Xiao Tian O dresses up as a villain and fake young master

Chapter 29

Teng Song's big hands clamped down on Teng Yingzhi's jaw, easily pinching his palm-sized face. He maliciously put his thumb and index finger together in the middle, forcing Teng Yingzhi's mouth to pout. .

A pair of thin lips were bright red, as if covered with a layer of honey.

When you kiss her, it's soft and warm, with an alluring aroma of wine.

"Why are you always pinching me!" Teng Yingzhi struggled dissatisfiedly in his hands.

The complaining voice interrupted Teng Song's confused memories of last night.

He immediately let go of his hand and rubbed his fingertips subconsciously. At that moment, it seemed that his will had some kind of irreversible wavering.

"Why are you always angry with me?" Teng Song copied his words and teased back.

Teng Yingzhi was confused and bent down to hug the quilt. How could he be so angry just by washing the quilt? Just thinking about it, Teng Yingzhi was stunned, and a ridiculous idea suddenly came to him.

Could it be that my brother is the Alpha?

He wrinkled his nose and sniffed suspiciously. His brother was standing in front of him. He didn't even smell of men's perfume. The only source of pheromones was the quilt in his arms.

The Alpha that has just been marked should also be in a state of surging lust. He will instinctively stay by Omega's side and unconsciously release pheromones to comfort him. Very few Alphas can control the release of pheromones so accurately. Even the Omega that has just been marked can be retracted and released freely, so this self-control is amazing.

How could an Alpha with such amazing self-control label him so boldly?

Besides, my brother is a native of this world, how could he be an Alpha?

After dispelling this doubt, Teng Yingzhi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he is not his brother. If so, being marked by his brother would be too strange. Marking is an intimate behavior between the sexes. If it happened between him and his brother... it would not only be strange, but it would probably involve something. layer of ethical issues.

It's a bit scary, grandpa will break both of their legs!

Teng Yingzhi hugged the quilt and ran away, leaving Teng Song in the room.

Teng Song was still rubbing his fingertips, as if the soft touch was still there, rubbing it, and unknowingly it reached his heart.

After a long time, Teng Song held his forehead expressionlessly, feeling that he was probably a little delirious.

After Teng Yingzhi threw the quilt into the laundry room, he told him to wash the quilt and sheets twice and not to take them to his room again before going back. At this time, Teng Song had disappeared. He searched around but couldn't find it. Li Bo said, "Mr. Teng just answered a phone call and went out."

"You still go out on the first day of the new year..." Teng Ying was excited. , I thought about what my brother said just now. Why are you so angry with me? Isn't it because he was angry with me?

He thought a little aggrievedly that he had done nothing wrong.

Teng Yingzhi didn't think about it carefully, and suddenly he didn't know what to do. He Ji was playing chess with his grandfather, but Teng Yingzhi wisely did not go to find his grandfather. He knew that He Ji was cultivating a relationship with his grandfather, and his grandfather did not hate this newly found grandson. What was he doing with him?

So I asked Uncle Li for a list of people in the courtyard and started to observe them one by one to see who was the Alpha.

There are not many people in the courtyard, and there are even fewer people who can go indoors at night. Most of them are concentrated in the kitchen. Teng Yingzhi pretended to be looking for food and went into the kitchen. The utensils happened to be there, preparing the lunch menu. Teng Yingzhi received a bunch of greetings when she entered. She walked around the crowd and found nothing.

Everyone was respectful when facing him, without Alpha's confidence and flamboyance, and they didn't smell pheromones.

He looked for other people one by one according to the list, worked all morning, and came back without success.

He tore the list into pieces and threw it into the trash can. He was so tired that he collapsed on the sofa in the side hall and didn't want to move. My body is not tired, but my mind is tired. Before talking to everyone, I have to think about the topic and chat a few words bluntly. Otherwise, if I go over and sniff people without saying a word, I will be regarded as a pervert.

After all, he still couldn't find who the Alpha was. Teng Yingzhi was a little anxious, a little panicked, and even wanted to escape from here.

The phone dinged. Teng Yingzhi took it over and saw that it was news from the classmate group.

It was said that Song Tian passed away.

The messages in the group were flowing very quickly, and everyone was asking whether it was true or false. Some people said that Song Tian had messaged and chatted with them two days ago. How could it be so fast?

Until Song Tian's good friend said in the group that it was true, she left on New Year's Eve.

Teng Yingzhi's eyes suddenly turned red as he looked at the messages of condolences that kept flooding the screen in the group.

He didn't have a close relationship with Song Tian, ​​and life and death didn't matter at all, but the person he met was still so young, just twenty years old, and died of illness before anything had even started, which still made him feel uncomfortable.

Especially Song Tian is so similar to him, both of them can't help themselves and are teased by fate.

He curled up on the sofa, immersed in mourning alone, feeling that it would probably be his turn soon.

Before lunch, Teng Song came back with the cold air outside.

Teng Yingzhi got up when he heard the noise, emerged from behind the sofa, and saw his brother walking in carrying a delicate paper bag. Teng Song happened to see him looking over with half of his head exposed, and walked over without even taking off his coat.

Just when I walked over, I saw that he was a little sluggish and his eyes were red. I couldn't help but reached out and touched his hair and said, "What's wrong?"

"A classmate died of illness." Teng Yingzhi spoke in a low voice with a nasal voice. Afterwards, he coughed twice due to the strong smell of smoke coming from Teng Song's sleeves. He frowned and backed away, and asked in surprise: "Brother, have you smoked?"

Teng Song meant something to Teng Yingzhi. It's perfect.

