Cannon Fodder A is about To Cover the Heroine

"Will the pheromone tolerance training course be difficult? How are you going to help me?" Jing Qingxia's body was stiff, and she still didn't dare to look at Zhong Mingxue.

She always felt that this training course was not that simple.

Otherwise, why only college professors are allowed, and the outside world is not allowed to teach privately.

Asked nervously by Jing Qingxia, Zhong Mingxue couldn't help showing off: "It's like I teach you cultural lessons, you don't need to ask, you just know that I will teach you."

Suddenly, Teacher Zhong's identity took on another layer of meaning.

Jing Qingxia looked sideways at Zhong Mingxue.

Zhong Mingxue's red lips were opening and closing to speak.

The relationship between the two suddenly changed from being a classmate who helped each other to a teacher-student with taboos.

As for why it is taboo?

Because they still have a fiancee-wife relationship.

Zhong Mingxue blushed from Jing Qingxia's scorching gaze: "Are you listening to me?"

Classmate Jing who was distracted in class said embarrassedly: "I... I was distracted, what did you just say?"

Teacher Zhong said patiently: "I said, after dinner, we will come to the first pheromone tolerance training course."

"Today? So suddenly." Jing Qingxia really couldn't bear the atmosphere, and took two steps back.

No courses are required at all.

She's doing endurance training right now.

She is constantly enduring the destruction of the cells in her body by the itching of her heart.

No, it cannot be called destruction.

It's uncomfortable.

But not harmful.

It was like a fluffy feather slid across his body without being scratched.

She might, too, enjoy it.

Jing Qingxia stared at the bookshelf embarrassingly, pulled out the book in hand unconsciously, and stuffed it back in another direction.

Zhong Mingxue watched helplessly as a collection of poems in Jing Qingxia's hand was put down meaninglessly.

"Suddenly?" Zhong Mingxue asked back.

A rhetorical question made Jing Qingxia feel guilty.

What's so sudden?

However, I listened to the doctor's advice in the afternoon and carried it out in the evening.

This is Zhong Mingxue's execution ability.

Jing Qingxia let out a sigh of relief and nodded: "Not suddenly, it's all for my own good. Letting the glands mature earlier is good for us. I mean, I don't have to trouble you all the time."

"No trouble." Zhong Mingxue had a slight smile on his face.

Jing Qingxia took a second look at the angel's smile, and didn't realize that there was danger behind the angel's smile until night.

"Zhong Mingxue...do you have to look at me like this?"

After dinner, with almost no rest, the two little girls went into Jing Qingxia's room together.

Usually at this point they would go back to the room to study together, so both Jing Guangyao and Aunt Zhang felt that it was nothing.

Only Lin Chanjuan looked at her for a moment with questioning eyes.

Jing Qingxia made a mistake and said, "We have to study, so don't bother us at night!"

Aunt Zhang didn't think there was a problem: "Then if you need fruit, you can come down and get it yourself."

Lin Chanjuan smiled: "Study is a good thing, but you have to pay attention to your body."

It doesn't mean anything else.

But Jing Qingxia just couldn't hear her mother say this in such a tone.

Hastily pulled Zhong Mingxue and ran away.

What was originally nothing to feel guilty about has completely turned into a guilty conscience.

Seeing that Lin Chanjuan smiled even more.

Even Aunt Zhang found something.

Only Jing Guangyao didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't worry about the little girl's affairs." Lin Chanjuan interrupted Jing Guangyao's curiosity.

And the scene in the bedroom at this moment is indeed not suitable for adults to manage, otherwise, it would be a bit strange.

Zhong Mingxue was holding a red ribbon that she did not know where to find.

"Sit down and don't move."

Jing Qingxia sat obediently, watching Zhong Mingxue shake the red ribbon in her hand.

The red ribbon fluttered by her hand, a little itchy, and she didn't know what it was for.

Jing Qingxia always felt like a gift waiting to be wrapped.

Just being stared at is a bit unbearable.

What's more, Zhong Mingxue, who was in charge of packing the gifts, was staring at her with a smile on her face.

Such smiles are rare.

If she saw it normally, Jing Qingxia would grin along with her.

But now she was still waiting for Zhong Mingxue's follow-up action. Except for her flushed face, all her expressions were buried in her muscles and she didn't show it.

"Don't panic, you know I won't hurt you, right?"

Jing Qingxia pursed her lips.

Zhong Mingxue, you are right.

But can you stop standing behind me, and still bend over and lean in my ear and say these lightly?

