The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

The teacher Qi Jiu studied acting with was Xue Yue, the hexagon fighter who had won the Best Actress three times.

Ms. Xue is over half a hundred years old and has long since retired. A year ago, she became ill at home and decided to take some students to play.

Her performance is very good, the only bad thing is that her mouth is too poisonous, she is too picky, and she likes not to suppress her acting skills, which makes many self-confident children who have just entered the industry easy to be tossed into doubting life, and run away after a month of class. Ninety percent.

Qi Jiu is one tenth of the rest. He is not a talented player, but fortunately he is sincere and practiced steadily.

And he is very popular with the older generation, he is diligent in doing things, brings some tonics to his teacher at a fixed time, and brings a bouquet of flowers every week, it is hard for Xue Yue not to like him.

But that time Qi Jiu was scolded miserably in class, Xue Yue found out that the other party was out of his mind just after matching two sentences with him, so she immediately corrected her attitude and corrected him.

"Qi Jiu, think about what you are here for." She wasn't scolding, but her tone was a bit heavy, and she said it bluntly, "You spent money and time, and you can't come to me Eat here and go back in disgrace."

"If you are in this state, you might as well not come. You are wasting my energy."

She spoke a little more seriously, causing the remaining closed door disciples to stop and look at this side, and Qi Jiu also apologized to her very quickly.

He put his index finger and middle finger together on his temples, and in this way he took his mind off the rabbit at home, and devoted himself to class.

Then the moment the get out of class was over, he ran away like flying.

Usually he would stop and chat with Xue Yue for a while, but this time he walked too fast, causing Xue Yue to mutter with her chin in her hand:

"This child...why is he as anxious as a dog."

I don't know if there is a dog chasing Qi Jiu, but there is a rabbit leading him.

He was in a hurry all the way, and he was still panting when he got in the car, urging Yang Xiao to go back quickly.

Qi Jiu knew that he was a bit abnormal, but he had reasonable reasons and was convinced that his actions were all due to pheromones.

Only an instinct that transcended rationality made him so anxious, because he was trapped and controlled at the DNA level, and he didn't just admit intellectually that he cared too much about the rabbit at home.

But no matter how much he urged, Yang Xiao didn't dare to take it lightly, she was very capable of anti-reconnaissance, and took many detours left and right before she dared to send Qi Jiu home.

After going back and forth, it was already past six o'clock, and Yang Xiao said to her mother-in-law: "It's not you who are suffering, why are you in a hurry."

The air conditioner in the car was fully turned on, and Qi Jiu put on a thin coat again. After hearing this, he paused and buried half of his face in the collar.

Yang Xiao didn't realize it, and said some sarcastic remarks that had nothing to do with him: "If you talk about it, let him feel uncomfortable for a while. There is no one who still has the mark of his ex-boyfriend after breaking up. Isn't this something you asked for?"

"It's better for you to deal with it." He said, "Break what needs to be broken, and wash what needs to be washed. We have to stop the loss in time."

Qi Jiu still didn't respond, and adjusted his sitting posture in a pretentious manner.

He touched the lipstick stuffed in his pocket, took it out, and pushed it against his lips.

Moist and soft, every inch of the lip is shiny, as if it has been kissed.

Qi Jiu remembered what the rabbit did in the room again, and stopped his hands suddenly.

"Hey!" Yang Xiao suddenly yelled, and he was shocked again.

The agent didn't notice at all, and suggested a good idea: "Try to mark each other temporarily, maybe the susceptibility period will pass after biting, and it will save so much trouble."

Qi Jiu blinked, but this time he responded, "What are you thinking about?"

His tone was very relaxed, with a smile on his face, but it wasn't that he hadn't thought about it.

He was sitting on the bedroom floor last night and almost wanted to act, but he reined in the precipice for three main reasons.

First, Qi Jiu doesn't really want to have more intimate behaviors with Yan Shiqing, and the other party's unprepared postings every now and then is already the limit, let alone marking such private behaviors.

The second is that Yan Shiqing's susceptibility period is not long, and if he can persist for a while, marking can only be regarded as a last resort.

The most important thing is Qi Jiu himself. His current gland condition...should be difficult to withstand the penetration of high-fit pheromones, not even temporary marks.

Qi Jiu thought for a while, and then added half-jokingly: "The rabbit's fur is so thick and thick, I can't find where his glands are."

Yang Xiao: ...All right.

He didn't take it seriously at first, but when he was interrupted like this, the topic naturally drifted away.

But Yang Xiao was really curious about what Yan Shiqing looked like in Qi Jiu's eyes, but before he could figure it out, he was already near Qi Jiu's community.

He had no choice but to put the chatter away, and repeatedly told Qi Jiu to be careful, but the other party didn't give him any time to talk, and immediately ran away after closing the car door.

When Qi Jiu came home, he was a little apprehensive. Before he opened the door, he checked the time, and it was 38:[-].

He touched his nose guiltily, squeezed the handle and opened the door, and saw the rabbit curled up on the sofa.

The rabbit hugged Qi Jiu's squarely folded blanket, and curled up alone like a white sea urchin.

How pitiful he looked, every point of the rabbit fur was trembling, and the air was filled with the wet and greasy smell of bitter tea.

Alphas in the susceptible period should have nest-building behaviors, but Yan Shiqing remembered that Qi Jiu told him in the bedroom yesterday that he could only stay outside, so Yan Shiqing didn't dare.

But he was too lonely, restless in the extreme restlessness, carefully pushed open the door of Qi Jiu's room, but didn't dare to take half a step in.

His nest-building instinct was suppressed, and he couldn't get the comfort of omega. Even if he hugged the small object that Qi Jiu stuffed him with the fragrance of pomelo flowers before leaving, Yan Shiqing still felt that it wasn't enough.

Yan Shiqing felt that his glands were itchy, and the apex of his heart was also itchy. Panic sprouted in his stomach, and it was uncomfortable to scratch his heart and liver.

He took down the wall clock on the wall and adjusted it to six o'clock clumsily. After waiting for a long time, Qi Jiu didn't come back.

So Yan Shiqing felt even more uncomfortable.

A part of the soul that had been swallowed up by the susceptibility period repeated "Qi Jiu doesn't want him anymore", and a part of the rational part still kept persuading himself "Qi Jiu is not a big liar".

Rabbit was aggrieved and tortured by his own random thoughts. Every second was tormented, so he had to force himself to fall asleep quickly.

Hurry up and fall asleep, when you wake up, Qi Jiu will be back.

He convinced himself that he was wrapped in a small blanket and wanted to hug him hard, but he was afraid of being contaminated by his own smell, and even cried so tremblingly that he would destroy even the last bit of Qi Jiu's things.

So Yan Shiqing repeated the steps of Chaos going to sleep, waking up, setting the time to six o'clock, and then forcing himself to sleep quickly.

When he was awakened by the sound of the door opening, he still kept holding the wall clock tightly.

His reaction seemed to be half a beat behind, or he didn't think that Qi Jiu would really come back.

The rabbit's eye sockets and the tips of his nose were red, his eyes were like melted cinnabar, and the fluff around his eye sockets was wet and knotted.

He was so sad that he would die, and he was so at a loss for a while that he didn't know how to react.

After a long while, Yan Shiqing twitched the tip of his nose, convinced that the scent in front of him was from Qi Jiu, and then spoke.

His voice was very low, but very lightly, and he told Qi Jiu stutteringly: "You are back, you are back."

He carefully looked at the clock in his hand, and then fumbled to adjust the time of the wall clock back to six o'clock.

Yan Shiqing looked at Qi Jiu seriously, and said slowly, "It's very punctual."