mismatch pheromone

Chapter 72

Yu Jinghai rushed all the way back to the dormitory, the speed was extremely fast, which put a lot of pressure on his inconvenient left leg. When he opened the dormitory door and entered the room, his legs and feet felt a little painful, but he accidentally staggered.

Shi Yan was still laying on the bed chatting with his girlfriend voice, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head with a groan.

"Old Yu, why did you come back so early? Didn't you go to find Xiao Zhou? I thought you had to burn firewood at Xiao Zhou's place tonight... Don't you have the key to enter Xiao Zhou's house? You are willing to come back during the holiday... ..."

Hearing the roommate's babble, Yu Jinghai's head hurts, and the endless name made him even more angry.

Yu Jinghai rushed fast, dragged to his bed, sat down with a bang, ripped off his T-shirt violently and recklessly.

He was bare-chested, with one hand on his knees, and the other wrinkled the black T-shirt.

Seeing his angry appearance, Shi Yan took another serious look at the clothes he had ravaged, and couldn't help but be filled with wonder.

Baby Yu Jinghai usually likes this clothes very much. She has to wear them once every two days, and she wears them most frequently.

"What are you doing here? Are you venting your anger on the clothes? Don't you like wearing this suit the most? Are you afraid of getting damaged?"

Yu Jinghai still didn't talk to each other, exerted a lot of strength with his hands, tightly gripped his T-shirt, and stared down fiercely.

Suddenly, with a flick of his hand, he threw the crumpled T-shirt into the trash can beside the bed.

"It's really worn out?" Shi Yandun was surprised, "I said you have to wear it out, wear it once every two days, no matter how good the quality of the clothes are, they won't be able to hold up, isn't it just worn out? Big anger... are you in a susceptible period?"

Yu Jinghai lay on the bed directly, pulled up the quilt, and nestled against the wall.

"...You're playing with your temper." Shi Yan has the suffocating virtue of Brother Zhenwuyu, so he knows that sulking will not suffocate you to death.

"Don't you have some awkward conflict with Xiao Zhou again?"

Shi Yan was worried like he was nagging, his brother used to be very stable, only when fighting, he would stand up and be a little rough.

But since meeting Zhou Xi, her mood has fluctuated greatly.

Now when he guesses the reason, he always guesses at Zhou Xi's side, and he is often close to ten, and he can't be wrong.

"Old Yu, you won't do something stupid to offend Mao Xiaozhou again, right? One month is coming, I advise you to take it easy, if you want to renew the contract..."

He earnestly warned his brothers that elders must have tempers, but if they play with their wives, they will end up finding fault for themselves.

What's more, Yu Jinghai has always been coaxing and caring for Zhou Xi, and he really praises Zhou Xi highly, even more so.

Yu Jinghai was facing the wall, clutching the quilt, the veins on his arms were full, and he stood up to the scorching fire in his heart and the lingering confusion.

Shi Yan's words got into his ears, and he felt even more confused, couldn't help but gritted his teeth and muttered, "What did I do wrong... Ah Xi, did you get provoked by me and feel dissatisfied with me... If you have something to say, why don't you say it?"

The month of trial dating is coming soon, he has been working hard and performing better, he dare not recruit Zhou Xi at all, he follows Zhou Xi in everything...

"...Is this not enough? What do you want me to do? What do you think? Did you think about breaking up with me in advance?"

Yu Jinghai gritted his teeth fiercely, thinking of the end, he was terrified, confused, annoyed and resentful.

He didn't dare to ask clearly, for he was afraid that if he asked, his relationship with Zhou Xi would end that day.

He didn't understand at all, and his mind was full of thoughts about Zhou Xi's appearance when he was close to him.

Zhou Xi clearly really relied on him, and was obedient in all kinds of softness, let him chew, let him rub, let him hug, no matter what he did, Zhou Xi would be obedient.

She even kissed him proactively and teased him...

Just thinking about it makes his legs stiffen.

Opening eyes and closing eyes is all about Zhou Xi, opening eyes is Zhou Xi's smile, closing eyes is Zhou Xi's panting.

