Words First ABO

Shangchu has always felt that he is a bit weird recently, but if he is forced to say one, two, three, four, five, he can't tell what is wrong.

In the middle of the night, Song Yao drank a whole bottle of Coke before going to bed, woke up in the middle of the night suffocated by urination, and did not dare to go to the bathroom alone, tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, finally couldn't hold back anymore, and crawled to Shang Chu's side Shake him awake and ask Shang Chu to accompany him.

He was pouring water in the toilet, Shang Chu half-closed his eyes and yawned outside, and asked casually, "Hey, what if you are sensitive to a person's pheromone?"

"Who is it?" Song Yao pulled up his pants, turned his head and asked, "A or O?"

"Alpha." Shang Chu gathered the coat on his shoulders and replied.

"One A is very sensitive to the pheromone of another A?" Song Yao came out of the toilet and blurted out while trembling, "That's because he's upset, you two are born to repel each other, so it's okay if you stay far away." , otherwise, what else can I do? Meet and fight once?"

Shang Chu pursed his lips, and said, "We can't stay far away, what should we do?"

"Why not?" Song Yao pouted.

"You don't care!" Shang Chu scoffed at him, "It's impossible anyway."

"Who is it?" Song Yao hooked his shoulder and squeezed his eyes, "Whose pheromone do you respond to?"

"It's not me," Shang Chu said sternly without blinking, "I have an Omega friend, and my reaction to another Alpha...is a bit strong."

Song Yao clapped his hands, with an old-fashioned look: "That means they are a natural couple!"

Shang Chu's ears burned suddenly: "Go away! Don't talk nonsense!"

"What's wrong with me, that's what it said in the biology textbook," Song Yao blew his nose, then stared at Shang Chu with strange eyes: "Ah Chu, why are you blushing?"

"Red fart!" Shang Chu punched him, and covered it up, "I was woken up by you in the middle of the night, so angry!"

The two returned to the dormitory without saying a word, Song Yao went to bed first, and got under the covers in a huff.

Just as Shang Chu was about to go up, he inevitably made a rustling noise when he took off his coat.

Bai Aize had always been a light sleeper, his eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes slightly, with one arm resting on his forehead, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Why did you wake up?"

"Go to the bathroom," Shangchu hung his coat on the hanger, walked to the bed, and whispered, "Is it bothering you? Go to sleep."

Bai Aize blinked lightly, stretched out his hand naturally, and gently hooked Gou Shangchu's little finger: "No, I'm asleep."

In fact, this was just a subconscious, extremely inconspicuous little movement, but Shang Chu froze all over, and quietly curled up the finger that Bai Aize had pulled, his palm was wet and hot.

Alpha fell into sleep again, the faint moonlight cast a faint light and shadow on his side face, the shape of the brow bone and the bridge of the nose were smooth and straight.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Shang Chu's breathing gradually became a little disordered, and when he realized it, his forehead twitched, he threw off his slippers in embarrassment, and hurriedly climbed onto the bed.

match made in heaven?

Shang Chu stared at the ceiling, his heartbeat couldn't slow down no matter what.

He and Bai Aize are a natural match?

He holds a little bear in each of his left and right hands, and the fluffy puppet is nestled in his arms, soft and gentle.

Biology textbooks say that the generation of love is based on the mutual attraction of pheromones.

But Shang Chu once disliked this theory very much. If even human emotions can be guided by pheromones, then "human" will no longer have the meaning of being human.

He put his hand on his left chest, feeling the violent pulse coming from under his palm.

——Pheromone can't decide who he is a natural match with, only he can.

Although Shang Chu hasn't figured out whether he and Bai Aize are a fucking match, anyway, he can be sure that Qin Sinian is not.

He was thinking of keeping a distance from Bai Aize to avoid being overly influenced by his pheromone; but every time he saw Qin Sinian walking towards Bai Aize, he couldn't help rushing to separate the two of them.

Student Shang himself didn't understand what was going on with his subtle and secret thoughts. Fortunately, the days of training were boring but fulfilling, and he didn't have time to think and entangle with them.

The passage of time was much faster than expected. On December 25th—Christmas day, the youth training camp began the mid-term assessment.

When the results of the last fight were released, everyone was shocked, and the one who ranked first was the airborne idiot Bai Aize who had always been looked down upon.

