The susceptibility period is ticked off by the enemy

Time always passed quickly when nothing happened, and Qin Cheng felt that school was over as soon as he closed his eyes.

He stood in front of the carport, trying not to sound so high-sounding: "I will take you in the morning, and you will take me in the evening, one person at a time."

He mulled over the line several times in his dream, and it sounded fair and normal.

Jian Heng looked at him without moving.

The black T-shirt was blown against his body by the wind, the outline of his muscles looming.An Omega screamed softly next to it.

Qin Cheng pretended not to see his questioning eyes, turned around and greeted this Omega with a smile, calm on the surface, but stormy inside——

Why are you looking at me, why are you not moving? It makes me feel embarrassed that you are looking at me like this and not moving. You can’t ask me to take you just because it’s my car. Yet……

Maybe it was a sudden connection, Jian Heng took the initiative to get into the car after watching him for half a minute, nodded his chin, and signaled him to come up.

Simple movements are cool and cold when Jian Heng does them, but they look particularly secondary and pretentious when others do them. Maybe this is because of his talent. Qin Cheng shook his head, his aura is strong enough to suppress this series of pretentious behaviors.

He smiled and said goodbye to Omega, because he was so happy that he didn't have to ride a bike, he wanted to blow his whistle, and the movements of waving his hands were relaxed, and he sat on the back seat with his long legs, and said in a cheerful tone: "Take off!"

Jian Heng found that Qin Cheng was sometimes naive, and took off.

After he sat down firmly, Jian Heng kicked off the bike, turned his head slightly after leaving the crowd, and made no sound.

"Is cycling banned on campus?"

Qin Cheng: "...fuck."

Doomsday.

It was only when Qin Cheng walked to the vegetable market in front of the community that he felt that he had slowed down a bit.

Even Jian Heng is ruthless, he held back all day and let it go big at night, killing people would not give him a good time.

He looks ruthless on the surface, but his hurtful skills on the inside must be at the level of a king.

Qin Cheng poked Jian Heng's waist in retaliation, but the question was serious: "Come and stay at my house tonight."

Why does this sound so unhealthy.

"No." Jian Heng said.

Qin Cheng found that this person really had a personality, he decided things that no one else could say, and he refused without asking, quite self-centered.

He couldn't help but think of the two times when the door was knocked on. He really said that he would leave without leaving a cloud, although they had nothing to stay.

But this time, there was indeed something to ask, and Qin Cheng's tone was quite correct: "I have to go to work at night, and I asked for leave yesterday, so I won't be able to attend full time again."

"Go to work?" There was slight surprise in Jian Heng's cold voice.

"Yes," Qin Cheng said, "Do you know about live broadcasting? I'm a game anchor, the kind of contract. Your brother Qin's money to support his family and daughter-in-law is not just talking about it..."

Jian Heng remained silent.

Qin Cheng didn't know what to do.

When the two of them separated, it was uncertain who could bear it first. If Jian Heng didn't come, he would broadcast live at home, and half of the broadcast would cause the anchor to faint...

The picture is too beautiful.

"I owe you," Qin Cheng sighed, "I didn't tell my mom about it. She's not in good health, so it's useless to worry if she finds out. If you don't come and I suddenly faint in the middle of the broadcast, she will definitely find out. I'm afraid she might get emotional and go to the hospital."

"Consider that I owe you a favor, okay?"

Qin Cheng felt that this was already his most sincere tone. If Jian Heng disagreed, he could only pull the network cable and computer to 302, and broadcast live on Jian Heng's bed.

Dear viewers, hello, sitting behind me now is my classmate Jian Heng. Although he doesn’t look like him, he is a top student and very fucked up...

A few seconds later, Jian Heng hummed.

Qin Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.There is no need to broadcast Jian Heng live.

When Song Yingmei heard that Jian Heng was coming, she deliberately cooked two extra dishes and cut a plate of watermelon to make a fruit plate. Qin Cheng stopped him and did not stop his mother from making a glass of milk for him and Jian Heng.

At the dinner table, Song Yingmei picked up some food with chopsticks for Jian Heng who was sitting opposite, and smiled kindly: "You are at the age when you are growing up, so drink more milk."

Qin Cheng poked the rice in the bowl, and disagreed very much with his mother's words.