He liked it so much that his whole body trembled, his throat was itchy, and his heart could beat wildly all night long.

He could feel that his feelings for Zhou Xi had grown deeper, deeper than before.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to be separated, he wanted to go on, he wanted Zhou Xi to be his for the rest of his life, he wanted Zhou Xi to be his for the rest of his life, he wanted his body, and his heart was full of him, and he couldn't think about other people.

Yu Jinghai was bombarded by chaotic emotions, his forehead hurt, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep exhaustedly. Before falling asleep, he rubbed his lips unwillingly and muttered.

"Ah Xi, what on earth are you thinking? Why are you willing to pretend to be me in your heart? Ken really loves me for the rest of my life..."

Zhou Xi has a strong sense of time. She told her little nephew that she would not be home until twelve o'clock, but it was indeed almost twelve o'clock when she got home.

The leader of the language group has a lot of things to do. After the meeting, even if he has been really busy all day, his eyelids are so tired.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard his nephew chirping, and he knew he was playing a game.

Seeing him coming back, Qin Mu hurriedly called him: "Ah Xi hurry up, hurry up, finally someone can cure this little bastard, I've been fighting with him all night, I can't hold back anymore..."

After speaking, Qin Mu dropped the handle and hurried into the bathroom.

Zhou Xi walked slowly into the living room, criticized a few words helplessly, told Qu Zixian to wash up and go to bed early, and was not allowed to stay up late at his house.

Qu Zixian often stayed at his uncle's house in the past, and knew the rules set by his uncle. The rule of not staying up late to play games was Zhou Xi's clear restriction on him.

He didn't dare to argue with his uncle, he had to sleep here tonight, he didn't want to go home and be dragged by his parents to talk about his future plans after graduation.

His father is engaged in real estate, and he is full of money and benefits, so he wants him to work in the family company. His mother does not force him to have a successful career, but always wants him to have dreams, and he just wants to let nature take its course and be free .

Only at Uncle Zhou Xi's place can he find the space to take a breather and be unrestrained and indulgent.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hanging around Zhou Xi's side all these years.

Qu Zixian obediently turned off the TV, put away the game controller, and talked to Zhou Xi who was drinking water in the kitchen at a loud voice.

"Uncle, what time is your flight tomorrow?"

"It's about seven o'clock."

"...By the way, Uncle Yu came here just now and said he brought you watermelon. Let's eat the watermelon before going to bed?"

Qu Zixian hangs out with his uncle, some of the tastes are similar to Zhou Xi, they both love to eat watermelon, they find it refreshing and sweet to quench their thirst.

Zhou Xi hummed lightly, turned around, and consciously went to open the refrigerator.

Usually, if he is not at home, Yu Jinghai buys watermelon for him, cuts it up and puts it in the refrigerator to freeze. When he comes back, he can eat the cold melon, which is more refreshing.

When I opened the refrigerator, I saw a plate of watermelons cut into small pieces, inserted with a few toothpicks, and wrapped in plastic wrap.

Zhou Xi took out the plate of watermelon and called the little nephew to come and eat.

Quzi Xianle ran to the table and ate melons with his uncle, and when he saw Qin Mu came out of the bathroom after going to the bathroom, he called for someone.

"Old Qin, come and eat watermelon, this melon is sweet, Uncle Yu is pretty good, he knows how to pick!"

Qin Mu wiped the wet water on his hands with a paper towel, walked towards the table, and smiled in a hidden way, "That's not only good at picking melons, people are also good at picking..."

When Qin Mu arrived at the table, he was about to reach for a melon, but before he touched the toothpick, Zhou Xi called his name.

"Qin Mu."

Under the bright lights in the restaurant, Zhou Xi squinted her eyes, staring at Qin Mu's chest.

"?" Qin Mu paused, "Why?"

"This dress..." Zhou Xi stared intently at the pattern on the left chest of Qin Mu's T-shirt, still pondering over his words.

Before he finished speaking, Qin Mu asked with a puzzled face.

"Didn't you send me this?"

"I, gave it?" Zhou Xi was even more puzzled, "Why didn't I know?"

