The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Chapter 82

On No. 20 days of living together with Qi Jiu again, Yan Shiqing felt that everything was fine.

Fingers touched intentionally, eyes collided inadvertently, breath was intertwined with each other's smell, Qi Jiu was so focused on the script that he didn't have time to measure the distance between the two.

He will use the most serious attitude and the softest tone, call him Yanyan, and sit with him to study every scene.

The weather was very hot, and sometimes the two of them deliberately did not turn on the air conditioner, so they sat on the backyard porch and ate watermelon in the evening when the evening wind was blowing.

Watermelon is sweet, so is Qi Jiu.

Yan Shiqing felt that everything was fine.

Some hasty nights are left in the corner of memory, they are moving forward on the right path, they will get better and better, and they cannot repeat the same mistakes——

At least Yan Shiqing thought so.

Qi Jiu was going to take a makeup photo three days later, and Yan Shiqing had other plans this day, and was invited to drink tea by an old director, and by the way, chat about the movie that the other party started at the end of the year.

The dog days are unbelievably irritable, and the high temperature near the ground has vaguely distorted the space. This is a heavy August.

Aunt Liu sent some peaches from her hometown, and Qi Jiu couldn't finish it, so she made some fruit tea and frozen it, and when the two assistants came, they each handed a bottle.

"Do you still drink?" Qi Jiu specifically asked Yan Shiqing before leaving, "There are still some in the refrigerator, and those with smiley face stickers are low-sugar."

He is dressed very summer today, wearing a polo fir with a round collar, and the tip of his hair sticks up from the edge of his peaked cap.

It was his first time to take a makeup photo, and he was a little too excited. With his clothes, he really looked like a high school student who just graduated.

After seeing Yan Shiqing shaking his head, Qi Jiu hopped out the door.

After half a minute, he ran back quickly, put his hand on the door frame, and leaned into most of his body: "I almost forgot to say goodbye!"

His eyes were shining brightly, his bare skin was dazzled by the sun, and he showed a big smile to Yan Shiqing: "I will be back soon, and you should be careful on the way out later."

Yan Shiqing's heart was as soft as Qi Jiu's tone.

He rubbed the tips of his ears to cover up, taking it for granted that there was no reason for things to go bad.

Qi Jiu will have a meal with the other leading actors of the film crew at night, and Yan Shiqing only saw this news when he finished socializing around six o'clock.

At that time, he had already said goodbye to the old director, and before he left, he picked some sweet snacks from the teahouse to take home to Qi Jiu.

The waiter came here with a package of grapefruit tea, taking small steps.

Yan Shiqing took back his mobile phone, pointed with his chin to the cow-like decoration not far away, and asked, "Is that for sale?"

The waiter shook his head in panic and helplessness.

Yan Shiqing grabbed the chubby cow's head to look carefully, stared at Niu Zhima's big eyes for a long time, and finally put it down sullenly and got into the car.

Guan Ju watched the whole thing silently, scratched his head and found two words to comfort him: "Teacher Yan, let's just say...Xiao Jiu might not care."

Yan Shiqing only glanced at her lightly: "When did you start calling him Xiao Jiu?"

Guan Ju shrank his head and fell silent.

She always felt that something was wrong with Yan Shiqing today, but before she could figure it out, Yan Shiqing suddenly asked the driver to stop the car.

She and the driver looked at each other, and saw Yan Shiqing get out of the car with long legs, strode to the flower shop by the street, and carefully selected champagne roses.

He wanted to pick one by one, tied a full bunch, and went to the cake shop to buy the most beautiful four-inch cake with his chin propped up.

Guan Ju was dumbfounded and got out of the car with a headache to follow him.

Noticing her approaching, Yan Shiqing pointed and asked solemnly: "Do you think he will like it?"

Guan Ju: "...Well, it should be."

She couldn't figure it out, flowers were blooming everywhere and cakes were sold everywhere, yet Yan Shiqing wanted to stop here.

It started from the teahouse, as if he wanted to give Qi Jiu all the things along the way back.

