Inhibitors do too!

After all, it is a private place, and the smell of pheromones has been accumulated for a long time. Although Zheng Qihua has fresheners in the room, there are still quite a lot of smells, especially in the bathroom.

Originally, Meng Yu could smell the faint smell of pears as soon as he entered the room, and he was in estrus again. Since he entered the villa, the glands on the back of his neck were burning.

Unprepared, he entered the bathroom like this. Meng Yu was short of breath, blushing and heart beating, and his legs were a little weak.

I turned on the shower and took a shower with cold water before I felt better.

There are residues of the powerful inhibitor that Kong Sen made before in his body, even if he is in heat now, he still looks tepid.

He was sweating a little, his face was redder, and his heart was beating faster. His estrus fever in this estrus was really a bit perfunctory.

But just fine.

After Meng Yu's father died, he didn't reject or be afraid of his omega identity, but he still needed his current job.

Zheng Qihua is also a person who hates omega, although Meng Yu doesn't know what happened to him before, it's safer to hide his identity. .

After Meng Yu came out, she went directly to the house she had packed up, closed the door, and then rummaged through the bag she brought with her hands and feet weakly.

There are some first-aid medicines in the bag, and of course he has suppressive medicines in it.

There are both injections and oral ones, Meng Yu pinched his soft fingertips, and now there is no water for the oral ones, so the injections can only be used.

He pulled out a reagent and pointed it at his arm.

Seeing Meng Yu enter the bathroom, Zheng Qihua wiped his hair and went into the bedroom. He lay on the bed and watched some news, and the image of Meng Yu pinching the dog appeared in his mind.

Zheng Qihua's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he felt a little thirsty, and felt that the red wine in the window in the hall was very attractive.

He got out of bed, opened the door, found two glasses and rinsed them under the water pipe, poured red wine in one, and put the other on the opposite side.

Now he is not alone in the family, Zheng Qihua does not discriminate against occupations, sharing good things together, he naturally poured a glass with Meng Yu.

He doesn't know how to drink, but he doesn't get drunk once in a while.

Zheng Qihua nestled on the sofa, looked at the colorful scenery under the floor-to-ceiling windows, shook the glass, put the wine on the table, got up and went to the guest room.

As soon as Meng Yu raised his hand, he heard a knock on the door. He was startled and almost threw the reagent in his hand.

Zheng Qihua's calm and pleasant voice came in from outside, "Want to come out for a drink?"

Meng Yu gritted his teeth and stuck the needle in his arm, and answered the person outside the door with a trembling voice unconsciously, "Well, good."

He couldn't refuse the invitation from his boss. Meng Yu's age is listed here. He is only 21 years old. Although he has been working since he was 17 and has changed many places, he knows that it is important to make his boss happy.

That's why when Zheng Qihua asked him to move here, he didn't insist on refusing.

In fact, he should refuse. After all, he sleeps differently from others. He has to sleep with the light on to fall asleep. He doesn't want people to know the reason.

Because of the pity in the eyes of others, he didn't want to see it.

Zheng Qihua also knows that he is a good boss, and he came here to be a nanny for dogs, so he probably doesn't mind his little "habits".

After Meng Yu tidied herself up, she pushed open the door of the guest room. At this time, Zheng Qihua was walking towards the French windows, and when she heard the voice, she turned her head and glanced at him, "The wine I keep at home is delicious."

Meng Yu followed behind and nodded.

When he sat down with Zheng Qihua and was about to taste the delicious wine that Zheng Qihua said, the robot at home slid over.

"Mr. Zheng, you are not fit to drink now."

When Meng Yu came to put away clothes, dogs, and other things in the afternoon, he met this robot. Unlike some robots that only work in shopping malls, he is intelligent and can know the temperature of the weather through the data in his body. , What clothes do you suggest you wear.

The very caring robot stopped Zheng Qihua from drinking at this time, Meng Yu looked over curiously, he knew that his boss didn't drink very well, so he couldn't drink at all.

Zheng Qihua was a little discouraged, but this robot has been with him since he was a child, and sometimes he knows his own physical condition better than himself. Hearing this, he really put down the wine and signaled Meng Yu not to mind.

Seeing him like this, the robot nodded slowly and slid away.

Meng Yu bent his lips and wanted to laugh. He took a sip of the red wine, and he just suddenly deciphered a sentence from the robot's movements.

Very obedient.

"I have been drinking nutrient solution for the past few days. You can eat mild food, but you can't drink irritating wine. If you drink a little, you will have stomach bleeding." Zheng Qihua pushed the wine glass in his hand over, "Drink this too, Do not waste."

Meng Yu was a little embarrassed and at a loss after hearing this, he put the wine glass on the table, "Mr. Zheng, do you want to eat now?"

This time is already 10:30 in the evening, Zheng Qihua really doesn't care about working overtime, usually just wash up and go to bed?

