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Chapter 115: Extraordinary 21 ABO (2) [End of full text]

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115 Extraordinary 21: abo (two) [full text]

The relationship between Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng has been maintained within a very strange critical range. At first, everyone thought that they were fond of a great omega. Who knew that when the black cloth was lifted, everyone was an alpha 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 more and more normally distributed, and high-quality alpha and omega have become a minority. Under the huge pressure of marriage and child selection, alpha, which was at the top of the discrimination chain, has also become the choice of many omegas who want to improve their genes. Zhou Ziheng lived in an environment where he was a little more than omega since he was a child. Since elementary school, he has been harassed by many omegas and even his parents. Unbearable Zhou Ziheng was unwilling to put pressure on others because he was an alpha, so he had to transfer to another school and even conceal his alpha identity for this reason. He wanted to pretend to be a beta, but later thought, it’s an omega. No alpha dare to move him casually.

One person pretends to be o when he wants to harass others, and the other pretends to be o because he is afraid of being harassed. They all look right at the first time they meet. There is such a coincidence in the world.

But how do two alphas work together? forget it.

That being said, neither of these two people thought about it. Others only say that alpha has a desire to conquer their omega, but for them, when two possessive alphas meet, the pleasure of conquering is doubled.

Every time in front of outsiders, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng, who are at the same table, always pretend to be very friendly.

In physics class, Xia Xiqing bowed his head and drew on the table. Zhou Ziheng felt that he was amused. He was like a boneless person every day. Sitting on the table was either lying on his stomach or leaning against him. Listen, each test score is not low.

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

"Then... Xia Xiqing."

Xia Xiqing, who was immersed in her own "creation" and unable to extricate herself, did not hear the teacher calling him at all. After a while, her chair was kicked, and Xia Xiqing turned her face inexplicably to look at the cause of the accident sitting beside her. He lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing?"

"Xia Xiqing? Why can't you get up to answer questions?"

"Huh?" Xia Xiqing was stunned. He saw Zhou Ziheng's face with a non-smiling expression, and turned his head to see a serious physics teacher on the podium. Then he got up slowly. His good psychological quality made him dying and still pretending to be garlic. "Teacher, I didn’t hear you calling me just now."

The physics teacher is holding the physics workbook with one hand behind him, and the other is holding the physics workbook. A pair of reading glasses is drooping in the middle of the bridge of the nose. Those shrewd little eyes are looking at Xia Xiqing from the gap in the upper edge of the glasses, "Say it, then. What to choose for this topic."

How do I know what to choose? Xia Xiqing's whole person is Mongolian, and he doesn't even know which question the teacher said. His Yu Guang glanced at the tablemate next to him, how to say he had just informed himself. It's not that I don't help him much at this time, and I have to send the Buddha to the west.

But Zhou Ziheng sat upright, a pure-hearted student facing the blackboard without even looking at him.

This person did it on purpose. Xia Xiqing thought.

"Um… "

The girl in the front seat was kind and turned her head to remind him in a low voice, "The last multiple-choice question on page 56."

Xia Xiqing was very grateful, he would be even more grateful if he said it with the answer. He bowed his head, turned a few pages and found the problem. In fact, Xia Xiqing's physics is pretty good, but in such a short time, he can do this problem that needs to be calculated...

Can't afford to lose this person. Rather than being watched by the whole class, it is better to bow your head with Zhou Ziheng. After some psychological preparation, Xia Xiqing stretched out his foot and kicked Zhou Ziheng's chair leg, "Hey." After kicking for two weeks, Ziheng turned his head and looked at him sideways.

"Um?"

Xia Xiqing gave a wink and pointed at the question, "Which one to choose?"

Zhou Ziheng followed his way, holding his chin in his hands, not hurriedly or slowly, every word.

"beg me."

begging? ? ? @∞好文, it's all in Jamie

Xia Xiqing's eyes widened a bit. What's the joke

Beg him

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

It's a bit memorable.

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

Zhou Ziheng was still spinning a pen graciously. Obviously there is only less than a minute, but Xia Xiqing feels that life is like a year, time is stretched suddenly, and every frame has been swayed for a long time. He can't wait.

Fuck.

