In the original book, Ren Shuhan's crematorium started from this dance. He was jealous when he saw Song Xici dancing with other Alphas. Threats, only got a chance to dance.

It's just that the opportunity obtained in this way will only cause the two to break up unhappily. After that, Ren Shuhan never dared to use the second despicable method, and could only impress him with sincerity.

Song Xi decided that this dog man was just jealous. Anyway, he wouldn't tell his secret, and he could disagree with his invitation to dance at all.

On the way home, Ren Shuhan sneezed.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Qingyue asked with concern, "Why did you suddenly vomit just now?"

"It's okay, I was stimulated by his mango-flavored pheromone, I am allergic to mango," Ren Shuhan said casually, "He waited so long for me to help him keep a secret, he is an Omega, and I accidentally smelled the pheromone. arrive."

Jiang Qingyue: "...Secret."

Is it really okay to say that? But Jiang Qingyue was a little happy.

Ren Shuhan said righteously: "There are no secrets between the two of us. It's alright if you don't say no. We don't have any intersection with him anyway."

"My brother said that he will have a dance party for him this weekend, and I hope we can go," Jiang Qingyue tightened the strap of her schoolbag, "Are you going?"

Ren Shuhan was aggrieved: "Didn't you agree that the two of us would go out to play?"

Wife, do you want me to QQ on the first date?

"Then don't go," Jiang Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily, and finally felt a little lonely, "If in the future they know that he is an Omega, Mom and Dad should be very happy, and their relationship will be slowly repaired. ."

Ren Shuhan really wanted to hug him: "Did your parents contact you?"

"not yet."

"I'll always be your family." Ren Shuhan picked up his schoolbag, put it in the bicycle basket with his own, and touched his head, "Hold me tight later, don't grab the seat."

"Well." Jiang Qingyue said obediently, "I'm not sad, and I can't remember them well... I just feel a little wronged when I think about it, but I'm not wronged anymore."

Because of you, my heart is sweet.

Unconsciously, I said all the words in my heart, but I don't regret it, because I want to act like a spoiled child with you, and sell my grievances, because maybe...you will not be like them, leaving yourself and going to Song Xici's side.

Ren Shuhan didn't have such twists and turns in his heart, he was very simple, he just wanted to drive.

"That," Ren Shuhan unlocked the car, but held on to the handlebars, "where are we going to play tomorrow?"

"Go to... the zoo?" Jiang Qingyue thought secretly, all the other couples went, "Do you like it?"

"I like wherever you go," Ren Shuhan found a reason. "But isn't the hospital close to there? My house is relatively close. You can stay at my house tonight, and you can play more tomorrow."

Jiang Qingyue blushed again, and the sweetness on her body was even stronger.

It doesn't seem like a lot of words. He may be scolded when his brother knows, and he may be looked down upon by his parents, but he still doesn't want to refuse, and nodded.

"That's great..." After a while, Ren Shuhan still didn't move. He even propped up the car and leaned in to ask him in a low voice, "Can I smell you?"

He is too sweet.

He is so hungry.

Jiang Qingyue nodded again.

Because of the delay after school, there are no more students in the carport of the school. It is very hidden here, but if you get close and hear it, you should be fine... uh!

Jiang Qingyue smelled the wine.

It also seems to be a little sweeter, but more spicy.

He doesn't know how to drink, he's never, and he doesn't know what will happen if he does.

But Ren Shuhan knew that his baby would get drunk even if he just drank a little red wine, and would be very frank when he was drunk.

After a while, Jiang Qingyue raised her head and asked, "Can I smell you too?"

Chapter 35 Black History

"Smell," Ren Shuhan turned his head sideways, buried his face in his hair, and took a deep breath, "please feel free."

Jiang Qingyue raised her hand, her slender fingers gently grabbed his shoulders, her cheeks were red, her eyes were blurred, she softly said "um", and politely said thank you, the tip of her nose rubbed against his neck.

Ren Shuhan wanted to bite him.

Adolescent boys' brains are already extremely rotten, and ABO has embodied all these hidden impulses, which is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. Ren Shuhan is now hugging the person he likes and smelling him familiar because of himself. The taste is not edible, like a person who is addicted to sweetness has been smeared with karst on his lips, but he is not allowed to lick it.

"Can you take a bite?"

With a sigh in his words, he rubbed back and forth in Jiang Qingyue's hair, occasionally rubbing away his hair and touching his skin, Jiang Qingyue softened, and he had to rely on his arm to hold his waist to stand.

But there is still a bit of strange sanity left: "Can't...don't drink and drive..."

Ren Shuhan laughed out loud and rubbed his head with him: "Baby, it's me riding the bike, you just sit."

Jiang Qingyue's legs were weakened by the low laughter that lingered in his ears, and she still shook her head, feeling dizzy.

His memory was blurry at first, but now his eyes are blank.

"Can you still hold it?" Ren Shuhan had to let him go and let him sit in the back seat, but fortunately he hugged Ren Shuhan's waist as soon as he sat down, hugging tightly, "It won't fall off. Bar?"

Jiang Qingyue shook her head and rubbed his head behind him, making his waist a little puffy, and his back was sweating.

"Hold me tight, don't let me go." Ren Shuhan nodded his nose and pushed the car out of the carport.

When he went back, Ren Shuhan was afraid that he would fall off. He was not riding fast. The evening wind was blowing very cool. After all, Jiang Qingyue was not really drunk. on his back.

When he got home, Ren Shuhan thought he was drunk and took him down from the back seat. The car was still on the lawn, and his wife carried him all the way into the house.