Lonely Lover ABO

After eating slowly, the time is only seven o'clock in the evening.The heating made the house very hot, Cheng Qian cleaned up the dishes, and while washing the dishes in the kitchen, he was absent-mindedly reading what Tang Jin said just now. The sound of "squeaking" water covered up the slow footsteps. Tang Jin was answering a phone call outside, but now that he finished speaking, he stomped into the kitchen.

He was going to help Cheng Qian wash the dishes, but when Zheng Yi called and Cheng Qian said no, he had to give up for now.Leaning at the door, watching Cheng Qian standing there in a gray-blue long-sleeved singlet, Tang Jin's hands were loosely wrapped around his chest, his fingers couldn't help twitching, suppressing the desire to go forward and hug him, Just keep staring quietly.While eating, he looked at Cheng Qian's dodging and restless eyes, and thought to himself... How long will it take this timid boy to accept himself?He felt that he couldn't wait anymore, he wanted to do whatever he wanted a long time ago—just like now, how much he wished that he could step forward and hug his Omega tightly without any worries in his heart.

Looking back on the past few days, and contacting Cheng Qian's withdrawn and restless behavior, Tang Jin felt that it was not that he didn't like him, but that he just worried too much.Or...his pursuit was too direct for him to accept for a while.Thinking of this, Tang Jin couldn't help but start to think carefully, is his method outdated?There is a five-year gap between him and Cheng Qian. People say that there is a generation gap in three years. He is almost married—how do young people fall in love nowadays?

Speaking of which, he has never pursued anyone before, and the only experience in love was initiated by others, so it's no wonder... Leaning on the door frame and reflecting, Tang Jin frowned, his eyes fell on the floor, Cheng Qian was wearing fur slippers His feet came into view inadvertently.Looking up, he saw Cheng Qian pursed his lips in embarrassment, and turned his eyes away: "Don't block the door, I want to wipe the table."

Seeing that he was holding a wet rag in his hand, Tang Jin came to his senses and stepped forward: "Let me wipe it."

Cheng Qian didn't look at him, frowned secretly and stubbornly, and hid with his hands behind his back: "...no need."

...Look, before it was quietly dodging, but now it has become blatant.Sighing softly in his heart, Tang Jin followed him out in a daze, deeply feeling that his pursuit method needed to be revised.Taking out his phone, Tang Jin looked at the "Growth Association of Caring for Little Cripples" in WeChat, which had been idle for a while. After thinking for a while, Tang Jin changed the name to "Growth Association of Caring for Little Oranges".Thinking that he might be worried about Tang Yu being in it, Young Master Tang narrowed his eyes, and decided to continue chatting with Cheng Qian by text message in the future, and stop talking nonsense in the group.

Back at Tang's house, Zheng Yi, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was standing by the living room as promised, reporting something to Tang Chuang in a low voice.He is tall, with a height of 1.9 meters and three Alphas, which is not common in Asia, let alone a body full of tendons.Zheng Yi is a special soldier who retired eight years ago due to a leg injury. Now he is still a little limp when he walks, but it does not hinder his careful thinking and strong skills.Seeing Tang Jin coming back, Zheng Yi nodded lightly at him and paused in his eyes, meaning to talk about it in detail later.

Tang Jin also nodded, walked over to sit down unhurriedly, and listened to what they were talking about.Zheng Yi is in charge of the security work of the Tang family, and occasionally goes out in person to be responsible for the security and monitoring. Song Shiming drove to the university town to capture Cheng Qian before, and the guy who ran calmly and then pushed the two people who were tugging apart was Zheng Yi's men.

"...What did Ah Jin ask you to do recently?" After listening to Zheng Yi's report, Tang Chuang took a sip of tea unhurriedly and asked such a question.Zheng Yi glanced at Tang Jin with a calm face, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "My youngest asked me to investigate secretly to see if Huajing Song Yu has an illegitimate child."

