Cannon Fodder A is about To Cover the Heroine

In the small locker room space.

Jing Qingxia blocked Zhong Mingxue in a corner, and the two of them pressed their bodies against the door panel, they dared not push in from the outside, nor could they push in.

Jing Qingxia's lips were pressed against Zhong Mingxue's collarbone, and the touch of the skin made Zhong Mingxue's body lean against Jing Qingxia softly.

Jing Qingxia regained her focus, her smooth legs passed by Zhong Mingxue's naked legs.

It was so itchy that Zhong Mingxue let out a low hum, interrupting her external answer.

Then there was silence.

Zhong Mingxue bit her lip, not daring to speak out.

There was no movement outside, and there must be a misunderstanding.

Zhong Mingxue's face was flushed, but she didn't want to worry about it, she just kept patting Jing Qingxia's shoulder and comforting her in a low voice.

"I don't know what's wrong with you now, but don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

She seemed to be imitating Jing Qingxia's tone.

Jing Qingxia always said that every time she was in danger.

As long as Jing Qingxia said that, it would bring her enough courage and sense of security.

She also wanted to give Jing Qingxia enough courage and sense of security.

Jing Qingxia's hands tightened tightly.

Zhong Mingxue released pheromone without any defense, and at the same time gently touched Jing Qingxia's swollen glands through the barrier sticker.

This may be provocative.

It was the only way Zhong Mingxue knew to appease her.

Jing Qingxia's emotions were raised, and her attention shifted from the full-length mirror to Zhong Mingxue for a moment.

She smells so good.

With Zhong Mingxue's touch, cinnamon-flavored pheromones emerged from the gaps in the barrier stickers and filled the entire dressing room. Together with Zhong Mingxue's presence, Jing Qingxia felt a sense of security.

Jing Qingxia's lips gently brushed against Zhong Mingxue's skin.

Amid Zhong Mingxue's slight shaking, he hugged her tightly again.

"Zhong Mingxue."

"Huh?" Zhong Mingxue's throat was also a little tight, but her voice was still calm.

"Is there any wound on my body?" Jing Qingxia's voice was very low, as if she was afraid of something.

Jing Qingxia unconsciously caressed Zhong Mingxue's back, making her feel hot.

The eyes of Jing Qingxia's question became hot again.

What have you experienced to ask such a question and have such a stressful reaction?

Zhong Mingxue's heart was full of distress.

She slowly turned her head and kissed Jing Qingxia's hairline lightly, like the lucky kiss her mother would give to herself who was having nightmares when she was a child.

Respond gently and gently: "There is no wound."

Jing Qingxia's muscles really relaxed a lot.

She leaned against Zhong Mingxue's body and turned her head at a small angle, taking a peek in the mirror.

None of the scars seen in the Vision.

Even the bruises from the previous sports meeting were almost healed, leaving only deep and shallow marks.

The out-of-control tension has been reduced a lot.

Zhong Mingxue also sensed that the cinnamon covering Jing Qingxia's body for self-protection had lifted her defenses.

Then they began to search for the taste of iced limoncello, mingling together in the small dressing room.

Perceiving this change, the heartbeats of the two people accelerated together, hitting each other through thin swimsuits.

Jing Qingxia, who had recovered a bit of sobriety, had a certain sense of déjà vu, everything here seemed to have been seen in a dream.

But the itching of the skin on her body reminded her that it was real now.

She took a deep breath.

Zhong Mingxue only felt that her shoulders suddenly became cold, and the surrounding air and temperature, together with pheromones, were all sucked dry by Jing Qingxia.

Zhong Mingxue clenched her hands tightly, completely sticking to Jing Qingxia's back.

Only now did she have the leisure to experience the sense of touch, half smooth swimsuit fabric, half smoother skin.

The fingers curled up involuntarily.

Jing Qingxia's body also trembled following the rhythm of curling up.

There was no movement at the door.

Standing outside the door, Yuan Leshan and Duan Yajie, who deliberately took three steps back but did not dare to go far, looked at each other.

This situation gave them a sense of déjà vu.

"Boss, she won't faint again, right? I haven't heard that it can divide twice. Boss won't grow taller again?" Yuan Leshan even became envious while talking.

squeak-

The locker room door was opened.

Jing Qingxia's emotions and pheromones have calmed down, but the dressing room is still filled with a scorching atmosphere and some kind of ambiguity.

Just seeing Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue's flushed faces, the two people standing outside the door felt embarrassed.

