Delay first love

Zhong Ye originally planned to go home, but he thought of the pork ribs that had just been thawed in the microwave, and the nutritious meal that he had agreed to make for Lu Jincheng. Under the dilemma, he finally chose to stay in Changming's apartment for a while.

Anyway, he was alone at home, and Zhong Jiaming would never abandon the mahjong table just because of his differentiation.

He lay exhausted on the bed in the guest room, and fell asleep as soon as he fell, and it was already night when he woke up again. He struggled to get up to make dinner, but Lu Jincheng directly put the pork rib soup and two small dishes on the table on the small table in front of him.

"I asked my aunt to come over and make it, eat it quickly."

Zhong Ye's eyes were full of sleepiness, and before he could recover, Lu Jincheng stuffed chopsticks and spoons into his hands.

"Aunt Yao called you just now, but I can't answer it for you."

Zhong Ye hurriedly called back, and Yao Yan scolded him as soon as he got through, "Why didn't you answer the call? Just now, you're not at home, why are you running so crazy?"

Zhong Ye glanced at Lu Jincheng, and lied in a low voice, "At Qian Ningwei's house."

"Why did you go to his house? Going to read comics again?"

"...No." Zhong Ye hesitated.

"I just bought a suppression patch and some oral liquid supplements for vitamins. I put them in your room. Your physical foundation is poor, and now you have differentiated into an omega, and you are easily influenced by others. Don't run around these days. Listen. Have you arrived yet?"

"Hmm." Zhong Ye suddenly wanted to cry, his mother's care and concern could always hit his weakness, even if Yao Yan was merciless, Zhong Ye knew that Yao Yan loved him very much.

"Okay, I'm off to work, you should pay attention to yourself, there are not enough inhibitor suppression stickers, just tell me, and I will buy them for you."

"Okay," Zhong Ye sniffled and muttered, "Thank you, Mom."

Lu Jincheng stood beside the bed very quietly, and handed over tissues in good time. Zhong Ye didn't wipe away his tears, but reached out and touched the back of his neck. The newly differentiated glands would release a large amount of pheromone, and the restraining stickers needed to be replaced every two hours. Zhong Ye slept for nearly four hours in one go, and the restraint stickers had already lost their effectiveness.

He felt itchy, and after scratching it twice, he was about to tear it off, but just halfway through it, he heard Lu Jincheng's cough trying to cover up, Zhong Ye was taken aback, and then realized that there was an alpha of the same age standing beside him.

He tore off the restraining stickers in front of Lu Jincheng. This kind of behavior in many film and television dramas has the meaning of seduction.

Zhong Ye clutched both sides of the collar of the sweater, tightly circled his neck, and pretended to be a quail in front of Lu Jincheng, but he overestimated Lu Jincheng, Lu Jincheng didn't react at all, and asked Zhong Ye in a daze what's wrong, is it okay? Comfortable.

Zhong Ye sighed, got out of bed alone, went to the entrance hall, and took a new restraining sticker.

Just as he was about to paste it, Lu Jincheng stopped him, "Take a towel and wipe it off."

Zhong Ye, who was an omega on the first day, was not familiar with these things. He thought he was stupid again, so he stood obediently where he was, and waited for Lu Jincheng to bring a hot towel to help him wipe the sweat around the glands. Zhong Ye lowered his head, and Lu Jincheng helped him paste a new restraining sticker.

It was very itchy, Zhong Ye's fingertips poked his palm firmly, to avoid being seen by Lu Jincheng that his legs were weak.

The touched gland seemed to release an electric current, and it rushed to the whole body quickly. Zhong Ye suddenly felt numb all over, an indescribable feeling. In fact, he shouldn't get too close to Lu Jincheng, but he couldn't help it.

During the meal, Zhong Ye was idle and bored, and flipped through his differentiation report, "The pheromone level is level five...is level five very low?"

"Normal, most people are level five."

"Oh, what do you mean by mild pheromone?"

"smell."

Zhong Ye sniffed, but he could only smell the aroma of food. He took a sip of the soup, thought for a long time, and suddenly realized: "So you always said you could smell me, so it turned out to be true."

Lu Jincheng nodded.

"What's that smell?" Zhong Ye was very curious. He was immersed in the mixed emotions of shock and fear all afternoon, and he didn't pay attention to the smell of his pheromone at all.

"It's very sweet, like gardenia and peach, I can't describe it."

Zhong Ye was a little ashamed by Lu Jincheng's words, he hummed briefly, and then ate with a sullen head.

