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

At that moment, Ji Xinglan's disgust in the blink of an eye made Yan Qiu's self-esteem suffer a hundred points of critical damage.

Yan Qiu quickly lifted up his pants, thinking that he wouldn't let others go back like before, and when he looked up again, the door in front of him was closed.

Ji Xinglan came to the door in silence, leaving only an understatement: "Get dressed and come to my study."

Yan Qiu was arguing while arranging his clothes, which was really the Ji Xinglan he knew.

And what kind of expression he had just made, as if he had seen himself completely, and it was him who suffered.

There are a few pairs of slippers in the shoe cabinet near the door, all of which are cute styles, the kind he usually doesn't want to wear.

Yan Qiu struggled for a while, and finally could only admit that he wore furry pink rabbit slippers and walked out of the door. With each step, the cute bunny ears tremble on the shoes.

hateful! The tyrannical school bulls wear pink rabbit ear slippers, which is different from the Russian brave man wearing a ballet skirt and dancing "Swan Lake".

The villa of the Ji family is very large, and Yan Qiu can only follow the housekeeper. He found that there were large flowers, trees and green trees looking out of the window, as well as the landmark buildings in the city.

If he guessed right, this is the famous central mansion of Hengcheng.

In the city center, you can buy a villa in the city center, not the ordinary rich people, but the super rich people.

The brothers used to drink and brag, all like to say that when Fei Huang Tengda had to buy a suite in the central villa area.

Yan Qiu looked at the interior of the house while thinking that Ji Xinglan was really rich.

They walked through the western-style corridor covered with oil paintings, walked down the spiral staircase, and came to the entrance of the study on the second floor.

The butler stopped outside the door, and Chao Yanqiu made a "please" gesture, instructing him to go in by himself.

Yan Qiu glanced into the study. The door was facing a wall. The wall was leaning against a sandalwood bookcase full of books in Chinese and foreign languages.

Yan Qiu looked at the cabinet with gold-plated book shells and cover, and the cabinet with a collection of books in the house was definitely a rich man who didn't read well.

The butler stood respectfully on the side, seemingly waiting at the door. Yan Qiu didn't want to face Ji Xinglan by himself, so he asked him, "Don't you go in?"

The butler shook his head with a dedicated smile still on his face, and answered respectfully: "Young Master's study never allows outsiders to step in."

"outsider?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "outsiders", and Qiuqiu could hear the flattering meaning in his words.

The meaning of the housekeeper is to make it clear that these employees are outsiders, but his fiancée is not an outsider, but Yan Qiu, a true "outsider", listened, but he was not very interested.

He could not explain to Ji Xinglan that he was not his fiancee. If Ji Xinglan knew the truth, he would laugh at him if he laughed.

The dignity of the male Alpha did not allow him to lose face in front of his rival.

The housekeeper wished he could go in quickly so that the young master would not be angry, so he quietly flattered again, adding oil and vinegar:

"The youngest master loved you most in the past, go in."

"..." Yan Qiu gave him a light look.

No, this brother. I do n’t want to hide it. The one you hated most in the past was me.

Since all of them were going to suffer from this knife, Yan Qiu was too lazy to struggle, and looked at the black shirt with a complicated expression to ensure that the embarrassment just now would not repeat, and stepped into the study.

The butler closed the door behind him and quietly squeezed cold sweat for the ghosts he said.

The petting of shit.

Although living together, the young master never ignored the mother's fierce confinement to his fiancee. Instead, the fiancee was so enthralled by the young master that he would make the young man angry.

Today, the young master does not know what madness followed, and even willing to let him into the study is really rare.

…………

The cold light flooded the study, illuminating the entire room.

Yan Qiu stepped on the spotless brown solid wood floor and walked into the cold-smelling study. When he saw the man sitting at the spacious desk, he could only see his blond hair and half of his face.

Glancing at him, Yan Qiu's breath was stagnant and his heart jumped violently.

At this moment, Ji Xinglan sat on a tall office chair with a pair of long legs folded orthogonally.

