I was marked by my old enemy school grass

Su Zhan gave Wen Mo a hard look, "Why feed me more, I, I don't need to eat your pheromones?"

"Really?" Wen Mo put the things into the schoolbag unhurriedly, "But, the doctor said, you need to 'eat' my pheromones to develop, don't you?"

Su Zhan looked at Wen Mo furiously, but couldn't refute a word.

And Wen Mo, the flirt, approached Su Zhan at the right time, and lowered his voice: "I think you should have prepared something else."

Su Zhan looked at Wen Mo in astonishment, almost thinking that this guy has mind reading skills, otherwise he would know everything.

Wen Mo saw that he was almost amused, he slightly curled the corners of his lips, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I like whatever you give me."

"Who, who cares if you like it or not..." Su Zhan retorted stammeringly: "I'm giving you a gift, it's courtesy, the most basic courtesy!"

"Well..." Wen Mo was silent for a while, and said slowly: "But, I think you gave me a gift, not because of politeness, but..."

But what Wen Mo didn't have time to say, Gu Youxin shouted again: "Cousin, come sing, I think this song is very suitable for you!"

Su Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably escaped.

Wen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression a little cold.

Gu Youxin shivered inexplicably, and rubbed his arms reflexively to keep warm, wondering if he had done something wrong again.

Wen Mo walked up to Gu Youxin, took the microphone away, and said coldly, "I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself."

Gu Youxin was scared and at a loss: "Cousin, what did I do wrong?"

Wen Mo sneered.

Gu Youxin immediately shut up and stopped asking, "Cousin, tell me, I will definitely do what you say."

"Go and ask, what song Su Zhan likes to sing, and try to get him to sing one with me." Wen Mo lowered his eyelids, and said in a cold voice: "Don't let him know that I asked you to do this."

Gu Youxin immediately folded his hands together to reassure, and then ran to sit beside Su Zhan.

Su Zhan was playing a VR game at first, and was about to take a break at the end of a round. Gu Youxin leaned over and asked, "Su Zhan, do you want to sing a song? Playing games is always boring, and I usually play enough in the dormitory. "

Su Zhan originally wanted to play a somatosensory game, but when he heard Gu Youxin say this, he smiled: "I haven't sung very much since I was a child, and I feel that I have a tone deafness, so it's better not to join in the fun."

Gu Youxin persuaded: "Try it, I came to the party room, I feel so lonely without singing, and I don't have any voice as background sound, it's too deserted."

Su Zhan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Then help me with a simple song."

Gu Youxin's eyes lit up, and in a blink of an eye, his words became: "Su Zhan said he wanted to make a simple song."

Su Zhan's eyes widened: "Fuck, how did you listen?"

Gu Youxin asked innocently: "Su Zhan, don't you want to be simple, that's it."

Su Zhan: "...Simple songs are not simple, thank you, your IQ really insults your name."

When Jiang Anxing heard Gu Youxin's words, he immediately helped Su Zhan click on the song, and mentioned it to the front, and the next one would be the next one.

Su Zhan saw that the situation was wrong. There were several songs named "Simple", but Jiang Anxing chose the most ambiguous one.

That song was not easy for Su Zhan, he couldn't sing it.

He began to retreat: "No, I can't sing."

Wen Mo just finished singing a song, put another microphone in Su Zhan's hand, and said, "It's okay, I'll sing with you."

Su Zhan held the microphone and wanted to refuse, but Wen Mo said with a half-smile: "I am the birthday star today, you can't refuse the birthday star's request."

"Yes, a 17-year-old birthday star." Su Zhan glanced at Wen Mo angrily, "You really are a 'longevity', you can sell your old age at this age, don't you want to go to heaven in the future."

Although Su Zhan was muttering, he still sang along with Wen Mo.

A few seconds into the song's prelude, Wen Mo whispered, "I don't want to go to heaven, I just want to go to..."

The latter words are hidden in the beginning of the song, blurred.

When the song started, Wen Mo raised his head, his thin lips opened and closed, as if he was singing the lyrics, but his eyes were not looking at the screen.

Instead, he only looked at Su Zhan.

Although Su Zhan has been looking at the lyrics on the screen, he also has a feeling of being watched, and he can't help but look sideways.

Wen Mo kept looking at him, his dark eyes kept staring at him, and his eyes fell on him, as if he never left.

Su Zhan felt his heart tremble inexplicably, and he unconsciously lowered his voice, not knowing what he was singing.

Wen Mo is singing the most lingering "Simple" according to the tune and lyrics. His voice has a kind of magnetism that is not there in the past, and it is slightly low, like the beautiful sound of an elegant cello pulling the strings. .

Listening to the lyrics with ambiguous meaning in his ears, Su Zhan looked at Wen Mo's eyes, gradually couldn't look away, blushed, and in the end he didn't know how he finished singing.

Next to him, Gu Youxin felt that he had completed the task, and shouted, "Great! Let's have some wine!"

Wen Mo raised his hand and threw a bottle of ice water on Gu Youxin, "You're not yet an adult, why drink?"

Holding the ice water, Gu Youxin yelled unconvinced: "Cousin, you are biased. If Su Zhan says he wants to drink, will you give him the wine?"

Wen Mo said slowly: "First of all, Su Zhan is much better than you, he won't say he wants to drink, and secondly, even if he wants to drink, I won't give it."

