Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

A black luxury car is parked in front of a villa surrounded by vegetation and full of flowers.

Fu Xingxian, with long legs, got out of the car, followed by Wen Jing.

Holding a cup of room temperature milk tea in both hands, he bit the straw and took a sip.

Naturally, it is not as delicious as iced ones, but this feeling of being controlled and cared for is inexplicably good.

The driver took out the black suitcase from the trunk, Fu Xingxian took it, and looked sideways at him: "Into the house?"

"Okay." Wen Jing was a little dazed.

He was actually going to live in the president's house. Although it was not the first time and it was temporary, it always felt a bit unreal.

This is the second time he has come here. He passed out the first time he came here, and he didn't look carefully when he left. Now he has time to look at the building.

It's not far from the city, but it's on a hill, and the surroundings are very quiet.

The several-storey villas are chic in design, with terraces and small gardens on each floor. Seasonal flowers and green plants make this house blend with the plants in the mountains.

Wen Jing checked, and this villa area should be the most upscale residential area in City A.

His brother's family is really rich.

Two months ago, he didn't know who the president of the student union was, but now he calls him brother so easily...

Wen Jing touched his nose.

It must be that the chairman's brother has too much affinity, um.

"By the way, why haven't I seen you wearing glasses recently?" Wen Jing followed behind Fu Xingxian, "I remember the first time I saw you wearing glasses."

Fu Xingxian pushed open the door: "It's summer vacation now, there's no need."

Hearing the movement at the gate, Song Huiran got up from the sofa in the living room: "Are you finally back?"

Beside the tea table, Lele, who was wearing a strange floral dress, jumped up: "Beautiful brother! My beautiful brother is here!"

Fu Xingxian stretched out his hand and held down the head of his younger brother who was rushing towards him.

"Keep your distance! Wash your hands and change your clothes first!"

Lele waved her little hands desperately, kicked her little feet on the ground, and grinned, but couldn't move forward.

"You go, you go! I want a beautiful brother!"

Wen Jing changed into his slippers, only to realize that this little guy was wearing a bright yellow painting pocket, with colorful paints on his hands and body.

He shook his head: "I don't want to hug the little cat."

The little cat stopped struggling, turned around and ran to find her mother: "Mom, I finished painting! I want to change clothes and take a bath!"

Fu Xingxian took out a wet towel from the entrance to wipe off the color on his hands, and said in a calm tone, "He is quite obedient to you."

Song Huiran handed Lele to the nanny, and walked over: "How is it, have you brought all your luggage?"

Wen Ding nodded: "Auntie, I will disturb you these few days."

"Where is the trouble, you are not a child of Lele's age." Song Huiran looked down, saw the black suitcase in Fu Xingxian's hand, and was stunned.

Wen Jing scratched his head: "I don't have a suitcase, Brother Xian accompanied me to the mall to buy one."

"I just bought it." Song Huiran came back to his senses, covered his mouth and smiled, "You call him Brother Xian? When did you think he was free?"

Wen Jing: "He will be free when I come. He said before that taking care of me is to relax."

"Really?" Song Huiran looked at the eldest son next to him jokingly.

Fu Xingxian coughed lightly, picked up the suitcase and walked to the second floor: "Follow me."

"Don't I live on the first floor? Is it too troublesome to tidy up another room?" Wen Jing followed him and bumped him with his elbow.

"The first floor is a temporary guest room without a computer desk."

"Oh oh oh."

The two teenagers went upstairs side by side, the thin one leaned into the other's ear and said something, and the tall one listened.

Song Huiran had never seen Fu Xingxian get so close to anyone before, standing at the bottom of the stairs watching them turn into the corridor, and touched his chin.

Wen Jing lived in a suite, separated from Fu Xingxian's by a wall, with the same layout.Everything has been tidied up, clean and fresh.

Fu Xingxian: "Take a break, and at night..."

Wen Jing had already squatted on the ground and opened the suitcase, revealing a fair and slender neck.

He stared at it for a moment, then looked away.

There are not many clothes in the box, and the laptop does not take up too much space, but there are several large boxes.

Wen Jing stretched out his hand to take out the box: "I brought some gifts, I hope your family will not dislike them."

"Also, can I pay for the air ticket when the time comes?" He looked up and asked, "There is 10 prize money for the competition, and there is another 5 to share with teammates. I can afford it as long as it is not first-class. There are also living expenses..."

Fu Xing laughed casually: "10 is the first prize, so confident?"

Wen Jing's bangs were a little long, covering part of his eyebrows and eyes, and his hand hanging by his side moved slightly.

Wen Jing shook his head, the corners of his eyes fluttering: "Of course, who am I!"

Fu Xingxian: "The itinerary has been arranged, so you don't have to worry about it."

Not long after, the door opened, and a sweet-smelling little dumpling poked its head in: "Beautiful brother, I'm clean for nothing! Hug!"

Fu Xingxian walked over to pick him up: "Let's go, your pretty brother is tired and needs to rest."

Fu Le only thumped on the tall Alpha's shoulder: "Put me down! Put me down quickly! Brother is bad!!!"

Bang, the door closed, and the children's noisy voice was cut off.

Fu Hong went on a business trip for two days and didn't come home until after ten o'clock in the evening.

A light was left for him on the first floor of the villa. Song Huiran was still awake, sitting on the single sofa in the master bedroom with an open book on his lap, but he didn't seem to read it.

A black mesh cushion rests on her back.