The two in front of them put on one blue and one green swimsuits of the same style.

The swimsuit style is relatively simple, but it fully outlines their excellent figures.

Proud and tall, I can't tell which is more charming.

attract each other.

Is that why they are distraught?

Yuan Leshan looked around curiously.

This time, the CP fans didn't faint directly, but were confused.

But Duan Yajie reacted faster, pulling Yuan Leshan away: "Let's get you barrier stickers and barrier agents."

Jing Qingxia was silent and turned around.

When I turned around, I tried not to look at the mirror on the wall, and focused my eyes on Zhong Mingxue.

This swimsuit looked really good on Zhong Mingxue.

The light blue complements her complexion very well.

It is also cool and cool, which also matches her temperament.

The simple style can't stop her body line.

If possible, I want to hide Zhong Mingxue in the dressing room like this, and don't let her go out.

Alpha's subconscious was agitated, making Jing Qingxia feel a little dangerous.

She covered her forehead and looked at Zhong Mingxue apologetically.

It should have been a good compliment at the first glance, but now I missed the opportunity, and there are more important things to say first, which is a pity.

"sorry."

While not doing anything more intimate and offensive.

But in a small space, the fact that alpha releases pheromones to omega itself is too much.

Zhong Mingxue shook her head lightly, not letting herself recall what happened just now, but slowly grabbed Jing Qingxia's arm: "So is it PTSD again?"

Jing Qingxia's hands trembled uncontrollably.

All of Zhong Mingxue's simple physical contact will make her tremble uncontrollably and feel at ease.

Jing Qingxia's eyes pressed down, followed Zhong Mingxue's slender and straight legs, landed on her ankles, and then slowly moved horizontally to a corner of the mirror next to her.

What reflected in the mirror was a pair of long legs.

The lighting in the dressing room was well lit, and when it fell down, it illuminated the legs that were already white enough to look even more white and tender.

There are still small marks on the knees that were worn out when they fell on the playground.

The weird sense of resistance gradually weakened.

Jing Qingxia's eyes followed her legs in the mirror upwards.

The swimsuit shows the waist and the back.

She turned sideways.

The only thing left on the side waist is the old scar left by falling from a tree when he was a child.

Is that the little cannon fodder's memory or his own?

Jing Qingxia couldn't even tell the difference.

In the end, the line of sight successfully crossed all obstacles and landed on his own face.

His complexion is really not very good-looking, with tiredness, and his eyes are still bloodshot, but his lips have returned to blood.

"It's not serious. It just happened suddenly just now. It shouldn't happen again in the future." Jing Qingxia looked at Zhong Mingxue again, although she was not very sure, she wanted to comfort her like this.

Zhong Mingxue observed Jing Qingxia from the beginning to the end, seeing all her actions.

Zhong Mingxue stepped forward at this time, opened her hands, and hugged her again.

Jing Qingxia was stunned.

This is Zhong Mingxue's active hug.

Smelling the smell of iced lemon wine, Jing Qingxia felt nostalgic.

"Thank you, Zhong Mingxue."

Zhong Mingxue said softly: "Then I thank you too, Jing Qingxia."

The two of them did not go on talking tacitly.

Jing Qingxia was thanking Zhong Mingxue for discovering her abnormality, and for being willing to accompany and help her.

Zhong Mingxue also thanked Jing Qingxia for helping her all the time.

The intersection of two people is never one-sided.

They hugged each other without saying anything, but they seemed to communicate with each other.

Even the rules of the world can't stop such a tacit understanding.

In Jing Qingxia's body, Zhong Mingxue built trust in people for the first time after the accident.

In Zhong Mingxue, Jing Qingxia gradually found a sense of belonging after wearing the book.

Maybe Zhong Mingxue will be the only person in this world who knows, or is the closest to her secret.

Jing Qingxia slowly let go of her hand and looked at Zhong Mingxue.

The two are very close.

They were so close that their breaths were exchanging in the air, and they could feel the temperature of each other.

The eyes staring at the bridge of the other's nose suddenly turned into cross-eyed.

The two couldn't help laughing.

Turned the weird atmosphere just now into a funny one.

Duan Yajie and Yuan Leshan ran back panting heavily.

But seeing Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue supporting each other, she didn't know what they were laughing at.

The atmosphere looks good.

Yuan Leshan moved closer to Duan Yajie, and asked in a low voice, "Are the boss and sister Xue talking without telling us?"

