Chapter 114 Fanwai Twenty: ABO Fanwai (1)

There is a new transfer student in the sophomore (3) class.

It happened to be raining heavily that day. Xia Xiqing, who had thought about skipping class by jumping over the wall, was blocked in the classroom by the heavy rain. He rested his chin in his hands and stared at the pouring rain outside the window. The closed window allowed the smell of the pheromones to mix together, churning into some kind of weird smell that made him dizzy.

The head teacher opened the door and added a scent of sandalwood. It was almost like a Buddha came in. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting in the last row, stretched out his hands and lay on the table, wanting to sleep.

But it was just a moment.

He straightened up.

It smells...so fucking good.

This was the sweetest and most delicious smell Xia Xiqing had ever smelled. Richer than the best vanilla cake, soaked in the rain outside, soggy, pure and lustful.

Best of all, it's Omega's glandular scent.

Xia Xiqing, who moved his evil thoughts, twisted his neck twice, his eyes locked on the open door.

"Introduce a new classmate to everyone." The head teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head and looked out the door, "Come in."

Before this, Xia Xiqing had always felt that their school uniforms had not failed. The most failure was not ugly, but bland, white short-sleeved shirts and black trousers, with no bright spots at all.

But the moment the transfer student walked in, his critical aesthetic was greatly satisfied.

The person here is also 1.9 meters tall, with a pair of long legs wrapped in black school uniform pants. For an art student like Xia Xiqing, who has his own perspective ability, it is basically equivalent to no cover. Although Pan Liangshun is tall, he can walk in. The steps are positive, not like the model who walks on the stage, but like Tian Ann's door kicking straight. This guy's profile is also really amazing, with a high nose and brows, like a half-breed.

The moment he turned around, Xia Xiqing couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and whistled in his heart.

This dude was delivered to the door by God pointing to his taste.

Most of his hair was wet, and the ends of the hair were dripping with water droplets, running down from the forehead to his angular jawline, shaky. The white shirt was soaked by the rain, and stuck to the body with the humid air of midsummer, faintly revealing the muscular lines of his chest and abdomen.

Just looking at it like this, Xia Xiqing has already depicted in his mind the appearance of this person sweating profusely on some delicate occasion.

As an Alpha, what Xia Xiqing likes most is not the weak and delicate Omega, which is not attractive to him at all. He likes to collide and conquer. To put it bluntly, like to be energetic.

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhou Ziheng." He took a piece of chalk from the head teacher and wrote his name on the blackboard.

His voice was very nice, somber and full of magnetism. He pushed it away layer by layer in the quiet classroom, like a stone thrown into a lake, and ripples crashed into Xia Xiqing's heart.

The head teacher added, "Zhou came here by skipping grades, so he is a little younger than everyone else. You should help him more in the future and integrate into our third class as soon as possible."

Gee, still a little brother. Xia Xiqing was even more satisfied.

Zhou Ziheng showed a fairly friendly smile, bent down and bowed to the classmates sitting below, "Please give me more advice in the future."

Just as he was about to get up, there was a bang, something smashed to the ground, and the scattered sound of smashing broke the silence of the classroom.

Zhou Ziheng straightened up, and like all his classmates, his eyes followed the sound, and he fell to the last row of seats by the window.

In that position, there was a boy whose appearance could almost be described as beautiful, his face was full of guilt, he raised his hand and scratched the hair on the back of his head awkwardly, and smiled.

His voice was soft, like the only dry cloud that escaped the rainy sky.

"Sorry, I accidentally knocked down." He looked very submissive, and repeatedly lowered his head to apologize to everyone, and finally raised his head, looking at Zhou Ziheng's deep brows with seemingly innocent eyes, "I'm sorry."

"Classmate Zhou."

The head teacher coughed, "Be careful." After speaking, he tilted his head and said to Zhou Ziheng, "Exactly, Xia Xiqing is the only one in the class who doesn't have the same table, so you can sit next to him. You are all tall and sit at the back. It doesn't affect other students either."

Xia Xiqing...

I recited the name over and over again in my mind. Zhou Ziheng nodded, grabbed the schoolbag hanging on his left shoulder, and walked to the last row with his long legs.

In the breath, Xia Xiqing, who bowed his head to pick up the colored pencils one by one, felt that this supreme sweetness was getting closer and more charming.

Until a pair of clean white sneakers appeared in front of his eyes, the slender shadow turned into a ball and enveloped him. A slender and clean hand picked up the last colored pencil on the ground for him, red. Xia Xiqing raised his head, sat up straight on the chair, and saw Zhou Ziheng, who was half-squatting on the ground, hand him the pencil, like a red rose that bloomed just right.

"Thank you." Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to pick it up, taking this opportunity to rub his finger with the pulp of his finger, with a very short and light stroke, almost without lingering. But the other party didn't seem to show much, just nodded briefly, pulled the chair beside him silently, sat down, quietly opened the schoolbag, took out a black pencil case, and a blue one. notebook.

He just sat next to Xia Xiqing, and the sweet vanilla smell made him feel uneasy.

