I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

"Xiao Chen?"

Coincidentally, the desperate Pei Chen collided with the two elders who had just returned from the meeting.

The young man was stunned, and the word sad was written on his face.

Xu Chuan had never seen him like this before, and suddenly laughed out: "What's the matter, this is, I was scolded by the teacher again?"

Pei Chen shook his head, grieving Baba looking at Pei Yizhou.

"It's useless to act like a baby with him." Xu Chuan pinched Pei Chen on the back of his neck, "tell me, you can't fall in love, right?"

Pei Chen's throat choked, his face changed, and the two of them walked into the company in a heavy mood.

His reaction made Xu Chuanxi laugh more: "Xiaochen, are you really broken in love? What a failure, let me listen in detail."

Xu Chuan found it interesting.

Pei Chen is the most difficult bloodline of the Pei family, and Pei Yizhou will take care of her after her parents die. The child is arrogant and stubborn, and often gets scolded by Pei Yizhou on weekdays.

To say that the child of this age was when the love letter was first opened, and the love letter was not underpaid, but apart from fighting and fighting, Pei Chen sucked human blood, but there was no rumor of premature love.

It can make him fall in love, it's true and fresh.

Pei Chen bulged his cheeks, ignored the other party's ridicule, walked to the side and put a bottle of cold drinks on the front desk. By the way, he left a business card for the girl at the front desk, "This is the newly opened milk tea shop in the apartment opposite, you try The taste, if you find it delicious, order a few cups a day. She is not busy now and should deliver it."

Although the two have no relationship, the business still has to be supported.

Pei Chen sighed, his steps weak.

Take the elevator to the top floor and step into Pei Yizhou's office the next second, Pei Chen collapsed on the leather sofa.

The young man rested on the ground with his right foot, his left leg was slumped with the handrail, lying in a lazy posture, with no beauty at all.

"Sit down."

The man commanded sharply, his tone faintly dissatisfied.

He lifted his eyelids and stuck out his tongue at Pei Yizhou who was not far away. He didn't dare to make any more attempts, and slowly climbed up to sit up.

"What is this you bought?" Xu Chuan noticed the bag in his hand, pulling away at random with his fingertips, touching a piece of ice.

Pei Chen said sincerely: "The juice I bought for the grandfather."

Xu Chuan couldn't help laughing: "Wouldn't you give him a waste."

Pei Yizhou was born with a special physique.

He has no sense of taste or smell, cannot perceive the ups and downs, and all food is tasteless white water.

The impact of this physique is multifaceted.

Due to the loss of taste, Pei Yizhou had no desire for blood since he was a child, and he would not show his fangs. When he was a child, he often fainted due to ischemia.

Of course, this physique is also good.

The blood race was originally a species cursed by the night, the more powerful, the easier it is to be driven by desire.

When purebloods begin to swap their fangs at the age of five and reach adulthood at the age of eighteen, it means that they can reproduce offspring, so they will enter estrus like animals.

In order to avoid irrational damage to human beings during heat/estrus, the pure-bloods will raise several blood servants for their own use; while Pei Yizhou, who has no sense of smell and taste, cannot be attracted by the breath, and cannot enter the estrus/estrus period every month. Naturally, desire cannot hold him. control.

In general, **** and coldness make him a strong mind and easier to work in the human world.

Xu Chuan drank the juice in twos or twos, vaguely feeling that the smell was a bit familiar.

He didn't think much, he smashed the material cup into the paper basket with his big hand, grabbed Pei Chen to stand up from the sofa, and asked Pei Yizhou: "Eating together tonight?"

"No."

Pei Yizhou's cuffs were slightly rolled, revealing a beautiful and **** wrist.

His eyelashes were lowered and he focused on looking at the computer screen, his slender fingers tapping on the thin keyboard, his speed did not slow down due to speech.

"Then I will take Xiaochen to my place first, and I will send him directly to school tomorrow."

"Yeah." Pei Yizhou responded faintly. After the two went out, he pressed the phone button, "Let Secretary Zhao send the revised documents to my office."

The huge office fell silent again.

Until the glass door was pushed open from the outside, a scent drifted into Pei Yizhou's nose following the air flow.

The moment he smelled the breath, the hands that were typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped.

Pei Yizhou looked slightly dazed, and couldn't help but look up at it.

