nycdaug Chapter 216 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (28)
Chapter 216 His beloved is the low-level omega that everyone fears? (28)
Ah Cheng believed it.
His boss always has a magical power to make everyone believe in him.
I guess he used this magical power to coax the stupid alpha's money.
Of course, everyone may just be looking at the face.
"You're being too conspicuous. Even though you don't have pheromones on you, the visual impact is no greater than the taste impact."
"I just haven't been home for a few days. I wanted to see you and Qingzhu, and ask how the store is doing these days."
"Qingzhu and I are both fine, and everything is normal in the store."
"That's good."
"But..." Ah Cheng stopped hesitating.
"But what?"
"But Officer Xiao Song comes to see you at least once a day." Ah Cheng said this, and subconsciously changed his voice to a furtive tone, "Brother Xingxing, is Officer Xiao Song interested in you?"
Speaking of this, Xing Chen held the phone in his hand, feeling a little ashamed.
My cell phone was turned off for the past few days. After I turned it on today, I received a call from Song Zhian not long after.
Song Zhian yelled at him on the phone, scolding him for turning off his phone for so many days without even reporting that he was safe.
Xing Chen was afraid of scaring the child, so she didn't dare tell him that she had become his aunt. She could only find a bunch of excuses to fool him.
"Actually, Brother Xingxing, I think Officer Xiao Song is pretty good and a good match for you. He's kind, does a good job, and is a public employee. He can protect you in the future. But it's too late to say anything now. If Officer Xiao Song knew about you, he would probably be heartbroken."
Xing Chen: “…”
How to say this, it’s not that Song Zhian is not good, but his uncle is more attractive.
I don’t know if he would be heartbroken, but he would most likely be scared to death.
Xing Chen thought for a moment and said, "If he comes to the store again, just tell him that I'm not back from traveling yet."
Ah Cheng nodded.
"Then I won't go to the store to cause trouble. Please say hello to Qingzhu Wen for me."
"I understand, Brother Xingxing."
"Remember, don't let anything slip to Officer Song."
"I remember."
After saying goodbye to Ah Cheng, Xing Chen went straight upstairs and went home.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw cat food and a litter box next to the shoe cabinet, and even a cat climbing frame was bought.
“Very attentive.”
Xing Chen laughed. Although Dahuang didn't need cat food or cat litter, this was still a heartwarming thing to do.
"Huang'er."
Da Huang appeared out of nowhere in Xing Chen's arms, hugged Xing Chen and kissed his chin.
【grown ups. 】
Xing Chen put it on the cat rack.
"Forget about the rest. The cat climbing frame can help you relieve your boredom."
Dahuang had been dormant for a few days on his own initiative. Now he is full of energy, climbing up and down and having a lot of fun.
Xing Chen locked the door, changed into slippers and walked to the washroom counter.
I looked up at myself in the mirror. The thin powder on my neck had not yet faded away, and there were red spots scattered around. There was a hint of fatigue and satisfaction between my eyebrows, and even the slight movement of my eyes revealed a bit of blur.
Really... loved to the core.
No wonder there were sticky and ambiguous looks everywhere along the way.
Xing Chen shook his head, his mind couldn't help but recall the scenes of Qi Luo torturing him in front and behind. He threw those scenes out of his mind and let out a long breath.
When he raised his eyes again, there was no trace of charm left in them.
Xing Chen opened the mirror and saw a cabinet inside for storing sundries. There were some brand new toothpastes and shower gels in it. There were not many things and everything could be seen clearly at a glance.
Xing Chen took out a few things from inside, reached out to the top wall and pressed down hard.
The wall behind the mirror suddenly slid open silently in both directions, revealing the space behind the wall.
Inside were various portable guns and ammunition, as well as the clothing he wore when performing missions.
These suits are made of special materials and are ingeniously designed and padded, which will cause the body shape data of the daytime members to be different from the actual body shape when they are photographed during the mission.
Xing Chen glanced around and picked out a silver pistol.
After he checked the gun and bullets and confirmed that they were correct, he restored the wall to its original state, put the things in the cabinet in order, and finally closed the mirror door.
Only then was the final message confirming the execution of the mission sent out.
Afterwards, Xing Chen tidied himself up as usual, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
In the darkness of the early morning, he got up, put on his mission clothes, loaded his gun and bullets, put on a loose coat over his clothes, walked downstairs silently like a ghost, and disappeared into the back alley of the bar street.
It has always been a practice to meet with team members the day before a mission to explain tactics and break down the mission.
By the time Xing Chen and the rest of the team members met up, there were less than 24 hours left before the mission began.
They were sent to an abandoned factory in the suburbs one after another.
We have carried out missions together several times and are very familiar with each other.
"team leader!"
The last person who got off the car outside rushed over instantly and hugged Xing Chen tightly.
"I miss you so much!"
Xing Chen patted Bai Xi's sturdy back and praised him, "You've been training well recently, and you've become much stronger."
"Xiao Xixi, be gentle. You're like a bull and you're not afraid of hurting the captain. You're wearing too much heat in this hot weather. Little sun, you should emit less heat!" Bai Dong said as he stood beside Xing Chen.
"Do you think our captain is as weak as you? Hey, Da Dongdong, your name is not powerful at all. How about you give us some northwest wind?"
There was no particular rule for code names in the team. Everyone had the same surname, Bai. In order to make them easier to remember, Xia Xingchen asked everyone to use the homophones of the words "East, West, South, North, Up and Down" as their nicknames.
Later, everyone started calling him by his nicknames Xixi and Dongdong.
"I can't help it. This is Xia Xia's home turf. It's not my turn to blow the northwest wind."
Bai Xi looked at Bai Xia and begged, "Xia Xia, how about you give me some southeast wind?"
Bai Xia was too lazy to pay attention to him: "You are always the last one, and the one who talks the most nonsense."
"That's what our captain said before. Fortunately, we have a little sunshine like me in the team. Otherwise, a bunch of taciturn people would really suffocate people to death. Isn't that right, captain?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Xing Chen hugged him and walked towards the big guy, "What will we do without your little mouth chattering around?"
"Did you hear that? Xia Xia, the captain confirmed it himself." Bai Xi said proudly with his head held high.
"I heard you, team pet."
Bai Xi rushed out from under Xing Chen's hand, sat on Bai Xia and started tickling him.
"Xia Xia, explain it to me clearly. Do you mean that I am the team's favorite, or am I the team's pet?"
"You guess it yourself." Bai Xia smiled and dodged him.
"Do you still need to guess? What good intentions can you have?"
Bai Xi put both hands under his armpits and scratched him hard.
“Hahahaha, go away, hahahaha, it’s itchy, go away, hahahaha…”
Bai Xia is usually aloof, ruthless and quiet, but he is very ticklish.
Ever since Bai Xi found out about this, they would perform the same trick every time they met.
No matter how aloof Bai Xi is, he will make him laugh non-stop.
Everybody was watching the show from the sidelines, and were very satisfied, so they all went up to separate the two people.
According to the rules of the organization, people are not allowed to remove the disguises on their faces and bodies without special circumstances, so everyone looks ugly in different ways.
After all, makeup is a compulsory course in everyone's training, but everyone has their own understanding and ideas.
You can be beautiful in life, but in tasks, everyone wants to be ugly without exception. The ideas are surprisingly consistent.
Maybe the uglier and more ferocious it is, the more intimidating it looks?