Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

Fu Xingxian was dragged out by Wen Jing, and the two teenagers stood in a row in the living room, facing Fu Hong who was sitting on the sofa with a cold expression on his face.

The boss is worthy of being the boss, even if he sits very low, his aura overwhelms them several times.

Fu Hong glanced at the two of them, and said coldly: "I have something urgent to do now, so I won't scold you too much. You should know how to measure yourself, and know the result of the two of you getting tired of being together for a long time. I'm on a business trip for two days. Settle accounts with you!"

Fu Xingxian lowered his head and said nothing, Wen Jing weakly interrupted: "Uncle, I went to Brother Xian only after I had a nightmare, don't blame him."

Fu Hong was furious: "You are an Omega and go to Alpha's room in the middle of the night, so what if you are not afraid of being given by him?"

Wen Jing: "It's okay, my brother won't touch me even if he suffocates himself to death, and he won't bite my neck."

Fu Hong: "..."

Fu Xingxian: "..."

Fu Hong narrowed his eyes and looked at his son, and suddenly felt that he should make an appointment for a comprehensive physical examination.

A strong light from the window entered the corner of the living room, the light changed direction, then stopped and dimmed.

It was the driver who arrived by car.

Fu Hong stood up and tapped the two of them again: "Anyway, tighten up your skin, don't let me really separate you two, and get injections every day to control pheromone dependence!"

Wen Jing nodded quickly: "Don't worry, we know!"

With a shy face, he graciously helped Fu Hong carry the luggage - Mr. Ba was afraid that the sound of the rolling luggage would wake up his wife, and refused to drag it away.

Fu Xingxian stopped him, rushed to pick up the box, and sent his father out.

After a while, the car drove away, and Fu Xingxian came back and locked the door.

"Are you okay? Didn't talk about you anymore?" Wen Jing leaned over.

Fu Xingxian looked back at him: "How dare you say anything."

Wen Jing's innocent face: "I'm telling the truth."

Fu Xingxian: ...

Wen Jing stretched out his hand: "Go, go to sleep."

Fu Xingxian looked down at that slender hand.

What is crime against the wind?

He held it hesitantly.

"I knew I wouldn't have slipped out just now." Wen Jing walked ahead, pulling him up the steps, "Auntie seems to get up late in the morning?"

Fu Xingxian: "Why are you asking this?"

"We were discovered anyway," Wen Jing passed by his room, continued to walk forward, and pushed open the door of Fu Xingxian's room, "I want to hug and sleep!"

Fu Xingxian: ...

Both were so sleepy that they almost fell asleep on the bed.

They slept soundly together, had no dreams all night, at least on the second day's notebook, neither of them recorded their dreams, and their sleep quality was five stars.

The only downside is not getting enough sleep.

During recess, Zhang Shan ran to class one.

Fu Xingxian is not in his seat, Wen Jing... Good guy, this guy has also been assimilated by a class of top students, and he is working on a problem.

The whole classroom is filled with a strong learning atmosphere, which is quieter than their self-study class where the teacher stares at them.

Zhang Shan sat on the empty seat next to Wen Jing, looked at the incomprehensible math problems spread out on his desk, and asked in a low voice: "Go out to play on weekends, someone gave my mother some playground coupons , this weekend is the deadline."

Wen Jing: "This weekend? No time, my brother and I are going to visit my mother's grave. Why don't you find someone else? Don't you have an Omega you like?"

Zhang Shan: "I just want to ask her out, but it's just the two of us. It seems a bit too obvious?"

Zhang Shan: "No! Wait! You took the president to visit the grave??? Are you meeting the parents?"

Wen Jing tilted his head and thought for a while: "It should be counted."

……

How dare you admit it?

Zhang Shan whispered: "You still say you're not in a relationship? Are you sure you're not deceiving yourself?"

Wen Ding nodded: "Well, you are right."

???

!!!

Zhang Shan: "What are you two playing?"

Wen Jing: "Do you know why we both have pheromone dependence?"

Zhang Shan: "Why."

Wen Jing: "Our compatibility..."

He looked at the other students and wrote 99% on the draft paper.

Zhang Shan: "???"

Wen Jing took out his mobile phone, found the blood test report sent by Dr. Sun, and dragged it to the fit section to show him.

It is indeed 99% correct.

Zhang Shan's eyeballs were about to fall out.

His sister also said that the news about the pheromone scientific research results is nonsense!As a result, there are such fierce examples around? ? ?

"Just don't talk about it? What are you waiting for?"

Wen Jing put away his phone: "Let's maintain the status quo for the time being. I'm afraid the two of you won't be able to hold back after giving the title."

We hugged each other to sleep last time, but it was still tense?

This is really self-deceiving.

What does it look like to be unstoppable?

Zhang Shan pondered for a while: "Then what about your previous dream love O? Don't want it anymore?"

Wen Jing sighed: "Actually, I have a guess... Forget it, I'll tell you after confirmation."

This time the teahouse was changed to another one, and the environment was much better than before. There was a pot of asparagus bamboo bonsai on the table, looking at Wen Zou Zou.

The tea is also very fragrant.

Well, Wen Jing doesn't know much about tea, but only about its fragrance.

Grandpa Fu handed him the phone with a sulky face, and watched him teach him how to use the cheat.

In fact, it is quite simple. After the configuration is completed, just click on it before opening the game. It is very easy to get started.Now when you play cards, there is automatically a small floating window to help you remember the cards.

Grandpa Fu gave it a try, and quickly earned back tens of thousands of Happy Beans. It seems that there is no need to recharge it today.

The wrinkles on his face happily gathered together for a party.

