Episode 20: abo episode (1)

There is a new transfer student in class (3) of the second year of high school.

It happened to be raining heavily that day, and Xia Xiqing, who was thinking of jumping over the wall and skipping class, was blocked in the classroom by the heavy rain, idly watching the pouring rain outside the window with his chin propped on his hands. The closed windows mixed the smell of pheromones into some kind of weird smell, which made him dizzy.

The homeroom teacher opened the door and added a scent of sandalwood, almost like a Buddha coming in. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting in the last row, stretched out his hands and lay down on the table, trying to sleep.

But it was just a moment. @无限好文, all in Jamie

He straightened up.

It smells... so **** good.

This was the sweetest and most delicious smell Xia Xiqing had ever smelled. It is richer than the best vanilla cake, so soaked by the rain outside, it is soggy, pure and lustful.

Best of all, it's the smell of omega glands.

@无限好文, all in Jamie

Xia Xiqing, who had an evil thought, tilted his neck left and right, and locked his eyes on the open door.

"Introduce a new classmate to everyone." The head teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head and looked outside the door, "Come in."

Before this, Xia Xiqing had always felt that their school uniforms were not a failure. The biggest failure was not ugly, but bland, white short-sleeved shirts, black trousers, nothing special at all.

But when the transfer student walked in, his critical and demanding aesthetics were greatly satisfied.

No matter what, the visitor was 1.9 meters tall, with a pair of long legs wrapped in black school uniform trousers. For an art student like Xia Xiqing who had the ability to see through, he was basically naked. The gait is very correct, not like that kind of model who walks on the stage, but more like Tiananmen who kicked the gait in front of Tian Anmen. This buddy's side profile is also really amazing, with a high nose and browbones, like a mixed race.

The moment he turned around, Xia Xiqing couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and whistled in his heart.

This buddy was sent to the door by God according to his taste.

Most of his hair was wet, and there were water droplets at the end of the hair, which trickled down from the corner of his forehead to his sharp jawline, which was precarious. The white shirt was soaked by the rain, sticking to his body together with the damp midsummer air, revealing the muscular lines of his chest and abdomen.

With just one glance, Xia Xiqing had already pictured in his mind how this person was dripping with sweat on some delicate occasion.

As an alpha, what Xia Xiqing likes most is not the kind of soft and delicate omega, which is not attractive to him at all. He likes to collide and conquer. To put it bluntly, I like to be energetic.

"Hi everyone, I'm Zhou Ziheng." He took a piece of chalk from the head teacher and wrote his name on the blackboard.

His voice was pleasant, melancholy, and full of magnetism. He pushed it layer by layer in the quiet classroom, like throwing a stone into a lake, and the ripples hit Xia Xiqing's heart.

The head teacher added, "Student Zhou came from a skipped grade, so he is younger than everyone else. You should help him more in the future and integrate into our third class as soon as possible."

Tsk, he's still a little brother. Xia Xiqing was even more satisfied.

Zhou Ziheng showed a friendly smile, bent down and bowed to the students sitting below, "Please give me your advice in the future."

Just when he was about to get up, something hit the ground with a bang, and the sound of scattering broke the tranquility of the classroom.

Zhou Ziheng straightened up, and like all the students, his eyes followed the sound and landed on the last row of seats by the window.

In that position, sat a boy who could almost be described as beautiful. His face was full of guilt, he raised his hand to scratch the hair on the back of his head in embarrassment, and smiled.

His voice was very soft, like the only dry cloud escaping from the rainy sky.

"Sorry, I accidentally knocked it down." He looked very submissive, bowed his head repeatedly to apologize to everyone, and finally raised his head, looking at Zhou Ziheng's deep eyebrows with seemingly innocent eyes, "I'm sorry."

"Classmate Zhou."

The teacher in charge coughed, "Be careful." Said he turned his head and said to Zhou Ziheng, "It's just that Xia Xiqing is the only one in the class who doesn't sit at the same table, so you can sit next to him. You are both tall, so sit behind you and face each other." Other students are not affected."

Xia Xiqing...

He said the name silently in his mind. Zhou Ziheng nodded, grabbed the schoolbag hanging on his left shoulder, and walked to the last row with long legs.

While breathing, Xia Xiqing, who bowed his head to pick up the colored pencils one by one, felt that this supreme sweetness was getting closer and more charming.

Until a pair of clean white sneakers appeared in front of my eyes, the slender shadows turned into a ball and enveloped me. A slender and clean hand picked up the last colored lead on the ground for him, it was red. Xia Xiqing raised his head, straightened up and sat on the chair, and saw Zhou Ziheng, who was half squatting on the ground, handing him the pencil, like a red rose in full bloom.

"Thank you." Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to pick it up, taking the opportunity to rub his fingertips with his fingertips, very short and light, with almost no delay. But the other party didn't seem to show much, just nodded briefly, opened the chair beside him silently, sat down, opened the schoolbag quietly, took out a black pencil case, and a blue notes.

