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    Chapter 44: It Smells Awful

    Jiang Qiu looked at Yun Yi’s finger, bent down, and opened his lips.

    Yun Yi held the yolk and waved it in front of Jiang Qiu’s eyes, the action resembling showing off food before feeding.

    Jiang Qiu’s eyes were always on Yun Yi’s face, taking in all of the young master’s expressions. He lowered his head, his lips approached Yun Yi’s finger, and staring into the other’s eyes, he took the yolk into his mouth.

    His gaze was direct, his tongue brushed against Yun Yi’s fingertip, taking away a bit of crumb from the pad of his finger.

    The wet sensation made Yun Yi’s expression darken, he quickly retracted his finger, then pinched Jiang Qiu’s cheek, his light-colored pupils full of mockery, “Is it tasty?”

    Jiang Qiu nodded without changing his expression, “What Young Master feeds me is naturally delicious.”

    A dark light flashed across Yi Lin’s eyes, he reopened a tea egg, crushed the egg white, picked up the yolk with chopsticks, and extended it towards Jiang Qiu, “Want more?”

    Hearing this, Jiang Qiu finally deigned to take his eyes off Yun Yi, he replied plainly: “Thank you, I’m full.”

    Yun Yi snorted coldly and released his hand.

    Someone who can eat three bowls of rice said he was full after eating one yolk.

    So hypocritical.

    Yun Yi glanced at Yi Lin, who was sitting not far away, picked up the milk and lazily took a sip, frowned imperceptibly after swallowing, and then pushed the milk glass away.

    “Little Uncle, are you full?”

    “Full.”

    “Let’s go to the company.”

    Yi Lin got up and went to Yun Yi’s side, patted him on the shoulder: “The company has a lot of secrets, it’s not good for outsiders to follow you.”

    Yun Yi blinked and looked sideways at Yi Lin, “He’s not an outsider.”

    He is my pet.

    Jiang Qiu’s lowered eyelashes trembled as he looked at the small figure in front of him and curled his lips, he stretched out his hand, wanting to help the young master up, but Yun Yi misunderstood his intention and placed the milk glass on the table in his hand.

    “Finish it.”

    Jiang Qiu reflexively grasped the glass, his Adam’s apple bobbed, he turned his wrist, aimed the side with the residual lip print at himself, and then drank it all.

    Yun Yi rolled his eyes at the sight.

    Pervert.

    Yi Lin noticed something unusual in the way the two interacted.

    Yun Yi seemed to dislike Jiang Qiu, but he didn’t hate him at all.

    And Jiang Qiu, although a servant, his intentions were obvious to everyone and he didn’t hide it in front of him at all.

    Yi Lin had something he wanted to say, but he couldn’t quite grasp Yun Yi’s meaning.

    As the three of them got into the car, Yi Lin raised the partition, blocking Jiang Qiu who was sitting in the passenger seat and clenching his fists tightly.

    Yun Yi frowned, not understanding what Yi Lin wanted to do, and glanced over with his eyes half-closed.

    Yi Lin coughed lightly, his well-defined fingers tapping on his knees a few times.

    “Xiao Yi, who is this person in front?”

    Yun Yi suddenly smiled, the corners of his eyes lifting upwards: “Someone I raise.”

    “…What kind of person is he to you?” Yi Lin asked knowingly, just wanting to see how Yun Yi would answer.

    “A servant. Little Uncle, can’t you see such an obvious thing?”

    The disgust in Yun Yi’s words was undisguised, and now he finally understood why Yi Lin ended up the way he did in the book.

    So stupid.

    It was good that he was a servant. Yi Lin pushed up his glasses, thinking of the way Jiang Qiu looked at Yun Yi, it certainly wasn’t the look of a normal servant.

    A servant also couldn’t have found his way from the Allied Nations to the Third District.

    If Yun Yi didn’t know Jiang Qiu’s intentions, it would be fine, he could just send Jiang Qiu away.

    But if he knew, and still allowed Jiang Qiu to deepen those intentions, then…

    Yi Lin weighed his words, “Xiao Yi, there’s something I don’t know if I should say it or not, I…”

    Yun Yi swept his clear eyes over, interrupting him as a matter of course, “Then don’t say it.”

    Yi Lin: “?”

