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

There are many people basking in the sun in the park. On weekends, there are many children playing snowball fights, screaming and running around.

Taking advantage of Ji Xinglan's inattention, Yan Qiu pulled a little snow from the bushes beside the road, squeezed it into a ball in his hand, and stuffed it into his collar without warning, and then laughed at him.

Pushing him down on the snow, cold hands reaching in from his neck, Qiu hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Who told you not to wear a scarf." Yan Qiu Zhenzhen said, "If you wear a scarf and snowball, you can't throw it in."

The man pinched his face with cool hands: "You don't knit me."

"Wonderful thinking, I am not your mother." Yan Qiu patted his hand, rubbed his arm and walked forward. "If you really want, I will buy you a pile of wool and weave it yourself."

...

Despite the saying, after lying in bed after the shower that night, Yan Qiu found that his hand was still out of the control of his brain, so he opened the search engine and entered the word "how to weave a scarf".

He found a variety of styles. He picked a simple scarf that looked the simplest and clicked in for a while.

It's hard, and it's annoying. It's not a rash thing for a straight guy.

After patiently looking at it for a while, Yan Qiu finally threw the terminal impatiently, lying half dead on the bed, and a small white face was buried in the pillow.

He lay motionless for a while, trying to completely dispel the idea of ​​knitting sweaters. But when he thought of giving him a scarf to Ji Xinglan, he might have kissed him happily, Yan Qiu raised his face reluctantly, grabbed the terminal to send a message to Xie Yu, and asked him to bring some wool and a sweater next week.

Hearing this command, Xie Yu also felt curious. "Dad, what are you doing? Knitting a sweater?"

"It's not a sweater, I'll give Ji Xinglan a scarf."

"..."

Oh, not to knit sweaters.

—Wait, knitting a scarf? !

On the other side of the screen, Xie Yu was so shocked that his chin almost fell off.

I went, what did this surname Ji give his father?

...

Although Xie Yu was shocked, his father still had to listen. He bought yarn **** and needles according to Yan Qiu's request. The aunt of the store and Xie Yu's mother were very familiar. He also gave him a pair of middle-aged and elderly embroidered insoles in red and green styles. Is very thick and embroidered with a big red peony is extremely festive.

While taking a lunch break, Yan Qiu slipped quietly to the roof to find Xie Yu.

Xie Yu had quietly packed the yarn and needles in a plastic bag, and when he handed it to Yanqiu, he murmured, "What kind of sweater are weaving? How troublesome, you give him the insole."

"Huh, the insole is okay." Yan Qiu frowned, throwing his hand over the bag, and the insole was thrown back into Xie Yu's arms. "I shouldn't have much trouble knitting a scarf."

Yan Qiu rolled the bag and hid it in his arms, glanced roughly, and suddenly noticed what the little genius mother and baby store printed on the plastic bag Xie Yu gave him, and asked him smoothly: "Your bag Where did it come from. "

"My aunt just gave birth to a little sister." Xie Yu scratched his head and said, "What's wrong, interested in maternal and child supplies?"

As soon as the words fell, the two were silent for a moment, and they both thought of the pregnancy test strip.

Thinking of this, Xie Yu looked even more angry than Yan Qiu himself, and snorted hard from his nose: "Damn, he's a surname Ji is a wedding dog! Look I don't treat him ..."

"Forget it, I have punished him fiercely." Yan Qiu grabbed the excited Xie Yu and had to comfort him in turn.

"How was it punished?"

Xie Yu stared at Yan Qiu expectantly.

The surname Ji is shameless. Xie Yu couldn't beat him up, so he wanted to hear Yan Qiu talk and relieve his heart.

"I, punish him ..." But Qiu's tongue was a little knotted. "Sleep the floor for a month."

"What ?!" Xie Yu's eyes widened even more than he heard Qiu Zhi sweater. He was distressed, knowing that his dad must have been lured by this guy again, "How come I slept for a month on the floor? It's almost the same as putting two cacti in his crotch and doing two thousand more push-ups!"

"Cough," Yan Qiu looked at Xie Yu, who had a fierce speech, to explain that he wasn't that ridiculous, and said daringly, "Of course, more than that! I asked him to give me one more time."

… Just failed.

But when Xie Yu heard it, her eyes lit up!

"what!"

"How to get on, how to get on, tell me quickly!" Xie Yu's expression was excited, rubbing his hands excitedly, ready to wash his ears and listen.

His father is his father. The sword is not old, the golden gun will not fall!

An Omega beeped Alpha, that's really a fighting chicken in Omega! Fucking Ji Xinglan, you also have today, let you be a little hahaha!

"Uh, that's right," Yan Qiu was guilty and his eyes were floating, "That's how it was."

Although I didn't hear the detailed process, Xie Yu already used his imagination to make up the brain. The feeling of revenge is beyond excitement.

Just ask what could be more ashamed than an Alpha being buzzed by its own Omega! Pain, despair, tremble, cheat the wedding dog!

"Did he cry?" Xie Yu asked excitedly.

All of this has been blown out, and Yan Qiu was afraid of being able to carry it, so he had to follow his words: "Of course, crying, crying so badly, keep begging me."

