The pheromone of being obsessed with school bully

I beg you to fall in love in place!

"Uh..." what?What kind of partner are you, my friend?He doesn't even know Xi Rui, okay?

He read these replies carefully again, and found that it was really those boring alumni who were knocking CP.And unfortunately, he is one of the protagonists.

Song Zian once again came to the conclusion that these alumni are really - very sick!

He clicked the cross to exit that post, but with a glance, he saw today's post about him.

His omega post was followed by many replies. Two people from his class helped explain that he did not differentiate into an omega on the day of the sports meeting. It was a year ago, but he never said it to the outside world.

One of the replies questioned why he pretended to be bate as an omega. Could it be that he was dissatisfied with his omega status?

The tone is very sharp, and there are thorns inside and outside the words.

There were also some yin and yang voices in the following replies, and it seemed that he had something to say about his omega disguised as bata.

Dissatisfied with your omega status?Song Zian's upper eyelashes drooped slightly, and he pursed his lips.

Of course he didn't have any dissatisfaction with his gender, the reason why he concealed it was also because...

Because the difference between him and ordinary omega is really too big.

He differentiated nearly a year later than ordinary people, and his glands and pheromones were in a relatively unstable state when he first differentiated.Out of safety concerns, the doctor advised him to hide his gender for the time being.

Such a concealment, also concealed for a year.

If he is an ordinary omega, then he can also openly admit his gender.

But he is not!

A bitter smile rose from the corner of Song Zian's mouth, feeling a little panicked in his heart.

As if sensing his thoughts, the phone rang.

On the large screen that lights up, a note name of the caller appears.

Song Zian's eyelids twitched and he pressed the answer button.

"Are you feeling better?" A familiar voice came from the other side, with a hint of concern in the cold.

Song Zi'an Weng Sheng hummed.

There was silence for a while, and suddenly said: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

It was a very common sentence, but Song Zian felt his eyes sore after hearing it, and couldn't help but produce warm, salty liquid.

There was also a burst of blocked pain in the chest, overflowing with an emotion called grievance.

He originally thought that he could laugh off those ugly words.But now, it's like a bullied child has found an adult who can support him, and there is only grievance left in his heart.

"Hello... Song Zian, are you listening?" There was a long wait for his reply from the receiver, and his tone was a little anxious.

Song Zian sniffed, his voice still hoarse: "I'm listening, thank you, I'm fine."

Hearing someone's aggrieved but pretending to be strong voice, Chi Yuanmian's eyes dimmed.

Who was this bullied by?

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Doing homework, just finished..."

"Okay." The magnetic voice from the receiver came again, "Do you want to go out, I'll take you for a ride."

Song Zian paused for a moment while grabbing the phone: "Now?"

"I was thinking about tomorrow, but I just changed my mind temporarily." The voice over there was still cold, but it was inexplicably warm in his ears.

Temporary change of mind... Is it because he thinks he is in a bad mood?

The corners of Song Zian's lips raised slightly, and the depression in his heart actually dissipated a bit.

He glanced at the time, it was only 7 o'clock in the evening.His father went on a business trip two days ago, and his mother also worked overtime at the company, and she hasn't come back from get off work yet.

So, if he goes out to play around at night and then comes back, he shouldn't... be discovered, right?

"Well, are you coming to pick me up?" Song Zi'an asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

"Okay, then I'll send you the location."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zian found the location of his home and sent it.

After thinking about it, I added a sentence later: "My parents are working overtime tonight, and I am the only one at home. When you come later, you can come up and sit down first."

After sending it, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew it, but hurriedly deleted it.

The other side is typing...

The input interface was displayed for a long time, and finally a word appeared.

"Um……"

Song Zian's face flushed red.

An unmarked omega invites an alpha who is about his age to his home at night, and specifically states that he is the only one in his home... It's really hard to let people not think about it!

I hope that Chi Yuanmian is straight A and doesn't understand what he means.

No!He didn't mean that at all!

Help?

The author has something to say:

Chi Yuanmian: I understand, he is implying me!No, this is an indication, right?

Song Zian: I am not!I don't!I send wrong!farewell!

20: go for a ride

The evening in the city is not dark, the sky is covered with smog and gray, and a few scattered stars can be seen.

The high-rise buildings have already been lit up with neon lights, and the rows of street lights on both sides of the road have lit up the whole city.

