115 Episode 21: abo (2) [full text]

The relationship between Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng has always been maintained within a very strange critical range. At the beginning, everyone thought they had fallen in love with a top-notch omega, but who knew that when the black cloth was lifted, everyone was an alpha fighting with a bayonet.

This society is normal and normal, and strange and strange. The rapid expansion of the population has made the pros and cons of genes tend to be more and more normally distributed, and high-quality alphas and omega have become a minority. Under the huge pressure of marriage and child selection, alpha, who was at the top of the discrimination chain, has become the choice of many omegas who want to improve their genes. Zhou Ziheng lived in an environment of o and a since he was a child. Since elementary school, he has been harassed by many omega and even his parents. The unbearable Zhou Ziheng didn't want to rely on being an alpha to put pressure on others, so he had to transfer to another school, and even concealed his identity as an alpha. He wanted to pretend to be a beta, but then he thought about it, let's make it an omega. No alpha dared to touch him casually.

One pretended to be o because he wanted to harass others, and the other pretended to be o because he was afraid of being harassed. They both saw each other right the first time they met. There are such coincidences in the world.

But why are the two alphas together? forget it.

That being said, neither of the two thought it through. Others only know that alphas have the desire to conquer their omega, but to them, when two possessive alphas meet together, the thrill of conquest is doubled.

Every time in front of outsiders, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng, who were tablemates, always pretended to be very friendly, and they did a good job of saving face, but they often tripped each other up and down.

In physics class, Xia Xiqing bowed his head and drew on the table. Zhou Ziheng thought he was very funny. Every day, he was like a person without bones. Listen, every test score is not low.

"I'll find someone to answer this question." The physics teacher was on the podium, his eyes swept over the students below, and everyone lowered their heads to avoid the teacher's sight.

"Then...Xia Xiqing."

Xia Xiqing, who was immersed in his "creation" and couldn't extricate himself, never heard the teacher call him. After a while, his chair was kicked, and Xia Xiqing turned his face inexplicably to look at the troublemaker sitting next to him. The one said in a low voice, "Why?"

"Xia Xiqing? Why don't you get up and answer the question?"

"Ah?" Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment, saw Zhou Ziheng's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and then turned his head to see the serious-faced physics teacher on the podium. Then he got up slowly. His good psychological quality made him pretend to be stupid when he was dying. , "Teacher, I didn't hear you calling me just now."

The physics teacher held one hand behind his back and held the physics exercise book in the other. A pair of reading glasses drooped in the middle of the bridge of his nose, and his shrewd little eyes looked at Xia Xiqing from the gap on the upper edge of the glasses, "Then tell me, What would you choose for this question?"

How do I know what to choose? Xia Xiqing was completely confused, and he didn't even know which questions the teacher asked. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the deskmate next to him, no matter what, he also tipped himself off just now. It's not that I don't help him much at this time, and I have to send him to the West as well.

But Zhou Ziheng just sat upright, facing the blackboard with the attitude of a good-hearted and good student, without even looking at him.

This man did it on purpose. Xia Xiqing thought.

"Um…"

The girl in the front seat was kind-hearted, she turned her head and reminded him softly, "The last multiple-choice question on page 56."

Xia Xiqing was very grateful, and he would be even more grateful if he said it with the answer. He lowered his head and turned a few pages to find the problem. In fact, Xia Xiqing's physics is not bad, but such a short time allowed him to do this problem that required calculations...

I can't afford to lose this man. Rather than being watched by the whole class, it's better to bow down to Zhou Ziheng. After making some mental preparations, Xia Xiqing stretched out his foot and kicked Zhou Ziheng's chair leg, "Hey." After kicking Zhou Ziheng twice, he turned around and looked at him sideways.

"Um?"

Xia Xiqing winked at him, pointed to the question, "Which one to choose?"

Zhou Ziheng followed his example, propping his chin with his hands, taking every word in a leisurely manner.

"beg me."

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Xia Xiqing's eyes widened a little. What are you kidding?

beg him?

Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows slowly, "Teacher can't wait."

It's a bit of a back.

The physics teacher urged, "Xia Xiqing, do you have an answer?"

Zhou Ziheng was still spinning a pen leisurely. It was obviously less than a minute, but Xia Xiqing felt that the days were like years, the time was stretched all of a sudden, and every frame swayed for a long time. He can't wait.

fuck it.

Zhou Ziheng compromised at the last moment, and said softly, "b."

