The Omega he likes can read minds

It came in a hurry, they didn't have any paper on them, and they couldn't get their borrowed clothes dirty.

Therefore, the one who suffered was the white T that Luo Yun replaced.

Pure cotton fabric, once wet, will smudge a small area of ​​dark traces.

Unlike before, most of the boys in the past tasted much the same.

Because of the pheromone, Fengye's stuff also has the smell of natural grass and fir wrapped in mint.

It's just a lot lighter, with a bit of fishy sweetness.

Luo Yun was holding her bundle of clothes and was at a loss for words.

nice dress...

Probably won't wear it again.

Otherwise, this trace will always remind him of what happened before.

There still seemed to be a burning heat in the palm.

Luo Yun instinctively rubbed her dirty short sleeves.

"What are you talking about...do you despise me?" The voice was lazy.

Feng Ye leaned his back against the wall, stood on tiptoe with his right foot, his eyebrows that were often frowned stretched out, and the brows were full of spring.

He breathed a little when he spoke, and looked charming and lingering in the quiet and small changing room.

"What do you think, shouldn't I dislike it? Do you want to confess?"

Luo Yun murmured, superficially calm, but her heart was beating wildly disobediently.

His fingertips trembled a little as he folded the dirty side of the clothes inside.

Thinking about going out for a while to find a pocket to put it in.

It's best to take some time to go to the bathroom to clean up, otherwise people will find out and see something.

He fled directly from Earth.

"Heh." Feng Ye laughed, "I can do it, when you give me yours, I will definitely confess."

The black line on Luo Yun's forehead: "..."

"Who wants to compare with you who is more perverted?"

He went to see Fengye.

The opponent's belt hadn't been fastened yet, and the trousers were baggy, with a dark gray circle showing around the edges.

"Hurry up and get dressed, wait for me to tie it for you."

Luo Yun clicked on the English logo of a sports brand on the edge.

"What to wear, don't I have to change clothes?"

The skin on his waist was a little numb, Feng Ye's nose fluttered, and he took a few deep breaths before he withdrew from the turbulent emotion and straightened his back.

He took the dirty clothes: "Give it to me, I'll wash it and return it to you."

Luo Yun glanced at him, giving him a self-experienced look.

"You don't think I'm going to keep wearing this dress, do you?"

"Why don't you wear it, you can wear it after washing." Feng Ye said.

Thinking of Luo Yun's clothes smelling of him and the marks he left behind, Feng Ye's scalp tingled.

It's like some ferocious beasts like to leave a strong smell on their own territory and their own things.

[But Luo Yun is nothing]

[It's his wife! 】

【Hey hey...】

Thoughts were running wild, Feng Ye curled his lips, his thoughts drifted further and further away.

Luo Yun's face was numb.

Glaring at Feng Ye, he cursed: You are nothing.

After resting for a few minutes, Luo Yun found that the borrowed skirt was creased at some point.

It's clean, but after experiencing that, I always feel awkward.

He smoothed the creases on the short skirt, and said, "I'm sorry to return this dress, can you tell them you bought it?"

"It should be ok." Feng Ye said, "I'll go out and ask later, and I bought this one with me."

With the same series of patterns, he was suddenly excited: "Is this considered a couple outfit?"

Luo Yun twitched the corners of her mouth, hurting him: "Too much brain power is a disease."

He planned to go out and wait for Fengye, and an extra Alpha was squeezed into the single-person changing room. Fengye raised his arm casually, and the two of them could meet.

Luo Yun turned around, just as she grabbed the curtain with her hands, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist again.

"Wait for me." Feng Ye buried his face in his shoulder, his voice full of satisfaction and nostalgia.

"baby......"

The hot air passed over the tips of his ears, and Luo Yun's ears became hot. He turned around slowly, with his back against the curtain, leaving room for Feng Ye to stretch his limbs.

There was a rustling sound, and there was a visual feast in front of my eyes.

The direction of every inch of muscle on the boy's body is just right, he is tall, his legs are long, his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, and he can go on the runway in no time.

Compared with the mature man who loves to show off his figure, Feng Ye has a bit of youthful freshness and wantonness.

One point more is greasy, one point less is not enough.

All in all, in the eyes, it is excellent.

Socks wrapped around her sharp ankles, looking inexplicably erotic.

Luo Yun pursed her lips, her face felt hot unconsciously.

So, he slowly looked away.

Feng Ye's suit was also a one-size-fits-all suit. When he put it on, the jacket was similar, but the waist of the trousers was smaller, and the trouser legs were also a bit shorter.

