After installing O, I was arched by Beta

After dinner, Huang Meiyu, who had never stopped, gradually stopped.

Shang Mu, Ji Zhengchu, Lu Fan, Bu Xinglang and Song Qingyun sat in the yard chatting together.

After the new rain, there is still a smell of earth in the yard.The clouds and mists in the sky were pushed away, revealing a crescent crescent, surrounded by stars.

The mountain wind blows from the woods outside the courtyard, mixed with the fragrance of leaves and flowers, softly.

The butler took out the freshly iced cold brew tea from the refrigerator and poured full cups for them one by one.

"It's a coincidence that Young Master Shang Mu is in time. As soon as he arrives, the sky will clear up." He said, looking up at the sky: "Maybe we can still see the sunrise tomorrow morning."

Shang Mu heard the sound and looked into the distance: "Uncle, is the place to watch the sunrise far from the villa? Chuchu said that there is an observation deck dedicated to watching the sunrise."

Hearing the sound, Ji Zhengchu turned around, pointed to the tip of the hill behind the villa, and said, "On that top, there is a viewing platform. But now that the humidity is heavy, we can't pitch a tent on it, and we have to live in the villa at night." .To see the sunrise, you have to walk for more than half an hour. It's a pity...the sunrise here is very beautiful."

The housekeeper also smiled and said, "Now in summer, the sun rises early at about 05:30. If you want to see the sunrise, you have to get up at 04:30 to catch up. Let's forget it this time."

Why not come back in autumn, when the maple leaves turn red and the cedar trees turn yellow, and there is a small lake on the other side of the mountain, the water is clear and blue, then it is a good time to watch the sunrise. "

Shang Mu glanced at the top of the mountain, sipped the tea soup in the cup, and said nothing.

Summer is suitable for drinking this kind of cold brew tea. In the bell-shaped wide-mouth cup, pour pure, clear and translucent tea soup.

It is Ji Zhengchu's favorite big black leaf.

Several people drank in muffled voices, chatting without saying a word.Bu Xinglang was mainly talking, and later he talked about Lu Fan's interesting story in the debate competition.

After a while, he talked about the deeds of monk Mu in the first and second grades. How many people couldn't understand them, and how many people were beaten to death.

When talking about Lu Fan, Shang Mu's eyes lit up and he listened with relish.Hearing how many Omega want to fall into Lu Fan's arms, I still have some taste in my heart.

But when he thought about defeating so many people with just a toffee when he was three years old when he and Lu Fan didn't know each other, he still felt quite proud.

And when it comes to Shang Mu, Lu Fan is serious;

Listening carefully, nodding from time to time.

Hearing something interesting, he would raise the corners of his lips and touch the boy's palm.

Only Ji Zhengchu and Song Qingyun were quiet from beginning to end, drinking his tea with their heads down, occasionally looking at Bu Xinglang who was beaming with joy.

After a while, he looked at Lu Fan and Monk Mu who were leaning against each other, but he didn't dare to look at Song Qingyun who was directly opposite him.

I thought this night would be over like this.Unexpectedly, Song Qingyun, who had been sipping tea quietly, suddenly spoke out when Bu Xinglang was speaking.

"Is it too monotonous to just drink tea? Are there still kumquats and lemon slices in the refrigerator, how about making a fruit tea?" he asked.

Ji Zhengchu's hand holding the teacup tightened, and he raised his eyes reflexively. Unprepared, he met Song Qingyun's eyes.

His eyes were slightly dazed, and he heard the butler's voice in his ears: "Yes, there are lemons and kumquats. I will ask auntie to cut some kinds of fruits and put them in if you want to eat."

Only then did Ji Zhengchu realize that what Song Qingyun was looking at was not him, but the housekeeper standing behind him.

After realizing his slight loss of composure, he quickly lowered his head again.

Just right, he missed the gaze of the man opposite him.

However, this gaze didn't stay for long, and then moved elsewhere.

He tapped the teacup lightly with his fingertips, then looked at his younger brother.The latter was almost nestled in the arms of the boy named "Lu Fan".

