Chapter 115 Fanwai Twenty-One: ABO (2) [End of Full Text]

The relationship between Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng has always been maintained within a very strange critical range. At first, everyone thought they had a crush on a good Omega, but 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 tend to be more normally distributed, and high-quality Alpha and Omega have become a minority. Under the huge pressure of marriage, childbirth and mate selection, Alpha, who originally stood at the top of the discrimination chain, has also become the choice of many Omegas who want to improve their genes. Zhou Ziheng has lived in an environment where there are more O and A less since he was a child. Since elementary school, he has been harassed by many Omegas and even his parents. The unbearable Zhou Ziheng didn't want to rely on being an Alpha to put pressure on others, so he had to transfer schools, and even covered up his Alpha identity. No Alpha dared to touch him casually.

One pretends to be an O because he wants to harass others, and the other pretends to be an O because he is afraid of being harassed, and they both look right the first time they meet. There is such a coincidence in the world.

But how do two Alphas get together? forget it.

Having said that, neither of the two thought about it. Others only say that Alpha has a desire to conquer his Omega, but for them, when two possessive Alphas meet, the thrill of conquest is doubled.

Every time in front of outsiders, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng, who were at the same table, always pretended to be very friendly, and they did a first-rate job in face-saving skills, but they did not stymie each other.

In physics class, Xia Xiqing lowered his head and drew on the table. Zhou Ziheng thought he was very funny. He was like a boneless person every day. He was either lying on his back or leaning on the table. Listen, each test score is not low.

"I'll find someone to answer this question." The physics teacher stood on the podium and glanced at the students below. Everyone lowered their heads to avoid the teacher's sight.

"Then... Xia Xiqing."

Xia Xiqing, who was immersed in his own "creation" and couldn't extricate himself, never heard his teacher call him. After a while, his chair was kicked, and Xia Xiqing turned his face inexplicably to the accident sitting beside him. The person lowered his voice and said, "Why?"

"Xia Xiqing? Why don't you get up and answer the question?"

"Ah?" Xia Xiqing was stunned for a while, seeing Zhou Ziheng's half-smile expression, then turned his head to see the serious-looking physics teacher on the podium, and then stood up slowly, his good psychological quality made him still on the verge of death Pretending to be garlic, "Teacher, I didn't hear you calling me just now."

The physics teacher had one hand behind his back, the other holding the physics workbook, a pair of reading glasses drooped in the middle of the bridge of his nose, those shrewd little eyes looked at Xia Xiqing from the gap on the upper edge of the glasses, "Then tell me, What do you choose for this topic?"

How do I know what to choose? Xia Xiqing was completely confused, and he didn't even know which question the teacher was talking about. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the tablemate beside him, saying that he had also tipped off to himself just now. It's not that you don't help him much at this time, and you have to send the Buddha to the west.

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

This man did it on purpose. Xia Xiqing thought to himself.

"Um……"

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

Xia Xiqing was very grateful, and he would be even more grateful if he said it together with the answer. He lowered his head and turned a few pages to find the question. In fact, Xia Xiqing's physics was not bad, but in such a short time he was able to solve this question that requires calculation...

Can't afford to lose this man. Rather than being watched by the whole class, it is better to bow down with Zhou Ziheng. After some mental preparation, Xia Xiqing stretched out his foot and kicked Zhou Ziheng's chair leg, "Hello." After kicking Zhou Ziheng twice, he turned around and turned his face to look at him.

"Um?"

Xia Xi Qing Dynasty, he winked and pointed to the question, "How many to choose?"

Zhou Ziheng imitated his appearance, resting his chin in his hand, taking it easy, word for word.

"beg me."

beg? ? ?

Xia Xiqing's eyes widened. What are you kidding?

beg him?

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

It's a bit of a back.

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

Zhou Ziheng was still turning a pen gracefully. Obviously there is only less than a minute, but Xia Xiqing feels that the days are like years, the time is suddenly stretched, and each frame is swaying for a long time. He couldn't wait any longer.

fuck it.

Zhou Ziheng gave in at the last moment and said softly, "B."

Xia Xiqing raised his head and said confidently, "I don't know. I just lost my mind."

The physics teacher shook his head in disgust, "Can you not attend class if you have good grades? Your attitude has been very problematic recently. You can't be complacent just because of your current grades. Dui, the teacher sighed, "Sit down and come to my office between classes in a while."

