atypical heat

The two had daily insomnia after doing bed exercises, so they huddled together to discuss what day to register.

Suddenly Ji Shaojun thought of a question.

"Honey, are we missing a step?"

Fang Wan couldn't figure it out and looked confused.

"Should we go see a parent first?"

Oh yes!

Fang Wan asked, "Will your parents object to your finding an alpha?"

Ji Shaojun thought about his two scientific madmen, and shook his head: "They probably don't have time to think about this problem."

He asked back, "Where are your parents?"

Fang Wan hesitated for a moment, the situation at home was really bad.

Ji Shaojun hugged his shoulders: "Don't be afraid, I have a husband." He began to think about how to deal with his parents.

There is a new private restaurant in the north of the city. The dessert chef is back from France and has superb craftsmanship. Fang Wan was full of praise once he ate it.

50 copies are limited to release every day. No one will save face and will never do more. Ji Shaojun queued up early in the morning to buy, and prepared red wine and steak. Today is the one-month anniversary of the two reconciliation, and they are ready to celebrate.

He prepared the ingredients, and waited for Fang Wan to come back to start the fire. It was a little hot after working all morning, so he wore a big underpants with his shirt on, and lay down in the living room mopping the floor.

"Ding dong... ding dong..." The doorbell rang.

Ji Shaojun leaned against the door and posed coquettishly before turning the door open: "Did you forget the key, baby?" He said while shaking the rag in his hand like an oiran.

Outside the door was a glamorous Omega with exquisite curly hair, carrying the latest Hermès handbag, and pushing a wheelchair.

Zheng Mingyan: "..."

Fang Guanshan: "..."

Ji Shaojun: "..."

Fang Guanshan was the first to recover, coughed, Zheng Mingyan's red lips twitched twice, took off the sunglasses on her face, and smiled slightly: "Aren't you going to invite us in?"

Ji Shaojun groaned in his heart, seeing his father-in-law and mother-in-law for the first time, I was half-naked and ready to sing Eighteen Touches with my daughter-in-law.

The two entered the room, sat on the sofa, Ji Shaojun made two cups of tea respectfully, then rushed back to the bedroom to get dressed.

Holding the teacup, Zheng Mingyan was amused, a silly alpha with a good figure... and looked at the dishcloth in the corner and the dishes in the kitchen... well, she was quite diligent.

Ji Shaojun sat across from them like a little daughter-in-law, carefully looking at the expressions of the couple, Zheng Mingyan drank tea with his head down expressionlessly, Fang Guanshan frowned and looked at the situation in the room.

The expressions on the two people's expressions and the two words of happiness are absolutely not the same. The more you think about it, the colder your heart becomes. The villain in your heart has already acted in 80 episodes of a wealthy mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fighting in the palace.

The air was terribly quiet for a while, Fang Guanshan tried to break the embarrassment, put down his teacup: "I heard Mingyan say that you are an alpha..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Shaojun's heart tightened: Here we come!It must be followed by "My son wants to find an omega to inherit the family, and you two should break up quickly within a deadline." Maybe you will have to throw a check or something.

For a while, Fu Ling felt that he had to strike first, to prove himself first, and then to argue with reason, and if he couldn't do it, he would just roll around...

With a plop, he knelt on the ground and howled at the top of his voice, "We really love each other..."

Fang Guanshan was so frightened that he spat out a mouthful of water, stared at him, didn't know what to say for a while, and subconsciously went to pull his wife.

Fang Mingyan looked at the poor acting skills of the actor in front of her, and she also had black lines, and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Xiao Ji, get up first, we're not here to separate you two."

"Uncles and aunts, you have to trust me... what?"

Ji Shaojun blushed, and sat back on the sofa in embarrassment, "I misunderstood, I'm sorry..."

Zheng Mingyan snorted coldly: "I don't have the time to play the wicked mother-in-law."

"Then you guys come over today..."

Fang Guanshan adjusted his expression, and took out a document bag: "You and Fang Wan are both alphas, so don't mention who married who. This is my 20% stake in the Fang family. I originally planned to marry Ah Wan... ...and now for you."

Ji Shaojun was stunned by the sudden success, Fang Guanshan delivered the things and didn't intend to keep them, he sent the couple to the door.

Zheng Mingyan, who had always been cold-faced, gave a rare smile: "Okay, don't send us off, but it's an agreement, take the money from my Fang family, and take good care of my good-for-nothing son from now on, don't go back on your word, we Returns are not accepted." Seeing his sincerity, he reached out to help him tidy up the unturned collar, "You did a good job this time, and you must not make him sad again in the future, otherwise..."

The elevator has arrived, and Fang Guanshan saw that she was still talking, so he knocked on the handle of the wheelchair impatiently: "Okay, there will be plenty of opportunities to teach you a lesson in the future." He couldn't help nagging at the end: "In the future, I will talk to Ah Wan often. Go home, let's sit together when the in-laws are free."

Fang Wan held a bouquet of roses and entered the house humming a little tune.

Ji Shaojun was arranging the tea table.

"Afei, I seem to have seen my dad's car." He changed his shoes at the door.

Ji Shaojun ran over, held his face in his arms, and kissed him hard on both cheeks.

"Oh, why are you so nervous." He wiped the drool on his face and walked in, and saw the share transfer document on the coffee table at a glance.

"what is this?"

Ji Shaojun held his waist: "My father gave me the bride price."

Fang Wan looked at the numbers above and was speechless for a while.

Ji Shaojun knew what was going on in his heart, and rubbed his head lovingly.

Fang Wan leaned back and nestled into Ji Shaojun's arms: "I still can't forgive them. But I don't hate them that much anymore."

He may never be able to forgive the shortcomings of his youth, but his indifferent parents stepped forward to shield him from the wind and rain during his most difficult time, and he has no way to continue to resent. Maybe this alpha has changed. He, let his hard heart be soaked in love, become warm and soft again, and be able to discover more beauty and joy in life.

After going through the wind and rain, it will eventually be sunny.

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The next chapter is the finale, rubbing hands excitedly~~

The introduction of the new article will be sent out first, please take a look, I haven't figured out the name yet

Xu Zhuhuang, born in the Qianlong period, civilized in the Republic of China, became a fine bamboo essence after the founding of the People's Republic of China, a "four-no youth" who had no car, no house, no education and no skills, came to the imperial capital from his hometown in the deep mountains of Fujian to join his neighbors My second brother is looking for a job.

Unexpectedly, what the second brother said about food and accommodation, supper, five insurances and one housing fund, and paid annual leave is to work as a plant in the zoo and botanical garden.

Be a plant and be a plant. It's hard to find a job these days, but this zoo and botanical garden is too dangerous. Not only is the Guangzhou demon who wants to eat him when he runs out of food, his roommate is actually the big one who wrote their entire bamboo world on the recipe. panda! !

Pan An: I am lazy and greedy. I like to eat apples, pears, young leaves and bamboo shoots, but I am a good panda.

Take back a bamboo tree in summer, and you can harvest a house of bamboo shoots in the spring of the coming year!

Practice has proved that the 200-year-old bamboo essence is the best, crisp and juicy, full of strength - Pan An rubbed his waist and said.