After Becoming the Alpha Protagonist, I Snatched the Cannon Fodder Omega

As soon as I opened the door when I returned to the dormitory, the smell of the food hit the inside, instantly giving people a warm feeling of home.

After Ling Mu went in, he closed the door, walked to the sofa and sat down, with one hand around his chest and the other on his chin, thinking about how to tell Qiu Zhenyang about Guan Tang's request for him later.

After a while, Qiu Zhenyang came out of the kitchen with two dishes, and when he saw Ling Mu, he said in surprise, "Are you back?"

"You don't want me to come back?"

"How is that possible, I wish you would never see anyone and keep you by my side..." Qiu Zhenyang laughed while talking, suddenly met Lingmu's dangerous eyes, and quickly changed the subject with a light cough, "It's just that you usually You don't have any friends, and it's rare to have an omega looking for you, and it feels good."

Ling Mu was a little puzzled: "What's good?"

Putting the plate on the table, Qiu Zhenyang wiped his hand on the apron: "It's good to have friends, although you already have a husband as good as me, but you can't even have a friend in your life. Maybe because of For various reasons, you have never had friends, but there will always be in the future, as long as you are comfortable with people, you can be friends."

Comfortable? Ling Mu thought back, although it was really annoying every time Guan Tang came to talk to him, but to be honest, he didn't hate it, even though he didn't pay much attention to him every time, he didn't take the initiative to drive him away.

It should be comfortable, right?

"However, you have to pay attention to making friends. You have to judge whether the other party really wants to be friends with you, and what the other party's character is like. Otherwise, there will be many problems in the future." Qiu Zhenyang had many friends in his past life, and of course he also had some friends. I have had a lot of "bad" friends who ran away after borrowing some money. However, it is difficult to identify after all, and it takes a long time to get along to understand the person of the other party.

"Okay, don't think too much, let's eat first." Qiu Zhenyang took the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, filled some more rice, and called Ling Mu to eat. I can't remember the matter of making friends. Naturally, those who have fate can be found quickly. If there is no fate, I can't squat.

Also, it is useless to think too much, Ling Mu is no longer tangled, and gets up to eat at the table.

Just after taking two bites, Qiu Zhenyang couldn't help but ask, "So what did he say to you?"

Ling Mu took a chopstick and put the sweet and sour fish in his mouth. The sweet and sour taste was very fond of him. He narrowed his eyes and said, "He asked me for the qualification for the game's internal test."

"Internal testing?" Qiu Zhenyang was speechless, "Then why didn't he tell me directly?"

At that time, he was obviously by Ling Mu's side. If he wanted to say something, he could just say no to his face. As for whether to pull Ling Mu away?

"He said he wanted to avoid suspicion, and he felt that it was unlikely to tell you directly. If you pass me, the success rate will be high." Ling Mu looked up at Qiu Zhenyang, "So do you give it?"

Qiu Zhenyang felt amused and said helplessly: "He is quite intelligent. Indeed, there are not many qualifications for internal testing, and it will not affect the game if it is released casually. However, if you come and ask me, I will definitely give it to you. , when did I not follow you?"

Ling Mu immediately climbed up the pole: "Once a month."

"Pfft—" Qiu Zhenyang almost spit out a mouthful of rice, so he hurriedly chewed and swallowed two mouthfuls, "No, no, once a month I'll suffocate to death! Xiao Mumu, you can't be so ruthless, you're also very comfortable when you're like that. isn't it..."

"Are you an idiot!" Ling Mu's cheeks were flushed, and he could not wait to hit him with chopsticks. How could this guy say anything so easily!

Besides, comfort is comfort, but he is also the one who suffers the next day!

Qiu Zhenyang pursed his lips: "I'm not talking nonsense, you are obviously very comfortable, you always hug me and hum, and every time you reach the innermost point, you will sensitively stretch your waist and grab my back and scream, your voice is so nice! "

"Fuck you Qiu Zhenyang, you're dead!"

Before taking a few bites of the meal, Ling Mu had already run over and grabbed Qiu Zhenyang's ear and dragged him desperately! This guy didn't lock his mouth. He knew how to restrain himself before he was completely marked, but now he has completely turned into a stinky hooligan, and he wants to tease himself all the time!

Qiu Zhenyang cried out, wanting to cry without tears, enjoying his wife's "love".

It's really that my wife is so tempting, I can't help but want to start a dirty joke to see his blushing look, woohoo, it's too difficult~

As a result of molesting his wife too much, Qiu Zhenyang went to class hungry in the afternoon.

At the end of a class, Qiu Zhenyang's stomach had already sang the empty city plan for ten minutes. His voice was loud and clear, making the students around him laugh. He couldn't hold back his laughter during class.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Qiu Zhenyang slumped on the seat and looked at Ling Mu reluctantly.

After all, it was his own alpha, Ling Mu was also upset by his pitiful eyes, and finally told him the conditions: "Three times a month."

Qiu Zhenyang touched his stomach, and there was a long and miserable "gu" inside, but its owner still wouldn't give in: "Twice a week."

