why are you pretending to be B

They didn't bother in Aunt Liu's shop tonight, and after helping with the cartons, they went home and bought a large bundle of water spinach for two yuan.

This time, Su Lesheng made vermicelli vermicelli in the true sense, with clear soup and little water, not even an egg.Thanks to the fact that he found out from nowhere a half pack of instant noodles, and added it to the noodle soup to give it some color.

"Where did it come from?" Liang Song asked pleasantly seeing the beef-flavored noodles without half a slice of beef.

[I made instant noodles for you last time. 】

Liang Song laughed.

"I suddenly remembered a story."

He picked up two bowls of noodles and said as he walked towards the dining table: "It is said that there was a rich man who was arrogant and dissipated. Every time he ate dumplings, he only ate the stuffing and not the skin. Later, his family lived on the street, and the owner of the dumpling shop who used to entertain him I felt sorry for him and made him a bowl of noodle soup."

[The kid from the rich family is very grateful.The boss told him, these dumpling wrappers were all leftovers you didn’t eat, and I just collected them and returned them to you. 】

"I think I'm very much like that kid from a rich family now." Liang Song thought for a while after finishing speaking, "No, he wasted food, we don't have to waste it at all."

This sentence somehow hit the point of laughter of the two of them.They looked at each other and couldn't stop laughing. When they came back to their senses, the noodles were already showing signs of turning lumpy.

"Okay, let's eat."

Liang Song pushed the bowl in front of Su Lesheng, saw the beads of sweat on Su Lesheng's forehead, brought Su Lesheng's towel from the bathroom and handed it to him, and picked up the cattail leaf fan on the table with the other hand.

"Do you want to fan it?"

【want. 】

Su Lesheng didn't even look up, and signed with one hand while wiping his sweat.

Liang Song sat on his right side with a bowl in his hand, holding chopsticks in his left hand and playing a fan with his right.

The breeze from the fan immediately invaded Su Lesheng's senses with the woody fragrance that evaporated with the sweat.His breathing involuntarily became a little heavier, and it softened all the way from the position of the glands in the back of the neck to the tailbone.

"What's wrong?" Liang Song asked.

【fine. 】

Su Lesheng moved the chair a little further away from Liang Song.

[Did you feel nothing? ] Su Lesheng couldn't help asking.No matter how lacking his physiological knowledge, he also knew that pheromones would volatilize with sweat.I am... like this, how come Liang Song didn't respond at all?

His craving for pheromones seems to only exist during the susceptibility period.Once the susceptibility period is over, it's like he can't feel anything.

"what?"

Liang Song raised his eyes and looked around: "Is there a mosquito?"

"No." Liang Song missed the mosquito that didn't exist, and continued to fan Su Lesheng.

He put the fan very close to the gland, and it flowed into the air at Su Lesheng's nose, and the woody smell was so strong that it almost formed a sense of oppression.

[Stop fanning. 】

Su Lesheng was upset and couldn't help making a "stop" gesture to Liang Song.

[Go home late on Monday night. 】

"Go home later? Where are you going?" Liang Song blocked the darkness in his eyes with a fan, his voice still sounded calm and innocent.

[Rub the fans and lamps in the classroom, study. 】

The space at home is too small and stuffy.Su Lesheng felt that if he continued like this, he would be driven crazy by Liang Song's pheromone sooner or later.

Although it is a key middle school, Nancheng No. [-] Middle School does not have the rule of late self-study.The school gates are usually closed one or two hours later than school time, in order to take care of some students who are willing to stay to study or practice sports on the playground.

So Su Lesheng and Liang Song didn't leave after school, they closed the classroom door and turned the electric fan to third gear.

When the "huhu" wind dried the sweat on his body, Su Lesheng suddenly realized that he had miscalculated.

The cool air not only failed to restrain the pheromones in Liang Song's body, but changed its tone, like a clear spring soaked in woody fragrance.As he breathed, he stirred up the dryness in Su Lesheng's heart in the confined air.

It was the first time that Su Lesheng experienced what it was like to "not dare to take a big breath".But staying to study is his own proposal, so he can only bite the bullet and continue to learn.

