God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The young man's tone was very soft, like the gentle cry of some kind of feline.

Although the words sounded a bit weird, Zhao Qing was very useful.

So much so that he completely ignored the strange points in these sentences. For example, would a normal person really ask to hurry up when he knew he would be punished?

According to normal people's thinking, even if they know that they cannot avoid it, they will try to delay it as long as possible.

But Zhao Qing, who had long been occupied by his own imagination, didn't notice this at all. He walked beside He Ziyun in high spirits and pretended not to notice the other person's movements to avoid his touch.

When he gets there, he will be really surprised if He Ziyun can still maintain such an attitude.

After all, that place...

Zhao Qing seemed to have thought of something extremely interesting, and the smile on his lips became higher and higher.

Without Zhao Qing's physical harassment, He Ziyun's irritable mood calmed down a little.

He closed his eyes silently, and the dizziness caused by physical contact slowly disappeared. He glanced at Zhao Qing, who was leading the way, and raised his wrist.

Because he is an omega, his slender body seems to be easily broken at any time, and because of his pale skin, he looks sick and weak.

From the second gender differentiation, He Ziyun could clearly feel that he was getting weaker and weaker. Everyone around him was obviously telling him that it would be easiest to differentiate into an omega.

He doesn't have to work hard to learn skills like an alpha, nor does he have to fight desperately for a job in the main city like a beta. He just needs to be raised quietly and grow into a mature omega in the eyes of everyone to marry. Will suffice.

He Ziyun always found these words very interesting.

Regardless of being an omega or any other gender, it seems that all routes of one's own development have been limited since birth.

Everyone, even everyone themselves, seems to subconsciously think what they should and should not do.

So weird, so twisted, so weird.

Whether it’s the main city outside the “miracle” or the dungeon inside the “miracle”, it’s all so interesting.

He Ziyun found it funny just thinking about it.

He looked thoughtfully at Zhao Qing in front of him, his beautiful clear eyes full of coldness.

But no matter where it is, the vested will always be the vested. They will not realize their mistakes for other reasons. They will only think, ah, fortunately it is not me.

Fortunately I'm not an omega.

"arrive."

Zhao Qing, who was leading the way, stopped. He looked at the slightly dilapidated dormitory building in front of him, then looked back at the young man who was standing still and said with a smile:

"Are you scared? But there is no other way. Come in with me."

As he said that, Zhao Qing stretched out his hand. On his ordinary, slightly old-fashioned face, there was malice and twisted evil that could not be concealed.

This dormitory building is more than a little bit older than the previous one, but it is not much different from the dormitory building that He Ziyun once saw in "Love".

It could be said that this one was more like the dormitory building he had seen before, the place where students used to sleep.

He Ziyun seemed to be frightened. He first stretched out his hand tremblingly, but when he was about to touch Zhao Qing's hand, he dropped it weakly, as if he was very scared.

"Zhao, instructor Zhao."

The young man covered his mouth helplessly, his eyes red.

"So, what exactly is there..."

Zhao Qing smiled: "Wouldn't you know if you go in and take a look?"

"Don't be afraid. As long as you obey me, you won't be punished for anything important."

When he mentioned the word "punishment", Zhao Qing's tone became very serious and seemed to have other meanings.

He Ziyun is not really a child of sixteen or seventeen, so of course he clearly knows the meaning of this sentence.

It's just those things that are so disgusting that they make you want to kill someone.

Although he wanted to kill someone in his heart, the young man still had a look of fear on his face. He lowered his head and followed Zhao Qing into the dormitory building.

The dormitory building is equipped with a dormitory manager. He is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties or fifties. At the moment, he is leaning on a chair by the door and smoking a cigarette. The faint smoke from his fingertips is blown up by the wind, and a strong smoke The smell permeated the entire corridor.

Seeing Zhao Qing and others coming in, the middle-aged man flicked his cigarette, shaking off the ashes and showing a strange smile:

"Are there any disobedient freshmen again?"

Zhao Qing nodded and smiled as if he remembered something:

"It's not very disobedient, but since you've just arrived, you have to temper yourself, otherwise the school's atmosphere will be ruined, right?"

The middle-aged man made an unclear "tsk" sound, and his eyes wildly looked at the young man following Zhao Qing from feet to head, and finally stopped on the young man's face.

Perhaps he didn't expect the "new student"'s face to look so good. He looked at it a few more times, and when he looked back, there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.

The middle-aged man bit the end of his cigarette and waved his hands in annoyance, "Let's go, let's be careful. If someone values ​​their children...it's better to be gentle."

Zhao Qing seemed to be amused by his words, he laughed and nodded:

"Of course, he's quite good, so I am," Zhao Qing chuckled and twitched the corners of his lips: "I quite like him."

"..." The middle-aged man once again looked at the young man who was following Zhao Qing and looked up at him in panic. He lowered his head and took a deep breath of cigarette.

"Let's go, let's go, cough, cough, cough," the middle-aged man inhaled a lot without noticing, coughed and waved.

"Come out early."

Zhao Qing smiled and didn't say anything about this sentence. He just made a gesture to He Ziyun behind him, telling him to follow him.

The young man naturally followed eagerly, his eyes full of trust, and he seemed to have no doubts about what Zhao Qing had said.

Just looking at it makes me want to be sadistic.

Zhao Qing licked the roof of his mouth, Nunu no longer looked at He Ziyun, and led him towards the room at the end of the corridor.

As he walked forward, He Ziyun looked back at the middle-aged man who was still smoking, seemingly accidentally, and glanced at the trash can beside him.

In some dirty trash cans, densely packed cigarette butts filled the bottom of the barrel. It was obvious how many cigarettes the middle-aged man had smoked that day.

How many of his lungs can endure such a lifeless smoking? Or should I say, use smoking to make yourself think less...

He Ziyun withdrew his gaze and followed Zhao Qing with his head lowered.

After the two walked away, the middle-aged man sitting by the door pressed out the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and fumbled for a crumpled bag of cheap cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out with shaking hands, and slowly lit it.

He looked at Zhao Qing who had opened the door from a distance and closed his eyes.

"A sin..."