Seeing that Ruan Mingchu ignored him, Rong Zhiming flew into a rage. He quickly walked to Ruan Mingchu's side, but changed his attitude once he got close.
With a roguish smile on his face, and the scent of camellia pheromones emanating from him, he said, "Oh, isn't this Little Chili? It's only been a few days and you already miss your brother?"
"Sweetheart, give your brother a kiss, and he'll pamper you tonight."
Ruan Mingchu gave him a "you're finished" look and was about to make a move when a shadow swiftly attacked, a fist aimed straight at Rong Zhiming's forehead.
Although Rong Zhiming was drunk, his fighting instincts from years of battles remained, and he dodged the punch and rolled away into the distance.
Mu Yu pursued relentlessly and engaged in a fierce battle with Rong Zhiming.
Crash, crash, and in no time at all, most of the living room was destroyed.
Ruan Mingchu turned his head to look at the doorway, where he saw Gong Zhushen and the other nine people huddled together. Gong Zhushen was clenching his fists and occasionally waving them, looking very angry, while Ding Junji and the other eight all looked like they were watching a good show.
Wait, when did they get back? I didn't even notice. Ruan Mingchu silently put down his wine glass. It seems the saying that drinking can lead to bad luck is true.
Nguyen Minh Thu tried to figure out exactly what had happened.
After thinking about it, he picked out the most likely answer from among the many possible answers: Mu Yu misunderstood Rong Zhiming as a hooligan who was harassing him.
No, it's not a misunderstanding, Rong Zhiming is a scoundrel.
Rong Zhiming's strength is higher than Mu Yu's, but only at the warrior level. Mu Yu has no shortage of practical experience.
At this moment, Rong Zhiming was drunk and could only exert his fighting instincts, while Mu Yu, who was clear-headed and even furious, suppressed Rong Zhiming in just a few moves.
Every punch landed squarely, successfully turning the man's head into a pig's head.
Seeing Rong Zhiming's swollen face, Ruan Mingchu felt much better. Realizing that continuing the fight might make Rong Zhiming hold a grudge, Ruan Mingchu stepped in and separated the two.
He knocked Rong Zhiming unconscious with a single palm strike, leaving him lying on the ground.
Ruan Mingchu looked at Mu Yu and comforted him, "Don't be angry, you've already beaten him up like this. This person holds grudges, and if you keep fighting, he'll cause you trouble later."
Mu Yu, whose anger had subsided, felt it rise again when he heard Ruan Mingchu's familiar attitude towards this person.
But there was nowhere to vent this anger. Mu Yu bit her lip, grabbed her bag back from Gong Zhushen, and went upstairs.
Looking at Mu Yu's flustered back, Ruan Mingchu couldn't help but smile. Kids are so cute.
He waved to Gong Zhushen and said, "It's up to you. Make him pay for it when he wakes up."
Gong Zhushen's heart was churning with turmoil, but he nodded obediently on the surface.
After giving his instructions, Ruan Mingchu went upstairs.
He planned to take a nap first, and leave everything to him after he woke up.
Hearing the door close, the eight people huddled at the door finally dared to go inside.
Shen Huanli muttered, "Tch, I thought I'd see a big fight, but this is all?"
Gong Zhushen glared at him; all he ever does is stir up trouble!
After carrying his luggage upstairs to his bedroom, Miyazaki Shin came down to look at the Alpha lying on the floor, snoring.
After taking a closer look, he realized that Mu Ge was not as handsome as him at all, and Gong Zhushen felt relieved.
But... didn't Brother Mu say that Brother Ruan's heat cycle was coming soon? Why is she drinking with an Alpha at such a dangerous time?
Miyazaki Shin kicked the unconscious Alpha, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
Will the couple he ships break up?
Upstairs in his room, Mu Yu lay sprawled on the bed, staring blankly at the pure white ceiling.
Just now, when he heard someone call him "sweetheart," Mu Yu realized just how terrifying Ruan Mingchu's interpersonal relationships and background were.
He always believed that the two of them had a perfect pheromone compatibility and would eventually become a couple.
Alphas in the military find partners based on pheromone compatibility, and they generally have a good life after marriage.
But now, Mu Yu suddenly realized that people have much more than just pheromones. He had an Alpha friend he didn't know, and the two of them were drinking together, so they must have a very good relationship.
He said he was going to stay there, but he came back a long time ago and is even drinking with an Alpha.
The Alpha called him "sweetheart" when he was drunk.
What exactly is the relationship between the two?
Mu Yu felt a little wronged. Hadn't he always acted like he liked her a lot? He changed seats on the spaceship to be closer to her, bought her food early after class, and even wanted her pheromones.
