Differentiate into omega in the normal world

"What kind of disgusting is this?" Chen Lang pulled the corner of his mouth, but frowned slightly. He squeezed Song Chen's chin closer, "Chenchen is so sweet..."

Song Chen pressed his eyebrows and turned his head away, staggering the kiss.

He raised his eyes, and the end of his eyes became more and more red, "Are you going to continue to lie to me?"

Chen Lang didn't understand why, so he panicked inexplicably. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You must tell me what I lied to you?"

After thinking about the past two days, I still have no clue.

"I saw it all."

"Huh? See what?"

Song Chen pursed his lower lip, his face turned pale, "Pheromone, omega, alpha."

Every time he uttered a word, Chen Lang's expression froze for a moment, Song Chen stared at him, refusing to let go of any change in his face.

Pulling his collar hard, "You already knew that, didn't you?"

Chen Lang was forced to lower his head, looking at Song Chen's red eyes, his heart ached.

"talk?"

Countless countermeasures flashed through Chen Lang's mind, and finally went blank. He still nodded and admitted, "Yes, I know."

Almost at the moment when Chen Lang confessed, tears rolled down Song Chen's eyes. The small compartment was overflowing with the fragrance of milk, but with a bit of bitterness.

"I know why you didn't tell me, that's right, you didn't tell me when you saw me sniffing your clothes before, you couldn't help but look at me making a fool of yourself and couldn't help but beg you to bite me, so you stood up and said you were helping me!" Song Chen bit Gritting his teeth, he wiped away the tears on his face, "It's fun to see me make a fool of myself every time, isn't it?"

He wanted to stop his tears, but he couldn't. He simply squatted down with his back to Chen Lang, and buried his head between his knees.

"I still believe that you really like me."

"You just like pheromones..."

When Song Chen thought of the book he read yesterday, he still felt absurd. At first, he thought it was just a novel with a strange setting, and even made fun of Chen Lang for reading such a strange thing.

However, the differentiation inside, the pheromones, the attraction between a and o, each line seems to be nonsensical, but it actually matches my own situation.

What's more, Chen Lang was still taking notes on the side.

Every time he sniffed at the clothes, he hugged Chen Lang until he bit him and was bitten by him.

Chen Lang found the basis in the book, and drew out the sentence at the end: the love between a and o often comes quickly, and they only need one step of marking, and they can consider the arrangements for their children in the future.

"Chenchen..." Chen Lang moved his stiff body, then squatted down, and said awkwardly and helplessly, "Listen to me, okay?"

"I don't want to hear it." Song Chen's voice was crying, "I thought about it all night and I didn't understand why you kept it from me, let's just keep it from me, why did you lie to me and say you like me, anyway, if you don't tell me, I will I will also beg you to bite me."

Chen Lang's heart clenched into a ball, and he said anxiously: "It's true that I like you. I admit that I deliberately kept the omega from you, but it's true that I like you."

"Fake." Song Chen raised his eyes, tears wet his eyelashes, and he choked, "You only like the pheromones on my body, and I'm the only one here who has the so-called pheromones, so you like me .”

"no……"

"You said it yourself." Song Chen interrupted him, pinched his knuckles fiercely with one hand, and said, "You said that if I didn't have this 'disease', you wouldn't like me."

Chen Lang was stunned, unable to say anything.

When the bell rang outside, Song Chen stood up and walked out of the cubicle, bypassing him, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on his face.

The cold touch made him tremble all over, the knuckles of his fingers were broken by his pinching, and they hurt from being washed by the ice water.

In the mirror, Chen Lang in the cubicle was still squatting in the original position. Song Chen took out a tissue to wipe it clean, opened the toilet door and went out.

Zhou Ning outside was just about to leave, when he heard the movement, he looked back at him and clicked his tongue, "Pay attention to the influence, you guys, let's see how red your eyes are, Chen Lang."

Song Chen: "I don't know."

