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

Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention Ji Xinglan is so bullying.

Feeling revengeful, Yan Qiu stepped on his feet, viciously bit his soft lips, and bit down with his sharp teeth without hesitation.

It should be quite painful to have his lips bitten like this, but Ji Xinglan didn't have any special reaction, he didn't even hum, but just slid the hand on his shoulder to hold his arm, so as not to let him fall.

The flesh on his lips was delicate, and Yan Qiu was afraid that he would bite Ji Xinglan's lips too hard and bleed, and he would be stared at by other people with malicious intent.

While he was hesitating, the man had already pinched his jaw with one hand, deftly opened his teeth, and found a shy tip of his tongue.

This time, Yan Qiu not only failed to retaliate, but lost his wife and lost his army.

There was a scent of pheromone between his lips and teeth, Yan Qiu wiped his lips with the back of his hand in some frustration.

He stopped waving Ji Xinglan, bent down to pick up his underwear and quickly put it on, and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower.

Yan Qiu washed himself clean from the inside out, and the milky scent of the shower gel diluted the aggressive smell of Alpha pheromone.

After tidying himself up from head to toe, Yan Qiu went out with fluttering feet and picked up all the clothes that fell on the ground.

Ji Xinglan didn't take off her clothes in the first place, but after stripping Yan Qiu clean, she couldn't untie a single button. Now she casually pulled up her trousers, and with a leisurely smile on her lips, she leaned against the door and waited. Yan Qiu went downstairs together.

Yan Qiu went downstairs with two sore legs, never realizing that walking was such a difficult thing.

Yan Qiu suffered karma after a very happy nonsense just now.

He finally realized personally what it means to "can't get out of bed and can't walk".

Yan Qiu left two lines of tears of regret in his heart.

He's so silly, really.If he had known this would happen, he should have kicked Ji Xinglan out when he entered his room, and not messed around with him.

This bastard actually tied his hands with a scarf he wove himself, and blindfolded him.

Is this what people do?This old dog compares.

After the old days were over, Yan Qiu was the one who played the role of pulling up the ruthless scumbag, and after having a good time he was so sleepy that he fell asleep.On the contrary, Ji Xinglan kept kissing and hugging him tenderly, looking happy just to look at him.

Yan Qiu strongly suspected that this guy didn't bully others to vent, but just wanted to see his shy expression and make fun of himself.

What a hobby!

Not only has he never tried such a strange and shameful trick, but he has never tried walking directly on the ground.

When Yan Qiu stepped down the steps, his whole body felt dizzy as if suffering from hypoglycemia. The muscles and veins all over his body seemed to be pulled away, and his calves trembled like chaff when he walked.

Two straight and slender legs stepped on the solid wooden floor, as if walking on cotton, the whole person seemed to be flying into the air and gone with the wind.

The man seemed to have a lot of tricks when treating him, but he was very careful every time.Yan Qiu's pain was not very painful, but his legs were so soft that it was inconvenient to walk, he could only move step by step.

And the culprit of all this looked at his limping posture, and actually had a smile on his face.If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing to lose, Yan Qiu would really beat him.

Seeing Yan Qiu coming down the stairs sideways like a baby toddler, Ji Xinglan reached out to help him.

But as soon as he grabbed his arm, Yan Qiu resolutely shook his hand away.He came up stubbornly, so he didn't want Ji Xinglan to help him, he would rather go down the stairs slowly while holding on to the railing.

The rosy glow on Yan Qiu's face hadn't dissipated yet, his slightly red and swollen lips were slightly pursed, and the expression between his brows and eyes seemed to have been carefully sketched by a painter with extremely precious brushes and inks.

Two delicate eyebrows were stubbornly frowned, and the appearance of stumbling and walking was pitiful and cute.

Looking at his back, the man unconsciously showed a little helplessness in his eyes, and stepped forward to hug Yan Qiu.

"What are you doing?" Yan Qiu was taken aback, but the man firmly carried his princess down the stairs and kissed him on the forehead to apologize.

In fact, Yan Qiu didn't need his apology. In fact, he himself was quite willing to do this kind of thing, but it was really inconvenient to walk.

When Yan Qiu moved into the living room, Mrs. Ji was sitting in front of the coffee table holding a porcelain cup.As soon as she saw Yan Qiu walking over with a limp, she quickly put down the glass and cared about him: "Is your leg injured? Why are you limping when you walk? Come here, mom, have a look!"

How could Yan Qiu really let him see, he sat down on the other end of the sofa with an embarrassed face, trying not to show it.

"It's okay, I twisted it in the shower just now." Yan Qiu lied embarrassingly.

With his hands in his pockets, Ji Xinglan also sat down beside him, completely unaware of being the culprit, playing with the terminal on the sofa with his legs crossed, and resting his head on Yan Qiu's lap.

While Mrs. Ji looked away and picked up the teacup, Yan Qiu quietly lowered his head and twisted Ji Xinglan's arm with his teeth bared.

...

After finishing supper and going upstairs, Yan Qiu walked into his room without saying a word.