He's already used his own pheromones, so why is he drinking with other Alphas?
Mu Yu slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing that Ruan Mingchu hadn't asked him for pheromones in a long time.
Mu Yu had no idea that since the team was formed, the two had been in contact every day, and recently they had been inseparable. Why would he want something stale when he could secretly absorb fresh pheromones?
From that point on, Mu Yu's imagination ran wild, and he began to compare his similarities with the Alpha downstairs.
He felt that he might be a substitute that Nguyen Minh Thu had found after falling on hard times.
Pheromones: one is sweet, the other is bland camellia; they are completely unrelated.
In terms of appearance, I have a baby face and am incredibly handsome, while that person has a nose that doesn't look like a nose and eyes that don't look like eyes, and is incredibly ugly; we have absolutely no resemblance.
Body shape...
Mu Yu immediately jumped off the bed, stood in front of the mirror, and took out the mirror to practice.
The more he gestured, the more his brows furrowed, as if he were a little short.
He was struck dumb and immediately left the mirror.
Mu Yu lay half-reclined on the bed and ordered several pairs of shoes with hidden height-increasing insoles and supplements to help him grow taller on a shopping app.
It's okay, it's okay. At twenty-three, you can still grow taller.
Since I completely outclass that Alpha in every way (I'll borrow his height from my future self first), I definitely can't be his stand-in.
But this isn't it. Does Ruan Mingchu have other Alpha friends?
No, I can't let my future wife be snatched away by someone else.
Mu Yu lay in bed, deep in thought, trying to figure out how to keep his future wife.
Without external stimuli such as rivals, Nguyen Minh Thu is the best fighting partner and a trustworthy brother. Once provoked, she becomes his future wife.
Although Mu Xiaoyu hasn't figured out his feelings yet, the one thing that will never change is that Ruan Mingchu will definitely be in his future.
After rolling around in bed for most of the day without coming up with a solution, Mu Yu decided to give up on independent thinking.
He opened his terminal and searched online.
#Does perfect compatibility necessarily lead to marriage?
Mu Yu clicked on similar titles to take a look, only to find that they were either saying that a perfect match was impossible, or giving examples of couples who got together because of a high degree of compatibility but ended up breaking up.
The metaphor of Qi gave each of these answers a "thumbs down" sign.
He changed the search title again.
#How to prevent your future wife from being stolen away by someone else
This time, the answers didn't make Mu Yu's blood pressure spike, but they were all completely useless.
A: The Civil Affairs Bureau has brought it to you; just go in.
B: I've brought you the bed, just put a permanent mark on it.
C: I've brought you a big knife. Just chop up all your rivals.
Mr. D: I've brought you the pen and paper. Just have him sign a commitment letter.
E: I've brought you the chains. Just lock him up.
...
Mu Yu was increasingly speechless. Was this something a human being could do?
The upright Mu Yu threw the terminal into the trash can, but picked it up again a little while later and began to think about the possibility of getting a marriage certificate.
He found that the marriage law requires both parties to be at least 22 years old.
He checked his personal information and found that he was a year too young, even by the traditional Chinese age reckoning.
Marriage laws are discriminatory; what kind of nonsense is this!
Pass!
As for the rest, they are even less likely to be achieved.
Mu Xiaoyu sighed. He felt he finally understood why adults always sighed.
If only I hadn't dodged when Ruan Mingchu tried to bite his neck, I could have blamed him for it.
Unfortunately, once you miss that opportunity, it's gone forever.
The next day, Mu Yu emerged from his bedroom with large dark circles under his eyes and yawning.
He found the treasure yesterday and accidentally ended up here. He never expected it to be more tiring than fighting on the battlefield for three days and three nights.
Ruan Mingchu happened to come out of the bedroom and laughed when she saw Mu Yu, "Are you wearing panda makeup?"
It's strangely cute.
While laughing, she reached out her little finger to wipe away the tears that had welled up in Mu Yu's eyes.
Mu Yu was completely puzzled. What was wrong with him?
Ruan Mingchu took out the terminal, switched it to the selfie function, and showed it to Mu Yu.
Mu Yu then noticed those two round, dark circles under their eyes.
His image made his heart clench at first glance!
"Let's go downstairs for breakfast and then come back up for a nap. There shouldn't be any matches this morning."
Mu Yu followed behind Ruan Mingchu dejectedly. Not only was what he learned last night useless, but it also ruined his image.
ε=（?0｀*））Alas
As soon as they stepped onto the stairs, they smelled a rich aroma of food. Curious, Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu headed towards the dining room and saw Rong Zhiming, wearing an apron, bustling around in the kitchen like a diligent little bee.
There was already a lot of delicious food on the table.
Mu Yu: The fist has hardened.