Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

Wen Yanwan: "..."

For some reason, facing Shang Lu Chaosheng's cold and clear eyes, he suddenly felt that his eyes hurt a little.

It's as if someone tried to use his nails to take out his eyeballs.

Feeling a bit chilled by her own brain, Wen Yanwan took a light breath, buried her head, and ate.

Maybe, he thought too much...

In the third year of high school, the study is tight. Some people go back to the classroom directly after eating, lie on the table for a while, even if they have taken a nap, and then get up and continue to struggle.

Da Jinwen naturally wanted to go back to the classroom. Others were not as exaggerated as he was. He had only been back to school for a few days, and his nerves were not tense yet. He just wanted to go back to the dormitory and sleep first.

Saying goodbye to a few people, Wen Yanwan turned her head, originally wanting to ask about Lu Chaosheng's whereabouts, but this person suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him.

His brows were sparse, and his eyes were cold, stroking his face slowly, like an invisible hand, or some kind of sharp object with a cold touch.

Start at the Adam's apple.

Jaw, lips, bridge of nose.

Inch by inch, touching the pores of the skin, splitting each part, like a blade slicing, with a creepy and strange touch, leaving invisible and bloody marks along the way, gradually going up.

Finally, it fell into his dark eyes with a hint of confusion.

Makes the scalp tingle for no reason.

The thin lips were pursed lightly, and Lu Chaosheng frowned slightly.

As if trying to endure something, the fingertips trembled slightly.

The knuckles were raised, he clenched and relaxed, repeated this action briefly, and finally let go completely.

Then, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Wen Yanwan: "..."

To be honest, not only his eyes are hurting, but his whole face is in pain.

The summer sun was shining brightly, and cicadas were singing in my ears. Wen Yanwan leaned against the door with her arms folded, her eyes narrowed slightly.

In front of him, a figure gradually faded away, and the glare of the sun cut the image wantonly, like the bottom of a frosted glass bottle, no matter how hard you look at it, you can't see through it.

Like that person's cold eyes that are always covered with a layer of mist.

His thoughts drifted, and he couldn't help but think of the scene where he met Lu Chaosheng's eyes across the sky full of extravagance and corruption after throwing money into the air in his previous life.

The momentary emotional outpouring, sad and frightened, like a wounded little animal, was captured precisely by Wen Yanwan even though it was fleeting.

It's just that as time goes by, that memory is gradually blurred, and when I think about it carefully, it seems that that glance was just my own illusion.

What was imprinted in his mind was still Lu Chaosheng's cold and clean appearance that had not changed for a long time.

Thinking of this, her thoughts suddenly paused, Wen Yanwan lowered her eyes and shook her head, feeling that she was being ridiculous.

In the final analysis, the two of them are just trading money, so they don't care what they do, as long as they have money?

He is really, really idle.

Stepping up, Wen Yanwan walked towards the outside of the school gate, walking opposite to Lu Chaosheng.

His gait is slack, and his back is thin.

Grandma was admitted to the hospital ahead of schedule, and the schedule of living in school was brought forward from Saturday to today. Taking advantage of the extra time at noon, Wen Yanwan deliberately went back to Nanshi Road.

It is said that it needs to be tidied up, but there is nothing to be cleared up. During the ten years of living with my grandmother, no matter whether I have learned anything else, the four words "diligence and thrift" have been learned ten to ten.

At the end of the cleaning, all the clothes added up could not even fill a handbag, which was pitifully small.

Wen Yanwan himself didn't feel much, his material requirements were quite simple, as long as he didn't starve to death or freeze to death.

I picked up what I could wear, stuffed it in my bag at random, and filled the empty space with learning materials.

There are also towels, toothbrushes, washbasins, unused laundry detergent and soap...

At the end of the packing, she brought almost all the things that the whole family could bring with her. Only then was Wen Yanwan satisfied, and with all her belongings, she went back to school with difficulty.

I thought that Lu Chaosheng would return to normal in the afternoon, but unexpectedly, this man didn't even lift his eyelids when he saw him come back.

The drooping eyelashes are thick and slender, and there is light coming in from the window, and the shadows are stretched on the eyelids, like two butterflies hovering there.

