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CHAPTER 10

Chapter 10: Actually, it's not very cool...

Alpha sat beside him angrily, staring out the window without saying a word.

The street lamps passed one by one, and the light flickered on the man, illuminating the indistinct red on his neck.

"Officer Yu?" Nie Zihang approached and called him, "Are you angry?"

ignore him.

Continue to call: "Officer Yu."

"Officer Yu, Xiao Yu?"

"Officer Xiaoyu?"

"Yu Yu?"

The last nickname came out, and Alpha's hair was successfully blown up, and the red color that had just fallen on his neck was blown up again.

"Don't yell."

Nie Zihang smiled and spread his palm toward him: "Officer Yu, the recorder hasn't been returned to me yet."

Alpha immediately flung the pen back into his hand like the plague.

Then, like a snail, it shrank back.

Nie Zihang calmly put the pen back in his pocket, always feeling that the scent of alpha pheromones still lingers on his fingertips.

When they arrived at Fenghua Mansion, the two got out of the car. Before leaving, the driver opened the car window and instructed Yu Jingxuan: "If it's Alpha, get in, don't wait for your daughter-in-law to run away and regret it!"

Then go away.

Yu Jingxuan opened the payment software and asked, "How much is the taxi fare, I will transfer you by Fetion."

Nie Zihang waved his hand indifferently: "Just a few dollars, don't give it. I'll take you along the way, and I'll pay that much if you don't follow the car. Go home, I'll go back too."

After that, I clicked on the take-out software and started to look at the nearby take-out.

Spicy hot pot, too spicy.

Sichuan cuisine? Hunan cuisine? more spicy...

Otherwise, eat Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

I clicked into a Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and I didn't want to eat it when I saw the picture above.

Seeing that the storefronts in the takeaway had slipped down to twenty or so and had not been selected, the person next to him suddenly said, "Why don't you come to my place to eat. The takeaway is too boring to eat. I went out to cook at noon. Lotus root pork ribs soup, go back and fry two dishes, just eat together."

Nie Zihang slid his finger on the screen for a while.

He remembered that on the night of the barbecue, Chongtianou got drunk and said that the rest of his family could do housework and cook, and that he was a good wife who could not be found even with a lantern.

As an Omega who had talked to three wives, all of whom were delicate, and a rough man who had never eaten home-cooked food, Nie Zihang was heartbroken.

He didn't even give a symbolic refusal. He immediately put away the phone and responded with a smile: "Okay."

The Fenghua Mansion where Yu Jingxuan lived was an old community. It was an old-fashioned residential building with a height of 5 or 6 stories, and there were dense ivy climbing on the side walls.

Go straight along the main road of the community, and you will arrive at the third building.

Yu Jingxuan took the key and opened the door, a strong smell of meat had already wafted out, and there was a murmur of boiling water from the kitchen.