The conditions related to the little brother must not be allowed!

Ling Mu glared at him through gritted teeth: "Then go hungry!"

He turned around angrily, staring absently at the book, but after a while he smelled a nice perfume approaching.

Looking at the snack bag handed in front of him, Qiu Zhenyang looked up at the girl with beautiful long hair and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Well, it's been a long time since you heard your stomach ringing. You must be very hungry, right? I happen to have some food that I bought at noon, so why don't you put this pad on your stomach first." The girl held the snack bag with one hand and the other with the other. He stroked the hair next to his ear, revealing a long, white and smooth neck.

Qiu Zhenyang was about to refuse, but he glanced at Lingmu's reaction first.

The latter didn't seem to hear anything, and kept his head down reading the book.

Qiu Zhenyang sighed in his heart, it seemed that he still had a long way to go to expect Lingmu to be jealous.

Thinking of this, he raised a bright smile at the girl and said euphemistically, "Thank you for giving me something, but I can bear it for the time being. You should keep it for yourself. There are still three classes in the afternoon. You don't know when you'll be hungry."

Qiu Zhenyang, with hair like ink, eyes like the night, and facial features like carvings, Qiu Zhenyang, almost the moment he laughed, made the girls couldn't help but want to scream!

The girl glanced at Ling Mu next to him, her heart overcame her conscience, and continued to be diligent: "It's okay, I still have something to eat there, you can use it first!"

Qiu Zhenyang raised his eyebrows, it seemed that his rejection was too gentle. He cleared his throat and was about to speak harshly when suddenly another hand stretched out in front of him, holding a fruit the size of an apple.

The hand was fair and slender, the fingers were slender, and the pink nails were round and neatly manicured, quite familiar. As for why they were familiar, it was because Qiu Zhenyang helped Ling Mu fix them while he was sleeping, and every finger had experienced his gentle gaze.

Qiu Zhenyang followed his hand and looked over, Ling Mu still stared at the book, just said: "I got it from the refrigerator, I like it or not."

"!!" Qiu Zhenyang took the fruit from Ling Mu's hand with a shocked expression. Xiao Mumu usually doesn't have the habit of bringing things to the classroom to eat, so he is... bringing it for himself today! Qiu Zhenyang instantly felt that he was floating, and his eyes were filled with pink bubbles.

When the girl next to her saw it, her face suddenly froze.

It was not until the preparation bell rang that Qiu Zhenyang noticed that the girl was still standing beside him. He took a bite of the fruit in his hand, the sweet and sour taste was great, and said to the girl with a happy face: "Thank you very much, but no need, my wife brought me something to eat, oh!"

The last cry that changed its tone was because the foot was suddenly stomped hard, and Qiu Zhenyang continued to bite the fruit happily and in pain.

Seeing that the girl was dejected, bit her lip and was about to leave, Qiu Zhenyang said again: "Also, Lingmu is my omega, even if he doesn't bring any fruit today, I won't eat what other omegas give me."

For a while, the atmosphere was awkward, the girl took a few deep breaths, and finally managed to stabilize her mind and turned her head back: "I'm sorry, I don't know what kind of relationship he has with you."

"Really?" Qiu Zhenyang tilted his head, smiling with a hint of chill, "That really misunderstood you."

After the girl left, Qiu Zhenyang continued to eat the fruit in his hand.

To say how many people in the school don't know about his relationship with Ling Mu, I'm afraid it's less than ten percent. Not to mention his own attention, just the previous live broadcast with Cheng An'an has already exploded in the school, not to mention school classmates, many outsiders know about it.

Furthermore, the girl looked at Ling Mu with an obvious guilty conscience, and she must have known their relationship.

Knowing their relationship, but taking the initiative to be courteous, is nothing more than looking down on Ling Mu's identity, feeling that such a big Qiu family will not really let Ling Mu become Qiu Zhenyang's wife.

This is not what a few people think, but what most people think.

This is also what Qiu Zhenyang gradually discovered, the big difference between Interstellar and his original world. Because there are too many such examples, more people don't respect other people's love relationships, and they just think that they are good enough and can easily ascend to the top. This is what Qiu Zhenyang has always been worried about.

But it doesn't matter, as long as their Qiu family admits Ling Mu, as long as his heart is as strong as a rock, there will be no possibility of shaking their relationship.

After eating a fruit, Qiu Zhenyang threw the core into the retractable trash can under the seat, wiped his hands with a tissue, and turned to look at Ling Mu: "Are you jealous?"

"I think you're full and want to be beaten?" Ling Mu gave him a sideways look and sneered, "Why, you like long hair? I see you staring at that long hair for a long time, do you like it? Heh, I'm so sorry, I'm a male O, it's impossible to keep my hair."

Hearing this unusual tone, Qiu Zhenyang's expression collapsed.

Cold sweat started to break out on his forehead, and he quickly explained, "No no no, I just thought that hair was suitable for mopping the floor, don't you think?"

Ling Mu: "...Oh!"

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