"Oh?" Looking at his son, Tang Chuang raised his eyebrows calmly, with a look of disapproval in his eyes.Tang Jin still looked calm, and even straightened the collar of his shirt in a serious manner: "What's wrong?" He raised his eyes, as if what he did was very reasonable: "I have long disliked Song Shiming, I must be Uncle Song I also have a headache for him. Wouldn’t it be a disaster for Huajing to have such a big property falling into his hands? I intend to give Uncle Song a push and let him abolish Song Shiming directly, so as not to regret it in the future.”

"You stretch your hands quite long." Putting down the teacup, Tang Chuang clasped his hands and put them on his knees, with a playful look in his eyes: "...Is it for Cheng Qian?"

"It's not just for him," Tang Jin looked at his father solemnly, his eyes were very calm, "it's also for me. Sooner or later, you and uncle will leave the Tang family to me to take care of. Patriarch should be a little more jealous, right? Song Shiming is too arrogant, so he should be taught a lesson."

After hearing this, Tang Chuang and Zheng Yi looked at each other silently, with a meaningful smile on his lips.He shook his head with a smile, sighed softly, stood up and walked slowly towards the study: "...Then you can figure it out. Keep your hands and feet clean and don't cause trouble for the family."

"Okay." Responding calmly, Tang Jin also stood up, patted Zheng Yi on the shoulder, and the two went upstairs to the living room together.

"Song Yu is very secretive." Sitting on the sofa, Zheng Yi took out his tablet and opened the file neatly, and a young Alpha male figure appeared on the screen: "I'm not sure about this person, but I checked Song Yu Of the people Yu has been in contact with in the past two years, he thinks he is the most likely."

Seeing the man's face, Tang Jin narrowed his eyes, and quickly thought of it in his mind: "He seems to have attended the foundation laying ceremony of the resort before... I forgot which position, but it is quite important." That Alpha was young , Appearance is dignified, and the spirit of conversation is excellent. Think about it carefully...the demeanor is indeed somewhat similar to Song Yu.

"His name is Wu Heng, and his mother, Wu Bei, is the general manager of Huajing Haoting. Song Yu has treated him very highly in the past two years. In private, I also found out that his mother and Song Yu have a close personal relationship. Wu Heng's age is relatively high. Song Shiming is one year older, that is to say, if Wu Heng is really an illegitimate child, then Song Yu will have cheated half a year after marriage." With a few finger clicks, Tang Jin saw in the photo that Ms. Wu, who is a mistress, is really graceful Peerless, dignified and beautiful.Taking a closer look, Tang Jin's face darkened silently again—this aunt hid her plain eyes, her nose, mouth and pointed chin were exactly the same as her mother's!

This guy Song Yu...for a while, he lost the mood to continue browsing. Tang Jin leaned back heavily on the back of the sofa, always feeling uncomfortable.Does the Song family have enmity with them?The father coveted his mother like this, and the son was cruel to his wife... He couldn't help grinding his teeth, Tang Jin frowned, took out his mobile phone and dialed Ji Xuehan's number.

This matter should be done sooner rather than later. Only when Song Shiming is devastated—even if he is unable to recover from a setback, can he feel more at ease, and it can be regarded as revenge for that guy who plotted against Cheng Qian.He has to think about it and see how it works, so that Song Yu can get his mind... After a while, Ji Xuehan's voice came from the phone, Tang Jin calmed down, and asked unhurriedly: "Xuehan, what happened recently?" There are no cooperation projects with Huajing, or... have you attended any activities with them?"

"This..." Secretary Ji thought about it, and said, "Yes, five days later, there will be a commendation meeting for young entrepreneurs, and you all have to go."

"Okay." After getting the answer, Tang Jin was about to hang up the phone, but Ji Xuehan hurriedly said "Ai ai" and pulled him back: "Boss, the supplier from Germany is coming over tomorrow, and I'm going to visit the factory tonight. You can’t skip work any more!” I’ve been skipping the whole day today, and I didn’t know where I went a few nights ago, and my phone was still turned off!Secretary Ji is afraid of him.

Thinking of Cheng Qian and his reaction to his pursuit, Tang Jin pondered for a while, and finally agreed: "...OK."

... Chasing after a wife or something, let's take it slowly.

