After the Soft Sister Differentiated Into A

After evening self-study, Yao Jin said goodbye to the girl she was with, and got into the car that parked there waiting for her in the old place.

The driver did not ask her symbolically where she was going as usual. After she got in the car, he started the car.

Yao Jin knows that it is mostly Yao Wei who wants to see her tonight.

When she got out of the car and got home, when she was changing slippers outside, she saw a pair of eye-catching high heels on the shoe rack. Looking at the style, it was not Yao Wei's favorite.

The look on Yao Jin's face became a little cold.

After entering, I saw Yao Wei and an unfamiliar woman sitting at the dining table. There were already dishes on the table and three sets of chopsticks were placed on the table.

"Ah, is Jinjin coming back? Just so, come over for dinner, just waiting for you~"

The woman looks very young, with long hair tied behind her, and she wears a light-colored satin shirt. She looks beautiful and intellectual, which fits Yao Wei's taste.

Yao Jin lifted her lips and saw that she came over to greet her familiarly when she first met. A strange woman who was the hostess of the house, smiled coldly: "I have already had dinner at school, so I won't disturb the two of you. "

After she finished speaking, she didn't look directly at the woman anymore, just passed by her and walked to the second floor.

Yao Wei looked at her wayward back, frowned and squeezed the glass in her hand.

She was sitting at the dining table, holding a glass of boiled water in her hand, her black shirt with open cuffs, casually rolled around her forearm, the first button of the collar was rigorously buttoned, medium-length straight hair hanging down her shoulders, and silver-rimmed glasses. There was a hint of unpleasantness in the introverted peach blossom eyes.

Yao Wei is five years younger than Zhuang Yue. When Yao Jin was born, she was only twenty-four years old. Now she is in her early forties, but she is well maintained and looks less than thirty.

"Jinjin, it's the first time you met with your Aunt Qiong. Pay attention to etiquette. We have been waiting for you, and she has specially cooked many dishes that suit your taste. Come and eat a little bit."

Yao Jin squeezed the handrails of the stairs, and when she heard Yao Wei's words, she laughed out loud.

She turned around, the coldness in her eyes turned into sarcasm, "It fits my taste? I'm afraid it's Mr. Yao that you don't know. What kind of dishes do I like to eat?"

In the living room, where there was no smoke or smoke, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point abruptly.

Qiong Ran looked at the two fierce swords and hurriedly stepped forward to complete the battle.

"By the way, I heard Yao Wei say that you like desserts. I bought some of their signature desserts at Shangshixuan. I don't know if it suits your taste. I'll show them to you..."

Seeing her turning around and walking towards the kitchen, Yao Jin impatiently interrupted her unfinished words, "I did love sweets when I was five or six years old. Mr. Yao remembers this clearly, saying so to everyone I have been with. However, you are still the first person she brought here for dinner. Why, is President Yao planning to make a decision this time and no longer consider other people?"

"Yao Jin! Is this the right thing for you to say? You are really getting worse and worse..."

Yao Wei was irritated by her words, no longer caring about her composure, and slapped her palm on the table.

Yao Jin turned her head back to her room on the second floor and slammed the door shut.

The soundproofing effect of the room is very good, after closing the door, all the disturbance outside is isolated.

Yao Jin let go of her strength, leaned back and collapsed on the big bed, staring at the gorgeous chandelier above her head in a daze.

After a while, he moved his right hand and realized that he was still holding Jin Siming's jacket in his hand.

She stared sideways at the white coat for a moment, and then, feeling a vacancy somewhere in her heart, she subconsciously took a sniff.

The familiar sweetness can still comfort her, but it's a pity that the smell is getting weaker and weaker.

After a few seconds, she quickly threw away the dress, her white cheeks slid pink.

She got up, stepped on slippers, and took a shower in the bathroom. After the hair was blown, it was only half past nine in the evening.

Yao Jin lay straight on the bed, staring at the ceiling above her head.

With nothing to do, she picked up the phone and turned on the screen to unlock it.