"I can't put it on..." Feng Ye lowered his head, a little regretful, "Couple clothes..."

Luo Yun: "It's fine if you can't wear it."

"No, I have to wear it. I'll just wear my top, as long as I match you." After Feng Ye finished speaking, he took the soiled T-shirt.

Luo Yun was holding other clothes.

He opened the door curtain and stayed in the dim changing room for a long time, the light outside was a little dazzling.

Tie the rope in the middle of the door curtain to let some fresh air inside.

I walked two or three steps forward, wearing a skirt, and suddenly felt that it was cold underneath, and I was very uncomfortable.

Unlike wearing trousers as usual, my legs are not wrapped in fabric, and my walking is slippery, which feels strange to the touch.

He was already a little awkward, but he turned his head and found that Feng Ye's eyelids were closed, and his eyes were burning, falling on his lap.

Feeling even more awkward.

Shame swept across his face belatedly.

Luo Yun pulled off the skirt with one hand, and asked later, "Is it strange?"

Thinking about it, this kind of skirt is usually worn by girls. He has short hair, and his shoes are all-match white sneakers.

But the bones and texture of the legs of boys and girls are completely different.

Girls wear this skirt to a little above the knee.

On Luo Yun's body, she went up a few centimeters, revealing her fair and thin thighs.

"It's not surprising... On the contrary, it looks quite suitable." Feng Ye said in a low voice.

He didn't talk nonsense.

Wearing it on Luo Yun's body, the smooth calves can be seen at a glance, and the calf is pink and white, as if it has never been exposed to the sun.

The ankle is thin and white, and the bone line on the side and heel looks very sexy.

Luo Yun has long legs, soft and fluffy hair, a very sunny light chestnut color.

When walking, top style reasons.

The slender waist is looming, at first glance, it looks pure and pure.

The beauty is breathtaking, beyond gender, the back is a bit difficult to distinguish between men and women.

However, Feng Ye still likes Luo Yun's front face, that cool-faced young man.

When the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, the delicate eyebrows and eyes are like melting mountain snow.

......

Suddenly, Feng Ye remembered a point that he had ignored.

"If you go out like this, can't everyone see your legs?!"

Luo Yun was shocked by his fuss and the extremely long reflex arc, he raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? Are you only reacting now?"

"No, I didn't think of it for a while, why, no, I can't let them see it, quickly change it, I will wear it."

The sudden jealousy was so strong that Feng Ye walked over and was about to pull Luo Yun's skirt as he spoke.

"..." Luo Yun felt cold and insecure, and was startled by Feng Ye's moving hands for a moment.

He grabbed his wrist to stop him, his cheeks puffed up with anger: "Are you sick, or did you pass the ball to me? Besides, can you wear it with your waistline?"

"The waistline of the trousers is small, and the skirt will definitely be torn."

"If it breaks, it will break. I don't want other people to see such beautiful legs." Feng Ye said in an annoyed tone.

His words were very straightforward, Luo Yun pursed her lips, thinking that Feng Ye was an idiot.

While cursing in my heart, I heard him say that his legs are beautiful, and his ears are red uncontrollably.

Terribly, Feng Ye must have given him some kind of medicine.

He also became abnormal.

"They're all men, just showing their calves. Don't be so possessive. This is not the same as summer cropped pants." Luo Yun spoke softly, with a hint of comfort.

"But..." Feng Ye hesitated.

It is true to say so, but I am very upset and irritable.

Put on the five-point pants, it's not so...

The pink and white skirt was draped over his lap, which made Luo Yun look better, and it was a bit like some fun play.

Feng Ye was stuck in his heart, wishing he could travel through the past and beat himself up for passing the ball to Luo Yun.

Luo Yun: "Otherwise...see if there are any stockings, and put on a cover?"

Otherwise, I always feel that there is wind underneath. I heard that girls wear skirts and wear anti-skid pants. Wearing stockings should also have the same effect.

"Then I'll go and ask them." Feng Ye thought that this method was feasible, if he put on socks, he wouldn't be able to see.

"You sit here and wait for me with your mobile phone, don't run out."

"Well, give me the T-shirt." Luo Yun found two paper bags around and packed the clothes separately.

When Feng Ye went out, he sat on the bench of the repertory troupe and played with his mobile phone.

Wechat has a lot of news.

There are Su Nong's photos, and there are also class and group photos, most of which are competition photos of individual events.

Swipe and play with great interest, and keep two cards at hand.