Xia Xiqing nodded and sat down. After the teacher turned his back, he pointed his middle finger to Zhou Ziheng.

This beam is closed.

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

"Let's invite a classmate to read this text." The English teacher paced slowly on the podium, and his eyes finally fell to the last row.

"Student Zhou Ziheng, get up and read it to everyone."

After listening, Zhou Ziheng stood up, picked up the English textbook with his right hand, pressed his left hand on the desk of the desk, and began to read aloud. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting beside him, looked at him sideways with interest.

He looks good, has a good voice, has long legs, a good figure and a bright mind. Everything fits his aesthetic.

It's a pity it's an Alpha, which is really boring.

After reading the first paragraph, Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt a little itchy on the side of his thigh, he lowered his head slightly, and saw a thin white finger slowly draw down the side seam of the school uniform trousers.

Just as he lowered his head, Xia Xiqing also looked up at him, his eyes met, he gave a wicked smirk and raised his innocent face.

Zhou Ziheng continued to read the text calmly, speaking at a slow or slow pace, which seemed to outsiders to be no problem at all, but he knew very well that his heart had begun to chaotic.

That finger became more and more arrogant, wandered to the hip bone and then turned back up, the fingertips rubbed against the texture of the fabric, and the place it touched seemed to be on fire, and it was faintly hot.

Xia Xiqing enjoyed the process of teasing, and when he thought of the last time he let himself be embarrassed in front of the whole class, he felt more refreshed. Just as his fingers were about to turn back again, a hand grabbed his wrist, forcibly removed his destructive hand, and separated it from Zhou Ziheng's long straight legs.

Really able to install. Xia Xiqing glanced up, and Zhou Ziheng was still reading aloud calmly and earnestly. 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 he became the same table with him, Xia Xiqing found that he was a very strange person. On the surface, he looked aggressive and even a little cold. But always inadvertently revealed a huge contrast to his own kindness. On Saturday's noon holiday, Xia Xiqing, who left the campus with a bicycle, accidentally saw him squatting behind the gym and secretly feeding stray cats.

Can't bear to starve a stray cat, so can't bear to squeeze his wrist with too much force?

Feeling that Xia Xiqing was a little more honest, Zhou Ziheng thought to let go, but the next moment, his hand was held by Xia Xiqing, and his slender fingers were forcibly embedded. Ambiguous gesture. Zhou Ziheng tried to break free, but Xia Xiqing's strength was far greater than he imagined, and he would not let go no matter what.

Everyone in the class quietly listened to Zhou Ziheng's reading. Zhou Ziheng's back was dripping with sweat, and his shirt was tightly stuck to his back, like a hand that Xia Xiqing couldn't shake off at this moment. He felt that he was beginning to have hallucinations, and the fragrance of roses was getting stronger and stronger, and it was about to confuse his brain, his eyes, so that he could not even see the letters in front of him.

The June wind was so hot that it almost seemed to melt the glass windows, trying to swell up and wrap him. Wrapping up this dangerous and taboo moment, turning the two teenagers who secretly held hands into an eternal amber.

Finished reading the last sentence. Zhou Ziheng felt a faint sigh of relief.

"Very good, please sit down."

Xia Xiqing let go of his hand the moment the teacher opened his mouth, and ended the nasty game. He looked up at the blackboard and pretended to be a well-behaved student. Zhou Ziheng sat down, for no reason, his heartbeat was a little abnormal. His left hand was spread out on the knee under the table, and he lowered his head, Zhou Ziheng looked at his palm calmly, the sweat that was drowned after the cold air gripped his hand blew cold, the gaps between his fingers were red and rosy, It is the trace left after being held tightly.

It's strange, as if it wasn't this hand that he held tightly.

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

At this moment, a crazy idea popped up in Zhou Ziheng's mind.

Want to smell the spicy tobacco scent on him.

Time flies so fast, like forgetting the faucet that was turned on, the lost can no longer catch up. The relationship between the two still maintains the surface peace and the rivalry between the dark emperors. Everyone puts the other in a very special position, but it seems that no one pays attention to the other. After such a long time, it has become a special relationship that has been established by convention.

The intramural basketball game became the last event before the holiday began. Although Zhou Ziheng was a transfer student, he was targeted by the basketball team because of his nickname of the highest Omega in history. The captain of the basketball team was an Alpha with long teeth. He was always smiling, like a relative of Xia Xiqing, a pheromone. The smell is very special. It is the smell of cedar. He has asked Zhou Ziheng to join the basketball team more than once, but Zhou Ziheng was busy participating in the physics competition and excused it.