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

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

The physics teacher hated iron and shook his head, "Can I go to class without listening to the lectures if I have good grades? Your recent attitude is very problematic. You can't be proud of your current grades. Learning is like sailing against the current and then retreating." , The teacher sighed, "Sit down, and come to my office in between classes."

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

This beam can be regarded as knotted.

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

"Let's invite a classmate to read this text." The English teacher paced slowly on the stage, his eyes finally falling 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 his left hand on the desk top, and began to read. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting aside, looked at him sideways with interest.

Good-looking, good-sounding, long legs, good figure and bright brain. All aspects are in line with his aesthetics.

Unfortunately, it's an alpha, which is really boring.

Reading the first paragraph, Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt a little itchy on the side of his thighs, lowered his head slightly, and saw a thin white finger slowly scratching along the side seam of the school uniform pants.

The moment he lowered his head, Xia Xiqing also raised his head to look at him, his eyes met, he smirked badly, and turned up that innocent face.

Zhou Ziheng continued to read the text calmly, speaking slowly and slowly. It seemed to outsiders that there was nothing wrong with the roots, but he knew very well that his heart had already begun to mess up.

The finger became more and more arrogant, and after moving to the hip bone, it turned back, rubbing the texture of the cloth with the tip of the finger, and the place it touched seemed to be on fire, and it was faintly hot.

Xia Xiqing enjoys this kind of provocation. He feels more refreshed when he thinks that he let himself ashamed in front of the class last time. Just as his fingers were about to turn back again, one hand grabbed his wrist and forcibly removed the hand he had caused him to break away from Zhou Ziheng's straight long legs.

It can be installed. Xia Xiqing glanced upwards, Zhou Ziheng was still reading aloud in a calm and serious manner. 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 being at the same table with him, Xia Xiqing found that he was very strange, on the surface he looked aggressive, even a little cold. But always inadvertently show goodwill that contrasts greatly with others. On Saturday’s noon holiday day, Xia Xiqing, who was leaving the campus with his bicycle, accidentally saw him squatting behind the gymnasium and secretly feeding the stray cats.

Can't bear to make the stray cat hungry, so can't bear to hold his wrist with too much force

I felt that Xia Xiqing was more honest, Zhou Ziheng wanted to let go, but in the next moment, his hand was held by Xia Xiqing, his slender fingers were forcibly embedded, and the unilateral forcible blocking became interlocking from the beginning. Ambiguous gesture. Zhou Ziheng tried to break free, but Xia Xiqing's strength was far greater than he thought, and he was entangled not to let go anyway.

Everyone in the class listened quietly to Zhou Ziheng's reading. Zhou Ziheng's back was faintly oozing sweat, and his shirt was tightly glued to his back, like a hand that Xia Xiqing couldn't shake at this moment. He felt that he was beginning to have hallucinations. The fragrance of the rose became stronger and stronger, and it was about to mess up his brain and his eyes, so that he could not even see the letters in front of him.

The wind in June was hot, almost as if it was about to melt the glass window, and wanted to surge up and wrap him around. Wrapped in this dangerous and taboo moment, the two young people holding hands secretly turned into an eternal amber.

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

"Very good, please sit down."

Xia Xiqing released his hand at the moment the teacher spoke, ending this nasty game, and looked up at the blackboard, pretending to be a good student. Zhou Ziheng sat down, unable to tell why, his heartbeat was a little abnormal. His left hand was spread out on his knee under the table, and he lowered his head. Zhou Ziheng looked at his palm calmly, and the cold air blew the sweat that was fading after shaking hands to chill, and the gap between the fingers was red and rose. It is the trace left after being held tightly.

It was strange, it was not this hand that seemed to have been squeezed hard by him.

It was the heart that was beating violently after being oppressed.

At this moment, Zhou Ziheng had a crazy idea in his mind.

Want to smell the spicy tobacco scent on him.

Time passed so fast, it was like forgetting the tap that was turned on, and the lost one could never catch up. The relationship between the two people still maintains superficial peace and the dark emperor's rivalry. Everyone puts someone in a very special position, but it seems that no one puts anyone in their eyes. After a long time like this, it has become a special relationship established by convention.