Now that he asked Meng Yu to ask this question, he was really a little hungry. The red wine was placed on the table, and he felt a little itchy to see if he could drink it.

Almost at the moment when someone asked, Mr. Zheng's taste buds exploded sensitively, his stomach growled, and the pheromone overflowed unconsciously when he wanted to eat.

"Well, I'm a little hungry."

Meng Yu was waiting for this sentence. It made him very uncomfortable to eat other people's food like this. He got up and walked towards the kitchen, "I cook some mild food that won't irritate the stomach."

Zheng Qihua stared at the man's back and said, "Thank you."

Meng Yu turned his head and nodded, bending the corners of his eyes, "Thank you Mr. Zheng for the wine."

Zheng Qihua raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Is it good? Taste."

"Delicious."

After Zheng Qihua finished eating, Meng Yu also drank two glasses of red wine, and the lingering fragrance still remained in his mouth.

The robot heard the movement and came over to clean up the things. Meng Yu looked at the people doing it, and also stretched out his hand to help pass it over, and the robot went to the kitchen to do the cleaning.

In fact, Meng Yu was a little worried that the dog hair would fly around the room at the beginning, but it wasn't. As soon as he came over, the dog was thrown into another guest room, and there was a bionic robot inside, which would definitely not let the dog hair fly around.

Meng Yu stared at the direction where the robot was leaving, so envious, he also wanted a bionic robot.

Zheng Qihua got up, "I have to get up early in the morning, go back to bed."

Meng Yu nodded, suddenly thought of something, and stopped Mr. Zheng who was about to turn around, "Mr. Zheng, I have a little habit when I sleep, that is..." He seemed to not know how to speak, and was also afraid that Zheng Qihua would ask Why, or showing a puzzled expression.

"what?"

"Sleep with the light on." Meng Yu said cautiously, and immediately felt a sigh of relief. It's better to say it now than to do it without anyone's consent.

Zheng Qihua looked at people hesitantly and thought it was a habit, he could sleep however he wanted, and his family couldn't afford the electricity bill.

"Well, it doesn't matter whether you turn on the light or not, it's up to you." After speaking, he turned his head and left, deliberately ignoring the nervousness and caution in Meng Yu's eyes.

Meng Yu from behind whispered, "Thank you."

The voice was very soft, Zheng Qihua heard it, and didn't say anything else.

Meng Yu's biological clock was very punctual. When he woke up, he was two and a half hours away from work.

After tidying himself up and putting on his usual morning sportswear, he sat on the bed in a daze, whether he should go for a run or not.

After hesitating for a long time, he carefully opened the door of his room, went to the kitchen to fry a few eggs, squeezed a glass of juice, thought for a while and got a glass of milk, and put it on the table.

After eating some of the fruits of his own labor, he opened the door of the dog's room, and told the anti-life robot that was looking at the dog's fur, and repeatedly emphasized that after they left, clean up all the places.

The dog was not big, although the relationship between the two of them was domineering at first, Meng Yu had raised a dog before, after coaxing it a few times, it started having fun with it.

After running around, it took about 10 minutes to get back to the apartment. Before Zheng Qihua woke up, Meng Yu carried the dog back to his room.

Let the bionic robot go through the living room again to see if there is any remaining dog hair, take a shower by yourself, wash the clothes, and go to work.

When Zheng Qihua woke up, Meng Yu had already been in the company for more than 30 minutes.

When he opened the door, he saw the food on the table in the hall. He just picked up a piece of egg when he sat down, when today's work schedule was sent to the communicator on his wrist with a ding.

He still borrowed Zheng Tao's assistant, and Meng Yu was just an intern.

While looking at the work schedule, while eating the food prepared by Meng Yu, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, probably because he lived alone for too long.

He now feels that since Meng Yu moved in, he has become much happier and his appetite has improved. He ate three fried eggs and drank every drop of juice and milk.

Meng Yu is also involved in work, but the most common thing to do is to run errands. Lin Na told him before that Zheng Qihua likes to drink juice, and he wants fresh ones. Since the rest room was gone, he went to a nearby supermarket.

When picking fruit, someone would look over from time to time, but when Meng Yu swept over, that look disappeared again.

Meng Yu was picking it up, when suddenly an extra hand appeared beside him, holding a big orange, that hand was very white, with a very thin wrist, Meng Yu looked up along his arm, and saw a smiling face.

The corners of his lips were hooked just right, and the two pear dimples looked very cute.

"This is good."

After speaking, he threw it into Meng Yu's bag.

"...Thank you." Meng Yu was not an acquaintance, looking at the person next to him who was helping him for no reason, he didn't know what expression and reaction to make.

"Are you Zheng Qihua's new assistant? I remember he prefers apple juice to orange juice, don't you know?"

Meng Yu looked at the person with a bright face in front of him, and frowned, "You are?"

"Of course it's your senior. How else would I know? The president of Zhuohua Company likes to drink apple juice."