I Wake Up As a Female Alpha [ABO]

"Yaoyao wants to tell her mother a story?" Jiang Luochen asked a little bit dumbfounded.

"Yes, it's all about coaxing to sleep." On the contrary, Yaoyao looked at her with a puzzled look, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

Yes, coaxing to sleep is okay, but the problem is that the person coaxing to sleep is wrong.

In the end, Jiang Luochen still did not refuse the "care" from her son. She glanced at the story book and randomly clicked on a story about a little rabbit.

Looking at the son who fluently finished a short story, even if she has never been very narcissistic, she can't help thinking at this time.

——My son definitely inherited the smartness of her and Lanxi. A four-year-old child can know so many characters and is already quite smart.

She didn't compare what happened when she was four years old, and when converted, she couldn't say she was a child when she was four years old.

"...Finally, the little rabbit lay on the bed, and the mother rabbit helped him to cover him with a quilt and said: It's dark, and he should go to bed." Yaoyao looked at her after speaking.

"Mom, the story is over."

"That's great, Yaoyao is really smart." Jiang Luochen looked at Yaoyao and wondered if she should praise her.

"It's dark now, so Yaoyao is going to bed too." She rubbed Yaoyao's head and took away the storybook from Yaoyao's hand.

Yaoyao blushed and scratched his head.

"In fact, it's not as good as what my mother said. If my mother likes to listen, I will tell her next time."

Jiang Luochen, who was long past the age of listening to fairy tales, looked forward to the look of his little baby, but he refused.

"Okay." She nodded, then helped Yaoyao cover the quilt.

"But it's time for Yaoyao to go to bed now. Grandpa said you will have a drawing class tomorrow morning." Jiang Luochen watched Yaoyao lay down before turning around to turn off the bedside lamp.

the next day.

When Jiang Luochen woke up, he realized that his legs were a little different, and the effect of time was about the same.

I stood up and walked for two steps. There was no big problem except a little weakness.

It made her a lame man for a week, but she is very grudge, Wen Qingyue had better pray not to let herself catch the pigtail.

Otherwise, she must retaliate.

Qin Yuluo was a little surprised when she saw her daughter stand up and walked downstairs.

"You are, alright?"

"It wasn't a big deal at all." Jiang Luochen shook his head and said.

"Where is Yaoyao? Why didn't you bring him down with him?" Her father nodded, saying that he immediately turned his attention to Yaoyao after he understood.

"Yaoyao should be down..." As he said, there was a stepping sound on the stairs.

"Grandpa, good morning—" Yaoyao happily shouted to her father, and after jumping down, he hugged her father's leg directly.

"Grandpa's good morning, good morning." Her father gave her son a good morning kiss.

The family had breakfast together. Before going out, her father and her mother told her to take care of Yaoyao at home and take a parent-child drawing class with her.

The place where she took the painting class was originally the place where she used to practice the piano. Now the piano is still in its original position, but there are some simple tables, chairs and utensils used in the painting class next to it.

The painter invited to teach painting is a very famous painter. The Jiang family's wealth is enough for them to hire the best teachers.

Even if it's just a drawing class for a four-year-old.

Jiang Luochen sat with Yaoyao. The teacher was in front of him. The drawing lessons for children are naturally different from those for adults.

Looking at Yaoyao's class, she thinks what this teacher teaches is still very interesting.

The teacher was attending the first twenty minutes of a class. After that, he would set aside time for Yaoyao to paint by himself, and Jiang Luochen didn't bother seeing Yaoyao's serious appearance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she stepped aside and chatted with the teacher for a while.

Along with the wars carried out by Thanos civilization, many generals have become famous in the past few years.

Some are more famous to the extent that even people or enthusiasts related to the non-military field have heard of them.

For example, Jiang Luochen.

The teacher obviously knew something about her, and was quite respectful when talking to her.

She probably also knows what she said on the Internet, saying that she had stalled the war, and might even fight and truce with Thanos civilization... etc.

"Does Yaoyao like painting very much?" Jiang Luochen asked concerned.

She was absent for four years of growing up and wanted to know more.

"Yaoyao is a very clever boy. I can see that he likes painting very much."

The teacher at Yaoyao likes his lovely student very much. Thinking of the complexity of the child's family, of course he wouldn't say anything that shouldn't be said.

But then again, Jiang Luochen was so clean outside, but his son was so old.

The teacher is also a little curious in his heart, but he can control his curiosity.

Don't find out why Jiang Luochen's child does not have an omega mother, but has two alpha fathers.

The drawing class lasted about an hour and a half, and it was over.

Jiang Luochen sent his teacher away, and returned to the piano room to see that Yaoyao was coloring the painting. There were three rabbits in the painting, and there was a small house behind it.

The more I look at it, the more I feel how beautiful Yaoyao's paintings are and how his son is so good, Jiang Luochen has taken the first step towards the road of no return to his son's control.

"It's done, mom, look." After finishing the last stroke of color, he turned his head and said to her.

"The paintings are so beautiful, our home Yaoyao is really talented." Jiang Luochen didn't hesitate to praise him, picking up Yaoyao and turning around in mid-air twice.

