Differentiate into omega in the normal world

Song Chen was exhausted and looked at him coldly, "Get out of the way."

The man ignored it, but squinted his eyes intoxicated, "I noticed you a long time ago, and I guessed right, you and I are the same kind."

"I'm the same as all human beings." Song Chen frowned, trying to push him, but he was caught because he was limp and weak.

"You smell so good, what kind of perfume did you wear? Shit, Zhenlang, who do you want to seduce at school in broad daylight?"

Song Chen glared at him in disbelief, "You fucking say it again!"

He moved his hand, but couldn't pull it out, so he raised his foot and kicked the man's calf hard.

The man was in pain, his whole face was contorted, he still grabbed hold of it and refused to let go, his eyes were red, and he wanted to kiss Song Chen like he lost his mind.

The mouth was dirty and very excited: "The little prodigal perfume is mixed with □□."

Song Chen's strength seemed to have been taken away, and the place where he was held was in pain. His face was flushed, and he kicked him with all his strength.

With a scream, he let go of Song Chen and squatted down.

"I mixed it with poison, do you know?" Song Chen blushed and took a few breaths. Seeing that he was still determined to stand up, he raised his foot on his shoulder and kicked him over.

Even so, he still stared at Song Chen unwillingly, his eyes were red, and he was confused by the strong sweet smell.

No, I have to go to Chen Lang!

Song Chen clenched his palms tightly, the pain made him a little clearer, he turned around to leave, only to find that there were people standing around him at some point.

They heard the screams and came to watch the excitement, but at this moment they were attracted by the scent, and they couldn't take their eyes off Song Chen.

day.

But at this time, Chen Lang was sick and absent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Chen ran downstairs, and the fragrance wafted like a gust of wind with his movements.

"It's so fragrant..."

Some of the onlookers ran down in his direction, and some suddenly woke up, clutching their foreheads and shaking back to the classroom.

"Don't let him run away!"

"there."

The people behind him chased Song Chen down the stairs like crazy, not even caring when the bell rang.

Song Chen has never been so embarrassed. He has poor motor nerves, and it is difficult to run 1000 meters. Now he has no strength and is being chased closely.

He was caught up in a few minutes.

He didn't know how he got to the toilet on the first floor. The door was locked, and the cubicle door was also locked.

Song Chen's legs were trembling, and he squatted down against the cubicle door without caring about getting dirty.

Sweat mixed with tears came down.

The sweet smell filled the toilet.

The door was slammed loudly, and it seemed that the door would be broken in the next second.

"Chen Lang..."

Song Chen took out his mobile phone, his palms were covered with sweat, and he failed to unlock it after several fingerprint attempts.

After finally unlocking it, he dug out Chen Lang's number and dialed it.

No one picked up.

"Open the door!"

"If you don't open it, I'll kick the door!"

The irritable voice from outside still reached Song Chen's ears through two doors. He covered his ears with his hands, his consciousness began to blur, and he didn't know what to do at all.

"Go away!"

There was a heavy humming sound at the door, and the flustered footsteps and the teacher's stern scolding were mixed together.The scent outside the door gradually dissipated, and the gathered students were driven back to the classroom by the teacher.

"Chen, Chen opened the door, it's me." Only Zhou Ning was knocking and shouting anxiously.

Nothing happened in the toilet.

Zhou Ning called him, but it took him a long time to pick up. Before he could speak, there was a crying voice on the other end of the phone, "Chen Lang...I feel bad."

Zhou Ning was stunned for a moment, "It's me, Chen, I'll take you to see a doctor, there is no one outside, don't worry."

But the other end continued to shout regardless: "Chen Lang, I want Chen Lang..."

Thinking of the situation in the toilet last time, Zhou Ning had some ideas in his mind. He took a deep breath and tried to discuss with him, "Chen, you open the door, and I will take you to find Chen Lang."

Song Chen didn't speak.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and the rich sweet smell rushed out from the crack, Zhou Ning's pupils constricted, and he took a small step back.

Song Chen lowered his head, his sweat-wet hair was pressed against his fair cheeks, his reddish side face was clean and beautiful, his blinking eyelashes made him look extraordinarily weak.

Zhou Ning lost his mind for a moment, Song Chen raised his face and glanced at him, his clear eyes seemed to have been soaked in water, the water was bright.

Pinching his palms, Zhou Ning said, "I'll go find Chen Lang with you."

But Song Chen shook his head, swayed and pushed the door open, with tears still on his face, "I'll go by myself, call me a car."

Zhou Ning was worried, he opened his mouth and still didn't say anything.

