After Transmigrating Into an Omega, I Was Marked by the Enemy

Ji Xinglan finished his speech and turned back to the room.

Looking at the door in front of him, Yan Qiu suddenly developed a strong suspicion.

The water heater in his room ... could it be damaged by Ji Xinglan?

But suspicion turned into suspicion. Yan Qiu could not produce evidence, so he had to take a shower.

Yan Qiu checked the water heater in his room again, and there was no trace of artificial damage. He could only believe that there was something wrong with him, and Master Ji should not be obscene to the point of using this method.

Hengcheng is located on the southeast coast. Although the autumn night is not as cold as Sanjiu, the cold and cold Xiao Xiaoyi, still surrounded by moisture, is still biting. Even if the air conditioner is turned on in the house, Qiu wouldn't dare to take a cold shower under this ghost weather, not to mention that he is pregnant now, and he has to be careful about what he does.

If Ji Xinglan's child really got something wrong, Master Ji would let him pay two more on the spot.

Yan Qiu clenched his teeth with his arms, so that the housekeeper would not have to worry about it. Tomorrow he would find someone to fix it. He returned to the room and brought the bath towels and pajamas.

Yan Qiu pushed the door in and found that the light in the room was a little dark. Ji Xinglan's room didn't have a ceiling light turned on, only a warm orange lamp beside the bed could illuminate most of the room dimly.

Yan Qiu saw Ji Xinglan sitting at the edge of the bed reading at a glance. He had taken a bath, the scent of pheromone was light and refreshing, and he wore a pair of superior long legs in a bathrobe.

When the man lowered his head, the beautiful curves of his shoulders and necks were arbitrarily slanted into the collar. From the slightly open neckline, he could easily peep into the sharp clavicle, and the body could be seen through the thin fabric. The muscles that are not exaggerated but have powerful lines and smooth lines, like the artist carefully carved out.

Ji Xinglan saw Yan Qiu pushing the door in and raised his chin slightly to signal him to go to the bathroom.

Yan Qiu couldn't help but asked him: "Isn't the water heater in my room broken by you?"

Ji Xinglan behaved a little surprised: "Why do I think so. If I really want to see you take a shower, I will go directly to your room to see."

"..." It makes sense that Ji Xinglan was shameless at all, simply taking advantage of the rough, and simply was too lazy to do anything.

Yan Qiu calmly withdrew his eyes and walked past him quietly, smelling the cold fragrance of the room and entering the bathroom.

When closing the bathroom door, he couldn't help but defy:

Why Ji Xinglan's pheromone taste is always so strong. Is it true that the guy is courting at all times when he is with himself?

…………

The bathtub is already filled with clean hot water. Yan Qiu tried the water temperature with his hand. The water temperature was just right, so he took off his clothes and stepped in.

It was a little cold when I first took off my clothes. After Yan Qiu spread out the non-slip mat, he slowly sat down holding the edge of the bathtub so that the hot water did not cross his ribs.

He soaked in the bathtub for a while and turned his head to find the shower gel on the shelf. The toiletries were placed within his reach, and it goes without saying who prepared them.

That guy Ji Xinglan was quite careful.

Yan Qiu touched his nose and was a little unaccustomed to the feeling of being taken care of. He sat in the bathtub with his mouth closed, splashed water on his neck with his hands, and soaked his entire body with hot water.

When he picked up the shower gel bottle, he looked at the familiar outer packaging and was surprised.

Yan Qiu opened the lid curiously, and as soon as he got closer, he smelled a familiar milk fragrance. The milk flavor is very attractive, sweet but not greasy, even if you know that it is something you can't eat, it will instantly catch people wanting to taste it.

——Milk-scented baby shower gel.

So why is the shower gel of Ji Xinglan's family the same as he used before?

Yan Qiu scratched his head and bought a special model for the baby to save money. Why is Ji Xinglan?

In the fragrance of the full room milk, Yan Qiu couldn't help but fall into contemplation. Is it true that Xinglan is a straight A on the surface, but secretly likes to secretly smell such a cute taste?

Yan Qiu teased Master Ji ruthlessly while opening the bottle.

But he didn't expect that the bottle of shower gel was full and hadn't been opened yet-Ji Xinglan usually used this bottle of shower gel obviously.

Yan Qiu suddenly blushed, unable to think of Ji Xinglan's intention. He wondered for a moment whether Ji Xinglan intentionally wanted him to use this lovely taste.

This seems to be provoking to say that he is childish.

Yanqiu didn't want the guy to do what he wanted, but after looking around for a week, the other shower gel bottles in the bathroom were hidden.

Yan Qiu had no choice but to take a bath with a pure baby shower gel full of pure milk fragrance.

The steamy bathroom was a bit hypoxic, and when Qiu pushed the door open, there was a light pink layer all over his body, and he smelled of lovely milk.

The semi-dried hair tip was still dripping down. Yan Qiu took a breath of fresh air while wiping her hair with a towel.

He was a little ashamed to wear pajamas at the moment.

It was a little white rabbit suit, and it looked like a pair of pink rabbit ear slippers, and there was a furry rabbit tail at the back. When stepping out of the bathroom, Yan Qiu felt a little embarrassed and stared at Ji Xinglan.

As soon as Ji Xinglan raised his head, he saw a drop of water dripping from his hair fall on Yan Qiu's white collarbone. A crystal clear drop of water slid down his skin into his deep pajama collar, and people could not help swallowing.

