I'm a mustard omega

Thanks to the good night kiss from old hooligan Yan Jiuxiao, although I didn't faint so exaggeratedly on the spot and couldn't wake up for a week, I really tossed and turned this night and couldn't sleep at night, and my mind was full of that old hooligan Yan. A connotative "I didn't sleep well last night."

It wasn't until dawn that I fell asleep in a daze, so that when I got up to eat at noon, my unreliable old Omega mother saw me wandering out of the house like a ghost, and immediately turned pale with fright: "Son! , What's the matter with you being spoiled? Don't tell me that you and Yan Jiuxiao cooked raw rice on the first date. "

I have two dark circles under my eyes, and my old mother, who opens her mouth to Amway yellow non-recyclable Omega regardless of time, place and occasion, took a look, and by the way, pushed back the two nephews who stretched their necks and sat there full of gossip. He replied: "You think too much. You don't even have rice yet. What kind of cooked rice do you cook? It's just a draft last night."

My mother sighed, like an eggplant beaten by frost: "Oh, let me be excited for nothing."

I--

Are you always expecting me to be ruined, or what?

I yawned and sat down at the dinner table, I was influenced by our unmarried and pregnant pioneer for a full twelve years, so close to Zhu Zhe Chi, close to ink and black all day long thinking of following in the footsteps of my old Omega mother Omega's little nephew Lin Mingrui took advantage of my father, brother and sister-in-law not coming back from work at noon and quickly moved to my side: "When are you going to cook? I don't mind helping to add two handfuls of firewood."

I:"……"

You don't mind I mind!

What is this kid thinking about all day long?

I grabbed his little head and twisted his little face, and ordered, "Eat your food!"

"Okay." Lin Mingrui poked the rice in the bowl reluctantly with his mouth flattened. As soon as I let go, he immediately smiled at me brightly, "I really don't mind!"

I fuck-

If it wasn't for my old monk who has practiced for more than 20 years with a calm mind, I would have slapped his face almost on the spot!

I didn't want to talk to the grandparents and grandchildren who were colluding at all, so I cheered up, had lunch like a storm, and hid in the house like a storm to catch up on sleep.

In order to prevent my unreliable family from making fun of me because of my lack of energy, yawning and not doing business all day long, I didn't care about the feelings of the parties involved, except for going out to eat, I used the excuse of rushing to draft as an excuse to hide from myself for the next few days. Crazy to catch up on sleep in the room, even the routine date with Yan Jiuxiao was shortened to half an hour a day witty.

When Yan Jiuxiao saw that I was in good spirits and spirits during the date, she seemed to be completely relieved, and never doubted whether I was unwell.

While I was thankful for my wit, I couldn't help but wonder to myself, it's been a week since the estrus period, and I slept, ate, and slept almost every day, why didn't I feel sleepy instead?

Could it be that I woke up in the wrong posture?

Having just had another perfect lunch with Yan Jiuxiao in good spirits and high spirits, I watched Yan Jiuxiao, who had already removed the gauze, walk into the hospital gate step by step, and was so sleepy that he almost fainted on the spot in a blink of an eye.

Drowsily, I hailed a taxi, drowsily walked in the door, and collapsed sleepily on my own bed.

However, just as I closed my eyes and was ready to catch up on sleep, Yan Jiuxiao, who had lingered for two days and was blinded by Yan Jiuxiao, took it back for a while, and finally started to work like a god. The goods rang desperately.

I picked it up in a daze, and it turned out to be a video call from my Omega sister who is married to a businessman?

I was in a daze for another two seconds, and immediately pulled myself together and connected to the video with a radiant face.

As soon as the video was connected, the soft, sweet and anxious voice of my Omega niece who was only ten years old and had already been promoted to a veteran manga fan was heard: "Uncle, why didn't you attend the signing event?"

I--

I took a closer look and saw my little Omega niece Ling Yun and my little Omega nephew Ling Lang crowded in front of the video, and there was no my sister or brother-in-law.

My radiant complexion immediately withered away naturally.

I found a comfortable position and nestled on the bed, yawned twice in a sluggish way, and asked the two boys in a sluggish way: "What autograph session? Whose autograph event?"

My little Omega nephew, who is quiet like a rabbit and tosses like a rabbit, opened his mouth with one missing front tooth, and shouted impatiently, ""Pretty Boy Calls Han Beast"! "Beautiful Boy Calls Han" The signing fee for "Beast"! Didn't you pay it with the masculine Xiang?"

I:"……"

What the hell? "Beautiful Boy Calls Han Beast"?Masculine Xiang?

What the hell is this?

My little niece, who is like an ant on a hot pot, probably couldn't hear my little nephew's inarticulate nonsense, so she turned his head to the side, held up a poster and pointed at the big fancy characters on it for me to see : "Uncle, this year's "Beautiful Summoned Beast" is very popular! Aren't you the main author? Why didn't you attend the signing event? All the signatures in the entire venue were signed by that old lady in blue Xiang!"

I squinted my eyes and took a closer look. It turned out that it was me and my 79-year-old teenage girl who still kept an indomitable heart while self-destructing and self-exiled while running wildly on the road of love and never stopping. Xiang, whose pen name is Lan, and whose real name is Lan Mr. Xiang, the extremely popular and completed book that I co-operated with was so red that it was so red that it made me want to pretend to have amnesia and refuse to admit that I had drawn the super brain-dead girl comic "My Beautiful Boy and the Summoned Beast".

"Hasn't the signing event for this comic already been held?" I was puzzled, "And when did you see me attend the signing event?"

My sweet and cute little Omega niece was so anxious that her face was flushed and the corners of her mouth were almost blistered: "Uncle! I know you don't participate in the signing event! But you don't always sign it in advance and let people give it away. Are you going to the venue? There was another autograph session for that comic book yesterday! I didn’t even see a single piece of your signature at the autograph session! The old lady said that she drew that comic book by herself!”

I:"……"

I looked at my cute little niece with sympathy, her tender little face wrinkled into a ball, and my little nephew, whose front teeth were blowing out, desperately tried to squeeze in front of the video, inarticulate Shaking the black material I knew but being pushed back mercilessly by my little niece, I think these two little guys are making a big deal out of a molehill.

I waved my big hand and comforted the two of them sympathetically: "Hey, what a big deal, isn't it just that I missed a signing party, see you two are so anxious, take a snapshot in the mirror to see if you are ugly, be careful when you grow up in the future You can't get married if you're disabled."

"Uncle!" My little niece, who was not in a hurry with the emperor and the eunuchs, stamped her foot in a hurry, and earnestly began to analyze with me the various drawbacks of missing a signing event.

I--

I think my eloquent little niece and my editor, Big Bad Wolf's Little Red Riding Hood children's shoes, are a match for the manuscript.

I was drowsy from the fight of my eyelids when I suddenly heard my Omega sister dragging the vacuum cleaner to do housework and cursing: "Lin Jing and you fools, isn't this a big deal? You write it yourself Don’t you think it’s absurd that your agency didn’t notify you of the signing of the manga?”

"What kind of big deal is this?" I yawned twice in a row, tearing up, and lost all vigilance. "I didn't intend to sign this comic. It's just that I wasn't notified of the signing event. , It’s not like you hid me in the snow.”

"It's just a fart! When you are eaten and wiped clean, you will know that you regret it!" My sister's voice came from far to near, and I vaguely heard my little niece call mother, and I was "bang" The loud noise woke me up.

"Oh my god!" My sister's pale face suddenly appeared on the other end of the video call, her voice split, "Lin Jing and you, why are you so freaking? Are you, mother? pregnant?!"