Shi Yu lowered his voice: "Let go."
Jiang Chengli asked in a low voice, "Why?"
"Ordinary classmates don't hold hands."
Jiang Chengli laughed out loud: "So in the eyes of classmate Shi, taking the initiative to shake someone's hand is something that ordinary classmates would do?"
Before Shi Yu had time to refute, he heard his voice lowered twice: "Then whose hand did you take the initiative to hold?"
"..." Why didn't you think President Jiang was making trouble for no reason before
"I've never held anyone's hand. Anyway, anyway, you let go." Shi Yu opened his eyes, but found more curious eyes behind him.
It backfired.
Sensing Shi Yu's resistance, Jiang Chengli was not annoyed, and slowly let go of his hand and looked at him: "So I haven't caught up with you yet."
Shi Yu stared at him suspiciously, wondering what nonsense this man was talking about.
"Didn't notice?" Jiang Chengli quietly reached out to fiddle with his fingertips again: "Or was it not obvious that I was chasing you?"
He bowed his head in some disappointment, and gently tapped his fingertips resting on the table: "I'm not very good at chasing people. If there's something that makes you feel unsatisfied, you can bring it up and I'll think of a way."
This time, Shi Yu seemed to have burned his fingers by the flames, and withdrew his hand in a panic.
When I looked up again, the young lady behind me was yelling softly, and it was their turn to fetch milk tea.
After getting the milk tea and going out, Jiang Chengli hailed a car, and the two went home together.
After Zhong Tan moved away, Shi Yu was worried that there would be some conflicts between himself and Jiang Chengli, but President Jiang's temper was unexpectedly good, and the two lived together without any conflicts so far.
But Shi Yu vaguely felt that tonight might be an exception.
After entering the door, he threw "I'm going to take a shower" and ran upstairs.
His thoughts were a little confused, disturbed by Jiang Chengli's downcast appearance just now.
Shi Yu found that he and Jiang Chengli had made a mistake in understanding certain issues, at least Jiang Chengli must be wrong.
Logically, he and Jiang Chengli should be in a pheromone-dependent relationship. He only likes dragons, and this kind of President Jiang is not something he can casually like.
After taking a slow shower, he felt that he had almost sorted out the logic, so he went downstairs.
As soon as the door was opened, Shi Yu found that the temperature in the house was very low.
As if covered by an ice fog that came from nowhere, the chill wafted in the air.
When he went downstairs, President Jiang, who also had a good bath, was sitting on the sofa, with a pair of dragon horns standing in his hair, holding a cup of milk tea he just bought in his hand, his eyes were dazed and dazed.
And his little white cat was grinning beside the sofa as if it was facing a big enemy, its hair all standing up.
But Jiang Chengli was unmoved by the kitten in front of him who had been provoking him all the time. He drank one-third of the milk tea he was holding, and then he couldn't hold it like a sculpture.
Shi Yu's pupils brightened slightly, and when he saw the dragon's horn staring at Jiang Chengli like a treasure, the logic he had just planned was instantly disrupted.
When Omega came down, the subtle deep-sea pheromones fell into this chilly ice sheet like a drop of water, quickly awakening the master of frost and snow.
Jiang Chengli turned his face and struggled to see the person standing on the stairs clearly. He slowly leaned on the sofa, and the pure white dragon tail behind him shook him.
It means: come here.
When Shi Yu saw that big tail, he wanted to squeeze it, but Jiang Chengli was still in human form, so it was hard for him to jump over and hold him in his arms.
Classmate Shi walked up to the little white cat with a face full of dignity and dignity, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Why are you unilaterally starting a war with your master again? You're not good."
As soon as he got close to the sofa, the boy sitting across from him suddenly moved, wrapping his slender arms around his waist.
After the world was spinning, Shi Yu fell to the corner of the sofa, his expression still a little dazed.
Then he felt the person in front of him slowly hugging him like a koala, and the dragon tail that he had coveted for a long time wrapped around his ankle, which was icy cold.
Jiang Chengli seemed to have found something to relax him, he sighed and buried his head in his neck, and took a soft sniff of the pheromone.
Shi Yu heard the big koala in his arms mutter like a tongue: "Not good."
Shi Yu blinked in disbelief, and turned his right foot cautiously, but before he could exert any strength, he was trapped tightly by the big tail.
Alpha's pheromone slowly spread out to envelop him, and with an indescribable domineering, it pressed tightly to every inch of his skin.
Shi Yu felt like a dough ball, falling into the bread crumbs.
He lightly patted Jiang Chengli, who was not in a normal state of mind: "President, can you let me go?"
Jiang Chengli slowly turned his head, stared at the hand on the shoulder for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth to bite his tiger's mouth.
To be precise, it is holding it in its mouth, like a small animal protecting its food.
Shi Yu: "..." Where did this childish ghost come from
"There's something wrong with you, what's the matter?"
Jiang Chengli didn't answer, and didn't even move.
Shi Yu looked at the milk tea Jiang Chengli was still holding, and a wonderful idea popped into his mind.
"No way?" Could it be that Long can't drink milk tea
He reached out to reach for it, and Jiang Chengli realized that he wanted it, so he handed it over cooperatively.
