I ran away after picking up a sick baby

The moonlight was clear, and the light outside the hall was dazzling.

The colorful lights illuminate half of Mo Mo's face, through which Su Jing can see his tall nose bridge, and his blurry, slender and thick eyelashes.

She's beautiful, why isn't she beautiful, she's not feminine, she acts with integrity.

only……

Why does Su Jing fucking want to kill him as soon as he speaks?

Silent air flows between the two, with the rustling of the leaves on the branches.

Without warning, Su Jing pulled Mo's body and pushed him hard against the red gold-encrusted pillar outside the hall.

Alpha's rose-flavored pheromone, which should be extremely romantic, seems to be covered with blood-colored thorns, overwhelmingly suppressing towards Momo.

Mo Mo suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and his body was held down by an invisible force, unable to move.

The crushed resistance gleaming in his eyes was already mixed with unwillingness and fragility that he had to succumb to at this moment.

Unable to move, cold sweat was silently sliding down his skin, and his body was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit.

"Call me?" Su Jing's usually clear voice was unreasonably low at this moment, "You deserve it too?"

Su Jing raised his hand and patted Mo's exquisite face, which was getting paler and paler in front of his eyes. The corner of his mouth was curved in a playful way: "Who do you think gave you the right to put on a pose? If I don't let you, you would have already Decapitated!"

Momo gritted her teeth, her voice trembling: "Come on, do it, kill me...I can't stay by your side for a moment..."

Su Jing was so angry at these words that he slapped Mo's face with his hands. He let go of Mo's collar, and Mo couldn't stand anymore and fell to the ground.

He was raising his eyes in delusion to have a final fight with Su Jing, but Su Jing stepped on his shoulder, and the hard leather soles slid down his slender body.

All the way down, it stopped at Mo's abdomen.

"My sissy?" Su Jing was worried about these two words, "My sissy can make you fuck?"

Su Jing lifted Mo Mo's clothes with the toe of his shoe, completely exposing the snow-white and fragile skin in the air.

exposed in his sight.

Mo Mo's eyes were instantly reddened by his humiliation, and the hands that fell beside her were trembling.

But under the suppression of alpha pheromone, he was deprived of the right to move.

"Besides, how could I be willing to kill you." Of course Su Jing knew how to insult Mo to make him suffer the most. "After all, your taste is so delicious, fuck me, I really, really like it."

After finishing speaking, Su Jing withdrew his foot, clapped his hands, and asked the servant who was guarding not far away to help Momo.

He turned around and left first.

The rose-flavored pheromone gradually faded away, Mo's body was liberated, and he put down his clothes stiffly to cover the exposed skin.

He lowered his head and took countless deep breaths, but his emotions still couldn't be relieved.

So much so that he frowned in pain, as if he had lost his strength, it was extremely difficult to get up from the ground.

The servant wanted to help him, but he shook his hand away.

After getting in the car, Mo didn't speak to Su Jing again, she turned her face to one side, quietly watching the scenery passing by outside the window.

He didn't even know that tears were already carefully flickering in his cold eyes.

On the other hand, Su Jing, with an obvious look of revenge, looked very comfortable.

The next morning, Che woke up early.

Very rarely, when he woke up, Li Sheng was still asleep on his side.

After taking a look at Li Sheng, Che carefully climbed out of bed, washed up quickly, and stood at the kitchen door watching the servants prepare breakfast.

Xiaojia inserted fresh flower branches into the vase, noticed Che's lonely figure, walked over and asked, "My lord, what are you looking at?"

Hearing the sound, Che tilted his head to meet Xiaojia's gaze, smiled slightly, and turned his gaze to the kitchen again.

He shook his head: "Nothing."

Just a little... lonely.

Many of the things he wanted to do were not allowed to do.

This will make him feel that he has no meaning in this family.

Che's eyes couldn't hide his emotions, Xiaojia found that he was unhappy.

"The tonic that Lord Li ordered us to buy for you was delivered this morning. I have never seen him care about anyone before." Xiaojia smiled, "I'll make it for you later, okay?"

"Supplements?" A trace of confusion flashed in Che's eyes, and he said slowly, "I'm not sick."

After thinking about it, he lowered his head and pointed to his stomach uncertainly: "Is it because of...it?"

"Ah?" Xiao Jia was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "It turns out that Master Li didn't hide this matter from you."

Li Sheng ordered that he was not allowed to disclose any information about the contraceptive decoction in front of Che, but he did not expect that Che would have known about it long ago.

Che: "The Lord didn't hide it from me. He said he didn't know if I was pregnant, so he wanted to take me for a checkup."

However, Li Sheng suddenly prepared supplements for him, could it be that Li Sheng also hoped that he could get pregnant?

Is it really……

All of Che's previous loss completely dissipated in an instant, and the corners of Che's mouth rose, revealing an extremely gentle arc.

It turned out that even though he was useless, Li Sheng still had some expectations for him.

Seeing Che's suddenly relaxed appearance, Xiao Jia didn't quite understand.

If Li Sheng said he wanted to take Che for a checkup, it must be to make sure that Che was not pregnant.

This shows that not only does Li Sheng not want Che to give birth to him, but he is also very worried that Che will get pregnant.

So what is Che happy about?

"My lord, why don't you take this matter seriously?" Xiaojia said earnestly, "The Northern Empire attaches great importance to offspring, how long can the favor of dignitaries and nobles last? The way out is myself..."