He had lingering fears about Song Chen's gaffes several times before.

Song Chen walked very slowly, the escape just now exhausted his strength, his throat was dry and sore, his eyes were blurred from time to time, and his body felt as hot as being roasted on fire.

If he wasn't still in school, he would have wanted to lie on the ground and roll.

"Wait, I'll go upstairs for a while, you go slowly." Zhou Ning glanced at his drenched back, frowned and confessed to him, then turned and ran upstairs.

Some people will get cold after staying in the air-conditioned room for a long time, so they wear long-sleeved jackets in the classroom, but girls’ jackets are too small, and most boys don’t need them when they are full of vitality, so Zhou Ning asked around, but it was not suitable, so he ran to The teacher's office borrowed a male teacher's.

When Song Chen ran back, he hadn't gone too far, so Zhou Ning put on his coat, which was as long as his buttocks, just enough to cover it.

After putting it on, Zhou Ning immediately stepped back two or three steps away, and took a deep breath.

The taxi waited at the school gate for a while, Song Chen deliberately sat in the back seat, Zhou Ning hesitated a few times and still didn't get in the car, went to the front and told the driver: "Master, he is not feeling well, please drive faster."

"Don't worry, I have sent those who are in a hurry to have a baby."

Having said that, after driving for a few minutes, the smell in the car became stronger and stronger. The master looked back from time to time and almost ran a red light. He clicked his tongue, "Little classmate, you smell very good."

Song Chen leaned against the car window, trying to speak in a normal tone, "Open the window, don't worry about spilling the perfume on yourself."

The master hurriedly turned off the air conditioner in the car, and pressed all four windows to ventilate. He couldn't help but glanced at Song Chen from the rearview mirror.

Now the child is really delicate, and the voice is softer than the girl.

He took out his mobile phone and called Chen Lang again, but he still didn't answer after several calls. Song Chen curled his lips, feeling inexplicably wronged in his heart.

"It's here, classmate!"

The master yelled several times, Song Chen came to his senses and got out of the car.

He was standing downstairs in the unit of Chen Lang's house, the afternoon sun shone fiercely on the earth, Song Chen's face was flushed with sweat, and he looked extremely hot, but he was still wearing an inappropriate long suit. sleeve jacket.

His senses seem to have evolved all of a sudden, and he can smell the faint and unusual smell in the air.

There was a faint smell after the rain, coming from the upstairs of the unit.Song Chen's heart began to beat violently, he heard himself swallow, and slowly climbed upstairs looking for the breath after the rain.

The brain that was still a little clear just now was completely occupied by a single thought.

find him.

It was his breath.

The door of Chen Lang's house was knocked, not loudly, but continuously, accompanied by cat-like shouts.

"Chen Lang...Chen Lang..."

Thin and soft.

Almost all the people who were still at home at this time were old people, so Song Chen yelled for a while but no one came out to stop him.Just when Song Chen was about to lose his hold, the door suddenly opened from inside.

The whole room is filled with an extremely strong and domineering after-rain atmosphere.

Chen Lang stood inside the door. His condition was no better than Song Chen's. His expression on his face could be called ferocious. Looking at Song Chen's eyes, he seemed to be able to swallow his stomach in the next second.

Song Chen didn't notice it, but his body was softened by the sudden breath, and he held on to the door frame with limp hands and feet, tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

He stretched out his hands pitifully towards the most dangerous person.

"Chen Lang... hug me."

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Chen Lang: Don’t blame me if you deliver it to your door

"Slag Gong is back" is being serialized

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Originally, I wanted to stay away from the protagonist, so I went all the way.

As a result, when he saw the hero Ji Yibo, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Cheng Yan'an: I'm greedy for his body!

After painstaking efforts, he finally brought back the old-fashioned male protagonist and turned him into a mature, steady, affectionate and dedicated real boss.

After three years of marriage, he was kicked out of bed.

Ji Yibo narrowed his eyes, and there was a flash of evil charm and disgust in his eyes, "Who allowed you to spend the night in my bed?"

Cheng Yan'an: "???"

Why, the seven-year itch is about to get divorced.

Ji Yibo threw a black card in his face, "Take care of your heart."

Cheng Yan'an: Where did the private money come from?

Ji Yibo randomly picked a few resources for him: "Last night's reward baby."

Cheng Yan'an's agent: The endorsement your husband found for you is too cheap.

Ji Yibo said to his friend: "He is just a substitute."

Friend: Don't drag me if you don't want to live!

Cheng Yan'an: If I can straighten him once, I can straighten him again.