There are many people who have sent messages to her, but they are all things that don't matter to her.

Although for the sake of social interaction, she has dabbled in many aspects of knowledge, from sports competitions to entertainment gossip, to game e-sports, in order to have conversations with different friends, she knows all of these. However, she herself has no real preferences.

After a few random strokes, after replying to a few messages, I took another look at the time, and it was only ten o'clock.

She threw the phone aside in discouragement, got up and turned over the low cabinet beside the bed. When taking the inhibitor, she saw the small pink medicine bottle next to it and took it out.

She is still in the fever period, in order to prevent accidents, she needs to inject inhibitors in advance every night.

After using the inhibitor, she used to open the small medicine bottle again. After pouring a few pills on the palm of her hand, she suddenly remembered what the school doctor said, acted for a while, and put the medicine back in again.

It is not a normal sleeping pill. It is a special sleep aid prescribed by her private doctor. Whenever she feels bored at night or really suffers from insomnia, she will take some to aid sleep. Taking a small amount will not cause side effects.

But now she is still in the fever period, and just after using the inhibitor, she can no longer take other drugs at will.

She had to lie back and stand upright again, resigning to her fate, quietly waiting for the passage of time, hoping that she could fall asleep smoothly in the next second.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a while, she closed her eyes and slowly stretched out her hand, then pulled the coat over, gently hugged it in her arms, her face steamed with an abnormal blush again.

"It's all to blame, Jin Siming."

She murmured.

When she felt that her state was not right at the beginning, she checked the relevant information and basically determined that it was a pheromone-dependent response. She was pretty sure that she hadn't been marked by anyone, and if this situation could happen, there was only one possibility, what did she do to that Alpha.

"In the case of physical advantage, you got an omega...Jin Siming, you are too weak, right?"

Yao Jin bit her red lips and hugged the clothes in her arms, annoyed.

I don’t know how long my dependence on this taste will last. It’s really troublesome...

Although it is not clear what happened at that time, it should be what she did actively under the influence of the fever period.

Knowing that this kind of result will be the main responsibility for her, but... Jin Siming is really too weak, right?

......

"Snee!"

Jin Siming, who was buying vegetables with her brother, suddenly sneezed.

Holding her hand impatiently, she urged Jin Tong, who was standing in front of the vegetable stand, to pick and choose, "Hey, can you hurry up? It's big night, after dinner, what kind of food do you have to buy? "

Jin Tong next to him is holding a basket in one hand, and picking out vegetables in the other. “Hey, I don’t have any food in the kitchen at home, so I can only buy it. Oh, why don’t the food here seem so fresh? "

"Don't check what time it is, what fresh dishes are available in the evening, and some are good." Jin Siming took out his mobile phone boredly, and after a glance at the time, his brows frowned again. , At this time in the past, she had already taken a shower and played beautifully in bed, but now she has to be dragged out to accompany her stinky brother to buy food.

"You order this to buy food, do you want to cook it for someone yourself? It really is, and it makes me come out to accompany you!"

"This is a secret. I'll tell you when I'm done. I will ask my sister to help you~ And, I didn't let you accompany me. Mom said that you must come out to exercise after eating. one time."

Jin Siming took his mobile phone and looked at Jian Xin and the others in the group's game invitation, but he could only reluctantly refuse.

"All said that I have run two laps in school, she must not believe...Okay, you hurry up."

Under Jin Siming's urging, Jin Tong finally bought the vegetables, and the two of them checked out and returned home.

As soon as he entered the door, Jin Siming rushed to his room, threw himself on the bed and took out his mobile phone, entered Jian Xin's room and joined the game.

Just after a round of play, Jin Tong knocked on the door of the room.

She got out of bed impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Jin Tong stood by the door and said with a smile: "It's a bit late now, I have to prepare for a long time by myself. Sister, please come and help me get started. You can do it faster~"

Jin Siming raised his eyebrows: "You also know it's late? You still have to cook by yourself at night."