Shi Yu took a sip through the straw, and nothing came out except the mouthful of milk and pearls, but Jiang Chengli was unbelievably drunk, and still lingered in his arms, refusing to move.
Jiang Chengli stared at his thin lips, Shi Yu was not very good at drinking these drinks, and there was still a little bit of milky light on his lower lip.
In a detail that Omega couldn't detect, Alpha's Adam's apple slipped.
A straightforward idea popped up in Jiang Chengli's mind - he wanted to taste the taste on his lips.
But this idea was out of place, he quickly looked away and looked at the cup of milk tea again.
As soon as Shi Yu put it back, he picked it up, met Omega's eyes, and bit the straw he had just bitten.
Shi Yu's heartbeat beat uncontrollably.
The ends of Jiang Chengli's eyes and cheeks were flushed like drunkenness, adding a hint of coquetry to his extremely delicate facial features.
If Jiang Chengli is sober now, Shi Yu really wants to ask him, how did he manage to look so...
Shi Yu's heart beat two beats uncontrollably, he stretched out his hand in panic to push Jiang Chengli away, but the man easily suppressed him back.
Jiang Chengli licked the corner of his lips, narrowed his eyes and stared at the Omega in front of him: "It's delicious."
"...Then you drink it yourself, there are two more glasses."
"I want to hug you after drinking."
"..." Shi Yu clicked his tongue, turned his eyes away and gritted his teeth and scolded him: "Drunkard."
Fortunately, Zhong Tan moved out, otherwise he would not know how to explain this scene.
Being scolded, the drunk President Jiang was quiet for a moment, then lowered his eyes and put back the milk tea in his hand, and slowly let go of Shi Yu.
Shi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, lifted his legs hanging on the ground up, and changed to a more comfortable position.
His intuition told him that Jiang Chengli would "fight close" with him later.
But after Jiang Chengli put the milk tea back on the table, he just walked off the sofa in a muffled voice, squatting down in front of the little white cat who was unilaterally attacking him on the ground.
Shi Yu looked at it curiously, thinking that he was going to fight the little white cat or bully it unilaterally, but the slow and cold Gaoling flower of Nanzhong said with a hoarse voice, aggrieved and pitiful: "He scold me."
Shi Yu: "..."
White Cat: "..." Didn't you come to fight
Jiang Chengli lowered his eyelashes, and slowly spit out each word: "I was drunk and dizzy, and he beat me up."
The little white cat's fur was still standing on end, baring its teeth and making threatening sounds.
Shi Yu changed his posture and leaned on the sofa, watching Jiang Chengli create something out of nothing.
His long and slender fingertips touched the cat's nose lightly: "When I became a dragon, I liked rua. I didn't let the dragon's horns and tails go unnoticed, and he didn't take care of me when I was drunk... Call me a drunkard."
The grievance is broken.
Shi Yu couldn't hold back a low laugh, seeing Jiang Chengli's cell phone left on the sofa. He opened it without a combination lock.
Shi Yu whispered: "Then borrow it, anyway, the only one you can see is yourself."
Such a unique Jiang Chengli must be recorded for him to see.
He turned on the camera, switched to the recording function, and faced Jiang Chengli.
"Jiang Chengli."
President Jiang, who was pouring bitter water on the kitten, sat on the ground, with one hand casually resting on the table, without looking back.
Shi Yu approached with his mobile phone: "Come back, let me show you a treasure."
Jiang Chengli teased the cat relentlessly, as if he had discovered the trap that Omega had prepared for him, and was very stubborn.
Shi Yu didn't expect him to have such a strong sense of crisis, so he stepped off the sofa: "Aren't you drunk? Know I'm taking pictures of you?"
As a result, just as he got to the next door to Jiang Chengli, someone grabbed his wrist and pressed him to the side of the sofa.
Fortunately, the ground was covered with carpets, so it would not be knocked, otherwise someone would definitely be injured with such a big movement.
Shi Yu was caught off guard and pushed down, his pupils trembled slightly, watching the Alpha in front of him slowly push his hands over his head, took off the phone with one hand, and slowly pointed the camera at him.
"Little Omega, what do you want to do?"
"..." Shi Yu struggled, but found that he couldn't break free.
This is the trap.
The corners of Jiang Chengli's eyes were rosy, and Qingjun's indifferent expression in the past became more domineering. He slowly admired his spoils with the posture of a winner, and recorded him in his mobile phone.
Beautiful facial features, thin neck, shoulders, collarbone...
He looked at the omega in the camera: "Little prisoner, tell me, how will you be punished?"
Shi Yu was a little humiliated, he didn't expect that he couldn't even resist a drunk, his expression was rarely seen with regret mixed in: "Don't do anything."
"How about that?"
Jiang Chengli narrowed his eyes, and the darkness spread.
The instinct of giving makes him aware of danger, high-level alphas are really not easy to mess with, no matter what time it is.
Sensing the slight change in Omega's mood, Jiang Chengli looked at him for a while, then sighed slowly.
Then, she tapped the phone lightly on his lips, which happened to be where the lens was.
Then he leaned over and kissed lightly on the thin lips reflected on the screen.
"The punishment is over."