Short-lived cannon fodder A Yixin salted fish

"Uh... Am I running a fever and confused?"

Wen Yuan closed her eyes, she thought it might be another dream when she opened her eyes.

However, when she opened her eyes, Chu Yihan still sat on the edge of the bed, and smiled lightly: "I just took your temperature, and you should not have a fever."

Under Chu Yihan's gentle and affectionate gaze, Wen Yuan slowly put away her dazed expression, and when she reacted, she sat up with her elbows bent and her red lips moved twice.

I have a lot to say, but don't know how to say it.

After a brief silence, Wen Yuan shook her head very slowly.

Although the light from the night light was weak, it was enough to illuminate Wen Yuan's refusal and Chu Yihan's expression clearly. She was not surprised by Wen Yuan's reaction, but she couldn't care less, she suppressed her smile and frowned slightly. brow.

After a while, Chu Yihan loosened her brows, her eyelashes half drooped, and asked softly, "Is it because you don't want to fall in love now? Or do you not like me?"

This question stopped Wen Yuan from asking her. She touched the glands on the back of her neck that were throbbing with Chu Yihan's pheromone and said, "None of them. I don't mind falling in love now, and I don't dislike you."

Chu Yihan raised her brows slightly: "Then why did you reject me?"

"Yes..." Wen Yuan lowered her eyes to avoid looking at each other, a little hesitant, hesitated for a while, and gave a reason, "I don't think we are suitable."

"Where is it inappropriate?" Chu Yihan asked softly, "Tell me."

"Look, you are a god of learning, and I am a salted fish with top grades." Wen Yuan analyzed logically, "Your future will definitely be bright, and I will still be a salted fish. "

"I'm not a light bulb. I glow and heat." Chu Yihan finished joking with a smile, and said indifferently, "This is not a problem. If you feel that there is a big gap in grades, I can help you narrow the gap. If you want to be a salted fish It's okay, I can take care of you."

"Uh..." Wen Yuan's face was shocked, and after a while, her head shook into a rattle, "No, no, it's not suitable, I don't want to eat soft food, I don't know how to say it, anyway, it's not suitable."

"Yeah." Chu Yihan responded with a good temper, adopting a roundabout tactic, "Then let me change the question, you said you didn't dislike me, so why did you deliberately avoid me before?"

Has it been so obvious that Chu Yihan has already noticed it?Wen Yuan felt uncomfortable because she had pierced the layer of paper, and her expression was a little stiff. She scratched her head, hesitated for a long time, and was discouraged: "This... I don't know how to say it."

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me." Chu Yihan acted very patiently, "You can say whatever you want, and don't worry about expressing yourself unclearly, I will help you clear your mind."

"Uh..." Is this the courage to learn from God?

Wen Yuan had the illusion that she was Oga and the other was Alpha. She didn't expect that the docile-looking little sheep would be extraordinarily straightforward on this kind of issue.

The straight balls one after another directly stunned people, and the patience to break the casserole and ask the end made Wen Yuan at a loss.

Wen Yuan was silent for a while, closed her eyes, and decided to smash the jar.

"Didn't I give you a temporary mark before, and then during this susceptible period, I had some... indescribable dreams, and I thought the object of the dream was... you."

Wen Yuan opened her mouth in shame, and observed Chu Yihan's expression while talking. Seeing that Chu Yihan blushed in surprise, she quickly explained, "I checked on the Internet, and many alphas will be like this, basically affected by the mark, I didn't mean to have that kind of dream and I dreamed of you!"

Chu Yihan curled the corners of her lips and smiled, with a soft and seductive allure in her mouth: "It's not impossible to dream on purpose."

"Uh..." Wen Yuan licked her lips, her mouth suddenly felt parched, she spotted a glass of water that Chu Yihan poured for her on the bedside table, and quickly picked it up.

Drink until there is not a drop left.

Wen Yuan put down the empty cup, adjusted her sitting posture, and sat upright, and slightly distanced herself from Chu Yihan: "I feel ashamed because I had that kind of dream, and I feel embarrassed to have contact with you, so I just avoided you. I don’t dislike you, but maybe I don’t like you as you said.”

Fearing that Chu Yihan would not understand, Wen Yuan expressed bluntly: "Maybe it's just because of the temporary mark, maybe it's just the influence of pheromones, I'm a little unclear whether it's a physical liking or a psychological one. "

Wen Yuan added earnestly: "It is disrespectful and irresponsible to you to rashly agree to be with you before making a clear distinction, so..."

After all, in this world, most OGAs can only have one alpha in their lifetime, especially those like Chu Yihan who are resistant to alphas. If she delays Chu Yihan, how much youth can the latter have to squander, How likely is it to meet a suitable alpha again?

Wen Yuan carefully peeked at Chu Yihan's expression.

Chu Yihan didn't show any negative emotions because of being rejected, and she didn't seem surprised by Wen Yuan's reason for rejection.

The little night light gave her a layer of soft light, and there was always a shallow smile on her lips, and a gentle light in her eyes.

"Thank you for thinking about me." Chu Yihan considered for a while, then met Shang Wenyuan's dark eyes, and said compromisingly, "I can wait for you to figure out the true feelings in your heart, and we can continue to be good friends like before. You can slowly feel what it feels like to me."

"But." Wen Yuan hesitated, "Isn't it good that my friend hangs you like this?"