During the period, Tang Xi called him and asked him where he had been. Luo Yun thought about it for a while, but didn't say that she was changing skirts here, but just said that she would go for a casual stroll with Feng Ye and go there after a while.

The door of the repertory theater was pushed open from the outside, thinking that Feng Ye had returned, Luo Yun got up a little.

But see unexpected people.

One is Xu Qingjin, the other is...Lin Ke?

Luo Yun's eyes widened in surprise, the repertory theater was a huge place, and the other party didn't seem to notice that he was there from a long distance away.

Then, there was a scene that shocked him.

The two talked in a low voice, and then slowly and suddenly they kissed. At first glance, Xu Qingjin was still in a hurry, and Lin Ke seemed to be half pushing and half welcoming.

Luo Yun was also embarrassed to keep staring, and the kiss became louder and louder.

He really wanted to pack his bags and escape from Earth in embarrassment this time.

Why, is the repertory troupe a holy place for puppy love?

When he thought of the messy things he and Feng Ye had done just now, he felt even more embarrassing.

Seeing that the two people were becoming more and more like a firewood, Luo Yun didn't know whether to interrupt or find a place to hide.

Before I could figure it out, when I got up together and piled up on the chair, the troupe props suddenly fell to the ground, kicking up dust.

"..."

Luo Yun hissed secretly, holding two bags of clothes in his hands, he could only sit back again, he heard Xu Qingjin question who it was.

He looked awkwardly at them.

Seeing that it was him, Lin Ke's face turned bright red, and he quickly broke away from Xu Qingjin's embrace, fumbling with his lips, "I, that, Luo Yun, I'm not..."

When flustered, Xu Qingjin listened to his disgust-like excuse, and said angrily: "Why not, what is there to hide from me?"

Luo Yun followed his words and said, "Well, I didn't see anything."

Isn't it rumored that Xu Qingjin likes Mujiao? Sure enough, the rumors are not reliable.

Xu Qingjin smirked, put Lin Ke's shoulders on his shoulders, and said as if pointing out: "It's unlucky, let's go somewhere else."

Lin Ke, who was in his arms, moved his lips, wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back, humming lightly.

Just about to leave, Xu Qingjin sniffed the air vigorously.

Alphas are inherently repelling each other, and when they smell the pheromone smell of unfamiliar Alphas, they will become irritable.

Xu Qingjin felt that the smell floating in the air was very familiar.

"Fengye?" He subconsciously called out these two words.

It was indeed Feng Ye's pheromone, after all, when he beat Luo Xiangyu, he was attacked by Feng Ye's pheromone.

I've hated the smell ever since.

Generally speaking, the pheromone that Alpha inadvertently overflows has a very mild taste.

It will never be as thick as it is now.

Unless it's a lot of sweat from strenuous exercise, or there's nothing to play in school, the temporary mark is refreshing.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingjin narrowed her eyes, with a playful look in her eyes.

He sniffed the air again, convinced of his guess even more.

So, he pursed his lips, and said in a disdainful tone: "You and Feng Ye are having a good time, don't you? It seems that you usually put on a show."

After finishing speaking, he was about to see Luo Yun's shameful and angry reaction, but he only got a cold look.

There's no point in looking people in the eye.

Out of breath, Luo Yun, who was thinking of teaching a lesson and pretending to be aloof, was held back by Lin Ke, who tactfully persuaded him a few words.

Only then did Xu Qingjin lose her anger, snorted a few times, and left with her arms around Lin Ke's shoulders.

After they left, Luo Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Not because of anything else, but suddenly felt that wearing a skirt, if Xu Qingjin saw it, let alone how disgusting it would be.

Fortunately, he blocked it with his pocket, and Xu Qingjin didn't notice anything strange about his jacket.

However, thinking about Lin Ke's reluctance just now, Luo Yun frowned slightly.

It shouldn't be forced, right?

***

Not long after, Feng Ye came back with his things, followed by people from the repertory theater troupe and art committee member Lu Yuan.

Seeing Luo Yun's appearance at this moment, the two girls were very surprised.

"Wow wow wow wow, squad leader, you're super pretty!" Lu Yuan's eyes lit up.

Many girls like to look at beautiful things. When Lu Yuan saw Luo Yun's legs were extremely fair, she wanted to touch them and tease her.

But was stopped by Feng Ye, he frowned, like a big dog guarding food, and said: "Don't touch me, OK?"

Lu Yuan pursed her lips and clicked her tongue. Knowing the relationship between Feng Ye and the squad leader, she secretly complained: "Dog man."

"Don't you just touch it, I just want to try the feel."

