let me smell the pheromones

Chapter 12

Lin Pei couldn't figure out what Song Xun was thinking.

In fact, he didn't even know it himself.

He didn't have any special feelings for Lin Pei, he just saw him looking lonely standing in the light rain, so he subconsciously helped him tidy up his hair.

Song Xun withdrew his hand, looked at Lin Pei for a second or two, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Go back."

Lin Pei also avoided the matter subconsciously, "Okay."

At 08:30, Lin Chengxuan answered the phone.After the call was over, he looked at his son and said, "Your grandfather is calling."

His tone was a little serious.

Lin Pei looked up at him.

Wen Qiao also asked, "Did something happen?"

Lin Pei's grandfather had a child in the middle age, and is now in his 70s. Although Alpha is physically stronger, his grandmother is a weak Omega, so it is inevitable that he will suffer from some illnesses at this age.

Lin Pei's mother was ill all the year round and couldn't take care of herself, so the burden of taking care of the elderly was naturally placed on Lin Chengxuan's shoulders.

"The old man is getting old, and he is not feeling well."

Lin Chengxuan stood up, took his coat from the side, and said, "It's not a sudden illness, but I have to go and have a look."

Since it was about parents, Wen Qiao naturally couldn't stop her.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Lin Pei also stood up, "Father, I..."

Only then did Lin Chengxuan raise his head, a little surprised, as if he suddenly remembered that if he left, his son might have nowhere to go.

"Will Xiao Pei stay with us first?"

At this point, Wen Qiao couldn't see the estrangement between their father and son, and took the initiative to help Lin Pei out, "This dish hasn't been touched much. It's a rare rest day. I just asked him to play mahjong at our house." , play for a while and send you home."

Song Xun: "?"

Lin Pei: "!"

The two families are very close to each other, and when the window is opened, you can vaguely see the furniture arrangement on the opposite side. In addition, there is an unbroken in-law relationship between the two families, so there is nothing to worry about.

Lin Chengxuan's brows gradually relaxed, "...then I will trouble you."

"Too polite."

Lin Pei was packed into Song's house in these three or two sentences.The two parties didn't even have time to express their attitudes, and Wen Qiao gave it a hammer blow.

Of course, it was impossible for Lin Pei to object.

As for Song Xun's opinion, no one cared.

"What do you want to drink? Coca-Cola, Orange Juice and Sprite are all available. Don't be polite with your aunt, just treat yourself like your own home."

Because of Song Xun's opposition, Wen Qiao never had the chance to invite Lin Pei to his house.This time it was the first time for the daughter-in-law to come back, but she was very happy. As soon as she entered the house, she quickly cleaned up the scattered coats on the sofa and the mess on the coffee table, poured drinks for Lin Pei, and To bring him snacks.

Lin Pei was also in a hurry: "Ah, thank you, Auntie..."

The mother-in-law is so enthusiastic.

"Hey, thank you so much, we are all family."

Wen Qiao's tone was very kind. When she turned around, she saw Lin Pei sitting awkwardly in the corner, while Song Xun was occupying the entire love seat like a bully, and she burst into a rage.

"Go!" She pointed at her son with her index finger, frowned and said, "Sit on the side for me, don't take up so much space like an old man, you don't understand any manners!"

Song Xun looked at his normal sitting posture, and then at Lin Pei who was sitting in the corner because of nervousness: "..."

Is it really snowing in June?

Before the horoscope was written, his mother had already turned her elbows out. If you really want to marry this troublesome man home, you will marry a daughter-in-law if you know it. Talk about having a son.

The women above are irrational.

Song Xun didn't bother to bicker with his mother, so he just sat on the single sofa, out of sight.

Wen Qiao saw it, glared at him resentfully, then lifted her skirt and sat next to Lin Pei by herself, chattering about homework one after another: "Our two families are so close, and we will have business contacts in the future. That is getting closer and closer. From now on, you will treat this as your own home, so don't be polite."

He also said: "Your mother is recuperating in the hospital, and Mr. Lin is busy with work. Are you the only one at home when you go home? Can you take care of three meals a day?"

Song Xun opened WeChat, saw a bunch of unread messages, and was replying one by one.Hearing this, he glanced at them.

"There is an aunt at home, and she usually takes care of me."

Lin Pei is still very obedient in front of Wen Qiao, and he doesn't let himself go.He put his palms lightly on his knees, and there was a hint of tenderness in his cold brows——

It is almost the same as the original appearance in Song Xun's cognition.

After hearing this, Wen Qiao immediately said: "Eating dinner alone is so boring. If you want, you can come to our house as often as you like. Don't worry about eating. Our family is not picky, just do what you like... "

When Song Xun heard it, how could this be done?

It was enough to give him a headache before, if Lin Pei continued to drill here day after day, wouldn't he die of pain when the susceptibility period came?Moreover, A is unmarried and O is unmarried, and they are all near maturity...

