This little Alpha is a little sweet

super sweet tonight 79

The BO conduction agent has entered the second phase and requires a lot of manpower and material support.

Another new group of graduate students entered the laboratory of Peking University. As the preparatory researchers of Yinhe Research Institute, everyone has high expectations and pride. This is the place where the greatest research on barrier agents of this century was born. The large research room also means that it is not far from the Milky Way Research Institute.

Luo Qingye, as the leader of this group of graduate students, is leading them to introduce the laboratory.

"Senior brother Luo is so handsome. He looks so lethal, but he doesn't seem to smile much."

"If someone has an Omega, he smiles at his own omega. How many years has this answer been passed down in Beijing? His wife is Dr. Chu of the Milky Way Research Institute. She is the peerless beauty who gave us a class last time. Don't even think about it. !"

"I'll just say it."

Just as they passed by the laboratory, everyone followed Luo Qingye who was leading the team and stopped. Everyone followed his line of sight and landed on the man who was doing experiments inside the glass wall of the laboratory. watching them.

The man was wearing silver-rimmed glasses and a white coat. He was bent over and fiddled with the microscope with his slender white hands. He was so focused that he didn't notice the group of people outside.

Looking from the side, although you can't see the front face, but the perfect and exquisite jaw line, the Adam's apple in the neck is slightly moving, this movement alone can make people pleasing to the eye, not to mention the man's figure.

The overly wide white coat can still outline the lines, and the slight bending movement leaves a curve on the back of the white coat. The hem of the clothes is more than halfway, and the overly slender legs are wrapped under the suit trousers, so that the trousers are slightly exposed, and the looming ankles are white. Dazzling.

Whether it's the side face, hands, waist, or ankles, you have to sigh:

This man in a white coat and ascetic glasses is simply the embodiment of sin and beauty.

"Dr. Chu, I saw Xiao Luo."

Chu Yiqiao was looking at the BO hormone cell combination. He was taken aback when he heard what his research assistant said. He turned his eyes sideways, and when he saw who it was, the bottom of his eyes rippled, and the corners of his lips were slightly sunken.

Eyes facing each other across the glass wall.

Everyone watched the man's cold and indifferent face suddenly burst into a smile. Under the stacking of all the cold elements, this smile seemed to illuminate the laboratory.

Luo Qingye took out his hand in his pocket, stared at Chu Yiqiao, put his thumb on his lips and kissed him, then smiled, and pointed his thumb at Chu Yiqiao across the air.

Chu Yiqiao supported the microscope with one hand, and made the same movement as Luo Qingye with the other hand.

The two looked at each other with a smile and didn't say a word. This action was like a little secret between them. Even though there was space and distance, they still carried compliments to each other and silently carried strong love for each other. meaning.

Luo Qingye put down his hands and looked at his younger brothers and sisters, and his gaze returned to indifferent after leaving Chu Yiqiao: "Let's go, continue to show you other laboratories."

Once the expression is closed, no one loves it.

Chu Yiqiao put down his hands when he heard the sound, and lowered his head to do his experiment. It was still the cold and indifferent Dr. Chu.

Everyone: "..."

This kind of injury is obvious, silently wearing a mask of pain.

Noon break.

"Dr. Chu, this is Xiao Luo's previous research report, you can take a look." The research assistant put the report by Chu Yiqiao's table: "Then I'll go to eat first, and Dr. Chu, you can eat quickly too." Bar."

"Well, good, thank you for your hard work." Chu Yiqiao replied with a nod.

After the research assistant left, he packed up the microscope and arranged all the used tools before leaving for the pantry.

When he came here this morning, he put the stewing pot in the tea room, and there was oat milk that Luo Qingye boiled for him in it, and he forgot to eat it. Now he is going to destroy the corpse to avoid being nagged.

At noon, the research room was quiet at this time, and basically everyone went to have lunch.