He picked up the faded plastic water bottle to soothe Zhen's burning cheeks, and opened the "Introduction to Masterpieces" in front of him and the "Dream of Red Mansions" that Liang Song gave him last time.

In addition to Wen Zong, Liang Song's Chinese classics are also very weak, mainly because he has basically never read those books, and he can't do eight out of ten famous books.

And this kind of topic is tricky because it is very random.Not counting those foreign novels, there are hundreds of chapters in the four major classics alone. Who knows what story the teacher will choose to test you?

"'Even if there is a millennium iron threshold, there must be a bun in the end', the one who likes this poem is... Xing Xiuyan?"

That "Introduction to Masterpieces" was received second-hand by Su Lesheng, and it is as good as new except that the first page has been carefully written.Liang Song wrote an "A" after the multiple-choice question, and pushed the book in front of Su Lesheng.

Su Lesheng mercilessly crossed the option of "B. Miaoyu" with a red pen.

There are only fifteen questions in total, and Liang Song has already made seven mistakes.

"Xing Xiuyan likes it too, I remember it." Liang Song defended in a low voice, dragging over the book "Dream of Red Mansions" with yellowed pages, "Which time do I come back..."

[Miaoyu likes it, and Xing Xiuyan relayed it to Baoyu. 】

Su Lesheng wrote on the paper impatiently.The smell of pheromones invaded his senses one after another, and controlling his breathing made him a little tight in the chest.

With a "snap", the pen in his hand fell to the ground, and Gu Lulu rolled into the crack in the corner.

Su Lesheng helped his forehead, and was about to bend over to pick it up when he heard Liang Song say, "I'll do it."

He bent down, exposing the back of his neck swept by black hair in front of Su Lesheng's eyes.

Su Lesheng had never noticed before that Liang Song even had such a good-looking back of the neck, with smooth and slender lines and broad shoulders, which made people feel inexplicably at ease.

And very fragrant.

The smell of pheromone disperses in the air with Liang Song's movements, and there are glands belonging to Alpha hidden under the wheat-colored skin.Su Lesheng didn't know what he was thinking, his heart beat fast suddenly, he lowered his head in a strange way, and sniffed the back of Liang Song's neck.

The woody aroma spread lazily in his chest, and Su Lesheng almost wanted to just sink in like this.

"found it."

Liang Song straightened up without warning, the sweaty skin on the back of his neck almost hit the tip of Su Lesheng's nose.

"The cap of the pen was stuck in the gap of the table leg, and it was a little scratched when I took it out... What's wrong with you?" Liang Song raised his eyes to look at Su Lesheng's sweaty nose and flushed cheeks, his tone was concerned and natural.

The smell of pheromones in the air changed slightly, wrapping Su Lesheng's heart warmly like a tightened net.His legs were a little weak, as if he had just gone through a 3000-meter long-distance race.

"Then let's continue with the topic."

Liang Song intensified and leaned closer to Su Lesheng, his body temperature and pheromones were roasting Su Lesheng's heart together: "I don't think we can just do the questions. There are some places in the original book that I don't understand. Can you explain it to me?"

[Where can't you understand? 】

"Here." Liang Song opened the book, the yellowed and crispy pages made a rustling sound, and stopped at the fifth chapter "You Mirage, Refers to the Twelve Hairpins, Drinking Fairy Mash and Playing a Dream of Red Mansions".

"Brother, what does 'obscenity' mean?"

Su Lesheng's face turned red.

He glanced at Liang Song, not sure if the other party did it on purpose.There are so many places in "A Dream of Red Mansions" where you can ask questions, but Liang Song just asked "obscenity"?

[This knowledge point does not take the college entrance examination. 】Su Lesheng subconsciously avoided this question.

"But I really don't understand this sentence." Liang Song's dark eyes looked at Su Lesheng for a moment, and he could only see seriousness in it, "If you only study for the exam, then the knowledge will become Meaningless, didn't you say that, brother?"

That sentence was indeed said by Su Lesheng.

But he didn't expect that it would turn into a big pit without warning, waiting for him to jump into it.