With their height and body type, they will run 1.9 meters if they make up for it, so it's not easy to find a partner.

Besides, when Jian Heng ruthlessly forced the king, he was still not happy to pick up food and promise each other. He had to tell his mother next time.

Jian Heng picked up the food in the bowl and smiled: "Thank you, Auntie."

Qin Cheng was shocked, and thought to himself that you can laugh.

Although the curvature of the lips is not very obvious, but there is a smile in the eyes, the whole person has softened a lot, the coolness and coldness are gone, and the expression is quite gentle.

Like a brother next door. 1.8 meters five short inches is cool but the kind that just smiles at you.

After eating, Jian Heng went home to take a shower, Qin Cheng also took a quick shower and washed the dishes before Jian Heng came over.

When Jian Heng came in, he had just finished washing.

Qin Cheng wiped his hands, came out of the kitchen, and took Jian Heng to his room.

Thinking of Jian Heng's neat and tidy bedroom, he couldn't help but warn Gao Neng before opening the door: "Cough, I didn't tidy up this morning, it's a bit messy."

Of course he still won't clean up tomorrow morning.

Jian Heng didn't speak.Qin Cheng opened the door and went in.

Jian Heng followed in, and when his eyes fell on his bed, a flash of disgust was visible to the naked eye, without any concealment.

As a straight man who doesn't care about details, Qin Cheng never pays much attention to these details.

As a man, you just want to be generous, and earning money to support your family is enough. How can it be ridiculous to always linger on housework...

But today when Jian Heng came over, Qin Cheng suddenly felt so embarrassed.Of course it's just a little bit.

Qin Cheng walked over and picked up Xia Liang, who was rolled into a ball, and was rolled up again with all his strength. It took more than two minutes to make it into a smaller ball, piled it on the bedside, and then picked up the pillow and put it on the bed. On the quilt group, he patted him with satisfaction, and turned his head to greet Jian Heng: "Just lean on it like this, it's great."

Jian Heng stood at the door in black, without moving, the disgust in his eyes was almost crushing to death, and Qin Cheng's face was a bit unbearable.

Qin Cheng paused, picked up the quilt ball and stuffed it into the closet, closed the closet door with difficulty, leaned against the closet door and turned to look at Jian Heng with sincere eyes.

The meaning is obvious: Brother Qin tried his best, so you can make do with it.

Jian Heng walked over to the bed and took a look. Qin Cheng was simply a mess, everything was tidy, and his mother should have helped clean it up.

The pillowcase of the quilt was blue, and there was even a small whale print on it, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Sensing his gaze, Qin Cheng let go of the cupboard door, walked to a chair and sat down, explaining helplessly: "My mom bought it. I said buy a black one, but she couldn't say no."

Seeing that he still didn't sit down, Qin Cheng added: "I just changed it the day before yesterday. I slept in your house yesterday, and it's still new."

Jian Heng sat down, the mattress was unexpectedly soft.

Qin Cheng turned on the computer, suddenly remembered something, and turned around to ask him: "You talked to me like that on the first day, isn't it because my desk is messy?"

He wanted to ask this question a long time ago, he asked himself that he didn't have a face that was naturally swollen like Zhao Hai, and he didn't have any pretentious aura, it was strange that Jian Heng couldn't get along with him.

Jian Heng leaned against the head of the bed with a relaxed posture, and was clicking on his mobile phone in his hand. Hearing this, he glanced at him and said, "Pheromone."

"What?" Qin Cheng stopped typing on the keyboard, tilted his head and stared and asked, "Mine, pheromone?"

Qin Cheng couldn't help cursing, as expected of Alpha pheromone fit, his pheromone was only aimed at Zhao Hai that day, no one nearby could smell it, but Jian Heng not only smelled it, but also responded.

What evil fate.

Jian Heng's tone was very calm, and he asked him back: "Do you not feel my pheromone?"

Qin Cheng didn't say anything for a long time, and after a while he took a deep breath: "I'm so fucking wronged."

Just because their Alpha pheromones matched each other and they were too sensitive to each other's pheromones, Jian Heng couldn't get along with him, and every sentence made him angry.

Whether he was wronged or not.