"There are my newly bought strawberries in the refrigerator. Cut each into four pieces and serve them here. Mu Mu likes to eat them." He reminded softly.

Bu Xinglang also said beside him: "Uncle, I want watermelon! Cut more, Chuzi and I both like to eat it! And honeydew melon! Do you have pears? Pear pieces are also delicious in tea!"

The housekeeper responded one by one: "There are, there are, and they will be brought to you right away."

Shang Mu turned his head and asked Lu Fan: "What do you like? May I get you a cup? But, if you run a coffee and milk tea shop, will you get tired of drinking all of these?"

Speaking of this, his dark eyes rolled, and he asked him again: "Are you particularly good at making this? How about you help me make a cup of fruit tea!"

I completely forgot that I wanted to make a cup for others at first.

Ji Zhengchu who was next to him couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and pushed him: "Enough is enough, even a cup of tea has to be mixed for you. You're not disabled, can you be more self-reliant? There are so many people watching."

Bu Xinglang was dumbfounded.

To be exact, since the last time in the lounge of No. [-] Middle School in Q City, when he saw Shang Mu acting like a baby, he has been in a psychedelic and stupid way to the couple in front of him;

status……

And when fashion Mu was pretending to be O, it was fine to be a little weaker and a little bit coquettish.

Now that his identity has been revealed, and Lu Fan also knows that he is an Alpha, how come the relationship between the two is still like this?

Shouldn't the role be reversed quickly, take good care of her, and pamper her wife?What's the situation with acting like a baby to my wife all the time?

He sighed, and persuaded earnestly: "Mumu, are you a bit too much? You are an Alpha! Look at the three Alphas here, which one is like you? Can you stop being soft in your boyfriend's arms? Like a bone?"

Aren't you afraid of running away with the daughter-in-law who was finally chasing after you?

After all, Lu Fan... doesn't look so repressive.

If it weren't for the presence of so many people, Bu Xinglang would have wanted to talk to Shang Mu: If he doesn't pamper, take good care of, and show his sincerity, can Lu Fan make you kiss and suppress you?

Who knows, instead of listening to the persuasion, Shang Mu hugged his family Lu Fan even tighter, and said proudly to Bu Xinglang, "I don't, you can find a boyfriend if you have the ability!"

Bu Xinglang: ...

"I'm capable of finding a boyfriend, but I'm not capable of lying in his arms."

She was kicked across a table by Shang Mu: "Who are you talking about? Do you still want to leave the door of this villa vertically, huh? Bu Xinglang?"

Bu Xinglang quickly begged for forgiveness: "I made a mistake, Brother Mu, don't hit me! After splitting up, you will be the most powerful Da Meng in the world in the future!"

Shang Mu sat up straight with a smile, and put his hands on Lu Fan's lap with restraint: "It's not too bad."

While talking, the housekeeper and aunt came over with small bamboo leaf basins, which were full of freshly cut fruits.

"See what you want to eat. You can make it yourself, or I can make it for you." The housekeeper said, and took out a few narrow-mouth bottles specially made for fruit tea from the room.

Lu Fan was ordered by his little A to walk to the table first.

First, pick out a small plate of cut strawberries from the bamboo leaf basin, pour a layer of yogurt on it, insert a steel fork, and bring it to Shang Mu.

Then I went back to the table and carefully selected the fruits to use.

There were only three concocted narrow-mouth bottles placed beside the table, Lu Fan occupied one, and Ji Zhengchu also occupied the next one.

Bu Xinglang didn't know about Ji Zhengchu and Song Qingyun's affairs, and he was still humbly giving in to Song Qingyun: "Brother, you go, I'm handicapped, so I can't do this fine work. After a while, you can finish it, and I can share some with each of you."

Song Qingyun nodded, stood up and stood beside Ji Zhengchu.

Lu Fan turned his head to look at Ji Zhengchu who was acting stiffly,

Then look at Song Qingyun who is moving calmly and slowly on the far side.

Seeing that the fruits chosen by the two were becoming more and more consistent, they couldn't help reminding: "You can try different fruits."

