Idol alpha's long pursuit of his wife

At eleven o'clock in the noon, the warm sunlight that rarely appeared in T city in winter shone in through the gaps in the thick blue-gray curtains, making the whole bedroom bright.

The scents of rosemary and iris in the air are ambiguously entangled, chasing each other, and the messy bed is telling how intense the battle was last night.

There was no alarm clock on the weekend, and the two people on the bed were still asleep. After all, they were exhausted last night, and they didn't know what time they really fell asleep. The strong alpha hugged the fragile omega in his arms intimately. The peaceful expression on Omega's face seemed to say that he had found the safest safe haven in the world.

Finally, Aunt Fang, who came to clean up according to the usual time, after cleaning the living room as usual, pushed open the unlocked door of the bedroom, and was suddenly frightened by the scene in front of her.After saying sorry quickly, she ran away in despair.

The noise of the vacuum cleaner finally woke up the two people on the bed. Although the two of them had done what they should and should not have done together, it was the first time that they had met each other honestly in broad daylight and woke up together like this.

With their eyes facing each other, there was even a hint of embarrassment in the air.Xia Yichen suddenly remembered that An Zhiye didn't like physical contact with others, so he wanted to separate from him a little bit, and judging from his experience with him, although An Zhiye was very clingy in his sleep, An Zhiye was always with him when he was awake. There is a clear distinction.

Unexpectedly, I still couldn't move.Xia Yichen rubbed against him, An Zhiye immediately grunted impatiently to express his dissatisfaction, and warned: "Don't move anymore, if you don't want to be unable to get out of bed later."

This blunt warning immediately made Xia Yichen blush, and he felt embarrassed.

Seeing his bewildered look, An Zhiye immediately felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and his eyes fell on Xia Yichen's white shoulders exposed outside the quilt, and he immediately felt a little distracted, so he immediately covered him with the quilt Bare shoulders.

Feeling the love from his own alpha, although this action was a bit rude, Xia Yichen was still very happy.Because he was shy, he wrapped his whole body in the quilt, if it wasn't because he wanted to talk to him, he might not even show his head.

Xia Yichen asked: "Don't you have to go to work today? Are you free?"

"Who told you I'm free? Although I don't have to go to work today, I still have a lot of things to do." An Zhiye moved his arm that had been pressed all night, and Xia Yichen immediately stretched out his hand to help him massage. .

A look of satisfaction immediately appeared on An Zhiye's face, and he continued, "I recently received an invitation from a director. Sister Shu Wen asked me to read the script carefully and study the characters."

"Which director is it?" Xia Yichen raised his head and asked immediately.

"Director Wang Yuanyi, the movie is "Warm Sun"." An Zhiye said proudly.

Anyone who pays a little attention to the entertainment industry knows the importance of director Wang Yuanyi in the industry. He has won several international awards and is famous for his special ability to train|train actors. Therefore, many traffic artists in the circle, even in his I am willing to play guest roles in plays that get little or no money.

"Wow! It turned out to be the director Wang Yuanyi. I really like the period dramas he made. He is a very thoughtful and sentimental director!" Xia Yichen expressed his surprise in an exaggerated tone.

As a fan of An Zhiye for so many years, he always hoped that An Zhiye would sing well and act less. If he had to act, he would receive good films that would allow him to grow.

From the bottom of his heart, he hopes that he will not waste his best years to do jobs that are only for eyeballs and traffic. He hopes that An Zhiye can grow into a singer and actor with works to speak.

"That's great, you must act well!" When Xia Yichen cheered him on, his big and round eyes shone brightly. From An Zhiye's point of view, he had turned into a cult figure again. The look of his little fans.

After enjoying the admiration and admiration of his little fans, An Zhiye couldn't help but reveal his recent troubles. "Of course I want to play well, but this role is a bit troublesome."

"What's the trouble?" Probably because An Zhiye almost never chatted with him except for physical contact with him before, so Xia Yichen obviously showed a very interested look.

An Zhiye replied: "I want to play a blind man, this is not the most difficult thing, the most difficult thing is that he is a person in a famine era, the director said I was too strong, and asked me to lose at least [-] catties within a month. "As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, so why not talk to him about these things, it really wouldn't be boring.

"That's it, one thing—" Xia Yichen suddenly realized that it was a bit inappropriate to say this now.

"What's the matter? Say it!" Once An Zhiye ordered others, he looked a little fierce.

Xia Yichen had no choice but to answer truthfully: "It's a pity, your figure is so good, if you lose another [-] catties, you will probably lose your abdominal muscles."

An Zhiye retorted: "What are you thinking? After losing weight, the abdominal muscles will only become more obvious, okay? Besides, after filming the movie, it would be good to eat more and exercise more."

Xia Yichen thought about it too, he laughed a couple of times embarrassedly, then he took out his phone from the bedside and looked at something.

An Zhiye saw that when he was playing with his cell phone, the alarm started to go off, and immediately remembered the three ambiguous text messages from "Teacher Lan" last night.He definitely wouldn't tell him that he unlocked the phone with Xia Yichen's finger last night and deleted those three messages.

But when Xia Yichen stared at the phone screen with all his attention, An Zhiye inevitably began to think about other things.He pretended to inadvertently snatch the phone out of his hands, which shocked Xia Yichen.

When An Zhiye found out that Xia Yichen was looking up some low-calorie and delicious food in a certain recipe app, he looked at Xia Yichen who was looking at him helplessly after his phone was robbed, and suddenly he felt a little more in his heart.