The back is straight, the face is calm, the phalanx holding the pen is slightly raised, and the hands are beautiful and clean.

It seems to be tracing something carefully, the tip of the pen touches the paper, making a slight friction sound, not like doing ordinary exercises.

Stretching her long legs, Wen Yanwan rested her chin on her hands, leaned against the back of the chair, and watched him quietly for a while.

After confirming for a while, this person really won't talk to me anymore, Wen Yanwan curled her lips and thought to herself

Sure enough, Jin Zhuxin, Sea Needle.

Isn't Grandpa Mao fragrant?Isn't math problem good?

If you have the time to guess other people's thoughts, it is better to do a few more exercises.

Sighing secretly, Wen Yanwan held the pen and buried herself in the questions.

The class was approaching, and the classroom was quiet.

There are only a few light coughs occasionally, or the "swish" sound of friction when the pages are turned, or the "creak" sound of the chair when the buttocks move.

What's more, there is the quiet breathing sound of the people around you, which is so subtle that it is almost impossible to catch it.

On white paper.

The eyes outlined with a dark pencil are black and beautiful, with deep contours, and the narrow and long eye tails draw a line slightly backwards, and the ends are slightly raised.

The brush strokes are so delicate that one can almost imagine the passionate and seductive arc of this eye when it chuckles.

It was Wen Yanwan's eyes.

Lu Chaosheng lowered his eyes, seeming to be extremely loving, and his slender fingertips caressed its delicate edges.

Extreme tenderness.

Then, slowly exert force.

It seems that it can be dug out bloody and alive.

The ready bell rings.

Fingertips paused slightly.

Lu Chaosheng pursed his lips, stared at the eyes quietly for a moment, bent his fingers, and put them together in the sketchbook with a "snap".

Put it in the desk and don't look at it anymore.

Hengbei's grading speed was very fast, and all the scores were summed up this afternoon.

Since Wen Yanwan and Lu Chaosheng were absent from the exam, Da Jinwen was admitted to the first place in the grade as a matter of course.

After the encounter at noon, Jian Fanxing had already gotten to know the few of them thoroughly.

Probably saw Da Jinwen's name on the score list at the school gate. When school was over in the afternoon, Jian Fanxing came over from the next door to congratulate Da Jinwen for winning the first place this time, and then went to the cafeteria with them to eat dinner.

A group of academic masters gathered together, and the topic naturally revolved around scores and test papers.

Shi Xuerong: "I didn't do well in the English test this time, and I made a mistake in reading comprehension, so I didn't even pass 145!"

Lan Jingyun: "Me too. My English composition is expected to score 24 points. I used to get this score every time, but this time I only got 23 points. I thought my writing was pretty good... Sigh, I still Go back and recite a few more sentences."

Jian Fanxing: "You are not as miserable as I am. I could get full marks for the last big question in physics, but because I missed a formula, I lost two points for no reason. I thought that such a simple thing does not need to be written. Going up, I'm so mad."

"..." That's great, the Versailles brigade has another general.

Raising her eyes, she glanced at Jian Fanxing flatly, Wen Yanwan picked up the chopsticks, and silently took a mouthful of rice, um, a little choked up.

Beside him, Lu Chaosheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped his chopsticks, picked up his glass and took a sip of water.

It's cold in the throat.

The next day, study early.

Seeing Lu Chaosheng again, his eyelashes were still slightly drooping, his back was straight, and he held the black sketch pen with his slender fingertips, and daubed lightly on the snow-white paper.

Also still, no reason.

Wen Yanwan sighed insignificantly, pulled out the chair, and sat down.

He didn't know that in the sketchbook this time, there were not only his eyes, but also the ends of his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and his lips.

But the strange thing is that these organs are scattered in different corners, as if they were cut into pieces with a knife, making the scalp numb for no reason.

On the eve of a storm, the air is always still and dreary.

During the big break, students queue up to go to the playground for morning exercises according to the school's requirements.

Painful wails filled my ears, and Wen Yanwan actually didn't want to move, her posture was unconsciously a little lazy.

Putting his hands into the pockets of the school uniform at random, he squirmed slowly with the large group.

He is tall and has long legs, standing out from the crowd.

When passing by the teaching building of the first grade of high school, I happened to meet the second class next door.

