[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

Yang Qingruo was drunk.

He used to drink very well, and there was absolutely no problem if he drank some sake.

But this was the first time in his life that his body had been exposed to alcohol. As soon as the aftertaste of the sake came up, he slumped down on the table, feeling dizzy and wanting to sleep.

Song Yun moved to his side, poked his white and tender face, and looked at him curiously like a child facing a novelty toy: "Are you drunk?" Yang Qingruo waved this annoying hand away, muttering Say, "I'm not drunk, I'm just sleepy."

Song Yun helped him up, and said logically: "Well, I see, you're drunk, you really can't drink."

Song Yun's speech was still straight A style as before, but Yang Qingruo, who became a little drunk cat, didn't take care of him as much as when he was sober, and immediately retorted angrily: "You are really annoying, if you can't talk, don't talk! Not drunk! I can drink a lot!"

Song Yun has no experience in dealing with alcoholics. He squeezed Yang Qingruo's face, his face cooled down quickly, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Huh? You say I hate it? Can't talk? Tell the truth after drinking, this is what's in your heart Tell me your truest opinion!"

Song Yun's hand strength was not just for fun, even if he withdrew his strength, two red fingerprints quickly appeared on Yang Qingruo's face.

"Oh...it hurts!" Yang Qingruo was pinched until his eyes were full of tears, but the effect of alcohol had amplified his nature, and his nature was a tough and fierce hot pepper. Although the physical tears flowed down, he did not admit defeat at all. Face to face with Song Yun and just get up, "I'm not wrong, you are just a nasty egomaniac 丨 You are an alpha, and you are doing something to an omega! You are shameless!"

Song Yun saw the tears trickling down Yang Qingruo's cheeks as if a faucet was turned on, and withdrew them guiltily, and groaned and quibbled: "I didn't mean it, who knew you were so irresistible that you would cry when you were hit. , omega is trouble..."

"Who is crying! I didn't cry!" Yang Qingruo rubbed his face, his cheeks were burning with pain, he sat on the seat with red eyes, lowered his head and whimpered, "I didn't cry, I won't cry, It hurts so much..."

Song Yun was crying until his head grew two. He secretly swore that he would never let Yang Qingruo drink again. A drunk omega is really troublesome.

"Okay, okay, you're not crying, you're not drunk, that's fine." Song Yun pulled Yang Qingruo up, and was finally willing to compromise a little, following the drunkard's thoughts to appease him or her.

But if you think that Song Yun will completely restrain himself and bow his head to Yang Qingruo, then you are very wrong.

He dug Yang Qingruo out from the crook of his arms, and this time he held his face with special attention and care, stared at the drunk cat, and stubbornly settled the score: "Tell me again, what are you thinking?" Mine? Said I hate? Huh? Didn’t you just say you like me today? Which sentence is the truth? Do you hate me or like me? "

Yang Qingruo stared back at him in bewilderment, feeling aggrieved, and shouted angrily: "I hate you!"

Song Yun took a deep breath: "I'll give you another chance to answer this question again."

Yang Qingruo continued to yell: "I hate you, I hate you! You are a big trotter!"

Song Yun was very angry. He gritted his teeth and confronted the drunk: "Oh? Then you lied to me when you said you liked me today?"

Yang Qingruo pushed him away, didn't push him, whimpered and said: "I don't want to like you, you have no future, no future, no heart, no lungs, no response, I'm stupid to like you big trotters, woo woo woo, how could I like you?" you……"

Song Yun let go, and he remembered what Omega said in the official account of how to get along: Sometimes, Omega says there is no, it is there, it hates it, it likes it, and it says you go, but you don't want to go.

He pondered, the current situation fits "sometimes".

After getting the answer he wanted, Song Yun put Yang Qingruo back on the table, and let him continue to cry on his stomach. He folded his arms and stared at him with a bitter expression on his face. Crying Omega's difficult technical work, Omega's way of getting along didn't mention it, and Song Yun was completely helpless about it.

Fortunately, Yang Qingruo's wine taste was okay, without Song Yun's harassment, he whimpered and cried for a while, then obediently fell asleep lying on the table.

Song Yun heaved a sigh of relief, put his jacket on Yang Qingruo, and then returned to his seat to continue eating barbecue.

Well, he is not full yet, so of course he has to sacrifice his five internal organs first.

Fortunately, Yang Qingruo fell asleep and didn't know anything about Song Yun's behavior. Otherwise, knowing that Song Yun sat on the opposite side and continued to eat barbecue comfortably, he would really be pissed off by his coquettish manipulation Liver pain.

Song Yun didn't feel that there was any problem with his behavior at all. He swept away all the meat that Yang Qingruo had grilled before going crazy with alcohol, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he started to grill the meat by himself.

After grilling two skewers of ribs, he stuffed them into his mouth as usual.

In the next second, everything was vomited out.

"Bah, bah, bah." Song Yun picked up the teacup and took a sip, disgusted by his outstanding barbecue skills.

It turned out that the food he baked had such a strange taste, it was really hard to swallow!