    “Little Uncle doesn’t even know if he should say it or not, then don’t say it, tell me when you’re sure you should say it.” Yun Yi finished speaking and raised his index finger to his lips: “Shh, don’t say it now, I don’t want to hear it.”

    Yi Lin: “…”

    Yi Lin gritted his teeth, his little nephew was really interesting, so interesting that he wanted to go over and rough him up.

    This was nothing like the good baby in front of Grandma, he was a little devil who could anger people to death with just a few words.

    Forget it.

    The little devil didn’t seem like someone who would take a loss.

    Jiang Qiu in the passenger seat loosened his clenched fists and said to the driver next to him: “Stop the car.”

    The driver glanced at Jiang Qiu, “What’s wrong?”

    “The seat is wet.”

    “Ah?”

    The wet passenger seat was a dereliction of duty for the driver, he quickly turned the steering wheel and stopped the car on the side of the road, as soon as he stopped, Jiang Qiu opened the car door and got out, took a bottle of water from the center console and quickly splashed it on.

    The driver looked at Jiang Qiu with an incredulous expression, seemingly unable to believe what this alpha had just done.

    His lips trembled, wanting to say something, but the alpha glanced over lightly, and he stopped himself.

    Yi Lin’s voice came from the back seat, low and hoarse: “Why are you stopping?”

    With the partition raised, Jiang Qiu went around to Yun Yi’s side, the car window lowered, he lowered his head and looked at Yun Yi: “Young Master, my seat is wet, I can’t sit.”

    Yun Yi’s gaze swept over the front seat, it was indeed wet.

    His pearly white teeth were revealed, and he looked at Jiang Qiu teasingly, “Did you wet your pants?”

    “…No.”

    The driver dared to be angry but dared not speak, sitting in the driver’s seat gripping the steering wheel tightly, using his eyes to accuse Jiang Qiu from the rearview mirror.

    Jiang Qiu opened the car door, “Young Master, can I sit in?”

    Yun Yi tilted his head and refused to move, “Sure, you can.”

    Jiang Qiu understood, the young master was lazy again. He didn’t want to move and wanted him to go around to Yi Lin’s side.

    “You get carsick, is it okay if I sit in the middle and you lean by the window?”

    Yi Lin suddenly smiled, “What a thoughtful servant.”

    The words “thoughtful” were emphasized heavily, Jiang Qiu couldn’t possibly not hear it, but his expression remained unchanged, he still stood still, waiting for Yun Yi to speak.

    Yi Lin continued, “I don’t get carsick, I can sit in the middle.”

    “Come, Xiao Yi’s servant, come over here.”

    Jiang Qiu finally deigned to give Yi Lin a look, if looks could kill, Yi Lin would have died a thousand times over.

    Yun Yi didn’t move, Jiang Qiu directly bent down and picked him up, quickly stepping into the middle seat in the back and placing Yun Yi down.

    Ignoring Yi Lin’s astonished expression, he looked at Yun Yi: “Thank you, Young Master.”

    Yun Yi gave Jiang Qiu a look of disdain, not saying anything, as if he didn’t mind Jiang Qiu’s offense at all.

    The car door closed, and the car started again.

    Alphas must repel each other, Jiang Qiu and Yi Lin were no exception.

    With a large space between the two alphas, Jiang Qiu would be very close to Yun Yi.

    Yun Yi looked out the window, feeling that this place was a bit different from the Allied District.

    In the Allied District, many alphas would wear bite inhibitors when going out, making it easy to distinguish alphas from betas.

    But here, almost no one wore them, and they could only be distinguished by height and appearance.

    Jiang Qiu opened one leg, his knee touching Yun Yi’s leg.

    Very lightly and slowly, like a test.

    Yun Yi didn’t turn his head, directly reaching his hand to Jiang Qiu’s waist and pinching hard –

    “Hiss…”

    The movement was too subtle, Yi Lin couldn’t see it and could only hear Jiang Qiu’s hiss.

    He looked at Jiang Qiu suspiciously, “What are you doing?”

    Jiang Qiu looked at Yi Lin with a somewhat aggrieved expression, remembering the words the young master said every time that struck his heart: “The taste of red wine is very unpleasant.”

    Yi Lin gritted his teeth.

    Damn it! The scent of his pheromones was red wine!

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