These words were so sudden that Yan Qi was so frightened that he nearly stumbled over his left foot and fell to his death on the ground with his right foot.He widened his eyes, and his dark eyes unconsciously started to move his adam's apple with guilt: "Ah...hehehe...how could it be possible for an omega to fall in love with Yan Heng's fucking appearance."

Speaking of this, Yan Qi's conscience does not hurt at all, Yan's mother thinks about the appearance of her usual youngest son, and feels that Yan Qi's words are very reasonable.So she waved her hand and told Yan Qi to step aside and do her homework.

Yan Qi looked at his mother, who was an adult, sitting in the living room eating melon seeds and watching soap operas, very envious, but he could only face the endless homework bitterly.

As night fell, the stars in the distance began to emit their own starlight again.Yanheng twisted her stiff neck, listening to the creaking sound, afraid that her body would fall apart if she exerted too much force.

The mobile phone that was thrown into the bucket suddenly made a ding-dong sound.Yan Heng, who wanted to continue fighting, stared wide-eyed, and hastily opened the drawer and the mobile phone that was still on.

On the screen of the mobile phone, there were three large characters of children written brightly. Yan Heng unlocked the screen with his fingerprints. He thought that Jiang Yao was here to have a sweet relationship with him, but who knew that there was only one extremely indifferent sentence——

Children: What is the homework?

Yanheng couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this sentence. He rubbed his finger on the smooth phone screen, and finally pressed the screenshot button, and put the picture into the locked album.

In any case, this is the first time that the child took the initiative to find him, which is a good start.

Yanheng sent Jiang Yao a photo of her finished homework, and wanted to say a few sweet words of love, but Jiang Yao replied indifferently good night.For Jiang Yao, whose attitude was so indifferent to the North Pole, Yan Heng felt pained and wronged, but in the end, he still didn't bother the children who were supposed to be going to bed.

Forget it, let the children sleep well.If you don't sleep, you won't grow taller.Although children, even if they are not tall, he still loves them.

Jiang Yao received the answer and was about to start copying when he discovered a cruel thing.He didn't bring his homework home, which is really gratifying.Jiang Yao, who originally wanted to do homework to change his mood, could only climb onto the bed, staring at the dimly shining stars on the ceiling with his round cat pupils, wondering what he was thinking.

Before Jiang Yao sorted out today's affairs, the phone started to vibrate on the table again.He raised his eyebrows and got up from the bed, thinking that Yan Heng was looking for something to do with him, but who knew it was the bastard who annoyed him all day today.

I was wrong: So what... Boss Jiang... that... emmm... Give me his WeChat?

Xie Chen covered his face and kept rolling on the bed, he couldn't believe that he was so stupid that he forgot to ask Mo Jia for WeChat.

Jiang Yao looked at this message with a cold face, his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, recalling the conversation between himself and Mo Jia in the study, and thinking of Mo Jia's attitude of not rejecting anyone who came, he was extremely irritable.

Brother Jiang: To be honest, I don’t want to give it to you.

I was wrong: why... He, he, he, he is not a scumbag!

Jiang Yao saw the three words behind with a raised eyebrow, he gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to rush to Mo's house and beat Mo Jia up now.If Mo Jia wasn't a scumbag, there would be no scumbags in the world.

Brother Jiang: Believe me, he is really a scumbag, very scumbag.I never lied to you since I was a child, right?So you don't like him, it's better to like others than him.

I was wrong: No, I rarely fall in love at first sight once.Even if he is scum, I have to experience it for myself!

Jiang Yao felt a sudden pain in his head, he threw the phone violently on the table, trying to comfort himself that he was out of sight and out of mind, but he still couldn't hold back listening to Xie Chenxin's voice and vomited blood in his heart.

He finally understood how his brother felt when he heard that he was in love. It should be the aggrieved feeling that he wanted to beat him to death but couldn't do it.

[The author has something to say]: Jiang Yao: I'm just a tired old lady who worries about bastards.jpg

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Small story

As long as Jiang Yao is drunk, he has a particularly bad habit of clinging to others.For this habit, Jiang Yuan and the others have no way to correct it. After all, think about those watery eyes staring at you innocently. If you want a hug, will you not give it?

Yanheng, who knew Jiang Yao's habit well, naturally directly prohibited him from drinking outside.

But things often don't go so smoothly.

Jiang Yao didn't know whether he was in a panic due to idleness these days, or what, but he actually developed a hobby of wine tasting.The capacity for alcohol itself is not enough, if you drink several different wines, you just pour them in a glass.

The man who had been paying attention to Jiang Yao for a long time saw that he was drunk, so he quietly touched him from his original position. He called out a glass of high-strength wine and pushed it in front of Jiang Yao with a smile. His male voice was very unpleasant: " Little brother, let me buy you a drink."

As he spoke, he was about to move his hands and feet, and as soon as his hand touched Jiang Yao's slippery face, he was pulled back.He gritted his teeth and was about to swear, when he met Yan Heng's face that was darker than the bottom of the pot, he closed his mouth embarrassingly, and his mind completely stopped.

Yan Heng endured the explosion in his heart, and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Yao: "Baby, shall we go home?" His voice was deliberately lowered, perhaps because he was too familiar, and Jiang Yao, who was so drunk that he didn't even know anyone, never knew him. A hmm came out of his throat, and he was picked up by Yan Heng like a kitten.

Yan Heng gritted his teeth and led the man to the car, with one arm around Jiang Yao's waist and the other hand carefully protecting the back of Jiang Yao's head, his words were threatening: "Jiang Yao, are you Forgot I said you can't drink outside?"

"Next time you're drinking, I'll just lock you up. So you can't take a step out of the room, okay?"

His bony fingers gently touched Jiang Yao's sensitive back of the neck. The ignorant Jiang Yao stared straight at Yan Heng with those innocent eyes. He seemed to have discovered something interesting. The lips formed a straight line and then grinned, revealing eight white and neat teeth, and even two very cute little canine teeth.

"Hug..." Jiang Yao shrank himself into Yanheng's arms, rubbed his soft hair against Yanheng's chest, and tightly hugged each other's waist with his two arms, ignoring Yanheng's heavier breathing.