Take down that Alpha school grass

Lin Moci was so frightened by his action that his whole body froze, and he panicked for fear of being thrown.

Chen Weiwan's legs were much longer than his. Lin Moci sat on his lap and couldn't even touch the ground. He moved his legs uneasily. He felt that this position was extremely dangerous, and he was in a mess. He was so nervous that he almost lost his grip Guitar.

Chen Weiwan didn't change his face, walked around him very seriously, took his hand, and began to explain: "The left hand should be placed on the fingerboard, and the shape of the right hand is like this..."

He squeezed Lin Moci's hand with his hand, made a standard hand shape, and put it on the strings: "From here to here, it's strings 1 to 6..."

The heat spread along the young body that was tightly pressed together, Lin Moci only felt blushing and heart beating, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't hear what he was teaching at all.

Because it was too close, he could smell the mojito more and more. At first, it was faint, but as the contact became stronger and stronger, it gradually surrounded him from head to toe, as if it wanted to penetrate to the tip of his heart. .

"Are you listening..." Chen Weiwan looked at him with his face flushed and eyes closed, and suddenly asked softly in his ear.

Lin Moci trembled, his shoulder almost hit his chin, feeling that he couldn't bear the current situation: "I don't study anymore, I want to go down."

"It's a deal, you can't give up halfway through what you've learned." Chen Weiwan's eyes were full of smiles.

There was an unusual scent of flowers in the air, and he asked knowingly, "What's the matter, why can't you hold the pheromone again."

"It's just learning the guitar, what are you thinking..." Chen Weiwan's tone seemed casual, "This is a classroom, you don't want to get hot here, do you?"

"Go away!" Lin Moci was fed up with the continuous questioning, and swung his elbow back fiercely, trying to smash the opponent's face.

Chen Weiwan restrained him deftly, and clasped his hand behind his back: "Don't you want to touch me?"

Lin Moci's other hand was holding the guitar, fearing that it would be broken by him, he dared not let go of it for a while, and was restrained everywhere.

"I also know that the guitar can't be thrown..." Chen Weiwan laughed out loud. Seeing that the other party was so obedient, she simply let go of the guitar, pressed Lin Moci's wrist with one hand, and grabbed the other party's chin with the other hand, "Hold Don’t drop it, or I won’t help you if you get sick in the future.”

Lin Moci was forced to raise his head, and his fragile glands were completely exposed in front of the other party. Under the action of pheromones, his whole body was so hot that he wanted to escape immediately, but his body wanted more and more Chen Wei. Late pheromone, can't help shaking.

Chen Weiwan didn't teach guitar any more, and whispered a question in his ear that he wanted to ask a long time ago: "Why do you have other alpha pheromones in your body?"

Lin Moci's sluggish brain reacted for a long time, but he didn't understand what he meant, and the smell of cocktails around him immediately became stronger. If it wasn't for the sake of face, Lin Moci would have called for help.

He thought that he had taken the initiative to close the window and lock the door just now, and wished he could slap himself twice.

"Whose pheromone is on you." Chen Weiwan asked again.

Lin Moci's PE class standard hairband was already wet with sweat, he thought desperately for a while, and said: "It should be...it's Li Wenyuan's...well...you...you can collect the pheromone .”

Chen Weiwan confiscated the pheromone, but asked again: "Do you want him to mark it?"

"Who the hell would think...you let go..." Lin Moci closed his eyes and shook his head, "I...I was not careful..."

Every time the other party said a word, all the fiery breath sprayed on his glands, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Both legs were put together, trying to curl up his whole body into a ball.

Chen Weiwan's pheromone faded a little bit, and Lin Moci, who was almost forced to fall ill by him, quickly took a few breaths, but Chen Weiwan leaned into his ear and said, "Lin Moci, what do you want to hear from me?" Is it fully marked?"