Yaoyao was frightened at first, but later fell in love with the feeling and clamored to have fun.

Of course she would not refuse.

Tired of playing, one big and one small lay on the fluffy carpet, turning their heads to see all smiles.

"Mom, grandpa said you can play the piano, is that true?" Yaoyao sat up and lay on her, pointing to the black and white piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and asked.

This is the first day that Yaoyao learned to paint here, and he knew it from his grandfather. He pressed a few curiously, but it didn't sound good at all.

"Yes, do you want to learn?" Jiang Luochen looked at his son and answered very smoothly, "Uncle Qi Heng, you liked listening to me playing the piano."

"Uncle Qi Heng? Who is that?" Yaoyao asked her in confusion.

"Why, Yaoyao hasn't seen it?" She was surprised, she had always thought that Yaoyao had seen Qi Heng.

How could you have never seen Qi Heng? Qi Heng was not like them again, Jiang Luochen's eyes sank, and she said that she hadn't heard about Qi Heng in a few years.

I was isolated from the world for several years, and found that so many people had been disconnected after returning. When she thought of this, she couldn't help sighing in her heart.

"No." Yaoyao shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, wait for your Uncle Qi Heng to come back, then let Yaoyao see him again."

"He grew up with his mother. He is... a very interesting person." Jiang Luochen took his son in his arms and got up from the ground and walked to the piano.

Sitting on the piano bench, just hugging Yaoyao.

She opened the piano cover, dropped her hands on the piano keys and groaned slightly, and the music poured out.

...

When Lan Xi came back from the research institute, he walked upstairs tiredly, remembering that Yaoyao should be still in the piano room at this time.

So I turned a corner, opened the door of the piano room and saw Luo Chen holding his son and playing the piano.

Jiang Luochen tilted his head slightly, and the sound of the piano cut off after a pause with his fingertips.

"Blue Brook, you are back." She got up and put Yaoyao down. Before she could say anything, Yaoyao next to her was running faster than the rabbit.

Jumping directly in front of her, her thigh-holding gesture made her feel very familiar.

"Dad, why did you come back so early—" Yaoyao shouted in surprise.

"Don't tell you that you haven't slept from yesterday to today." Where the institute is, getting up to sleep is a luxury.

"Then you guessed wrong, I still slept for two hours." Lan Xi couldn't help but touched his son's cheek and said to her.

"Two hours? That's really enough to squeeze people." Jiang Luochen was helpless.

"Come to Yaoyao, now we have to do something." Her words made Yaoyao a little confused, but the next sentence clarified the confusion.

"Send your father back to the room to sleep, OK?"

"Okay." Yaoyao nodded without hesitation, and began to pull Lan Xi out of the door.

When Jiang Luochen watched the show, he seemed to follow the big and the small in front of him, completely ignoring Lan Xi's gaze, until Yaoyao pushed the person onto the bed.

"Dad, sleep." Yaoyao said, turning around to find something.

"Luo Chen, I'm not that tired." Lan Xi raised his forehead, and Luo Chen knew that he couldn't do anything with Yaoyao.

"I think you should rest." Jiang Luochen shrugged. At this time, she didn't mind being dictatorial.

"Are your legs good?" Lan Xi's eyes fell on her lower body.

"I didn't say it a long time ago. This is a joke Wen Qingyue made to me. Don't worry." She knew that Lan Xi would definitely ask.

"Do you think you said that, I will believe it. Who knows if you are hiding something, it's not the first time you did that anyway."

Jiang Luochen saw that Lanxi was going to turn over the old account with himself, and interrupted him quickly.

"Don't mention the past, OK? I'm fine now, right?"

At this moment, Yaoyao returned with what he was looking for. Climbed directly onto the bed and opened the book that made Jiang Luochen a little familiar.

"Yaoyao wants to coax you to sleep, just give him a chance." She held back a smile, pretending to be serious.

Can you hide it from far away, and also hide it from Lanxi?

"I haven't seen you in a few years, how come you are as naive as Yaoyao." Lan Xi took off his coat and put it aside, saying a little bit amused.

"Yaoyao, is your mother childish?" Jiang Luochen rubbed his son's face.

Looking at the sky, he finally shook his head.

"Mum and Yaoyao are not naive, and Dad is the most naive. They don't sleep on time every day, they are not good at all."

"Yaoyao is really smart." She hugged Yaoyao and kissed.

Lan Xi looked helplessly at the alpha in front of him, where he could still see the mature and steady appearance before, and it was almost like Yaoyao after only two days of coming back.

Let Yaoyao tell the story, and Jiang Luochen sat quietly on the side. Just staying quietly in the same space like this, she is actually not satisfied.

But compared to the invisible and intangible before, this is pretty good now. Jiang Luochen watched his hand fall on the back of Lan Xi's, and thought in his heart.

In fact, Lan Xi was tired a long time ago, and Luo Chen and Yaoyao urged him to go to sleep, and soon fell asleep.

When he fell asleep, Jiang Luochen quietly picked up Yaoyao and left the room. Both of them hoped that Lanxi would have a good rest.