In the tea room, without changing his white coat, Chu Yiqiao casually leaned against the sink, casually drinking the oat milk in the stewing pot, and his expression became subtle and disgusted when he smelled the milk.He still can't stand the taste of milk, it's better to drink Luo Qingye's.

But Luo Qingye insisted on asking him to drink it, and if he didn't drink it, he tried his best to put milk in various ingredients.

It's okay to drink it when you're pregnant, why should he drink it now.

Glancing at the sink, the door of the tea room was suddenly opened from the outside just as he was about to pour it out. He was so frightened that his shoulders and hands trembled, and he looked at the door in surprise, only to find that it was Luo Qingye.

"..."

Luo Qingye walked in, and he closed the door behind his back, only to hear a "click" and it was locked.

The sense of atmosphere in this small tea room was created by the sound of the lock.

Chu Yiqiao silently took back the stewing pot from the sink, turned around pretending to be calm, and turned on the faucet: "Ah, it's so hot, the quality of this pot is really good, the milk you boiled for me is still as good as it is now. It's hot, you said it will cool if you put it in water for a while, I will eat it after it cools down."

"You didn't have breakfast?"

Chu Yiqiao felt the warm and generous chest against his back, and Luo Qingye's dangerous tone came from beside his ear, and then Luo Qingye wrapped his arms around him from behind, turned off the water with one hand, and turned off the water with the other. Over the hand he held the stew pot.

"Wife, you're not good." Luo Qingye took the stewing pot, lowered his eyes to look inside, it was very good, it was full, and he didn't take a sip.

Chu Yiqiao wanted to snatch the stewing pot back.

Luo Qingye noticed his movement and directly raised the stewing pot.

The young alpha's growth conditions are excellent, and now Luo Qingye is already half a head taller than him. He might have to jump up to get this long arm, but jumping up and holding it is too embarrassing.

"Can't I drink now?" Chu Yiqiao put down his hands and didn't intend to fight.

"Is this the problem?" Luo Qingye seemed a little unhappy when he saw Chu Yiqiao. He put down the stewing pot in his hand, covered the mouth of the pot with the back of his hand to feel the temperature, and it was still warm: "How many times have I told you that you can't?" Eat breakfast, I have told you all the bad habits you had before and you have to get rid of them. Just because you’re not hungry doesn’t mean your stomach isn’t hungry. The day’s plan lies in the morning. Your husband, I’ll make breakfast for you every day before going to school. You don’t want to eat it. , have to—"

Chu Yiqiao kissed Luo Qingye's chattering lips directly, and his ears would callus if he heard it any more.

The almost savage kiss seemed to bring Chu Yiqiao's anger. Luo Qingye felt that Chu Yiqiao might be bothering him and nagging him again. Totally long memory.

He pulled Chu Yiqiao away, picked up the stewing pot and took a sip, clasped the back of Chu Yiqiao's neck with his hand and kissed it directly.

Chu Yiqiao's eyes widened in shock.

Being forced to drink oat milk forced him to swallow it, but if he wanted to break free, he still couldn't break free, because Luo Qingye was too strong.

After a few sips, Chu Yiqiao felt that he really couldn't take it anymore.

"...No more, I really don't want to drink anymore."

Hearing Chu Yiqiao's crying voice, Luo Qingye held the stewing pot with one hand and the back of his neck with the other, half-closed his eyes: "Do you dare to skip breakfast in the future? Dare you pour it out? Huh? "

Chu Yiqiao grabbed Luo Qingye's arms, with physiological tears in his eyes, and looked up at him: "Can you drink another one? I really don't want to drink oat milk. I don't like milk."

"Is it the problem of drinking milk? What I'm talking about is your bad habit of not eating breakfast." Luo Qingye put the stewing pot aside, leaned casually beside the table, and pulled Chu Yiqiao into the Yuetui Room with a serious expression : "It's been several times, do you want me to stare at you at home and let you go out after eating? Or do you like me to feed you bite by bite? Like this sense of ritual?"

