Perfect Match

Then Alpha hurried forward and took a hand to help He An: "Are you okay?"

"OK, okay."

He An had a bitter face, rubbing his waist repeatedly, rubbing it for a while before he could loosen that tendon, and he could barely move. He smiled helplessly at Alpha, and said, "You're too hard. Even if it's not me, changing someone else will hurt for a while ... Is your Omega a steel bar and can withstand such frustration?"

Alpha scratched his head embarrassedly: "Why don't you win the wedding, you're over-excited."

When He An heard this, he looked around. Sure enough, there was a bottle of champagne and two tulip glasses on the bedside table, and the heart-shaped yellow roses in the center of the pillows were really carefully prepared.

This is probably called ... the tenderness of the macho?

He An was impressed and hurriedly said, "It's okay, just misunderstanding. Anyone may run into it. Don't take it too seriously. Then ... Since your little one wins your wedding, I'll hurry and save it. He ran into it, causing him to misunderstand, in vain, you flowers and wine, it looks expensive to look at everything. "

"Ah, okay, thank you."

Alpha smiled fiercely, similar to the underworld debt, but behaved as a gentleman, actively opened the door for He An, and bowed slightly, like a trained bodyguard.

He An said goodbye to him, trot back to the living room, locked the 103 key into the drawer again, and the guests who played with the werewolf just happened to make a speech to the end, without delay. He An continued to serve as a judge for them. Occasionally, his back was sore and he twisted the wounded back.

He remembered that ferocious and obsessed Alpha, hoping that he could have a happy Chinese New Year's Eve tonight, so he kept an unexpected move in the dark, and wanted to see how his Omega came back when he was born. But until the living room was clear of people, only a few lanterns remained under the corridor, and no one stepped into 103.

Maybe it was overlooked.

He An put aside the matter for a while, pulled the curtains, took a shower, put on her pajamas, and fell asleep with the sleepy Lily of the Valley.

The next morning, He An accompanied Suzuran to play the small piano in the living room. Someone came over with the 103 key to check out-but it was not the Alpha who had mistakenly held him, not even an Omega.

But a young male Beta, carrying a black backpack, heavy, looks like an outdoor hiker.

He An was puzzled, so he tempted, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Uh ... pretty good, pretty good ..."

The other side was a little nervous, nodding towards He An, his smile exaggerated.

He Anben wanted to ask about the bathtub faucet and Alpha again. After careful consideration, he still didn't ask for the exit, returned the deposit in full, and sent a bottle of mineral water and a lollipop. Politely said: "Welcome to come again . "

After the guests left, He An went to 103 to clean up the room, and found that the wine was gone, and the flowers were gone. The beds were as flat as new, and there was a faint pheromone floating in the air, but he could not smell the lingering breath all night.

That Alpha, probably couldn't wait for his Omega.

Someone met at the inn, from strangers to lovers, and some at the inn, from lovers to strangers. He An can't guess the cause of others, he can only be a booful spectator.

The next few days, life was leisurely and pure.

Zheng Feiyu insisted on feeding milk cakes every day, and Suzuran insisted that "you are not my father" once a day;

Cheng Xiu and Dai Xiao cleared the "breakup kitchen" and started to brush Samsung;

Xie Yuan did not come to stir the muddy water again, stayed peacefully in the film and television city, and painted his "high-quality idol" person.

Next door, Yuzhile Inn has a second Corgi. It is longer than a greenhouse. I do n’t know how sinister it is in the world. On the first day of my new home, I was robbed of freeze-dried meat by 666 without jumping off the wall. It had to be bouncing and barking, whimpering.

Suzuran received a gift from Yanning: a colored paper windmill. This windmill was originally inserted in the ginkgo tree of Yanning. The last video was seen by Lily of the Valley. She didn't like it. Yan Ning petted her granddaughter and simply sent it over.

Suzuran couldn't help it, holding it in his hand every day.

"call--"

Take a lot of turns.

"Woohoo--"

Turned again and again.

The paper windmill swirled in colorful colors, like a continuously flowing picture, bright and lively.

The inn is near the river. These days, mosquitoes are in trouble again. Lily of the valley is bitten by two small red envelopes, and itches hummingly. When He An saw that the sun was about to go down, he took her to buy a small sachet for repellent while the market was confiscating the stall.

Lily of the Valley never forgets the beloved paper windmill, and holding it all the way to show off with joy, when he meets Awang, he shows it to Awang, and when he meets Ameow, he shows it to Ameow.

Today's market is a bit abnormal and much more lively than in the past. In the evening, it has not been deserted, and pedestrians are still weaving.

The tourists in Luojing Town are generally divided into two categories. The first category is directed at natural landscapes, and often travels with families, young and old, and the second category is directed at the film and television city, which is often accompanied by young people and youthful and fashionable.