Forced to marry by the most A Omega

The next morning, Wen Yan woke up according to his biological clock, feeling peaceful and satisfied.

There was a noise outside the house, he changed into his home clothes and went out to take a look after washing, and it was indeed the picture he had imagined.

"woke up?"

Lu Shan stood in the kitchen, turned his gaze back naturally after saying hello, and continued to focus on the affairs in hand.

He is still wearing a neat shirt and trousers with an apron, which is not only incompatible with cooking, but also has a unique aesthetic feeling.

"Good morning."

Wen Yan walked behind Lu Shan with a smile, hugged him with his warm body in a knitted sweater, rested his chin on his shoulder, and watched him fry bacon, eggs, chop vegetables, and spread sauce on slices of bread.Lu Shan wiped the excess material with a knife and handed it to Wen Yan's mouth.

Wen Yan ate it happily and asked, "What's the taste?"

"Peanut butter is a little salty, and a little sweeter. Generally speaking, it has a very mellow aroma." Lu Shan described it while walking to the other side to get the hand pouring pot and filter paper.Wen Yan still hugged him, moving slowly and slowly like a koala.

Lu Shan opened the coffee can, Wen Yan folded the filter paper, Lu Shan scooped the coffee powder into the filter paper with a small spoon, Wen Yan just filled the hand pouring pot with water, Lu Shan picked up the handle of the pot and lifted it down, the water flow was thin and smooth Steady, turning in a circle to slowly release the fine powder.

"Buy some lemons next time, let's flush the water." Wen Yan said, "Brother Wen said that I am the most sensitive to sour taste, try more sour taste, it will help restore the sense of taste and smell." After a pause, he added, "Very little help."

After the coffee was ready, Lu Shan threw away the filter paper and the residue, and said, "Okay, I'll buy it later. But why didn't I see you drink it before?"

"I was too lazy to care about it before, but now I suddenly want to save myself."

As for the reason, it is self-evident.

Lu Shan smiled and asked casually, "Lin Wenqi also knows about your illness?"

"En." Wen Yan nodded.

"Who else knows?"

"My dad, brother Wen's teacher, then disappeared."

Lu Shan pondered over these people. Needless to say, Wen Yan's father, Lin Wenqi and his teacher had the status of doctors after all. He felt that his status had not been shaken, so he didn't care much.

But when Wen Yan talked about his father, he remembered another thing, and asked, "I heard from Song Qian earlier that you were called home for interrogation?"

"Don't worry, I didn't confess to you." Wen Yan pretended not to understand, and deliberately said, "But now you recruited Quan Xingyuan yourself, then you can't blame me."

Holding the coffee, Lu Shan dragged Wen Yan back to the chopping board, put down the coffee, made a sandwich, raised his hand to feed Wen Yan first, and said helplessly, "Don't you understand? I'm worried about you."

"I'm just worried about you." Wen Yan's tone became serious.

Lu Shan was taken aback.

Wen Yan swallowed a mouthful of the sandwich, hugged Lu Shan a little tighter, and said, "Since last night, I have transferred almost all my contacts to Song Song, and asked him to deal with the emergency first, and I will wait for things to come." Cool off before coming out. As for the family... they can't really do anything to me after all."

Wen Yan paused, and said worriedly: "The only thing that worries me is you, my family, and my... suitors, I'm afraid they can't handle me, so I will take it out on you, of course I will protect you, but And I'm afraid that I can't guard against it..."

"You think too much." Lu Shan picked up another sandwich and ate it, "If they really attack me, they will definitely regret it."

"Huh?" Wen Yan didn't understand why.

Lu Shan hesitated for a moment, and said vaguely: "In short, you don't have to worry at all, just trust me."

Wen Yan heard that Lu Shan was hiding something.

Since the other party didn't want to say it directly, he didn't force it. After all, he also had reservations, and this matter wasn't a simple reciprocity of you hiding from me and I from you.

Because sometimes the reservation is not out of malice, and more importantly, there is an extraordinary trust between them, so that there is no need to say everything clearly right now.

After embracing each other for breakfast, and then embracing to clean up the kitchen and wash their hands, they still didn't want to separate, or even move a step.

Lu Shan still had to make an effort to turn around and lean against the kitchen counter, with Wen Yan in front of him, grabbing his hands and pressing them behind his waist.

Wen Yan smiled helplessly: "I just finished eating, isn't it enough?"

"The morning is the most hungry time, how can it be enough?" Lu Shan closed his eyes and lowered his head, touching Wen Yan with his forehead and nose.

His hands were still placed on Wen Yan's lumbar spine through the clothes, and he moved slowly and meticulously.

At the beginning of the passion, there is a special meaning between pointing to the end and scratching the itch. It is not only suitable for such a peaceful and warm morning, but also makes him gradually more dependent and excited.

