Perfect Match

"Happy."

"Did you receive the gift?"

"Yes." The answer was short.

"... That's good, just be happy." Zheng Fei paused, his voice was low and dumb, "Sorry, I haven't been able to take good care of you in the past year."

He An lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

Zheng Feiyu was sour and said, "I talked to Cheng Xiu a few days ago, and he told me about what happened last year. He said that the day you gave the lily of the valley, you had a lot of blood and almost died. In the hospital. After being born unconscious for another five days, he woke up on New Year's Day.

"He An, I know my apology doesn't make any sense. If you had an accident that day, even if I say so much now, you won't hear it ... but I still want to say it, sorry.

"What I did to you that night was indeed not as good as the animal."

Zheng Feiyu held his breath, hoping to get a little response from He An, even if it was a word, the person in his arms just shivered silently.

He suddenly regretted it.

Today is such a happy and good day, the old things should not be repeated.

Zheng Fei tightened Omega's thin shoulders, leaned his head, and kissed his cold hair: "He An, thank you for staying here, thank you for being willing to listen to me."

Then he let go of his arms and took a step back.

There was a disturbing silence in the air. For a long time, He An looked at the shadow of the tree on the ground and said quietly, "Good night."

He no longer looked up at Zheng Feiyu, leaning on the wall, backing to the door, unscrewing the handle, hurriedly turned into the bedroom, and closed the door.

The wind stopped and there was no noise in the courtyard. The edge of the corridor was inlaid with a long and white moonlight, divided into blocks by the shadow of the railing, reflecting the mottled tree shadow.

Zheng Feiyu sat on the railing, looked at the closed door, and sighed weakly.

Chapter 51

It is not difficult for Zheng Feiyu to run a mini West Point house.

He knows how to do business, and Jiu Sheng, which is a hundred times large, can work in an orderly manner under his hands. Of course, West Point House, which has less than ten employees, is not to mention.

Moreover, the geographical location of Yawen Street was already good. After the relocation of the local rock and roll bar, the level of art has jumped a notch. David is an experienced Michelin chef. Drinks and pastries are under his supervision. The quality is highly guaranteed-the time, the geography, and the harmony of the people. The popularity of the Redberry West Point House is gradually increasing, and it is perfectly controlled to the extent that it can guide the passenger flow for the Qingguo Inn without overwhelming the guests.

The only thing that Zheng Feiyu didn't control was his popularity.

He couldn't figure this out himself.

Alpha rarely works as a waiter, especially Zheng Feiyu, a strong and grim type. He put on a shirt and waistcoat, and even if he wasn't sneer at all, and brewed coffee, it magically attracted a lot of votes for Omega. In private, they mutually agreed to the Alpha Barista of the Redberry West Point, and then regarded Zheng Feiyan as a scenic spot. They sat around the bar and ordered him to make coffee, and they talked to him awkwardly.

Zheng Feiyu collected the pheromone low and low, and even applied a pheromone isolation sticker on the back of the neck, which was still useless.

Baristas are in the service industry. Even if they can't welcome each other with a smile, they must never put on a bad face like a former president. Zheng Feiyu could only stand upset, and continued to make coffee with a rigid face.

He also thought about avoiding for a while, but there was nowhere to go-obviously staying at Qingguo Inn for a long time would obviously not work, it would seriously disrupt He An's life, go too far from Qingguo Inn, and was afraid that Lily of the Valley would come I was away when I asked for milk cake. Zheng Fei was thinking about it and could only stay in the store and endure the group harassment of Omega.

He tried to fight enthusiasm with a cold attitude, and the more alienated he became, the more Omega loved to tease him.

There are those who candidly take pictures with their mobile phones, and shyly ask him whether he is single or not. The most extreme is that he doesn't even have to be single. He just wants to make an appointment with him.

"There is an inn right across the door. It's convenient to open an hourly room-if you don't want to pay, I'll do it."

The Omega supported his jaw with one hand and hooked him with long, narrow eyes.

For the first time in his life, Zheng Feiyu enjoyed the treatment of cowherds. He looked at the other with cold eyes, pressed his anger, and shot the brewed coffee on the bar: "No interest."

Omega laughed: "Are you really not thinking about it anymore? Just lie down, I'll move myself."

Zheng Feiyu: "..."

The glass door of West Point House was pushed open, He An came in, and glanced habitually at the bar. At that time, the Omega was leaning on his waist, and said with an eyebrow, "I will move."

Zheng Feiyu can't wait to pick up a tissue to cover his mouth.