Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

Considering that Lu Chaosheng was a sick patient and it was raining again, Wen Yanwan pushed his grandma into the bathroom after comforting her.

Perhaps due to the influence of the "glandular hermaphroditism", Lu Chaosheng is now extremely afraid of the cold. He was already chilled when he was blown outside before, but he didn't refuse at this time, and took a hot bath in the bathroom of Wen Yanwan's house.

When he was about to come out, he remembered that he hadn't prepared a change of clothes yet.

Opening the door lightly, just as he was about to call Wen Yanwan, he suddenly found that there was a small mat in front of the bathroom door, and a set of clean pajamas and pajamas were neatly placed on the mat, and there was even a new pair of pajamas on top. Bought towels and underwear.

Slightly stunned, Lu Chaosheng stretched out his arm and moved Maza in.

Picking up the things above, it was warm and soft, as if it had just been scalded with hot water and then dried.

Even though Wen Yanwan's care and thoughtfulness had already been experienced through the matter of bringing the meal yesterday, this level was still beyond Lu Chaosheng's imagination.

After only a few seconds of silence, he picked up the towel, and Lu Chaosheng sneered in his heart. As expected, he paid a deposit of 100 million to rent it, which is really considerate.

When she came out of the bathroom, Wen Yanwan was sitting on the sofa, holding the pink mobile phone in her hand, and she was close to grandma, teaching her how to use it.

The TV was still off, but the room was no longer deserted. Wen Yanwan's deep and gentle voice, and grandma's occasional chuckle when she was teased, became the most harmonious melody in this small world.

The emotions connected by blood, the life of being dependent on each other, no one can intervene in these two grandparents who rely on each other in the cross current of fate.

Then compare the clothes on my body, the same thoughtfulness and gentleness, which is real and which is fake, you can tell at a glance.

Lu Chaosheng stood silently, watching for a long time, until Wen Yan's late takeaway was delivered, interrupting this extremely warm scene, Lu Chaosheng walked out slowly.

During the meal, Lu Chaosheng was obedient, and he didn't say a word the whole time, giving the grandparents and grandchildren opposite him enough space to get along.

After dinner, grandma wanted to clean up, but Wen Yanwan snatched it away.

Grandma sat on the sofa, watching Wen Yanwan holding a rag, busily busy, wrinkled faces crowded together, smiling like an innocent child.

Lu Chaosheng did not expect that the other party would suddenly talk to him.

"It's the first time for Ah Yan to bring a friend home." Grandma's gentle eyes looked at Lu Chaosheng's eyes, which were already cloudy, but the light in them was as clear as the water in a mountain stream. "Don't look at him smiling at everyone. Look, in fact, I know very well in my heart that he is a child who tends to think too much and doesn't trust anyone, so it's no wonder that he has been alone for so many years, always alone, and he doesn't even have a friend who can talk to him."

In the kitchen, there was the sound of running water washing dishes. Grandma raised her withered but warm hand and gently brushed Lu Chaosheng's thin shoulder.

"What a wonderful child," she said, "Ayan will never need to be alone again..."

The eyelashes drooped slightly, and the eyes slowly passed over the thin arms.

Lu Chaosheng raised his eyes, stared at the busy figure in the kitchen, and gave a faint "hmm".

When Wen Yanwan was washing the dishes, she noticed that grandma was talking to Lu Chaosheng.

Lu Chaosheng is a smart person, Wen Yanwan wasn't worried that he might say something wrong, so he didn't care too much.

When she came out of the kitchen, only grandma was left on the sofa. Seeing her get up, Wen Yanwan hurried over and helped her up.

"You child, I'm not old enough to stand up!"

Wen Yanwan didn't answer, just smiled and sent her into the room, without seeing another person on the left or right, he asked casually, "Where is Mr. Lu Chao?"

Grandma lay down on the bed, and Wen Yanwan covered her with a thin quilt.

She replied: "I think the child is not in good spirits, so let him go to your room to rest. Anyway, you two have a good relationship, so don't mind too much."

Good Relationship?

That's true, so good that he bit his neck when the other party was in estrus.

Muting in her heart, Wen Yanwan didn't explain to her grandma, but leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, and ran out before grandma could react.

After trotting to the door of her room, Wen Yanwan stopped, and the corners of her mouth were slowly lowered, and those eyes that were full of brilliance gradually became dark and cold.

Like a layer of gloomy black clouds, there is a faint coolness in the eyebrows and eyes.

This face is what he really looks like.

After reliving his life, he was used to seeing conspiratorial, perfidious and treacherous widows. Except for his grandmother, it was impossible for him to trust anyone easily.

Pushing open the door, the little gold master who had been neglected by him for a long time was lying on his bed, soundly asleep.

His breathing was slow, his face was calm, his slender eyelashes drooped softly, and he showed no sign of shame at all for occupying someone else's bed without permission.

It's true, there are enough things you can't see outside.

Looking slowly over that cold face, Wen Yanwan lifted her foot, walked to the window, closed the bed curtain, then returned to the desk and sat down.