Jian Fanxing saw Wen Yanwan's protruding figure at a glance, and looked around him, and sure enough, he saw Da Jinwen and Li Ruiyuan not far away.

Raise your hand and say hello to them.

The facial features are clean and delicate, and the brows and eyes are full of soft and sweet Omega.

Out of politeness, Wen Yanwan raised her hand habitually, and gently curled her lips towards Jian Fanxing.

At this moment, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, dragged him forward a few steps, and walked out of the crowd.

Wen Yanwan was surprised, and called out to Lu Chaosheng's back several times.

Lu Chaosheng just kept his face sullen, and pulled him into the teaching building without saying a word.

The door of the bathroom was pushed open, and then, the body was pushed hard and hit the wall.

Unprepared, the back of his head hit the wall, Wen Yanwan frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when he heard Lu Chaosheng's low and cold voice: "Why do you want to see him?"

Wen Yanwan was taken aback for a moment.

"Why do you want to see him?"

Lu Chaosheng repeated it again.

Wen Yanwan lowered her eyes.

Lu Chaosheng lowered his head slightly, his forehead hair slipped from his ears, covering half of his eyebrows and eyes, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Only a glimpse of the tip of a small nose and a small half of her fair face can be seen.

Why do you want to see him?

Who is he?

His lips parted slightly, and before Wen Yanwan could ask, his body froze suddenly.

The body of the teenager Wei Wei leaned forward, and immediately after, a cold hand touched his back.

Through the thin school uniform fabric, the hand slowly moved from the hip to the tailbone, as if hinting at something, the fingertips twirled slightly.

Then, using this as a starting point, along the straight line of the spine, inch by inch, slowly climb upwards, gently stroking his skin.

The feeling of electric shock spread from the spine, and suddenly rushed to the limbs, making his breathing unconsciously aggravated.

The nostrils are full of youthful lingering smell, belonging to the strength of Alpha pheromone, not only did not make Wen Yanwan feel a little disgusted, but was affected by this force, and a stronger desire/desire arose.

Wen Yanwan only felt that he was wrapped around his body by a snake, his back was stiff and he couldn't move, but he was deeply trapped in it, unwilling to get out.

Compared with when Lu Chaosheng was an Omega, it brought a more exciting impression.

Lean texture, smooth back muscles, and graceful shoulder blades are the unique thinness between juvenile and adult.

The body is immature, but the facial features are already deep enough, cold fingertips across the sexy neck line, and the eyes are lightly sweeping over the fast-rolling Adam's apple.

Going up, passing the tight jaw, and landing on the slightly pursed pale lips.

Lu Chaosheng's eyes darkened.

"kiss Me."

Wen Yanwan looked slightly startled.

A cold arm suddenly climbed up his neck, Lu Chaosheng forcefully forced him to lower his head, his cold eyes looked deeply into the pair of deep eyes that haunted him in his dreams.

The foreheads are offset, and the eyelashes are intertwined.

The scorching breath spread in the nasal cavity and sprayed wantonly between the lips and teeth, causing a burst of itching.

"kiss Me."

He said.

With a heavy heartbeat, Wen Yanwan took a deep breath, and as if she couldn't control it anymore, she reached out, pinched his chin, and lifted it up.

Then leaned over, kissed the bright red lips forcefully, pried open his teeth, and coaxed the other party's lips and tongue to entangle with himself.

The arms around the neck are tightened, and the distance has disappeared.

In the corner of the empty bathroom, the bodies of two half-grown teenagers were tightly pressed together.

The smell of pheromone spreads wantonly in the air, hot and cold intertwined and intertwined closely, like lava flowing into seawater, or snow mountain avalanche into thunder and fire, extremely contradictory, but strangely fit.

It is a silent contest between alphas.

Between the hot nose and breath, the same ambiguous/ambiguous breath echoed in the ears, and with the gentle opening and closing of the lips and teeth, it made the lips itch.

"Think he's intriguing?" he said, "I'm intriguing? Huh?"

The cold fingertips caressed the young man's slightly startled face, and gently stroked the three-dimensional facial features.

his.

his.

No matter the neck, the Adam's apple, the lips, the eyes, or any part of the body.

It's all his.

Only he can touch it.