Brother, do you like me today?

In the afternoon of that day, Feng Qiu returned to Bailou with big and small bags as if he had just returned from a shopping trip.

He took out a bag of snacks and said with a smile, "Xiaoqiu has come to condolences to the working people!"

The people in the laboratory rushed up and purred Feng Qiu's hair like a cat purring: "Baby Xiao Qiu is back!"

Everyone was chatting and laughing, Feng Qiu was talking about the unpalatable patient meals in the hospital and the roast goose of Lu Mingxuan, vividly describing the layer of puff pastry on the outside of the roast goose, which is fat but not oily, melts in the throat, and has a clear aftertaste Gan, made everyone drool.

An indifferent voice came from outside the crowd's encirclement: "What are you doing here?"

The crowd dispersed, like frightened birds and beasts.

Wang Bozhou came out of the laboratory, took off his snow-white experimental gloves and threw them into the trash can. His stretched fingers turned slightly white, with bulging veins, giving him a sense of strength.

Focused, detached, charming.

Feng Qiu raised his eyes to look at him, and called softly: "Senior brother."

Wang Bozhou said "hmm", "Is your health all right?"

Feng Qiu dimpled with a smile: "It's all right." He looked at his toes again, and said a little awkwardly: "Brother, did you listen to the voice I sent you yesterday?"

"No, I didn't look at my phone yesterday. I went to bed early."

Feng Qiu pressed his tongue against the apex of his mouth, and his soft white cheeks bulged slightly, looking a little annoyed: "Oh. Then, that senior brother—"

"Feng Qiu, follow me to Teacher Wu's office."

Feng Qiu obediently followed behind Wang Bozhou. Wang Bozhou walked with a dignified and solemn posture, awe-inspiring and inviolable.He walks very straight, with almost no curves, and because of his long legs, he takes big steps, but he is not fast or slow, always calm.

Feng Qiu stepped on the place he stepped on as if playing a game, and was slapped on the arm by Wang Bozhou. The force was light, but it was just a small warning: "Walk well."

Feng Qiu groaned, finally obedient.

Entering Wu Bike's office, Wu Bike stood up from her seat, pulled Feng Qiu to sit on the sofa, "Xiao Qiu, are you feeling better?"

Feng Qiu smiled, with a heartless and cute look: "Okay, can't my mother let me go out of the hospital?"

Wu Bike then smiled, as if relieved, and immediately picked up a stack of printed materials from the coffee table next to the sofa: "This is my recent class notes and a copy of the ppt. The homework was assigned the day before yesterday. You can also read it."

Feng Qiu who got the notes shrank without confidence: "...Oh."

Wu Bike patted him on the shoulder again: "You have an accident every three days, and you missed the class, so you have to make up for it yourself. Do you hear that?"

"I hear it."

Feng Qiu responded, took the notes and stuffed them into his schoolbag.

At night, Feng Qiu carried a schoolbag and a notebook, and was taken to the library by Wang Lin and Mo Jiming.

Feng Qiu glanced at Wang Lin while reading the materials: "Sister, why don't you wear full makeup and step on high heels when you come to the library?"

Wang Lin took out a small mirror to refill her lipstick: "What, my beauty disturbs you?"

Mo Jiming also looked at Wang Lin: "You seem to be going to a dinner party and walk the red carpet."

Wang Lin was happy, and grabbed Mo Jiming's hand: "Student Ji Ming is so sweet, I also think it's a pity that I don't become a star."

Feng Qiu rubbed his forehead: "Sister, your eyeshadow is too shiny, like a big light bulb, brighter than the fluorescent lamp on my head. My eyes are going to go blind."

Wang Lin kicked Fengqiu: "Little bastard. My sister accompanied you to the library and still have so many opinions."

Feng Qiu felt a little moved, and after being kicked, he obediently read the book and did the questions.

Feng Qiu stayed in the library until 10:[-], unable to open his eyes, muttering that he wanted to go home.

Wang Lin was puzzled: "Xiaoqiu, according to your learning attitude, how did you get into Beidu University's undergraduate degree and Qingjiang University's master's degree?"