Chu Yiqiao lowered his eyes and didn't want to look at him, and muttered in a low voice: "...I don't often, I don't have an appetite today."

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Is Luo Qingye going to ride on top of him now? Always teaching him like this makes him lose face.

Just as he lowered his head, his chin was pinched by Luo Qingye, and then he forced his head up, and he met Luo Qingye's eyes directly.

"Why don't you have an appetite?" Luo Qingye frowned: "Don't you like the breakfast I made? Still feeling uncomfortable?"

Chu Yiqiao saw that Luo Qingye was really going to fight the question of eating breakfast to the end. It was because he simply didn't want to drink milk, but if he said that, Luo Qingye would definitely get him some pumpkin milk, purple potato milk, and finally Still can't escape the milk, as if he can't do without milk.

It seems that we have to find a way to divert Luo Qingye's attention,

"Xiao Ye." Halfway through Luo Qingye's words, he suddenly saw Chu Yiqiao's hand pressing where it shouldn't be, his eyes turned down, and his eyes darkened: "What are you doing?"

"You locked the door, right?" Chu Yiqiao posted a post forward, and the close distance between the two of them instantly became inseparable.

The slight drunkenness that belongs to Omega cherry brandy ripples in a small space, like a feather, with a sweet taste passing through the nose, body, and body, falling one after another, which is undoubtedly igniting the fire.

Luo Qingye propped his hands on the side of the stage, raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Yiqiao: "Well, it's locked."

The rolling Adam's apple betrayed him after all.

But I can only blame Chu Yiqiao, who is wearing a white coat, for being too charming, and all thoughts flood into my mind as soon as I get close, let alone in the small tea room.There are people outside, walking around.

Add a few thorns.Excited.

Seeing Luo Qingye's relaxed movements, Chu Yiqiao knew that this move was effective, and he asked with a smile, "Then are you hungry now?"

"Hungry." Luo Qingye responded.

"But I'm even hungrier, I want to eat you." Chu Yiqiao moved forward again, with his hands inside Luo Qingye's arms: "Do you want to take off my white coat here?"

The bottom of Luo Qingye's eyes obviously darkened a little, and then he seemed to think of something, turned his face and smiled, and diverted his attention, okay, then he will play with him.

Seeing Luo Qingye laughing, Chu Yiqiao was stunned for a second.

"Doctor Chu, you have a husband, right?" Luo Qingye pressed Chu Yiqiao's hand on his side with both hands, clasping his fingers together so that it was impossible to escape. Wolf: "Then you send out pheromones to lure the patient, is it really okay?"

Chu Yiqiao's ears turned red instantly, and he was caught off guard by Luo Qingye's teasing: "Luo Qingye, you..."

"It's okay, I won't tell him." Luo Qingye leaned into his ear and said, only to hear him laugh hoarsely: "Let's play secretly, shall we?"

Chu Yiqiao's back tightened.

"Don't make a sound, you will be heard by people outside, that's not good."

……

The research assistant came back from the restaurant. He was holding the coffee and was about to go to the pantry to get a pack of coffee mate, when he saw Luo Qingye coming out of the pantry: "Oh? Xiao Luo, why are you here? Didn't you go to eat?"

His eyes fell on the white coat that Luo Qingye held in his hand. The white coat happened to reveal the exclusive nameplate of the laboratory, with the words Chu Yiqiao on it.

Ok?

Luo Qingye replied calmly: "I'm full." After speaking, he walked quickly to the parking lot.

The research assistant tilted his head in a daze, in the tea room... full?

Just as he was about to enter the tea room, he suddenly faced Chu Yiqiao head-on. He stopped in fright, and the coffee in his hand shook: "Oh, Dr. Chu, why are you here? Your eyes..."

Why is it red like she just cried?