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Jia hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by a slightly low voice from the stairs not far away.

Che looked back and saw that Li Sheng was walking downstairs.

His legs were slender, and his wheat-colored skin looked much fairer than before against the black silk bathrobe.

The bridge of the nose is exquisite and straight as if carved out, and the eyes are mysterious and unattainable, as if they can invade the soul with just one glance.

The vague smile on his lips added a bit of frivolity and evil to this beautiful face, and his whole person carried an unclear and dangerous aura.

After yesterday's stare, Che found that when he met Shang Lisheng's eyes, he couldn't control the invisible fear in his heart.

So he lowered his eyes to avoid eye contact, and replied softly: "Xiao Jia said that you bought me supplements, I am very grateful to you."

"En." Li Sheng went down the stairs, and when he walked in front of Che, he glanced at Xiao Jia.

Xiaojia took a few steps back in fear to make room for Li Sheng.

"Baby, why don't you sleep more?" Li Sheng raised his hand habitually and rubbed Che's hair, "You tossed and turned on the bed last night, and you seemed to sleep very late."

Che's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he grabbed the clothes beside him awkwardly: "I disturbed you, I'm sorry."

Li Sheng bent down and picked him up from the ground: "No, it's just that it's rare that you can't fall asleep."

Che hooked Li Sheng's neck with both hands, and lay on Alpha's broad shoulders without saying a word.

There was a faint pheromone smell from Alpha's body in his breath, Che was always easily confused by it, and then easily forgave all the viciousness Li Sheng had given him.

"Master, can I prepare three meals for you in the future?" Che asked in a low voice.

"I don't like the smell of oily smoke on your body." Li Sheng put Che on the chair and emphasized the pronunciation of "smoke".

"I'll take a good bath." Che begged, "It won't affect you."

"I don't like wasting water either." Li Sheng pushed the breakfast plate brought by the servant to Che, "So baby, if you cook for me, how many times do you plan to take a bath a day?"

Che plucked up his courage and tried to persuade again: "Didn't you praise me for being a good cook, I also like cooking..."

"Don't make me repeat it a second time." Li Sheng's tone was understated, but Che was too frightened to persist.

"Okay." He held the spoon in frustration, and slowly lowered his eyes.

In front of the powerful alpha, he can only nod, can only choose to surrender.

Li Sheng didn't have a morning meeting today, and he didn't go out at home after breakfast.

He took today's newspaper and went to the balcony, put on his glasses and leaned back on the recliner to start reading.

Che made a cup of black tea for him, put it on a tray and carried it all the way.

The balcony is very spacious, with a huge white umbrella erected in the middle to block out all the harsh light.

The green plants next to it grow densely, and countless small potted plants are placed on the edge of the balcony for decoration.At a glance, the flowers are blooming like a piece of brocade, full of vitality.

Che put the black tea on the table next to Li Sheng: "My lord, would you like to try it? I made it."

After speaking, he immediately added: "I didn't prepare it in the kitchen."

A smile curled up on Li Sheng's lips, obviously, he was very satisfied with the obedient little guy.

So he put down the newspaper and took a sip from his teacup.

Che looked at him nervously from the side, fearing that Li Sheng would not like it, cold sweat broke out in his palms.

"It tastes good." Li Sheng praised after tasting, "The tea has a strong fragrance, which doesn't dissipate when it enters the throat. Aftertaste, the smell becomes very light, which is an addictive taste. How long have you been practicing?"

"More than ten years." Che blushed when he praised him, "My lord, I can make many kinds of tea. I can remember the temperature and concentration of different tea leaves clearly."

Li Sheng: "Because the alphas in the Southern Empire like to drink tea?"

"Yeah." Che nodded, and said in a gentle voice, "The administrator said that they have to drink tea every morning."

"Northern Empire Alpha likes to drink coffee." Li Sheng put down his teacup and spread out the newspaper again.

One sentence instantly shattered the joy in Che's eyes.

He pursed his lips, and the redness on his face faded away.

"But I'm not interested in either." Li Sheng didn't look at Che when he opened his mouth, and the smile on the corner of his lips brought a bit of playfulness, "But if you prepare the tea every morning, I should gradually like it superior."

Che breathed a long sigh of relief. In just a few seconds, he completely experienced the feeling of ice and fire.

"Okay." Che nodded with a smile, with a sincere tone, "I'm glad I can do something for you."

"I'll read the newspaper for a while." Li Sheng pushed down his glasses, and ended the conversation with one sentence.

After Che responded, he stopped bothering.

He sat on the completely flat recliner and watched Li Sheng for a while, then turned his head to look at the surrounding flowers and plants for decoration.

Not long after, a butterfly landed on a petal not far away. The butterfly wings were colorful and fluttered gently under the light.

Che was attracted attention, he carefully turned over and knelt down in the middle of the recliner, and leaned over to look.

Afraid of disturbing this beautiful scene, Che even held his breath involuntarily.

Li Sheng accidentally glanced at Che.

With this glance, the line of sight can no longer be diverted.

The kneeling posture of the little omega in front of him is pleasing to the eye, the protruding neck is not blocked by the collar, so the snow-white skin can be fully displayed.

His expression is focused and cute, and his eyes are as clean and pure as glass when viewed from the side.

only……

The swaying little butt should be a posture deliberately trained.This was regarded as a habit by Che, so naturally, he would unconsciously do it whenever he lay on his stomach, which really made Li Sheng a little...

A bit unacceptable.

A little flushed.