In the subsequent training, Bai Aize's strength was impressive, both in practice and in theory.

Jiang Xuecheng and Yu Fan are quite honest, after all, they are big boys with direct thoughts. It was true that they looked down on Bai Aize who came through the back door, and now they are sincerely convinced by the strong.Several people specially came to Bai Aize to apologize, Bai Aize smiled, and said that after leaving the camp, they would meet for a drink together.

A boy of this age doesn't have any twists and turns, and having a meal in the cafeteria together, all grievances and embarrassments are gone.

However, the first few times were just classroom tests after all. Although they all got results, they were not so formal after all.

Everyone agrees that Bai Aize and Shang Chu are undoubtedly the strongest, but the instructors in the training camp have argued privately about who is the strongest, but there is no way to reach an agreement. Only this mid-term assessment has the final say.

The fighting assessment is divided into groups by lottery. Bai Aize and Shang Chu, as the first and second placers last time, lead a group of 18 people in each group. First, there will be two-two confrontation in the group. Finally, the top two in each group will become the top four in the camp. Only by actual combat can the final accurate order be obtained.

Although the competition system is rigorous but complicated, the assessment front is extremely long, from the 25th to the 30th without interruption, interspersed with various theoretical exams during the period.

Shang Chu was very busy. If the other Alphas felt only physical fatigue, then the high-intensity physical confrontation was a huge consumption for him.

He gritted his teeth and injected the fake pheromone into the blood vessels one by one, and needed a supplement almost every day.

Shangchu has never felt the natural power difference between Omega and Alpha so clearly like now.He was really tired, because the amount of medicine injected in a short period of time far exceeded the upper limit that his body could bear. On several nights when he turned over, he was awakened by a sudden dizziness. He hid in the toilet cubicle Vomit, there is a burning sensation in the throat that is about to vomit blood.

Finally, on December 31st, the New Year's Eve, the exams for all theoretical courses were over, and only the last two people in the fighting class were left to compete for No.1.

Shang Chu checked the protective gear for the last time, and when he arrived at the training ground, Bai Aize and several instructors were already waiting there.

"Hi!" Shang Chu whistled, and Diao Erlang raised his hand to the stage, "Hello instructor!"

"Are you ready?" Hou Jian asked seriously with a straight face.

"It's been good."

Shang Chu shrugged, pursed his lips seemingly casually, but his eyes were serious.

"Over there," Shang Chu raised his chin to Bai Aize, "Are you ready?"

Bai Aize raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Tighten the elbow pads tightly, don't loosen them again, I won't let you go."

Shang Chu paused, and asked, "How do you know—"

Shang Chu didn’t like to wear elbow pads because of needle holes on his arms, and the elbow pads hurt. The day before yesterday, when he was fighting with Zhang Juexiao, the elbow pads fell off when he bent his elbows to block punches. .Later, when Shang Chu took a bath, he checked and found that his elbow was completely blue, and his bones still hurt.

But how did Bai Aize know?

Could it be that Bai Aize actually watched every game of his?

He raised his head and looked straight at Bai Aize, but the tall Alpha didn't answer the question directly, but emphasized it again: "Tighten it up."

Shangchu's nose itched, he let out a low "oh", and lowered his head to wrap the elbow straps of his hands tighter.

"Okay—" Hou Jian blew his whistle, "Get ready!"

Bai Aize raised his hand: "Wait a minute."

"What's going on!" Hou Jian frowned, "Hurry up!"

Bai Aize raised his foot and walked towards Shang Chu.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Shang Chu took half a step back, "Are you doing a surprise attack? It's too dishonorable, Er Gong Bai..."

He stopped before he finished speaking, and Bai Aize stopped in front of him, then knelt down on one knee, with a helpless tone.

"Future police officer Shang, don't you check your loose shoelaces before fighting?"

He is wearing a close-fitting top, and the muscle lines of his arms are clear and smooth; but his fingers are dexterously shuttling between the shoelaces, forming a sharp and wonderful contrast with the sense of strength that is about to emerge.

Shang Chu looked at the back of Bai Aize's head, and heard his own heartbeat clearly in the empty fighting arena.

He didn't know if it was the palpitations from the injections he'd had before playing.

But it doesn't matter, when he wins this No.1, he still has a lot of time to think.