Wen Jing sat beside him with his face propped up, holding a celadon teacup, watching him play while sipping tea.

Grandpa Fu was having a good time, and said the first sentence of the day to Wen Jing: "I need you today."

Wen Jing: "Why is the mole on Brother Xian's nose gone?"

Grandpa Fu glanced at him: "When he was in the fourth and fifth grades of elementary school, he suddenly had a mole on the tip of his nose, and it was getting bigger and bigger. His parents were worried about the possibility of cancer, so they took him to the hospital for treatment."

Wen Jing: "Oh."

This is really a coincidence, I have seen so many childhood photos, and I don’t have any moles, only when the two of them met.

Too pit.

Wen Jing picked up the teapot and refilled the tea for the two of them, thinking in his heart that it really was the eighteenth male transformation.

The cute Omega with a round face and a skirt back then has become Alpha, the president of the cold-faced ascetic student union, and the iconic mole has been removed.

Only ghosts can recognize it!

But it's okay to do it.

Wen Jing has seen the introduction of melanoma, and knows that this kind of skin cancer cannot be delayed, and health is more important than anything else.

Grandpa Fu clicked on a new game, and suddenly said:

"Actually, I remember you. You haven't changed much from when you were a child."

???

The tea in Wen Jing's hand almost poured onto the table.

Grandpa Fu chuckled: "When you were crying in elementary school, Xing Xian jumped down from the tree to coax you, right? He asked for the cherries he gave you, and I'm in the next room."

Wen Jing: ...

Grandpa Fu squinted his eyes and recalled the past: "He deceived many children by wearing a skirt, and the number is countless. But you should be the most beautiful one."

Wen Jing: ...

Grandpa Fu: "Did he not tell you, did you guess it yourself? He must have forgotten you and felt guilty. You said that it is not too much."

Wen Jing put down the teapot: "Where is it too much? My brother is so good-looking, there must be many people who like him, and he can't remember them all. Otherwise, wouldn't he be a big carrot?"

Grandpa Fu choked, and said after a while, "Your heart is too biased."

Wen Jing bared his teeth, and brought the poured tea to his side: "Grandpa..."

Grandpa Fu: "Huh?"

Wen Jing: "I want to ask about his cousin, that Fu Jiaze."

Grandpa Fu's expression changed: "Why are you asking this?"

Wen Jing observed his expression: "I think if there is a misunderstanding, we should resolve it, otherwise we will regret it."

"My father and I have been in a stalemate for several years. I only realized that I misunderstood him yesterday. My mother died unexpectedly and had something to do with him, but I can't completely blame him." Did you already know? I remember that you are very well informed."

Grandpa Fu hummed: "You all know that there is a misunderstanding, but they don't know? They can't find out what you, a high school student, can find out, and you want me to explain it myself?"

Wen Jing shook his head, and tapped his phone with his finger: "Am I an ordinary high school student?"

Grandpa Fu: "??? Do you want me to praise you for being great?"

Wen Jing: "I have my channel, but Uncle Fu may not be able to find it."

Grandpa Fu was silent for a while: "How do you know?"

Wen Jing: "Coincidentally."

He recently took on an official penetration test job and discovered that the new system can trace the genetic relationship by retrieving the blood test information of the population information.

Wen Jing casually tried it, using the data of cherry-flavored pheromone searched a few days ago, and found that the father traced by someone had a different surname from his, the son followed his mother's surname Cao, and his father's surname was Fu.

Fu is an uncommon surname, Wen Jing searched for his father's information, but found that he has no authority.This shows that this person has a high official or social status, and some information needs to be kept secret to avoid being used by others.

Wen Jing searched the Internet, and sure enough, there were relevant news, all of which were related to Fuxing Group more than ten years ago.

That man was Fu Xingxian's uncle, who passed away a few years ago.His son is Fu Jiaze, the cousin of Fu Xingxian who died of alcoholism a few years ago.

But the person in the pheromone library, called Cao Chunsheng, is not a child of the Fu family on the surface, but the one who was sent abroad by Grandpa Fu.

Combined with the news he heard from Fu Xingxian... Wen Jing felt that the family had misunderstood a lot.

He spread his hands: "After all, I'm an outsider, so it's not easy to meddle. When will you talk to each other, otherwise your relationship with them will be so tense, and everyone will be unhappy. My brother always feels ashamed of his own pheromone smell." , didn’t dare to reveal it at all... Wasn’t the excuse you made back then too casual?”

"Why didn't I see that you treat yourself as an outsider," Grandpa Fu frowned, "What does his pheromone taste like? It's also sweet?"

Wen Jing: "It's the same as the one you sent away. Oh, I really want to smell it."

……

Grandpa Fu knocked on the floor with his crutch duangduangduang: "You are not ashamed at such a young age!"

Wen Jing: "Grandpa~"

Grandpa Fu stared at the teacup in silence for a while, then lowered his head to find that he had lost the game, all the Doudou he had just earned disappeared in an instant, and a bunch of people scolded him.

He blew his beard angrily.

Wen Jing: "Grandpa?"

Grandpa Fu looked up at him, then got up suddenly: "I'll go back and think about it, let's go."

Become!

Wen Jing cheerfully sent his grandfather downstairs, but was suddenly stopped by the waiter, only to remember that he had forgotten one thing.

Wen Jing waved: "Grandpa, don't you pay the bill? The tea you ordered today is a bit expensive!"

Grandpa Fu didn't even look back: "You don't even want to ask for a pot of tea?"

Wen Jing: ...

Forget it, when the New Year comes, he will come to ask for the New Year's money and get it back.