When Chi Yuanmian drove his cool big motorcycle over, Song Zian was squatting under the streetlight at the gate of the community waiting for him.

He was wearing thin, light-colored short-sleeved sleeves, and the light from the street lamp shone on his head, creating a warm yellow halo.

Song Zian was looking at the ground with his chin resting on his shoulders, when he suddenly heard a sound coming from far to near in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw a boy on a motorcycle speeding towards him in the distance.

The boy was wearing a black helmet and was driving a motorcycle that was much larger than his body.But the movements are very skillful, coming against the wind, with a heroic posture.

Song Zian's eyes lit up, he stood up and waved at the person.

Chi Yuanmian saw him from a distance, slowed down and finally stopped in front of him, stepped over the motorcycle with a pair of straight and long legs.

After taking off the helmet, he revealed that stern but stunning face.Even though the hairstyle is a little messy, it adds a bit of youthful wildness.

Song Zian's heart was pounding, and it was the first time that he felt that He Fan's words were quite correct!

The school bully really deserves A to die, okay? A makes his feet go weak!

"How is it?" The school bully himself put his hand on the motorcycle that was also very A, and asked.

Song Zian blinked, his eyes full of admiration: "You're so handsome!"

Someone who originally wanted to hear his opinion on his beloved car raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up calmly.

As soon as he turned his head, he found that someone had already touched his car with a full face of excitement.

"Wow, your car is so cool! This dazzling blue color is so beautiful!"

Song Zian rubbed back and forth on the motorcycle with bright eyes, full of curiosity.

He was about to study the pattern of the body carefully, but he had already picked up a helmet and put it on his head with both hands.

There was a warm touch on the neck, and it was the back of Chi Yuanmian's hand that brushed his neck to fasten the safety buckle on him.

Song Zian felt his neck itchy, like being scratched by a feather.

The face is also a little hot.

"Get in the car, let me show you." said the person who put on the safety helmet for him.

Song Zian couldn't wait to get into the car, and sat on the back seat with his legs wide open.

Just as the person in front was about to start the car, he suddenly paused, took his two hands placed by his sides, and wrapped them around his waist.

When his hand directly touched the young man's waist, Song Zian was stunned for a while, before realizing that his face was a little hot.

"Hold tighter, I will drive a little faster later, I'm afraid you will fall."

"Oh—" Song Zian responded in a low voice, clasping his hands tightly against the opponent's waistline and clasping them forward.

There was no excess fat on the young man's thin waist, but the temperature was astonishingly high.

Some hot...

Song Zian felt that his body temperature seemed to rise accordingly.

The locomotive started, and the howling wind blew violently by his ears. Song Zian could still feel the violent wind even wearing a helmet.

He couldn't help sticking it forward, laying his whole body on Chi Yuanmian's back, and resting his chin on his shoulder.

The boy driving the locomotive in front twisted his hands on the handlebars, and as the speed continued to soar, the hands around his waist became tighter and tighter.

The wind brushed past their ears, and there was a faint smell of grass and trees in the air.

"It's great! I never knew that the night view here is so beautiful!"

Looking at the open road in front of him and the rapidly receding scenery behind him, Song Zian admired while watching, his tone full of excitement.

The feeling of riding a cool and handsome big motorcycle against the wind on the road is so cool, no boy can refuse this kind of speed and passion.

Song Zian is no exception.

The excitement brought by the extremely fast heartbeat is too strong, and his entire nerve center is now in a state of excitement.

The mood that was still melancholy had already rushed away with the blast.

There are no pedestrians or cars on this road.The road is long and wide, and there are many lights along the road.

Streetlights cast their shadows on the road, and their shadows stretch from one area to another.

The light was bright and dim, making the boy's eyes clear and clear.

"Chi Yuanmian! Can I shout a few times?" Even though he was right next to his back, due to the strong wind, Song Zian was afraid that he would not be able to hear him, so he still spoke very loudly.

The person in front nodded in acquiescence.

"Ah!!" Song Zi'an opened his throat and shouted, venting his emotions in the wind.

There seemed to be a chuckle in front of him.But there was very little movement, and it was quickly scattered in the wind.

"what!!"

The boy's enthusiastic and surging voice echoed in this world.

They moved forward fearlessly in the light all the way.

"Boss, let me have another stir-fried rice cake, I want to add a lot of peppers!"

Song Zian yelled at the person who was passing the food inside, without stopping the movement of his mouth while eating.