Xia Xiqing raised his head and said confidently, "I don't know. I just left."

The physics teacher shook his head resentfully, "If you have good grades, you can go to class and not listen to lectures? You have a problem with your attitude recently. You can't be complacent because of your current grades. Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will fall behind." , the teacher sighed, "Sit down, and go to my office after class."

Xia Xiqing nodded and sat down. After the teacher turned his back, he gave Zhou Ziheng a middle finger.

This beam is considered to be closed.

By the time of English class on Friday morning, the situation was reversed.

"Next, please invite a classmate to read this text." The English teacher paced slowly on the podium, and his eyes finally fell to the last row.

"Student Zhou Ziheng, get up and read it to everyone."

After listening, Zhou Ziheng got up, picked up the English class with his right hand, pressed the left hand on the desk, and began to read aloud. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting by the side, looked at him sideways with great interest.

He looks good, has a nice voice, has long legs, a good figure, and a smart mind. Everything is in line with his aesthetics.

It's a pity that it's an alpha, so boring.

After reading the first paragraph, Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt itchy on the side of his thigh. He lowered his head slightly and saw a thin white finger slowly scratching down the side seam of his school uniform trousers.

The moment he lowered his head, Xia Xiqing also looked up at him, his eyes met, he gave a wicked smirk, and looked up at that innocent face.

Zhou Ziheng continued to read the text calmly, speaking at a moderate pace, which seemed to be no problem at all to outsiders, but he knew very well that his heart had already begun to become chaotic.

The finger became more and more arrogant, it moved to the hip bone and then turned back up, the fingertips rubbed against the texture of the fabric, the place it touched seemed to be on fire, faintly hot.

Xia Xiqing enjoyed this teasing process, and when he thought that he had humiliated himself in front of the whole class last time, he felt even more refreshed. Just when his fingers were about to turn back again, a hand grabbed his wrist, forcibly removed his tricky hand, and separated from Zhou Ziheng's straight long legs.

I can really pretend. Xia Xiqing glanced up, Zhou Ziheng was still reading aloud calmly and seriously. Xia Xiqing's wrist bones are very convex, but Zhou Ziheng's strength is just right, and it can even be called not too hard. Since becoming the same table with him, Xia Xiqing found that he was very strange, on the surface he looked very aggressive, even a little cold. But he always inadvertently reveals a kindness that is in great contrast to others. On the Saturday noon holiday, Xia Xiqing, who was pushing his bicycle out of the campus, accidentally saw him squatting behind the gymnasium secretly feeding stray cats.

Can't bear to let the stray cat go hungry, so don't you have the heart to squeeze his wrist too hard?

Feeling that Xia Xiqing was a little more honest, Zhou Ziheng thought about letting go, but the next moment, his hand was held by Xia Xiqing instead, and his slender fingers were embedded in it abruptly. Ambiguous gesture. Zhou Ziheng tried to break free, but Xia Xiqing's strength was far stronger than he imagined, and he would not let go no matter what.

Everyone in the class quietly listened to Zhou Ziheng's reading. Sweat was dripping from Zhou Ziheng's back, and his shirt was tightly stuck to his back, like Xia Xiqing's hand that he couldn't shake off at the moment. He felt that he was beginning to hallucinate, the scent of roses was getting stronger and stronger, and it was about to confuse his brain and his eyes, making him unable to even see the letters in front of him clearly.

The wind in June is so hot that it almost seems to melt the glass window, trying to surge up and wrap him. Wrap this dangerous and taboo moment, and turn the two teenagers holding hands secretly into an eternal amber.

Read the last sentence. Zhou Ziheng felt a faint sense of relief.

"Very good, please sit down."

Xia Xiqing let go of the moment the teacher spoke, ended the bad game, looked up at the blackboard, and pretended to be a well-behaved student. Zhou Ziheng sat down, unable to explain why, his heart beat a little abnormally. His left hand was spread out on his knee under the table, and he lowered his head, Zhou Ziheng looked at his palm calmly, the cold air cooled the sweat on the back of his hand, the gap between his fingers was red, rose, It is the mark left after being held tightly.

It was strange, as if it wasn't this hand that he shook hard.

It is the heart that beats violently after being oppressed.

At this moment, a crazy idea popped up in Zhou Ziheng's mind.

I want to smell the pungent tobacco aroma on his body.

