Companion Growers

When Qi Rui returned to the store, Qi Mo was still sitting in the original position, his face was still covered with ice that would not melt for thousands of years, but from the door to the floor under Qi Mo's feet, it was shone by the sunlight and folded finely. Shine a little light.

Qi Rui raised his eyebrows, pretending he didn't see it, he walked naturally behind the bar and made a cup of black coffee, brought it out and put it in front of Qi Mo.

"I won't go back with you."

Qi Mo looked at the steaming coffee in front of him, his expression relaxed a little, and he replied irrelevantly, "The engagement is cancelled."

Qi Rui propped his chin, his body suddenly leaned forward, a pair of bright black eyes merged with the thick ink of the dark night and shattered thousands of stars, the movements of being stared at by such a pair of eyes suddenly seemed a little stiff.

"Don't think you can buy me off with a cup of coffee."

Black coffee is Qi Mo's favorite.Regardless of the raw materials, the amount of added milk and sugar is almost accurate to milligrams, there is no black coffee made by a servant in the house that suits him as well as Qi Rui's.

"Brother, I won't give it to you." Qi Rui straightened on the sofa, the expression on his face and the temperature in his eyes were also gradually withdrawn, "Because it belongs to me."

Qi Mo looked at his serious brother and took a sip of the coffee. The rich and mellow taste in his mouth made him very nostalgic, and the two of them fell silent for a moment as they rubbed their thumbs over the hot cup rim.

"I don't need to take away the gene mother." After a long time, Qi Mo said, "But you have to give me a sufficient number of daughter genes."

After hearing what he said, Qi Rui suddenly laughed, but his eyes were full of disappointment, "Is there a difference?"

Qi Mo was at a loss for words, but he had already made a step back, and this was something he couldn't change.

"Brother, go back and tell those old antiques." Qi Rui closed his eyes, and then opened them with a terrifying determination and fierceness, "If you force me again, I will destroy everything completely."

The movements in Qi Mo's hands paused, and some helplessness appeared in his eyes, "I will tell you."

The two were relatively speechless, and sat face to face all afternoon, staring at each other. It wasn't until Bai Yan called, saying that he couldn't come over until the matter was finished, that Qi Rui got into the kitchen.

After dinner, Qi Rui played games on the sofa with the tablet that Bai Yan bought for him, while Qi Mo sat next to him and read a book.But Qi Rui's peripheral vision fell on the man inadvertently, and he knew that his mind was distracted, and his mind was not on the book at all.

Seeing the sky turning pale, and the time passing by, Qi Rui finally lazily yawned a few times and went back upstairs to sleep before the man's patience ran out.

Qi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, waited another 10 minutes, went upstairs to confirm that Qi Rui was asleep, and then went upstairs to the utility room with the key in his hand.

The slender young man closed his eyes, floating in the light blue liquid like a mermaid, his light chestnut hair floating softly with the current, everything imprinted in Qi Mo's eyes was as beautiful as a watercolor painting.

The shock in Qi Mo's eyes flashed, and he approached the petri dish step by step, and the cylindrical thing the size of a battery in his hand suddenly made a strong beep.

"Wow——" The glass of the petri dish shattered on the ground, and the blue culture fluid rushed out like a flooded sea. The next moment, the door behind him was opened, and Qi Rui looked at the man disappointedly, his eyes seemed to flicker. After a tear.

"Ah, it hurts." The young man with white and delicate skin sitting in a pile of broken glass let out a painful cry, with a slight hint of grievance in his soft tone.