"Try it and die." The corners of Feng Ye's mouth were tense, and his cold face gave off a strong sense of oppression.

Knowing that Alpha's possessiveness is extremely strong, Lu Yuan sniffed and complained about him: "You're so petty, the monitor didn't even say no, right, monitor?"

The focus of the topic shifted to Luo Yun, and he twitched the corner of his mouth.

Reluctantly said: "You are all bored."

"Go and try changing the socks first, they are stretchy and should be able to be worn." The person from the repertory troupe said, "There is also this short style, let's change it too."

The socks are brand new, sealed in a plastic bag, and the shorts are a very court-style men's costume.

"It shouldn't be noticeable if you wear it inside." She said, "You probably wear safety pants..."

She kept silent after she said that, but Luo Yun blushed, so embarrassed that he immediately dragged Feng Ye to put on socks inside.

"I guess it's crowded? Hahahahahahaha." Feng Ye teased him mercilessly, with a smile in his dark eyes.

"You have one more word?!" Luo Yun bent her legs to touch the popliteal cavity behind Feng Ye's knee.

Feng Ye suppressed a smile, thinking that the fried-haired wife was so fucking cute.

......

The socks are white, with delicate lace embroidered on the side, the length is only up to the thigh, and there is a white band with a width of one centimeter around the top of the sock.

Luo Yun is thin and thin, but he is a boy after all, and his legs are thicker than girls.

He sat on a chair and put on his socks, which were slightly tight at the cuffs.

The edge of the sock was sunken in, and a circle of fleshy soft meat that was in contact was squeezed out.

Like soft white cream, it looks soft.

Under the illumination of the light, the sides of the thighs were almost transparent white, coated with a faint golden light, and wearing white socks, the thighs looked like warm suet white jade.

Add a little inexplicable color.

"Damn, why do I think you are more... seductive wearing this?" Feng Ye murmured, staring straight at her.

"To lure you—" Luo Yun choked back the swear words she was about to utter.

He said slowly: "You look at flowers as they are flowers, you are perverted, and I always think about HS."

"Tsk, no way." Feng Ye helped him straighten the hem of his skirt, because he thought wearing socks was more alluring.

But the skirt was long, and once it was put down, the most attractive bit of soft flesh was covered, and other people could not see his wife's legs.

Of course, maybe it was really because he liked Luo Yun so much.

Everywhere you look at him is beautiful.

Being in a separate space, smelling the sweet and fragrant pheromones, Feng Ye felt that he wanted to hug Luo Yun and take a few deep breaths, and stamp his lips a few more times.

Luo Yun paused, pretended not to hear anything, and put on another sock for herself.

"Hey, you have a mole here, it's still red, so cute." Feng Ye's voice brightened.

The hem of the skirt was lifted up a bit, and he used his index finger and thumb to gently stroke the small red spot on the heel of his left leg.

It falls on the surface of the skin, like red plums in the snow, with an indescribably delicate and charming feeling.

Feng Ye vigorously crushed the small reddish round mole twice, and the slightly protruding knuckles on the back of his hand brushed against Luo Yun's face intentionally or unintentionally...

Luo Yun's whole body was stiff, and her light-colored pupils shrank suddenly: "!"

He held down his hand, and said with shame and anger, "You try to go in again? Did you do it on purpose?"

Facing the last pair of clear eyes, Feng Ye's Adam's apple rolled, he hooked his lower lip, and withdrew his hand: "Yeah, on purpose, why?"

He got up, stood in front of Luo Yun, bent down, supported Luo Yun's knee with the heel of his palm, and smiled a little wildly.

"Let me kiss that."

Alpha's pheromones started to move again, circling around Luo Yun's nose, neck, and body.

Looking at the smile in his eyes, Luo Yun's ears felt hot, and she moved back uncomfortably.

Feng Ye leaned forward and kissed Luo Yun's reddened ear tip.

The tone was extremely gentle, full of possessiveness: "Just kiss, and do nothing else."

......

Hearing the commotion, Lu Yuan watched Luo Yun put on the socks and let out a wow.

He even blew a whistle in a rascally way: "Squad leader, if I hadn't got Yang Yilan, I would have wanted to chase you."

She thought she would be bullied by Feng Ye again, but who would have thought that the corner of the boy's mouth turned up a little, looking very, very happy?

Lu Yuan hummed suspiciously, then looked at Luo Yun's face again.

It's too red.

She asked: "Squad leader, your face is so red."

Luo Yun paused, covered her slightly hot cheeks, and replied dryly: "Is there? Maybe it's too hot inside."