Turn on the desk lamp, casually took a collection of science training on the table, accompanied by the shallow, almost inaudible breathing sound behind him, Wen Yanwan picked up the pen, and drooped his eyes to do it.

In the small and simple bedroom, there are two half-year-old teenagers, one leans lightly on the table, burying his head in the questions, and the other lies on the soft bed, sleeping lightly with his eyes closed.

There is a "rustling" sound when the pen and paper rub against each other, and it seems to be integrated with the shallow breathing.

A solitary lamp on the table lights up, cutting their figures into two realms of light and darkness. It seems that they can touch the heart that has been hidden for a long time on the other side just by gently stretching out their hands.

However, the person who was willing to reach out had fallen into a deep sleep, and the only person who was awake was unwilling to take even a single step.

When Lu Chaosheng woke up, he saw darkness.

Reaching out habitually, I touched the phone from beside the pillow, opened it and saw that it was already 11 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Last night, he almost didn't sleep at all. He couldn't help it. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. He didn't expect to sleep until night.

There was a shallow breathing sound from the bedside, Lu Chaosheng lifted the quilt, sat up, and immediately saw, next to the floor of the bed, a quilt was thrown on the narrow mat, bulging high.

Being so close to the bed, I am not afraid that he will trample someone to death when he comes down.

Although Lu Chaosheng complained in his heart, he also knew that this room was too small to accommodate the tall and broad body of the boy under the bed.

Unable to sleep any more, Lu Chaosheng simply got out of bed and walked to Wen Yanwan's side.

The mat was too narrow, most of the quilt fell on the ground, and Wen Yanwan's little leg was sticking out of the mat.

The back of the head was resting on the ground, and the heels were resting on the ground. It was a little funny, but also a little wronged, as if silently accusing the barbaric robber who wantonly took away other people's homes in front of him.

Amused by his own imagination, Lu Chaosheng half-kneeled on the exposed quilt, his eyes slowly scanning the face in front of him that perfectly hit his aesthetics.

Wen Yanwan was right in thinking, the meeting that night did indeed have the meaning of being attracted to each other.

Such an excellent appearance is rare even among the group of pampered young masters.

Looking at the young man's face wantonly, his gaze seemed to turn into substance, starting from his scattered forehead hair, and slowly crawling downward along the facial lines.

Slightly frowned eyebrows, delicate and narrow double eyelids, slender and thick eyelashes, and a three-dimensional straight nose bridge.

Inch by inch, until that pale, thin lip.

stop.

As if playing a prank, Lu Chaosheng tilted his head suddenly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and then he stretched out a finger, placed it on the thin lips, and rubbed it lightly, lightly, repeatedly.

However, after only touching for a second, that mischievous hand was suddenly grasped forcefully.

The next moment, his field of vision suddenly turned, and when he looked up again, he was already lying on his back on the quilt on the ground.

Wen Yanwan knelt down on him, pressed her legs tightly against the opponent's, held his wrists with both hands, turned upwards forcefully, and pressed against his head.

In an instant, the position suddenly changed.

From top to bottom, his eyes slowly brushed over the delicate eyebrows of the young man below him.

Seeing that he was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet, Wen Yanwan couldn't help but chuckled, grinning, and scratched his lips that were itched by the other party's teasing with his teeth.

Then she lowered her head, put the tip of her nose against the opponent's, and looked deeply into those light-colored eyes.

Wen Yanwan pursed her lips, and said in a low voice slowly: "Young Master Lu, this is... You haven't been bitten enough during the day, and you got up in the middle of the night to attack?"

The distance was too close, and the warm breath of the other party sprayed on Lu Chaosheng's face when he spoke.

a little itchy.

What's more, is the sudden surge in the body, which belongs to Omega's desire to surrender.

Even though he has regained his Alpha form, the Omega half of his bloodline still sends out warnings at critical moments

The boy in front of you is your Alpha, he belongs to you.

As if frightened, the pair of light-colored pupils opened wide, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, mixing with his own eyelashes, making the eyelids itch.

Tasting the omega's almost imperceptible light breath on her lips, Wen Yanwan chuckled, straightened up, and let go of her hand.

"Young Master Lu, if you want it in the future, just tell me directly, and you don't need to do something like a night raid."

After saying that, he wanted to get up, but the moment he bent his knees, he was suddenly pushed down by a force.

The force on the knee was uneven, and he was forced to kneel on the quilt, and his pupils enlarged rapidly, and there was a faint smile on the other party's cold face.

Like a plum blossom suddenly blooming in the white world after the snow falls silently.

Aloof, yet extremely gorgeous.

The next moment, two soft and warm objects were suddenly attached to the lips.

The heart suddenly constricted for a moment.

The neck was encircled by two soft arms, and the lips were wantonly drawn into the other's lips. In the ambiguous/hot breath mixed with hot and cold, the other's vague and indifferent voice came from the ear.

"I bought it with money, what do I want to do, and I need to report to you?" He said, "Who will give you the face to negotiate with your benefactor, huh?"