Time goes by so fast, like a faucet that has been forgotten to be turned on, and what is lost can never be caught up. The relationship between the two people is still superficially peaceful and competing with the dark emperor. Everyone puts the other in a very special position, but it seems that no one takes the other seriously. After such a long time, it has become some kind of customary special relationship.

The intramural basketball game was the last event before the holiday. Although Zhou Ziheng was a transfer student, he was targeted by the basketball team because of his nickname of the highest omega in history. The captain of the basketball team is an alpha with long teeth. He is always smiling. He seems to be a relative of Xia Xiqing. The smell is very special, the smell of cedar. He asked Zhou Ziheng to join the basketball team more than once, but Zhou Ziheng was busy participating in the physics competition, so he shied away with an excuse.

Within two days, the basketball manager on the team who looked very quiet also came to lobby him. That guy is even more interesting, he looks like an omega, but he turned out to be a beta, and the smell of pheromone was almost unbearable. Like iced limeade.

Everyone has persuaded him once, but Xia Xiqing, one of the main players in the team, never came to beg him. Occasionally, I met them once in the cafeteria. Seeing these three people sitting and eating together, Zhou Ziheng passed by them with a plate. Xia Xiqing said in a strange way, "Bai Chang is so tall. Chen Chen, don't you think so?"

Xu Qichen's expression was a little embarrassed, "Xi Qing, don't..."

"Don't talk to him." Xia Zhixu didn't even raise his eyelids, "I'll drag you in when the time comes."

Zhou Ziheng glanced at Xia Xiqing, walked to the seat behind them and sat down. During the meal, he heard him talking about the basketball team with a gun and a stick, and those bullying **** in the senior basketball team. Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt that Xia Xiqing seemed to be real in front of these two people.

It made him uncomfortable, uncomfortable in his heart.

I thought that only I knew the true face of this person, but now I realize that I am not the only one. What's even more ridiculous is that these two people are his friends, but I can't find a suitable identity to define it. Undefined, vague, almost torture.

Deskmate? Zhou Ziheng wondered if this was a suitable relationship. But soon he vetoed it again, not inappropriate. He didn't want to.

The day when the basketball game between senior two and senior three started, it happened to be an in-school simulation before Zhou Ziheng's competition. The leader of the physics teaching group organized all the good seedlings to take the mock test in the multimedia classroom. Zhou Ziheng, who was going to take the exam, met Xia Xiqing who was wearing a red jersey in the corridor. The red color made his skin shine brightly in the sun. He also wore a red sports headband, which seemed to have an unusual look. Even the eyes are bright.

What a pity, not omega.

Otherwise, she might have a beautiful baby.

Zhou Ziheng was taken aback by his own thought, lowered his eyes and was about to walk away, but was stopped by Xia Xiqing.

"Why."

Zhou Ziheng stopped and turned to look at him.

"If we lose today." Xia Xiqing showed him a stern expression with that beautiful face that Zhou Ziheng felt sorry for, "I'm not with you."

Maybe he feels like a little tiger now? Zhou Ziheng was almost amused by him. He didn't know why, but he just felt that Xia Xiqing's pretending to be strong was really cute.

"You won't lose."

Zhou Ziheng's voice rarely wears away the usual tit-for-tat aggression, and becomes gloomy, with a hint of tenderness.

Xia Xiqing's heart and senses paused for a moment, and his thoughts were dragged away by his words, until he saw him feeding the cat at the back of the gymnasium that day.

He finally remembered why he couldn't forget that scene. Because at that dusk, when he saw Zhou Ziheng squatting by the grass, a deep bell sounded from the abandoned bell tower of the school, piercing the twilight and giving him an electric shock.

Just like now, the moment I heard Zhou Ziheng speak.

This game is not easy. The whole senior year team is composed of strong alphas. These guys have good golf skills, but their golf skills are as bad as their character, and they especially look down on Omega. There are quite a few omegas in the sophomore basketball team, two of them played in the first half, even though one of them was fake.

Xia Xiqing is the small forward in the team. As a small forward, all he has to do is score. A basketball team dares to give a small forward to an omega. On the one hand, the captain knows the inside story of his disguise. On the other hand, Xia Xiqing is indeed the most suitable candidate. He may not be a small forward with the highest shooting percentage, but he is definitely a small forward who plays fancy enough to disturb the opponent's army.

At the very beginning of the game, the ball was snatched by the captain center of the sophomore pair. Not long after the start, they got off to a good start. The popularity of the Shuangxia team was overwhelming.

