Occasional ABO

Xu Xu knelt down on one knee and said affectionately: "Although I have no money, no car, no house, no diamond ring, I have a heart that loves you."

Guan Zhiheng's eyes flickered: "I don't care about that, as long as we have you and me, we will fight for the future together."

Standing on the side, Bai Zhijing jumped anxiously, wanting to shout at Xu Xu, and let Xu Xu come to his side, but his throat seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, and he could only breathe in vain.

Then he shook his head, somehow Xu Xu appeared in front of him, staring at him with narrow eyes, calling him Jinger.

Bai Zhijing was crying and laughing, holding promises and saying that I am the best for you, you must know that no one else can compare to me.

Then promised to hug him, and then a very absurd thing happened, there was a strange smell in the air, the pheromones of the two of them blended together, promised's hand was much bigger than his, the palm was hot, and the lips Yes, and so is the tongue.

The moon rose, big and round, just above their heads.

Bai Zhijing's consciousness was fuzzy, he raised his head in a trance, and saw himself and Xu Xu in the moon, they were tightly pressed together, their posture was a bit shameful, as if they could never be separated again.

"hiss......"

Bai Zhijing woke up with a start, and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time, feeling the chill under the quilt.

He reached in and felt his panties were wet.

Bai Zhijing cursed, the back of his head hit the headboard of the bed heavily, and he wanted to die for a moment, wishing he could really buy a plane ticket to fly to Guinea to become a monk.

He actually had such a dream?

The object is not a sweet and sweet Omega, but it's a fucking promise? !

Bai Zhijing lay paralyzed on the bed in a daze, his mind was like an old TV with no signal, flickering black and white snowflakes crazily.

Does he really like promises?The kind of love between husband and wife?

This is unlikely, they are both Alphas, how could there be such a relationship between two A's?

Bai Zhijing took two deep breaths, feeling that he was misled by Guan Zhiheng's performance and Song Baobao's words, it must be.

It can't go on like this, Bai Zhijing wiped his face, and planned to contact Li Fu, and go to worship the Buddha with him, it's good to be pure-hearted and ascetic, without so many troubles.

He changed into a pair of underwear like a thief, put the dirty one in a black plastic bag, and then sneakily threw it into the trash can, saying three times that the deceased rested in peace before throwing it in.

Turning on the phone, I found several unread messages, the first few were from Baby Song:

"Jing'er, your dad called my dad in the middle of the night last night, and seemed to be talking about our affairs, do you know what he was talking about?"

"Fuck! My dad looked at me with cold eyes after answering your dad's phone call. What's going on?"

"Anyway, I feel something is wrong. We haven't done anything bad recently, right? I haven't, have you?"

Bai Zhijing swallowed guiltyly, and wrote back to Song Baobei:

"We've been together for the past few days. You don't know if I've done anything wrong? Bao'er, don't keep thinking about it, we're doing well, we even finished our homework early, what are you afraid of them doing?"

Jing Feifei also sent him a few QQ messages, sharing a few pages of math problems, admiring the ingenuity of mathematics, and asking Bai Zhijing for his opinion.

Bai Zhijing looked at the time he sent the message, it was 06:30 in the morning.

He himself is too lazy to learn, and he doesn't understand how there are such people in the world, who don't sleep in during the great National Day holiday, and get up to solve problems before the rooster crows.

Bai Zhijing searched a few words of chicken soup for the soul from the Internet and sent them. Jing Feifei probably set Bai Zhijing as a special attention, and the news returned quickly. He thanked Zhijing for his warm encouragement and said that he would work hard to overcome the problem. , and strive to catch up with Zhijing as soon as possible.

Bai Zhijing swiped down again, and saw an unread short message at the bottom, the sender was "Brother Xu Xu".

He paused with his fingertips and froze for two seconds before clicking open.

"It's okay. For such an important matter, it's better for me to tell him in person. Can you trouble Zhijing one more time and help me make an appointment? I'll tell him face to face."

Bai Zhijing was dumbfounded, his eyes stared straight, and he typed on the keyboard.