Feng Qiu picked up the schoolbag, with a careless expression on his face: "It's just a smart brain, don't be envious."

Wang Lin was so angry that she grabbed his cold, soft and slender arms and ravaged him.

As soon as Feng Qiu arrived at the door of the apartment, he saw a ray of light leaking from the crack of the door, and shouted happily: "Mom! Are you here?"

Feng Qiu pushed the door and went in, his smile froze.

Sitting on the sofa was a tall and strong Alpha, wearing a full custom-made suit, with dazzling gemstone cuffs, exquisite and decent, but his face was even more delicate and decent, white and cold, expressionless, with low eyebrows and eyes that looked dark and indifferent, and the corners of his lips were slightly Pressing down seems to be sneering, it is clearly a Bodhisattva face, with a cold expression like Yama.

He casually fiddled with a string of sandalwood beads on his wrist, peeling and peeling.

Fengqiu's legs went limp all of a sudden, and when he was about to speak, Alpha scolded him in a low voice: "Can't you call someone if you're dumb?"

Feng Qiu's back felt cold, and he called out dreamily: "Uncle."

And a little reluctantly.

Why is Feng Zhang here?Didn't he have a good time in Beijing?Seeing that the position is about to sit at the top.

Feng Zhang glanced at him, and scolded in a low voice: "What are you wearing? Procrastination! I didn't buy you any clothes? Where are your clothes?"

Feng Qiu moved to Feng Zhang: "It's too hot in summer, who likes to wear long-sleeved trousers?"

Feng Zhang picked up the white walking stick in his hand and tapped it on the outside of Feng Qiu's knee: "Short-sleeved shorts, with so much flesh exposed? Like an Omega?"

Feng Qiu's knees felt cold, he felt pain and shame, and just about to confess, he saw Feng Xian'er sitting on the bed in the bedroom, with her head tilted and her shoulders shrugging, as if she was crying.

Feng Qiu suddenly separated Feng Qiu's cane, and his face flushed red: "I like to wear whatever I like! I am an Omega, so I have to wrap it up tightly? I can show it if I want to! Don't think that it is my uncle who can control it." Me! You—you still bully my mother!"

Feng Xian'er heard the sound and ran out of the bedroom. Seeing the two uncles and nephews who were at war, she was so frightened that she hugged Feng Qiu, sobbing: "Brother! Don't hit him!"

Feng Zhang's complexion was forested, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently: "Feng Er, you can see clearly, did I hit him?"

Feng Xian'er touched Feng Qiu's back, and asked with tears in her eyes, "Did he hit you?"

Feng Qiu said truthfully: "He hit my knee with a cane."

Feng Zhang stood up, the air pressure in his body was so low that he sneered, like Yan Luo: "Okay, Feng Qiu, you are doing well. Feng Er, you are also doing well. Now I am transferred back to Qingjiang to be the secretary of the municipal party committee. I have to take care of it. gone."

Feng Qiu anxiously said with a pale face: "Who wants you to take care of it? You take care of the whole Qingjiang, men, women, old and young, and it's not our turn! Well, this house is yours, and I will move out tomorrow, oh no, tonight! Me and Mom doesn't care about you, you just stay in Qingjiang alone!"

Fengzhang was hit by the phrase "lonely family", his eyes were red with anger, as if he was about to hit someone, but he held back, said "yes" twice, and looked at Feng Xian'er again: "Feng Er, how can you tell me?" Good son out there."

After finishing speaking, she stood up, brushed Feng Xian'er's loose long hair with her shoulder, slammed the door and left.

Feng Qiu hugged Feng Xian'er: "Mom, did he bully you?"

Feng Xian'er shook her head.

It was only then that Feng Qiu realized that he had handled the matter seriously: "I was psychologically shadowed by him, and I always thought he was going to hit someone."

Feng Qiu kept his promise, packed his things overnight, and found a hotel outside to check in.

The hotel environment was good, he slept well, but when he woke up early in the morning, Feng Xian'er was waiting in the living room.