Jing Qingxia twisted her body uncomfortably, and asked with difficulty: "Is it about to start?"

Zhong Mingxue raised her brows, and asked with a smile: "You can't take it anymore if you ask like this? But, it hasn't started yet."

Zhong Mingxue walked back to Jing Qingxia.

Jing Qingxia usually loves to observe Zhong Mingxue's expression.

Now this expression is obviously never seen before.

With a hint of playfulness, like a naughty kitten, about to make trouble on Jing Qingxia.

Jing Qingxia's legs rubbed against the chair legs uncontrollably.

He licked his parched lips.

"I want to drink water."

"Wait a while, I'll give you a drink later."

Immediately afterwards, the red ribbon became useful, and Jing Qingxia's vision was immediately covered in red.

"Zhong Mingxue."

The moment she was deprived of her sight, Jing Qingxia shouted the name of the kitten in a panic.

"Huh?" The little cat's voice was just like the red ribbon just now.

But in such a situation, it actually brought more temptation.

I don't know if it was her intention, or her own delusion.

Jing Qingxia seemed to be brushed by a cat's tail.

But according to Zhong Mingxue's request, he could only sit on the chair honestly.

If you want to go to rua-rua, this naughty little kitty tail can't do it.

She is sure now.

The tolerance class has begun!

Even if there is no pheromone on the scene.

Her tolerance for Zhong Mingxue was on the verge of limit.

Then at this time Zhong Mingxue walked out of the room at a brisk pace.

Leave a sentence "You sit down and don't move".

Jing Qingxia could only bear the emptiness of shame alone in the room.

After a while, the door was opened again.

"Zhong Mingxue, it's you, hiss—"

Just after calling out his name, Jing Qingxia shuddered again with the fresh lemon smell wafting from his nose.

"Have you started?" It was the question again.

Then I heard Zhong Mingxue's laughter: "You can't even tell the difference between lemon syrup and pheromone after blindfolding?"

Jing Qingxia blushed, pursed her lips, and said bravely: "Then do you want to give me water?"

Reach for the glass of water.

Zhong Mingxue patted her hand lightly: "Don't move, put it back on the armrest."

Jing Qingxia swallowed, and put down her hands honestly.

What was running wild in her mind was the smell of iced limoncello she smelled when she was drinking lemon syrup when she was on the verge of differentiation.

Does Zhong Mingxue want to use "meal replacement" training first?

This made Jing Qingxia temporarily heave a sigh of relief.

If it's pheromone, she probably won't be able to stand it right away.

Originally, she was greedy for the taste of iced lemon wine.

If the iced limoncello is just for self-soothing, then peaceful coexistence is possible.

As long as the iced limoncello has some seductive intentions, she can guarantee that she will definitely lose her armor and lose her armor.

She had longed for that taste for a long time.

Even if she was drunk to death in the wine, she would...

"Well?"

The cold lemon syrup was suddenly brought to my mouth.

Jing Qingxia licked it lightly.

Zhong Mingxue watched Jing Qingxia's little tongue roll out, and blinked involuntarily.

Then this well-behaved puppy slowly rolled the sugar water into its mouth.

Zhong Mingxue's hand holding the cup was so hard that her fingertips turned white.

His eyes wandered over Jing Qingxia's face.

His eyes were blocked by the red ribbon, and his face was reddened by the red ribbon.

Lemon syrup flows from the lips.

Accompanied by Jing Qingxia's swallowing, Zhong Mingxue moved her throat.

When Jing Qingxia finished drinking, Zhong Mingxue felt her mouth was a little dry.

Jing Qingxia needs to train patience.

She needs it too.

Zhong Mingxue pressed her eyes with her hands, and opened them after a while.

Since Jing Qingxia couldn't see, she could only rely on listening.

He didn't hear any movement, and his heart began to restless again.

"Zhong Mingxue, are you still there?"

"Still."

The sound came from the rear left.

Jing Qingxia only felt that there was a mysterious force coming from the direction of the voice that made the left half of her body numb.

His toes struggled hard in the slippers.

Fortunately, she was wearing autumn cotton slippers, so she wouldn't be embarrassed in front of Zhong Mingxue.

Jing Qingxia hurriedly coughed: "What else do you need to do now?"

"I'm watching your glands."

"!!!"

Toes wriggled.

The cotton slippers followed suit.

"Observing the glands" had no meaning to Jing Qingxia, an outsider.

But Jing Qingxia, who has confirmed that the gland and herself are one, seems to be seen through by Zhong Mingxue.

The right half of her body was tingled with numbness.

