Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

The two turned their heads and stretched out their hands at the same time.

Fu Xingxian: "Inhibitors."

Wen Jing: "Inhibitors."

Hao Xuesen froze for a moment.

Just now from a distance, he saw that something was wrong with the people in the high jump area, obviously affected by Fu Xingxian's high A value.

But standing here, although he pinched his nose to prevent inhaling too much pheromone, he did not feel too much discomfort.

Fu Xingxian's pheromones were all confined to Wen Jing's side, without spreading out.

As expected of a 99% fit.

Looking at the sticky appearance of these two, he really felt that it might not be necessary.

They are all marked, what do you need inhibitors for?

But both of them seemed to be in a hurry.

Wen Jinghuang shook his hand: "Thank you, give me the inhibitor."

"Call me later," Fu Xingxian looked down at him, "I'll take you to the infirmary first."

Wen Jing shook his head: "No, you don't even mark me, what are you doing hugging me?"

Hao Xuesen's expression couldn't hold back: "...you two."

He still wanted to say something, but just as he opened his mouth, a faint smell of fruit milk entered his lungs along the mouth and respiratory tract, making his scalp numb and the hairs all over his body standing on end.

Hao Xuesen took a few steps back and threw the inhibitor package over: "President, I can't do it anymore, hurry up and get the inhibitor!"

Fu Xingxian reached out to take the inhibitor, but was cut off by Wen Jing: "I'll do it!"

Without waiting for Fu Xingxian to refuse, he opened the bag twice, wiped his arm twice with the cotton swab inside, and stuck the needle in it.

"Why are you here?" Fu Xingxian snorted.

The medicine was slowly pushed into the body, Alpha's eyes turned black, and the whole person fell into a state of dizziness and fatigue, and the pheromones on his body were also slowly collected.

Wen Jing pulled out the needle tube and installed it, frowning and reaching out to Hao Xuesen: "Please help me?"

Hao Xuesen stretched out his hand in a daze, but suddenly his hand sank and he was almost pulled down.He quickly increased his strength and grabbed Wen Jing's arm to support him.

Wen Jing pointed at Fu Xingxian: "Take your time here first, and come back to find me later."

The gymnasium is full of people from their school, and some people have gone to call the teacher. There is no big problem for Fu Xing to stay here.

After walking a certain distance, Wen Jing panted, "Do you know where the infirmary is?"

Hao Xuesen: "I borrowed a room temporarily as an infirmary. The injury on your leg is serious? I thought it was just a scrape."

The fatigue caused by the inhibitor won't last for too long, and Wen Jing should be recovering by now.

He looked down at Wen Jing's leg, and suddenly found a light blue patch on his left calf.

"Where is this knock?"

"Nowhere." Wen Jing asked feebly, "Can you carry me there?"

Hao Xuesen:? ? ?

He glanced back: "Do you want me to die? Your Alpha is still watching from behind."

Wen Jing shook, and his whole body was on the verge of falling: "My body hurts, and I can't exert myself anymore."

"What's wrong with you?" Hao Xuesen was taken aback, seeing that Wen Jing seemed to faint at any moment, he carried him to the temporary infirmary quickly.

Zhao Yuanyuan watched Wen Jing's situation from a distance in the class stand area. Seeing Hao Xuesen running with someone, she quickly went around the railing and got off the stand, and followed.

"What's the matter? Wen Jing is not feeling well?" She asked the boy standing at the door of the infirmary panting.

"I'm not sure. The teacher said that I have to take off my clothes for inspection, so it's not convenient for me to go in." Hao Xuesen shook his head, stared at the girl in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go and have a look?"

Zhao Yuanyuan: "I..."

Hao Xuesen: "It's just taking off your shirt, not your pants. You've even written about little yellow mosquitoes, so what are you afraid of when you look at your upper body?"

Zhao Yuanyuan was shocked: "...how did you know!??"

Hao Xuesen: "It's not important."

He knocked on the door and pushed the furious Zhao Yuanyuan in.

It's a little dark in the room.

A slanting sun shines through the crack of the door onto the folded open bed.

