As soon as I opened the door when I returned to the dormitory, I was greeted by the aroma of food, which instantly made me feel at home.
Ling Mu closed the door after entering, walked to the sofa and sat down. He crossed his chest with one hand and supported his chin with the other, thinking about how to mention to Qiu Zhenyang later what Guan Tang had asked him to do.
After a while, Qiu Zhenyang came out of the kitchen with two plates of food. When he saw Ling Mu, he said in surprise: "You're back?"
"Does your tone mean you don't want me to come back?"
"How is it possible? I wish you didn't see anyone and kept you close to me..." Qiu Zhenyang laughed while talking, and suddenly met Ling Mu's dangerous eyes, and quickly changed the subject with a slight cough, "I just see how you usually behave. You don’t have many friends, so it’s rare for an omega to find you, and it feels good.”
Ling Mu was a little confused: "What's so good about it?"
Putting the plate on the table, Qiu Zhenyang wiped his hands on his apron: "It's good to have friends. Although you already have a good husband like me, you can't live without a friend in your life. Maybe it was because of that in the past You have never had friends for various reasons, but you will always have them in the future. As long as they are people who make you feel comfortable, you can be friends."
Comfortable? Ling Mu thought about it and realized that although it was really annoying every time Guan Tang talked to him, to be honest, he didn't hate it, even though he didn't pay much attention to him every time, so he didn't take the initiative to drive him away.
It should be comfortable, right
"But you have to be careful when making friends. You have to judge whether the other person is sincerely friends with you and what their character is like. Otherwise, there will be a lot of problems in the future." Qiu Zhenyang had many friends in his previous life. I have had many "bad" friends who just borrowed some money and ran away. But after all, it is difficult to identify, and it takes a long time to get along with each other before you can understand the other person's personality.
"Okay, don't think so much, let's eat first." Qiu Zhenyang took out the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, filled some more rice, and called Ling Mu to eat. I can’t remember the matter of making friends. Those who are destined to be found will be found very quickly. If there is no destiny, I can’t squat no matter how hard I squat.
Also, it's useless to think too much. Ling Mu stopped worrying and got up and went to the table to eat.
After just two bites, Qiu Zhenyang couldn't help but ask: "So what did he say to you?"
Ling Mu picked up a chopstick and put the sweet and sour fish into his mouth. He loved the sweet and sour taste. He narrowed his eyes and said, "He asked me to get the qualification for the closed beta test of the game."
"Internal beta?" Qiu Zhenyang was speechless, "Then why didn't he tell me directly?"
He was obviously by Ling Mu's side at that time. If you want to say anything, you can just say no to him in front of him. As for dragging Ling Mu away, why don't you say it
"He said he wanted to avoid suspicion, and he thought it was unlikely to tell you directly. The success rate would be higher through me." Ling Mu looked up at Qiu Zhenyang, "So will you give it?"
Qiu Zhenyang suddenly felt funny and said helplessly: "He is quite smart. Indeed, there are not many internal beta qualifications, and letting them out casually will not have a good impact on the game. However, if you come to me and ask for it, I will definitely give it to you." , when will I not live by your will?"
Ling Mu immediately climbed up the pole: "That's once a month."
"Pfft--" Qiu Zhenyang almost spat out his rice in one mouthful, so he quickly chewed and swallowed two mouthfuls, "No, no, no, I will choke to death once a month! Xiao Mumu, you can't be so ruthless, you are very comfortable even when you are doing that. Isn’t it…”
"Are you stupid!" Ling Mu's cheeks turned red and he wanted to hit him with chopsticks. How could this guy say anything so easily
Besides, it was comfortable, but he was the one who suffered the next day!
Qiu Zhenyang pursed his lips: "I'm not lying, you are obviously very comfortable, you always hold me and hum, and every time you push it to the inside, you will sensitively raise your waist and grab my back and scream, the sound is so nice! "
"Damn it, Qiu Zhenyang, you're dead!"
Before he had even taken a few bites of the meal, Ling Mu had already ran over and grabbed Qiu Zhenyang's ears and pulled him hard! This guy has no lock on his mouth. Before he was completely marked, he knew how to restrain himself, but now he has completely turned into a stinky gangster, wanting to tease him all the time!
Qiu Zhenyang cried out, enjoying his wife's "love" without tears.
My wife is really too tempting, I can’t help but want to make dirty jokes and watch him blush, oh oh oh, it’s so hard~
The result of teasing his wife too much was that Qiu Zhenyang went to class hungry in the afternoon.
By the time he finished one class, Qiu Zhenyang's belly had already been singing "Empty City Strategy" for ten minutes. His voice was loud and clear, making the students around him laugh. He couldn't hold back his laughter during class.
As soon as get out of class time came, Qiu Zhenyang slumped down on his seat and looked at Ling Mu helplessly.
After all, he was his alpha. Ling Mu felt uncomfortable with his pitiful eyes, and finally made a condition to him: "Three times a month."