It doesn't make sense to spread it out.

"He's very busy and doesn't have time to come." He interrupted Wen Qiao, "Have you forgotten that he is a good student? The second year of high school is so stressful, he doesn't want to do the questions or read the books? Don't bully other children every day. "

Wen Qiao was so angry when she heard this, if Lin Pei hadn't been there, she would have blown her mouth away.

"What the hell are you talking about when we girls are chatting!" She frowned, "If you can't talk, don't talk, shut up!!"

Song Xun: "..."

Lin Pei opened his mouth wide and let out a wow.

It turns out that Aunt Song is so tough, I admire her.

Wen Qiao thought Song Xun was too annoying, so he took Lin Pei's hand and went upstairs to show him around Song Xun's study——

Nearly mature alphas have begun to establish their own sense of ownership, just like the males in the animal world have circled their own territory.Especially in a room with a high degree of privacy such as the bedroom, if someone invades, they will be restless.

Although she disliked her son very much, she still managed to give Song Xun the respect he deserved.

Song Xun's study room is very large, nearly twenty square meters.

As soon as Lin Pei entered, he was blinded by the colorful fluorescent lights.

Different from his bedroom, this study room is full of things. There are fitness equipment and treadmills in the corner, basketballs and tennis rackets are hung on the hangers, and there is a peripheral hanging behind the door: 50 years ago, a famous football player walked through jersey.

Anyway, apart from a table, there is really nothing to do with learning.

Lin Pei glanced around, and saw that the surrounding walls were covered with fluorescent ink jets, including blue, pink, and yellow. They had different shapes and were irregular. Take a closer look...

It looks like someone sprayed out the shape on purpose with a spray gun.

"He painted it himself."

Wen Qiao obviously couldn't accept such an exaggerated style, but she got used to it after watching it for so long, and she could explain its origin to Lin Pei naturally, "He liked to play games when he was in high school, what kind of Splatter Fighter did he like to play?" Then I imitated that game and redecorated the study. Oops...I can't stop him..."

This is true.

Lin Pei was quite touched.

Song Xun is indeed a person with his own ideas.

His greatest strengths are firmness and self-confidence—although this self-confidence can sometimes inadvertently turn into annoying arrogance, but generally speaking, he is courageous enough to make Lin Pei infinitely stronger. Envious.

He raised his head, wondering if his vision was used to the environment, but at this moment, these various fluorescent colors gradually merged into one and became harmonious.

Song Xun's study and Lin Pei's style are very different, but there is one thing they are barely similar to.

That is the empty desk.

It's just that Lin Pei is not used to the table full of things, and Song Xun has nothing to pile up.

There is a pen holder on his desktop, which contains a signature pen that is almost finished.There was a picture frame in the corner, but nothing else.

Lin Pei picked up the photo frame.

Inside is a photo of Song Xun.

It was taken when he was traveling abroad when he graduated from junior high school.

At that time, Song Xun's facial features had gradually faded away from the youthfulness of a teenager. He was wearing a pair of black sunglasses, with a high nose bridge and a clear jawline, which fit the hard, hard, thin, and skinny aesthetics of foreigners.

He was wearing a black windbreaker that reached down to his calf. The fabric drapes very well, which makes his whole temperament more stable.With his hands in his pockets, he stood casually in a square with tall buildings behind him, revealing an indescribable sense of technology and indifference.

"He's handsome, isn't he?" Wen Qiao also came over, and when she saw Lin Pei nodding her head, she sighed and said, "Although this kid has a bad temper, the only thing he's good about is that he's handsome. He was handsome when he was young." It’s crazy. When I was in elementary school, I secretly learned how to drive modified motorcycles. We were all terrified. I was really angry, but I couldn’t bear to scold him. Fortunately, he didn’t grow up at that time, and he couldn’t step on the pedals. ..."

Lin Pei thought about that scene, the stern-faced Xiao Song Xun was lying on the motorcycle, unable to reach the ground with all his strength...

Suddenly he was cute.

"Isn't it fun?" Wen Qiao also smiled, "This kid is really troublesome, but he has grown up well since he was a child. Sometimes when I look at his face, my anger will disappear... Not now, the longer the dead child grows, the less he will be beaten."

"He, he has been a cool guy since he was a child. When he was in kindergarten, the teacher asked him to line up. Many girls liked him. If they wanted to hold hands with him, he would not do so. Later, he asked the teacher to call me and talk to me sternly. I said, Mom, I don't want to hold hands with them. Why don't you go to school with me, and I'll hold you..."

As Wen Qiao talked, she couldn't help repeating, "You were so cute when you were young."

"Yes."

Lin Pei nodded in agreement, "How cute I was when I was young."

Why does it look so crooked now.

He looked at the photo frame in his hand, and suddenly hated iron for being weak.