The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

Chapter 51: teach you something else

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Tangerine and the ecstatic little Tangerine happily went out to play.

As the New Year is approaching, the windows of the downtown shopping malls are all decorated with auspicious red, and the pedestrians on the street are also a lot more friendly. Luo Zhiyu usually comes here with his family, and usually gets bored halfway through his visit, but this time it was different.

The KTV that Fan Yue and the others chose was behind a shopping mall in the city center. Luo Zhiyu followed Xiao Yan out of the car, and took the initiative to find the way with the map on his mobile phone—

[Go ahead 50 meters along the current road. ]

"Brother Yan." Luo Zhiyu stood in front of a wall, staring at the screen of the phone seriously, "I don't feel right, this map, let's go through this wall."

Xiao Yan: "…"

"Bring it to me." Xiao Yan took the phone from Luo Zhiyu's hand, "There is no way here."

The top of Luo Zhiyu's phone screen is pushing new messages from the family chat group.

[Luo Sixue]: Luo Zhiyu, have you been in a hurry recently? I deleted the monitoring, and I missed a section in the east and a section in the west.

[Luo Sixue]: I just want to see which blue cat is using my new bag as a scratching board.

[Luo Sixue]: I'm pissed off.

Xiao Yan silently pushed the message push box open, and continued to look at the navigation map Luo Zhiyu found.

In this matter, Xiao Yan and Luo Zhiyu have the same level of guilty conscience. After all, their monitoring has been deleted recently, but his parrot has not acted as a demon recently, and the monitoring is left unattended.

"Follow me." Xiao Yan pushed Luo Zhiyu in a different direction, "It should be this way."

[You have gone off course. ]

Xiao Yan: "?"

Luo Zhiyu: "?"

When Fan Yue caught two people in the snack street of the shopping mall, the two were sitting at a table face to face, Xiao Yan holding the last bunch of meatballs in his hand, Luo Zhiyu took advantage of Xiao Yan and Fan Yue Greeted, bowed his head and took a ball.

"... I'll give it to you, eat slowly." Xiao Yan gave Luo Zhiyu the bamboo stick in his hand, "It's all yours."

"The two masters are really good. You can get lost." Fan Yue took a stool and sat down. "The navigation should not be updated. There was indeed a way here last year."

He came over panting all the way, for fear of neglecting the two bosses, but the two got along quite harmoniously on the snack street.

The KTV is filled with people from the student union. There is a faint sweet fragrance of sparkling water in the private room. Luo Zhiyu knows most of them and doesn’t feel unfamiliar, but when he and Xiao Yan walked into the private room together, many people were still with the picture. Staring at them as if.

"They were in a residential area and came here together." Fan Yue helped explain.

This group of people got a reasonable explanation, the picture moved again, and the song that was completely out of tune floated again.

Most of the students here today are high school sophomores, there are a few high school first year students, and one or two big senior high school students. Today, everyone wears their own uniforms, unlike school uniforms of different grades and colors. The distance suddenly narrowed a lot.

"Zhiyu come over and sit down." Yan Zihan waved at Luo Zhiyu, "I'll tell you about my new boyfriend."

The two first-year omega members of the literature and art department of the student union, plus Luo Zhiyu's greed for Yan Zihan's spicy-tiao pheromone, every time there is an activity, the two of them crowd together.

If it was before, Luo Zhiyu was very happy, but recently, he stuck with Xiao Yan. The fresh and big oranges that he hadn't touched for so many days were right in front of him, and he wanted to stop prostitution at once.

As everyone knows, Xiao Yan also thinks the same.

Luo Zhiyu was hesitant to walk over, but Xiao Yan grabbed his wrist first: "What are you walking? Didn't he teach you to write?"

He stopped and tilted his head to think for a moment, which seemed to be one of his reasons for going out.

"Let's sit here." Luo Zhiyu was taken to another corner of the room by Xiao Yan, there were only the two of them on the sofa beside the song-ordering platform, he shouted at Yan Zihan, "I won't squeeze with you. "

A group of students are usually mad at school, and they finally took advantage of the holiday to relax. They sang and sang in the private room, chatted and chatted, and no one cared about the two of them in the corner. The lights in the room were very dim, with only a few flickering lanterns on. The high school students who took off their school uniforms still had a childish look on their faces. things on campus.

"Director Xu's stinky face has been kept for a week! Who knows what's going on!"

"The stock market is stuck, I can only think of this reason."

"Director Wu has been bragging about his moral education work every day. He's going to write the case of Luo Zhiyu and Xiao Yan as a teaching case, hahahaha."

"But they really don't fight anymore. The relationship is okay. Of course Director Wu is proud."

Someone had just finished the cram school with a book and paper in their schoolbag. Xiao Yan borrowed it and handed it to Luo Zhiyu: "Just write something."

Luo Zhiyu drew an orange with a nose and eyes, with Xiao Yan's name written next to it.

He put the notebook on Xiao Yan's shoulder, and wrote slowly, stroke by stroke, much better-looking than usual.

Facts have proved that as long as there is not enough time for the exam, Luo Zhiyu is barely good-looking when he wants to write well, but his writing speed cannot handle the amount of questions in the exam. After one or two questions, he immediately becomes self-sufficient. The mad grass of one faction is so messy that it is a headache.

But this style is unique to Luo Zhiyu, and it is enough for Xiao Yan to recognize at a glance which is the rascal's paper when he is helping the teacher to mark the paper.

"Give it to you." Luo Zhiyu threw the notebook and pen to Xiao Yan, "It's the most beautiful thing I've written in a while, and I'll give you the best."

"What does my brother want to teach me?" Luo Zhiyu put his paw on Xiao Yan's shoulder on the other side.

"No more teaching." Xiao Yan folded the paper and put it in his pocket, "I regret it, just be yourself."

No need for any changes, the current Luo Zhiyu is the Luo Zhiyu he wants.

This statement obviously made Luo Zhiyu a little surprised and a little happy. He followed the established path and walked for more than ten years in his life. The words he heard most were "you are not good enough" and "you can be better". Like Xiao Yan, let him remain the same.

"Teach me what I said, but I regretted it again." Luo Zhiyu tapped Xiao Yan's shoulder with his paw, "Does that mean you cheated me out, ah?"

There is no such thing as cheating, he just likes to run on Xiao Yan.

Luo Zhiyu never knew what it meant to speak well. Talking to Xiao Yan from a distance must be smashing paper balls, and talking to Xiao Yan at close range must be hands-on.

When it comes to Xiao Yan, most of the time he "remembers to eat and not to fight", and he forgot the fact that "Xiao Yan will no longer let him" when he was only half a month old.

There is someone who is scheming at this time, and his body wants to attribute every provocative action to an invitation.

"Sit down." Xiao Yan whispered, "Don't lie, I'll teach you something else."

"?" Luo Zhiyu looked at Xiao Yan with wide eyes, "what else do you want?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan's hand went along his scarf, stuck to his neck, touched the gland on the back of his neck, and scratched it lightly.

Luo Zhiyu trembled slightly because of his actions: "what are you doing..."

"Teach you two things." Xiao Yan's fingertips pressed on the temporarily marked position on the back of his neck without warning, silently and quickly covered his mouth before he could speak, and whispered. Threatened him, "First, hide the pheromone I gave you, and don't let them find you look like a little orange now."

"If you can't put it away, I won't let go. You can do it yourself."

"Second." Xiao Yan's fingertips moved slightly, and he seemed quite satisfied with how he was being controlled by others. "Don't do anything to others, only I don't bully you."