A few days later, the basketball manager who was looking at Te Wenjing also came to persuade him. That guy was even more interesting. He looked like an Omega, but turned out to be a Beta, and the smell of pheromones was almost indistinguishable. Like iced lime water.

Everyone had tried to persuade him, but Xia Xiqing, one of the main players in the team, didn't come to beg him. Occasionally I ran into them in the cafeteria. Seeing these three people sitting together to eat, Zhou Ziheng passed by them with a dinner plate. Xia Xiqing said strangely, "Bai Chang is so tall. Chen Chen, don't you think?"

Xu Qichen's expression was a little embarrassed, "Xi Qing, don't..."

"Don't pay attention to him." Xia Zhixu didn't even lift his eyelids, "I'll drag you in then."

Zhou Ziheng glanced at Xia Xiqing, walked to the seat behind them and sat down. During dinner, after listening to him talk about the basketball team with a gun and a stick, and the bullying bastards of 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, uncomfortable in his heart.

I originally thought that only me knew the true face of this person, but now I realize that I am not the only one. What's even more ridiculous is that these two people are his friends, but I can't find a suitable identity to define it. Undefined, vague, and almost torture.

Deskmate? Zhou Ziheng thought whether this was a suitable relationship. But soon he rejected it again, not inappropriate. It's that he doesn't want to.

On the day when the second-year-high school basketball game started, it happened to be an in-school simulation before Zhou Ziheng's competition. The leader of the physics teaching group organized all the good students to take the mock test in the multimedia classroom together. 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 glow in the sun. He also wore a red sports hairband, which looked like something that was not usually seen. He was so energetic, even his eyes were bright.

What a pity, not an Omega.

Otherwise, you might have a beautiful baby.

Zhou Ziheng was startled by this thought, 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 gave him a ruthless expression with a face that was so beautiful that Zhou Ziheng felt pity, "I'm not finished with you."

Maybe he feels like a little tiger now? Zhou Ziheng was almost amused by him. For some reason, he just thought that Xia Xiqing's pretending to be strong was really cute.

"You won't lose."

Zhou Ziheng's voice rarely wore away the usual tit-for-tat aggression, and became somber, with a touch of tenderness.

Xia Xiqing's heart and senses paused for a moment, and his thoughts were dragged away by his words, and he was dragged to the scene where he saw him feeding the cat in the back of the gym that day.

He finally remembered why he couldn't forget that scene. Because at that dusk, when he saw Zhou Ziheng squatting beside the grass, a deep bell sounded from the abandoned clock tower of the school, breaking through the twilight and causing him to be electrocuted.

Just like now, the moment heard Zhou Ziheng speak.

This game is not easy. The whole team in high school is a strong Alpha. These people have good football skills. There are quite a few Omegas on the sophomore basketball team, and there were two in the first half, even though one of them was fake.

Xia Xiqing is a small forward in the team. As a small forward, all he has to do is score. When 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, and 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 can play fancy enough to disrupt the opponent's heart.

At the beginning of the game, the ball was snatched by the team captain and center of the second-year high school pair. Not long after the opening, the Shuangxia combination was so popular that even the seniors of the third-year high school turned their backs to cheer them on.

"Xia Xiqing!!! Come on!! Xia Zhixu!!! Come on!!"

"Xia Xiqing!! I can!!"

"What can you do, he's also an Omega!"

"I don't care!!! I can do it!!"

"They're a bit of a match~"

"The captain's palace is right there, that Beta~"

Seeing that the sophomore team scored again and again, the senior three people couldn't sit still, and they started to play streetball. He followed the jump and waited until the opponent shot after the time difference. Xia Zhixu hit him directly because of inertia and was sentenced to a foul.

The forward of the third year of high school is a disgusting Alpha, and even the smell of pheromones is the smell of heather that Xia Xiqing hates the most. When he saw Xia Xiqing who was dribbling the ball, he rushed up. He thought he was going to grab the ball. As a result, Xia Xiqing was also whistled by the referee.

The score was gradually tied under the opponent's dirty tricks. Xia Xiqing was panting heavily, and was hit several times in a row, his arm was aching.

"What kind of ball does an Omega play."

The junior high school bench benched whistling obscenely like the referee, "Go home and have a baby."

Hearing this sentence, Xia Xiqing looked back with contempt.

"I can play, can you?"