When leaving, Lu Jincheng took a taxi and took Zhong Ye downstairs. He handed the medicine bag to Zhong Ye, and the two stood facing each other. Neither of them said goodbye. In the end, it was Zhong Jiaming who came back early. , ran into them both.

Zhong Jiaming still had an impression of this young master from a rich family. Before he could ask a question, Zhong Ye rushed to answer: "I met you on the road. I have a lot of things in my hand. Classmate Lu helped me carry them here."

Lu Jincheng doesn't understand why Zhong Ye always hides things about him. Before eating, he lied to Yao Yan that he was at a classmate's house, and now he uses such lame lies to lie to Zhong Jiaming. Lu Jincheng doesn't understand: To be with him is to A very unspeakable thing?

Zhong Jiaming laughed dryly, rubbed his hands and said to Lu Jincheng, "Xiao Lu wants to sit upstairs?"

Lu Jincheng declined, "Thank you uncle, I just happened to pass by, it's getting late, and it's time for me to go back."

He glanced at Zhong Ye without emotion, Zhong Ye felt it, but because of Zhong Jiaming, he couldn't explain it.

When going upstairs, Zhong Jiaming asked Zhong Ye: "You have a good relationship with this young master?"

"No intersection."

"If there is no intersection, he can condescend to help you carry things," Zhong Jiaming began to talk eloquently: "The boss of Boya Daily Chemicals is always his mother, and the boss of Shengnan Group is his stepfather, Xiaoye, if you can hand in this Friends, you don’t have to worry about finding a job in the future.”

Zhong Ye was annoyed by hearing this.

"I heard your mother say that any vase or decoration in his house costs hundreds of thousands. Your father worked so hard in Hong Kong back then, but he couldn't make so much money."

"You can play a little less mahjong."

Zhong Jiaming was not annoyed either, and said with a casual smile: "Okay, Dad won't play mahjong anymore."

"Are you still gambling?"

Zhong Jiaming's complexion changed, and he immediately replied: "If you don't want to gamble, just play some small mahjong games worth 20 yuan, with your old friends like Uncle Li and Uncle Yang."

"Oh, anyway, you don't want to gamble, mom is very hard."

"She doesn't work hard," Zhong Jiaming waved his hands disapprovingly, and said with a smile, "That family treats her very well."

Seeing that Zhong Ye's brows were tightly furrowed, he restrained himself a bit, and stroked Zhong Ye's hair, "Okay, okay, dad said something wrong, dad knows your mother has worked hard, and will share more in the future."

Zhong Ye sighed silently.

Is there a normal father in this world?

Zhong Ye couldn't figure it out, what Yao Yan said a long time ago sounded again in his mind, when he was annoyed by Yao Yan's control, he couldn't help saying that his father was better, Yao Yan immediately exploded like a firecracker, Zhong Ye Ye quickly apologized and explained: "I mean my dad may not be a good husband, but he is a good father."

Yao Yan sneered and said, "Good father? What did he do to you? Yes, he played with you to make you happy, but did he help you with your homework once? When you were sick, who would stay with you without eating or drinking?" Are you by my side? What a heartless thing."

Zhong Ye stopped talking, and later he never dared to mention Zhong Jiaming in front of Yao Yan.

After returning home, Zhong Ye took a shower, and before going to bed, he sent a message to Lu Jincheng, "Have you slept yet?"

Zhong Ye wanted to explain the lie in front of him today, but Lu Jincheng didn't reply him. Zhong Ye stared at the screen for a long time, until his eyelids started to fight, he didn't receive any news from Lu Jincheng.

On the way out of school the next day, someone pulled Zhong Ye's hat from behind. Zhong Ye turned around and saw that it was Qian Ningwei. Qian Ningwei and him were classmates from elementary school to junior high school. He was an alpha, and was ridiculed by his classmates after school and clamored to have his glands removed. He told Zhong Ye countless times in an envious tone that he wanted to become a beta like Zhong Ye.

Today, he took Zhong Ye's shoulder as usual and asked, "Xiao Ye, when will you finish the portrait my girlfriend asked you to draw?"

"The drawing is finished, I'll give it to you at the intersection ahead." Zhong Ye glanced at the hand on his shoulder, coughed twice, and said in a serious tone: "That... forgot to tell you, I split up yesterday, It's an omega."

Qian Ningwei reacted for a long time, then he was stunned, and then he took three steps back and said in disbelief: "Omega?"

