The sweetest pheromone in the entertainment industry

Han Mo made a gentlemanly "please", but Qiao An didn't move, and said, "Mr. Han, please."

This means rejection.Han Mo strode forward and dragged Qiao An to the side of the car without any explanation, "No matter how busy you are, you still have a holiday, and Zhou Yun at the camp will take care of you."

Qiao An's ears turned red, "Mr. Han, Admiral Han... Han Mo."

"It's ok, I've made progress, you know my name is called." Han Mo forced him into the car, "I know you are free today."

Joan denied: "No, I still have something to do."

"what's up?"

"A lot of things."

"More important than me?" Han Mo stared into Qiao An's eyes, "What are you worrying about? Do you think I'm older than you?"

"No..." Qiao An wanted to get out of the car, but was blocked by Han Mo's body.

Against the light, Han Mo bent down slightly, approaching Qiao An with a face that could not see any blemishes or expressions. Qiao An suddenly fell back and sat back, his eyes dodging.

Han Mo leaned in, and Qiao An couldn't hide, so Han Mo fastened his seat belt for him.

Another Alpha's pheromones came out, but Joan, who was also an Alpha, didn't feel repulsed. Instead, he became more and more flustered, which made him ashamed.

With the beauty so close at hand, Han Mo fastened his seat belt and paused for a moment, his voice was smoky and hoarse: "Shy?"

Joan: "..."

After closing the car door for him, Han Mo walked to the other side and got into the driver's seat.

This small country is located in the tropics, even in late autumn, the daytime climate is still hot, only in the early morning and evening will it reveal a refreshing meaning.

Joan pressed the window lift button to let the wind blow in and blow away the heat.

The camp is some distance away from the city center. The road is not smooth and there are many potholes. Looking around, there are many vacant old houses destroyed by shells, which are traces of war.

It's not a stable place for a date, but the people who live here can seem laid-back sometimes.

Even in the city center, looting, bombing, and terrorist attacks may occur at any time, but there are still countless people crossing the streets of the city every day, going to various places, meeting various people, laughing or crying, or falling in love and getting married.

Joan learned a truth from them, regardless of the future, cherish the present.

Han Mo took him to have breakfast, walk around the square, feed the pigeons, and walk around the streets and alleys.Joan looked around. To be honest, apart from the mission, he had never really watched the city carefully.

In this city, the old man walking alone, the middle-aged man walking in a hurry, the laughing child, the woman talking loudly, the pigeon flying in the sky, the peddler on the roadside, the congregation in white clothes passing through majesticly, the girl selling flowers, all are lovely. ice cream cart with movie banner promotional poster on blue bus car.

Joan looked over one by one, holding an ice cream pancake bought from a roadside stall in his hand, with strawberries and mint leaves sandwiched between them. It was a wonderful combination, and the taste was sweet and icy.

Everything he sees is novel, and others see him also is quite novel. Joan has the appearance of a typical oriental classical beauty, wearing a military uniform, tall and dignified. It is difficult for such an Alpha not to attract attention. For the handsome Alpha.

A photographer came up to them and asked, "Gentlemen, can I take a picture of you?"

Joan decided to refuse: "No, thank you."

Han Mo said, "Yes. It's just that the photos taken can't be published. Send me a picture after it's developed."

The photographer hesitated and said, "Okay."

Qiao An is worried that Han Mo's identity cannot be disclosed to the public, who knows if the photographer will break his promise.Han Mo comforted, "Don't worry."

After the filming was over, Qiao An remembered that he was holding ice cream in his hand. He must have been very stupid, and asked in embarrassment, "Can I retake the film?"

Han Mo looked at the camera but said, "It's pretty good." He introduced to the photographer and left his address and phone number.

In the evening, Han Mo took Qiao An to the seaside. This is a city near the sea. Within half an hour, he could smell the smell of damp sea salt.The seaside is considered a suburb, but surprisingly, the development here is not bad, and it is more leisurely and peaceful than the city center.

A few years later, it was developed into a tourist area. The streets the two walked, the beaches they stepped on, and the scenery they saw became something that everyone can enjoy.But at this moment, this is the only time carved into the years.

The afterglow of the setting sun scattered on the sea surface like broken gold, the seagulls foraging made loud and clear calls, there were shells all over the beach, and no one picked them up, and the fishermen's boats were moored on the shallows.

When facing the sea, one's mood will become relaxed and pleasant, Joan can't help laughing, as if returning to a carefree childhood.He picked up a shell, saw more beautiful ones, and picked them up all the way, not knowing which one he should take.