Her limbs wanted to move, but her willpower forced her to press her limbs tightly against the chair.

If you continue to use more force, this chair may be torn apart by Jing Qingxia.

boo.

softly.

It's like the gas in a hot water bottle pushes the cork open due to thermal expansion and contraction.

The barrier patch was cracked open by the uncontrollable cinnamon pheromone.

Immediately afterwards, the barrier sticker is completely peeled off.

Jing Qingxia squeezed the armrest of the chair tightly in fear.

Worry about the immature cinnamon going to disturb the iced limoncello again.

Nourishes—

Zhong Mingxue had already prepared the blocking agent.

Quickly suppressed the taste of alpha pheromone.

Then quickly tore off a barrier sticker for later use, but did not stick it on immediately.

Jing Qingxia felt a cold touch from the back of her neck.

That was Zhong Mingxue's fingertips spinning around the hot glands.

Slow lap.

Also just turned around.

Jing Qingxia had no resistance to Zhong Mingxue's touch.

Even if the willpower wanted to hold back, the gland wouldn't give her the chance.

The cinnamon poured out and wrapped around Zhong Mingxue's body.

Like a puppy rolling on his body, he is so cute and wants some attention.

Tell Zhong Mingxue clearly: I have feelings for you.

Jing Qingxia bit her lip, feeling embarrassed, but she just couldn't control it.

Fortunately, I soon felt that the barrier patch was applied to the gland, and immediately suppressed the restless pheromone.

Jing Qingxia's fingers were still gripping the armrest of the chair, and now she relaxed a little.

"Come here first today, we will continue tomorrow." Zhong Mingxue left a sentence, and left the room in a panic with a trace of embarrassment.

When Jing Qingxia took off the ribbons from her eyes, Zhong Mingxue had already left.

Only the taste of lemon remains on the tongue.

It's hard to tell if it's the smell of lemon syrup or pheromones lingering in the air.

It seemed to leave a response for Jing Qingxia.

Jing Qingxia licked it subconsciously.

She likes the smell of lemon, and even more like the lemon smell on Zhong Mingxue's body.

It seems that she can understand what Lin Chanjuan said before.

……

The short pheromone tolerance training course last night brought Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue something new, but they couldn't tell what it was.

The vibe is subtle.

Like Jing Guangyao can't detect it.

But Lin Chanjuan can.

such as.

While Jing Qingxia was having breakfast, she suddenly handed Zhong Mingxue two slices of oranges.

Zhong Mingxue did not refuse, but readily accepted.

The moment their eyes briefly met at this moment, they were both too calm as if they were trying to hide some emotion.

When the line of sight is about to separate, it is like drawing silk again, sticking and slow.

After they separated, only a trace of youthful shyness remained on the faces of the two little girls, and they didn't say much else.

It is conceivable that after dinner last night, the process of being alone for the two of them should be very interesting.

But as an elder, Lin Chanjuan was very clear about her sense of propriety, she didn't ask or mention anything.

What is said at the dinner table, only a senior high school parent should care about.

Maintaining a gentle smile, reminded the two little girls not to be too tired.

The two nodded in agreement, and then hurried out.

As soon as they went out, the two of them tacitly did not speak, but just went to push the bicycle out.

Riding a car all the way.

Now that the weather is getting colder and colder, it is barely acceptable to ride a bike.

"After a while, I might have to go to school by car. It's too cold to ride a bike, and I'm prone to catch a cold." Coming to the school gate, Jing Qingxia seemed to be looking for something to talk about.

Zhong Mingxue initially requested to ride a bicycle because she rejected riding with Jing Qingxia and didn't want to bother her uncle and aunt to arrange a driver and a bicycle alone.

But now, if Jing Qingxia made the request, of course she would not refuse.

"Okay, you look at the arrangement, I have no objection."

Zhong Mingxue said this very casually.

Jing Qingxia smiled at the school gate.

On the first day of school, I also walked in side by side with Zhong Mingxue like this. How dare I imagine such a day at that time.

"Hello, two seniors." The weekly shift at the door was lined up with freshmen.

As a popular person on campus, it's not surprising to be greeted like this.

Jing Qingxia nodded calmly, and smiled slightly, looking a little ruffian.

Zhong Mingxue, the Flower of Gaoling, only nodded her head, the curve of her mouth was not obvious, but it was considered a smile.

The two school girls suppressed their excitement.

After Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue had gone far away, they started whispering.

"Senior Qingxia's smile is so charming!"