Xie Yu was still excited, and the whole person was flying like he was flying freely.

Yan Qiu lowered his head guilty, not daring to speak.

This is a big deal, if Ji Xinglan is heard, he will not be finished.

Xie Yu did not know that Yan Qiu was purely nonsense and admired his father's heroic deeds.

Although he is annoying Ji Xinglan, this young master is also a top Alpha anyway, and he can beep the top Alpha, that is not the top of the top!

Xie Yu was still pestering Yan Qiu to ask this question, but Yan Qiu was very perfunctory, ah, ah, he couldn't tell him to shut up.

Suddenly, Xie Yu shut her mouth abruptly like a telepathy.

Yan Qiu raised his head in surprise, thinking that his wish had come true, but unexpectedly Xie Yu shouted behind him and rolled up his sleeve excitedly:

"--Yo, Ji Xinglan."

Yan Qiu just thought that Xie Yu was lying to him, but when he turned around, the man standing behind them expressionlessly was not Ji Xinglan. Qiu was so terrified that his tongue froze.

Xie Yu was still excited, Ji Xinglan sent the door to make him laugh, he rolled up his sleeves and greeted him: "Hey, Ji Xinglan, you can still walk down, your waist does not hurt-hissing-

Yan Qiu looked at something bad and quickly twisted Xie Yu's arm, signaling him to shut up.

Staring at him, Xie Yu shut her mouth obediently. He patted Yan Qiu's shoulder, gave him a thumbs-up, and said in a lip, "Dad, awesome!" Then he put his hands in his pockets and swayed away.

When Ji Xinglan passed by, he gave him a glare.

Yan Qiu failed to hold Xie Yu in time, so he was left alone in the same place, facing Ji Xinglan alone.

The man stood in front of Yan Qiu with his hands in his pockets, his face was expressionless, but the atmosphere between the two was not quite right. Seeing the corner of the man's lips provoking a ridiculous arc, he stood in front of him impartially and blocked the way.

He did not know how much Ji Xinglan had heard, or whether he had all heard it.

Xie Yu didn't feel the Shura field that was gradually condensing behind, and had already jumped downstairs.

The sky was empty and there was no one else, no bird hair.

Yan Qiu looked at the man with his hands in his pockets, striding forward with his long legs, and stepped closer to him, one step closer, and he was scared to take a step back and another step back.

In this way, the enemy moved in and out, and the enemy moved back and forth and constantly shifted positions.

Finally, Yan Qiu's back slammed into the handrail and had to stop. With no way back, he glanced back at his neck.

On the rooftop on the fourth floor, everyone looked down like an ant, and it would have been half-killed if he fell down without dying.

He was afraid of height sickness again, as if he was hit by a vertigo skill, dizzy for a while, regardless of the distance away from the railing. But as soon as he took a step forward, he knocked down Ji Xinglan, and it looked like he was deliberately throwing his arms around him.

Too fucking.

Don't lose face in front of the brother, Yan Qiu blew that kind of cowhide, and at this moment he dared not look at him humbly. Ji Xinglan put his hand on the railing, trapped Yan Qiu between him and the railing, and then bowed his head slightly to him.

"What did you say to Xie Yu." The man's long eyelashes flickered, staring at Yan Qiu deeply, "I can hear it all."

"No." Yan Qiu grasped the railing tightly with both hands, and his fingertips were so white that he was embarrassed.

"Huh?" The man stared at him meaningfully, flicked his forehead back with his hands, and then patted his hot face: "Plain for no reason, bad for me?"

"..." Yan Qiu didn't dare to say anything.

"I'm crying, can I cry so badly?" Ji Xinglan didn't take it easy: "How do I remember the people who cried and cried every night, not me?"

Ji Xinglan reached out to say Qiu's chin, but suddenly felt his legs shaking, and immediately frowned.

"What are you afraid of?" He was a bit crying and laughing, and then he sighed and released him, "We all ..."

But he just stepped back and Yan Qiu followed him. He glanced at where Yan Qiu had just stood, and touched his back to comfort him: "Are you afraid of height again?"

"..." Yan Qiu didn't answer.

"Then you still stand there bravely?" Ji Xinglan touched his back and just hugged him downstairs. "Aren't you a school bully, or Alpha, why are you afraid of height?"

Yan Qiu buried his face on his shoulder, his head was a little dizzy, and his voice was muffled: "... Whoever says school bully can't be afraid of height."

Ji Xinglan didn't tear him through, and at the angle that Yan Qiu couldn't see, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes.

What kind of school bully is a boy who is afraid of heights who never jumps in line. This little thing is so hard-hearted and soft-hearted that it loves no one but loves bravery more than anyone else.

When Ji Xinglan hugged him down, there was a class at the staircase leading to prepare to go down to the physical education class.

At first glance Ji Xinglan took Yan Qiu down from the upstairs, and screaming suddenly sounded one after another.

Although both of them had known their adultery, no one knew it, but Yan Qiu was still embarrassed. He had to bury his face in Ji Xinglan's collar like an ostrich, and refused to raise his head.

Yan Qiu sadly bit the man's shoulder.

It's going to die, and the love affairs of their rooftop secret meeting will spread again in the south and north.