Han Mo took a snow-white shell without a trace of variegation from his hand, "I like this, like you."

Joan was embarrassed and speechless.

The night has exhausted the last twilight, and the stars opened their eyes, staring at the world all over the sky.

After dinner, there is still a movie.

There are not many people in the cinema, and the plot of the movie is very old-fashioned, but it is already a luxury to watch movies in such troubled times.

Qiao An watched movies, and Han Mo watched beauties.

Han Mo's hand quietly held Qiao An's.Qiao An regained consciousness and wanted to break free, but Han Mo intertwined his fingers.

"..." Qiao An couldn't concentrate on the movie anymore.

Needless to say, Han Mo's ulterior motives are not drinking, he didn't watch a single word of the 10 hour, [-], [-] minute lengthy movie, and all he could think about was having sex with Qiao An.

Finally endured until the end of the movie, Han Mo immediately drove Qiao An to the only five-star hotel in the city center.

Joan is no stranger to this hotel. There was a kidnapping case here last month, which he handled in cooperation with the police in this small country.

"What are you doing here?" Joan asked.

Han Mo: "Sleep."

"We can go back to camp."

"Your bed is too small."

"…………"

Qiao An blushed: "Han Mo, you don't mean to..."

Han Mo's comprehension ability is perfect: "Don't you want to?"

Joan was silent.

Joan turned around and left.

Han Mo's comprehension ability fell to the passing line in an instant, "Qiao An, what's wrong with you?"

Joan blushed and couldn't answer.

Han Mo grabbed Qiao An's wrist, "You really don't want to?" There was a sudden pause in his voice, and he saw shame, anger and disappointment in Qiao An's eyes.

Qiao An pulled out her hand and said coldly and distantly: "General Han, please respect yourself, we are not in that kind of relationship."

Han Mo: "..."

To be honest, Han Mo really didn't know where he was wrong at the time. He thought it was a matter of course for him to have a happy date with Qiao An for a day and to have a room at night.

Han Mo couldn't figure it out, so he found the answer by posting on the Internet.

——Only dated for one day, and you want to sleep with him anxiously. Do you want to fall in love with him, or do you want his body?You can say that you want both, but in the eyes of the other party, your behavior is very frivolous and you don't take him seriously, so he will be angry.

There are still so many twists and turns in dating, Han Mo thinks it's time for him to buy the basic love book and encyclopedia.

All in all, later, Han Mo spent a year chasing Joan, exhausting all kinds of means, changing his personality from a cold and perfect Alpha to an old hooligan with a variety of tricks, and finally got his wish.

In the first month after chasing Joan, they completed the great harmony of life, laying the groundwork for the creation of a new era for mankind.

……

When I got home, the rain had stopped, and Xiao Yuanbao was sleeping soundly in Qiao An's arms, and I didn't know who rubbed it on whom with the smell of mingled milk.

The house was bought three years ago. It is next to the scientific research institute. The three bedrooms and one living room are not big, just big enough to live in.Qiao An sent Xiao Yuanbao to the children's room, gently took off his little clothes and trousers, and covered him with a little quilt.

Han Mo went to collect the clothes on the balcony, threw them into the washing machine to rewash, turned his head, and looked at the baby's clothes hanging on more than half of the balcony, speechless for a while.

Since this little guy invaded their lives, how long has it been since he had sex with Joan?

Qiao An is not like Qiao Ni, he is a soldier, most of the time he says one thing, if he does not do it, he does not do it, afraid that Xiao Yuanbao will call him at any time.

As soon as the door of the children's room was closed, Joan's waist was captured by a pair of tight and powerful arms.Han Mo took him to the sofa, and Qiao An used a small grab that he had practiced countless times in the army, but was deflected by four or two thousand catties and fell on the sofa.

Joan did a knee-jerk.

Han Mo held it down, and kissed him on the lips: "Play with me, be more tender."

Joan blushed, and said in a low voice, "Han Mo, don't make trouble."

"I don't want to make trouble with you, I just want to make out with you."

Joan took a deep breath: "The little Yuanbao is still there."

"You count yourself, how many times have you said this sentence? 190 nine times?"

"..."

Han Mo coaxed: "Let's hurry up while he is asleep now."

Joan's eyes wandered, and he slipped around the door of the children's room, half pushing and half agreeing: "Not here."

To the bathroom of course.