"When and where? Can I go?"

"On the afternoon of the [-]th, Yuelao Temple in the east of the city. Of course you can come together. Only Xu Xu and I are nervous. You can also call your friends."

Bai Zhijing's ten fingers seem to be moving mechanically, and his brain doesn't know what he typed at all.

"alright, got it."

Putting down his phone, he wandered around the room twice like a wandering soul. On the third lap, he tripped over the foot of the bed and fell to the ground with a bang. Only then did he realize what he had promised Guan Zhiheng.

"Hold!"

Bai Zhijing slapped himself heartbroken, why did he answer in a daze!

When Xu Xu received Bai Zhijing's invitation, he was frying water spinach, his hand shook violently, and oil splashed on the tiger's mouth.

"Jing'er, say it again," Xu Xu confirmed to him, "Where are you going to ask me to go?"

"Yuelao Temple in the east of the city," Bai Zhijing bit his lips, "Can you come?"

He murmured in his heart, don't come, don't come, promise that if he refuses, then nothing will happen, but he didn't expect the promise to be very straightforward: "Yes."

"...You don't think about it anymore?" Bai Zhijing cried, "Think again, think again."

Promising to turn off the fire, looking at the little burns on the tiger's mouth: "No need."

After a while, Xu Xu asked in a low voice: "Jing'er, have you dated someone else? Or..."

At this point, his voice paused, with cautious temptation and unobvious tension hidden in his voice: "Or is it just me and you?"

"Anyway, come on, you'll know when the time comes."

Bai Zhijing hung his head, feeling that he was really hateful.

He didn't want to tell him that the promise was Guan Zhiheng's covenant, and he didn't want the promise to know Guan Zhiheng's thoughts.

—if only the promise never knew.

Such a thought suddenly popped into his mind, Bai Zhijing was startled, and immediately shook his head vigorously.

The promise is that they are all college students, and they will always fall in love.Promise that he will marry someone else in the future, that person should be a considerate Omega, or maybe a beta, promise to sleep him by the side of the quilt, make him happy, tie a scarf for him in winter, and buy popsicles for him in summer.

I don't know why, thinking of these things, Bai Zhijing's heart is about to break, and his heart feels like it's being tightly held together, with waves of pain.

He had never thought about this before, how natural it was to promise to be good to him, and for him to be good to the promise, how could it become like this?

Bai Zhijing didn't dare to think anymore, ran to the small shop at the entrance of the alley, sat in front of the shop and ate popsicles, and ate three popsicles in one go.

Besides the promise, Bai Zhijing also called Song Baobao and Jing Feifei, and Song Baobao asked Li Fu if he would come.

The team for the trip to Yuelao Temple gradually grew, Bai Zhijing was actually quite guilty, he had his own thoughts, maybe Guan Zhiheng would be embarrassed to confess his love because there were too many people?

On the last day of the National Day holiday, Song Baobao thought that Li Fu would also come this time. After all, he was once a rival in love, and he couldn't lose his place in front of the little boy.

So he dressed up specially, put on a very energetic denim shirt, and put on a pair of newly bought Martin boots, dressed up and ready to go out.

Song Baobao's father, Song Yao, saw his son's smugness today, and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"Yue Lao Temple!" Song Baobei said carelessly, "Jing Er asked me out!"

Song Yao staggered, and almost didn't fall out of his mouth.

How did it progress to Yuelao Temple? !

"Son, Dad is not that brainy, but you are still young," Song Yao said tactfully, worried about the rebellion of adolescent children, "You and Jing Er grew up together, so it is easy to have some... ..illusion, you know?"

"What are you talking about?" Song Baobei looked at his father inexplicably, "I'm going out, Jinger is waiting for me in the garden downstairs."

"Why don't you go," Song Yao still wanted to obstruct, "I'll take you to play basketball."

Song Baobao said in his heart that it would not work, Li Fu's little boy was gone, he had to go!

"Don't play, I've already made an agreement with Jinger," Song Baobei waved his hand, "Jinger is so important in basketball!"