【Desire, that is...】

Judging from Liang Song's appearance, it really doesn't look like he is deliberately making trouble.Su Lesheng forced himself to look at this problem with a normal mind in his heart, picked up the water glass at the corner of the table, unscrewed it and took a sip.

[In a broad sense, it refers to Jia Baoyu's pure appreciation and admiration for all the girls around him, and his understanding of all beautiful things on the spiritual level. 】

"What about narrow sense?"

Su Lesheng put down his water glass and licked his lips, then turned the book forward to the part where Jia Baoyu went to Qin Keqing's bedroom to take a nap.

"On the case is the precious mirror that Wu Zetian set up in the mirror room that day... what hangs is the linked pearl tent made by Princess Tongchang."

[In a narrow sense... this paragraph is about what Jia Baoyu saw in Qin Keqing's house, all the furnishings happened in history]

Su Lesheng's pen paused, thinking about his words.

[A cultural relic that has had a voluptuous story.But everyone knows that this is not a real reference. 】

"The more I listen, the more confused I become, brother."

There were a lot of mosquitoes in the classroom, and a small red spot was bitten below Su Lesheng's collarbone.Liang Song looked at the red spot, and drew circles on the table with his index finger in a daze.

Su Lesheng rubbed his dizzy temples.

[It is not so much that the things in Qin Keqing's house are cultural relics from the eclectic history, but rather that Jia Baoyu sees stories through those things. 】

[This is also a type of "sexual obscenity", obviously did nothing, and did not have substantial physical contact, but, but]

Su Lesheng "but" for a long time but did not "but" why, the ambiguity and feeling maintained by imagination is as elusive as a gossamer.

【do you understand? 】He finally gave up and placed his hope on Liang Song's ability to understand.

Liang Song didn't answer directly.He looked at Su Lesheng's water bottle: "Lend me a drink."

Su Lesheng was taken aback.

[I drank it. 】

"fine."

As Liang Song said, he reached out to Su Lesheng to take the kettle, and unscrewed the lid.

The cold liquid slid down his throat, relieving Liang Song's dry mouth caused by his aggressive teasing.He licked his lips, looking at Su Lesheng's smooth jawline and the almost ripe crimson color on his side face.

"That said, 'masturbation' is a kind of spiritual empathy, right?"

【right. 】

"Then have you ever been 'obsessed'?"

Su Lesheng almost threw the pen in his hand.

He couldn't help it anymore, and gave Liang Song a shameful look.

"what happened?"

Liang Song asked innocently.Su Lesheng looks like a cat with frayed hair when he is angry, but the inside is soft, so he can't help teasing even more.

"According to what you said, 'obscenity' should be an emotion shared by all people, but the novel describes it too mysteriously, and later people misunderstood it because of the word 'obscenity', right?" Liang said. Song said, dragging the manuscript paper and drawing a few patterns, "For example, when people see snowflakes, they think of cold, when they see fallen leaves, they feel bleak, and when they see..."

He moved his gaze out of the window, looked at the tall and tall trees and said, "What do you think of when you see those trees?"

That is not an ordinary tree, it is cedar, together with sandalwood, it forms the source of the cool woody fragrance.

Su Lesheng didn't recognize it at first, but only found out after he smelled Liang Song's pheromone and checked it online.

What could the cedar remind him of?

Su Lesheng took a deep breath and closed his eyes. What appeared in his mind was Liang Song when he was protecting him in the deep alley, he was working in the Shaxian store and looked at him smiling, and...

Su Lesheng couldn't smell it, his own pheromone smell suddenly became hot and sweet, as if roasting jasmine and peaches on the fire to produce all the sweetness, sticky and entangled Liang Song's senses.

From the heart to the lower abdomen ignited a heat that couldn't be ignored, and Liang Song belatedly realized that he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.He pursed his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and his dark eyes slid from Su Lesheng's tied-up black hair and delicate neck to the protruding collarbone, and finally fell on his fair fingers.

Su Lesheng's finger bones are very thin, with a feeling of frailty that belongs only to Omega, but because of the years of hard work and the scars and thin calluses left in the boxing ring, it has a special taste.