"Trash." After speaking, he intercepted the opponent's long pass, broke into the opponent's penalty area with a very fast attack speed, and dunked with one hand.

"Fuck this explosive power!"

"Ahhhh, Brother Xiqing, I can do it!!!"

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

With his feet on the ground, Xia Xiqing patted his hair while panting, and smiled and pointed his middle finger to the cold bench over there. This dunk greatly boosted the morale of the sophomore year, and also aroused the anger of the senior team.

The cheers from outside were so enthusiastic that Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting in the multimedia room on the third floor, could hear it. It was obviously noisy and hindered his performance, but it made him work faster and faster.

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

"Mom is finally over, I want to go to the ball." Two girls passed by, and one of them said excitedly, "The second year and the third year of high school are fighting against each other. There are many handsome guys in the second year. Do you know Xia Xiqing, he looks super good-looking, it's a pity. He's an Omega."

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

"What?? How is that possible?"

Zhou Ziheng is in the same mood as this girl now.

how is this possible.

"Playing in the third year of high school was very dirty. He kept playing dirty tricks, and the referee was whistling black. Now it seems that he has started to deliberately hit people. If you play like this, you may be injured."

"No, I'm going to cheer Brother Xiqing..."

The two girls walked farther and farther, and their voices gradually became inaudible. Zhou Ziheng stared at his paper, the last big question left.

His heart slammed violently against his chest, as if he was in a hurry to break free. Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath and tried to clear his mind. It's just playing, and even injuries are common, not to mention what does this have to do with Zhou Ziheng.

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

After holding the pen and writing the last question, Zhou Ziheng turned the paper over and checked from the first question. The cheers outside the window grew louder and louder. He heard Xia Xiqing's name from the mouths of countless people, and the face in his mind became more and more concrete.

[If I lose today...]

That face was so cruel to himself.

If you lose.

A bird standing on the balustrade of the corridor outside the window suddenly flapped its wings and flew up to the center of the crowd. Xia Xiqing, who was standing on the court with the ball, was attacked by two people. His neck became red due to the vigorous exercise, and his eyes were looking 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. The two defending opponents were about to intercept, but he found that his arms swayed and he had brought the ball to the backboard.

The opponent's forward saw Xia Xiqing come in like this, and his eyes were red. Xia Xiqing lifted his foot and was about to make a layup. He stretched out his arms, but he received a violent collision on his back. He was almost dizzy due to the strong force. All scratches on the front side. The referee blew the whistle, and his teammates came to help him. Xia Xiqing gritted his teeth and pushed his palms on the ground to try to get up, but his eyes were still dark, and he couldn't change it for a long time. The most terrifying thing was that he found that his ankle was sprained.

"Hold……"

"Substitute." Xia Zhixu was very decisive.

"Who to replace? Who to replace?" Xia Xiqing's brows were tightly knitted, and he couldn't hold back his emotions.

Suddenly a calm voice came from the crowd.

"who said it."

Looking at the sound, a tall figure appeared in the gradually restored clear vision.

Zhou Ziheng...

Zhou Ziheng, who walked over from the crowd, 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 team uniform at him. He stretched out his left hand to catch the jersey, grabbed the hem of the vest with his right hand, 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 to the referee for a substitution. The injured Xia Xiqing was helped off by Xu Qichen, and the moment he passed Zhou Ziheng, he heard the opening.

"Although I really hope you don't finish with me." Zhou Ziheng ticked the corner of his mouth.

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

"I won't let you lose."

There's something wrong 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 pheromones collided violently, Xia Xiqing smelled the only smell of gunpowder smoke.

The third-year high school team never thought that there were such high-level candidates hidden in the second-year high school. Although they looked a little nervous, they still had to make up their minds on the surface, not to mention that they were Omegas.

"Fuck, all the Omegas these days grow taller than the other."

"What's wrong with Gao," a defender standing opposite was not convinced, "When he is in heat, let him bow his head, so he has to bow his head??"

Zhou Ziheng's angular jaw lifted slightly, and the red sunset that was about to burn shone on his face. He held the ball in his right hand and slapped it on the ground, "What about Omega?"

His tall stature and aggressive face condensed into an extremely strong air pressure invisibly.

"You still play obediently."

The whistle sounded. Everyone went into the fight, Zhou Ziheng was extremely fast, and before everyone could react, he dribbled the ball straight into the penalty area, and the opponent didn't even have time to defend.

"Back to defense! Quick!!"

