Boss, I want your pheromones

The banquet was over, probably because of the blood, a lot of security guards were outside the hotel door, and the luxury cars that came to pick up people were blocked on the main road.

The roar of the engine made Qi Jiangran's pair of fox ears droop unceasingly, wishing to close them so as to be free from noise disturbance.

"Fortunately we didn't go out immediately..."

Qi Jiangran took advantage of the lingering heating in the banquet hall and rubbed his hands. Before his palms warmed up a bit, Yu Hongxi dragged them into his pockets.

The custom-made suit made of high-quality fabrics could not keep warm, Qi Jiangran squinted comfortably, and continued the second half of the sentence.

"Otherwise, if he hadn't been shot to death by that Fang's thug, he would have been frozen to death by the cold wind outside."

A well-behaved and sensible boy seldom utters such witty words, especially at this time.

Yu Hongxi turned her face away worryingly, looked down at him, and did not forget to put the young man's shoulders and lead him to her side.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have put you on the viewing platform alone... Apart from the wound on your face, is there any other injury?"

Qi Jiangran answered "No" subconsciously, and then raised his eyes and said seriously: "It's because my vigilance was too low. I was thinking about things at that time, and I didn't notice someone coming. It has nothing to do with you."

In fact, at first he thought it was Yu Hongxi who came.

It seemed natural that the person standing beside him should be Yu Hongxi.

The shoulders and arms of the young man standing beside him were close to him, and his bony hands hung naturally beside him, suitable for both holding a gun and playing the piano.

It's just that after hearing his answer, those phoenix eyes were deep and deep, and there was no smile at all, and the thin lips were very pale, and they pursed.

He vaguely remembered Yu Hongxi's expression when he saw some irritating proposals passed by the elders' council when he was working.

Qi Jiangran was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what Yu Hongxi was upset about.

But he just thought about it for a while, then smiled with his lips bent and his almond eyes narrowed, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, maybe there wouldn't be so many things happening today, and I caused you trouble."

Under the dim light of the banquet hall after the event, the black jade-like pupils looked extraordinarily deep, a few degrees darker than the color just now.

"You want to tell me this?"

There was a slight smile in the cold voice, as if it was still soaked in some cold mint fragrance.

Qi Jiangran's mind went blank for a moment.

The cheeks burned, and it burned all the way to the neck.

Fortunately, this moment of blankness did not cause him to miss every word Yu Hongxi said.

"I thought you were frightened and wronged."

The slender knuckles reached the top of his hair at some point, and they pressed gently, and the cleanly trimmed nails lightly rubbed against his drooping fox ears.

It's like coaxing people.

When the word "coax" popped into his mind, he almost bit the tip of his tongue in shock.

Yu Hongxi stared at the little phantom beast's delicate face with deep eyes and froze for a moment, but the light-colored almond eyes were shining a little, so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away.

"How could I—"

Qi Jiangran wanted to say why I was frightened and wronged, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, if Yu Hongxi hadn't arrived in time, he might have been scared and wronged, or he might have been sent to the west by that shot.

His tongue got stuck all of a sudden, and Qi Jiangran somehow felt that the palm still resting on his black hair was scalding to death, as if he was going to burn his hair bald.

"Why?" Yu Hongxi waited patiently for his answer.

Qi Jiangran gritted his teeth: "...how could I blame you."

His tone was a bit harsh, but after he turned into a succubus, even if he spoke well, his tone was soft and milky.

Putting it all together, it sounds so strange.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he could feel Yu Hongxi's eyes on his face, with some unpredictable emotions.

Qi Jiangran lowered his face in a "chuckle", wishing he could tuck his head into his clothes.

He might have been really frightened by what happened today, otherwise how could he say such misleading words.

It sounds like a couple in a passionate relationship flirting, and the nasty lines that can only be spoken by the protagonist of a Qiong Yao drama.

Yu Hongxi pursed her lips, looking at the faint blush on the face of the little phantom beside her, a little smile flashed across her phoenix eyes, warm and gentle.

"I will try my best to reject such banquets in the future. What happened today will never happen again."

Qi Jiangran lowered his head like a quail, feeling that the other party's fingertips were pulling away from his black hair. As soon as his body relaxed a little, a numb itching came from the base of his ears.

"Don't droop your ears, you don't look like a succubus anymore."

With question marks in his eyes, Qi Jiangran tentatively raised his eyes and glanced at Yu Hongxi.

"Like a pug."

The young boy frowned all of a sudden, and was stimulated by the playful smile in the words to regain the courage to speak.

"How am I like a pug!? Is a pug as... pretty as me?"

The snow-white fox ears froze for a moment, against the young man's lingering anger, half ashamed and half annoyed, Yu Hongxi's eyes dimmed half a degree.

Immediately there was a chuckle: "No, Ran Ran is the prettiest."

Sitting in the car in a trance all the way, his body was shaken by a sudden brake, and Qi Jiangran managed to recover from the low and hoarse chuckle.

Yu Hongxi's voice is so cold and ice-cold when he usually speaks, why when he smiles at him, it's just like that, Su.

The young man sitting next to him was just a fist away from him. Even after being tense all night at the banquet, Yu Hongxi still had a straight back when he sat.

The sharp-edged side face was reflected by the orange street lamps, and countless bright car lights passed by, forming a thin layer of halo, making the jade-colored cold white skin even colder.

The phoenix pupils were drooping indifferently, a gleam of light floated in the deep black pupils, no emotion could be seen.

Qi Jiangran secretly turned on the light screen of the communicator, turned it to the minimum, and somehow searched for the word "Yu Hongxi" on the star network.

In the interstellar era, the fan circle industry is still developed.

It's just that Yu Hongxi has so many fans that he refreshed it twice before confirming that he entered the correct interface instead of clicking on a top player in the entertainment industry.

It seems that the word soldier is always associated with glory no matter whether it is in an unbroken war or in an era of peace and tranquility.

The first post that Qi Jiangran clicked on was an official post about Yu Hongxi's meritorious service.

The dense words seem to be piled up to form a living person.

"looking at what?"

Qi Jiangran was watching engrossed, when he was asked such a question, he flicked his fingertips and pressed a few times randomly on the light screen to close the page, but just after closing the previous post, he clicked into the next hot post .

The title of the post reads clearly.

【Top [-] most wanted Alphas recognized by the Omega of the Empire, a collection of handsome photos. 】

The first one is a photo of Yu Hongxi wearing a military uniform that was secretly taken at some point. His short flaxen hair is a bit messy, but it is pressed by the brim of his hat, like some high-end style.

With broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender and straight legs, and a handsome expressionless face, he looks like he is ready to go on the runway and walk the red carpet at any time.

It's a pity that he has a gun on his waist, and there is still wet blood and dust on his face. His eyes are so cold and full of murderous intent, as if he can feel the bloody smell of the battlefield through the screen.

He was sitting beside him at the moment, smiling lowly: "I'm sitting here, why do I need to look at the photos?"

[The author has something to say]: Nai O acting like a baby is the most deadly.