Fu Hong frowned.

To say it doesn't look good is to praise it, Fu Hong has never seen his daughter-in-law use such an ugly thing.Especially compared with the silk pajamas she was wearing and her slim figure, the texture was very different.

He hung his coat beside him and touched the thing: "What is this?"

Song Huiran: "The gift from Wen Jing is very comfortable to rely on."

This cushion looks like two lungs. It looks weird, but it can be adjusted to the waist, and it supports the waist very well.

"I've used this for the past two days, and my waist really doesn't hurt anymore. I didn't expect that I said something casually that day, and he actually remembered it."

Fu Hong: "You really like him."

Song Huiran: "Your son likes it better."

Fu Hong paused: "Xingxian?"

Song Huiran put the book aside: "It's your youngest son."

Wen Jing gave Fu Le a programmable robot dog, and with Lele all kinds of tossings, the children were going crazy.

Song Huiran pointed behind him: "Your gift is over there."

Fu Hong: "Is there still my share?"

He picked up the box from the table, opened it and found a beautiful paper book with an instruction manual attached.

"Associate with the APP, you can synchronize handwritten content to the cloud and generate electronic documents..."

Fu Hong read a few instructions for use, and smiled: "It's very suitable for making work plans and schedules. This child is interesting, and I don't know where I found these things. I will try it another day."

Song Huiran didn't say a word, she leaned her head to the side.

Fu Hong put the notebook back: "What are you thinking?"

"I miss your orphaned eldest son." Song Huiran closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows, "I think his attitude towards Wen Jing is a bit different, I've never seen him care so much about other Omega."

"Originally, the adoption was just a test, to see his reaction. In the end, he actually agreed... What do you think he thinks?"

Fu Hong froze in place.

He seemed to have misunderstood what his wife meant, and even spoke harshly to his son.

But the overlord's thoughts don't show on his face.

Fu Hong patted Song Huiran on the shoulder: "He said before that he would be single for the rest of his life, how could he become so fast, give him some time. The child is still young, so don't be in a hurry."

Song Huiran: "But..."

"Honey, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you're only thinking about other Alphas, isn't it appropriate." Fu Hong leaned forward.

"Another Alpha? That's your son! Well... you go take a shower first!"

Wen Jing was a little unaccustomed to staying at Fu Xingxian's house for the first night, and suffered from insomnia. He woke up naturally the next day, only to find that he was the last one to wake up.

Although Aunt Song and Fu Xingxian didn't say anything, it was a bit embarrassing to wake up later than the kindergarten children.

He set the alarm clock on purpose today, and came out of the room early, but when he went downstairs, he only saw Fu Lezhi rolling around with his robot dog on the carpet in the living room.

What about the rest?

The nanny heard footsteps and came out of the kitchen.

"Mister has already gone out, the young master has gone to morning exercises, and the wife has not woken up yet. Breakfast is not ready yet, so we need to wait."

"Wow! Good morning, beautiful brother!" Fu Le just jumped up, not even caring about the robot dog, and threw himself into Wen Jing's arms.

Before his brother always stopped him from getting close to his beautiful brother, now is a great opportunity!

Wen Jing was almost thrown down by him. He thought he would be troubled for a long time, but Xiaotuanzi arched on top of him and crawled down pouting.

"Beautiful brother is no longer fragrant."

?

Wen Jing lowered his head and smelled his shoulder.

That's normal.

Fu Le only accused aggrievedly: "Why do you smell the same as your brother, it doesn't smell good."

"It's not your brother's smell, it's the barrier agent." Wen Jing couldn't laugh or cry.

Fu Le only waved his small fists: "Beautiful brother is fragrant and sweet milk! Big brother smells like big trees and grass! Now pretty brother also smells like big trees and grass!"

He pursed his mouth, and immediately cried out: "Wow!! I want a beautiful brother with milk flavor!"

"Uh..." Wen Jing was a little helpless, "Listen to me..."

But how to explain clearly to a three-year-old child, what is a pheromone and what is a blocker?

He went back to the room and found the barrier agent, sprayed Lele twice to no avail, and even cried harder - what Lele liked was the smell of milk on his body, now it's gone, and he doesn't even like himself The uncle smells like grass.

despair……

Wen Jing was in a hurry, and used his mobile phone to control the robot dog: "Wait, look at this! The puppy is here to play with you!"

The robot dog, which twists and turns and sticks out its tongue to lick, has a cute and naive appearance, which quickly attracts the attention of children and solves the baby coaxing crisis.

Wen Jing let out a breath.He really chose this gift well, the kind that can save lives.

Seeing Xiaotuanzi rolling happily on the ground again, he realized a problem after hearing the scene——

Fu Le is only very sure that his brother smells like grass and trees, and he seems to have only smelled this kind of smell from Fu Xingxian.

Fu Xingxian's younger brother doesn't know what his pheromone smells like?

Wen Jing recalled all the things he had known Fu Xingxian since he met him, and found that he hadn't noticed the pheromones in his body, only smelled the fragrance of grass and trees.

At most, it would add a cherry flavor, but that was the cherry he bought.

No way, so well hidden?

It seems that no one in school has heard of Fu Xingxian's pheromone smell.

Wait, he doesn't pay much attention to the school's news, and if he doesn't know, it doesn't mean that others don't know either.

Wen Jing took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhang Shan.

View: "Do you know what Fu Xingxian's pheromone smells like?"

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