The susceptibility period is ticked off by the enemy

There is a vegetable market near the Heping Community, but the name of the place is not very good - "Zhenhe Vegetable Market", which may be regarded as a scenic spot for those who don't know.

The vegetable market was older than the Heping District, and it didn't even have a main entrance. It only used a rusted iron bracket to prop up a sign.

The word "Chang" in Zhenhe Caichang was blown off by the wind, leaving behind the characters Zhenhe Caichang, which instantly disappeared.

Qin Cheng forced himself to focus on the sign and tried his best to ignore the temperature of Jian Heng's back.

But does this person have a fever? Why is he so hot?

Jian Heng should belong to the kind of people who exercise regularly in order to pretend.

The back is well muscled and the muscle texture is clear.Seen from the back, the shoulders are very broad, not thin and wide, and the sense of strength is very strong.

And this back not only looks good, but it is also comfortable when you lay your face on it - more comfortable than a pillow.

Especially now that his back is hot, as if lying on a hot water bottle.

Qin Cheng started to struggle again, asking if you have a fever, this bully might have to be perfunctory again.Don't ask, he is a little too cold and heartless in the hugging state of the two of them.

After hesitating, the image of Jian Heng perfunctorily going for a run played in his head, and Qin Cheng immediately stopped being entangled. He tapped Jian Heng's abdominal muscles with his fingers in a relaxed mood, and asked, "Are you a little dry?" It's not a high fever, it's hot to the touch."

"Then don't touch it." Jian Heng's tone was still cold, but Qin Cheng heard inexplicable displeasure from the coldness.

What's the matter, Brother Qin is wrong to care about you?Why are you so difficult to serve, kid.

Feeling bored, Qin Cheng shut up and continued admiring the vegetable market for 18 years.

The high and old plastic ceiling can't see the original transparency clearly, and it is dirty brown.

The light from the chandelier on the top was dazzling white, and it dazzled his eyes when he glanced at it, so don't start.

As soon as he entered the vegetable market, the ruthless bicycle-riding machine Jian Heng stopped suddenly. Behind him sat a 1.8-meter-five man with long legs, and his body barely shook.

Qin Cheng raised his face from his back, waited for a few seconds, and suddenly wanted to hit the back of his head.

You are talking, why stop suddenly?Is it true that we have only known each other for two days and we have a tacit understanding?

Qin Cheng admitted that he was completely defeated by Jian Heng in terms of keeping silent.

After waiting for a few more seconds, he habitually tapped Jian Heng's abdominal muscles with his fingers.

It's quite tactile.

"Why stop—"

"Snapped!"

"Fuck me?!"

Qin Cheng withdrew his hand abruptly, the back of his mother's hand was red, and his skin was so thick that it hurt so much.

Does Jian Heng have some kind of disease?

He quickly came up: "What's wrong with you?"

Jian Heng turned his face sideways, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and his eyes were mocking.

Qin Cheng was very curious about where his emotions came from.

A few seconds later, Qin Cheng stared at Jian Heng's side face without saying a word, a little uncertain about his tone: "No, they are all Alphas, what's the matter if I touch you twice, and you won't be pregnant."

He and Tan Qi's group of Alpha Waves had a lot more fun than this one, and I didn't see anyone who yelled to beat someone when they touched their abs, and they thought they were big girls.

Jian Heng suddenly half-turned his shoulders, and the distance between the two faces was pulled in instantly, Qin Cheng subconsciously dodged back.

In the process of hiding, Jian Heng's jaw was suddenly grabbed by Jian Heng, and he was dragged forward suddenly.

The tips of their noses bumped into each other, and the distance between their lips was less than one centimeter.

!

Qin Cheng's pupils constricted and he raised his hand to push hard, losing his center of gravity and leaning back.

Cursed in my heart: crooked?Is it a demon?There's a psycho here!

Simply because Jian Heng was not mad enough to kill him, he grabbed his neck and pulled him back before the back of his head touched the ground.

"You fucking..." This person must be sick, there is no need to go to the hospital, he has been diagnosed.

"They're all Alphas," Jian Heng snorted lightly, with a half-smile, "I won't get pregnant if I kiss you."

"... Fuck." He was defeated, he couldn't do crazy.

"What to buy?" Jian Heng pedaled lightly, asking as if nothing had happened.