He just sat beside Xia Xiqing, the sweet vanilla smell made him distracted.

"Let's go to class, take out the weekly test paper that we didn't cover yesterday," the head teacher cleared his throat, "What question did we talk about yesterday?"

"Question 13!"

"No, question 13 has already been covered."

"Let's talk about the big topic..."

Although Xia Xiqing was eager to move, he could tell that Zhou Ziheng was not a good hooker. Although the pheromones on his body were sweet, he seemed a little unapproachable unlike many omegas.

Could it be that he has been approached too many times?

After all, these days, the population is exploding. Whether it is a high-quality alpha or a high-quality omega, they are all the best-selling products, and there are always many people rushing to jump on them.

Alpha is fine, the difference in physical strength is there, no matter what, you won't be at the mercy of omega, but the reverse is different, if an omega encounters a group of difficult alphas, there is no place to run, so you can only At the mercy of others.

So he fully understands some omegas who exude an aura of keeping people away, and this is also a kind of self-protection. In this severe courtship environment, Xia Xiqing also used his innocuous appearance to pretend to be an alpha, so as to get close to those omegas that were difficult to attack.

@无限好文, all in Jamie

But...Xia Xiqing glanced sideways at the people around him, it seems that there are not many omega's who are so tall.

In order to establish a basic friendship with Zhou Ziheng as soon as possible, so as to lay a solid foundation for the future siege, Xia Xiqing used his tried and tested disguise skills and pushed the test paper in front of him to the gap between the two desks.

"Let's watch together." A sweet smile appeared on the face of this beautiful little angel, extremely friendly and well-behaved.

Zhou Ziheng looked directly at the face in front of him without any hesitation. He felt strange and puzzled. This friendly omega always made him feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He had a beautiful face with fair skin, deep double eyelids, slightly raised eye tails, and dark pupils that glowed with water. His eyes slid down his delicate and straight nose to the tip of his nose.

There is a very small mole, which I didn't find when I looked across the class just now.

This person named Xia Xiqing, his pheromone is rose-flavored, very strong. Although this smell is not uncommon in omega, it is different from the roses he has smelled before, and Zhou Ziheng can't tell what is different.

"Don't you see?" Xia Xiqing's lips parted slightly, as full as a ripe red berry, with a brightly colored wet uvula looming inside.

Zhou Ziheng's Adam's apple rolled slowly and quietly, showing a smile.

"Look, thank you."

When looking at the same paper, it is natural to get closer, and then closer. Xia Xiqing pretended to lean on Zhou Ziheng casually, stepped on the side beam of his chair with his right foot, rested his elbow on his right knee, and supported his pointed chin with his palm.

His beautiful peach eyes drifted from the equation on the test paper to the back of Zhou Ziheng's neck. His head was buried very low, and there was a protrusion at the end of the smooth neck, which was a vertebra.

Zhou Ziheng felt that he was looking at the back of his neck, he was sure, but he didn't speak or look up, his eyes were fixed on his test paper. He couldn't understand more and more why an omega would have a weird habit of staring at the back of other people's necks. But he seems to be a very smart person, Zhou Ziheng thought looking at the test paper full of check marks.

He likes smart people.

Smart people are always fun anyway.

"That's right." Xia Xiqing seemed to think of something, lowered his head and reached out to search for something in his drawer, his whole back was arched, and he bent over to look. Zhou Ziheng, who was not squinting, finally moved his eyes away from the test paper, and glanced at Xia Xiqing beside him. This posture made the white shirt on his back tense, and the raised spine was fully outlined, and the butterfly bone moved with his movements. , as if he would break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly in the next moment, but he held his breath and climbed up the line. Zhou Ziheng saw his slender back neck.

The nape of many female omega's is fairer and cleaner.

The moment Xia Xiqing got up, Zhou Ziheng looked away and fell back to his face. The buffer of his heartbeat was delayed, and he was still restless for a long time.

"Here you are." Xia Xiqing handed him a pack of tissues. Seeing that Zhou Ziheng didn't take it, he took out one and stuffed it into Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Wipe it, don't catch a cold."

Zhou Ziheng gripped the paper tightly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, at the same table."

The homeroom teacher wrote a lengthy proof process on the blackboard. The heavy rain outside the window hadn’t stopped, but it was getting heavier and heavier. "Just now the teacher said your name, Xia, Xi, Qing..." Zhou Ziheng read out his name word by word. A special smell made Xia Xiqing's eager heart even harder to bear, and he couldn't help but licked his lips.

Zhou Ziheng turned his face sideways, "Which clear word is it?"

Not clear clear. This word came to Xia Xiqing's mind first.

He smiled, his face was as gentle as an untimely spring breeze, "clear and clear."

Zhou Ziheng nodded twice, "Good name."

"To each other." Xia Xiqing curled the corners of his lips, but his smile changed.

The two people with their own ulterior motives reached a certain kind of tacit resonance by mistake, like a flame jumping into the sea, or a glacier falling into magma.

