Words First ABO

After running ten laps in one breath on the 400-meter playground, Shang Chu was somewhat out of breath.

He returned to the team first, Bai Aize had the last lap left, and returned after a few minutes, standing next to Shang Chu.

Shang Chu glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, except for the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and sides of his face, Bai Aize's face was neither red nor out of breath, his steps were steady, and he looked quite at ease.

Shang Chu was a bit surprised, he thought that a son from an elite family like Bai Aize would have to pant if he couldn't run 800 meters, but he didn't expect his physical strength and endurance to be surprisingly good.

Bai Aize noticed that Shang Chu was sizing him up, and turned his head to look over.

Shang Chu wrinkled his nose, immediately looked away, straightened his chest and looked forward, muttering in his heart--an idiot is still an idiot, at most it is an idiot who is good at running.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, Bai Aize shook his head, and the beads of sweat hanging from the tip of his hair fell on Shang Chu's shoulder.

"Depend on!"

After exercising, Alpha emitted a strong smell of pheromones. Shang Chu was very sensitive to Bai Aize's smell, and immediately jumped a step aside, with a vigilant expression: "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Bai Aize raised his eyebrows innocently.

"What are you doing!" Hou Jian's sharp eyes fell on Shang Chu, and he said sharply, "I haven't run enough, have I?"

Shang Chu: "Report to the instructor, he stinks!"

Hou Jian said with a straight face: "I asked you if you ran enough!"

Shang Chu: "Enough, but he..."

"Shut up when you've run enough!" Hou Jian interrupted, "Return to the team immediately!"

Shang Chu reluctantly stepped into the queue.

Bai Aize pursed his lips, and Shang Chu raised a middle finger at him.

Hou Jian yelled at them again, emphasizing discipline and obedience, with his two thick arms dangling, Shang Chu felt cold for him.

Then, someone came up on the rostrum, who said he was their life instructor, with a loving face, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Students, although the instructor is strict, it is also out of responsibility and love for you. Very high expectations, you have all been selected through thousands of selections, and you are excellent reserves of the Capital Police Academy..."

Shang Chu understands this routine, Hou Jian will give them a warning first, and then change the instructor to implement the soft policy, the whip and the candy fly together, and the slaps are as sweet as the same color.

The instructor told them the disciplinary requirements for the next three months. They have a half-day rest every Sunday afternoon, and they can get their mobile phones back; NO.15 has a holiday every month, and they can leave the base, but they must return before [-] pm; No going out privately, no ordering takeaway, no private fights...

The instructor talked into the microphone on the rostrum. Shang Chu didn't even bother to listen to him saying that this is not allowed and that is not allowed. Bai Aize's smell is like a wild vine, with tenacious vitality. It scratched and drilled into his nasal cavity.

Shangchu was not feeling right all over, so he had to slow down his breath and lower his breathing rate, and if he continued like this, he would almost suffocate himself to death.

After standing for a long time, finally waited until the instructor stepped off the stage, Shang Chu just breathed a sigh of relief, another king came on the stage, with three stars hanging on his shoulders, he seemed to be the number one person in the city .

With the aura of a superior and Wia on his body, Wang Ju cleared his throat after looking around, and read a manuscript that was seven or eight pages long to them.

There was a buzzing in Shangchu's ears, he gritted his teeth and stood for the whole journey with perseverance.

The camp opening meeting was finally over. The instructor said that there were no other arrangements for the afternoon and evening, and they were allowed to wander around the base by themselves to get familiar with the environment. Everyone’s hot water pots, washbasins and toiletries had been distributed to the dormitories, and they were instructed to Remember to put your name on it when you go back.

Before the word "disband" was finished, Shang Chu couldn't wait to bypass Bai Aize, ran to the open space on the side, pulled his collar, and took a big gulp of fresh air.

Bai Aize sized him up, his eyes flickered slightly: "The reaction is so big?"

It is true that there will be mutual repulsion of pheromones between Alphas, but he did not deliberately release his own glandular smell. The smell induced by sweating is so light that it can be ignored. Why does Shangchu seem to be overwhelmed? ?

Shang Chu raised his head, his lips were pale, and he frowned and asked, "What do you smell like? Why are you so aggressive?"

Song Yao heard the conversation between the two of them, and ran over, put his head down on Bai Aize and sniffed, "It's not smelly, is it?"

Shang Chu rolled his eyes: "Is my cleanliness okay?"

"Cleanliness?" Bai Aize asked with interest.

"That's right," Shang Chu lifted his chin and glanced at Bai Aize, and said seriously, "I'm a person who can't smell any sweat, smell, or dirt, or I won't feel strong."

Bai Aize stood still in place, slowly wiped off the dust on his cuffs, curled his lips and said, "Is that so? I thought Classmate Shang was very resistant to dirt and smell. I saw Classmate Shang in the public toilet this morning. , naked..."

"Ahem..." Shang Chu choked on his own saliva, and quickly interrupted Bai Aize, "Misunderstanding, student Bai, I didn't mean you stink, I meant Song Yao!"

Song Yao who got shot inexplicably said, "Huh?"

"Did you fart all the time just now?" Shang Chu pinched his neck and asked, "It's so fucking stinky! It stinks me for two hours!"

"..." Song Yao yelled loudly, "The conscience of heaven and earth! I just let a boring fart!"

"One is better than ten!" Shang Chu covered his mouth and commented with a half-smile, "Diamonds are forever, and boring farts will last forever!"

"Uh-hmm..." Song Yao was dragged away by Shang Chu's neck.

With his hands in his pockets, Bai Aize watched them walk out of the playground shoulder to shoulder, then tilted his head and sniffed at the collar.

The inner garment has the fragrance of laundry detergent, which is refreshing and has no peculiar smell at all.

Bai Aize came to the conclusion that Shang Chu was deliberately targeting him.

He shook his head: "Childish."