The intramural basketball game became the last activity before the holiday. Although Zhou Ziheng is a transfer student, he was taken aim by the basketball team with the nickname of the highest omega in history. The captain of the basketball team is an alpha to Huya, and he smiles at all times, as if he is a relative of Xia Xiqing, who is a pheromone. The smell is very special, it is the smell of cedar. He has asked Zhou Ziheng to participate in the basketball team more than once, but Zhou Ziheng is busy participating in the physics competition and excuses him.

Within two days, the basketball manager of the team who looked at Te Wenjing also came to lobby him. The guy was more interesting, he looked like an omega, and turned out to be a beta, and the pheromone smell was almost inaudible. Lime water like ice.

Everyone has persuaded him again, but Xia Xiqing, one of the main players in the team, didn't come to beg him alive and dead. Once in the cafeteria, I saw these three people sitting together for a meal. Zhou Ziheng passed by them with the dinner plate. Xia Xiqing said with a strange yin and yang, "Bai Chang is so tall. Chenchen, don't you?"

Xu Qichen's expression was a bit awkward, "Xi Qing, don't you..."

"Don't pay attention to him." Xia Zhixu didn't lift his eyelids, "I will pull you in when the time comes."

Zhou Ziheng glanced at Xia Xiqing and walked to a seat behind them. During the meal, he heard him talk about the basketball team with a gun and a stick, as well as those bullying bastards on the high school basketball team. Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt that Xia Xiqing seemed to be real in front of these two people.

This made him uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

I thought that the true face of this person was only known to me, but now I realized that I was not the only one. What's more ridiculous was that these two people were his friends, but I couldn't find a suitable identity to define him. There is no definition, ambiguity, and it can be compared to torture.

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

The day when the high school and high school basketball game started, it happened to be an in-school simulation before Zhou Ziheng's competition. The physics teaching team leader organized all the good seedlings to participate in the simulation test in the multimedia classroom. Zhou Ziheng, who was going to take the exam, met Xia Xiqing in a red jersey in the corridor. The red color made his skin shine brightly in the sun. He also wore a red sports hair band, which seemed to be unseen. Essence, even the eyes are bright.

What a pity, it's not an omega.

Otherwise, you might be able to give birth to a beautiful baby.

Zhou Ziheng was taken aback by his thoughts, lowered his eyes and prepared to walk away, but was stopped by Xia Xiqing.

"Hey."

Zhou Ziheng stopped and turned to look at him.

"If you lose today." Xia Xiqing showed a cruel expression at him with that beautiful face that Zhou Ziheng felt sorry for him, "I have nothing to do with you."

Maybe he feels like a little tiger now? Zhou Ziheng was almost amused by him. I don't know why, he just thinks that Xia Xiqing's pretentious appearance is too cute.

"You won't lose."

Zhou Ziheng's voice was so rare that his usual tit-for-tat aggression was erased, and he became depressed, with a hint of gentleness.

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 behind the gym that day.

He finally remembered why he would never forget that scene. Because at that twilight, when he saw Zhou Ziheng squatting on the edge of the grass, a deep bell came from the school’s abandoned clock tower, breaking through the twilight, causing him to be electrocuted.

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

This game is not simple. The senior third team is a strong alpha. These players have good skills and are as bad as their personalities. They especially look down on omega. There were a lot of omegas in the high school basketball team, and there were two in the first half, even though one of them was fake.

Xia Xiqing is a small forward on the team. As a small forward, all he has to do is to 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 is fancy enough to disrupt the opponent's military.

At the beginning of the game, the ball was grabbed by the captain's center forward in the second half of the game. It didn't take long for the start to even start the game. The popularity of the Shuangxia combination was almost 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 are a bit worthy~"

"The main palace of the captain is there, that beta~"

Seeing that the second-year high school team scored again and again, the high-grade third-year guys couldn't sit still. They started to play streetball and went straight up without telling them. They also played yin, a fake action that attracted the defensive Xia Zhixu. Following the jump, Xia Zhixu hit him directly due to inertia and was sentenced to a foul after the opponent's shot was over due to the time difference.

The forward in high school is a disgusting alpha. Even the pheromone smell is Xia Xiqing’s most hated heather smell. He rushed up when he saw Xia Xiqing dribbling the ball. He thought he was going to grab the ball. As a result, Xia Xiqing was also whistled by the referee.

The score was gradually criticized by the opponent's dirty tricks. Xia Xiqing panted heavily, and was hit several times in a row, causing a faint pain in his arm.

