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Because of the relatively cold weather, Ling Lan picked up Shi Muran and arrived ten minutes earlier than usual after school.

When Shi Muran came out of the gate lazily carrying his schoolbag, Ling Lan opened the car door.

Young Master Shi regained his spirits immediately, got into the car and hurriedly closed the door as soon as he sat down.

"Ah, it's still warm in the car, Ling Lan, I'm almost freezing to death, I really miss my warm little bed."

With a smile on her face, Ling Lan turned around and handed him a paper bag: "I just bought it from a milk tea shop, drink some to warm up."

Shi Muran took it casually, it was a cup of milk tea he used to drink, it was steaming in his hand, and it dispelled the wind and frost that he brought into the car.

"Ling Lan, you're so kind." Shi Muran inserted the straw into the milk tea, took a long sip, and looked out the window casually.

There were basically no people on the road except for the passing vehicles. The students squeezed the bus, stayed in the dormitory, and some of them, like Shi Muran, were picked up by a special driver, and got into the warm compartment early.

It was dark and gray.

Shi Muran's eyelids slowly sank, and at the moment when he was in a trance and wanted to fall asleep, a flaming shadow flashed past.

He opened his eyes abruptly, let out a breath towards the foggy car window, wiped it with his sleeve again, and looked into the distance.

It is Shangbai.

Shang Bai was riding a black and red bicycle, and around his neck was the gray scarf that Yu Yuelang was holding in the morning.

The gloomy street became brighter in an instant, just like a black, white and gray ink painting was colored, and it became colorful and colorful.

Shi Muran was stunned for a long time, until Shang Bai's figure disappeared from his sight, and then he slowly came back to his senses.

Inexplicably, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said briskly to Ling Lan, "I know what gift I want."

Ling Lan was puzzled: "Huh?"

"I want a bicycle."

The gift is thought out, it is a bicycle, and my birthday is next Tuesday.

Still no snow.

An Bo hurried to catch the last plane at noon on Monday. When he left, he didn't call Shi Liyan or send a message. He only left a note on the table next to the sofa. The content was simple and told He himself was going to celebrate Shi Muran's birthday with him, so he didn't have time to write it down, and he didn't even write down his own name, let alone the other so-called tender words between Alpha and Omega.

Shi Muran's birthday is November 11th, and An Bo finally arrived in Shengcheng on the evening of the 28th. After receiving his call, Ling Lan rushed to the airport without stopping.

Shi Muran was sitting in the classroom listening to Director Hu's lecture, looking excited and impatient.

He couldn't listen to the class anymore, and he couldn't understand it either. All his heart was on Papa Omega who was about to go home.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Shi Muran stood up swiftly, full of energy, his little face flushed with excitement, and this abrupt standing up scared Zhou Yi behind him.

He raised his head in doubt: "Shi Muran, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Muran didn't answer him, just wanted to run out of the classroom, but just as he took a step, Shang Bai's eyes drifted over casually, Shi Muran was startled.

By the way, he is still a wounded person, so why is he still injured?

He endured it, helped Na Han, and limped slowly out of the classroom, not to mention how impatient he was.

As soon as he walked out of the classroom, he turned his head and looked around, and after confirming that there was no one else, he started to run wildly.

I didn't even take a few steps, but I saw a thin, black-haired man standing beside the off-road vehicle from a distance.

The man turned around slowly when he heard the movement, saw Shi Mu and smiled softly: "Of course, you're still so frizzy."

Shi Muran rushed to the man's embrace, his voice full of surprise: "Father..."

The man lowered his eyes, reached out and rubbed the soft curly hair of the coquettish little Omega, and said dotingly: "It really hasn't changed at all, it's a coquettish play."

"I will always be a child before you."

An Bo sneered, and opened the car door: "Go in, it's too cold outside."

Shi muran rushed into the car, followed by An Bo. After the two fastened their seat belts, he made a call, and the name of Hu Xing was displayed on the phone screen.

Shi Muran secretly took a breath in his heart, afraid that Director Hu would say something unfavorable to him, but along the way, the two chatted for more than half an hour, and there was no abnormal expression on An Bo's face.

After hanging up the phone, An Bo smiled at Shi Muran with satisfaction: "Of course, Mr. Hu said that you have performed well recently, isn't he covering for you?"

