Differentiate into omega in the normal world

Song Chen's mood was not very beautiful because the coat was useless.

This means that he has to find a way to get close to Chen Lang, or get Chen Lang's personal items.

I was depressed in class all morning, and I didn't even respond to the teacher's compliments.

"Could it be a sequela?" Song Ling was worried, she turned around and whispered to Zhou Ning in the back row.

"No way, he kicked me very vigorously yesterday."

"I saw Brother Lang's photo in the morning and he didn't even scold anyone! It's so abnormal."

"Hey, I saw Song Chen went to buy milk tea, didn't drink it, and brought it back all the way."

Saying that, Zhou Ning's tablemate Tang Muwu came back from the outside and said to them in surprise.

"Impossible, my brother quit sugar."

Song Ling was sure that Song Chen ate too much sweets before, and had a terrible toothache. He asked for leave for several days, and swore he would never touch sweets again after filling his teeth.

Tang Muwu pointed to his own eyes and vowed, "I saw it with my own eyes."

Zhou Ning had a flash of inspiration and clicked his tongue, "It can't really be for him."

He remembered what Chen Lang said after school yesterday.

"to whom?"

Song Ling grasped the key point.

"No one."

Zhou Ning didn't dare to say it. If it wasn't true, the word got out again, and Song Chen would have to chop him up.

Song Chen came over with a cup of milk tea, and the three of them looked at him in unison.

"What look, you guys?"

"Brother, milk tea, give me?" Song Ling, the only girl, asked with a smile.

Song Chen: "No."

Zhou Ning: "That's mine, Chen, it's not in vain for me to serve you every day."

Song Chen knocked off his outstretched hand, "Don't touch it."

Tang Muwu, who felt the most hopeless, opened his eyes wide, "Could it be... Is it for me?"

Song Chen: "You three talk about cross talk?"

One is more funny than the other.

"It won't be you drinking it by yourself, have you forgotten your original oath!" Zhou Ning looked at him affectionately.

Song Chen: "..."

Song Chen: "Take medicine when you are sick."

Song Chen turned his neck and felt the back of his neck a little itchy again. He didn't dare to touch it. He pointed to the milk tea and said to Song Ling, "I'll give you a chance to bring the milk tea to Chen Lang."

"..." Song Ling didn't turn the corner for a moment, her face paled in fright after savoring it carefully, "You buy milk tea for Brother Lang!"

"lighter!"

However, it was too late. It was the afternoon break, and there were few people in the classroom, but there were still many students who had left their homework. Hearing this, they all pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Buy milk tea?

What kind of new script is this, hate begets love?

Song Chen immediately looked to Chen Lang's side, and saw that his old god was writing the question calmly, so he turned around in peace.

So I missed the scene of Chen Lang gently hooking the corner of his lips.

"In a word, do you want to go?"

Song Ling shook her head and quit.

Song Chen: "Count."

Usually, the male god husband shouts more frequently than anyone else, and he has no guts to send a cup of milk tea.

"That's not true." Song Ling had a look of pride that you don't understand, "The sisters in the group have sworn to be Brother Lang's wives together, whoever confesses first is a dog!"

Song Chen: "..."

What kind of sisters are so cruel, and they are still wives together.

"It's just a milk tea, don't you think too much?"

"Rounding up is equal to a confession, I can't betray the organization!" Song Ling insisted.

Song Chen: "..."

Song Chen turned to Zhou Ning and raised his eyebrows to signal him to see him off.

Zhou Ning said indifferently: "It's useless for me to be a cow and a horse and work hard. In the end, I don't even deserve a cup of milk tea. I think too much, scumbag."

The scumbag Song Chen choked for a while: "..."

Looking at Tang Muwu finally, before Song Chen could say anything, he shook his head again and again, and obediently sat on his own seat, expressing that he would not participate.

Day, why not send a cup of milk tea!

Desperately brainwashing himself, Song Chen stopped tapping his fingers on the table, gritted his teeth and stood up holding the milk tea.

The three of Zhou Ning and the others raised their eyes to look at him quietly, and saw Song Chen walking to the last row with the pace of death.

Chen Lang, who was still writing the question, put down his pen, leaned back on the chair with his tall body, and stretched his long legs freely.

Take the time to admire Song Chen who came with a cold face.

Handsome and scolding.

Song Chen threw the milk tea on his table like a bomb. The milk tea shook and held firmly.

The classmates in the class looked uncontrollably at the back row. Song Chen squinted his eyes and looked around, successfully scaring them away.

Only Song Ling secretly took pictures of the scene with trembling hands, "Sisters, we got it real."

Just as Song Chen was about to leave, he heard Chen Lang ask in a very surprised tone, "For me?"

His face was mature and cold, but when he raised his eyebrows and smiled, he was full of youthful scorn.

If a girl sees this smile, she must yell and take a picture of it.

It's a pity that standing in front of him is the cool brother Song Chen.

Song Chen glanced at him.

What are you pretending not to know!

Ice cubes were added to the milk tea, and the wall of the cup was covered with a layer of water mist. Chen Lang's slender fingers traced a circle along the water mist, "Is it covered with milk?"

Song Chen: "I love you."

Chen Lang: "Where's the pearl?"

Song Chen held his temper, "I didn't let it go."

After the person took a few steps, Chen Lang said slowly, "Where's my coat?"

"Wait!"

Seeing him coming back, Zhou Ning held back his stomach and was about to ask a question when he saw him pull out a coat from his bag.

Black, very familiar.

Then she took the coat and walked towards Chen Lang again, throwing it at him.