After washing up and lying on the bed, Tang Jin held the tablet and prepared to watch the progress of the project he was in charge of before going to bed.While turning the pages slowly, his mind was gradually dragged away by Cheng Qian again.On the bedside table are the three cans of sweet-scented osmanthus sauce he made, which are stored in glass jars, and the crystal clear orange yellow inside clearly shows through.Thinking of Cheng Qian saying that it would need to be marinated for three months before eating, Tang Jin couldn't help but took a can, unscrewed the lid, and the sweet osmanthus smell inside immediately escaped.

The rich and fresh aroma is just like the smell of Cheng Qian in heat, which makes people want to stop.Tang Jin always thought that he didn't like sweets, but at this moment, looking at the beautiful sweet-scented osmanthus sauce, he couldn't help but stick out a little bit with his finger, put it in his mouth and suck it carefully.It tastes very sweet, very sweet, and very fragrant. Because of the addition of lemon peel, it is not so greasy, but it makes people feel very satisfied.Holding the can of sweet-scented osmanthus sauce in his mouth, Tang Jin felt in a trance... That night, Cheng Qian seemed to taste the same, so sweet, so sweet, so fragrant, so fragrant.He wanted to strip that shy little Omega completely, and eat him slowly, savoring him slowly.

The sweetness in the mouth can really reach the sweetness in the heart, Tang Jin couldn't bear it when he thought of the many dishes he cooked during the process, and the thought that he had kissed him and entered his body.He hoped that Cheng Qian could stay by his side... His heart was a little turbulent now, and his emotions overflowed uncontrollably, making him want to say some sticky love words.For example, if I miss you so much, want to kiss you so much, and want to nibble your fingers slowly, you will stay with me for the rest of your life and don't go anywhere.

...But he can't say it, he can't tell Cheng Qian, otherwise the little boy will be at a loss.It's a sin to like a little hedgehog, it's a sin to love him, and it's a sin not to love him.I finally realized that this was liking, and I didn't want him to be embarrassed, and I didn't want him to be hesitant.

I will coax you slowly, wait for you slowly, wait for you to believe me, wait for you to come over... screw on the cover, Tang Jin sighed, and then turned off the light.In the darkness, he took out his mobile phone under the quilt, opened the chat records with Cheng Qian, and recollected each sentence carefully.At that time, his little Omega was really obedient, answering whatever he asked, and occasionally caring about him.Thinking of working overtime in the past, he persuaded himself not to do it too much by himself, but to trust his subordinates, and later he made supper for him... Tang Jin closed his eyes and suppressed his turbulent mood with all his strength. It hurts.

Taking deep breaths for a while, Tang Jin slowly opened his eyes, held the phone hesitantly, and typed out a line of words intermittently.

"I didn't like to eat sweets before, but the sweet-scented osmanthus sauce you made is so fragrant, I couldn't resist eating it all."

After a moment of hesitation, press send.With his eyes fixed on the glowing screen, he couldn't help raising his heart, concentrating on it, holding his breath and waiting for his response.After 1 minute, Cheng Qian still hadn't replied, Tang Jin pursed his lips tightly, and couldn't help wondering, did he fall asleep?Or maybe the phone was out of battery, so I didn't see it?At this moment, a text message called "Didi" came back, Tang Jin clicked on it immediately, and saw Cheng Qian replied with a few words: "Well, just eat if you like it."

Two shallow dimples could not help showing on his cheeks. Tang Jin bent his eyes and quickly replied: "Your cooking is so good, how could I not like it?"

You are so nice, how could I not like it?

An older youth who has never had a serious relationship, once he falls in love with someone, he is nothing but a reckless fool.A text message, an uncontrollable emotion, in this confused night, is all that tugs at the heartstrings.

Tang Jin got busy, and Cheng Qian was the happiest.At that time, when he received a text message from him in class saying that he would not be able to come to dinner for the next few days, Cheng Qian felt as if a big stone had been put down, and he felt much more relaxed.Originally, he was still worrying about what to cook tonight, but now he doesn't have to worry about it anymore, he can just cook some rice, anyway, there was some cold rice left yesterday.

