Chapter 12 Markup

In the small shop in the afternoon, the fan was spinning.

The broth made from the bone was rolled in the big iron pot, and a strong fragrance wafted out.

Yan Feng buried his head in fanfare, and had no intention of exploring the relationship between Lu Wenzhou and Uncle Li. He only felt that after Lu Wenzhou came in, the atmosphere in the store became as dull as the afternoon air.

No matter how rough his nerves were, he still felt something was wrong.

Turn on the screen, it's almost half past one.

Reaching out for a piece of paper to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, Yan Feng turned his head to look at the people sitting next to him.

For almost five minutes, neither of them said a word.

It's really troublesome, but just agreed to Lu Wenzhou's invitation with a twitch, only to be responsible for handling such emergencies in the end.

Yan Feng felt that he might be destined to repay the favor Lu Wenzhou helped him deal with when he was a child.

Who made him be naughty when he was a child, and every time he made trouble, he dragged Lu Wenzhou into trouble.

Looking at Uncle Li, Yan Feng slapped his mouth with his hand, "Uncle Li, your chili is hotter than before. We are going to be late, and I will take care of your business next time."

Lu Wenzhou glanced at Yan Feng in surprise, a little surprised that Yan Feng was not a young master who didn't understand anything.

It was so touching that his cub said so many things for him to save the siege.

Uncle Li seemed to have just recovered, and hurriedly rubbed the apron with his hands on his knees, "Look, it's all my fault. I just wanted to talk to you, but I forgot that you have something to do."

Yan Feng stretched out his hand and tugged at Lu Wenzhou's hair, as if venting his dissatisfaction with going out at noon, "It's not your fault, it's him. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have gone out in the sun."

It's getting hot.

It's only the beginning of September, and the weather isn't getting cooler at all.

If the dormitory hadn't been air-conditioned, Yan Feng doubted that he would have died on the spot.

When Lu Wenzhou got up, the stool rubbed against the ground, making a sound, which was very clear in the quiet small shop.

Having just lifted his slack heart, Yan Feng stared at Lu Wenzhou closely, fearing that Lu Wenzhou would do something.

If there is a real fight, who will he help?

Unexpectedly, Lu Wenzhou just bent down to set up the stool, and smiled at Uncle Li, "Little Feng and I have something to go first, and I'll take care of your business next time."

"Wenzhou, you—"

Uncle Li hesitated to speak, caught a glimpse of nervous eyes, smiled and patted Lu Wenzhou on the shoulder, "You boy, you have really grown up a lot, I am old."

After saying this, Uncle Li turned and went back to the kitchen behind the window.

Yan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that they just met each other before, and there is no fault.

Patted Lu Wenzhou on the shoulder, "Let's go?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll really sell you?" Lu Wenzhou smiled and hooked his shoulders, and took him away, "Go shopping first before going."

Stuffing the phone into his pocket, Yan Feng stretched out his hand and pulled his schoolbag, squinting at Lu Wenzhou, "Who is it?"

"You will know when you arrive."

When he walked out of the shop, Yan Feng turned his head.

He seemed to see Uncle Li wiping tears...

The two boys with pleasing height and outstanding looks walked near the attached high school and normal university where students often come and go, especially the naturally powerful aura of the high-level alpha, which is particularly eye-catching.

The higher the alpha level, the stronger the attractiveness, and it can be favored almost without pheromone.

Starting from the attached middle school, one kilometer away is the Normal University.

The tree-lined avenue of Shida Road blocked most of the sunlight, and the asphalt road was covered with mottled light and shadows, swaying with the shadows of the trees.

Yan Feng was hooked by Lu Wenzhou's shoulders, yawning again and again, he simply didn't bother to walk by himself, rest assured that Lu Wenzhou would lead him on the road.

The retribution of going to bed too late and waking up too early is that he is going to be sleepy now.

The game in the early morning, the process and the result made him so angry that he couldn't sleep.

What kind of messy tactics were played, didn't see it.

Looking sideways at Lu Wenzhou beside him, seeing his rare expressionless face, he blinked once, and there was a bright smiling face again, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Concealing his doubts, Yan Feng coughed lightly and patted the back of his hand, raised the corners of his eyes, and warned coldly, "How long are you going to do this?"

"Really don't like it?"

"kindness."

"Duplicity."

Lu Wenzhou stretched his hand around his face and squeezed it hard before letting go. When he put down his hand, he picked up Yan Feng's schoolbag, "You carried explosives? It's so heavy."

A cold light flashed in Yan Feng's eyes, "Well, it's used to deal with you."

Hearing this, Lu Wenzhou smiled and grabbed Yan Feng's wrist, ignoring the disgusting expressions of the girls who followed for a short distance behind him and Yan Feng.

"It doesn't take so much effort to deal with me, just give me a kiss, it will be more effective than **."

Yan Feng: Why is Lu Wenzhou getting more and more shameless?

The moment he was brought into the flower shop, Yan Feng glanced down at Lu Wenzhou holding his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, he felt that he was a frog in Lu Wenzhou's warm water.

Glancing at the back of Lu Wenzhou's head, before Yan Feng could say anything, Lu Wenzhou had already let go.

As if to prevent Lu Wenzhou from making another sneak attack, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, stood aside and watched Lu Wenzhou finish picking flowers, and went to pay the bill with a pot of asparagus in his arms.

asparagus?

Yan Feng seemed to have discovered something, when he looked up at Lu Wenzhou,

Meeting Lu Wenzhou's gaze, he lowered his head and stared at his toes guiltily, and only raised his head when someone approached.

"Want to see the teacher?"

"It seems a little obvious." Lu Wenzhou touched the back of his head, pouted at Yan Feng, and motioned him to go outside, "Suddenly remembered that next Monday is Teacher's Day, so I had to go early."