Besides, Qi Jiu couldn't eat these high-calorie foods at all, and Yan Shiqing didn't seem to think about it at all.

She always has an outrageous sense of unreality. After joining Yan Shiqing's studio for two years, she knows how calculating and efficient this man is, and how clumsy he is when it comes to dating.

She pressed her temples, simply didn't think too much, just performed the work of her assistant, reached out her hand to help Yan Shiqing lift it, but was easily dodged by the other party.

And he looked fierce, frowning, as if he thought Guan Ju was going to grab him.

Guan Ju was speechless: "...No, I—"

Remnant clouds enveloped the setting sun, and the sultry heat of summer attacked every pore of the body.

Yan Shiqing felt that it was probably due to the weather, otherwise how could he be so irritable and outrageous that he didn't even want to listen to the other party's words.

His whole heart seemed to be roughly covered by someone, and he glanced at the things he had just bought strangely, a little dullly, sniffling the tip of his nose, and interrupted her suddenly: "Did you just drink the fruit tea made by Qi Jiu?"

Guan Ju was momentarily at a loss for words, and shook his head blankly: "No."

Click.

The exquisitely packaged cake box fell to the ground just now, but Yan Shiqing didn't protect it.

There was a sudden sharp pain in the back of his neck, and he broke out in a sudden cold sweat, which forced him to press down on the gland to try to reduce the pain.

He rubbed his cheeks, and the sweet smell in his throat almost drowned out his reason, and then asked hoarsely, "...what is the smell of your pheromone."

Guan Ju wears a neck ring, and chooses to use a lot of blockers every time he travels. He has never let his own smell disturb others.

She didn't know what happened to Yan Shiqing today, but she was overwhelmed at this moment, and instinctively replied stiffly: "Water, peach."

Yan Shiqing actually couldn't even hear these three words clearly.

While the other party was talking, he realized what was about to happen to him, and pinched the gland with his fingertips fiercely, so that he could maintain a little reason in the pain.

It hurts very much, the whole body hurts, and the root of the ear hurts like it has been numb.

The glands leave crescent-shaped nail marks that are as dark as oozing blood.

Yan Shiqing's temples throbbed violently. Taking advantage of the last bit of sobriety brought about by the pain, he gritted his teeth and ran back to the car, taking out an inhibitor from the trunk.

A full box, only the last few left, Yan Shiqing's hands have shown the unique fluff of rabbits, restricting his movements.

He pulled out the protective cover with his mouth, and inserted the needle into his gland accurately without hesitation!

It was really painful, so painful that a white light flashed in front of my eyes, and my brain went blank for two or three seconds.

Even though Yan Shiqing had done this countless times, he still couldn't help but groan slightly.

The glass protective cover was bitten by him, and the shards scratched the base of his tongue, and there was a disgusting fishy smell in his mouth.

The scene in front of him was covered with pixel-like black spots, but Yan Shiqing's eyes were flushed, panting heavily, as if he just knew he should breathe now.

The sense of smell was surprisingly keen, and the other sensory systems finally gradually recovered. Guan Ju's voice was faintly transmitted to him as if separated by a layer of fog.

In a short period of time, she realized that Yan Shiqing's susceptibility period had advanced, and as an omega, she didn't dare to approach, so she ordered the driver very quickly: "Hurry up and take him home, what did you hear about him on the road?" Do not stop at all orders, lock him up as soon as you get home."

"No matter what he says, you don't care, just tell him repeatedly that you can see Qi Jiu when you go home." Guan Ju's thighs were trembling, and he was almost unable to stand still due to the strong bitter tea smell, so he had to lean against the car. Support yourself on the window, "I will explain to Mr. Zhou and Xiao Jiu, you should take him away quickly."

Yan Shiqing's body temperature was rising rapidly, and this time the inhibitor didn't even last for 30 seconds.

His glands seemed to be burning, his eye sockets were hot, and the moan from his throat seemed to be choked.

He saw his limbs grow comical, the skin covered in fluff, the summer heat accentuated.

Before the last bit of sobriety was swallowed up, Yan Shiqing struggled to make the last request:

"I want Qi Jiu."