[ABO] After the differentiation, I started hanging up

Jiang Ling walked out of the bedroom in cool summer pajamas and slippers.

When Jiang Ling turned back to his room after dinner, he was stopped by Xie Wanchun.

Xie Wanchun's eyes fell on Jiang Ling's collar at the back of his neck, and his brows almost knit together: "Is there blood on your collar?"

Jiang Ling touched the gland subconsciously.The gland bitten by Wen Shuhuai in the morning had just formed a thin layer of blood scab, Jiang Ling subconsciously touched it, and gasped in pain again.

Oops, it must be that Wen Shuhuai got blood on his collar when he bit the mark in the morning.

He thought of a hundred kinds of reactions Xie Wanchun would make, but Xie Wanchun's reactions were 1 possibilities that Jiang Ling didn't expect.

Xie Wanchun just smiled helplessly, and told him, "Be careful."

Jiang Ling was stimulated by Xie Wanchun's defenseless words. This feeling was like going to the battlefield, holding a weapon and ready to enter the fighting state at any time. In the end, he was suddenly verbalized by the opponent, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Jiang Ling's cheeks were hot, he hesitated and trembled into his room, and slapped Wen Shuhuai: "Wen Shuhuai! Did you leave blood on my collar on purpose?"

Wen Shuhuai answered the phone: "No."

Don't tell me, I didn't lie, I just didn't.

Seeing that Wen Shuhuai refused to admit it, Jiang Ling knew that telling this kid to tell the truth was harder than going to heaven, so he said to Wen Shuhuai furiously, "Tomorrow, wait for me in the park."

He's going to give passers-by an unrehearsed improvisational omega live marker alpha.

……

The weekend is a peaceful day, the sun is on duty early in the sky, Xie Wanchun gets up early to watch the soap opera that she didn't finish yesterday.

Jiang Ling slept until he woke up naturally. When he woke up, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, scratched his belly, turned over and went back to sleep.

Xie Wanchun had called him many times, but he just refused to move, until Wen Shuhuai called him, and he listened for a while.

Wen Shuhuai just finished breakfast: "Didn't you say you were going to play in the park yesterday?"

Jiang Ling didn't even bother to take the phone, so he threw the phone aside and did what he should do: "What are you going to play again? Let's go another day, I don't want to move today."

"No, you have to come." Wen Shuhuai vetoed: "I'm waiting for you to mark me."

'Beep—' After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

The water droplets explode on the leaves of the bonsai plants, refracting colorful luster under the sunlight with #哥#儿#全#理#, and the plants that come into contact with the water droplets are full of vitality, even under the scorching sun. .

Shu Zhiyuan put down the watering can: "If you have nothing to do, let him come and play with you, and have a meal by the way."

"He will come sooner or later." Wen Shuhuai adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror, and the person in the mirror looked clean and youthful: "But he said he wants to mark me now."

Shu Zhiyuan smiled: "Mark you?"

After a long morning, when I came out, the sun had moved from the east to the center of the sky, and all the ladies and gentlemen who came out for morning exercises had already gone home.

Jiang Ling still didn't wake up, he had the urge to fall to the ground under the direct sunlight, bought two glasses of Coke in a daze, and waited for Wen Shuhuai's arrival on the bench under the shade of the willow tree.

After a big, big yawn, Jiang Ling finally woke up a little bit.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Shuhuai, who appeared in his dream yesterday, appeared in front of him.

Different from Jiang Ling, Wen Shuhuai also held an ice cream in his hand, as a gift for meeting each other.

One really is one.

Then look at the two glasses of drinks I bought in a daze, one is at room temperature and the other is iced, because Wen Shuhuai is afraid that Wen Shuhuai will have a stomachache after drinking it cold.

And the reason why Wen Shuhuai only buys one ice cream each time is: he can eat the same ice cream with Jiang Ling, and if Jiang Ling blames him, he can say that his stomach is not fit while eating the same ice cream with Jiang Ling, which is a good name : Indirect contact, kiss.

Emotional Wen Shuhuai thought so last time.Think about the last time Wen Shuhuai only bought him an ice cream, from this we can know how many indirect touches and kisses count.

Jiang Ling was so insidious by Wen Shuhuai's wishful thinking, he directly snatched the ice cream from Wen Shuhuai's hand and ate it, not even wanting to give him a look, but just pushed him a cup of Coke and let him die on his own.

Wen Shuhuai pretended to be pitiful and shook Jiang Ling's arm. Jiang Ling was holding on to the ice cream and refused to let go, pushing this big pig's hoof that only had small plans as far as possible: "I want to buy it myself!"

Alpha stared at the ice cream in his hand motionlessly, and threw the Coke he gave aside and ignored it.Compared with Wen Shuhuai's cold eyes when he marked him at his house last time, this time his eyes became pitiful and wet again. This contrast is a bit big. Is he still the same ruthless plague god as before?

The alpha brain circuit in the susceptible period is very strange, Jiang Ling was afraid that if he said the wrong thing, Wen Shuhuai's pheromone would explode, so he had to give Wen Shuhuai the remaining half of the ice cream.

Wen Shuhuai is a vengeful alpha, he still won't give up after eating the sweetness, and rolls his eyes at Jiang Ling while eating.