Zhong Ye scratched his head, "I didn't expect that either."

Qian Ningwei looked regretful, "Okay, then I wish you good luck."

Lu Jincheng was sitting in the car driving to the villa, looking at the roads on both sides aimlessly. The car slowly stopped at the traffic light. Lu Jincheng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw two people standing in front of the zebra crossing. One of them was Zhong Ye .

The boy beside Zhong Ye was slightly taller than Zhong Ye, his arm was resting on Zhong Ye's shoulder, and the two were talking intimately.

Lu Jincheng's eyes darkened, and the driver suddenly felt an invisible airflow roaring from all around him, which made him tremble all over. Before the green light came, he stepped on the accelerator, and when he realized it, he slammed on the brakes, and the tires rubbed against the ground. There was an ear-piercing sound, and pedestrians on both sides looked over one after another, including Zhong Ye. He turned his head immediately, and then saw the familiar crystal black luxury car.

He squinted and looked at the license plate number.

It really is Lu Jincheng's car.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and called Lu Jincheng. After Lu Jincheng got through, he didn't speak. Zhong Ye was very anxious, "I saw your car on the road. Are you in the car? What happened just now? Hey, hey, green light Come on, wait for me, are you in the car?"

Before Lu Jincheng could answer, the car had already driven out.

Zhong Ye chased after him recklessly, the car drove to the next intersection, and disappeared. Zhong Ye stepped on the curb, panting and holding his knees, and said angrily: "What, don't say whether you are here, I'm still here Thought something happened."

He muttered and complained: "I've been ignoring people since yesterday, and I'm sure I'll be fine tomorrow, idiot!"

Qian Ningwei caught up, "Damn, what's the matter with you?"

Zhong Ye couldn't explain, so he could only say: "I saw the wrong car."

Qian Ningwei didn't believe it, "The car worth more than 300 million yuan has nothing to do with you? What could you be wrong about?"

Zhong Ye was flabbergasted, "It's just a mistake."

He scratched his neck in embarrassment, and when he turned around, he saw Lu Jincheng with a cloudy face.

"You—" Zhong Ye was stunned.

Sensing the oppressive feeling of the high-level alpha, Qian Ningwei subconsciously took two steps back. He stretched out his hand to pull Zhong Ye back, and at the same time, Lu Jincheng also raised his hand.

Zhong Ye held Lu Jincheng's wrist, thinking that Lu Jincheng had emotional problems again, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, he was dragged away by Lu Jincheng. They walked to a small alley, and Zhong Ye was even more worried, "What happened? Did you fail the exam? Or did your brother provoke you again? Lu Jincheng, you talk, I'm scared of you."

"Didn't you say you're not afraid of me?" Lu Jincheng finally spoke.

"No, I mean I'm worried."

"Is he the Qian Ningwei you mentioned yesterday?"

"How do you know?" Zhong Ye was surprised.

"Guess," Lu Jincheng asked Zhong Ye with a bad expression on his face, "Why do you want to separate our relationship in front of your parents? Can't we even be friends?"

How should Zhong Ye explain it? He said he was afraid that my mother would scold me for using my brain without studying all day long, or that he was afraid that my father would rely on your family, so he grabbed his schoolbag in distress.

Lu Jincheng took his silence as an acquiescence.

He said to himself in his heart: Look, how could someone really want to approach you?

Zhong Ye felt the anger and impatience emanating from Lu Jincheng's body. It was the first time he felt this oppression as an omega. He didn't know what to do. This is not Lu's house or Changming's apartment. In the street where people come and go, he was afraid that Lu Jincheng would get angry, so he stood on tiptoe and hugged Lu Jincheng.

He rubbed Lu Jincheng's hair and whispered, "We are more than just friends."

Lu Jincheng saw Zhong Ye's fair shoulders protruding from the collar of his sweater.

He wants to bite.

It seems that one bite can vent all his dissatisfaction. For example, Lu Yue hasn't seen him for three days, for example, his father's death anniversary will be in a few days, for example, Zhong Ye just hooked up with another boy.

Very angry and want to bite.

Seeing that Lu Jincheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhong Ye leaned back a little, and then saw Lu Jincheng staring at his shoulder with firm eyes and an innocent expression.

Inexplicably, he understood Lu Jincheng's intentions. After struggling for a moment, he resigned himself to tiptoeing again and got closer. A few seconds later, Lu Jincheng lowered his head and bit Zhong Ye's shoulder.

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