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

The crowd in the supermarket was crowded, and Ji Xinglan was afraid that they would be squeezed away by the flow of people, so she held Yan Qiu's hand bright and upright.

Yan Qiu was still not very used to doing this in public, and shyly shrank his neck into the scarf, but did not refuse.

His body temperature is low, and his hands are a bit cold. But the hand that Alpha used to hold him was warm and dry. The five-finger slenderness was very strong. He carefully grabbed Yan Qiu's hand and hid it in his pocket.

In this way, the two were almost completely attached when walking side by side. Yan Qiu could only follow his steps as much as possible, feeling that the place where the two hands were holding was gradually warming up.

As the top Alpha, although he usually does not release pheromones as much as possible, the inadvertently leaked gas field can still affect nearby A and O.

Everyone looked around according to their feelings, and at a glance, they could see an Alpha standing on the shelf with a very sharp appearance. It seemed to be a military student. There was some kind of upright and proud gesture among the crowd. To.

Alpha, who knew at first glance that the arrogant of heaven was not good at speaking, even carefully took the Omega's hand next to him and put his hand directly into his pocket to warm it.

Encountering such high-quality Alpha, the passing Omega and Beta naturally couldn't help but look a few more times, but they didn't dare to make a blatant attempt to see that he already had Omega.

Looking far away, the checkout team is getting longer and longer. In order to save time, Yan Qiu went to the shelf to find snacks and ordered Ji Xinglan to get milk from the freezer.

Yan Qiu touched his hair: "You stand here and don't move, I'll buy some jars of potato chips."

But five minutes later, when he returned with a pile of snacks, he noticed that Ji Xinglan was already standing in front of a girl, and the two were talking, standing very close.

The girl's back was long and fluttering, and at first glance it was the goddess. She was wearing short skirts, leggings and leather boots in such a cold winter.

Yan Qiu narrowed his eyes. He just walked away for a while, who was Ji Xinglan accused of?

Okay, I ask you to stand here and do n’t move around, did n’t let you go to the sister!

Although knowing that it shouldn't, Yan Qiu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and his pace became heavier.

But when he looked closer, the discomfort in his heart suddenly disappeared.

He found that standing opposite Ji Xinglan was an old acquaintance.

Yo, isn't this Lin Wei?

Lin Wei and Ji Xinglan stood next to the freezer and talked, Yan Qiu suddenly emerged from the back, pouring all the things in her arms into the shopping cart.

Lin Wei didn't seem to be surprised when she saw Yan Qiu, and even smiled lightly, shaking her head at him.

They politely greeted each other, and Lin Wei knew that he would stay here again because he wouldn't be too boring to look at people, and soon waved goodbye and went to the checkout counter.

Yanqiu looked at her makeup today as if she was going to be dating.

When Lin Wei left, he said nothing, dragged the shopping cart and followed the cashier, but it was in the opposite direction to Lin Wei.

Ji Xinglan quickly followed, grabbed the shopping cart from Yanqiu, and explained sincerely with his face:

"I have nothing to do with Lin Wei."

After a few words with Lin Wei, after being seen by Yan Qiu, the little guy suddenly refused to talk to him.

Finished, the baby is jealous. Master Ji suddenly felt annoyed and had to explain to him.

"Well." Yan Qiu's face was expressionless.

"You know, I always like you." Ji Xinglan said again.

"Oh." Yan Qiu still had no expression.

"We really met by accident just now. I don't know that she is here." Ji Xinglan looked at Yan Qiu without saying a word. He felt that the situation was serious and he had to explain it to him, so he suddenly grabbed Yan Qiu's wrist.

Yan Qiuyun looked at him lightly, and then at the wrist that was grabbed by him, "Oh" without a trace.

He thought: I know.

"Aren't you curious about what we said?" Seeing Yan Qiu still didn't want to ignore him, Master Ji refused to give up.

"No," Yan Qiu answered honestly.

What else can there be.

How did Master Ji Ji of the primary school secretly fall in love with his own desires? All these have been shaken out by Lin Wei.

Why should he be jealous?

Yan Qiu said nothing, but for his lukewarm performance, some people presumptuously believed that he was jealous, and kissed him favorably when no one noticed, and squeezed his hand. : "Don't be angry, okay."

"I'm not angry." Yan Qiu felt baffled, and finally couldn't hold his smile.

"..." the man asked strangely. "Aren't you jealous?"

Yan Qiu frowned: "I eat your vinegar."

"Last time I said two things to Lin Wei, and you ignored me all day. What happened today, so generous?" Then, Ji Xinglan used his fingertips to hook his chin.

"Two sentences?" Yan Qiu leaned his head away from his hand and glared at him, "Well, do you say two sentences? The time and effort to accept the words have been accepted. If I don't watch, will I wait for the child?" It ’s all— "

"Nothing." Ji Xinglan grabbed his hand and explained to him seriously, "I confiscated that love letter. It wasn't you who gave it, and I didn't want it."