Unreasonable and exciting.

During the evening self-study, the rain outside stopped for a while. Zhou Ziheng kept his head down and calculated the problems seriously. After calculating two pages of scratch paper, he finally did the math homework. The people around me used the excuse that they went to the bathroom ten minutes ago, and they haven't come back yet. With a sore neck, Zhou Ziheng turned his head and leaned back for a while. The boy in the front seat accidentally bumped into his desk and knocked over a bottle of red ink on the corner of Xia Xiqing's desk, and the ink bottle fell over.

Zhou Ziheng came to his senses, and thought of Xia Xiqing's friendly and friendly attitude, he quickly picked up the glass bottle, used the paper towels he gave him to hold down the ink that was about to flow on the table, and used all the paper towels in a pack, and it was almost recovered, only ten The fingers were all ink, and the rose color seeped into the crevices of the fingerprints.

Before they were completely dry, Zhou Ziheng decided to wash his hands, and sprayed on some omega pheromone perfume by the way.

After raising his hand to ask the class monitor for leave, Zhou Ziheng left the classroom, walked through a corridor, and came to the men's bathroom at the end. As soon as he got closer, he heard a familiar voice from inside. He is a new transfer student, and there are not many people who can make people feel familiar.

Xia Xiqing was at the same table.

"I don't know why you are still pestering me?" His tone changed, even the tone of his voice was different, completely different from the docile and friendly angel he saw. Impatient, rude, even sharply direct.

"Is it not obvious enough for me to refuse? Is it too ugly for you to rely on me so much. Huh?"

He said yes, the tone turned and turned, it was very bad.

Peeking and eavesdropping has always been Zhou Ziheng's most despicable behavior, but at this time, it seems strange if he leaves directly, as if he is afraid of him.

Another person's voice came from inside, it was soft and weak, and it was an omega just by hearing it.

"But, I really like you..."

"You like me." Xia Xiqing repeated in imitation of this man's tone, and then let out a disdainful sneer, "Like me, and then get entangled with another person, tsk, your liking is really cheap."

"Xi Qing, I..."

"Get out." Xia Xiqing's voice cooled down, as if he didn't want to say another word, decisive and straightforward.

If you don't leave, it will be too late, Zhou Ziheng thought. But his steps were not dictated by his own willpower.

The next second, a thin white guy came out of the bathroom with a sweet and soft smell of raspberry pheromone, and when he saw Zhou Ziheng quickly lowered his head, he fled away. Zhou Ziheng didn't turn his head to look at him, only heard the sound of gurgling water coming from the bathroom.

He walked in, and Xia Xiqing, who lowered his head and washed his hands carefully, raised his head, like a meticulous murderer who cleaned up the scene after a murder. Surprised, but quickly calmed down.

He laughed and turned back to his friendly deskmate.

"What a coincidence." Xia Xiqing's voice became gentle again.

Zhou Ziheng stared at him in the mirror with a cold face, without saying a word.

"Did you hear it?" Xia Xiqing remained calm, as if he wasn't the one who said those words just now. He raised his hands, and used those wet hands to fasten the necklines that had been torn apart one by one. , water drops flowed down his neck and stopped on his protruding collarbone.

"I just want to pretend." Xia Xiqing turned around, approached Zhou Ziheng step by step, hooked the open door with his foot, and slammed the door shut with force.

He raised his hand, pressed Zhou Ziheng's chest, and pushed him to the door. His wet hand left a palm mark on his white shirt, which was pressed against the left atrium. Although it was cold, it was hot inside.

"You should have seen it." Xia Xiqing said bluntly with that harmless face, "I've taken a fancy to you."

The moment he approached, Zhou Ziheng suddenly found that the smell of omega glands on his body suddenly disappeared. On the contrary, in the sharply compressed air, he smelled an extremely pungent tobacco smell, very choking, very strong, mixed with fragrance aroma of roses.

It turned out that this was his pheromone smell.

"I'm an alpha, you're right." Xia Xiqing was terribly straightforward, "I only pretend to be an omega in order to get close to those high-quality omega and turn them into my pocket."

As he spoke, his face approached little by little, and his misty eyes wandered to Zhou Ziheng's lips, "For example, you are the best..."

Suddenly, Xia Xiqing frowned slightly.

No, the smell of glands is so bland.

Before he could say the rest of the sentence, a huge force pushed him up the cold tiled wall, so fast that he was caught off guard. Zhou Ziheng's arms were tightly wrapped around Xia Xiqing's waist, making him unable to resist.

He lowered his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the breath of pheromone became more intense. The sweet vanilla smell did not disappear, but another smell that had been suppressed and hidden gradually emerged, enveloping Xia Xiqing's body.

It was the lingering smell of gunpowder smoke after a shot was fired.

"What a coincidence." Zhou Ziheng pinched Xia Xiqing's chin, slowly rubbed his thumb against his full lower lip, and the rose-colored ink from his fingers stained the corners of his lips.

"I'm pretending too."