[ABO] After the differentiation, I started hanging up

"Is it fragrant?" Wen Shuhuai's voice came close to his ear.

Jiang Ling, who was seen through his mind, didn't even look at him, afraid of revealing the expression on his face: "It doesn't smell good! It stinks!"

Jiang Ling left the school like being chased by a ghost.

Wen Shuhuai followed, and a Ferrari in the distance honked twice, and in a daze, that dead duck-mouthed Omega swayed into the sea of ​​people.

boom!Wen Shuhuai closed the car door.

The man sitting in the driver's seat was the one who gave him the suppressor that day, and asked him, "What's wrong? You're so angry?"

Wen Shuhuai didn't speak.

"Dad," just when Shu Zhiyuan thought he didn't want to answer and stopped asking, Wen Shuhuai suddenly said, "I like someone, but he doesn't like me."

Shu Zhiyuan's hands on the steering wheel obviously paused.

His own children's school situation couldn't be more clear. Shu Zhiyuan was the same as Wen Shuhuai when he was a child. He was always chased by others.

People with good eyes are not ugly. Wen Shuhuai's charming peach eyes are because he inherited his father's genes.Now Wen Shuhuai finally fell in love with a person, but the other person didn't like him.

"Then stop chasing, twisted melons are not sweet." Shu Zhiyuan didn't want him to repeat the path he had traveled, so his tone was a little lighter, and he said thoughtfully: "Although... your dad and I are the same exception."

A twisted melon is not sweet, but it makes me happy when twisted.

Wen Shuhuai lowered his head and flipped through the posts about Jiang Ling.

"In your class?"

"Yeah." Wen Shuhuai saw a post called Wenjiang cp, and clicked in.

Host: "(Picture) Jiang Ling's front face photo, come and watch!"

"Lingling! Mommy loves you!"

"It's another day to check in for zero zero (smile)"

"(Emoji Pack) Jiang Zero Genuine Emoji Pack"

Wen Shuhuai clicked on the emoji package, which was a snapshot of the scene where Jiang Ling and Wen Shuhuai came out of the equipment room.Jiang Ling tiptoed ahead, and Wen Shuhuai followed.

Some black fan wrote the words on the top of the photo: not moved.

The following is mixed with long and short replies:

"Ah ah ah ah I can't do it!"

"Help!"

"Wenjiang yyds!"

The netizens who were anti-cp fans have disappeared so far, and occasionally I can still see a few small netizens who bite the bullet and hold high the banner of villains.

Wen Shuhuai continued to slide down and stopped at the last few replies.

"Is this the school of No. [-] High School? That's all."

"That's an emoji, this is a real photo (picture)"

The photo he sent was the one where Jiang Ling handed water to Wen Shuhuai.

Jiang Ling was sweating profusely just after playing the game. He wiped the sweat with one hand and passed water to Wen Shuhuai with the other. His smile was flattering enough to please, because he was not bad in qualifications, but he could easily seduce people.

He has a nice smile.

The IDs of the two netizens who were talking to each other were very familiar. They were school tyrants from No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School next door.

Ding Chen.

Wen Shuhuai narrowed his eyes.

"(Stunned) So beautiful"

"I heard that it is alcohol-flavored pheromone (drool)"

"(color) (color) (color) ask for the contact information of this little o"

"What age do you still need contact information? Go ahead!"

"Tomorrow I will go to watch this little o"

"Brother, take me with you!"

The signing time was 22:48 yesterday, the time when Fifth Middle School returned to the dormitory. After that, they didn't speak, and they should have chatted privately.

It's hard for Wen Shuhuai to imagine what a group of alphas would chat with an omega in private. I don't know if it's because of psychological reasons, but he always feels that Ding Chen's chats are unpleasant, and Jiang Ling shouldn't be contaminated with these messy things for no reason.

He read all the posts that participated in this topic. There were 7 people participating in the topic, and 5 of them wanted to meet Jiang Ling in real life.

Yesterday's reply said "do it tomorrow." That means doing it today.

Wen Shuhuai's eyes flashed ferociously, and he clenched his fists, nails digging deep into the palm of his hand.

Shu Zhiyuan noticed his small movements and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Stop, I have work to do."

……

Now for Jiang Ling, he can hide as far as he can when he sees Wen Shuhuai, and no one knows when the dog Wen Shuhuai will suddenly yell at him.

Jiang Ling escaped from Wen Shuhuai's sight and ran wildly along the way home.

The noon sun was dazzling, and Jiang Ling felt a little dizzy.

The alley just after the rain is quiet and deep, and occasionally an old man sits at the door and talks about the relatives and friends of the family.

While running, there was a sound of glass shattering from the large schoolbag behind him, presumably the inhibitor in the schoolbag was broken.

Xie Wanchun brought him a lot of various inhibitors. He was running fast just now, and the glass vials containing the inhibitors were thin, so it was inevitable that they would be broken.

Jiang Ling carefully took out the book and the intact inhibitor, and poured out the broken glass from the bag.There was still glass debris in the schoolbag, Jiang Ling tore off a piece of English homework paper, put it on his hand and wiped it lightly.

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in the index finger, and blood gushed out from the hole pierced by the dregs.The thin glass wound was deep, the glaring wound spanned the entire fingertip, the blood that had circulated in the body all year round found a breakthrough, and flowed out desperately.

Jiang Ling pulled out the only band-aid, which could only cover two-thirds of the wound.

"Brother Wang, are they here?"

"Not yet, soon, I didn't say that the girls in No. [-] Middle School are really good!"

"Did you forget that you came to see Jiang Ling?"

The two people who were talking came across from Jiang Ling, because they were too absorbed in talking and didn't pay attention to the people on the other side.Jiang Ling pulled up his schoolbag and hid behind the door of a house.

"By the way, which way does Jiang Ling go home from school?" A tall alpha asked.

Another beta replied: "The No. [-] middle school said that he took this path a lot."

At this moment, Jiang Ling was just a door away from them.

The alpha said: "That Jiang Ling won't hide from us on purpose, will he?"

"I really dare not say that."

After they walked away, Jiang Ling's left-hander injured his left hand, and he used his right hand to stuff the textbooks and inhibitors into the schoolbag first.

Let's talk when we get home.

"What's the smell?" Alpha's nose, which had already turned around, keenly sensed the pheromone in the air: "The pheromone smell of omega."

Jiang Ling was taken aback, he didn't have an estrus period, how could alpha and beta smell the pheromone?

Beta does not have the partial sense of smell of alpha and omega, and cannot smell pheromone, except for the special case of Jiang Ling—delayed glandular differentiation syndrome. The pheromone of this disease stimulates the olfactory receptor cells of beta, making the olfactory cells temporarily Evolution, to develop the same sense of smell as alpha and omega.

Jiang Ling is the weakest omega, and now even the most common beta threatens him.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and Alpha caught it: "Where have you been?"

"Well, I'll wait for you in the alley here."

broken!Someone else is coming!