The bicycle carried two people slowly towards the vegetable stall in front.

After being slapped, Qin Cheng remembered not to lean forward, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his hands.

"The third stall on the left," Qin Cheng suppressed the anger in his chest, and pointed, "That's where the aunt in red is."

Jian Heng in the front seemed to laugh indistinctly, his deep voice was inaudible in the hustle and bustle of the vegetable market.

Qin Cheng wasn't sure if he was hallucinating, after all, this man just slapped him twice.

If you can still laugh after hearing his words, it means that there is nothing new, so why slap him.

Oh, Qin Cheng had an epiphany.

Why did he speculate on the psychological world of a mental patient.

The aunt knew Qin Cheng, and when she saw him, she yelled loudly, her eyes went back and forth between him and Jian Heng at least three times: "Hey, Xiaocheng bought vegetables for your mother again?"

Qin Cheng hummed, his legs moved, and they were no longer soft.

He got off the station and picked and picked skillfully in front of the stalls. Jian Heng on the side seemed very interested in the very uncool behavior of grocery shopping. The car stood aside and stood next to him.

The aunt was very familiar with her, she asked Jian Heng while picking rotten vegetable leaves: "The boyfriend in the new place in the small town?"

Qin Cheng crushed the celery stalk in his hand.

"Aunt, we don't—" Qin Cheng raised his head and subconsciously looked at Jian Heng.

After all, he is a neurotic Alpha who can get sick even when he touches his lower abdominal muscles. This sentence from the aunt must not make him go crazy again.

But Jian Heng just stood there with no expression on his face, silently stretched out his hand to pick up a bean and looked at it - a cold flower in the vegetable market.

Auntie squeezed her eyes at Qin Cheng, I could understand her expression, she lowered her voice uselessly, and said, "This time Kejun is better looking than that little milk doll last time, but he is too strong, but you are also tall Martha, good match."

Qin Chengxin said, can a top-level Alpha not be strong? Oh no, why did he click on the mandarin ducks? Which of your eyes can tell that two Alphas with an average height of 185 are a good match?

Before he had time to correct his aunt, he shouted to the old fish seller next to him, "It's really open now, young and young people can hug and kiss each other on the street—"

"Auntie!" Qin Cheng interrupted her kiss, and pointed to Jian Heng seriously, "He is Alpha, not Omega. He is my classmate, and we are not dating."

If the person next to him was Tan Qi, he would be able to kiss her in front of the aunt and say "Yes, this is my dear boyfriend" without any shame.

But next to him is Jian Heng.

I don't know if it's the pheromone cooperation or he was infected by Jian Heng's neurosis. Seeing Jian Heng, who is also an Alpha, he can't take this joke at all.

Not only because of Jian Heng's resistance, but more because of the inexplicable hurdle in his heart.

Brother Qin, a straight man, diagnosed this kind of psychology as he was very sensitive to Jian Heng, so he couldn't stop talking.

Auntie let out a sigh, looked at Jian Heng with regret, and muttered: "Then I see the kiss on the other side of the door..."

Qin Cheng's spiritual world was shocked, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly, he picked up the potato in his hand and put it in her hand, skipping the topic directly: "Auntie, please hurry up, my mother is in a hurry to cook."

Kiss the farts and never meet, okay, the two of them are an excuse.

The aunt finally shut up and concentrated on selling things.

Qin Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, and tilted his head. Jian Heng was looking at him. Qin Cheng was speechless with that scumbag expression of "no rejection, no explanation, no responsibility". He raised his hand and raised his middle finger.

Riding back downstairs, Jian Heng parked the car, and Qin Cheng consciously carried the vegetables in one hand and the car in the other, preparing to rush up to the third floor in one breath.

Now that his legs are not weak and his mouth is not dry for a second, he doesn't want to stay longer.

Jian Heng didn't say "I'll help you" politely, and followed behind indifferently, keeping a distance of three steps, dressed in black like a ghost behind the scenes.

Qin Cheng felt that he was very powerful, and suspected that he did it on purpose.

He didn't walk fast when he went downstairs, Jian Heng followed three steps away, and now when he went upstairs, he ran like his ass was on fire, Jian Heng still followed three steps away.

OCD patients.