"President Pei, the file you want."

Secretary Zhao approached and put down the file, with a stronger breath than before.

The man stared at her with sharp eyes, his dark and deep pupils seemed to penetrate people.

Secretary Zhao had never seen Pei Yizhou show such an expression, and her scalp was numb, and the smile on her face was a little unsustainable.

She resisted the fear, and whispered, "Pei, President Pei, what's the matter?"

"On you..."

Pei Yizhou's voice was low and dumb, and he only said three words.

"Me, me?"

He looked dull: "There is a smell."

Very familiar taste.

I have only smelled this kind of smell in my life.

Pei Yizhou secretly tightened her finger bones, her eyes narrowed, and she saw an inconspicuous water stain on her black A-line skirt.

The breath came from there.

Noting Pei Yizhou’s sight, Secretary Zhao was shocked, and hurriedly explained: “I’m sorry, Mr. Pei, I accidentally spilled juice on my clothes just now, but I haven’t had time to change it...” He said, his voice became even lower. .

She bit her lips tightly, and the big beads of sweat slid down her forehead.

Pei Yizhou is a serious and self-disciplined boss. He likes an orderly life and cannot tolerate the slightest imperfection in his eyes.

It is not impossible to be expelled because of stains on the clothes.

"President Pei, I'll go to change clothes right away, please..."

"Where's the juice."

Secretary Zhao's hasty explanation was suddenly interrupted.

Secretary Zhao was taken aback, and anxiously replied: "The places Pei Chen and Pei Chen introduced to us, we were too embarrassed to save him, so we went, and I didn’t expect it to be delicious..."

The name of the juice is really strange.

At first I thought the owner was playing around, but the taste was unexpectedly good.

They only ordered a few cups at the beginning, the number was small, and there were many people who wanted to drink, and accidentally spilled a cup when they were making noise. At that time, Secretary Zhao happened to go to get the information, unfortunately the skirt suffered.

Pei Yizhou squeezed his five fingers and said nothing.

Fast heartbeat.

The rush has never been before.

The clear and sane brain in the past was messed up at this moment.

He lowered his eyebrows and rubbed his fingers together unconsciously.

Pei Yizhou will never forget that day.

A few years ago, he went to a party.

At the party, Pei Yizhou, who had never felt the taste, was attracted by the breath for the first time, and it was also the first time he entered the estrus period. Under the dual drive of alcohol and desire, he did things that shouldn't be done to the girl like a demon.

Pei Yizhou didn't see her face, and didn't know who her last name was.

He only remembered the smell, and only used his unique blood abilities to see the color of her soul at the end.

Firefly light green, like the splendor of life blooming.

If he is destined in the future, the ability he carries will allow him to find her in the vast number of sentient beings at a glance.

But-

After that day, the two had no intersection.

This time, will it be...

Pei Yizhou dared not be sure, his heartbeat was out of control and frantically agitated.

"President Pei?"

Seeing that Pei Yizhou hadn't spoken for a long time, Secretary Zhao said tentatively: "We ordered another juice just now. If you want to drink it, I can bring it to you."

He asked: "Who will send it?"

Secretary Zhao was taken aback again, and replied, "I, I will give it to you?"

Pei Yizhou leaned back in the chair, and said slowly, "Is it a takeaway or a shopkeeper."

Secretary Zhao understood the meaning and hurriedly said: "The owner personally delivered it, because it is just across from our company, and their store has just opened, and has not yet been on the takeaway platform."

"Yeah." Pei Yizhou nodded lightly, and said in a deep thought, "Then you can ask the owner to send it to my office in person."

Secretary Zhao felt even more confused about Pei Yizhou's sudden request.

She didn't dare to speculate about the boss's intentions, nodded in response, and slowly retreated from the room.

The sun was gentle, and the office was silent.

The working papers on the desktop could no longer attract Pei Yizhou’s attention. He couldn’t bear the restlessness, got up and walked to the wastebasket beside the sofa, stared down at the empty bottle inside for three seconds, then took out a handkerchief and put it on top Take out the bottle.

The unpretentious bottle design, the bottom of the bottle leaves the residue of peaches.

Pei Yizhou squeezed his five fingers while pinching the bottle, more sure in his heart.

There is nothing wrong with her.

There is only this person in the world, and he will not admit his mistakes.