"Shut up, she belongs to Senior Sister Mingxue!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, I'm also their CP fan, so right!"

"Because it's so good to eat! Crazy school bully x Gao Leng, vice president, and two beauties, who doesn't love it!"

"That's right, and the school tyrant is aggressive to the outside world, and when he treats the vice president, he has a gentle face." Another elementary school girl joined in.

"That's right, that's right, the vice president is also a flower of the Outer Highlands, and he's really gentle and sweet to the school bully." The original two echoed.

I don't know how these messy character designs are arranged.

The school girls held hands and said in unison, "It's time to eat."

Xiang Jiayou, who passed by the three school girls, had a cold face.

Both hands were clenched into fists, almost crushing the application form in his hand.

He took several deep breaths before holding back, and walked towards the student union office.

He submitted the form in his hand.

Sitting in the office, Mo Yingcai looked up, with a strange expression on his face: "You want to apply to be a field inspector for winter vacation practice?"

"Yes, is there any problem, President?" Xiang Jiayou showed the alpha's confident friendliness.

Mo Yingcai didn't respond, but just took over the wrinkled form: "How should I put it... The specific situation needs to be discussed and analyzed, but your form has been sent over, and we will refer to it."

"Okay, thank you President." Xiang Jiayou happily left the student union office.

It was Mo Yingcai who took out the form to look at it again, then shook his head, and put it in a drawer beside him.

It is also a characteristic of the private first high school that the senior three organization supports the winter vacation practice in the countryside.

A feature of some sort of vanity engineering, but one that also offers real benefits to the countryside.

It is supported and respected by the major families.

Therefore, the school board arranges the student union to operate this matter every year.

This year is no exception.

This matter was notified last weekend.

Mo Yingcai mentioned it in the group at that time, and those who are interested in going on a field trip can apply on their own initiative.

Zhong Mingxue hardly thought about it, so she bluntly said in the group that she wanted to apply.

Mo Yingcai knew that Zhong Mingxue wanted to leave an exposure before the big families, so she took the initiative to apply for this thankless job.

At that time, he still smiled and said: "Let's be formal, fill in the application form and go through the process."

Only in this way can Zhong Mingxue leave a text file.

But unexpectedly, early in the morning, instead of waiting for Zhong Mingxue's application form, Xiang Jiayou's came instead.

What a hassle.

……

Jing Qingxia was sitting in the classroom, writing in her hands the new task practice given by Zhong Mingxue, which was much easier than before.

Xiang Jiayou came to the classroom and sat next to Jing Qingxia, but with contempt on his face.

He knew that Jing Qingxia's "tutor" was Zhong Mingxue.

During this period of time, I also found out all kinds of rumors about Jing Qingxia from the past to the present.

She is just a playful young lady, but because of Zhong Mingxue, she suddenly became the obedient student who seems to be very self-motivated.

"What if there is no Zhong Mingxue? What are you?"

Xiang Jiayou couldn't help asking what was in his heart.

Jing Qingxia raised her eyebrows after hearing this.

Needless to say, she really thought about this problem.

He replied: "That is, if Zhong Mingxue hadn't helped me, I would have been an ordinary young lady from a rich family, with a family fortune of billions. If I didn't work hard, I would be arrested and go back to inherit the family business. It's really nothing.

"Hey, it's so distressing. Fortunately, Zhong Mingxue doesn't dislike me and is willing to help me with my studies."

Help, there is a tenth-level master of Versailles who is abusing people here!

After listening to the tablemate in the front row, he suppressed laughing and cursing, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The body trembled.

Jing Qingxia looked at Xiang Jiayou.

The corner of Xiang Jiayou's mouth twitched, he must be regretting why he asked such a thoughtless question half a minute ago.

Jing Qingxia smiled.

She has been at the same table with Xiang Jiayou for a while now, and she has a certain understanding of this person.

No matter how the original text describes the hero.

But the excellence of being a paper man was not projected on this man.

His only saving grace is that he is good at reading.

Other than that there is nothing left.

The disadvantages are visible to the naked eye.

He is ruthless, always has a natural admiration and fear for high-level alphas, and looks down on lower-level alphas, or even alphas of the same level.

Simply put, it is an A cancer that is deeply influenced by the ABO hierarchy.

And because his family is an unknown small family, he also has a hatred of the rich.

If he is allowed to hang out with a rich lady, he will be a standard phoenix man.

If the rules of the world insist that Zhong Mingxue get together with this kind of person, then he is really blind, and the world will be destroyed sooner.

Xiang Jiayou held back for a long time, and only let out a cold snort.