Yan Qiu felt a little embarrassed by him and pulled the pajama collar.

Yan Qiu knew that this pajama was cute to childish, but this was already the most normal one in his closet. In order to avoid the embarrassment of wearing both bathrobes barefoot on the first night, he abandoned the bathrobe with a scalp and put on a woolen white rabbit suit with trousers-both warm and anti-wolf.

Ji Xinglan's eyes darkened and his throat was a little dry. He asked Qiu: "What about the hair dryer?"

"It's okay, don't need to blow it." Yan Qiu wiped his head seriously with a towel, and wiped his wet hair half dry.

Ji Xinglan sat on the bed watching him as he stood by the bed with his arms moving around to wipe his hair. Looking through his spacious cuffs, he could vaguely sniff a little.

Yan Qiu has short hair since childhood, and rarely needs to use a hair dryer. A few days ago, he had to use a hair dryer to blow because his hair was too long. As a result, he almost got his hair scorched.

Thinking of the burnt smell, Yan Qiu felt terrified about the hair dryer. Now that my hair is cut short, I can finally save some time without blowing it.

Yan Qiu just wiped the towel a few times before waiting for him to dry the water. Ji Xinglan had taken the hair dryer out of the bathroom. He plugged it in and pressed Yan Qiu's shoulder to let him sit by the bed.

"I really don't need to blow it." Yan Qiu fiddled with Liu Hai, his expression awkward.

Ji Xinglan said in a tone that he could not hold his beak: "Blow dry. Otherwise, he will have a headache tomorrow morning."

Yan Qiu pouted, and Ji Xinglan's tone was still as authoritarian and brutal, as he had to fiddle with his hair.

Although Ji Xinglan looks like a straight man similar to Yan Qiu, his movements are unexpectedly careful. Afraid of scalding Yan Qiu, he did not turn the hair dryer to the maximum gear, but lowered the temperature and slowly fiddled with his hair, starting to dry from the roots.

The fingertips are wrapped around the soft hair tips, and the faint milk scent continuously sweeps from the tip of the nose, scratching the people's heart. Ji Xinglan pressed against the restlessness and patiently helped Yan Qiu blowing his hair.

Yan Qiubai sat on the bed boringly, shaking his legs, staring at the person in front of him.

Seeing Ji Xinglan's light and dark side faces cut by light and shadow, Yan Qiu suddenly thought about what Mrs. Ji said today. Yan Qiu asked, "... What does your father do, are you usually so busy?"

Mrs. Ji's words made Yan Qiu a little curious, what kind of father could give birth to a son like Ji Xinglan. He felt that Ji Xinglan's father should be an elite wealthy businessman, busy doing big business of hundreds of billions of minutes on Wall Street, and he was too busy to find time to come back to see his son.

Or ... that his father didn't actually want to come.

Yan Qiu knew that these questions were too private, and he didn't dare to raise his head to look at Ji Xinglan's expression after asking the question. He could only quietly look at the teenager in front of him with Yu Guang.

Yan Qiu showed some sympathy in his eyes. Fathers who do not come forward when their sons get married, can imagine the relationship between father and son.

Ji Xinglan didn't respond very much, holding her hair dryer expressionlessly, fiddled with Yan Qiu's hair, and after a while, she spit out two words: "Ji Nai."

The moment he heard the name, Yan Qiu almost thought he had made a mistake.

Ji Na ...... Isn't that the newly appointed Commander-in-Chief of the Union Army?

"?!" Yan Qiu quietly took a deep breath in his heart and couldn't help looking at the person in front of him.

He thought Ji Xinglan was just a little bit of money, but his father was so good.

Thinking of Ji Xinglan's appearance in a military school uniform, Yan Qiu suddenly understood where the upright style of his body came from.

Why did Ji Xinglan pass the military academy, mostly because of his father.

Yan Qiu felt shocked but reasonable.

Yeah.

Why is Ji Xinglan so dragging? He said that if Qiu was the marshal's son, he would definitely pull it. Not only does he have to drag, he has to walk sideways!

Yan Qiu realized that he was so stupid and arrogant before he dare to provoke others. He and Ji Xinglan are completely people from two worlds, and if he is not stubborn to find someone else, they can't even have a little contact.

But regret is too late. It is estimated that Ji Xinglan grew up from such a small age that no one else dared to challenge him like Yan Qiu. Ji Xinglan must have hated him so much.

Yan Qiu stared at Ji Xinglan's shaking arm in front of his eyes and shivered. This time it was so dead that he would never know who he was.

Looking at the way Ji Xinglan helped him to blow his hair, Yan Qiu felt more guilty, and couldn't help but think: Now for mercy, I don't know if Master Ji can leave him a whole body.

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Ji Xinglan helped Yan Qiu dry his hair and rushed him to bed.

Yan Qiu just took a shower, relaxed, and hugged his pillow on a soft mattress. Ji Xinglan put the hair dryer back in the bathroom, and as soon as he came out, he saw such a scene: Yan Qiu, who had just taken a bath, was lying on his bed, and the fluffy tail on his pajamas was still shouting.

Yan Qiu narrowed his eyes and was about to sleep. Suddenly his tail was caught and his eyes opened blankly. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Ji Xinglan was playing with his rabbit's tail with bad intentions, and his face "brushed" red.

"……what are you doing!"

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