But the others stopped coming, but the text messages became more frequent.In the afternoon, Cheng Qian was taking a professional class, and Li Yuchu was talking about the PPT they were researching on the podium, and Tang Jin's text message came.He lowered his head and opened it, and saw him say: "At noon, my secretary bought me two dishes, roasted pork with celery and scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, both of which I don't like /(ㄒoㄒ)/." Cheng Looking at the crying expression, Qian couldn't help pursing his lips together, amused by him.Tang Jin really doesn't eat celery. A few days ago he made a little stir-fried pork with celery, that guy only ate meat, and left all the diced celery for him.I haven't tried bitter gourd yet. Next time he comes, I will fry bitter gourd for him.

Thinking secretly in his heart, Cheng Qian replied "It's not good to be picky eaters", put down his phone and continued to attend the class.Li Yuchu was talking on the stage, and seeing the faint smile on his face in a blink of an eye, he was absent-minded for two seconds, stuttering, and it took him a while to remember what he said.

That night, Cheng Qian casually cooked fried rice, ate it, took a shower, and went back to school to make models—yes, even if he made models, he didn’t need to eat at school, he was just looking for an excuse not to get along with Tang Jin.This time, his scruples were gone, so he didn't want to eat those salty and rotten dishes in the cafeteria.When I arrived at the special education, I made a model with Li Yuchu and the others, and when I was cutting the KT board, Tang Jin's text message came again.After opening it, he asked, are you still making models?

Cheng Qian bent his lips, put down the utility knife, and replied, yes.After a while, the other side came back, oh, then be careful, don't cut your hand.Cheng Qian looked at those words, stared at them stupidly for a while, and then turned back, um, they won't be cut.

Put down your phone and get on with your work.Cheng Qian pressed the ruler with one hand, and cut carefully with the knife in the other.My mind wanted to concentrate, but it always drifted to Tang Jin, wondering if he was sending text messages to himself while working overtime... One inattentive, the utility knife cut on his thumb.

Frowning and looking at the rather deep wound, Cheng Qian sucked his fingers sullenly, stood up and went to the bathroom to treat the wound, and couldn't help but silently complain about the guy who disturbed his thoughts.

After returning home at ten o'clock, Cheng Qian was terribly sleepy. He planned to wash up and then go to rest, but his stomach growled untimely.Feeling depressed, he opened the refrigerator and rummaged for a while. Seeing that there were still eggs, he prepared to make a hard-boiled egg to eat.Put some water in the small pot on the induction cooker, he turned on the switch, and went to the room to change into pajamas.As soon as he changed and was about to hang up his coat, the phone in his pocket rang again.

He knew it was Tang Jin without thinking about it. He couldn't help but sighed, but when he took out the phone, he felt some anticipation in his heart.Opening the text message, Tang Jin asked him, are you home yet?I seem to have dropped my lighter on your coffee table, can you help me find it?

Seeing this, Cheng Qian frowned, and pouted his mouth to expose his lie: Lighter?I remember you don't seem to smoke.

Ten seconds later, Tang Jin came back calmly: Yes, I bought a lighter for my dad, and he smokes.

Staring depressedly, Cheng Qian was discouraged, so he obediently went to look for him—of course he couldn't find it in the end.Tang Chuang also didn't smoke. This lie was exposed later, of course, that was later.

The conversation started, and Tang Jin chatted leisurely with him, saying that I'm still out now, I haven't eaten dinner, and I really miss your cooking... But are you going to sleep now?Cheng Qian walked to the kitchen with his mobile phone in his hands, and saw that the eggs were almost cooked, so he went back, no, I'm too hungry, boil an egg and eat.

Is it because the food in the cafeteria is too bland, so I'm hungry at this point?

Cheng Qian was dumbfounded, and didn't realize it for a while, so he said, no, I fried rice myself, but I was still hungry.It was only after posting that he came back to his senses. Usually, he used the excuse that he would eat in the cafeteria at night when he was making models, so he didn't go back to cook!I couldn't help feeling nervous, Cheng Qian was nailed there, his eyes fixed on the screen, thinking that Tang Jin would definitely ask the teacher for his crimes.But half a minute later, he replied leisurely, fried rice is not nutritious, even though you are alone, you should eat something good, you are so skinny.