Oh, this point is quite in line with the so-called "cold on the outside" set by the male protagonist of the paper man.

Jing Qingxia didn't bother to talk to him, and lowered her head to write practice again.

But after a while, Xiang Jiayou also wanted to make Jing Qingxia angry.

So he squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I have already submitted an application for a winter vacation field trip. I will go with Zhong Mingxue. You can't restrict her freedom!"

Zhong Mingxue will go, and will go with her, unless Jing Qingxia uses coercive means.

If so, Jing Qingxia's true face will be exposed!

Xiang Jiayou insisted that Zhong Mingxue was only deceived by Jing Qingxia's superficial skills, as long as she could see the true face of this person clearly, everything would be solved easily.

Jing Qingxia raised her eyebrows.

Think of the original.

The heroine and heroine did apply to participate in the inspection mission at the same time, and the little cannon fodder followed.

But, what does it have to do with the original now?

The poor male protagonist doesn't know that the world line has changed.

Looking at Xiang Jiayou's appearance, Jing Qingxia wanted to laugh.

She admitted that when Xiang Jiayou first came, she thought countless times that this is the chosen one, and she really has something special.

just now.

But that's it.

"Why should I restrict her freedom?"

Xiang Jiayou frowned.

Wondering how Jing Qingxia didn't care that she and Zhong Mingxue went to participate in this inspection together?

I heard Jing Qingxia continue to say: "You don't seem to know that I am a non-staff family member of the student union and have the right to choose first?"

Of course Xiang Jiayou knew that Jing Qingxia had a good relationship with the student union.

Otherwise, after he entered the student union, many people would not give him a good face.

He always thought it was Jing Qingxia's arrangement.

But how can a young lady like Jing Qingxia endure the hardships in the mountains, what good intentions can she really have in the past?

He looked at Jing Qingxia warily.

Jing Qingxia didn't know what Xiang Jiayou was guessing with a villain's heart, even if she knew, she didn't bother to explain.

It seems that this person doesn't understand the principle that the righteous will help more than the unrighteous.

I don't know the power of money behind it.

"Don't deceive people too much. Zhong Mingxue is not your vassal. It is illegal for you to restrict her like this." Xiang Jiayou thought for a long time, and could only come to such a conclusion.

Jing Qingxia sighed.

The male protagonist actually has such thoughts, and I don't know if he will scold himself for being shameless in the original work through mental control so that only hatred remains in the female protagonist's heart?

But she didn't want to talk too much with this person, so she yelled loudly: "Zhong Mingxue."

Jing Qingxia opened her mouth.

All the noise in the class stopped, and all the attention fell on these two people.

Zhong Mingxue looked back at her.

The light falls and the angle is just right.

Zhong Mingxue's face was full of softness that was not usually seen.

It's like looking back at Jing Hongyi, who was found after all the hard work when filming a campus idol drama.

Jing Qingxia grinned: "Let's have lunch together, and then I will accompany you to the student union meeting."

"Okay." Zhong Mingxue nodded and readily accepted.

Just such a short conversation.

The whole class couldn't help but pursed their lips and snickered.

Or pat the classmate at the same table excitedly to relieve the excitement in my heart.

Yuan Leshan was not in a good mood today, he still twisted his body because of this scene.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Duan Yajie.

Duan Yajie's gaze never left Yuanle Mountain, now she met her gaze and sat up straight.

Yuan Leshan took it back as if nothing happened, and only left Duan Yajie a back view.

"..."

The class owns its emotions.

Xiang Jiayou took two deep breaths, glaring at Qingxia.

Jing Qingxia could even feel the pheromones on this person, which was aggressive.

Bitter tea.

Yo, is it really related to green tea?

Jing Qingxia didn't care about the threat of his pheromone at all, even took out a blocker from the drawer, and sprayed it directly on Xiang Jiayou's face.

That action was like spraying insecticide, trying to wipe out the big pests in front of him.

"What are you doing!" Xiang Jiayou couldn't bear it anymore.

Jing Qingxia was surprised instead: "Your pheromones have come out, I'm helping you, you don't want to be caught and criticized by the inspector teacher, right? Why are you so narrow-minded, you don't know how to thank me, and you are angry."

"..." After the green tea label, Xiang Jiayou was given a small-minded label.

"Pfft." The students in the front row couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Jing Qingxia, what kind of eccentric speech is this?

Xiang Jiayou's deflated look is too funny.

Suddenly, I really wanted to go to the student union at noon to see what kind of scene there would be.

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