"Hey, why are you walking so fast, wait for me." Zhou Ning glanced into the toilet suspiciously, but didn't see Chen Lang coming out, and didn't feel at ease. He just followed Song Chen back to the classroom as if there was a petty tantrum between the two of them.

After school at night, Chen Lang still didn't come out of the teacher's office. When he heard the ringing of the bell, he hurried out to talk to the teacher. At the door, he ran into Song Chen who was carrying a schoolbag and was about to leave.

"Chenchen, wait for me to get off."

Song Chen didn't answer, and when Chen Lang was finished, he was gone.

"Brother Lang, you haven't left yet. I think Song Chen has already gone down the stairs." Jiang Yu was on duty today. He had just returned from taking out the trash, and before he could finish speaking, he saw Chen Lang and ran away.

It was the end of school time, there were many people at the school gate, and the lights were dim. Chen Lang finally found Song Chen, chased after him and said, "Chen Chen, you must always listen to me, and don't give me a chance to defend yourself. "

Song Chen avoided him, "I don't want to hear it now."

Chen Lang: "Okay, then tomorrow...?"

Song Chen slammed the car door shut, "Let's go, Uncle Wang."

Uncle Wang glanced at the people standing outside the car, "Xiao Chen won't come up today?"

Song Chen turned his head away, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, "I won't come."

Outside the window, Chen Lang shook his head at Uncle Wang, who nodded knowingly.

We had a fight.

As the car started to start, Song Chen couldn't help turning his head to look at the people outside the window.

Chen Lang stood upright, the shadow on the ground was slender by the street lights, his eyes kept looking at the direction of the car going away.

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Song Chen's nose was sore, he was very angry and uncomfortable.

What exactly is abo?

Why did he become an omega? If he knew it would happen, he would rather not be an omega.

He turned on his phone and searched for abo, and a lot of various novels popped up. He searched a few times to find the encyclopedia and scanned it all over.

The more you look at your brows, the more you frown.

"What the hell are these!"

The voice was so loud that even Uncle Wang looked back, it seemed that the noise was quite fierce.

A message from Chen Lang popped up on the top of the phone, Song Chen didn't want to read it, but the message was displayed directly.

Chen Lang: I really like you.

In less than two seconds there was another one.

Chen Lang: It has nothing to do with pheromones.

Song Chen's heart suddenly relaxed, and then he threw the phone aside.

fraud.

This time the end of the semester is going back to the mock exam, so the teachers of each subject attach great importance to it, and they have never stopped reviewing the test papers, and the pressure is overwhelming. Song Ling looked at Song Chen who was at ease next to him, and said enviously: "Brother, what are you doing?" I'm not tired, my eyes are blurred, and I just wrote the Chinese answer on the math test paper."

Song Chen said lightly, "It's okay."

For him, being tired can make him stop thinking about pheromones and omega.

Song Ling asked: "Brother, why haven't you sat in the back with Brother Lang these two days?"

Song Chen closed the book calmly and took out another one, "Not all of them are the same."

different!Song Ling was in a hurry, full of doubts in her heart, but she had to hold back when the class bell rang.

Evening self-study was taken out of a class to listen to the lecture. I heard that a famous teacher from Peking University came to give them a lecture, which can be regarded as mobilization before the exam.

As long as there is no increase in homework, the students are still very excited and go to the lecture theater with paper and pens.

When Song Chen passed by, there were already quite a lot of people. People from several classes were there. He glanced inside and found Zhou Ning, who was about to go to the corner seat by someone grabbing his wrist.

"I don't want to sit here." Song Chen refused to sit down, and turned his wrist to pull it out, but was held even tighter by Chen Lang.

"There is no seat in front." Chen Lang said, and sat down while pressing his shoulder.

Song Chen sat down unwillingly, then turned his head away from looking at Chen Lang, the intention of refusing to talk was obvious.

Chen Lang took a deep breath, and called him helplessly, "Chenchen, it's okay to be angry, just don't ignore me?"

Song Chen: "If I ignore you, why would I be angry!"

Chen Lang: "..."

Chen Lang lowered his eyes, his jaw tensed.