Rao didn't know what a complete mark was. Under such a dangerous situation, Lin Moci didn't want to hear anything. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to. You go away first."

Chen Weiwan put his hand on his chin: "Then you don't ask others this in the future, understand?"

"I...I know...let me go...you die..." Lin Moci opened his eyes and stared at him, his eyes were red.

He seemed to be begging for mercy and cursed, his fingers accidentally scratched the strings of the piano, and there was a buzzing sound.

Chen Weiwan seemed to be appreciative of his embarrassment, and suddenly let go of his restraint, covered his eyes with one hand, and lifted his head up.

"What are you doing..."

Lin Mo panicked at the sudden darkness, and quickly used his hand that was just moving to break his hand. Suddenly, two fingers stuck out of his mouth, and a burst of sweet taste permeated his mouth.

It was the candy he just gave Chen Weiwan.

Chen Weiwan stuffed the candy in, brushed the tip of his tongue carelessly with his fingertips, and then put it away before the other party bit.

Profoundly implement what it means to slap a sweet date.

He let go of the hand covering the opponent's eyes, Lin Moci immediately jumped up, threw the guitar back into his arms, and took a few steps back to keep a safe distance from him.

He looked like he was being ravaged by someone, tightly holding the school uniform jacket, glaring at Chen Weiwan: "This is the school!"

"Yes." Chen Weiwan hugged the guitar, "So?"

"How could you.. be like this in school?"

Chen Weiwan: "Come to me, stay next to me, and learn guitar, but you asked for it."

Lin Moci's eyes were red: "You!"

"And the pheromone I released just now is undetectable to others." Chen Weiwan reminded him.

The implication is that you yourself react violently to my pheromone.

Lin Moci felt that he didn't want to waste any more time with him, so he turned to leave, but Chen Weiwan called him back: "I advise you to collect your pheromone here before leaving."

Lin Moci wished he could just throw a stool at him to fight, and he didn't want to suffer from such aggrieved anger.

He kicked the table next to him violently, making a "bang", then sat on the stool, took out his mobile phone to try to calm down, and saw Song Qingchu send a series of messages.

Song Qingchu: How about it, did you hit him, did you push him, did you tease him?

I slammed his head, I want to slap him on his ancestral grave.

Lin Moci wrote in the input box: None, I've had enough, sister, help me find someone to beat him up.

After thinking about it, I felt that it would be embarrassing if the other party asked the reason, so I deleted it again.

After more than ten minutes like this, Lin Moci's pheromones had almost dissipated, and he was a little relieved. Seeing Chen Weiwan practicing guitar there again, thinking of the whole week's hard work, he was inexplicably depressed and said: "Chen Weiwan Weiwan, how did I offend you?"

Seeing that he didn't leave, Chen Weiwan played him a simple but melodious "Conger Fly", and said while playing, "I didn't offend you."

The music seemed to have eased Lin Moci's mood a little. He thought about the fact that the other party didn't seem to be acting particularly hooligan just now, but he still felt uncomfortable, and asked again: "Am I treating you badly? You brought something to eat, and walked after you at night after school."

Chen Weiwan: "It's good for me."

Lin Moci walked forward with the stool: "Then why are you still..."

He thought for a while and found a suitable adjective: "Still bullying me."

"Think about this for yourself." Chen Weiwan didn't play the guitar anymore, and didn't answer him, "You want to chase me, right?"

Lin Moci nodded: "Yes, haven't I been chasing him for several days?"

Chen Weiwan: "If you work harder, maybe I will accept it."

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"What do you mean? Don't you hate me?" Lin Moci asked confusedly, "Chen Weiwan!"

The bell for the end of get out of class suddenly reminded me that Chen Weiwan put away the guitar and put it in a separate cabinet, locked it, and turned around and said, "I'm going back to other classes."

He seemed to have returned to his polite manner, and he didn't have the bad-hearted temperament just now, which made Lin Moci wonder if he was smart.

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