Out of the habit of military school students, his back was straight and his tall nose bridge was like a layer of glaze, with a pair of thin metal frame glasses.

Ji Xinglan and Yan Qiu are the same age. He grew up with a face that made Alpha jealous, and his beauty was as sharp as a knife.

The black shirt on Ji Xinglan's body was covered with a meticulously ironed white formal jacket, and he wore a medal with special rules. Obviously he had just returned from the outside.

He has a temperament that his peers don't have. This kind of temperament can not be cast overnight, it is born in the family of prominent military officials, from the childhood to seep from the inside out.

No wonder Omega in the whole hospital is crazy for Master Ji.

Looking down at his current thin body, Yan Qiu actually developed a strong jealousy.

On that side, Ji Xinglan held a delicate lighter in his hand, but the cigarette case in front of him had not been unsealed. He only smokes when he is bored and angry, but today it seems unnecessary.

Hearing the voice of someone coming in, Ji Xinglan's movements in his hand were random, and he raised his head and picked it up with one glance, which just hit Yan Qiu's sight.

When the eyes collided, Yan Qiu smelled the smell of pheromone on his body, like the cold fragrance like the ice spring under the moon.

Ji Xinglan should have smelled the smell of his pheromone, and seemed to be stunned for a short while, then slightly raised the corner of his mouth. He looked at Yan Qiu Yuyu's eyes and did not know what ghost tricks his dear fiancee was playing.

Before waiting for Yan Qiu to speak, Ji Xinglan's eyes shifted down, and when he saw Yan Qiu's black shirt, his eyes were heavy. He stared closely at Yanqiu with those deep eyes that seemed to penetrate everything, and asked, word by word:

"Dare you still steal my clothes?"

Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment, crying.

He turned this shirt from the bottom of the closet. Probably the original owner stole Ji Xinglan's shirt out of love, to keep some thoughts or do some unspeakable activities. Yan Qiu thought afterwards, no wonder that this piece was incompatible with the original master's painting style, and it was one size bigger.

But the clothes were on him, and now he jumped into the Yellow River and could not clean it. Yan Qiu thought Ji Xinglan was abnormal before, but now he looks more and more like a metamorphosis.

An unrequited crush on Master Ji, who took off his pants and stole his clothes.

Looking at Ji Xinglan's face, Yan Qiu immediately passed the frank thought completely in his mind.

The most important thing is to cover the vest well.

Yan Qiu didn't realize that he had been staring at Ji Xinglan for a long time. Ji Xinglan seemed uncomfortable with his unusually clashing attitude, so he glanced back at him.

For nothing, Yan Qiu immediately felt a chill. He glared fiercely at the opposite boy.

Ji Xinglan actually suppressed him with pheromones!

Yan Qiu felt that this guy was dangerous and his current situation was too passive. The effect of pheromone suppression is obvious, and he can only absolutely obey him.

Yan Qiu did not dare to stare at Ji Xinglan again, subconsciously backing away, trying to stay away from the source of danger as much as possible. But the study room was only so big, Qiu Qiu was irrevocable, and his back directly hit a huge oil painting frame on the wall, causing shoulder pain.

Yan Qiu took a cool breath and subconsciously tilted his head slightly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the oil painting.

A handsome black-haired teenager.

this is not……

Yan Qiu narrowed his eyes.

The person in the picture is Yan Qiu himself. The previous self.

Why is there a portrait of him in Ji Xinglan's study, which is still installed in the picture frame and hangs on the wall directly opposite the desk?

In front of the portrait was a pale blue porcelain bottle with a bunch of fresh daisies in it, which seemed to be stained with morning dew.

If it was just speculation before, then this portrait and flowers completely show that he has really ascended to heaven.

Yan Qiu can't calm down.

According to his previous guess, he was mostly dead, and now there is nothing more than supporting evidence, and he is not too surprised. What really surprised him was why Ji Xinglan's study was hung with his portrait.

Yan Qiu wondered. According to his ideas, if one day Ji Xinglan hangs his picture, it may only be used to practice darts.