Chu Yiqiao smoothed the skirt of his suit, and nodded calmly: "I just finished eating, and I may not come to the research room in the afternoon. Give me the report tomorrow, and go first."

The research assistant looked at the two people who went out with their feet and feet in a daze. Did they eat in the tea room instead of going to the restaurant?

He walked into the tea room puzzled.

The door of the parking lot slammed shut, the car was really innocent.

Luo Qingye held the steering wheel with one hand, looked sideways at Chu Yiqiao who was sitting on the co-pilot with no expression on his face, and lightly touched Chu Yiqiao's cheek with his free hand: "Are you angry?"

Chu Yiqiao turned his face away: "No, how could I be angry? A certain person likes to be angry. I didn't eat his breakfast today and kept nagging in my ear like a grandfather. People who don't know think he is 80 years old. "

Luo Qingye couldn't hold back his laughter, he leaned forward.

"What to do?" Chu Yiqiao reflexively raised his hand against his chest, his eyes wary: "I won't do it."

Luo Qingye laughed louder, and stretched out his hand to pull the seat belt on the side of Chu Yiqiao: "Honey, do you think I'm a perpetual motion machine, just help you fasten your seat belt, what are you thinking?"

With a "click", he helped Chu Yiqiao fasten his seat belt, and hooked the tip of his nose with his fingers.

It's nice to make my wife angry.

The smile on the corner of his lips didn't go down, he put his hand on the steering wheel and drove away.

Chu Yiqiao took a deep breath to try not to get angry, but he still felt that he couldn't get angry. When did he become so dignified?

It happened to be a red light ahead, and Luo Qingye caught a glimpse of Chu Yiqiao who seemed to be still angry from the corner of his eye, wondering if he had made a fuss just now, that's right, after feeding and drinking that pot of oat milk, Chu Yiqiao was about to cry bite him.

Milk is Chu Yiqiao's least favorite taste, even nausea, especially during pregnancy.It wasn't that he forced Chu Yiqiao to drink milk, but the doctor ordered it.

Chu Yiqiao’s Omega hormones were very unstable when she was pregnant, which may be related to the previous pheromone disorder syndrome. Milk is currently the best drink that can improve the metabolism of Omega hormones. Only by drinking more can the Omega hormone levels be stabilized. Not only It's good for him and good for the child.

Even now he would stare at Chu Yiqiao and drink, he was afraid that Chu Yiqiao's hormone level would drop suddenly, which would be very dangerous.

"Are you still angry?" Luo Qingye asked with a smile, and he stretched out his hand in front of Chu Yiqiao: "Call you, calm down, wife."

Chu Yiqiao said expressionlessly: "I don't fight, and I won't drink milk in the future. If you give me another drink, I'll be really angry. I'm serious and I didn't joke with you."

Luo Qingye showed helplessness when he heard Chu Yiqiao say this, but he seemed to feel that Chu Yiqiao was really angry this time: "Then—"

"Don't add milk to food for me to eat, I can smell it." Chu Yiqiao turned sideways and stared at Luo Qingye: "I really don't like it, it's fine if I was pregnant before, but now you still force me to drink it. Do you like it?" Yes, you are violating the omega protection regulations."

Luo Qingye didn't know whether to laugh or cry at once, and if he asked his wife to drink milk, he would become a criminal: "Okay, okay, I won't do it anymore." Seeing Chu Yiqiao's expressionless face, he stretched out his hand and squeezed his face: "I'm so used to it!" you."

"Say it again?" Chu Yiqiao half-closed his eyes.

Luo Qingye silently put his hands back on the steering wheel, just when the light was red, he stepped on the accelerator, the corners of his lips raised for a long time: "My wife is the best."

Chu Yiqiao leaned on the back of the chair, inadvertently caught a glimpse of the dirty white coat in the back seat, and looked away: "I'm used to you."

Luo Qingye smiled.

A man can bend and stretch.

Anyway, what the wife says is what.