Qiu Zhenyang touched his belly, and there was a long and miserable "gurgling" sound inside, but its owner still refused to give in: "Twice a week."
The conditions regarding my little brother must not be compromised!
Ling Mu gritted his teeth and glared at him: "Then just go hungry!"
He turned away angrily and stared at the book absently, but after a while he smelled a nice smell of perfume approaching.
Looking at the snack bag handed to him, Qiu Zhenyang looked up at the girl with long hair and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Well, I've heard your stomach rumbling for a long time. You must be very hungry, right? I happen to have some extra food that I bought for lunch. Why don't you take this to cushion your stomach first." The girl handed the snack bag with one hand and the other hand. She moved her hair beside her ears, revealing her long, fair and smooth neck.
Qiu Zhenyang was about to refuse, but he glanced at Ling Mu's reaction first.
The latter seemed to have heard nothing and kept his head down while reading.
Qiu Zhenyang sighed inwardly. It seemed that there was still a long way to go before Ling Mu would become jealous.
Thinking like this, he raised a bright smile to the girl and said politely: "Thank you for sending me something, but I can bear it for the time being. You should keep it for yourself. There are still three classes in the afternoon." You may be hungry at some point."
Qiu Zhenyang, who has hair like ink, eyes like night, and facial features like sculptures, is so handsome that almost the moment he smiles, the girls can't help but want to scream!
The girl glanced at Ling Mu next to him, her heartbeat overcame her conscience, and continued to be attentive: "It's okay, I still have food over there, you can use it first!"
Qiu Zhenyang raised his eyebrows, it seemed that his rejection was too gentle. He cleared his throat and was about to say something harsh when another hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, holding a fruit the size of an apple.
The hand was white and slender, with long fingers and pink nails that were rounded and neatly trimmed. They were quite familiar. As for why they are familiar, it is because Qiu Zhenyang helped Ling Mu trim his nails while he was sleeping, and every finger has experienced his gentle gaze.
Qiu Zhenyang followed his hand and looked over. Ling Mu was still staring at the book and just said: "I took it from the refrigerator. Eat it if you like."
"!!!" Qiu Zhenyang took the fruit from Ling Mu's hand with a shocked look on his face. Xiao Mumu usually didn't have the habit of bringing anything to class to eat, so today he brought it... specially for himself! Qiu Zhenyang instantly felt like he was floating up, and his eyes were filled with pink bubbles.
The girl next to me suddenly stiffened when she saw it.
It wasn't until the preparation bell rang that Qiu Zhenyang noticed that the girl was still standing next to him. He took a bite of the fruit on his hand. It tasted sour and sweet. He said to the girl with a happy face: "Thank you very much, but no, my wife brought me something to eat, ow!"
The last cry that changed the tone was because his foot was suddenly stepped on hard. Qiu Zhenyang continued to take a bite of the fruit in pain and joy.
Seeing the girl dejected, biting her lip and about to leave, Qiu Zhenyang added: "Also, Lingmu is my omega. Even if he doesn't bring fruit today, I won't eat what other omegas give me."
For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward. The girl took a few deep breaths, finally calmed down and turned around and replied: "I'm sorry, I didn't know what kind of relationship he had with you."
"Really?" Qiu Zhenyang tilted his head, smiling with a hint of chill, "Then I really misunderstood you."
After the girl left, Qiu Zhenyang continued to nibble on the fruit in his hand.
To say how many people in the school don't know about his relationship with Ling Mu, I'm afraid it's less than 10%. Not to mention his own attention, the previous live broadcast with Cheng Anan has already exploded in the school. Not to mention the school classmates, many outsiders know about it.
Furthermore, the girl looked at Ling Mu with an obviously guilty look, and she must have known about their relationship.
However, knowing their relationship but still proactively being courteous was simply because he looked down on Ling Mu's identity and felt that the Qiu family would not really allow Ling Mu to become Qiu Zhenyang's wife.
This is not what a few people think, but what the majority of people think.
This is what Qiu Zhenyang gradually discovered, a large part of the difference between the interstellar and his original world. Because there are too many such examples, more people do not respect other people's romantic relationships and only think that they are good enough and can easily get the upper hand. This is what Qiu Zhenyang has always been worried about.
But it doesn't matter. As long as the Qiu family recognizes Ling Mu and his heart is as solid as a rock, there will be no possibility of shaking their relationship.
After finishing eating a piece of fruit, Qiu Zhenyang threw the core into the retractable trash can under the seat, then wiped his hands with a tissue, turned to look at Ling Mu: "Are you jealous?"
"I think you're full and want to be beaten?" Ling Mu glanced at him and sneered, "What, you like long hair? I see you've been staring at that long hair for a long time, do you like it? Ha, I’m so sorry, I’m a male and can’t grow my hair.”
Qiu Zhenyang's expression dropped when he heard this unusual tone. Oops, he's out of luck!
Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and he quickly explained: "No, no, I just think that hair is suitable for mopping the floor, don't you think?"
Ling Mu: "...ha!"
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