"Xia Xiqing!! Come on! Xia Zhixu!! Come on!"

"Xia Xiqing! I can!"

"What can you do, he is also an omega!"

"I don't care!! I just can!"

"They're a bit of a match~"

"The captain's main palace is right there, that beta~"

Seeing the sophomore team score consecutively, the seniors couldn't sit still anymore. They started to play streetball, and they didn't say anything. They played dirty. A fake move attracted the defensive Xia Zhixu. Following the jump, after the opponent finished shooting under the time difference, Xia Zhixu directly hit him due to inertia and was sentenced to a foul.

The forward in the third year of high school is a disgusting alpha, even the smell of pheromone is the smell of heather that Xia Xiqing hates most, when he sees Xia Xiqing who is dribbling, he rushes up, thinking that he is going to grab the ball, but the opponent flops, As a result, Xia Xiqing was also whistled by the referee.

The score was gradually reviewed under the opponent's dirty tricks, Xia Xiqing was panting heavily, and was hit several times in a row, his arm was aching.

"What kind of ball does an omega play?"

The junior high school team substitute on the bench whistled obscenely like a referee, "Go home and have a baby."

Hearing these words, Xia Xiqing turned his head with contemptuous eyes.

"I can play, can you?"

"Trash." Said that he intercepted the opponent's long pass, broke into the opponent's penalty area with extremely fast offensive speed, and dunked with one hand.

"Fuck, this explosive power!"

"Ahhhhhh, brother Xiqing, I can do it!!"

"I'm so handsome, Xia Xiqing! The most handsome omega in history!"

With both feet on the ground, Xia Xiqing panted and brushed a handful of hair, smiled and gestured a **** to the cold bench over there. This slam dunk greatly boosted the morale of the sophomore, and also aroused the anger of the senior team.

The cheers outside were so passionate that Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting in the multimedia room on the third floor, could hear it. It was obviously very noisy and affected his performance, but it made him work faster on the questions.

After all, he still wanted to see for himself what Xia Xiqing looked like when he was playing.

"Oh my god, get out of class is finally over. I'm going to watch the ball game." Two girls passed by, and one of them said excitedly, "Second year and senior year are dueling, and there are many handsome guys and thieves in the second year. Do you know Xia Xiqing, who is super good-looking, what a pity He's an omega."

"Just now I heard that Xia Xiqing was beaten badly down there."

"What?? How is it possible?"

Zhou Ziheng's mood now is actually the same as this girl's.

How can it be.

"The third year of high school was very dirty. I kept playing dirty tricks, and the referee made black whistles. Now it seems that I started hitting people on purpose. If I continue to play like this, I may be injured."

"No, I'm going to cheer for brother Xi Qing..."

The two girls gradually drifted away, and their voices gradually became inaudible. Zhou Ziheng stared at his paper, and there was one last question left on the last big question.

His heart pounded violently against his chest, as if trying to break free. Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath, and worked hard to clear his mind. It's just playing ball, even if you get injured, it's a common thing, not to mention what does it have to do with him, Zhou Ziheng.

"Everyone calm down, you must check carefully after writing." The teacher walked back and forth on the podium, "Don't make mistakes that shouldn't be made."

Holding the pen and writing the last question, Zhou Ziheng turned the paper over and checked from the first question. The cheers outside the window grew louder. He heard Xia Xiqing's name from the mouths of countless people, and the face in his mind became more and more concrete.

[If I lose today...]

That face said harsh words to him so badly.

If you lose.

A bird on the railing of the corridor outside the window suddenly flapped its wings, flew up all of a sudden, and flew towards the center of the crowd. Xia Xiqing, who was on the field with the ball, was pinched back and forth by two people. His neck became red from the violent movement, and his eyes looked back and forth, trying to find a suitable time to break through the defense. He reached out and pretended to pass the ball to the center. Two defensive opponents were about to intercept, but found that his arms flicked and he had brought the ball under the backboard.

The opponent's striker's eyes were red when he saw Xia Xiqing rushing in like this. Xia Xiqing raised his foot and was about to make a layup. He stretched his arms, but his back was hit violently. He was almost dizzy due to the force, and he rushed straight to the basketball hoop. He was knocked down to the ground with his knees and calves. Scratches all over the front. The referee blew the whistle, and his teammates came forward to help him. Xia Xiqing gritted his teeth and tried to get up with his palms on the ground, but his vision was still dark, and he couldn't change it for a long time. The most frightening thing was that he found that his ankle was sprained.