Qin Mu immediately looked at Qu Zixian: "You kid, explain?"

Qu Zixian scratched his head and confessed, "I gave it to my uncle. I have bought this dress for a long time and it is still on the shelf. I can see that it is the size of Lao Qin. I know it must be for Lao Qin. Uncle, you love to wear clothes. I'll just give you a hand..."

Qu Zixian winked at Qin Mu while talking, and asked cheerfully, "Is it suitable? Does it look nice?"

Zhou Xi's expression gradually froze, she dropped the toothpick in her hand, and curled her fingertips tightly, "Qu Zixian, who told you to come into my room and mess with my things?"

"Isn't it for Lao Qin?" Qu Zixian pursed his lips, continuing to eat the watermelon indifferently, "Anyway, it's Lao Qin's stuff in the end, so it doesn't matter if you give it away early or late."

"Who told you that I bought this dress for him?!" Zhou Xi suddenly raised her voice, staring at her nephew beside her, "Put the melon down, don't eat it, who taught you to eat when you talk to your elders? Taught you to be so rude?!"

Qu Zixian was suddenly scolded by this, so frightened that he stopped sticking a toothpick into the watermelon, and didn't dare to chew the melon in his mouth for a while.

"Uncle... what are you doing? You are so fierce all of a sudden..." Qu Zixian complained in a murmur.

"Give away my things to others without my consent. It's because I'm so used to you that I'm so used to making you act recklessly..."

Zhou Xi's lessons were thrown out one after another, and Qu Zixian was a little bit embarrassed.

"Isn't it just a piece of clothing? It's not for Lao Qin, but who else? I'm your nephew. I can figure this out with my toes. It would be too boring for you to keep it a secret... "

One uncle and nephew reprimanded severely, and the other spoke back weakly.

After hearing this for a while, Dr. Qin's heart was like a mirror, and he knew what was wrong. In short, the clothes were not given to him.

He hastened to persuade the fight: "You two wait, don't quarrel first..."

Zhou Xi was so annoyed by his nephew's strange operation and his self-consciously correct rebuttal, his fingers pressing on the table trembled as if they were about to break.

Hearing Qin Mu's voice at this moment, his temples twitched, and he turned his head to stare at his friend.

"He's not smart, and neither are you? If he delivers it for me, you'll accept it. If you don't know, ask me?"

"Misunderstood." Qin Mu, who was being scolded, quickly waved his hands to extinguish the flames of war, "I didn't expect this..."

"Didn't expect that?" Zhou Xi raised the corners of his eyes and became even more stern, "It's fine if he's ignorant, how old are you? There are a bunch of friends with sex, can I give you your clothes? You can't even think of this?! "

When Qu Zixian heard this, he didn't care about the slightest doubt that crossed his mind, and quickly gave Qin Mu a wink as a reminder.

"Old Qin, hurry up and show yourself, don't lose your connection with those wild flowers and weeds, just tell me, my uncle or those flowers and plants, which one do you choose? You have to make up your mind, if you break it, you will break it, choose wisely, old Qin!"

"...What is this all about??" Qin Mu smiled wryly, looking at Zhou Xi and then at his little nephew.

Ganqing didn't communicate on the same channel, and I didn't understand the song presentation from the beginning to the present.

As long as Zhou Xi tells this little nephew who she is in charge of, the nephew will not gossip like this.

"Uncle is sour, Lao Qin, haven't you smelled it? Choose quickly!" Qu Zixian urged anxiously, still stubbornly stuck in his own thinking channel.

Zhou Xin's anger, which had been waiting for a long time, suddenly surged, and she slapped heavily on the marble table that Yu Jinghai cleaned every day to make it smooth and shiny.

"Song presentation! What kind of mandarin ducks are you messing with?!" Zhou Xi tightened the breath in her throat, and said coldly, "My current date is your Uncle Yu."

Qu Zixian froze immediately, his pupils rounded in shock, and looked at the uncle in front of him in disbelief.

"——Uncle, are you stupid!? How could you possibly fall in love with a security guard?!"