"What kind of ball does an omega play."

The bench bench for the high school third team whistled indecently like a referee, "Go home and have a baby."

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

"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!"

"Ah ah ah, brother Xi Qing, I can!!!"

"My God is so handsome, Xia Xiqing! The most handsome omega in history!"

With both feet on the ground, Xia Xiqing panted and squeezed her hair, smiled and compared a middle finger to the cold bench over there. This dunk greatly boosted the morale of the second year and aroused the anger of the third year team.

The cheers outside were full of enthusiasm, and 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.

After all, he still wanted to see with his own eyes what Xia Xiqing looked like when he was playing.

"Mom, get out of class is finally over. I'm going to watch the game." Two girls passed by, and one of them said excitedly, "Sophomore and third year in high school, there are many handsome guys in high school. Do you know Xia Xiqing, she looks super good-looking, what a pity! He is omega."

"I just heard that Xia Xiqing was beaten badly underneath."

"What? How is it possible?"

Zhou Ziheng is in the same mood as this girl.

How can it be.

"The third year of high school is very dirty. I have been playing insidious tricks and the referee has black whistle. Now it seems that he is deliberately hitting people. If you continue to play like this, you may be injured."

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

The two girls moved further away, and their voices gradually became inaudible. Zhou Ziheng stared at his own paper, with the last big question left.

The heart slammed into the chest violently, as if eager to break free. Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath and worked hard to clear his mind. It's just playing ball, even if it is injured, it is commonplace, not to mention what it has to do with Zhou Ziheng.

"Sink down and check carefully after writing." The teacher walked back and forth on the stage, "Don't make mistakes that shouldn't be made."

Holding the pen to write the last question, Zhou Ziheng turned the paper over and checked from the first question. The cheers outside the window became louder and louder. He heard Xia Xiqing's name from 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 in the corridor outside the window flapped its wings suddenly and flew up to the center of the crowd. Xia Xiqing, who was holding the ball on the court, was flanked back and forth by two people. His neck became red due to strenuous exercise. His eyes looked back and forth, trying to find a suitable time to break through the defense. He stretched out his hand and pretended to pass the ball to the center forward. The two defensive opposing players were about to intercept, but found that his arms swayed and he had brought the ball to the backboard.

The opponent's striker turned red when he saw Xia Xiqing rushing in like this. Xia Xiqing raised his foot and was about to layup, stretched his arms, but received a violent collision with his back. He was almost dizzy with great strength, and he leaped straight into the basketball hoop, knocked to the ground, knees and calves. All the front side is scratched. The referee blew the whistle, and his teammates came to help him, Xia Xiqing gritted his teeth, and barely got up with his palms on the ground, but his eyes were still black and could not be replaced for a long time. The most terrifying thing was that he found his ankle sprained.

"Hold… "

"Change people." Xia Zhixu was very decisive.

@∞好文, it's all in Jamie

"Who to change? Who to change?" Xia Xiqing's brows were tightly twisted, and his emotions suddenly became uncontrollable. "Who the hell is going to lose!"

A calm voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Who said that."

Following the prestige, a tall figure appeared in the vision of Qingming gradually restored.

Zhou Ziheng...

Walking from the crowd, Zhou Ziheng 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, 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 raised his hand, and took off the vest with one hand.

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

Zhou Ziheng quickly put on his jersey and raised his hand to signal the substitution to the referee. The injured Xia Xiqing was helped off the court by Xu Qichen, and the moment he brushed past Zhou Ziheng, he heard an opening.

"Although I hope you are not with me." Zhou Ziheng's mouth hooked.

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

"I won't let you lose."

Sure enough, there was a problem 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 pheromone collided fiercely, Xia Xiqing smelled the only smell of gunpowder smoke.

The high school third team never thought that there was such a high candidate hidden in the second year of the high school. Although it looked a little hairy, it still looked good on the surface, let alone an omega.

"Fuck, all the omegas of these years have been eaten for a long time, one is taller than the other."

"What's the matter with Gao," the defender on the opposite side was not convinced. "When he is in estrus, he has to bow his head if he asks him to bow his head?"

Zhou Ziheng's angular lower jaw was slightly raised, and the red setting sun shone on his face. He held the ball in his right hand and patted the ground one after another, "What about omega?"