"Hold…"

"Substitute." Xia Zhixu was very decisive.

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"Who to replace? Who to replace?" Xia Xiqing frowned tightly, and couldn't hold back his emotions all of a sudden, "Who the **** will lose!"

Suddenly, a calm voice came from the crowd.

"Who said that."

Following the prestige, a tall figure appeared in the field of vision that gradually regained clarity.

Zhou Ziheng...

Zhou Ziheng, who walked over from the crowd, pulled off his school uniform jacket, took it off and threw it in the red team's waiting area. Xu Qichen, who was sitting next to the alternate player, reacted quickly and threw a red uniform at him. He stretched out his left hand to catch the jersey, grabbed the hem of the vest with his right hand and pulled it, and took off the vest with one hand.

Looking at the muscles involved with his movements, Xia Xiqing's heart jumped twice.

Zhou Ziheng quickly put on his jersey and raised his hand to signal the referee to make a substitution. The injured Xia Xiqing was helped off by Xu Qichen, and the moment he passed by Zhou Ziheng, he heard him speak.

"Although I wish you were not with me." Zhou Ziheng's mouth curled up.

"But as I said, you won't lose."

"I won't let you lose."

There was indeed something wrong with the heart.

Xia Xiqing lowered his head, sweat dripping on Zhou Ziheng's long shadow on the ground.

He couldn't control it. At the moment when hormones and pheromones collided violently, Xia Xiqing smelled the only smell of gunpowder smoke.

The senior three team didn't expect that there was such a high-level candidate hidden in the second year of high school. Although they looked a little nervous, they still had to pretend on the surface, let alone an omega.

"Fuck, what the **** are the omegas eating these days, one is taller than the other."

"What's wrong with Gao?" A defender on the opposite side was unconvinced, "If you ask him to bow his head when he is in heat, he still has to bow his head??"

Zhou Ziheng's sharp-edged jaw slightly raised, and the red setting sun shone on his face. He held the ball in his right hand and patted it on the ground, "What about omega?"

His tall stature and aggressive face condensed into an extremely strong air pressure.

"It still beats you submissively."

The whistle sounded. Everyone threw themselves into the battle, and Zhou Ziheng was extremely fast. Before everyone had time to react, he dribbled the ball straight into the penalty area, and the opponent didn't even have time to defend.

"Return to defense! Quick!"

Three-step layup.

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"That's right." Amidst the cheers, Zhou Ziheng smiled, "I never bow my head."

Xia Xi, who was sitting on the bench waiting to be bandaged, stared at Zhou Ziheng quietly. His height advantage almost suppressed the audience, and all the opponent's long passes were blocked, not to mention his strong physical fitness and explosive power, which made the opponent unable to stop him.

"Is this really an omega..."

"What kind of fairy omegas are there in the second year of high school..."

"Damn it, press it on the ground and hit it."

In the second half, the fight became more and more intense. Because Xia Xiqing was bruised and left the field, everyone in the sophomore team was angry and played harder and harder. The score gap was widened under the leadership of the captain and Zhou Ziheng. There was not much time left. The ball was about to go inside, Xia Zhixu rushed up to defend, and Zhou Ziheng happened to come over, but he suddenly said, "Zhixu, who injured him?"

Xia Zhixu was stunned for a moment, and was almost taken advantage of by the opponent to go inside. Fortunately, Zhou Ziheng directly blocked the ball.

"12th."

"Understood." Zhou Ziheng turned around and dribbled the ball. No. 12 was defending the rebound inside the opponent's interior. Originally, he wanted to shoot a three-pointer directly, but when he saw No. 12 was under the backboard, he simply changed his plan and went straight to the rebound.

On the 12th, I saw him getting ready for a layup. He took off and stretched out his hand to grab a rebound, but Zhou Ziheng just made a fake move, and his toes didn't touch the ground. Instead, he threw the ball to another omega teammate who was also under the backboard. Quickly caught the ball and made up the rebound. No. 12 couldn't control his body, and fell forward on the ground under the action of inertia.

"The third year of high school is too late."

"Didn't you see, the sophomore team is now pointing to number 12!"

"Awesome! The sophomore team is awesome!"

