Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

This was the first time Fu Xingxian saw Wen Jing in ordinary clothes.

A loose white T-shirt and khaki casual shorts just reached the knees, revealing two white and slender legs, which were not as thick as his arms.

The same pair of sneakers on the feet have not changed.

"Thank you." Fu Xingxian nodded at him, squatted down to look at his younger brother, "How can I buy you a candy, and then run away. Don't you listen to your parents?"

Lele hugged Wen Jing's leg, her little head shrank pitifully: "Brother, I want to find you."

This is a child with a healthy complexion, with a small wheat-colored hand on the upper part of Wen Jing's knee, which sets off the shocking whiteness of that leg, like a cool-toned fluorescent lamp.

Fu Xingxian stared at his younger brother: "This is very dangerous."

Lele frowned, and moved her little hand up a bit, her fleshy fingers were blocked by Wen Jing's trouser legs.

Wen Jing felt a little itchy on the inside of his legs, and took a slight step back.

Fu Xingxian's overall temperament is cold, his face is sharp and angular, his eyebrows and nose are relatively high, and he looks much more mature than his peers.

When he looked at people with a blank face, he didn't use pheromone at all, which would also give people a very heavy sense of oppression.If the group of Alphas in the school were caught by him to violate discipline, let alone resist, they would not dare to make a sound.

Now he uses this trick against a kindergarten kid?

Wen Jing touched Lele's head: "Are you a bit fierce? Lele will be scared."

Lele hugged Wenjing even tighter.

Fu Xingxian's gaze shifted from Lele's hand to his face.

"Come here, brother hug." He opened his hand towards his brother.

"Hmph!" Lele turned her head away from him, rubbing her face against Wen Jing's leg.

The staff at the service desk of the shopping mall looked over suspiciously: "Sir, please show me your ID card."

Is it the child's family?

Fu Xingxian: ...

Wen Jing: Pfft.

"Sorry, I didn't bring my ID. My parents will come over later." He dealt with the staff with a few words, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and waved it in front of Lele.

Lele's eyes lit up, and he carefully let go of Wen Jing, reached for the candy, but was grabbed by his brother.

Fu Xingxian hugged his younger brother: "It's my brother's fault, my brother is too fierce. My brother will peel the candy for you."

Lele was full of disbelief, but saw that the stern-faced brother really tore off the candy wrapper for him and handed it to him without even asking for anything!

"Thank you, brother." He wrapped his arms around Fu Xingxian's neck, and contentedly lay on his brother's body and licked it.

Fu Xing patted him on the back, looked at Wen Jing: "Have you eaten well these days?"

Wen Jing was still watching the rare interaction between brothers - this is Fu Xingxian, he can coax his brother - suddenly he was named.

He nodded desperately: "Yes."

Make sure to eat at least one meal every day.

Mom also felt that he was really nervous when he saw Fu Xingxian, his little heart was beating endlessly, and he almost wanted to kneel to him.

Please, I won't be able to hide from one class next semester, so let him take it easy during the summer vacation.

... I don't know if his muscles can get closer to Fu Xingxian's after the summer vacation.

7999, it should work.

Wen Jing was a little distracted, Fu Xingxian didn't say anything, just looked at him silently.

Lele, who was neglected, lay in his brother's arms and looked left and right: "Brother, do you know the beautiful brother?"

"know."

"My brother likes my beautiful brother more than me." Lele pouted, complained unhappily, then laughed again, and stretched out her two little hands, "Then I also like my beautiful brother more than I like you. Pretty brother ,hug!"

Fu Xingxian & Wen Jing: ...

Fu Xingxian's parents rushed to the service desk quickly.

His mother, Song Huiran, was very dignified and beautiful, wearing a well-fitting dress, with a look of shock on her face, holding her young son to calm her emotions, and educating him from time to time.

"Didn't Mom tell you to listen to Dad? Why did you run out of the toilet by yourself?"

"You are not the same gender as your mother, so you can only go to the men's room, you know?"

It was the father who lost the child, Wen Jing was shocked.

Fu Xingxian's father and his son usually have a similar image at school. Wearing a dark three-piece suit in this weather is not afraid of the heat, and his expression is very dignified.

Combined with the background of Fu Xingxian's wealth that he heard at school, this person should be the provider of the school scholarship last time, the chairman and president of Fuxing Group, and so on.

"Thank you very much, young man." Fu Hong stretched out his hand, "I don't know you..."

Fu Xingxian nudged him with his elbow: "This is my schoolmate, Wen Jing."