"Really?" Yan Qiu said suspiciously.

"Really." Ji Xinglan definitely nodded and squeezed his face. "So you little vinegar was so angry last time, why didn't you jealous this time? Is it—"

"I eat your vinegar." Yan Qiu scolded.

When the two stood at the front desk to check out, Ji Xinglan took Yan Qiu's hand and thrust his hand into his pocket.

Yan Qiubai looked aside boringly, and saw that the small shelf next to the cash register was full of sets. What was super thin, what spiral, there were all kinds of styles that I had never heard of.

Before being given to him by Master Ji, Yan Qiu was a straight and innocent little man. It would be embarrassing to look at these things, but now he even looked up generously and secretly took a box and dropped it into the shopping cart .

If they have n’t bought this stuff, then Ji Xinglan ’s words will have to be flattered.

No, plan ahead.

Master Ji, who quietly looked at Yan Qiu, had a full view of his every move. He didn't say a word, but the corner of his mouth evoked an imperceptible arc.

Could this be the Christmas gift that Yan Qiu sent him?

Then he quite likes it.

...

On Christmas Eve that night, despite the fact that there were only three people in the house today, excluding the servant, Mrs. Ji arranged a large Christmas tree with colorful lights in the living room.

The string of colored lights projected on the wall, and there was even a small elk-shaped shadow in the middle, which flickered and changed with the direction of the light and shadow.

Yanqiu and they had dinner with Mrs. Ji, who had not seen them for two weeks. Mrs. Ji is a mixed race, and Christmas has always been a very important holiday for their family.

She has always been a very passionate woman, and even if no one appreciates, she will arrange everything that is full of festival atmosphere.

The melody of Christmas songs is constantly flowing in the stereo, and the restaurant is full of prepared dinners.

At the dining table, Mrs. Ji mentioned with a smile, and Ji Xinglan's father would visit them next month.

"You haven't seen each other before, but don't worry, he also wants to see his daughter-in-law."

"Sister-in-law" Yan Qiu was eating a special meal without any burden. Suddenly, the hand holding the knife and fork suddenly felt a thin layer of sweat in the palm of his hand.

I have to say that he was a little nervous.

Yan Qiu lived to the age of nineteen and had never seen a big man like Ji Nai. He had personally seen the highest-ranking principal in his life, followed by their beloved director Yang.

Yan Qiu silently put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He glanced at Ji Xinglan quietly.

Ji Xinglan asked a few words about his father's current situation, and he didn't seem to have any special reaction. After eating calmly, he talked to Mrs. Ji in the living room about academic matters.

Before eight o'clock, he took Yan Qiu upstairs.

As soon as he returned to the room, the man seemed to be in a good mood, and he threw Yan Qiu impatiently.

The two tumbling in bed for a while, and Qiu defeated to beg for mercy.

The man looked at him from a condescending position and asked proudly, "Is there any gift for me."

"No," Yan Qiu said, holding his hands in his hands, stubbornly raising his face.

"No?" Hearing this answer, Ji Xinglan seemed a little disappointed.

Seeing his frustrated expression, Qiu suddenly smiled and pushed him away: "You lied to you."

Yan Qiu took out a carton from his bag and handed it to him.

"Now, Merry Christmas. This is for you. After receiving my gift, you can't bully me."

Some of the scarves he woven himself couldn't get it out, so he quietly bought a gift for Ji Xinglan, and made a trick for the prince to change the tan cat.

"What is it?" Master Ji, such a big Alpha, was as coaxing as a child. When Qiu Qi said there was a gift, he was happy.

"It's a scarf." Yan Qiu smiled as he opened the carton.

"Did you knit a scarf for me?" Ji Xinglan looked at the scarf lying in the box with a surprised and surprised expression.

Yan Qiu knitted a scarf for him! This is a holy thing! He can finally raise his eyebrows and exhale in front of those dog abusers!

"……Yup."

Yan Qiu nodded. He did weave, although not this one.

Ji Xinglan looked very happy, kissed Yan Qiu's shoulder and kissed him, then pulled the scarf out.

Yan Qiu's scarf knit by himself, he should take a good look.

The black and white scarf looks pretty and the fabric is very soft, but Ji Xinglan just glanced at it, and the expression suddenly sank:

"Is this what you woven?"

Having said this, Yan Qiu could only "huh" with a guilty conscience.

"You woven?" Ji Xinglan shook the scarf away and asked him vigorously.

"You mean, did you hand-knit a Hermes cashmere scarf for me?"

The author has something to say:

Don't hurry to urge the medical report, let Lan Lan enjoy this last happy time QAQ