Wen Jing was lying there, as expected without a shirt on, there were several streaks of blue on his fair skin, and there was a big palm print on his waist.

Zhao Yuanyuan took a breath: "You are..."

Wen Jing chuckled: "It's okay, my brother may not have controlled his strength well, he hugged me too tightly."

The school doctor turned his back to them and was rummaging through the medicine box: "I suggest you go to the hospital. If your bones hurt, it's best to take a film."

He took a few ice packs and walked over: "Turn over, your back is serious, you need ice packs."

Wen Jing leaned on the side of the bed, turned over, revealing the beautiful butterfly bones on his back, and two other dark handprints.

The school doctor put the prepared 2 or 3 ice bags on the most severe cyanosis.

"It's so cold!" Wen Jing hissed.

School doctor: "Apply it for a while, so as not to catch a cold."

Zhao Yuanyuan leaned over to look at his palette-like skin, and touched it lightly.

Wen Jing trembled: "Don't do it, it's itchy."

Zhao Yuanyuan: "Does the president know?"

Wen Jing: "I don't know, don't tell him, I'm afraid he won't hug me after he finds out."

It's all like this, and I still think about whether to hug or not.

The school doctor snorted coldly: "I'm so young that I'm full of love."

Wen Jing bared his teeth and grinned.

Zhao Yuanyuan: "Why do I feel that you are quite happy after being injured all over? Are you shaking M?"

"You are M." Wen Jing snorted, and said out of nowhere, "Dreams don't hurt."

Zhao Yuanyuan: "You feel like you are dreaming, so you want to hurt yourself?"

"I didn't do it on purpose. I solemnly declare that I have no self-abuse tendencies. This time it was just an accident."

Wen Jing closed his eyes, and his tone was a bit ethereal: "The person you have been looking for for a long time actually likes you too. The two of you have a very high degree of compatibility. You are very happy together every day, and you plan to stay together forever. The teacher knew it and didn't stop him." , the parents also expressed their support... Do you think this is real? Doesn't it look like a dream?"

In the past few years, he was almost single, and it was useless to make friends once in a while. Compared with the previous life, the contrast in the past few months was really too great.

Recently, he often feels that his heart is not at ease, and he is afraid that after waking up from the dream, he will find nothing.

He touched the wound on his body.

This is proof of not having a dream.

After the sports meeting, Dr. Sun went home to examine the two of them separately, and then took Wen Jing to the hospital alone.

Fu Xingxian originally wanted to follow, but was rejected.

He didn't have much interest in carrying out the plan, and took out his mobile phone to watch the school's group chat.

Most of them were talking about the sports meeting, and a few people talked about today's pheromone leak, but no one laughed at his cherry smell.Those who participated in and watched the high jump competition were more impressed by the terrible oppression brought by the high A value and the strong physical fitness.

What the classmates think of him has nothing to do with his pheromone smell.

The things he had feared hadn't come true.

Fu Xingxian turned on the faucet on the sink, washed his face with cold water, and smiled at himself in the mirror.

This is a brand new day, the shackles in my heart are forced to be released, and there is a sudden sense of relief.

If it wasn't for Wen Jing, he didn't know when he would be able to accept himself.

He misses him and wants to talk to him.

A car light flashed outside the window, and after a while there was the sound of a car starting and leaving.

The boy he was thinking of should be back.

Fu Xingxian left his room, walked to Wen Jing's door, knocked on the door but no one answered.

He lowered his eyes, knocked twice more, stood at the door for a while, finally turned the doorknob, and walked straight in.

The door of the bedroom inside was not closed, and Wen Jing's breathing could be heard, a little heavy and panting.

Fu Xing frowned and walked over quietly.

The boy was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to him, shirtless.

There are a few very obvious bluish-purple streaks on the thin body, and two black-blue handprints are printed on the back of the waist. The dark color and the original fair skin are intertwined, bringing a strong sense of visual impact.

Wen Jing turned his head sideways, took a small spray bottle, sprayed it on the wound, stretched out his hand to rub it, his mouth hissed while rubbing it.