Seeing that Yan Qiu was going to sleep in a separate room with him again, Ji Xinglan's arrogance just now went somewhere, and she followed Yan Qiu's butt like a little eunuch, serving him tea, pouring water, rubbing his legs and squeezing his shoulders, reflecting on what he had committed. Bad marks.The man kissed him on the lips and helped him pull the quilt up.

"Didn't you yell very happily just now, I thought you liked it."

"Happy. Young master is finished, you can go." Angrily, Yan Qiu kicked him away and let him go back to his room, "I'm going to sleep now."

"Does it hurt?" The man's thick and beautiful eyelashes trembled under the light, and asked with concern, "Or I'll give you a medicine first."

Old Yan Qiu blushed, the unspeakable place was indeed still swollen.

"...I can do it myself."

Ji Xinglan didn't move: "Can you do it yourself?"

"Tsk, you care so much about me." Yan Qiu's cheeks burned up, and he buried his head in the soft pillow, "Okay, I'm really going to sleep, can you go now?"

Ji Xinglan said "um", but didn't obediently go out.Rusily, he started picking at the shopping bags they bought today, and took out the box of covers that Yan Qiu had just bought.

Yan Qiu saw that he still took it off, and was afraid that he would suffer another disaster: "You want to hang on?"

"Why do you have to go?" Ji Xinglan was full of joy and thought that he would not have to sleep on the sofa today, but he didn't expect Yan Qiu to be so determined.

He shook the thing in his hand: "Doesn't this mean..."

"You're overthinking, it's called planning ahead." Yan Qiu said indifferently, "The one-month deadline hasn't passed yet, so do what you say. You still have to sleep on the sofa tonight."

"No," Ji Xinglan said earnestly, still playing tricks on him, "Tonight is Christmas Eve."

"What's wrong with Christmas Eve?" Yan Qiu avoids him reaching out to touch his face and hands, gnashing his teeth, "Christmas Eve and you must sleep on the sofa for me today, so we don't conflict."

He was about to be tortured to death by the bastard just now, and it was kind enough not to give him another two months.

Ji Xinglan had already sat down by the bed, put his head on Yan Qiu's shoulder, kissed his neck, and explained solemnly: "It is said that on the day before Christmas, which is Christmas Eve, there will be a wild man with a white beard and red clothes. A man broke into your room at night, and then on your bedside..."

Yan Qiu's forehead twitched, suppressing the anger in his heart, he got up and grabbed the guy by his collar and threw him outside the door.

What a wild man, who can be wilder than Ji Xinglan.

Yan Qiu's waist still hurts!

The door closed with a bang, and Yan Qiu clapped his hands.

Finally clean.

...

Yan Qiu turned off the light and lay on the bed, the shameful pain made it difficult for him to sleep.

Obviously I have experienced it many times, this time I don't know if it is because of the posture, but now the pain is extremely severe.

Yan Qiu turned over and held the pillow in his arms.It's not that he doesn't want to sleep with Ji Xinglan, but this guy's energy is too scary, and he won't be on the same channel.

In the darkness, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak".

The cold night wind rushed in.Seeing the light coming in from the corridor, Yan Qiu suddenly became alert, and the drowsiness that had arisen just now disappeared.

He was startled, grabbed the pillow in his hand, and called out tentatively, "Ji Xinglan?"

No one should.

No one seemed to come in after the door opened.

Yan Qiu panicked immediately, and he didn't know whether the door was not closed properly or someone pushed it open.

Damn, no way.Is there really a Santa Claus?

Yan Qiu weighed it, and quietly grabbed the terminal from the penetration to touch the emergency alarm button, then raised his hand carefully, and pressed the ceiling light switch on the wall——

The room was instantly brightly lit, Yan Qiu narrowed his stinging eyes, and looked at the large black shadow by the door.

The burglar didn't see it, but saw Ji Xinglan swaggering into his room dragging a single sofa.

"..." Yan Qiu's mouth twitched.

Let him sleep on the sofa, why did this guy move the sofa in?

Really genius?

Ji Xinglan was also a little surprised when he was found sneaking in late at night.But since he was discovered, he simply swaggered and dragged the sofa in and placed it beside Yan Qiu's bed.

Looking at the man who was sitting on the sofa as if he was going to make a home here, the veins on Yan Qiu's forehead twitched, and he finally couldn't bear it and gave him an ultimatum.

"I'll give you three seconds to go outside with me and the sofa."

But three seconds later, neither Ji Xinglan nor the sofa went out.

In the blink of an eye, after he had completed a series of difficult movements such as throwing off the quilt and jumping onto the bed, raising his hand to turn off the light and hugging Yan Qiu from behind, he kissed him on the neck contentedly. "Good night."

"You fucking..." Being hugged from behind, Yan Qiu couldn't push him at all, completely passive.

But no matter how he pushed, Ji Xinglan closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but refused to let go. "Sleep, I won't touch you, really."

The man was held in his arms, and his whole body was wrapped in pheromones. Yan Qiu recalled the scene just now, and swallowed uneasily.

This guy is the best at playing, Yan Qiu doesn't know which of his sentences are true and which is false, and how dare he trust him.

"Next time, if it hurts you, just say so. I think it's okay if you don't say anything... Otherwise, I wouldn't be willing to touch you." The man caressed his back, pressed his forehead against Yan Qiu's soft nape, muttered so.

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