My heart suddenly relaxed, although I knew that Tang Jin might have seen it, but I just didn't want to embarrass myself, Cheng Qian was still a little lucky.He didn't know... and he didn't want to think about it, if Tang Jin wanted to blame him and blame him for something, how would he react at that time.

Other people can come and blame him, blame him, it doesn't matter, he doesn't care that much.But Tang Jin...he owed too much to this person, and received too much favor from him...To be honest, he thought Tang Jin was really good.Although such fantasy is unlikely - he must disown Tang Jin, but Cheng Qian is very sure that he doesn't want to leave an embarrassing image in Tang Jin's heart.If possible, he wanted to resolve this matter calmly, and wanted to... continue to maintain a relatively friendly relationship with Tang Jin.

However, this is probably impossible.

The days continued to be so unsalty, Tang Jin was busy for one day, two days, three days... Cheng Qian didn't feel that he had been away for too long.This guy sends text messages every day, always making him laugh.Recently, everyone in the group thought it was a bit strange. Zhang Ziwei also asked him, did he watch some collection of jokes?Cheng Qian covered it up and said it was nothing, just saw something funny.

Cheng Qian was quite satisfied with this way of getting along - Tang Jin was not in front of him, of course he was much more at ease.When people relax, they talk more.Yesterday he patted the small scar on his hand and showed it to Tang Jin, saying, "Look, you just told me not to cut my hand that day, and after a while, the utility knife cut it over."When Tang Jin returned to him, he was not careful, and he still blamed me.Before Cheng Qian could stare, another one flew over there, does it hurt?Huhu next time we meet.

Reflexively imagining him holding his hand and blowing gently in his mind, Cheng Qian was shocked and put down the phone in a hurry.Taking a breath in panic, he lay down on the table, buried his face hard, and said to himself: Don't forget to look, don't get excited, don't be tempted... But things still seem to be developing in an unpredictable direction.Thinking of his omnipresent companionship and care these past few days, Cheng Qian bit his lip, feeling so sad that he couldn't help but flushed his eyes.

I go home for a lunch break at noon, and go to class again in the afternoon.Cheng Qian walked on the road absent-mindedly, his mind was in a mess.He didn't know what to do next. He originally wanted to reject Tang Jin, to get rid of the relationship...but who would tell him that in the face of a suitor who is determined, persistent and good at retreating, he would How to do?He was not firm enough in the first place, he was easy to be led by the nose, and he didn't understand those communication skills, so what could he do to make Tang Jin stop thinking about it?

He stopped at the intersection in a daze, seeing the signal light on the sidewalk turn green, he looked around in a daze, and saw that the people around him started to move forward, so he followed suit.However, there was a very familiar car parked on the road, the dazzling white color, the world-famous logo, the expensive model—Cheng Qian frowned, raised his eyes hesitantly, and looked through the clean and shiny windshield Glass, he saw the two people he hadn't seen for a long time, Jiang Xina and Cheng Yuyuan.

The two seemed surprised by this coincidence, and there were different complex expressions in their astonished eyes, one with a guilty conscience and disdain, the other with a guilty conscience and pretending to be kind and majestic.Looking at the wonderful expressions on their faces, Cheng Qian suddenly felt that this look was more dazzling than the white of their car, so dazzling that his eyes ached a little.Angry and bitter in his heart for a moment, he abruptly withdrew his gaze, walked forward with big strides, and crossed the wide road under the too bright sunlight.Cheng Yuyuan's voice suddenly sounded from behind: "A Qian, A Qian!" It was clearly his father's voice, but it sounded like a reminder to him, urging him to run quickly.

There was a faint pain in the shin of his left leg, and Cheng Qian gasped for breath, feeling an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart.His sixth sense has always been very accurate, especially when it comes to bad things—as expected, he finished his afternoon class in a state of anxiety, and when he returned home in the evening, the door of his house was open.

... Cheng Shen came again.