When Ji Zhengchu heard the voice, he turned his head in a daze.Looking at Song Qingyun's brewing cup, and then at himself, his face turned slightly red for some reason.

He likes cantaloupe and sweet pears, so he put a lot of honeydew melon and pear pieces in the mixing cup.

On the other hand, Song Qingyun's content was exactly the same as his.

Bu Xinglang next to him also noticed it, and quickly waved at them: "Brother Song! Chu Zi likes honeydew melons and pears, so it's fine if he puts them in, why don't you put something else? Or, the three of you make a difference." main taste?

You see, Lu Fan mainly puts strawberries here, as well as seasoned kumquats and watermelons.Chuzi mainly put honeydew melon and pear, but also seasoned watermelon, golden sentence and lemon.Brother, do you want to try peaches?I remember that both Mumu and Chuzi love to eat. "

After Bu Xinglang's command, Ji Zhengchu also looked awkwardly at Song Qingyun beside him.

The fruits in his own hand had already been put into narrow cups and brewed with tea soup, so they couldn't be changed, so Song Qingyun could only trouble Song Qingyun to make them again.

"Um...brother, why don't you try peaches instead?" He asked hesitantly.

The tall Alpha, on the other hand, looked at the brewing cup in his hand and remained silent.

Ji Zhengchu: "Either way, or just forget about it, Brother Song has prepared everything, it would be a waste to throw it away and redo it."

Shang Mu, who has been watching from the sidelines: ...

With the steel fork still in his mouth, he directly;

Step forward.He took the brewing cup from Song Qingyun's hand, and poured the fruit into a saucer.

"What's the waste? Let my Lu Fan make a yogurt fruit plate." After speaking, he winked at Lu Fan again, "Am I right?"

The boy stretched out the steel fork from his mouth and reprimanded him: "It's so dangerous, don't swallow it in the future."

Shang Mu obediently said "Oh" with a long sound.

Then, he pushed the dish in front of the boy again, looking at him innocently with his eyes: "Brother Lu, why are you messing with this?"

Lu Fan: "If you do the job yourself, do it yourself."

The young man stretched his arm coquettishly: "I don't know... Brother Lu? Brother? Let's do it, eh?"

"Brother? You can't even call me brother? Brother...Brother Lu..."

Bu Xinglang, who was sitting at the table, suddenly patted his head with a "slap": "Hey! My eyes! My ears! My brain...I'm afraid I can't even have it!"

Shang Mu put his hands on his hips and shouted at him in a rough voice: "

Then don't want it! "

After a few people mixed the fruit tea and replaced it with a hexagonal cup, after drinking for a while, the housekeeper turned off the lights in the villa so that everyone could enjoy the night view of the mountain.

Without the pollution of light, the vision is blurred for a moment, and the eyes are plunged into darkness.

Shang Mu originally wanted to sit on a chair and quietly wait for his vision to recover, but suddenly a pair of powerful hands passed through his armpit and hugged him off the chair.

You don't need to guess the familiar movements: it is Lu Fan who is hugging him.

Shang Mu couldn't see clearly, so he was extraordinarily obedient.

The boy whispered "open your legs" in his ear, and he spread his legs obediently and sat on his lap.

The boy took him into his arms, and he lay obediently on his chest.

Until a breathy laugh came into the ear, and I heard: "You are so good."

After knowing it, I felt red in the face.

In the next second, the fingers with sharp joints touched the upper and lower jaws, and the thumb pinched the fleshy chin, and lifted it slightly.

The warm breath rushed into the mouth.

The two exchanged a sweet kiss in silence, and their eyes finally adapted to the sudden darkness.

Looking up, the dark blue night is full of stars.

"Lu Fan." Shang Mu looked at the sky for a while, blinked sore eyes, grabbed the boy's collar, and called him in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"It's okay..." He said, "Suddenly I feel that I like you very much."

The boy's fingertips lightly brushed his cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Mumu."

"Ah."

"I like you too."

Shang Mu lightly rested his pillow on Lu Fan's shoulder, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "And...brother..."

"Well, what else?"

"I didn't buy that thing...you...you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was gently stroked on the back by the boy.

"Shh, baby, I get it."