"Really? That's really a coincidence." Song Huiran told the eldest son, "You are the president of the student union, so you should take care of your classmates more."

Wen Jing smiled awkwardly: No, no, no, no, the care of the chairman made him grow up.

"I like this beautiful brother!" Lele waved her little hand in her mother's arms, "My brother smells sweet and sweet! I want to marry my brother when I grow up!"

Song Huiran, who was relieved, was amused by his youngest son: "Your beautiful brother must be very popular. People who like him are lining up. It's not your turn."

Lele pursed her mouth and was about to cry when her father snorted majestically and interrupted him.

Lele: ...

"Then I want to invite my beautiful brother to play at home! Is that okay?"

Wen Jing said with a look of embarrassment: "Well, I still have something to do."

He didn't want to bring a child, and he didn't want to be taken by Fu Xing as a child...

Fu Xingxian saw his embarrassment, bowed his head and said something to Lele, and the little guy reluctantly agreed with his mouth pouting.

Before leaving, he reluctantly bid farewell to Wen Jing: "Beautiful brother, when you finish your work, remember to come to my house to play with me. I will be the first in line."

Wen Jing helplessly looked at Fu Xingxian next to him, and found that he was also looking at him, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Go, don't be late." Fu Xing shook his head and followed his family.

be late?

Wen Jing took the escalator down to the basement level alone and entered the entrance of the supermarket.

The mobile phone in his pants vibrated, he took it out to see that the unread message came from Fu Xingxian.

He shuddered in his heart, took a few deep breaths, and opened the chat window.

Fu Xingxian: "Come on part-time job, remember to eat on time."

scared to death.

Thought something was wrong.

Wen Jing was really fortunate that he chose express delivery instead of carrying his shopping today, otherwise Fu Xingxian would find out, and his summer vacation would be cancelled.

He walked through various discount and promotion areas, thinking that in such an overly cheap area, he should never meet him again.After all, their family is rich, and visiting the big-name stores above the mall is already a very down-to-earth behavior.

……what?

The brand sports shoes that Wen Jing often wears are on sale.

He tried on the most pleasing pair, and waved his hand: "Can you help express it? Give me 42 pairs in size 5!"

Buying things is very troublesome, and he can get it done once. He is not picky about clothes and shoes. He wholesales a bunch of the same style and basic styles every time, and he doesn't have to worry about matching.

A dozen of underwear, two sets of home clothes, five T-shirts, and jeans... I don’t know if the offline shopping malls have been squeezed by online shopping. The service attitude of the merchants is very good. I agree with all of them. Send him a courier.

Wen Jing happily wrote down his delivery address on the paper, but before he finished writing, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He swayed and leaned on the glass counter, his palms were pricked by the pen tip.

What's going on, he's hypoglycemic?

Wen Jing took a deep breath, feeling that the sense of smell was becoming more sensitive, and the smells of various people nearby seemed to have passed through the amplification generator, becoming extremely vivid.

He took out a handkerchief from the decorative breast pocket of his T-shirt—he had chosen this dress on his way out so that he could put the handkerchief—and held it to his nose.

But it didn't work.

The smells felt by the nose are getting stronger and stronger, especially a few, the smell of braised pork, the smell of sun-dried quilt, and the smell of green grass stand out with a strong sense of oppression.

He can even determine which people nearby these smells come from, and how many meters away each person is from him...

In the noisy environment of the mall, someone was talking.

"Where does the milk smell come from?"

"Is the milk in the supermarket spilled? It smells so strong."

"Why didn't I smell it?"

"It's so obvious... Wait, is there an Omega in heat?!"

"Beep beep!" The pheromone siren on the first basement floor of the shopping mall started to alarm, and the broadcast sounded within one minute.

"Attention, all customers, all customers, the concentration of pheromones in the air on the first basement floor of the shopping mall exceeds the standard, and it is suspected that there are Omegas in heat. At present, the intelligent patrol robot has begun to spray pheromone blockers on a large area, and the security personnel of the shopping mall have also been dispatched to look for Omegas that are in heat. If you feel unwell, please inject the inhibitor as soon as possible. Customers who do not have the inhibitor can go to the service desk on the first floor to register for free. We will restore order in the mall as soon as possible, please do not Panic to avoid a stampede."

Wen Jing didn't hear clearly what the radio was saying at first.

His head was groggy, his body was weak, and he could barely control his balance.

He didn't react until the broadcast was spoken for the second time.For the third time, he finally realized that he himself seemed to be the source of the soaring pheromone concentration in the mall.

He... split up?

The author has something to say:

Fu Xingxian taught the children: It's not yours, so don't touch it.