At the door of the house, Qin Cheng took out the key to open the door, he hesitated when he inserted the key|the two of them had to stay together, otherwise they would fall ill again.

He took a deep breath: "Jane—"

"Snapped--"

……

The sound of the door closing echoed in the dark corridor, as if mocking his innocence.

When Qin Cheng turned his head, the anti-theft door of 302 was slapped coldly in front of him, and it was the second time in two days that the door was slammed.

Awesome, ruthless king, well-deserved reputation.

Opening the door and entering the room, Song Yingmei was cooking in the kitchen.

Qin Cheng walked over with potatoes and eggplants, and put the vegetables aside with a smile as if they were being run over by the wheels of a cart.

Seeing him, Song Yingmei scolded him anxiously: "I'm not feeling well and I'm going out. I'll go shopping tomorrow, and you can take a day off at home."

"No mother, don't delay class." He had to stay with Jian Heng every step of the way, and was forced to live a life of studying hard and going to class every day.

Qin Cheng took out the eggplant and put it in water to wash, the faucet was beeping.

Song Yingmei couldn't see him being wasted, so she grabbed the eggplant and drove him out.

Qin Cheng was pushed to sit on the sofa in the living room, and checked the time, it was less than six o'clock.

After thinking about it, he sent a message to Tan Qi.

Make money to support the family: I may need a pigeon today, and the announcement will be hung up for me.

Tan Qi'er: Bah, scumbag.

Qin Cheng suddenly became unhappy, is he a scumbag?What is he, the one opposite is the best of the scum.Tan Qi should really see it. He opened his eyes in less than two days.

Just as he was thinking, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Qin Cheng got up, thought it was someone charging the electricity bill, and opened the door without thinking too much.

As soon as the door was opened, it was pulled open vigorously from the outside. The surge of pheromone rushed towards his face like money, and Qin Cheng's energy that had just stabilized rose instantly.

Before he could react, Jian Heng stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, pulling him out.

Only then did Qin Cheng see the person in front of him clearly.

Jian Heng frowned, his eyes were red, and his thin lips were drawn into a line.

The sports jacket was taken off, and inside was a sweat-soaked black T-shirt, sticking to the skin, and the outline of the muscles was highlighted.

Jian Heng's heavy breathing echoed in the corridor, and he uttered a few words in a hoarse voice: "Let me take a bite."

Before he finished speaking, his head was already close to Qin Cheng's neck, and he was about to bite when he opened his mouth.

Qin Cheng's shoulders suddenly sank down to avoid Jian Heng's teeth, and he turned sideways and hit Jian Heng's chest hard with his elbow. Jian Heng's whole body was pushed against the wall by him, with a "bang".

The roof of the old building was even shaken so that a lot of dust fell off, which caught the eyes of the two of them.

If you say knock, you can knock on the door, and if you say bite, you can bite. Brother Qin has no temper?

"Small city?" Song Yingmei's voice came, and Qin Cheng's heart tightened. He grabbed Jian Heng's arm and dragged him towards 302. While walking, he turned around and shouted, "Mom, Jian Heng's computer is broken. Let me show him where he is taking a bath." Don't come in!"

……

Jane Heng's house.

Qin Cheng threw the person hanging on him onto the sofa, Jian Heng's hand on his neck never let go, and the two of them piled up on the sofa.

Jian Heng's heartbeat was heavy and powerful, agitating the eardrums of the two of them.

Qin Cheng's arms were not completely pressed against him, the two faces were very close, and his warm breaths intertwined.

Jian Heng retracted the arm hooked around his neck, but Qin Cheng didn't bow his head, his arm was propped up vigorously, and two obvious blue veins protruded.

Jian Heng's eyes were calm and oppressive, his eyes were red but he didn't show weakness at all, instead, the pheromone was mixed with a trace of blood, revealing the fierceness hidden in the depths.

If another Omega or a weaker Alpha is here, he probably already knelt down.

Qin Cheng couldn't kneel, but he was hooked by the pheromone and started panting. He frowned and looked at Jian Heng's face, unable to suppress the gloating in his voice: "Didn't this classmate say that biting glands is useless?"

作者有话要说：你们的饼趴在炕头大笑三声：这个世界真是公平！嘤！感谢在2020-04-0817:46:46~2020-04-0917:09:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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