He didn't feel well when he heard Jian Heng's, but if there hadn't been a whistleblower, he would never have rushed to make trouble.No, Jian Heng doesn't look like someone who is particularly fond of finding fault. Does this mean that he has been more influenced than himself?

If that's the case, Harmony Society really saved them both.It didn't even start.

Jian Heng actually nodded: "It's really a bit wrong."

Qin Cheng gave him a middle finger.

Jian Heng looked at him, and replied after a while.

Qin Cheng suddenly wanted to laugh, because the tension and undercurrents of the past two days were all due to pheromone compatibility.

It's like being tricked by something, and I still can't find the source.

When the time came, he turned on the live broadcast room and put on the earphones. He tapped the keyboard habitually with his fingers, and the sound of "click" was clear and pleasant.

Qin Cheng glanced at the barrage, just like what Tan Qi said, they were all crying why he didn't broadcast it yesterday.

"I had something to do yesterday."

"No pigeons this month."

"Why? Because of poverty, if you don't have full attendance, you have to drink the wind."

"Qi'er is sleeping, tit for tat, today I was dove."

Qin Cheng replied to the barrage, Yu Guangli Jian Heng even took out his homework, leaned on the head of the bed while turning his pen and reading the questions, with a serious expression, thin lips pursed, and a high nose bridge, he even wanted to light up for him even if he was an Alpha .

Really. Side face killer.The kind with a cooler face.

Qin Cheng's bed has never been so sacred, shrouded in the brilliance of homework, the whole bed has been sublimated, and the wooden bed has the specifications of Simmons.

Sensing Qin Cheng's gaze, Jian Heng turned his head to look at him, probably knowing that he was broadcasting live, and didn't speak, just asked him if he was okay with his eyes.

Qin Cheng was fine at first, but when he saw it, something happened immediately. The scene of being bullied on the first day is still vivid in his memory. Qin Cheng glanced at him and said, "I think you should apologize to me."

Jian Heng hummed.And then it's gone.

"Do we have to redefine our relationship?" Qin Cheng said while operating.

Aside from finding fault with each other for ridiculous reasons, they should be regarded as friends, the kind that periodically share joys and sorrows.Anyway, it's quite easy for him to make friends, a fight or a flirt is considered a friend.Just didn't know Jane—

"Friends with benefits." Jian Heng said, with a normal tone as if saying that we are at the same table.

Qin Cheng really didn't expect these two words to come out of his mouth, and he stayed for ten seconds before he said, "...fuck."

"I think your generalization," Qin Cheng drank his saliva, "is not that appropriate."

Although it's not couples who have to gnaw each other's necks for a few days a month, they can only be friends with benefits, but when the object is Jian Heng, everything seems so exciting...

Jian Heng didn't speak, took out the earphones from his bag, put them on, and started turning the pen again with his right hand.Clearly I'm learning to refuse to communicate.

Qin Cheng wanted to raise his middle finger, but he had already used his middle finger to attack just now, and it was counteracted by Jian Heng, so he didn't extend his hand.

Sure enough, whether he is a friend or not doesn't affect Jian Heng's ruthlessness.

The kung fu barrage of a few words is crazy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"What are you talking about, am I still white?"

"Whose voice is that? My ears are about to give birth, I'm sick"

"Tactical Drinking Water Tactics Drinking Water"

"Tactical drinking water +1"

……

Qin Cheng just put his hand on the mouse.

Ride on my beloved little motorcycle~ he will never be stuck in traffic~~~

Jian Heng on the bed looked up at him, with a little smile in his eyes, it was a mocking, sneering, simple smile Qin Cheng didn't look carefully, probably because he didn't expect him to use this ringtone.

What's wrong with this ringtone?A must for a macho.

He answered the phone: "Hello?"

"There is someone in your room!!! Or is it your girlfriend???" Tan Qi hoarse.

Qin Cheng's hands trembled, and the mouse cursor moved from Chick to Nikki Nikki-Dress, and a fresh pink page bloomed on the screen, accompanied by a soothing and brisk soundtrack, and the barrage burst into "hahahahahahahaha".

Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows: "What, we hunks all play this."

作者有话要说：你们的饼因为惨淡的收藏趴在地上奄奄一息，什么都说不出来……感谢在2020-04-1214:37:30~2020-04-1317:07:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 ninety-eight;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!