There is even a kind of "it would be great if it can always be like this".

Suddenly, Wen Yan stuffed a small object into Lu Shan's trouser pocket. Lu Shan opened his eyes and moved a little away, took a look in his pocket, and found a key lying in his hand.

Lu Shan:? ? ?

Wen Yan smiled and said, "I'll enter my fingerprints later."

I told him the door code last night, and now I have given him the key, and then I will enter my fingerprints.

This is the sense of ritual that Wen Yan needs, of course Lu Shan said "yes", and asked deliberately: "Do I need to hang it around my neck like a necklace?"

Wen Yan chuckled, looked at him with great interest and said, "As long as you don't feel stupid."

The tired time is always short, seeing that they will not go to work anymore and will be late for work, the two had to separate.

Wen Yan went back to his room to change his clothes, and when he came out, he returned to his elegant and dignified look of suit and leather shoes with glasses and pins in place.

Lu Shan stood at the entrance and looked at him with burning eyes.

Wen Yan asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"It's so different from just now, it's just two people." Lu Shan smiled, "Are you in a magic costume?"

"What and what." Wen Yan said as he walked towards the door helplessly, "If it's really two people, wouldn't it just be cheaper for you?"

"Mr. Wen, you make me seem to be committing a crime."

Lu Shan followed quickly, put his arms around Wen Yan's waist, poked his head over and said in a low voice, "Then Mr. Wen, please wait for me in the office at noon today, and let me feel another you."

Wen Yan: ...

He pushed Lu Shan away, straightened his coat, and said deliberately: "It seems that the work is still too easy, lack of pressure, and too much energy."

"Squeeze? What kind of squeeze? I'm curious and looking forward to it. Mr. Wen, how far can you squeeze me?"

Lu Shan followed Wen Yan to the parking lot with a playful smile on his yellow accent, drove Wen Yan off first, and then turned around to go to his company.

Wen Yan walked into the building and on the way to the office, the air was full of gossip factors, everyone looked like "Oh Mr. Wen is here, I really want to find something from him, but I don't dare", even Song Song Du is more enthusiastic than ever.

"Did you sleep last night?" It was all public, and he had nothing to avoid.

"I almost didn't sleep!" Song Song followed up cheerfully, "Don't worry, Mr. Wen, I've taken care of everything. Take a look."

The tablet was placed in front of Wen Yan, and it clearly listed the measures to deal with all parties. Wen Yan read it carefully and expressed his high praise, but Song Song didn't leave. Instead, he approached eagerly and whispered, "Mr. , so the previous flowers were sent by Mr. Lu?"

Wen Yan nodded, afraid that this would not satisfy his gossip, so he deliberately added: "The same goes for the pillows in the bedroom."

"Wow!" Song Song was extremely envious, "Oh, by the way, Mr. Wen, I'll show you yesterday's photos, they were taken so well, some of them are simply works of art!"

He clicked on the screen, and the pictures popped up. Wen Yan looked at them one by one. There were many pictures of him alone, but most of them were after Lu Shan came, looked at him, knelt down for him, and hugged him. Him, and those who danced with him at the end.

On the gorgeous venue, he and Lu Shan were shining brightly, with only each other in their eyes, and there was spark.

If you don't know it, it's almost like a wedding ceremony.

"Mr. Wen and Mr. Lu are really a good match!" Song Song sighed enviously again.

Wen Yan politely said: "You and your Alpha are also very suitable."

"No!" Song Song said distressedly, "I am about [-] centimeters shorter than him, and I don't look the same. When we walk together, it's more like a brother leading a younger brother or a boss leading his subordinates, or even a young father." With older sons!"

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Wen Yan laughed, "And as you said, isn't it another kind of good match? There is no fixed standard for good match."

"Well, it makes sense!" Song Song suddenly realized, as if he wanted to write it down seriously.

……

After the boss and the subordinate had an in-depth discussion on the relationship issue, they finally started their day's work.

On the other hand, Lu Shan had just entered the state of doing business when he received an extremely polite and aggressive message

[Hi Mr. Lu, my humble servant Meng. ]

Lu Shan raised his eyebrows, showed a disdainful smile, and replied: [Is there something wrong? ]

Meng Lian simply replied with two words: [About a frame. ]

Now Lu Shan is even more disdainful, typing harder

[Can. ]

[time and location? ]

Meng Lian replied the time and place, and added: [Don't tell Wen Yan. ]

Lu Shan frowned, and mercilessly replied [Do you want to say? ], then threw the phone aside and ignored it.

Does he care if he is angry or not?

Air fried is best.

The author has something to say: update at 12:[-] noon tomorrow, and this time will basically be fixed after that ~ Thank you for your support!