Born to be O, to be O to be A

Under the meaningful gaze of Quan Zile and Guo Fan, Jian Jining shook his neck and stretched himself, leaned into Jing An's line of sight looking at the virtual screen, and said pitifully, "I've recovered."

Jing An didn't look at him, and said in a low voice, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Jian Jining shook his head, poked in the middle again, looked at Jing An, and immediately reviewed himself, "I was wrong, I didn't master it well this time, so I rashly turned on the full energy consumption mode, next time——"

Jing An raised his eyebrows slightly: "Not next time?"

"Next time I'll open it after I've mastered it!" Jian Jining blinked her eyes, just got up and hiccupped, there was still a little water in her eyes, like a miserable puppy.

"Puchi—" Jing An couldn't hold back, chuckled, picked up a fudge and stuffed it into his mouth, "Okay, let's eat."

The fudge was in his mouth, Jian Jining licked the granular powdered sugar, and secretly gave himself a compliment——

Pretending to be a poor full-score player!

Quan Zile: ...

For the first time, he felt that Jian Jining was so shameless.

"So sleepy?" Quan Zile looked at Jian Jining across a flight of stairs, and shouted, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Jian Ji Ning sat up straight after swallowing the fudge, and didn't try to show his strength, "It's a little bit, I'll hit it after I rest."

He was about to rest for a while, when Quan Zile picked up his backpack, took out a can of brown things from it, handed it to Guo Fan, and walked towards them.

"Hey." Quan Zile handed the canned drink that could be held in one hand to Jian Jining, "Coffee, drinking it can refresh you."

Jian Jining twitched the corners of her lips, "Is your pheromone coffee?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Quan Zile threw the coffee into his arms naturally, took out another can, looked at Jing An hesitantly and said, "Senior, do you want it?"

Jing An was still sitting on the steps, raised his head slightly, and saw the can of brown drink.

With just one glance, he turned his gaze back to the light brain in front of him, and said in a slightly cold voice, "No need."

Being rejected, Quan Zile was not embarrassed, opened the can of coffee by himself, and then sat beside Jian Jining.

Jian Jining was still studying the can of coffee, glanced at Quan Zile and said, "Is it poisonous for you, an Alpha, to give your pheromone to Omega?"

Quan Zile was about to spit out his coffee, and stared at Jian Jining dumbfounded, "You still care about this?? Who in the whole department sees you as an Omega?!"

Jian Jining pursed his lips, ignoring him, playing with the coffee can and said, "I've never heard of the brand of this coffee, is it good?"

"Is it okay to smell?" Quan Zile shook the jar.

There is a strong coffee aroma overflowing from the mouth of the can, like the aroma released by coffee beans just after roasting.

The aroma spread more and more, Jing An lowered his eyes, and after reducing the brightness of the light brain, his right hand began to tremble slightly, and he hid his hand by his side and held it firmly.

Jian Jining sniffed it and thought it tasted good. After laughing with Quan Zile, he turned his head and wanted to recommend it to Jing An, but found that his lips had become abnormally pale.

Where the finger touches, you can feel the muscles twitching stiffly. If you look more closely, you can find that the cold sweat constantly secreting from Jing An's forehead has already formed beads.

It was as if a heavy hammer had slammed into Jian Jining's head.

He recalled the stress report sent back from the psychotherapy room of the Surrender University a year ago——

【Resist the incandescent lamp, afraid of touching the mecha, fell into a sudden convulsion after eating coffee by mistake, did not really fall asleep for a week, until fainted. 】

【…】

No matter how low the brightness of the light brain is turned down, there is still a dazzling light that penetrates into the eyes and turns into an extremely white ash.

The glare of light, the strong aroma of coffee, and the scorching indoor temperature.After five days of non-stop questioning, he was thirsty and hungry, his stomach ached to the point of convulsions, but his mind was lucid...

Jing An was thinking, let me faint, just faint.

The spasm spread from the hand, and the entire arm could not move.The numbness in his body spread all the way to his back, the cold sweat kept pouring out, his whole body was trembling and tense, he felt as if he could no longer control his body.

Just when this was about to collapse, a faint orange fragrance rushed into his nasal cavity domineeringly, driving away the coffee aroma that made him vomit and dizzy.

The white world suddenly collapsed, Jing An raised his eyes in a daze, the data that seemed to be shining in front of his eyes slowly settled down, and the noise in his ears gradually became clear.

A voice exclaimed: "Why did you exhaust your pheromone? Tell me earlier, you are not afraid of accidents! Take a rest."

Another familiar voice hummed: "If you weren't here to disturb my rest, I would have recovered a long time ago."

After the exclaimed man yelled, his voice stopped abruptly, and then, as if he had put something on the ground, there was a sound of iron sheets colliding with the ground, and the man said nicely, "OK, OK, please rest !"

Jing An could hear the sound of gnashing of teeth.