"But." Chu Yihan imitated the way she paused, "I'm catching you too."

"Huh?" Wen Yuan was confused, "What?"

"Diao you became my girlfriend." Chu Yihan wrote the word "Diao" on Wen Yuan's palm, her beautiful eyes curled into sly arcs, she smiled, and changed to a more straightforward word ,"Chase you."

With itchy palms, Wen Yuan came to her senses and let out a short "ah". She felt like a duck being "driven to the shelves", she was extremely uncomfortable, and subconsciously shook her head to refuse again.

"If you figure it out and find that you don't like me." Chu Yihan interrupted her softly, and discussed, "If I do something that makes you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me straight up, I promise Immediately stop chasing you and stop disturbing you. So give me a chance, okay?"

Wen Yuan didn't know what to say, the current Chu Yihan was like a ball of cotton, hard and soft, making it impossible to touch.

Thinking of Chu Yihan saying that she wanted to chase her, Wen Yuan couldn't help digging out three rooms and two living rooms with her toes on the bedsheets, a feeling of shyness and shame rose from the bottom of her heart.

She was dumbfounded, she didn't know how it came to this situation, and she didn't know how to get along with Chu Yihan.

"You don't have to be so nervous, get along normally, just don't hide from me like before."

Chu Yihan seemed to have the ability to read minds. Seeing that Wen Yuan was stiff like a wooden figure, she naturally ended the topic that made Wen Yuan tense, and asked casually, "Are you hungry?"

From sleeping in the afternoon until now, I haven’t eaten anything. Wen Yuan touched her stomach, which is very good at finding opportunities to purr, and suddenly remembered: “Did you not eat, there are noodles, tomatoes and eggs at home, I will give you you eat."

Obviously she was very hungry, but she was the first thing she thought of, the corners of Chu Yihan's lips deepened, she picked up the empty cup on the bedside table and said, "I'll give you some food, you are a patient."

Wen Yuan got up from the bed, put on slippers and followed Chu Yihan step by step. She still remembered that Chu Yihan said that she could only cook porridge, so she worriedly asked, "Can you?"

"Look at me." Chu Yihan went downstairs and took the thermometer from the medicine box, sterilized it with alcohol cotton balls and handed it to Wen Yuan, "Take i's temperature again."

Wen Yuan took the thermometer and followed Chu Yihan to the kitchen when it was finished. She stood by the door and leaned against the door to watch Chu Yihan take out onions, eggs and tomatoes from the refrigerator.Beat eggs deftly, chop onions...

When she lowered her head, her long hair would always fall down and block her sight. Chu Yihan tossed her hair back, looked at Wen Yuan when she tilted her head, and bent her eyes: "Have you measured it?"

Wen Yuan took out the thermometer and glanced at it: "368, I don't have a fever."

Chu Yihan calmed down and hummed: "Can you get me a hair rope? There is one on the coffee table in the living room."

"it is good."

Wen Yuan put away the thermometer and came back with a hair rope. Seeing that Chu Yihan was cutting the peeled tomatoes, she approached and called softly, "Yihan."

Chu Yihan put down the knife and onion, glanced at her, lowered her eyelids, and asked in a low voice, "Can you pierce it for me?"

This tone made it impossible to refuse, Wen Yuan stood behind her, and plucked her long hair from behind, the fragrance from the glands at the back of her neck lingered faintly in her nose, Wen Yuan was distracted for a moment, and forgot Wisps of black hair on the neck.

Afraid of pulling and hurting Chu Yihan, Wen Yuan's movements were unconsciously relaxed, and she hooked the strand very lightly and slowly. That piece of skin trembled.

Wen Yuan looked away from her crimson skin, tied up her hair, and was about to back away when Chu Yihan asked softly, "Can you help me put on my apron?"

Wen Yuan turned around and took off the apron from the wall, Chu Yihan's hands were stained with tomato juice, so she could only raise her hands, staring innocently and innocently at Wen Yuan, blinking.

He looked even more obedient than Gang Beng'er who was watching a play at the door.

Wen Yuan leaned forward and put the apron on Chu Yihan, walked around behind her, adjusted the tie on her neck, and watched Chu Yihan Ruyu's neck getting redder and redder, but this guy always wanted to turn his head to look at it , I don't know what to look at, and she will always bump into the gland intentionally or unintentionally if she angles off.

The fragrant pheromone floating in the air touched her nerves again and again, suggesting a hidden delusion in her.

Chu Yihan was really fishing for her.

Wen Yuan asked herself...she didn't feel disgusted.

When Chu Yihan turned her head again, Wen Yuan glanced at her expressionlessly, but with a hint of pampering that she didn't even notice, she sighed, "I'm easily distracted when you're like this."

"Why are you distracted?" There was a smile in Chu Yihan's soft voice, which sounded particularly provocative.

Wen Yuan's heart fluttered, her hands slid down to Chu Yihan's waist, pulled the laces on both sides, and pulled them viciously, and fell silent.

Chu Yihan was strangled, gasped, and turned her head obediently.She felt that Wen Yuan loosened her tie again, and felt the fresh and elegant fragrance after the rain that implied connivance with her behavior was entangled with her pheromone little by little, and she curled her lips silently.

The boiling water in the pot seemed to be filled with happy hearts, bubbling and bubbling.

The author has something to say: catch it and catch it!

Seduce it, seduce it!