Without him, it would be nice for Master Ji to not celebrate with fireworks. How can he mourn him?

Yan Qiu's brow furrowed slightly, and he was full of doubts, so he subconsciously asked Ji Xinglan: "What's wrong with Yan Qiu?"

After hearing his words, Ji Xinglan froze, his eyes suddenly flashing a rather unpleasant look, and his eyes sharply looked at Yan Qiu.

Looking at his expression, Yan Qiu immediately reflected that he was wrong.

Even though Qiu couldn't be used to Ji Xinglan, but in the impression, he was mainly picking things up, and Ji Xinglan had never been angry.

But in the current situation, Ji Xinglan is really angry. The face was still pretty, but the coldness in the eyes was sharp enough to kill people.

Yan Qiu exclaimed in the bottom of his heart: No, he was black!

Yan Qiu wanted to run subconsciously, but Ji Xinglan did not give him this opportunity, nor did he know when he had got up from the chair and walked in front of him, grabbed his wrist, and pressed Yan Qiu to the wall.

Seeing Ji Xinglan's eyes hidden under the icy wind and rain, Yan Qiu narrowed his neck pitifully.

If there is no pheromone suppression, Yan Qiu is not afraid of him. He used to be indistinguishable from Ji Xinglan.

But this Omega's body instinct surrendered to Alpha, Yan Qiu was unable to move after Ji Xinglan held his wrist.

Seeing Ji Xinglan's face getting closer and closer, Yan Qiu used the power of breastfeeding and kicked his knee to the most vulnerable part of his abdomen with his knees——

The knee hit the lower abdomen accurately, but Ji Xinglan was still.

Yan Qiu shrugged back his legs in a pretentious manner, a slight embarrassment appeared on his face, and the scene fell into embarrassment.

Fuck. Yan Qiu scolded in his heart while grinning.

Why is he so weak!

If Ji Xinglan, the bastard, wanted to seize him, wouldn't he be able to resist!

Thinking of the leather collar just now, Yan Qiu raised goose bumps again. He pressed down the annoyance of his heart, unable to lose his momentum, raised his face, and stared back indifferently: "If you don't say it, don't say it, you're angry."

Ji Xinglan looked at him, his eyes dark and unclear, and there was no response. Yan Qiu thought he would do something, but the teenager looked at him for a while, his expression relaxed, and he let go of his wrist, which was so painful.

Yan Qiu rubbed his wrist and looked at his delicate skin with distress.

Just grab it and your wrists will be red.

Ji Xinglan stared at Yan Qiu, watching him rubbing his slender wrists, with a look of imperceptibility flashing in his eyes.

Xiaoqiu is very strange today.

This kind of strangeness is not like the strangeness that smashed the brain, but it seems that even the character has completely changed into another person.

A guy who is so stupid at ordinary times has even learned to knock on others' side and poke his counter scale.

Ji Xinglan glanced at Yan Qiu. Yan Qiu was sitting on the ground and rubbing his wrists. His sitting posture with his legs spread was more heroic than Alpha.

"I fucking, it hurts me to death. Are you violent!" Yan Qiu grinned as he rubbed his red wrist.

Ji Xinglan stared silently at Yan Qiu's words and seemed to think of something, even he didn't find it himself. His expression gradually softened a lot.

Only one person can talk to him in that attitude.

But that man is a arrogant Alpha, it is impossible to wear any rabbit ear slippers in this life.

Ji Xinglan recalled that he saw the pink pig-style Nene and suddenly shivered.

No matter from which point of view, this situation is terrible, okay.

The teenager calmed his emotions and said coldly:

"You broke your brain? Dare to make such a joke with me."

"I really amnesia." Yan Qiu sat down on the floor in despair, retorting, "Is it useful for you to say these things to a person with amnesia?"

"Don't play such tricks with me. Do you want to remind me every time that Qiu is gone?" Ji Xinglan glanced at him.

"... What happened to Yan Qiu?" Yan Qiu felt his nervous heartbeat and stopped his movements.

The teenager suddenly fell silent. From his look, things look bad.

