Super A, I was marked by a bamboo horse

Ning Bo's complexion was not very good-looking, and Wu Xie felt a little nervous when he thought of those alphas with ugly faces just now.

"I warn you, if you don't have this expression, your pheromone won't work for me."

Even though he said that, Wu Xie still couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Behind is the fence of the auditorium. Seeing that there was no way to retreat, when he was about to slip out from under Ning Bo's arms, he was dragged back by Ning Bo.

Wu Xie was about to get angry.

He heard Ning Bo gnashing his teeth in his ear: "From now on, you are not allowed to ask others about the taste of alpha pheromones, and you are not allowed to touch other people's glands."

"When did I touch other people's glands?" Wu Xie looked puzzled: "I don't even know where your glands grow."

"..." Ning Bo took a breath: "Didn't you take physiology class?"

"I'm a beta, what kind of physiology class do I have?" Wu Xie said, "I skipped that class."

Ning Bo had nothing to do with him, and sighed in a low voice: "The back of the neck."

"Oh, it's right behind the neck." Wu Xie said nonchalantly.

Just as Wu Xie finished speaking, she suddenly remembered what she had done while scratching Ning Bo's neck in the bathroom.

"The back of the neck?!"

He remembered that he had blown air on here before, no wonder that boy had such an expression at that time!

He looked shocked: "It's right behind the neck! Girls are fortunately covered by their hair, but you guys, don't you expose your... genitals every day?"

Even though Ning Bo has cultivated himself well, he was also a little sullen at the moment. He blushed and said every word: "I didn't expose my genitals."

Wu Xie glanced at Ning Bo. Ning Bo was wearing well-groomed long sleeves and his collar tightly covered his neck, so he couldn't see anything.

He really didn't show up.

"You don't have it, but it doesn't mean that others don't. That boy with short hair doesn't wear long sleeves, he can't cover his neck, and his glands are all exposed!?"

Wu Xie remembered that he was sitting in the back row, facing the back of a group of alphas and omegas every day.

"...I, I'm not clean anymore." Wu Xie looked at him with a mournful face, like a victim.

Ning Bo choked hard.

"Why do your glands have to grow in such an exposed part of the neck? Isn't it easy to see at a glance?"

"Don't look at evil, you don't have to." Ning Bo replied with a good temper.

"Then I have to look up in class. As soon as I looked up, I saw a pile of necks, no, it was a pile of—"

Before Wu Xie could say those two words, Ning Bo interrupted: "Glands and the back of the neck are not the same concept, what you see is the neck."

"You're not me, how do you know I'm looking at the back of the neck?"

"..."

Ning Bo said leisurely: "Are you going to argue with me?"

Ning Bo once won a gold medal in the Debating Competition for Middle School Students in the Imperial City. If he really played the debate, Wu Xie really couldn't compete with his sharp mouth.

Wu Xie emphasized: "I'm just stating the facts."

"Then I will also state the facts. There is a saying that what you think in your heart is what you see in your eyes. What you think in your heart is glands, and what you see are glands—"

Wu Xie interrupted him: "I didn't think about that at all."

"So what are you worried about?" Ning Bo looked at him.

"That's right." Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it was you I touched in the toilet just now."

"What's wrong with me?" Ning Bo felt that his words were strange.

"If someone else would have thought that I was being sexually/harassed/harassed, then this would be a big misunderstanding. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have skipped my physiology class."

"I can touch it casually?" Ning Bo's eyes darkened: "Aren't you afraid of my misunderstanding?"