"Oh, my most beautiful, diligent, excellent and kind-hearted sister~ please help your poor brother, help me, and I will tell you why I cook."

Seeing Jin Tong twisting his shoulders to act coquettishly at her, Jin Siming couldn't help but feel a chill, "Sorry, I'm not particularly curious about why you suddenly convulsed to cook."

After that, she was about to close the door, supported by Jin Tong with one hand, and squeezed in with a grin, "Then you help me, if mom wants you to go out with me this weekend, I will cover you, why? Sample?"

Jin Siming's eyes lit up. This condition was quite attractive to her, so she put down her mobile phone and went into the kitchen with Jin Tong.

"Sister, help me peel the garlic and cut the ginger..."

Jin Siming lay hands on him while asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Chicken soup."

"Soup? You make soup at night"

Jin Siming stared at him.

"Yes, the chicken was specially processed by the aunt at noon, and the small fire was slowly boiled in the evening, and it was just right the next day~"

Jin Siming stopped asking more questions. After everything was done, she clapped her hands and said, “Now there’s nothing else to do, right? I’m back to my room. By the way, you said to help me cover the weekend. Don't scumbag."

"I know~ Now that I said, I will definitely help you. However, sister, do you really care who I made this soup for?"

Jin Siming didn't really care, but when he saw him look like a beast, he gave face to his performance: "Oh, I'm so curious, who is it for?"

"Hey, I heard people say that my goddess Yao Jin passed out in gym class yesterday, so I want to make soup to replenish her body."

"What?!"

Jin Siming yelled, "I helped you for a long time, are you making soup for her?"

She suddenly had an urge to beat Jin Tong violently.

"Yes." Jin Tong saw her excited reaction, somewhat inexplicably, "Moreover, I want you to help me give it to her tomorrow."

"impossible!"

Jin Siming jumped up, opened his mouth and refused.

"Ah... why? In this case, I only wanted to support her silently behind her back. If you didn't want to help me, I had to go by myself."

"You are not allowed to go!"

Jin Tong: "??"

Jin Siming pursed his lips, trying to dispel his thoughts: "Do you know her? It would be troublesome for her to give others soup so presumptuously."

Jin Tong smiled, "That's why I want to send it in the name of your sister, aren't you in the same class? You must know each other."

"You..." Jin Siming became angry, "Why did Yao Jin become your goddess? Do you know her? Do you know what kind of person she is?"

Jin Tong blinked innocently, "I just need to treat her as my ideal look. In everyone's youth, if there is no perfect love object, wouldn't it be a loss? And, the world There is no one who is perfect, I don’t want to be close to her, I just want to have a perfect sustenance in my heart."

Jin Siming rolled his eyes, "Then don't give this chicken soup."

"Don't! I have been doing this for so long. It would be a shame not to send it out. Besides, are you not classmates? Just treat it as you sent it to show some good intentions."

"How can ordinary classmates use to give chicken soup to show friendship? Besides, I give her soup, what should I do if I am misunderstood by others?"

It was too late, and Jin Siming started to feel sleepy, too lazy to talk about him anymore, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, but Jin Tong grabbed his arm.

"Then...you can also transfer it to someone else and let them send it off, otherwise, I'll be busy this evening. Moreover, you just agreed to help me. If you go wrong, I won't help you cover the weekend."

Hearing Jin Tong's threat, Jin Siming turned his head and squinted dangerously at him.

After a while, sleepiness struck, and she yawned again, just wanting to go back to sleep quickly.

But Jin Tong grabbed her hand and couldn't shake it away. She was really annoyed, thinking that tomorrow, she could indeed find someone to deliver the soup, or she could drink the soup secretly. Jin Tong didn't know anyway.

Thinking about this, Jin Siming grinned, and agreed, "Well, I'll send it for you tomorrow."

Seeing that she finally agreed, Jin Tong jumped happily before letting her go.

Jin Siming breathed a sigh of relief, quickly slipped back to his room, and went to sleep at ease.