His tall figure and aggressive face invisibly condense into an extremely strong pressure.

"It still makes you submissive."

The whistle sounded. Everyone went into battle, Zhou Ziheng was extremely fast, and when everyone had no time to react, he drove the ball straight into the penalty area, and the opponent even had time to defend.

"Return to defense! Hurry up!!"

Three-step layup.

In.

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

Xia Xiqing, who was sitting in the waiting room waiting for the bandage, stared at Zhou Ziheng quietly. His height advantage almost suppressed the audience, and the opponent's long passes were all blocked. What's more, his strong physical fitness and explosive power made the opponent unstoppable.

"Is this really an omega..."

"What kind of omega are they in the sophomore year..."

"Fuck it, hit it on the ground."

The second half became more and more intense. As Xia Xiqing was injured and left the field, all the second-year teams were angry. The more they played, the more fierce they were. The scores were widened under the leadership of the captain and Zhou Ziheng. The remaining time was not too much. The ball was about to rush inside, Xia Zhixu rushed to defend, and Zhou Ziheng also came over, but he suddenly said, "Zhixu, who hurt him?"

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

"12th."

"Understood." Zhou Ziheng turned to dribble, and No. 12 defended the rebound from the opponent's inside line. Originally, he wanted to shoot a three-pointer. Seeing No. 12 was under the rebound, he simply changed his plan and went straight for the rebound.

Seeing him on the 12th, he was preparing for a layup. He jumped and stretched out to grab a rebound. However, Zhou Ziheng was just a fake action. Quickly catch the ball and make up for the rebound. No. 12 could not control her body, and fell forward to the ground under the action of inertia.

"The third year of high school can't keep up."

"Didn't you see it, the high school sophomore team is now pointing to the 12th!"

"Awesome!! The sophomore team is awesome!!"

In the last few minutes, Zhou Ziheng almost stared at No. 12, agitating him while defending him. He was almost mad at No. 12. When it was about to end, the score was already more than 20 points away, and the roots couldn't keep up. The opponent was dying and struggling, but the long pass was intercepted by Zhou Ziheng who was in the middle of the field. No. 12 was in front of him. Zhou Ziheng almost didn't jump, just so straight, holding one hand high. No. 12 jumped on the spot, trying to snatch the ball from his hand.

The whistle sounded.

"The game is over. The high 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 over at the position of No. 12. A basketball was smashed so that it bounced up from Lao Gao, scared No. 12 back again and again. Several steps.

"Boom-boom-boom..."

The lower the basketball, the lower it 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, but was dragged by basketball manager Xu Qichen, "Let's take a photo together."

The wounded Xia Xiqing was also mixed up by Xu Qichen's life and death. Xia Xiqing, who was not going to be in the middle, jumped on the ground. Several older boys squeezed around and almost knocked him over.

"Hey, I'm going..."

Suddenly, both hands supported his elbows from behind, Xia Xiqing turned his head and saw Zhou Ziheng's face. It was strange to say that the hostility on his body seemed to disappear for a moment. Xia Xiqing couldn't figure out why a person can switch his aura so quickly. Having stabilized him, Zhou Ziheng also came to him naturally.

Xia Xiqing turned his face and heard Zhou Ziheng's voice lowering beside him. @∞好文, it's all in Jamie

"Your taste is about to change."

He didn't need to remind Xia Xiqing to know.

"Look at the camera—"

Xia Xiqing twitched the corner of her mouth, revealing her signature fake smile.

"The same to you."

When studying at home next night, Xia Xiqing's butt was stuck on a bench, motionless, and the surrounding classmates left one after another. Even Zhou Ziheng, who was slowly packing his schoolbags, was preparing to leave.

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

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

Xia Xiqing always looks good when she smiles, and she speaks as a matter of course, "You send me back."

"Why?" Zhou Ziheng was serious.

"Not why, aren't you a good old man?" Xia Xiqing's fingers clenched tightly, "Since you helped me win the game, send the Buddha to Xibei."

After entangled for a long time, Zhou Ziheng finally compromised and rode Xia Xiqing home on his bicycle. The wheel of the bicycle smashed and smashed across the uneven road. Xia Xiqing felt his heart fall and fall again and again, and his mind was shaking and dizzy. He felt that the sweet vanilla smell on his body was particularly good.