This idiot is so secretive when he visits the teacher, so just tell him no.

Yan Feng raised his feet and strode out, feeling that he had promised Lu Wenzhou that it was outrageous to run out at noon.

I really don't know what kind of wind it is.

The two entered the Normal University one after the other. Yan Feng had also visited the Normal University before, but he was a little surprised to see Lu Wenzhou walking in front, looking familiar.

What was Lu Wenzhou's life like these years?

The box of curiosity in his heart was completely opened, and Yan Feng suddenly wanted to know about Lu Wenzhou's life in the past few years.

Is it because you are taciturn and at odds with your classmates?Then she was isolated and became what she is now, treating everyone with gentleness and courtesy, but keeping a reasonable distance.

What about him?

Is it also within a reasonable distance of Lu Wenzhou?Wanting to get close to him is entirely out of the childhood friendship.

It's like finding the same kind, subconsciously approaching, it's not...

"What are you thinking? You didn't hear the two calls."

Yan Feng: "..."

Looking up, he saw the tenderness in Lu Wenzhou's eyes. Yan Feng suppressed the imperceptible depression in his heart and shook his head. When he looked up, he realized that he had already walked downstairs to the classroom and dormitory.

Is Lu Wenzhou going to visit a university teacher?

"Little Feng! Is it really you?"

A voice of surprise came from behind, Yan Feng froze, glanced at Lu Wenzhou, lowered his voice and said quickly: "I'll slip first, help me catch people!"

Lu Wenzhou saw Yan Feng's expression of seeing a ghost, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a figure walking past him quickly, grabbing Yan Feng who hadn't had time to escape.

With just one glance, Lu Wenzhou was sure that the man in front of him was an omega?

Lu Wenzhou's face was dark: His son's romantic debts are all owed to the crowd of college students?

Yan Feng turned his head in embarrassment, the corners of his mouth twitched, looking at the man in front of him, the 1.8 meter man suddenly became obedient, "Senior."

"Hey, he looked like he was about to run away just now." The handsome man with dyed brown hair was shorter than Yan Feng, but he was more mature than Yan Feng.

The man sized up Lu Wenzhou, then narrowed his eyes, "Are you a student of Ah Sheng?"

Yan Feng: How did the senior know Lu Wenzhou?

Lu Wenzhou: This omega calls the teacher so intimately?

face to face

Looking at each other, when Lu Wenzhou was about to speak, a tall man walked by, wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, but carrying a strong aura.

Lu Wenzhou released the pheromone almost subconsciously. It was just released and quickly extinguished.

Yan Feng glanced at Lu Wenzhou in surprise, and seeing that his face was not very good-looking, he immediately stared at the visitor vigilantly.

"Little Feng, this is my alpha, don't be nervous." The brown-haired man hurriedly comforted Yan Feng, and walked to the man's side, "Your student, what are you doing?"

The man put his arm around his waist, walked up to Lu Wenzhou, nodded his head, "Let's go up and talk about it."

Glancing at Yan Feng again, he couldn't help being surprised.

He is already an alpha at the pheromone S level, how could it be possible for an alpha to not respond to the situation just now?

Yan Feng pursed his lips, as if he was about to strike at any time.

Leaning next to Lu Wenzhou, he asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Lu Wenzhou shook his head and nodded towards the man, "He is young and not sensible."

When they went upstairs, Lu Wenzhou and Yan Feng knew another person's name at the same time.

The brown-haired omega is Zhou Heng, a doctoral student majoring in history at the Normal University, and the tall alpha is Xiang Qisheng, a professor of physics at the school.

"We're married. We registered after the Chinese New Year." Zhou Heng showed off his wedding ring. Seeing Yan Feng's surprised face, he couldn't help laughing, "Travel wedding, so few people know about it."

Yan Feng glanced at Lu Wenzhou, who was sitting on the balcony with Xiang Qisheng discussing physics, curled his lips.

No wonder the physics grades are so good, it turns out that there are experts to help.

Zhou Heng followed Yan Feng's gaze, and only Xiang Qisheng was in his eyes, full of admiration, "Ah Sheng is really handsome, but he is a bit colder, which is actually very good, but this is the first time I saw him often mentionedThis student."

"Lu Wenzhou?" Looking back in surprise, Yan Feng regretted it after finishing speaking.

So surprised that he seemed to be very concerned.

Sure enough, Zhou Heng's gossipy eyes fell on him, Yan Feng picked up the water glass and took a few sips.

"Why are you shy in front of me, but you—"

In the middle of the sentence, Zhou Heng's eyes flashed with worry, "It can be seen that he likes you very much, but, are your... glands still not healed?"

When this topic was mentioned, Yan Feng froze his expression, shook his head blankly, and touched the back of his neck unconsciously.

"Senior, I—"

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Heng's class teacher in junior high school happened to be Yan Feng's class teacher, and Zhou Heng had a good relationship with the teacher, so he often went back and forth, and his relationship with Yan Feng also became good.

Yan Feng pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Heng with an expression of

very confused.

Except for his parents, Zhou Heng was the only one who knew that he had glandular dormancy. Even Yan Yao didn't know about it, thinking that he had already differentiated into an alpha.

If his glands are always like this, isn't that—

Subconsciously looking at Lu Wenzhou, even facing an alpha like Xiang Qisheng, there is no obvious difference. His brows are handsome, and his expression when speaking is easy to convince others.

If it is with him, it may not be permanently marked.

Without this kind of fetters, there will be an omega with a high degree of pheromone matching, will you regret it?

"High-level alphas are very low on the pleasure brought by pheromones and markers, so you don't have to worry."

Yan Feng was startled when he heard this, and quickly denied it, pursing the corners of his lips, "No."