After being slapped in the face mercilessly, he suddenly realized why he was so annoying.

However, An Zhiye deserved to be An Zhiye, he still pretended to be inadvertent and asked calmly: "Who is that teacher Lan who was chatting with you in the middle of the night last night? He is an alpha, right?"

"Teacher Lan?" Xia Yichen was stunned suddenly, he didn't think of blaming An Zhiye for peeking at his phone information last night, but thought for a while and replied: "He is the art teacher of my oil painting class, why do you feel sorry for him?" Interested, do you also want to learn oil painting?"

An Zhiye shook his head and said, "I don't want to learn, but you don't seem to have answered my question yet."

Xia Yichen recalled: "You've seen Lan Tian! It's the one who helped me catch the thief in Florence!"

An Zhiye suddenly remembered him, and said angrily: "So it's that fake artist! I thought he was abnormal at the time, why couldn't he stay in Italy? He ran back to China."

Xia Yichen wondered why An Zhiye spoke so meanly, but he couldn't refute in person, so he could only say: "Looking at what you said, I didn't find anything unusual about him."

An Zhiye answered immediately: "It's not normal anywhere! How can there be a decent person named Lan Tian? Your life circle is too small, and you have never seen what is called warmth and coldness. There are many bad people in this world."

After An Zhiye said this, he realized that there was something wrong with it. Maybe, no, he should definitely say that he was a bad person to Xia Yichen.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yichen nodded without thinking, showing that he trusted him very much.This made An Zhiye at a loss as to what to say, how did this stupid person in front of him live to be almost 30 years old in this world.

Seeing Xia Yichen started to rustle in his clothes again, An Zhiye had no choice but to stretch out his arms to hold him down again.

An Zhiye's hair was very hard, but it kept rubbing against Xia Yichen's neck, making him very itchy.In the end Xia Yichen had no choice but to beg for mercy: "An Zhiye, aren't you hungry? Don't you eat breakfast, don't you even eat lunch?"

An Zhiye: "Don't eat, anyway, the main task this month is to lose weight!"

What he said was so reasonable that people couldn't refute it, Xia Yichen had no choice but to change another way of begging for mercy, he blushed and begged in a low voice: "I want to go to the toilet, if you don't let me go, I'm going to wet the bed."

An Zhiye: "Then wet the bed." After finishing speaking, he put his hand on Xia Yichen's lower abdomen and pressed it lightly.

? ? ? ! !The always good-tempered Xia Yichen was finally broken by him, and he cursed: "An Zhiye, are you still human?"

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In fact, the caring Sister Fang prepared breakfast for them, but judging from the current situation that An Zhiye wanted to lose [-] catties in a month or two, breakfasts such as steamed stuffed buns with fried dumplings and porridge were definitely not up to standard.

So Xia Yichen used the ingredients in the refrigerator and according to the recipes he found on the Internet, carefully cooked squid with celery and bean sprouts with shrimps, while he ate the oatmeal eight-treasure porridge that Sister Fang cooked early in the morning.

For some reason, An Zhiye felt that the dishes Xia Yichen cooked this time were particularly delicious. Although he always thought that he was very talented in cooking, this time, when he saw with his own eyes how he went from washing vegetables to cutting vegetables to After frying and serving on a plate, a series of processes of making the raw materials into a delicious appearance, the word "home" naturally flashed in his mind.

In fact, An Zhiye has no concept of the word "home" in his memory.He has not lived with his biological father since he was a child, and he has no feelings for him.The mother who accompanied him until he was in his teens has always been an untouchable young lady, and never cooked him a single meal.

Because no one had ever done such a thing for him, it seemed quite warm to An Zhiye.He also found it amazing that a person would be willing to do such a troublesome thing for another person.This time, An Zhiye finally remembered that Xia Yichen could not eat any seafood and offal.

An Zhiye was indeed hungry, and quickly finished the dishes that were not particularly large.

Xia Yichen asked again: "Aren't you full? I don't dare to do too much, I'm afraid you'll have to do a lot of push-ups to make up for it if you eat too much."

An Zhiye shook his head, he looked at Xia Yichen who had been busy making him delicious food for a long time, but he was drinking oatmeal himself, and asked, "Why don't you cook something you can eat? Just drink porridge Can you be full? Isn’t it time you need nutrition now?”

As if he didn't quite get used to An Zhiye's sudden concern, Xia Yichen was overwhelmed with flattery, and he replied: "Yes, eight-treasure porridge is very nutritious, and I can't eat it now because it's too greasy."

An Zhiye asked: "What about the fruit? Is there any fruit you like to eat?"

When Xia Yichen was about to answer, An Zhiye's phone rang.

An Zhiye's expression changed when he saw the incoming call, and after answering it, his whole body was as cold as ice.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Xia Yichen asked cautiously after finishing the last mouthful of porridge.

An Zhiye was silent for a moment, and after recovering, he said, "Hurry up and pack your things, bring two black coats, we are going to S City to attend a funeral."

"Whose funeral?" Xia Yichen was so shocked that he didn't even hold the bowl in his hand.

An Zhiye quickly caught the bowl he dropped, and replied, "Don't make such a fuss, it's not a big deal."

Xia Yichen asked again: "Oh, who died then? Is it your distant relative?"

An Zhiye gave him a complicated look, and replied, "My half-brother."

The author has something to say: How many chapters will be sweet before the real separation?