Fu Xingxian's gaze was fixed on the bruised skin, he opened his mouth, and after a long while, he made a hoarse voice: "Wenjing."

"Huh?" Wen Jing turned his head, "Did I forget to lock the door?"

Fu Xing walked over, stretched out his hand to touch it, but didn't dare to touch it, curled up his fingers slightly, and retracted them.

He asked softly, "I did it?"

Wen Jing pursed his lips and stared at him, a little annoyed.

But when I found it, I found that it seemed to be nothing.

He suddenly smiled: "Otherwise who else could it be?"

"I'm sorry." Fu Xingxian stood there stiffly.

Wen Jing threw the wound medicine in his hand aside: "You just want to say sorry?"

Fu Xing paused for a moment: "I will try my best to control it in the future, and I won't treat you like this again."

"I didn't ask you to say this," Wen Jing hooked his hands at him, "Come here and help me apply the medicine."

As he said that, he collapsed on the bed: "I should have told you earlier, so that I don't have to take the medicine myself."

Fu Xingxian stood still.

Wen Jing stretched out his hand and patted the bed: "Come here quickly! I can't get it behind, so I had to ask someone for help."

Fu Xing sat down and carefully observed his injuries: "What did Doctor Sun say?"

"Soft tissue damage, no bone damage, just looks scary. He said that some Omegas do have this kind of physique. I checked it online," Wen Jing rolled into his arms and whispered, "It seems that Alpha likes this kind of physique very much. What about the Omega?"

Fu Xingxian: ...

Wen Jing grabbed his hand and put it on his body: "Quickly apply the medicine for me."

Fu Xingxian took the spray and sprayed it on him, and gently rubbed the wound, Wen Jing was moaned by his rubbing.

"Does it hurt?"

"generally."

"Then what are you humming?"

Wen Jing buried his face in his lap, and his body shook twice.Fu Xingxian hurriedly scooped him up, for fear of breaking him.

But I saw him smiling.

Fu Xingxian frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"This injury is almost all caused by you," Wen Jing leaned on his shoulder with sly eyes, "Does it look like something was done to you?"

Fu Xingxian: ...

Wen Jing sighed: "Actually, it still hurts."

Fu Xingxian lowered his head and pressed some liquid medicine on the palm of his hand: "Then I will lighten it."

"I heard that kissing can relieve pain." Wen Jing wrapped his arms around Fu Xingxian's neck, and rubbed his lips against his cheek, "Shall we try?"

Fu Xingxian turned his head away, covered Wen Jing's back with his big hands warmly, and spread the liquid medicine evenly on the smooth skin.

Wen Jing grabbed the back of Fu Xingxian's head with one hand, trying to push him down.

Fu Xing hung his neck and confronted him: "Are you sure you took the inhibitor?"

Wen Jing: "If you hit me, you can't kiss?"

Fu Xingxian refused to answer, and lowered his head to apply medicine to Wen Jing's leg, only to find that this guy was only wearing close-fitting shorts, his legs were almost completely exposed, and were covered in white by the dark sheets.

Alpha froze.

Wen Jing took the opportunity to gnaw on him and pecked him several times.

"When I took a shower, I looked in the mirror, and it was all the marks you left. It feels no different from being marked by you."

Fu Xingxian's scalp tightened.

Wen Jing rubbed against his chest again.

"Hug. It doesn't matter if you push harder, it doesn't matter if it hurts me, you can make a few more chapters, I like it very much..."

Fu Xing couldn't care less about it anymore, and directly turned him over, gnashing his teeth: "I can only make you hurt?"

He threw the medicine bottle aside, pinched Wen Jing's chin, bowed his head and kissed him, robbing his mouth clean.

The other hand hooked the fabric and held it.

Wen Jing raised his neck, the corners of his eyes were red.

"elder brother……"

Fu Xingxian rubbed his fingers lightly.

"Look I can't cure you."

The author has something to say:

Shocking and weeping ghosts and gods card, I was stuck for several hours before writing it out

I couldn't have imagined yesterday that what I wrote today was these