When Shi Muran heard this, he hurriedly replied: "No, Lao Hu is the most stern and selfless, how could he cover for me!"

An Bo: "It's not big or small", and praised without hesitation: "We will be full after tomorrow, so we should be sensible."

Shi Muran heheed a few times with guilt, and Ling Lan, who was driving in front, also pursed his lips and smiled.

How could An Bo not know that his family would be fine if they didn't cause trouble, how could they ask for so much, An Bo spends too little time with him, so he can only let him be alone.

It was almost eight o'clock when they got home, Ling Lan and An Bo turned around and went to the kitchen to cook together, Shi Muran was in a good mood and ate more than usual for dinner that day.

After eating and taking a bath, An Bo knocked on Shi Muran's door and brought him a cup of freshly boiled hot milk. This is the unwritten habit of Young Master Shi. A cup of hot milk before going to bed, from the age of five to now .This habit was first developed for him by An Bo, so he always remembered it.

Shi Muran took the milk, gulped it down in one gulp, then wiped his mouth stained with milk, and smiled at An Bo contentedly.

An Bo took out a piece of paper from the table and handed it to him: "Don't drink so fast, be careful of choking."

Shi Muran acted like a baby: "Hehe, it's because I haven't had the milk you boiled for a long time."

When An Bo heard this, his expression was a little gloomy. Seeing this, Shi Muran hurriedly changed the topic and asked him: "Father, how long can you stay at home?"

An Bo was stopped by his question, and after a while, he thought about his words and answered: "I'll try to stay as long as possible."

Shi Muran let out a soft "Oh".

An Bo patted his head: "Of course, I heard Ling Lan say that the differentiation of the intermediate stage has been completed." After a pause, he continued to ask: "Then, is there any uncomfortable reaction?"

Yes, there is, his pheromone is surprisingly stable, and there is no smell, I don't know if it counts.

Ordinary Omegas don't have this kind of problem. When they reach the intermediate level of differentiation, the pheromones are basically mature, and the level is almost clear.

That's why Shang Bai said that he is a low-quality omega, but Shi Muran will not admit that he is a low-quality omega until the final differentiation is completed.

This kind of situation is only rare, but it does not exist. It does not rule out the possibility that he will differentiate into a high-quality Omega. Even if the probability is not high, there are still very few who have not yet completed the differentiation. Doesn’t he just happen to be that special existence? .

Good things always take a long time, so Shi Muran replied: "No, Dad."

An Bo picked up the empty glass: "Oh, that's good, that's good."

Seeing his preoccupied appearance, Shi Muran looked puzzled.

A few seconds later, An Bo raised his head and smiled, and easily changed the subject: "Of course, I'll take a good leave of absence for you, so you don't have to go to school tomorrow."

Shi Muran jumped up from the stool like a prisoner who received amnesty: "Ah~, long live dad! Haha, I finally don't have to go to class tomorrow. I love you so much, dad."

Infected by his excitement, An Bo laughed out loud: "I'm so happy when I don't have class, and I said that Mr. Hu didn't cover for you."

"How can there be, Dad, I have been really good during this time."

He has the final say on whether to be good or not, and An Bo always likes to pamper him, so he shook his head and told, "Clean up later and go to rest early."

Shi Muran nodded like a chicken eating rice.

When An Bo walked to the door, Shi Muran asked as if thinking of something: "Dad, will Father... come back tomorrow?"

An Bo's hand to close the door froze for a moment, he raised his eyes to look at Shi Muran's shining expectant eyes, and a nice smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "He's not very busy these days, so he should be able to come over."

Shi Muran's coming-of-age ceremony, he will be officially differentiated into an Omega, and he definitely hopes that his Alpha father will witness it.

Shi Muran has always cared about Shi Liyan's opinion.

An Bo closed the door, said "good night" to Shi Muran, then walked to the kitchen, turned on the faucet and carefully brushed the glass.

A glass of milk before going to bed was not only prepared for Shi Muran, but also for Shi Liyan.

At that time, he will get a lingering kiss from Alpha, and the warmth will fill every inch of the bedroom.

But now the cup is empty, and it is no longer filled with warm milk, but cold water that has cooled down.

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