"Let's go to class, take out the weekly test papers that were not finished yesterday," the head teacher cleared his throat, "How many questions did we talk about yesterday?"

"Question 13!"

"No, I've covered it in question 13."

"Let's talk about a big topic..."

Although Xia Xiqing's heart was about to move, he could see that this Zhou Ziheng was not a good hooker. Although the pheromone on his body was sweet, unlike many Omegas, he seemed a little difficult to approach.

Could it be that you have been approached too many times?

After all, these days, the population, explosion and explosion, whether it is a high-quality Alpha or a high-quality Omega, are the most sought-after products in a hundred, and there are always many people rushing to them.

No matter what the Alpha is, the difference in physical strength is there, no matter what, it will not be at the mercy of Omega, but the reverse is not the same, if an Omega encounters a group of difficult Alphas, there is nowhere to run, only Let anyone slaughter.

Therefore, he fully understands some Omegas who are full of auras, and this can be regarded as a form of self-protection. In this severe courtship environment, Xia Xiqing also used his innocuous appearance to disguise his identity as an Alpha, in order to get close to those Omegas who were not easy to deal with.

But... Xia Xiqing looked sideways at the people around him, Omegas are so tall... they don't seem to be many.

In order to establish a basic friendship with Zhou Ziheng as soon as possible, so as to lay a solid foundation for the future siege, Xia Xiqing took out his camouflage skills and pushed the test paper in front of him to the middle of the two desks.

"Let's watch it together." A sweet smile appeared on the face of this beautiful little angel, very friendly and well-behaved.

Zhou Ziheng stared directly at the face in front of him without hesitation. He felt strange and puzzled. This Omega with a friendly attitude always made him feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He had a beautiful face, fair skin, deep double eyelids, slightly raised eyes, and dark pupils glowing with water. His eyes slid down his delicate nose to the tip of his nose.

There is a very small mole, which didn't notice when looked across the whole class just now.

This person named Xia Xiqing, his pheromone is rose-flavored, very strong. Although this smell was not uncommon among Omegas, it was different from the roses he had smelled before, and Zhou Ziheng couldn't tell what was different.

"Aren't you looking?" Xia Xiqing's lips were slightly open, as full as a ripe red berry, with a brightly colored moist uvula looming.

Zhou Ziheng's Adam's apple rolled slowly and calmly, revealing a smile.

"Look, thank you."

Looking at the same paper, it is natural to get closer and closer. Xia Xiqing pretended to lean on Zhou Ziheng inadvertently, stepped on the side beam of his chair with his right foot, rested his elbow on his right knee, and supported his pointed chin with his palm.

His beautiful peach eyes floated from the equation on the test paper to the back of Zhou Ziheng's neck. His head was buried low, and the end of the smooth back neck had a bulge, which was a vertebra.

Zhou Ziheng felt that he was looking at the back of his neck, he was sure, but he didn't speak or raise his head, his eyes were fixed on his test paper. He couldn't understand why an Omega had the weird habit of staring at the back of other people's necks. But he seems to be a very smart person, Zhou Ziheng thought when he looked at the exam paper full of checkmarks.

He likes smart people.

Smart people are always fun anyway.

"That's right." Xia Xiqing seemed to be thinking of something. He lowered his head and stretched out his hand to rummage through his drawer. His entire back was arched, and he bent over to look. Zhou Ziheng, who was not squinting, finally took his eyes off the test paper and glanced at Xia Xiqing next to him. This posture made the white shirt on his back taut, and the raised spine was completely outlined, and the butterfly bone was affected by his movements. , as if he would break into a butterfly in the next moment, but with a sigh of relief, he climbed up along the line, Zhou Ziheng saw his slender back of the neck.

The nape of the neck is fairer and cleaner than many female Omegas.

The moment Xia Xiqing got up, Zhou Ziheng averted his eyes and fell back to the roll surface. The buffering of his heartbeat was delayed for a while, and he was still restless for a while.

"Here you are." Xia Xiqing handed him a pack of tissues. Seeing that Zhou Ziheng didn't take it, he took out one and stuffed it into Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Wipe it, don't catch a cold."

Zhou Ziheng clenched the paper tightly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, the same table."

The head teacher wrote the lengthy proof process on the blackboard. The heavy rain outside the window has not stopped, but it is getting bigger and bigger. "The teacher just said your name, Xia, Xi, Qing..." Zhou Ziheng read out his name word by word. A special smell made Xia Xiqing's already eager heart even more difficult to bear, and he couldn't help licking his lips.

Zhou Ziheng turned his face sideways, "Which name is it?"

Not clear. The first reaction in Xia Xiqing's mind was this word.

He smiled, his face as gentle as the untimely spring breeze, "Clear Qing."

Zhou Ziheng nodded twice, "Good name."

"Each each other." Xia Xiqing hooked the corners of his lips, but his smile changed.

The two people with different motives have reached a certain tacit resonance, like a flame jumping into the sea, a glacier falling into lava.

Unreasonable, very exciting.