Yan Qiu secretly regretted his thigh, and when he was done, he might have said the wrong thing again.

"You don't know Yanqiu, you are nervous what he does." Ji Xinglan narrowly asked with narrowed eyes.

"Uh ... I think he knows him well, and he might have known him before he lost his memory." Yan Qiu remembered that his question was full of loopholes and had to lie again casually.

Ji Xinglan didn't know whether to believe it or not, but unexpectedly did not get angry, but instead moved his thin lips and seriously answered his question.

"Yanqiu had a car accident six months ago." The sadness and hatred flashed in his eyes was so heavy that Yanqiu thought he was wrong. "I went to the cemetery early this morning to see him."

Yan Qiu frowned and looked at him. It turned out that he died six months ago.

This little O is estimated to have fallen downstairs and swallowed, so Yanqiu put it on him.

And Ji Xinglan was not here in the morning, but actually went to pay tribute to him, believing that he was a little conscience.

"Xiaoqiu." Ji Xinglan looked at someone suspiciously and called him awkwardly.

Yanqiu looked at his red eyes and snorted: "Why are you so intimate, I know you well?"

Ji Xinglan's eyes were flushed and his tone was still indifferent: "I think you really broke your brain. Isn't Xiaoqiu your own name."

Yan Qiu reacted this way. Ji Xinglan's fiancée's name was Xiaoqiu, and the housekeeper called it just now. He subconsciously thought that Ji Xinglan was calling himself.

Yan Qiu patted his head. I am passionate.

"My mother will come over in a while, don't tell her too much, just say you have amnesia."

At this time, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in. He brought in a cup of chicken broth and said that the old lady let the kitchen cook and put it carefully on the table.

"Oh, Master Xiaoqiu, the ground is cold, don't sit on the ground."

The butler lifted Yan Qiu sitting on the floor and brought him a cushion to let Yan Qiu sit on a chair and drink.

After Yan Qiu sat down, the butler handed him the spoon, and he was relieved.

The butler was entrusted by the old lady to take care of Master Xiaoqiu. He just noticed the movement inside at the door just now, listening to the bad situation, he quickly found an excuse to come in and prepare to pull.

If it is placed in peacetime, someone would dare to talk to the young master about the words of the young master, he will certainly be crazy, but this time, Ji Xinglan did not respond much.

The butler removed the tray and went out with confidence.

It happened that Qiu was also hungry, and scooped up a spoonful of soup to taste, the taste of the precious medicinal herbs was very strong.

In addition to the smell of medicinal herbs, there seems to be a slight sweetness in the air, but this taste is extremely light, and you can't smell it if you smell it carefully. Yan Qiu thought it was a fragrance, but did not pay much attention.

While holding a spoon for soup, he quietly took his eyes and stared at Ji Xinglan. He saw the other person sitting at the desk and looking at the computer intently. It seemed that the dispute was just his illusion.

All the servants in this villa avoided this fiancee. Yan Qiu did not know how he and Ji Xinglan knew each other, nor did they know the feelings between them.

Yan Qiu even vaguely felt that they were not familiar with each other, but he quickly excluded this strange conjecture.

It must be because of his abnormal behavior that Ji Xinglan was prepared for himself. Ji Xinglan has always been casual, how can he get engaged to someone he is not familiar with.

Yan Qiu buried his head and drank the soup. The chicken stewed badly without firewood. A thin layer of golden sesame oil floated on the fragrant soup. After drinking a cup of soup, Yan Qiu put down the spoon.

I don't know why, he feels that the sweet smell in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and he can't find the source, it seems that it was produced by himself.

Ji Xinglan also seemed to be affected by the fragrance, frowning slightly and looking at Yanqiu.

Against the light, Omega's slender lashes are thick like crow feathers, and his soft brown hair makes his skin extremely white and translucent. His beautiful eyes are steaming and misty. And desire to protect.

The moment Ji Xinglan's eyes touched Yan Qiu, his expression changed. His throat knot moved up and down, and a suppressed light flashed in his eyes:

"What about your restraining collar?"