The Pheromone of the Drooping-Eared Rabbit (ABO)

Chapter 42: Rongbao, can I mark you?

When everyone else was trembling and afraid to speak, Rongbao pouted sadly and whispered, "Master Qi doesn't sleep with others..."

Qi Yan's tense old face relaxed a little, lowered his head and asked Rongbao, "When did I sleep with others?"

"Master Qi, you can't..." Rongbao shook his little head left and right and told Qi Yan that he couldn't do that.

Although he felt that the words Rongbao said were unfounded and inexplicable, Qi Yan still agreed: "Well, I don't sleep with others, I just sleep with you."

Rongbao was finally not sad. He pouted and touched the man's old face.

Qi Yan suddenly had a smile on his face, and the atmosphere at the scene was greatly eased.

Qi Yan put down the pistol, dragged the velvet treasure's armpits with both hands, and lifted him up: "My good baby, it's very late. It's time to go to bed."

Rongbao wrapped Qi Yan's waist pole with his legs and was carried to the bedroom on the second floor by the old man to go to bed.

As soon as Qi Yan's high-strength air conditioner manufacturer left, the temperature instantly rose by ten degrees Celsius.

Qi Feng got up from the ground and glanced at the little omega who was still kneeling on the ground: "You go, I'm not in the mood anymore."

The little omega wanted to get up, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand at all. In the end, he was helped up by the maid.

Fortunately, this little omega did not cause any substantial damage to Rongbao. If he had fight back before, even if he only scratched Rongbao's face a little, he would be buried here today. Don't want to go out alive.

When the little omega left, he was still a little shocked.

Rongbao, who was taken back to the bedroom, couldn't sleep. He lay on the old man's abdominal muscles, and his little fingers were bored and scratched on the old man's chest muscles.

Although Qi Yan is very old, he still has a healthy and strong body. His figure is even better than those young people who have been in the gym for many years.

Qi Yan grabbed Rongbao's messy little hand. His throat was inexplicably itchy, and saliva was unconsciously secreted in his mouth. He swallowed his saliva and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Rongbao, it's time to sleep."

There was an accident just now, and I drove away Rongbao's sleepy bug, and I couldn't sleep at all.

Rongbao tilted his little head and rested on the old man's chest. He looked extremely well-behaved: "Master Qi~"

Hearing this voice, Qi Yan felt that he was dying. He quickly took out the inhibitory pills from the drawer and chewed four or five tablets before he could barely suppress it.

Obviously, the delicious food was in front of him, but he chose to take pills, which was simply a violent thing. The outside world would definitely question him for not being able to do it, especially the boy Qi Feng.

When Rongbao saw that Master Qi was taking that pill again, he raised his head and asked, "Master Qi, I'm sick."

Qi Yan said with a smile, "I'm not sick."

Rongbao asked again, "Master Qi, I've taken the medicine."

Qi Yan said honestly, "It's Qi radish who is sick."

Rongbao didn't ask any more, but just patted Qi radish calmly, as if to coax him to sleep obediently.

Rongbao's appeasement had the opposite effect, and Qi radish couldn't sleep even more.

Qi Yan suffered like this all night. It's not that he didn't want to mark Rongbao. He just wanted to wait for Rongbao to like him before marking it.

Because alpha can only mark one omega in his life, of course, he has to decide carefully. It's too hasty and irresponsible.

The next day, Qi Yan got up very early to wash up, changed into a formal dress, and sorted out the broken hair on his forehead behind his head, revealing a pair of sword eyebrows, which looked full of momentum.

However, no matter how aggressive Qi Yan changed his style, he was just an old man in the eyes of Rongbao, and there was no change.

Qi Yan also changed Rongbao's clothes and turned his pajamas into denim suspenders. He planned to take Rongbao to the company together. Only when he brought Rongbao with him would he feel at ease.

When Qi Feng saw that his uncle had changed into formal clothes, he knew that his uncle was going to go to the company today, so he asked, "Uncle, do you want to take your little aunt too?"

"Hmm." Rongbao can't do without his pheromones. In order to avoid Rongbao's self-harm again, Qi Yan can only bring people with him.

When the company came, before Qi Yan went to the conference room for a meeting, he first left Rongbao in his office, and then gave his personal clothes to Rongbao: "Rongbao, wait for me here. I'll go to the meeting and I'll be back in half an hour."

The office is full of things that Qi Yan has used, and there are still Qi Yan's pheromones on it, so it can give Rongbao a great sense of security.

Rongbao nodded obediently and then saw the man leave.

After the man left, Rongbao buried his little face directly in the man's close-fitting clothes and tried his best to smell the strong smell on it, which was fragrant and smelled really good.

Qi Yan's pocket was also filled with velvety intimate clothes. He put his hand into his trousers pocket. Others thought he was in a concave shape. In fact, he was just clenching the small trousers in his trousers pocket.

At the meeting, Qi Yan introduced his nephew to the shareholders.

When he was named by his uncle, Qi Feng quickly stood up and bowed to everyone he was doing.

Most of the people below are a little dissatisfied with Qi Feng. They think that this young man is too weak and has no ability to look at it.

But no matter if others are satisfied, the final decision is in Qi Yan's hands.

After the meeting, Qi Yan and Qi Feng took the lead in walking out of the parliament room.

Qi Feng followed his uncle and just wanted to talk to him about the problem at the meeting when the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

Qi Feng picked it up and answered in his ear: "Why did you suddenly contact me?"

The person who called Qi Feng was the seller who auctioned Rongbao.

After listening to the other party's words, Qi Feng's face changed slightly. He quickly stopped Qi Yan, who was walking in front of him: "Uncle."

Qi Yan stopped and turned around and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"The seller said that if he wanted to pay double the price, he would redeem his little aunt."

Qi Yan's face darkened: "Is the real seller behind it regretting?"

The real seller is likely to be the previous owner of Rongbao.

Qi Feng nodded: "Hmm."

"Well, it's useless for him to regret it now." When Rongbao arrived in his hand, he didn't think he would return it. Qi Yan said with gloomy eyes, "Let the real seller talk to me face to face."

Qi Feng conveyed his uncle's words to the seller, and the seller had to negotiate with the real seller.

After half a day of negotiation, the other party directly lost contact, and this matter was over.

Qi Yan returned to the office and picked up the velvet treasure sitting in his office chair and smelling his underwear intoxicatedly.

Qi Yan held Rongbao very tightly, because he now has a sense of crisis. He felt that the former owner of Rongbao was going to come to rob him, so he had to be prepared in advance.

Qi Yan put the tip of his tall nose against Rongbao's beautiful nose and asked, "Rongbao, can I mark you?"