During the evening self-study, the rain outside stopped a little. Zhou Ziheng kept his head down and did the math. After two pages of scratch paper, he finally finished his math homework. The people around him made excuses to go to the toilet ten minutes ago, but they haven't come back yet. With a sore neck, Zhou Ziheng turned his head and leaned back for a while. The boy in the front seat accidentally bumped his desk, knocking over a bottle of red ink at the corner of Xia Xiqing's desk, and the ink bottle was turned over.

Zhou Ziheng reacted, thinking of Xia Xiqing's friendly and kind attitude, he quickly picked up the glass bottle, used the tissue he gave him to hold down the ink that was about to flow on the table, and used up a pack of tissues. The fingers were all stained with ink, and the rose color penetrated into the gaps between the fingerprints.

Before they were completely dry, Zhou Ziheng decided to wash his hands and spray some Omega pheromone perfume by the way.

After raising his hand to ask the monitor for leave, Zhou Ziheng left the classroom, walked through a corridor, and came to the men's bathroom at the end. As soon as he got closer, he heard a familiar voice inside. He is a new transfer student, and there are not many people who can make people feel familiar.

At the same table, Xia Xiqing is one.

"I don't know why you are still pestering me?" His tone changed, even his tone was different, completely different from the meek and friendly person he saw as an angel. Impatient, impolite, and even a little bit sharp and direct.

"Isn't it obvious enough that I refuse? You rely on me so much, isn't it too ugly to eat. Huh?"

When he said um, the tone turned and turned, and it was bad.

Peeping and eavesdropping has always been Zhou Ziheng's most contemptible act, but at this time, if he left directly, it seemed strange, as if he was afraid of him.

There was another person's voice inside, soft and weak, just listening to it knew it was an Omega.

"But, I really like you..."

"You like me." Xia Xiqing repeated this person's tone, and then let out a disdainful sneer, "I like me, and then get entangled with another person, tsk, your liking is really cheap."

"Xi Qing, I..."

"Go away." Xia Xiqing's voice became cold, as if he didn't want to say another word, he was decisive and straightforward.

If you don't leave, it will be too late, Zhou Ziheng thought. But his steps were not dictated by his own willpower.

The next second, a thin and white guy came out of the bathroom, with a sweet and soft smell of raspberry pheromones, and saw Zhou Ziheng quickly lowered his head and left as if fleeing. Zhou Ziheng didn't look back at him, but only heard the gurgling sound of water coming from the bathroom.

He walked in, and Xia Xiqing, who had lowered his head and washed his hands carefully, raised his head, like a meticulous murderer who cleans up the scene after a murder. The moment he raised his eyes, his eyes were cold. After seeing the person in the mirror, he suddenly changed and flashed a trace. Surprised, but soon recovered.

He laughed and changed back to his friendly tablemate.

"What a coincidence." Xia Xiqing's voice returned to gentleness.

Zhou Ziheng stared at him in the mirror with a cold face and said nothing.

"Did you hear me?" Xia Xiqing was calm, as if the person who said those words wasn't him at all. He raised his hand and used those wet hands to fasten the torn necklines for himself, and fasten them one by one. , the drops of water ran down his neck and stopped at his bulging collarbone.

"I originally wanted to dress up." Xia Xiqing turned around, approached Zhou Ziheng step by step, hooked his foot on the open door, and slammed the door shut with force.

He raised his hand, pressed Zhou Ziheng's chest, and pushed him to the door. His wet hand left a palm mark on his white shirt, which was pressed against the left atrium. Although it was cold, it was hot inside.

"You should have seen it." Xia Xiqing said bluntly with that innocent face, "I'm interested in you."

At the moment of approaching, Zhou Ziheng suddenly found that the smell of the Omega glands on his body suddenly disappeared. On the contrary, in the sharply compressed air, he smelled an extremely spicy tobacco smell, which was very choking, very punchy, and mixed with richness. rose scent.

It turned out that this was his pheromone smell.

"I'm Alpha, you're right." Xia Xiqing was terrifyingly direct, "I only pretend to be an Omega in order to get close to those high-quality Omegas and turn them into my possessions."

As he said that, his face came closer little by little, his eyes covered with water mist drifted to Zhou Ziheng's lips, "For example, you are such a good..."

Suddenly, Xia Xiqing frowned slightly.

No, the glands are so bland.

Before he could finish the remaining half of the sentence, a huge force pushed him against the cold tiled wall, so fast that he was caught off guard. Zhou Ziheng's arms tightly wrapped around Xia Xiqing's waist, making him unable to resist.

He lowered his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the breath of pheromone became more and more intense. The sweet vanilla scent did not disappear, but another scent that had been suppressed and hidden gradually emerged, wrapping Xia Xiqing's body.

It was the lingering smell of gunpowder smoke after a shot was fired.

"What a coincidence." Zhou Ziheng pinched Xia Xiqing's chin, his thumb slowly rubbed against his plump lower lip, and the rose-colored ink of his fingers stained the corners of his lips.

"I'm pretending too."