Three-step layup.

in.

"Right." In the cheers, Zhou Ziheng smiled, "I never bow my head."

Xia Xiqing, who was sitting in the waiting seat waiting to be bandaged, stared at Zhou Ziheng quietly. His height advantage almost suppressed the audience, and all the opponent's long passes were blocked, not to mention his strong physical fitness and explosiveness, which made the opponent unable to block.

"Is this really an Omega..."

"What kind of fairy Omegas are in the second year of high school..."

"Fuck, hit the ground."

In the second half, the fight became more and more intense. Because Xia Xiqing was injured and left the field, the sophomore team was full of anger, and the fight became more and more ruthless. The score opened up under the leadership of the captain and Zhou Ziheng. The ball was about to hit the inside lane, Xia Zhixu rushed up to defend, and Zhou Ziheng happened to be coming too, but he suddenly said, "Zhixu, who was the one who hurt him?"

Xia Zhixu was stunned for a moment, and was almost taken by the opponent into the inside line, but fortunately Zhou Ziheng stopped the ball directly.

"12th."

"Understood." Zhou Ziheng turned to dribble, and No. 12 was in the opponent's interior to defend the rebound. Originally, he wanted to shoot a three-pointer directly, but when he saw No. 12 standing under the rebound, he simply changed his plan and went straight to the rebound.

On the 12th, when he saw him preparing for a layup, one took off and stretched out his hand to grab a rebound, but Zhou Ziheng just feigned, without his toes touching the ground, he threw the ball to another Omega teammate who was also under the rebound, and his teammates were also very good. Quickly catch the ball and make up the rebound. No. 12 couldn't control his body and fell to the ground under the influence of inertia.

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

"Didn't you see, the sophomore team is now pointing at No. 12!"

"It's awesome!! The sophomore team is awesome!!"

In the last few minutes, Zhou Ziheng almost stared at No. 12 alone, guarding him while provoking him, and playing No. 12 almost went crazy. When it was about to end, the score was already more than 20 points behind, and it was impossible to catch up. The opponent was struggling, but the long pass was intercepted by Zhou Ziheng, who was standing in the center of the court. No. 12 stood in front of him. Zhou Ziheng hardly jumped, he just stood up straight with one hand raised. No. 12 jumped in place, trying to steal the ball from his hand.

The whistle sounded.

"The game is over. The sophomore team wins!"

Zhou Ziheng still maintained the posture before the end, took two steps backwards, balled with one hand, and smashed the ball according to the position of the No. 12 station. A basketball was smashed so high that the No. 12 was frightened again and again. Take a few steps back.

"Boom-thump-thump..."

The basketball gets lower and lower, eventually rolling away.

Zhou Ziheng glanced contemptuously, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and left the court. He didn't plan to celebrate with his teammates, but he was abruptly dragged by the basketball manager Xu Qichen, "Let's take a photo together."

The wounded Xia Xiqing was also mixed up by Xu Qichen. Xia Xiqing, who was not ready to stand in the middle, jumped with his feet on the ground. Several big boys squeezed around, almost knocking him down.

"Hey, I'm going..."

Suddenly, a pair of hands supported his elbow from behind. When Xia Xiqing turned around, he saw Zhou Ziheng's face. It was strange to say that the hostility in him seemed to be gone in an instant. Xia Xiqing couldn't understand why a person could switch his aura so quickly. Holding him steady, Zhou Ziheng also stood beside him naturally.

Xia Xiqing turned his face and heard Zhou Ziheng lower his voice beside him.

"Your taste is about to change."

You don't need him to remind Xia Xiqing.

"Look at the camera—"

Xia Xiqing twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing his signature fake smile.

"You too."

During the self-study next night, Xia Xiqing's buttocks, who had lost one foot, seemed to stick to the bench and did not move. The students around him left one after another, and even Zhou Ziheng, who was slowly packing his schoolbag, was about to leave.

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

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

Xia Xiqing always looked good when he smiled, and said with a natural look, "Send me back."

"Why?" Zhou Ziheng was serious.

"No reason, aren't you a good man?" Xia Xiqing clenched his fingers tightly, "Since you have already helped me win the game, send Buddha to Xibai."

After struggling for a long time, Zhou Ziheng finally compromised and rode Xia Xiqing home on his bicycle. The wheels of the bicycle slammed across the uneven road. Xia Xiqing felt his heart stumble and his mind was dizzy. He felt that the sweet vanilla smell on his body was particularly good.