He would rather Song Chen scold and kick him like before.

It's better than being snubbed and ignored now.

He should have expected this day.

He should have told Song Chen when he saw Bai Xiaoting's book, and then looked for a solution.

But he couldn't help it.

Song Chen who smelled like milk all over his body, Song Chen who hugged his clothes and smelled them, and Song Chen who cried and begged him to bite them off, all of them fascinated him.

No one in this world needs him, Chen Mingyu wished he hadn't been born, grandma just wanted him to leave as soon as possible, and grandpa compensated him because of guilt.

Only Chenchen...

need him.

love him.

Chen Lang rubbed his browbones and opened his eyes tiredly, the depths of his eyes became darker and darker.

As soon as the final exam was over and the college entrance examination was less than half a year away, the countdown on the blackboard became less and less, and many people became flustered.

Zhou Xue asked them to write down the target university they want to take, and then upload it to see how far they are from the target in the next test.

"Can the teacher write anywhere?"

"Yes." Zhou Xue said with a smile, "If you think about it, you won't break the law. It's fine for you to write ivy."

The people below couldn't laugh.

After the written note was passed up from behind, Chen Lang handed the note to Song Chen, but Song Chen didn't answer it, so he forced it into Song Chen's hand.

There was no discount, and the word "Beijing University" came into Song Chen's eyes in a daze.

Song Chen's heart trembled, and he handed it to the person in front of him along with his own.

It was snowing again on the day of the final exam, and it was very cold outside. Everyone stayed in the exam room and waited for the exam to start. Chen Lang went to the exam room next door to look around. He didn't find Song Chen, so he knocked on Zhou Ning's desk.

"What about Chenchen?"

Zhou Ning: "I was still there just now, let's go to the toilet."

Before reaching the toilet, he smelled a strong milky smell, Chen Lang closed the door tightly, "Chenchen? Open the door for me."

The compartment was locked by him, and Chen Lang knocked it a few times, only to hear the humming sound coming from inside, and the smell of milk getting heavier and heavier.

Chen Lang was so anxious that his eyes turned red, he slapped the compartment door hard, and said in a fierce tone, "Open the door!"

"go away!"

"Fuck off." Chen Lang cursed, lost his patience, went into the next door, stepped on the water tank and saw Song Chen squatting there, his bangs were wet with sweat, and he didn't know how long he had been there.

Chen Lang felt like his heart was being pricked by needles, he jumped to the side of Song Chen with all his arms, and released his breath after the rain.

"Go away..." Song Chen felt sticky when he opened his mouth. He stretched out his hand to push him, but Chen Lang grabbed him and dragged him into his arms. "Where am I going? How do you take the exam?"

"leave me alone."

Chen Lang ignored it, his forehead was twitching with anger, the smell was almost wafting outside and he let him go.

He hugged Song Chen, stroked his back, and kissed slightly along his neck.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

Chen Lang was unmoved, the breath after the rain lingered on the back of his neck, and Song Chen's uncontrollable crying sounded in his ears, soft and soft, like a cat crying, and said sobbingly: "Chen Lang... …I do not like this……"

Don't like you touching me because of pheromones.

The hands around his waist clenched into fists, Chen Lang forced himself to look up, away from the back of Song Chen's neck, brushed his bangs, and wiped away the sweat.

"But the exam is coming soon. If you don't bite, can you give me a kiss? I won't do anything."

Song Chen leaned in his arms, sweating in the cold winter, clutching his collar tightly with his fingers, but said: "Just wait, you go out."

Chen Lang looked down at his hands, closed his eyes, and rolled his Adam's apple impatiently.

"Then bite me." Chen Lang took off his thick coat and put it on Song Chen. The breath after the rain surrounded him. Chen Lang pulled down his collar, exposing his slender neck and approaching Song Chen, "Chen Chen bite me, okay?" ? Didn’t you read that book, which said that omega needs alpha pheromones, and the same alpha needs omega to appease.”

He leaned close to Song Chen's ear, and continued to coax in a low voice, "Please, Chenchen, bite me."