The sense of touch in his body slowly recovered, and he felt someone leaning towards his side, with both hands embracing his still twitching arm.The man carried a greasy but domineering orange fragrance, which dispelled the strong coffee aroma that was trying to hover, allowing him to recover for a while.

Jian Jining's heart was still beating at a high speed, but it didn't show on his face.

After aggravating the release of pheromone, he grabbed Jing An's arm with a smile, and said coquettishly, "Brother, let me lean on again, I'm so tired."

Quan Zile felt a sudden chill.

Jing An slowly pulled away from the nearly collapsed white vision, looked down at Jian Jining who was leaning on his shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes.

From outsiders' perspective, Jian Ji Ning leaned against Jing An with a thick skin.

But in fact, Jian Jining shifted his strength secretly, relying on his strong balance, he insisted on propping up Jing An's weak body in a half-reclined sitting position.

Jian Jining hugged his arm, his hands were wet to the touch, and he could feel the twitching of the arm muscles from time to time, he raised his head slightly, and saw that Jing An's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He straightened up with no expression on his face, and then moved a little to Jing An's side, blocking the sight of Guo Fan and Quan Zile.

Quan Zile knew that Jian Jining was scared after a fight and his pheromones were exhausted for a while, so he didn't dare to disturb him now, staying away from the area occupied by Chengxiang, and whispered to Guo Fandai.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing An's convulsions finally improved a little, he opened his eyes lightly, put his five fingers together, and held Jian Jining's embraced arms.

With a simple grip, Jian Jining heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly restrained the pheromones that had leaked wantonly, showing a recovered state.

"It's okay." Jing An leaned against his ear and said softly.

Jian Jining sat a little closer to him so that Jing An could borrow more strength.

After the convulsion just now, Jing An was already weak all over, so he slowly relaxed his straight back and leaned against Jian Jining to relieve his weakness.

The orange fragrance gradually disappeared, and Quan Zile, who was hiding in the opposite corner, came over. Seeing that Jian Jining's face was not looking well, he asked with concern, "Is it better?"

Jian Jining said in a deep voice, "It's okay."

Quan Zile thought that he was suffering from excessive consumption of pheromones, so he comforted him, "Just take it easy."

For a moment, Jian Jining wanted to get on the mecha and beat Quan Zile hard, and turned his face straight away.

He endured it and took a deep breath.Jian Jining shouted with a pale face, "Quan Zile, where did you buy that coffee?"

Quan Zile scratched his head, "Do you want to buy it? My brother gave it to me. If you want to drink it, I'll ask him for his address."

Quan, Zi, Huan——!

Jian Jining was furious.

He raised his eyes to stare at Quan Zile, the anger in his black eyes was raging for a moment, and then he calmed down, no different from usual.

"Speaking of this coffee, my brother must have stayed up late, otherwise why would he think of buying coffee. I told him about it today, and there were only a few cans left, so he asked me to take it away."

Quan Zile didn't notice the strangeness in him, but said airily: "Staying up late every day, even the best body will suffer. Will senior Jing An stay up late too? You must have a good rest."

He spoke with sincerity, and Jian Jining couldn't tell the truth from the fake at all, so he stared at Quan Zile and every change in his face.

There are countless complex emotions churning in the brain, intermingled into raging anger and self-deprecation.

Jing An, who was concerned, just said in a low voice: "Thank you for your concern."

Then, using the cover, he grasped Jian Jining's five fingers, exerted a little force and leaned to the right, and whispered to him: "Calm down, it's not Quan Zile."

Jian Jining was startled, lowered his head, and took another deep breath, trying to break free from the rage.

Quan Zile had been thinking about it all the time, covering up Jing An's whispering well.

Guo Fan couldn't stand it anymore, and interrupted: "Didn't you notice the painful look on Ji Ning's face of wanting to hit you? Stop nagging."

"Eh?" Quan Zile stopped abruptly, looked at Jian Jining's indifferent expression, and shut up embarrassingly, "I really think I'm noisy, I won't talk, just ignore me and ignore me."

Taking advantage of Guo Fan's interruption, Jian Jining adjusted his mood, and squinted at him as usual, "I don't know how Wang Ling's stupid personality can be your friend with such a talkative character."

"Wood ghost." Quan Zile pursed his lips, and then gloated: "He ran to find his partner this afternoon, and said he wanted to make the most efficient cannonball match, and then find you to PK. The selection in three months is You are a real swordsman, take it easy."

Jian Jining leaned on Jing An's shoulder, and lazily said, "Let him come, come and win once."

Quan Zile: "People have assembled cannons! You carry them with your head!"

Hearing this, Jing An raised his eyes slightly, with a smile on his lips, as if asking Jian Jining: "Do you want to conduct a laser gun assembly test? We can't be too backward in weapons."

Jian Jining's eyes lit up, and he nodded frantically: "Yes!"

The corner of Quan Zile's mouth twitched: "...Senior, you can't help the evildoers!!"

Jing An smiled, and said slowly, "I'm willing."

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