Fu Zepei was in a daze for half an hour, and when he woke up, Qi He had already written down the steps to solve several problems in the blank space.

When a person just wakes up, he is prone to confusion. He doesn't realize what he was doing before falling asleep for a while.

Seeing that he had woken up, Qi He withdrew his numb shoulder, pinched it a few times with his hands, still staring at the test paper, and said, "You're welcome."

"..." Who said he should thank him.

With a solid shoulder as a pillow, Fu Zepei slept soundly this time, habitually checking the time on his phone.

I haven't checked the time yet, but I was bombarded with more than a dozen messages.

It turned out that both Zhang Wo and Fang Jianian replied to his message.The first reaction of the two was surprisingly unanimous: it's the big weekend, why are you with Qi He!

Ah, exposed!

Edited by Fu Zepei: When I went out, I met...

no.Deleted and re-edited: I asked him to borrow the paper.

Or not.It was as if he had voluntarily admitted that he was inferior to Qi He.

After thinking about it, he typed a few words: He didn't have all the textbooks distributed, so he asked me to borrow them.

Fang Jianian is probably holding his mobile phone and getting tired of talking to his partner, so he will come back soon with a message: Shit!Why didn't he ask me to borrow it from me?You two know each other very well?

unfamiliar!Fu Zepei firmly denied: Maybe I have all the notes in the book?

"……"Fine.

Fang Jianian, a scumbag, felt connoted.

Zhang Wo didn't know what he was busy with, and he didn't reply to the message.The basketball game still needs to be discussed. Last time it was a school game, and there were other classes. This time it was a personal grievance, and they had to resolve it by themselves.

Fu Zepei put down his phone and returned to the desk. Qi He had already written the solution process of the last question.The test paper, which was clean just now, is now full of densely packed words.

Qi He's handwriting is beautiful, elegant and timeless, and Fu Zepei knows that he has practiced handwriting since he was a child.

Although their family is opposite to Ms. Jin's, the educational philosophy of the two families is completely different.From a very young age, Qi He was sent to study in various interest classes, while Tang Sijie practiced a free-range education model, and hadn't cared much about Fu Zepei since he was a child.

Fu Zepei was most impressed by calligraphy and the violin.

There is no other reason, he was also forced to study these two things with Qi He.

Musical instruments and calligraphy have to be cultivated from an early age. Qi He had already started learning when he was about four or five years old. Every time Fu Zepei wanted to play with him, he had to wait until he finished contacting him.

Later, Tang Sijie thought he was too noisy, unlike Xiao Qihe, who was quiet and doll-like, and could sit there for an entire afternoon, and asked him to follow suit, saying that it was to cultivate his character.

Little Fu Zepei was impatient to paint a gourd like a gourd. He went up and down the stairs to find the violin, and broke a string in two days.

Calligraphy is better, at least it doesn't disturb the people.He sat with Qi He in Ms. Jin's study, Qi He painted red on the side, and he drew talismans on the notebook.

He didn't know how to write, but Ms. Jin's rare flowers and plants were ruined by him a lot.

After that, Tang Sijie finally realized that his son hadn't inherited any of his artistic talents, so he didn't let him learn any more and continued the free-range model.

The only two experiences in Fu Zepei's life that could be linked to art came to an abrupt end.

I don’t remember whose post was described at that time, and I don’t know what words were written. I only remember that the light in Ms. Jin’s study was very good, and the sunset every day burned Qi He’s eyelashes.

"The steps to solve the problem are all written on the side. If you don't understand, you can ask me." Qi He was as patient as ever.

Fu Zepei's head is still a little blunt, probably the sequelae of taking a late afternoon nap: "What was I doing with my phone just now?"

Qi He: "..."

Oh yes, look at the time.

Time didn't count, and Fu Zepei got a test paper with a written answer process.

He had no choice but to sit down and read the questions. Physics gave him a headache, but Qi He's steps were clearly written, leaving little room for him to ask questions.

After reading a few questions, neither of them said a word.

Time seemed to stand still, only the chirping of cicadas and the rustling of writing outside the house were passing by.

Fu Zepei was unaware of the water vapor all around him, and was absorbed in physics problems.When he became serious, he lost his usual carefree manner, and became much calmer. He bit his lip in frustration while thinking, and the bangs hanging in front of his eyes made him look even more cute.

Tiny water vapor condensed in the air and stuck to people's skin. Hearing the muffled cicadas, Fu Zepei looked out the window and muttered softly, "Is it going to rain?"

The sky is neither cloudy nor cloudy, and the frenzied summer makes it difficult to tell whether a heavy rain is coming.

But the air before the rain was wrapped in a faint smell of grass, but it was very strong.

It's like, the smell of the wind before the heavy rain.

Or, someone's pheromones.

He suddenly thought of something, and asked Qi He, "What's your pheromone smell like?"

Although it's offensive to ask an omega's pheromone so directly, Fu Zepei really wants to know the answer.

He thought, it might not be pheromones, it's just the weird weather, because even omegas don't emit pheromones at will, which is quite a dangerous behavior.

"Huh?" Qi He blinked, "Did you smell anything?"

"No, no." Fu Zepei flatly denied, "I'll just ask casually."

This is indeed impolite behavior, rashly asking about the smell of an omega pheromone is like staring at someone's glands naked, it is quite offensive.

He realized that something was wrong with him, although he is also an omega, but he is now a beta, even if he is an omega, he is still an o who likes little o, no matter how he thinks about it, it is not appropriate.

It is easy for Qi He to misunderstand what he has in mind.

Qi He didn't misunderstand, but he didn't seem to want to say more about his pheromones.Because it was difficult for him to explain why he was emitting pheromones to Fu Zepei.

Filled with water vapor, it is surrounded by a fragrance similar to the morning after the rain, mixed with the floral fragrance of sage, which is one of the pheromones he possesses.

The meaning is to like.

Rather than saying it is a smell, it is better to say that he is expressing some kind of emotion, and this pheromone can only be smelled by certain people.

This is what makes Top Pheromone special.

High-level alphas often use pheromones to suppress other alphas. This is often an instinctive reaction when their partner may be hurt by other alphas, and it is closely related to the alpha's emotions.

In the same way, the emotions he exudes now are also an instinctive reaction.

It's just that this instinct is not to suppress, but to like.

It is related to his own emotions, so sometimes pheromones are not completely restrained by him.For example, he has shown restraint now, but Fu Zepei still feels the pheromone from him.

Just like his liking is overflowing uncontrollably.

There is no way.

So he likes Fu Zepei, which is something that can never be hidden.

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