Want to eat vanilla cake. Xia Xiqing thought, holding the lower edge of the seat.

No, ice cream.

Passing a raised iron bar on the ground, he suddenly knocked, knocking away all of Xia Xiqing's previous thoughts, ignorantly, and plunged into the downhill wind without warning. The wind stuffed the vanilla scent 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 wants Zhou Ziheng.

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

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

"Oh." Xia Xiqing jumped out of the car with one foot up, and said thank you with her back to him. After two steps, he stopped again. The moon was shining on his back, and he was covered with a faint halo.

Or maybe it's just Zhou Ziheng's illusion.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhou Ziheng saw him not moving, and said again, "Oh, you can't get on, right." He said he parked the car, "I will help you up."

He walked over and grabbed Xia Xiqing's arm, but failed to move him.

"Hey… "

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

The smell of tobacco on his body can no longer be covered, it is getting stronger and stronger, with a stubborn stubbornness, it hooks out the pheromone smelling of smoke from Zhou Ziheng's body, and is entangled.

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

In the growing pheromone, Xia Xiqing grasped the front of Zhou Ziheng's school uniform tightly, prying open the opponent's teeth with the tip of his tongue, and the crazy thoughts in his mind drove him to urge him, making him kiss Zhou Ziheng out of order.

Zhou Ziheng's first reaction to this raid was to push him away, but he soon realized that Xia Xiqing was a wounded. He was about to push his hand away and stopped on Xia Xiqing's shoulder, grabbing his shoulder to separate him from himself.

Xia Xiqing panted, her face pale in the moonlight, but she looked pretty. The rose aroma is too strong, sweet and lustful against the tobacco, it makes Zhou Ziheng's brain hot. He saw Xia Xiqing open his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just turned around stubbornly, and slowly jumped to the downstairs of the unit building. Moonlight finally failed to catch up with him. , Let him fall into the darkness.

I want you.

He didn't say this sentence.

Don't you want me

He didn't say anything.

The tip of the tongue seemed to have been 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 persuaded, Xia Xiqing thought. But after a while, he thought again that he shouldn't have done this at all.

With a silent sigh, Xia Xiqing held on to the handrail of the stairs and was about to jump up, but was caught by a force. The whole person was dragged into a warm embrace. The smell of vanilla, the impact of gunpowder smoke, and the surging hormones during adolescence, all of this trapped him firmly and fell deeply into it.

Zhou Ziheng’s arms were tightly hooped, and Xia Xiqing’s heart was beating fast, but he vaguely felt that in the other body that was close to him, the heart was beating faster, as if it was hitting him straight. Similar.

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

Xia Xiqing's breathing stagnated, and he actually got the answer without asking. He felt Zhou Ziheng's broad palms hold his neck like this, rubbing slowly on the skin that couldn't be marked.

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

The last sentence was gentle and nasty.

"I want to stain your rose scent."

Xia Xiqing sneered, "You are crazy. I am not an omega."

Zhou Ziheng touched his neck softly, "You can only be my omega in the future."

"Why didn't you do it..." Before the words were said, Xia Xiqing watched Zhou Ziheng lower his head, leaned on his shoulder, pressed his head, and bit on the back of his neck.

"what… "

Teeth pierced the skin, blood leaked out, and the smell of roses was so sweet that it was dizzying. Although Zhou Ziheng knew better than anyone, he could not mark Xia Xiqing, his pheromone could not enter Xia Xiqing's body, but at the moment he opened the back of his neck, he still felt the illusion of blending, transcending physiology. It was as if the soul in his arms penetrated the body and melted into his soul seamlessly.

Xia Xiqing thought he could not feel any more except for the pain. They were not a match made in heaven. They were tit-for-tat, they were natural opponents. But at the moment he was pierced by him, he actually felt the thrill of extinction, and Zhou Ziheng's whole body exuded a strong feeling. Thick smoke buried him in the ruins of desire. He seemed to have died once, and the pain and joy were showered ruthlessly, just like the rainstorm on the day he came, trapping him in the classroom, forcing him As he meets Zhou Ziheng.

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

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

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

"I like you."

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

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

His eyes looked away, restlessness and restlessness surrounding him.

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

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

"right."

"Except when I kiss you."

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