The rain stopped outside, but it started to rain inside the house. Under the warm rain, there was a couple who loved each other.

From the shower, to the bathtub, to the bedroom.

It had been a long time since Han Mo had such a hearty fight, and he could still fight for [-] rounds. Unfortunately, the time limit has passed, and Xiao Yuanbao woke up, calling them softly, as if he was about to cry.

"I'm here, baby, we're all here. Wait a minute." Joan got dressed in just one minute, went out neatly, and hugged the watery-eyed little Yuan Bao, "Don't be afraid, baby, we're all here. "

Xiao Yuanbao sobbed and said inarticulately that he was dreaming, "After eating the cake, you, you all left, I don't want me anymore..."

"How could it be? You were sleepy and fell asleep. I carried you back."

"Joan and Momo won't give up the baby, right?"

"Of course we love you."

"And Dad and Papa."

"Yes, they love you too."

Xiao Yuanbao was coaxed right away, smiled with tears in his eyes, stood on tiptoe and kissed Qiao An on the face and said, "I love you too."

Han Mo was still a little angry at first, but when he went out and saw Xiao Yuanbao's appearance, he immediately lost all anger.

There is nothing in this world that is more instinctive than blood.

Korean-Mo decathlon, only one thing has not improved much over the years, the level of cooking skills still stays at instant noodles, at most I can cook porridge and make a few pickled vegetables.

Fortunately, Qiao An has a bit of talent for cooking, so the two of them would not have to eat pickles except for takeaway.

Xiao Yuanbao had a small appetite, and after eating half a bowl of porridge, a few shrimps filled his stomach. After taking a shower, he lay on the big bed in the master bedroom, holding a book of fairy tales, and asked Han Mo to tell him stories.

Han Mo: "Let Qiao An tell you."

"No, no, I want Mo Mo to tell me~"

"..." Han Mo asked, "Who told you to call me that?"

"papa~"

"No rules."

"Papa has no rules." Xiao Yuanbao followed suit, "Mo Mo told me stories."

Little things are sticky, and Han Mo has been worn out. Open the fairy tale book, read word by word, with a deep magnetic and pure voice, combined with the rustling rain outside the window, the hypnotic effect is amazing. In less than 5 minutes, Xiao Yuanbao lay on Han Mo Stomach, buttocks pouting and sleeping soundly.

Joan came out of the bathroom: "...Did you hypnotize him?"

Han Mo was about to read the next sentence aloud, when he heard the words, he glanced aside and poked Xiao Yuanbao's tender face, "He fell asleep again so soon, could it be the reincarnation of Little Pig?"

Qiao An glared at him angrily, carefully hugged Xiao Yuan Bao, placed it between the two of them, and turned off the headlights.

"You just let him sleep with us?" Han Mo asked.

"Ah."

Han Mo was speechless, and the couple lay flat like old monks in meditation.

With a baby in the middle, nothing can be done.

In the middle of the night, Han Mo opened his eyes, he gently picked up the little ingot, and sent it back to the children's room.Then she went back to the bedroom, hugged Qiao An with peace of mind, and rubbed the back of his neck with her lips.

Joan was half asleep and half awake: "Don't squeeze the baby..."

"It's okay, I'll take him back to his room."

Outside the window, the rain is dredging and the wind is raging, covering the late autumn night of the city.

There are no stars and no moon in the sky, and the lights of thousands of houses are the warm corners of the world.In that nameless corner, Han Mo embraced Qiao An, and he suddenly received the revelation of fate.

Yes, this is what he has been pursuing, yearning for, and longing for.

He was born as a human being and was created in the world. His responsibility is his mission. In addition, there is also a lingering affection that needs to be settled by him.

It was the person in his arms who gave him affection, love, and proof that he was truly alive.

To live is to grow old and die.

God said, is this what you want?If the sky had love, the sky would also grow old, you could have lived forever, but if you tasted the taste of love, you would fall to the mortal world.You will grow old and die with the ones you love.

Han Mo couldn't wish for it.

Han Mo propped up his upper body, stared at his lover, and pressed a deep kiss on his forehead.

"Good night."

The author has something to say: This is the end of Dad’s story. In fact, many things happened during the four years of love. Qiao An’s 20 years of long sleep and waking up also had many difficulties and twists and turns, but it’s all over, and they are doing well now.

Day and night, for a long time, they are together.

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 14 bottles of Qingmu; 7 bottles of Sijiu; 2 bottles of Ayu Xiaozhi; 1 bottle in rainy days;