He is high above the world, does not enter the mortal world, and does not smoke or drink.

I smoked so much today that my clothes are smelly!

Teng Song raised his hand and smelled his sleeve. The smell of smoke was indeed very strong. He must have been smoked for several hours, and he was used to it, so he didn't notice it for a while.

"I didn't smoke it, it was stained outside." Teng Song gave him the paper bag and patted his head twice. "It's a New Year's gift. I'll go up and take a shower to remove the smell."

After saying that, he took off his coat . Went upstairs.

Teng Yingzhi felt a little relieved, and the sadness was diluted a lot.

My brother stopped smoking and regained his perfect image in his heart.

No matter how heavy a smoker is, no one dares to smoke in front of Teng Song, unless they are very close friends. My brother must have gone out to meet his friends, so he remembered to bring a gift for himself.

Teng Yingzhi opened the paper bag, and inside there was a thin red envelope and a card with his birthday as the password. From the year he came here, his brother would give him such a red envelope every year, and he used his brother's red envelope to establish the game company. The New Year gift is a snow-white rabbit doll with red eyes, a small one, exquisitely made and beautiful, holding a small red love heart in its hand.

The doll didn't smell like smoke. Teng Yingzhi didn't think much about the little heart when she saw it. She just thought it was cute and liked it very much.

Teng Song watched quietly from a distance as he looked very happy after receiving the doll, touching it and squeezing it. Then he smiled and climbed up the stairs.

After a while, Teng Song came down with wet hair, her body was fresh and refreshing, and there was no smell of smoke. He did not immediately go to the side hall to accompany Teng Yingzhi, but asked Uncle Li a few questions, why he had only left for two or three hours, and this child was huddled on the sofa with red eyes and wanted to cry. He really wanted to die of illness early. Are your classmates sad?

He didn't doubt that Teng Yingzhi would be sad if a classmate really died of illness, but he had seen Teng Yingzhi suffer from grievances too many times and didn't say anything about it. This time he told it honestly, but Teng Song didn't believe it.

Uncle Li only said that the young master had not left all morning, and he didn't know what to do in the meantime. He asked him for a list of people in the courtyard, and chatted with them one by one. He ran out of things to say, maybe he was bored.

Asked again if he had met He Ji, Uncle Li said that Young Master He Ji was still playing chess with the old man and had never been out.

Teng Song understood that no one paid attention to him during the Chinese New Year, which made him feel a little depressed.

He shouldn't have gone out in the morning. He always felt that he had to stay with him every step of the way. He really couldn't resist Zhou Xun's crying for his father and mother on the phone...

During lunch, Teng Song said that he would take her with him in the afternoon. Teng Yingzhi went to pay New Year's greetings to his grandparents, and Mr. Teng naturally had no objection. Teng Yingzhi really wanted to go out for some fresh air. When he thought that there was an Alpha hidden around him who had marked him, he wanted to run away.

He hesitated and said, "But wouldn't it be good to go to New Year's greetings in the afternoon?"

Moreover, he had never met his brother's grandparents. To be honest, even He Ji, his father's biological son, was not the same as his brother's grandparents. A relationship that cannot be reached with eight poles. The divorce between his father and his brother's mother might not have been very good, and his grandparents probably didn't like the children of Teng Ruicheng's second marriage.

Teng Yingzhi suddenly became a little nervous.

"There are so many people in the morning, so it's inconvenient." Teng Song's eyes were calm and calm. He seemed to see Teng Yingzhi's nervousness and added, "I'm with you, don't be nervous."

Teng Yingzhi said He nodded, thinking that if he was with his brother all the time, he wouldn't be so nervous.

From beginning to end, Teng Song never mentioned He Ji.

He Ji was angry, but he couldn't show it openly, so he could only pretend not to care.

After the meal, Teng Song also gave He Ji a red envelope and said expressionlessly, "Be safe every year."

If Teng Song hadn't already taken Teng Yingzhi out, He Ji might have been a little happy when he received the red envelope. When I go to pay New Year's greetings to my elders, I don't bring my biological brother, but the one I'm not related to. I show my preference clearly. What else doesn't He Ji understand? This red envelope has no meaning, it's just the eldest brother's dignity as the head of the family.

Treat everyone equally? Of course there is no such thing.

The smell of cigarette smoke was still lingering in the car that Teng Song drove when he left in the morning. Teng Ying sneezed as soon as she got in.

Teng Song could only change cars, and at the same time looked at him lightly and said, "You are so delicate."

Teng Yingzhi was so angry that she kicked him in the calf, "Who asked you to bring back so much second-hand smoke!"

He was wearing a pair of black lambskin boots. , because I had walked a short distance to change cars, the soles of my shoes were stained with some dust. At this time, there were several messy gray and white marks on Teng Song's trousers, which I couldn't even get rid of.

Teng Song pinched his fresh cheeks again, "It's so noisy."

Teng Yingzhi knew that she was in the wrong, so she didn't dare to speak, and she stayed in the passenger seat obediently. Because he spent most of his time indoors, he wore little clothing. It was cold in the carriage, so he couldn't help but rub his hands and wait for the warm air to heat up the carriage.

Teng Song also rubbed his hands, but he rubbed his fingertips.

Come on~

Thanks to the little angel who dropped the mines: 1 pineapple jam;

thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 44 bottles of Caution; 16 bottles of 533; 10 bottles of Xiaoyi Feier; 8 bottles of Save the Child; National Civil Affairs 5 bottles of Bureau; 3 bottles of Mo Ran; 2 bottles of Wu Sheng; 1 bottle of Jizhuer and Ahehe FY;