After pouring two more glasses of water, Song Yun was no longer in the mood to continue eating barbecue. He picked up Yang Qingruo who was already asleep, lowered his head and rubbed his forehead with his forehead: "You little liar, the things I bake are so delicious. It's unpalatable, and you can finish it without changing your face, and you don't even know what to say."

Yang Qingruo's response was to pouted uncomfortably, and buried her head in his arms.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Wei Xiaoping, who was fidgeting in the living room, heard the doorbell. He almost stood up from the sofa with a gust of wind. This doorbell might not be Yang Qingruo, so who would be visiting at this late hour?

He looked out through the cat's eyes anxiously, but he saw a big man who should not be here standing in front of the door with a cold and arrogant look, holding a sleeping person in his arms under the light of the orange light in the passage.

Wei Xiaoping let out a low exclamation and covered his mouth.

Why did King Chongjun come to their house to ring the doorbell?

Also, why does the sleeping person in King Chongjun's arms look familiar, like his son Yang Qingruo?

Wei Xiaoping has been surfing the Internet frequently recently, and he has learned a lot of deception routines. He is very defensive, so he didn't open the door immediately, and first asked through the door: "Who is it?"

Song Yun said coldly and politely: "Is it Mr. Wei Xiaoping? I am Yang Qingruo's alpha Song Yun."

Wei Xiaoping rubbed his ears, and after confirming that he had heard correctly, he let out a low exclamation.

You're lying, King Chongjun is his son's alpha, and he is still holding his son home?

Feeling anxious, he dialed Yang Qingruo's terminal number.

A few seconds later, Yang Qingruo's phone rang through the security door.

Oh my god, that alpha outside who claims to be King Chongjun is really holding his son in his arms!

Wei Xiaoping quickly opened the door, his eyes were fixed on Yang Qingruo who was in Song Yun's arms, and he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with Xiaoruo?"

Song Yun bent down slightly so that Wei Xiaoping could see Yang Qingruo's appearance clearly, confirmed that he was indeed safe and sound, and replied: "He is fine, he fell asleep after drinking two glasses of wine."

After seeing Yang Qingruo's peaceful sleeping face clearly, Wei Xiaoping breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the tension with his son and faced the cold and arrogant Song Yun again, he turned sideways to let the door open awkwardly: "Thank you!" You sent Xiao Ruo back, please come in and sit down."

Song Yun never knew how to write politely. He nodded lightly, hugged Yang Qingruo and walked in: "Where is Qingruo's room?"

Wei Xiaoping carefully observed Song Yun. He had been a fan of Song Yun for a short period of time, and he was no stranger to Song Yun. After a close observation, he could already be sure that the alpha in front of him was indeed King Chongjun. Song Yun.

He pointed to a room: "Xiao Ruo sleeps there."

"Thank you." Song Yun walked straight in with Yang Qingruo in his arms, strolling around as if he was at his own home.

Wei Xiaoping followed closely behind him, helping him to turn on the light and lift up the quilt.

From the details, it can be easily seen that Song Yun is completely incapable of taking care of others. He didn't even have the consciousness to help Yang Qingruo take off his shoes, and he just put him on the bed and felt that he was done.

Wei Xiaoping followed behind him to make amends, helped Yang Qingruo take off his shoes, socks and coat, covered the quilt again, raised his head and thanked Song Yun who was standing stupidly beside the bed: "Thank you so much for sending our family Xiaoruo back. "

Song Yun imitated Wei Xiaoping's example and helped Yang Qingruo tuck the quilt, and replied coldly: "Well, no thanks."

Wei Xiaoping folded his hands, looked at Song Yun hesitantly, opened his mouth several times but did not speak.He has indeed changed a lot these days, but when facing Song Yun with a strong aura, it is still a bit difficult for Wei Xiaoping to be able to continue as usual.

Song Yun had finished his addiction to tucking in the quilt, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wei Xiaoping who had something written all over his face. Seeing that he was Yang Qingruo's mother, he took the initiative to say, "You can speak directly if you have something to say."

Wei Xiaoping looked at his son with a peaceful sleeping face and at Song Yun who was aloof and cold, clenched his fists tightly, summoned up his courage and asked, "Are you really the alpha who marked Xiao Ruo?"

Song Yun frowned slightly. He was very displeased with the saying "you marked Yang Qingruo" and corrected him: "Well, I am Qingruo's alpha." He felt that after getting along today, Yang Qingruo had already acquiesced in their relationship. relationship between them.

Wei Xiaoping didn't intend to tangle with him on this issue, instead he asked: "Your Majesty Song Xiaojun, do you still maintain... a relationship with Xiao Ruo?"

Song Yun nodded affirmatively: "Of course, he is my omega."

Wei Xiaoping continued to ask: "Then what are you going to do with Xiao Ruo? I know it's too much for you to ask this question, but Xiao Ruo has his own persistence. Will you marry him in the future? Or are you just planning to keep him by your side as a lover?"

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This is meeting the parents, right?

PS: Babies, thank you for your rewards and reminders for monthly ticket recommendations, please.Because of the busy work, I will remember to add the reward and monthly pass this time, and I will make it up after Chuan Chuan is busy.