Feng Xian'er packed the crab roe steamed buns, took apart the chopsticks, and said only one sentence: "Honey, I've agreed with your uncle, let's go home and not stay at the hotel."

Feng Qiu's eyes widened, and the confusion from the morning dissipated: "No! Mom! Why did you give in so easily? I won't go back. He bullied me since I was a child, and I still get under his nose to suffer his grandson's anger? "

Feng Xian'er looked panicked: "Baby, if you don't bow your head, could it be that your uncle bows his head?"

Feng Qiu took a look at Feng Xian'er. Feng Xian'er is 41 years old, with fair skin and handsome eyes, red lips and soft lips. A beautiful Omega girl in her early years.

Who would have thought that she gave birth to him quietly with the humble Alpha, conceived before marriage, her husband disappeared, and her mother's family abandoned her. Thinking that the Feng family will definitely drive her out.At that time, Feng Zhang was already the master of the Feng family, and for some reason, Feng Zhang, who was indifferent and somewhat disgusted with her, left her behind, as well as the crying child in swaddling clothes.

Feng Xian'er relied on her surname Feng all her life. She relied on Mr. Feng for the first 18 years, and later on Fengzhang.

She was pampered and could not endure hardships. All the gold and beauty were raised by Feng Zhang with gold and silver.

How does Feng Qiu persuade?

Feng Qiu lowered his eyelashes: "Mom, you go back. I won't go back."

"Baby, you have to suffer outside!"

Feng Qiu nunu lips: "Then eat it, I want to try it, what is the suffering in the world?"

Feng Qiu soon found out that his card had been frozen, and he only had 3000 yuan in cash left in his hand.Feng Xian'er secretly helped him, but Feng Qiu didn't want it, and refused to bow his head.Feng Xian'er had no choice but to help him apply for a postgraduate dormitory in the school, at least to save money.

Feng Qiu suddenly changed from a noble single Omega living in a high-rise apartment to an ordinary graduate student living in a graduate student dormitory in Shilaiping.

He has never spent money timidly, and he has no big concept of money since he was a child.But now I don’t dare to spend money indiscriminately. Based on the poor people’s speeches and experience summaries on the Internet, I always think about breaking a dollar into two halves. I have to think about eating a cone for 3 minutes before giving up.

On the afternoon of the third day Fengqiu lived in the postgraduate dormitory, the laboratory project was officially completed.Wang Xiu immediately yelled in the crowd to go out to have a dinner to celebrate, and then Aite beat everyone.

The following series of "go".

After a while, Wang Xiuai called Feng Qiu: 【Xiao Qiu!Why don't you talk!Do you want to go? 】

Fengqiu felt that his flesh was tight for hundreds of dollars, he gritted his teeth, and replied in the crowd: 【Go. 】

Fengqiu looked at Wang Xiu in the dialog box and called Wang Bozhou again: [Bozhou Bozhou!Call Bozhou!Do you want to go to Bozhou? 】

Wang Bozhou did not return.

When Fengqiu came back from washing his clothes, Wang Bozhou replied 3 minutes ago: 【Work overtime, it depends on the situation. 】

After reading this message, Feng Qiu looked in the mirror and decided to wash his hair.

Just when her hair was half blown, Wang Lin called: "Xiaoqiu, where are you? Let's go together?"

Feng Qiu held up a [-]KW low-power hair dryer and yelled into the phone: "In the dormitory!"

When Wang Lin found the postgraduate dormitory, she was startled: "Xiaoqiu, why did you become a princess?"

Feng Qiu snorted angrily: "Don't say it!"

Wang Lin looked east and west, "Single person?"

Feng Qiu's ears were filled with the sound of the hair dryer, but he didn't hear it.

Wang Lin helped him tidy up the mosquito net again, and when it was hung up, she wiped her hands and stroked Feng Qiu's hair: "Xiao Qiu, your hair is so long, it's almost reaching your shoulders."

Feng Qiu was busy some time ago, so he didn't have time to cut his hair, but now he finally got some free time, but he has no money in his pocket.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I'll help you."