But he won't hit him with ice water, and he will coax and tease him with nice words.

Su Zhan finally got out of the embarrassment when he was singing just now, and when he heard this, he felt that he was really innocent, why did he cue him on any topic.

He laughed angrily: "What are you talking about, I have never drank alcohol, underage drinking will not grow taller."

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows, quietly planning something.

The party time ended soon, and Wen Mo and Su Zhan went back to the dormitory together.

Su Zhan went back to the dormitory, and after washing, he lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

At 10:30, half an hour before the lights were turned off, Su Zhan wondered if he would like to have a game of chicken.

Before he clicked on the game to start matching, a shadow fell over his head.

When he looked up, he saw Wen Mo sitting on the edge of his bed, looking down at him.

The tall alpha blocked most of his light, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with handsome alphas.

He sat up uncomfortably from the bed and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You haven't wished me a happy birthday yet." Wen Mo lowered his eyelids, and there was no emotion in his voice.

Su Zhan said suspiciously: "I did. When we were eating together, I cut the cake. I also wished with everyone. I sang a birthday song for you, didn't I?"

"That's not it." Wen Mo still lowered his eyelids, and his whole person seemed to have a quietness that didn't match his usual aloof appearance, so quiet that he was a little lonely, "I said it with others, I want to hear you say it to me alone .”

Su Zhan scratched his head, feeling uncomfortable, "What do you say alone, happy birthday to you alone?"

"Ah."

Su Zhan felt something was wrong, but saying happy birthday is a very simple thing, he thought about it, and said to Wen Mo, "Happy birthday."

Wen Mo raised his head, his dark eyes were a little gloomy, "Happy birthday, what about the gift?"

"Ah, a gift?" Su Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then his expression was not right. He turned his eyes away and said falteringly, "Isn't the gift already given to you?"

While talking, he leaned against the head of the bed, trying to stay away from Wen Mo.

But how could Wen Mo do what he wanted.

Wen Mo propped his hands on both sides of Su Zhan's body, and slowly leaned over to approach him. Alpha's handsome facial features became bigger and bigger in his sight, until they occupied his entire vision.

Wen Mo was very close to him, so close that he could vaguely smell the pheromone on Wen Mo's body, the kind of pheromone with a woody fragrance, he couldn't help but smell it twice more, the glands on the back of his neck throbbed a few times .

Ever since he became dependent on Wen Mo's pheromones, he seemed to be particularly irresistible to Wen Mo's pheromones, and he always wanted to hear more.

But Su Zhan was shy and awkward, and kept trying to hide this...

But he kept it a secret, whether Wen Mo found out that it was Wen Mo's business.

Wen Mo didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the smell of pheromone became stronger, Su Zhan's face was a little red, and his breathing became a little urgent.

Wen Mo said unhurriedly: "Didn't you buy the perfume I mentioned earlier?"

Su Zhan widened his eyes and looked at Wen Mo in astonishment.

The boy's amber eyes were wide open, with a bit of surprise and awkwardness, completely revealing what was on his mind.

Wen Mo continued to approach Su Zhan, and said softly, "I want, I want you very much...give me that bottle of perfume, so did you buy it?"

Wen Mo paused meaningfully.

Su Zhan couldn't tell a lie, seeing Wen Mo asking him this, he lowered his head involuntarily, feeling afraid to face Wen Mo's gaze, "Well, it's just a bottle of perfume, you don't need it, keep asking me what I do. "

"I'm not short of perfume, but I'm short of what you gave me." Wen Mo's coquettish words are always in the same pattern, "I've grown up so much, I haven't received that bottle of perfume from someone else."

Because he threw everything sent by others back to the original place.

"So, can you send it to me?" Wen Mo's voice was clear and cold, with a rare sense of loneliness and loneliness, "I've helped you so much, so I don't even deserve a bottle of perfume?"

Su Zhan couldn't take it anymore because he was squeezed out. He was always willing to take the soft rather than the hard, and Wen Mo was hardworking.

After all...he really owes Wen Mo a lot.

Su Zhan's eyes wandered, looking around, "That..."

I don't know if Wen Mo's pheromone captured his brain, he felt a bit stunned.

He was silent for a while, and then whispered: "Just this time, I, I just happened to pass by that day, bought it casually, didn't think so much... I didn't think it resembled your pheromone..."

As he spoke, he took out the perfume for Wen Mo like a thief.

Wen Mo took the perfume, his expression changed as if his face changed, and he looked at him with a half-smile: "How do you know that this perfume smells like my pheromone?"

Su Zhan froze for a moment, suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, Wen Mo immediately unpacked the perfume at a flying speed and sprayed the perfume on him.

When Su Zhan was distracted by Wen Mo's series of coquettish operations, the lights in the dormitory were turned off.

In the darkness, Wen Mo's eyes were bright.

He heard Wen Mo say: "Thank you for sending me, I am very happy, so..."

You smell like me all over your body.

Su Zhan lay on the bed and calmed down for a while before reacting.

Damn, Wen Mo actually pretended to be pitiful towards him and acted miserably!

Who can stand this TM.

The author has something to say: Wen Mo: For the sake of my wife, what's the point of pretending to be pitiful...

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抱歉今天中午这章有点晚了感谢在2019-11-1823:13:14~2019-11-1914:22:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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