The sweet scent of milk rushed to his face along with the jacket, Chen Lang's throat tightened, and he subconsciously absorbed the sweet scent.

"It really washed me."

"You are stupid for making questions."

Chen Lang smiled indifferently, raised his eyelids to look at him, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Then why does my coat smell like you?"

Song Chen: "..."

Chen Lang smiled casually, "It's sweet and sweet, and it also smells like milk. I've been drinking milk recently to supplement calcium."

Song Chen froze, thinking of the sweetness and fragrance that Zhou Ning mentioned from time to time, could it be that he really smells like this?

Just covering it with a coat overnight left traces, Song Chen's complexion flushed with guilt.

He remembered the weirdness of his body, and it seemed that every time Zhou Ning said that he smelled the fragrance, he seemed a little uncomfortable.

Thinking about something, his body suddenly became hot, Song Chenhuang fainted, and put one hand on Chen Lang's table.

"Exactly the same." Chen Lang restrained his smile, his expression was subtle, and his heart was itchy because of the scent.

He didn't realize that the after-rain breath on his body was actively approaching Song Chen.

The two breaths intertwined and blended, comforting each other.

"What do you think? Is this going to quarrel or fight?" Zhou Ning on the other side was very worried, keeping an eye on the situation and ready to support at any time.

Tang Muwu said: "I think it's a quarrel, after all, we never fight."

Song Ling took another photo excitedly, "I think it's flirting."

Zhou Ning: "..."

Tang Muwu: "..."

Sensing the aura from Chen Lang, Song Chen was obviously much more comfortable. He frowned, wondering why he came out so suddenly that he hadn't smelled it just now.

But right now he didn't think much, smiled at Chen Lang, and said, "You are a dog, right?"

dog nose.

Jiang Yu returned to the classroom with the snacks she bought, and gave Chen Lang chocolate, sugar, milk chips and so on.

Who would have thought that the sarcasm Chen Lang is addicted to sugar, and would like to write questions while sipping sugar when he has nothing to do.

"Thank you, the money will be transferred to you."

Jiang Yu hummed, glanced at him, felt that something was wrong, looked carefully, and said, "Why are you wearing a coat, the temperature outside is quite high today."

Chen Lang tore open the package with lowered eyelids, and threw a piece of candy into his mouth, "It's not sweet."

"It's not sweet yet. I can almost see tooth decay when I watch you eat every day."

Jiang Yu felt that his toothache would hurt even if he looked at it any more. Seeing a cup of milk tea on the table, he was overjoyed, "I received milk tea again, and it's still my favorite koko house."

As he spoke, he was about to reach for it, but was stopped by Chen Lang.

"mine."

"Huh? Brother Lang, are you planning to accept the school belle?" Jiang Yu was surprised. Brother Lang didn't even touch the things sent by the school belle before, and he couldn't bear to accept it.

Chen Lang: "Who said it was hers."

Jiang Yu: "!!!"

Jiang Yu: "Whose property is that? Fuck, it actually made your heart flutter. It's amazing."

Chen Lang didn't make a sound, opened the lid of the milk tea and took a sip, the dense and delicate milk lid slipped into his throat.

Sweet and sticky.

Not as sweet as someone's.

Jiang Yu next to him was almost dying of curiosity, "Who the hell? Our class is still next door. Could it be the elementary school girl who delivered the love letter last time?"

"I, I, I, I know." Qiao Shen, who had been holding back at the front table for a long time, turned around and was finally able to gossip, "It's Song Chen! He gave it to Chen Lang himself."

Jiang Yu didn't believe it: "Impossible."

With Song Chen's character, let alone delivering milk tea, it would be difficult for him to help Chen Lang.

"Bet? One hundred."

Jiang Yu hesitated, and seeing Chen Lang's half-smiling but calm face, he couldn't help but believe him a bit, "I don't want to bet, he really gave it to me? I won't put poison in it, right?"

Seeing that the milk tea has gone down by a third, Jiang Yu asked Chen Lang seriously: "Can you call me 120?"

Chen Lang: "..."

As the weather gradually turned hot, physical education became a burden for Song Chen. He would rather study the questions in the classroom than sweat outside.

The person in the sun is lazy, Song Chen is sleepy, and he feels very thirsty even though it is not hot tomorrow.

After the run, there is free activity. He and Song Ling sit on the lawn and play with their mobile phones.

"Brother, have you changed your shower gel recently?"

"Have it?"

"Yes, I think this scent is much more fragrant." Song Ling looked at the phone and called out, "Ah, our class is going to play basketball with Class Ten. They are so annoying, what do they want to do?"

Song Chen looked down at the silence in the class group, "Where did you get the news?"

"In the wives group, we are distributed in classes of all grades, and nothing can escape our eyes."

Song Chen doesn't speak, this is not his world.

"Go and see brother?" Song Ling stood up and patted her body.

"No, I'm going back to the classroom."

He has a shadow on watching basketball.

Song Chen walked back to the classroom slowly, feeling his body began to feel hot and sore again, so he simply took off his coat and put on the thin shirt inside.

I thought about asking for leave and going home for the rest of the class.

Pushing open the door of the empty classroom, I saw a man standing on his seat, bent over and didn't know what to do.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around suddenly in fright.

It looks a little familiar.

"Who are you? Why are you hiding there?" Song Chen knocked hard on the door and asked him.

The author has something to say:

Chen Lang eats sugar: not sweet

Chen Lang Sipping Milk Tea: Average

Chen Lang sucks his daughter-in-law: It's over the top!