Craving for a vanilla flavored cake. Xia Xiqing, who grabbed the lower edge of the seat with his hand, thought to himself.

No, it's still ice cream.

Walking past a raised iron bar on the ground, he slammed into it, knocking out all of Xia Xiqing's previous thoughts. The wind shoved 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.

Following Xia Xiqing's instructions, Zhou Ziheng rode his bike into a quiet neighborhood and came to the downstairs of Unit 1. The street lights here seemed to be broken and the surroundings were very dark.

"It's 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 raised, said thank you with his back to him, took two steps, and stopped again. The moonlight shone down on his back, illuminating his entire body with a faint halo.

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

"What's the matter with you?" Zhou Ziheng saw that he didn't move, and said again, "Oh, you can't get up, right?" After saying that, he parked the car, "I'll help you up."

He walked over and grabbed Xia Xiqing's arm, but couldn't pull him.

"Hey……"

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

The smell of tobacco on his body could no longer be covered, and it became stronger and stronger. With a stubbornness, it drew out the pheromone of the smell of gunpowder on Zhou Ziheng's body, entangled together.

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

In the intensifying pheromone, Xia Xiqing tightly grasped the front of Zhou Ziheng's school uniform, and the tip of his tongue rudely pried open each other's teeth. Those crazy thoughts in his mind drove him to encourage him to kiss Zhou Ziheng indiscriminately.

The first reaction of Zhou Ziheng, who encountered 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 was panting, his face pale in the moonlight, but he was very handsome. The aroma of roses is too strong, sweet and lustful under the background of tobacco, which makes Zhou Ziheng's brain heat up. He saw Xia Xiqing open his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just turned around stubbornly and slowly jumped to the downstairs of the unit building. The moonlight finally failed to catch up with him. , plunged him into darkness.

I want you.

He didn't say it.

don't you want me?

He didn't say anything either.

The tip of the tongue seemed to be bitten, and a faint smell of blood permeated from the mouth. Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes and looked at the first steps, ready to jump up. He really shouldn't be so cowardly, Xia Xiqing thought. But after a while, he thought again that he shouldn't have done it at all.

Sighing silently, Xia Xiqing held onto the handrail of the stairs and was about to jump up, but was pulled by a force. The whole person was pulled into a warm embrace. The smell of vanilla, the impact of gunpowder smoke, and the surging hormones of adolescence, all of which trapped him firmly and fell deeply into it.

Zhou Ziheng's arms were tightly bound, and Xia Xiqing's heartbeat was fast, but he vaguely felt that in the other body that was close to him, the heartbeat was faster, as if it was hitting him directly. similar.

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

Xia Xiqing's breathing stagnated, and he got the answer without asking. He felt that Zhou Ziheng's broad palm was holding the back of his neck like this, slowly rubbing the piece of skin that could never be marked.

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

The last sentence was soft and vulgar.

"Want to stain your rose scent."

Xia Xiqing sneered, "You're crazy. I'm not an Omega."

Zhou Ziheng gently touched his neck, "You can be my Omega in the future."

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

"what……"

Teeth pierce skin, blood seeps, and the smell of roses is dizzyingly sweet. Although Zhou Ziheng knew better than anyone else that he could not mark Xia Xiqing, his pheromone could not enter Xia Xiqing's body, but the moment he bit the back of his neck, he still felt the illusion of fusion, beyond his physiology. It was as if the soul in his arms penetrated the body and melted into his soul.

Xia Xiqing thought that he could feel nothing more except the pain. They were not a match made in heaven at all. They were tit-for-tat and natural opponents, but at the moment when he was pierced by him, he actually felt the thrill of extinction. The thick gunpowder smoke buried him in the rubble of desire. He seemed to have died once. Pain and joy poured over him mercilessly, just like the heavy rain that fell on the day he came, trapped him in the classroom, forced him to die. When he met Zhou Ziheng.

Until his teeth loosened his flesh, Xia Xiqing couldn't recover for a long time. He was flagged, as if it were really flagged. 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, which was licked by the tip of his tongue and rolled cleanly. He just looked down at Xia Xiqing, 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 this moment, because he finally understood his heart and understood, so he panicked even more.

"I like you."

He was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes flickered ignorantly, he actually didn't expect Zhou Ziheng to say this. But Zhou Ziheng said, and 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, and restlessness and restlessness surrounded him.

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

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

"right."

"Except when kissing you."

——End of the show——