In the last few minutes, Zhou Ziheng was almost staring at No. 12 alone, defending him while provoking him, making No. 12 almost go crazy. When it was about to end, the score was already more than 20 points behind, and it was impossible to catch up. The opponent was struggling, but the long pass was intercepted by Zhou Ziheng who was in the center of the field. No. 12 was in front of him. Zhou Ziheng almost didn't jump, just stood straight, with one hand raised high. No. 12 jumped up on the spot, trying to steal the ball from him.

The whistle sounded.

"The game is over. The sophomore school team wins!"

Zhou Ziheng still maintained the posture before the end, took two steps backwards, palmed the ball with one hand, and slammed the ball at the position of No. 12. A basketball bounced high, scaring No. 12 back again and again. several steps.

"Boom-boom-boom..."

The basketball bounces lower and lower, and eventually rolls away.

Zhou Ziheng glanced contemptuously, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and left the court. He didn't intend to celebrate with his teammates at first, but he was also dragged by the basketball manager Xu Qichen, "Let's take a photo together."

The wounded Xia Xiqing was also involved in Xu Qichen's life and death. Xia Xiqing, who was not going to be in the middle, jumped on the ground with his feet, and several big boys crowded around, almost knocking him down.

"Hey, I'll go..."

Suddenly, a pair of hands supported his elbow from behind. Xia Xiqing turned around and saw Zhou Ziheng's face. Strange to say, the hostility in him seemed to disappear in an instant. Xia Xiqing couldn't figure out why a person could switch his aura so quickly. After supporting him, Zhou Ziheng also naturally came to his side.

Xia Xiqing turned his face away, and heard Zhou Ziheng whispering beside him. @无限好文, all in Jamie

"Your taste is about to change."

Xia Xiqing knew it without him reminding him.

"Look at the camera—"

Xia Xiqing twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing his trademark hypocritical smile.

"The same to you."

During self-study next night, Xia Xiqing, who lost one leg, seemed to be stuck to the bench, motionless. The students around him left one after another, and even Zhou Ziheng, who was packing his schoolbag slowly, was about to leave.

"Hey." Xia Xiqing grabbed his arm, "Don't go."

Zhou Ziheng paused, looked at Xia Xiqing, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Xiqing always had a nice smile, and said with a natural look, "You take me back."

"Why?" Zhou Ziheng asked seriously.

"No reason, aren't you a nice guy?" Xia Xiqing held his fingers tightly, "Since you helped me win the game, send Buddha to the West."

After entanglement for a long time, Zhou Ziheng finally compromised and drove Xia Xiqing home on his bicycle. The wheels of the bicycle bumped across the uneven road. Xia Xiqing felt his heart fall and fall, and his mind was dizzy. He felt that the sweet vanilla smell on his body was particularly good.

Craving for a vanilla flavored cake. Xia Xiqing thought while holding the lower edge of the seat.

No, it's still ice cream.

Walking across a protruding iron bar on the ground, he slammed it violently, knocking away all Xia Xiqing's previous thoughts, and in a daze, he fell into the downhill wind without warning. The wind stuffed the vanilla smell from Zhou Ziheng's body to Xia Xiqing in the back seat, so much that he was almost overwhelmed by the sweetness.

No, he still wanted Zhou Ziheng.

According to Xia Xiqing's instructions, Zhou Ziheng rode his bicycle into a quiet neighborhood and came downstairs to Unit 1. The street lights here seemed to be broken, and the surrounding area was very dark.

"Here we are." Zhou Ziheng stopped the car and stepped on the ground with one foot.

"Oh." Xia Xiqing jumped out of the car with one foot lifted, thanked him with his back turned, took two steps, and stopped again. The moonlight shone on his back, casting a faint halo all over his body.

Or maybe it was just Zhou Ziheng's illusion.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he was not moving, Zhou Ziheng said again, "Oh, you can't get up, right?" Said he parked the car, "I'll help you up."

He walked over and grabbed Xia Xiqing's arm, but couldn't move him.

"Hello…"

The next second, Xia Xiqing turned around and kissed Zhou Ziheng.

The tobacco smell on his body couldn't be covered no matter what, it became stronger and stronger, and with a stubbornness, it hooked up the pheromones of the gunpowder smell on Zhou Ziheng's body, and entangled them together.

This smell is really too strong, like a blazing fire, and like a bomb that will explode in the next moment.

Amid the intensifying pheromones, Xia Xiqing tightly grasped Zhou Ziheng's front of his school uniform, with the tip of his tongue arbitrarily prying open the other's teeth, and the crazy thoughts in his mind drove him to encourage him to kiss Zhou Ziheng in a disorderly manner.