Liang Song's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly recalled that in the deep alley a few months ago, Su Lesheng took off his pants with his thin white fingers, and was about to touch them tremblingly.

That was the first time that the cold Alpha knew what it was like to feel longing and heartbeat.

"I found your school really nice."

Twilight has quietly enveloped the entire land.In the empty school, Zhou Mu held Yin Jiashu's arm and said as he walked, "Just now I just saw it outside the school gate, I thought it was grand, if only I could have such a good environment when I was studying."

"Does it look good?" Yin Jiashu lazily walked into the teaching building, "That's it. It's a garden school, so I don't see any garden."

"If you don't say that you are the young master, you really don't know how to be blessed when you are in the blessing."

Yin Jiashu let out a dissatisfied "Hey": "Young Master is your boyfriend now, can you say something nice?"

"Go, go, go."

Zhou Mu smiled and brushed the curly hair drooping on his cheeks: "Hey, are you coming to our bar on weekends? I'll save the box for you."

"No."

"Any other arrangements?"

Zhou Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "The bar foreman is your girlfriend now, can you support me?"

"No."

Yin Jiashu's expression was unnatural: "They will go home tomorrow weekend."

If it weren't for his parents' sudden return home, he wouldn't be in a hurry to go back to school to get textbooks and homework that haven't been touched in 1 years.

Zhou Mu couldn't help chuckling.

"why are you laughing?"

"Isn't it funny?" Zhou Mu turned his head to look at Yin Jiashu, and deliberately said in an exaggerated tone, "I didn't expect the dignified No. [-] middle school bully in Nancheng to be afraid of his parents."

"You..." Yin Jiashu became angry, and raised his hand to pinch Zhou Mu's waist.

"It hurts." Zhou Mu frowned softly.

"Does this hurt?" Yin Jiashu glanced at his hand, doubtful, "Stop coming, I didn't exert any force at all."

"Ugh."

Zhou Mu smiled helplessly and sighed, stopped in the corridor and looked at him: "Yin Jiashu."

"What are you doing?" Yin Jiashu observed her expression, "It doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Didn't you say you were in love?"

Yin Jiashu was startled, and said "hmm", "Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"

"Then why don't you know that when I said it hurts just now, I just wanted you to coax me?" Zhou Mu smiled.

Yin Jiashu was embarrassed.

"What are you coaxing? Trouble."

With a "tss", he put his arm around Zhou Mu's waist, brought her into his arms, and looked down at her lips.

Zhou Mu smiled and closed his eyes cooperatively.

"what happened to you?"

Half a second later, Zhou Mu strangely asked Yin Jiashu who had let go of him suddenly.

"It's okay." Yin Jiashu replied absentmindedly, looking at the fifth classroom across the window.

A gust of wind blew open the light blue curtains, and he saw Su Lesheng and Liang Song leaning against the desk, their shoulders almost touching, their jet-black hair twined under the light.

"Hold."

Yin Jiashu cursed, then pushed open the door of the classroom by accident and walked in.

The classroom door squeaked.Su Lesheng separated from Liang Song as if waking up from a dream, got up and looked at the "uninvited guest" in front of him.

The scene was so embarrassing for a moment that it couldn't be added.Su Lesheng couldn't speak, Zhou Mu didn't know what happened and couldn't speak, Yin Jiashu and Liang Song couldn't say anything, they waited for the other party to speak first as if competing.

After Xia Ye's insect chirped for an unknown number of times, Liang Song finally broke the silence.

"Student Yin, you are here too."

"What's the matter, can't I be here? Is the classroom run by your family?" Yin Jiashu smelled like gunpowder when he opened his mouth.He glanced at Su Lesheng out of the corner of his eye, and felt his eyes pricked by the crimson color on his cheeks.

Moreover, Liang Song still quietly guarded Su Lesheng, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly do something to Su Lesheng.

Yin Jiashu became more and more upset.He ground his back molars and put his arms around Zhou Mu's shoulder.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my girlfriend, Zhou Mu."