If she asked this question for half an hour, she would still dare to say confidently: "Of course not. Sister Xia just told me yesterday."

But now, it's really hard to say.

Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue changed the barrier stickers and sprayed the barrier agent in the locker room.

Before being discovered by the swimsuit shop owner, he paid the bill and left the swimsuit shop.

Duan Yajie and Zhong Mingxue, who hadn't split up yet, were leading the way.

Yuan Leshan pulled Jing Qingxia to walk behind.

Force the two to physically separate for a while.

Yuan Leshan grabbed Jing Qingxia's hand and asked in a low voice: "Boss, tell me the truth, how far have you and sister Xue developed?"

Jing Qingxia raised her brows: "Fake marriage contract, good friends. Didn't I tell you this from the beginning?"

"But your state, how can you look like ordinary good friends? Ordinary good friends should be like me and Yajie!" Yuan Leshan said firmly.

Jing Qingxia looked at Yuan Leshan and Duan Yajie, and then his eyes fell on Zhong Mingxue.

It took a while for her to speak: "I really care about Zhong Mingxue, and I think she is very good. I... like her."

"Ah! I know you like her! It's so obvious, your eyes are full of evidence of love! Boss, go and confess! What are you waiting for, shouldn't you be an activist?" Yuan Leshan covered his mouth Speak up and hold back the crowing.

"Can I confess? With Zhong Mingxue's current identity, if she fails to confess, wouldn't it be embarrassing. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if she reluctantly agrees to me?"

Jing Qingxia also figured it out just now when she was holding Zhong Mingxue to draw strength.

I want to watch Zhong Mingxue, I want to protect her, I want her to get rid of the shackles of the original plot, I want her to be happy, I want to be with her.

It's all about liking.

But think about it from Zhong Mingxue's situation.

Can an alluring S-rank Omega really refuse the Jing family who sheltered her?

Yuan Leshan looked at Jing Qingxia in disbelief.

"Boss, I didn't expect that besides being a strict wife, you are also a love idiot. As long as it involves your own wife, you will become stupid!"

The corner of Jing Qingxia's mouth twitched: "You seem to be very experienced?"

"I have no experience, but, bystanders know. Don't you know how Sister Xue usually treats you? There is a saying, confession is not... It's similar, confession is not for pursuit, It’s only going when you’re sure of it!”

Yuan Leshan, who can't even count as half a bucket of water, gave Jing Qingxia advice like a love master, and what he said was decent.

Jing Qingxia stared closely at Zhong Mingxue's back.

Zhong Mingxue seemed to feel the gaze projected from behind.

Although most of the vision is blocked with a bath towel, I am still embarrassed because I am wearing a swimsuit.

She turned her head to look at Jing Qingxia, with a little coquettishness in her eyes.

It seems to be blaming her for being too straightforward.

But she is mainly shy, and there is not much to blame.

Jing Qingxia was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed.

She sure doesn't hate me.

Also, she is so cute.

Although Jing Qingxia has never had such an experience, it can be used as a criterion for judging.

But I also understand that my feelings should be formally passed on to the other party.

Zhong Mingxue didn't expect that Jing Qingxia would still stare at her like this, without averting her gaze, and finally lost the battle and turned back.

Jing Qingxia smiled.

Yuan Leshan looked at it and began to marvel again: "Boss, look at you, your saliva is about to flow out. Hurry up, otherwise such a good sister Xue will run away with someone else."

"Who else can I run away with?" Just hearing this sentence, Jing Qingxia's heart beat with displeasure.

This terrible possessiveness.

Yuan Leshan sneered: "Why are you being so fierce to me? Don't be cowardly if you have the ability!"

"Just go up."

"I knew you didn't dare...what?" Yuan Leshan was very surprised.

That's not how TV shows are written.

Generally, after the protagonist understands his intentions, the friend will hesitate for a long time under repeated persuasion by his friends.

Why did the boss agree to this?

Where did the good thing come from?

Congratulations!

Yuan Leshan has never met an Omega he likes.

In addition, her appearance is difficult to attract the attention of Omega among the many alphas, so it is really difficult to have the opportunity to experience love.

Yuan Leshan's eyes were shining brightly, she really wanted to know the first-hand information: "Boss, you are awesome... Then, how are you going to confess your love?"

The author has something to say:

Everyday Achievements Achieved!

Although there is no way to be tense every day, you can do it again tomorrow (a speech that threatens the amount of hair).