Zhou Ziheng's first reaction to this surprise attack was to push him away, but he soon realized that Xia Xiqing was a wounded person. The hand he was about to push away landed on Xia Xiqing's shoulder, grabbing his shoulder to separate him from himself.

Xia Xiqing was panting, her face was pale under the moonlight, but she was pretty. The aroma of roses was too strong, sweet and sensual under the background of tobacco, which made Zhou Ziheng's brain hot. Seeing that Xia Xiqing opened his mouth slightly, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just turned around stubbornly, jumped slowly to the downstairs of the unit building, and the moonlight couldn't catch up with him in the end , and plunged him into darkness.

I want you.

He didn't say that.

don't you want me

He didn't say it either.

The tip of the tongue seemed to be bitten, and a faint smell of blood permeated from the mouth. Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes, looked at the first step, and was about to jump up. He really shouldn't be so cowardly, Xia Xiqing thought. But after a while, he thought again that he shouldn't have done this at all.

Sighing silently, Xia Xiqing held on to the handrail of the stairs and was about to jump up, but was grabbed by a force. The whole person was dragged into a warm embrace. The scent of vanilla, the impact of gunpowder smoke, and the surging hormones of adolescence, all these tightly surrounded him and sank him deeply.

Zhou Ziheng's arms were tightly bound, and Xia Xiqing's heart was beating fast, but he vaguely felt that the heart was beating faster in the other body that was tightly attached to him, as if it was hitting him directly. like.

"I really want to mark you." Zhou Ziheng said suddenly.

Xia Xiqing's breathing stagnated, and he got an answer to what he hadn't asked. He felt that Zhou Ziheng's broad palm was just holding the back of his neck, slowly rubbing the skin that couldn't be marked.

His voice was also very slow and deep, and the warm breath sprayed into Xia Xiqing's ears, and the smell of gunpowder became more intense, "I want to bite, open the genital cavity, and form knots in your body."

The last sentence was spoken softly and obscenely.

"Want to dirty your scent of roses."

Xia Xiqing sneered, "You're crazy. I'm not an omega."

Zhou Ziheng touched his neck gently, "You can only be my omega from now on."

"Why didn't you do it..." Before he could say anything, Xia Xiqing watched Zhou Ziheng lower his head, leaned on his shoulder, pinned his head, and bit the back of his neck.

"ah…"

Teeth pierced the skin, blood oozed, and the smell of roses was so sweet it was dizzying. Although Zhou Ziheng knew better than anyone else that he couldn't mark Xia Xiqing, and his pheromones couldn't enter Xia Xiqing's body, but the moment he bit the back of his neck, he still felt the illusion of fusion, which was beyond physiology. It was as if the soul in his arms penetrated the body and melted into his soul seamlessly.

Xia Xiqing thought that he couldn't feel anything other than pain. They were not a match made in heaven at all. They were tit-for-tat, and they were natural opponents. But at the moment he was pierced by him, he actually felt the thrill of being overwhelmed. The thick gunpowder smoke buried him in the ruins of desire, he seemed to have died once, the pain and joy poured out mercilessly together, just like the heavy rain on the day he came, trapped him in the classroom, forced him to Watching him meet Zhou Ziheng.

Until his teeth loosened his flesh, Xia Xiqing couldn't return for a long time. He was marked, as if really marked. The stiff spine, trembling fingertips, and beating heart all belonged to Zhou Ziheng from now on.

Zhou Ziheng's chest heaved slightly, and his lips were still stained with his own blood, which was licked by the tip of his tongue and rolled clean. He just looked down at Xia Xiqing and remained silent.

Xia Xiqing's thoughts finally returned to his body from the great shock, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ziheng. To be honest, he didn't know what to say at this moment, because he finally understood his heart and understood, so he panicked even more.

"I like you."

He froze for a moment, his eyelashes fluttered in confusion, he didn't actually expect Zhou Ziheng to say this. But after Zhou Ziheng said it, he lowered his head gently and kissed the tip of his nose.

Xia Xiqing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, this kiss was too much.

His eyes looked away, restlessness and restlessness surrounded him.

"You..." He took a deep breath and looked into Zhou Ziheng's deep eyes, "Didn't you say that you never bow your head."

The tenderness in Zhou Ziheng's eyes was like falling rain, and it was about to fall into Xia Xiqing's heart.

"right."

"Except when I kiss you."

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