Jiang Ling: "..."

He pressed Wen Shuhuai's head, but got Wen Shuhuai's ghostly words: "I want to mark."

Jiang Ling: "! You... Didn't you mark yesterday?"

"No! Change something fun today, mark me." After saying this, Wen Shuhuai handed the last bite of ice cream to him, and asked him to finish it.

Fulgen left it to Jiang Ling.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Ling went to school with Wen Shuhuai as usual. Yesterday he gave Wen Shuhuai a symbolic bite, and he became much quieter.

He has also seen drunken madness before, but this is the first time he has seen alpha who is acting coquettish and cute during the susceptible period.

It's fine to be coquettish and cute, but the more important thing is that he is better at being coquettish and cute than Jiang Ling, an omega, which really makes Jiang Ling feel ashamed.

Jiang Ling sat behind him in the car, and after getting in the car, Wen Shuhuai held his hand and didn't want to let go, Jiang Ling coaxed a child's tone: "Aren't you hot in such thick clothes?"

In the season when others would find it too hot to wear short sleeves, Wen Shuhuai wrapped himself in a long-sleeved autumn school uniform and held Jiang Ling's hand.

Jiang Ling rolled his eyes undisguisedly, and stretched out his other hand to take off this cute coat.

Wen Shuhuai let go of Jiang Ling's hand, and grabbed the zipper of the neckline.

The other hand is on the side without moving.

"...show me that hand." Jiang Ling said coldly.

Wen Shuhuai ignored it.

Seeing him upset, Jiang Ling bent over and stood up slightly at the risk of the alpha susceptible period, and pulled up the sleeve of Wen Shuhuai's other hand.

Wen Shuhuai knew that it was useless to hide any longer, so he didn't struggle, and let him pull up to observe.

On Wen Shuhuai's fair forearm, there was an unsightly black bruise, which was as big as Wen Shuhuai's hand, rooted and sprouted at the joints, so dark that it turned purple, it looked like it had been there for a few days.

No wonder Wen Shuhuai didn't let him touch his hand last time at Jiang Ling's house.

"Wen Shuhuai, do you have something to hide from me?" Jiang Ling dropped his hand: "How did you do it?"

When the school gate arrived, crowds of students passed by.

Wen Shuhuai slowly pulled down the sleeves of the school uniform, probably because Jiang Ling had seen it all, and there was nothing to hide, so he took off the school uniform jacket, and said calmly, "Get out of the car first."

Let's see what he has to say when he gets out of the car.

Angry, Jiang Ling took the coat he had taken off and got out of the car.

"Uncle Li, go slowly."

After sending the driver away, Jiang Ling's smiling face drooped immediately, and he only showed his expression to Wen Shuhuai: "Say it, tell me, what did you do?"

Wen Shuhuai's displeased Balabala: "It's nothing, I had a fight with Ding Chen."

"'Nothing'!?" Jiang Ling was almost laughed at by him: "When did you... fight with him?"

"Cough cough..."

The two were having a good chat, when Director Yu, who was catching young couples at the door, came to break them up again, seeing them walking together, the wooden stick in his hand for beating mandarin ducks played a role.

A stick protruded from Director Yu's side, blocking Wen Shuhuai and Jiang Ling.

As he walked, Jiang Ling turned his head and found that Wen Shuhuai was isolated by Director Yu three meters away from Jiang Ling, so he took back the wooden stick.

Jiang Ling: "..."

Director Yu predicted through his keen sixth intuition that the pair of little mandarin ducks would still hold hands, so he simply followed behind them openly. When they got closer, they used sticks to separate Wen Shuhuai who was following behind.

Jiang Ling: "..."

When catching others, they like to hide in the dark, so when they were caught, they were caught without any disguise.

It was a lightly dressed morning, the door of the teaching building was rubbed brightly by the students, in the light reflected by the glass, Jiang Ling saw the mild sunlight, a young man in light clothes with half sleeves.

From the glass, the black and blue on the young man's pale forearm could be vaguely seen. Wen Shuhuai was not good at showing his wounds to others, unless the pain was unbearable.

The bruises would disperse even more in a few days, and it hurt Wen Shuhuai's body as well as Jiang Ling's heart.

Jiang Ling should have known that he was of this nature.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but look back at Wen Shuhuai who was following behind.

Wen Shuhuai was forced to stay three meters away from him, with his eyes downcast, his gaze fell on the stick in front of him.

Just looking back, Director Yu raised his head sensitively and met Jiang Ling's eyes: What's wrong?Dissatisfied? !

Without saying a word, he hid all his words in his murderous eyes.

Jiang Ling had no choice but to walk into the classroom with a disgusted expression, and Director Yu escorted them all the way to Class [-], which was full of people.

Jiang Ling, who was walking in the front row, sat down first. The moment Director Yu took Wen Shuhuai to the door with a beating stick in his hand, he was harassed by the class.

'Slap' a wooden stick knocked on the door of the class, and those chattering students ran back to their seats with their heads down, pretending to study.

The originally bustling classroom turned into a hell on earth in an instant, and no one dared to take a breath. A sharp sword that could fall down at any time was hanging above their heads.

No one can tell when it will fall.