Beta was teased by me

Yang Wu's eyes under the lens blinked twice in surprise. He was almost shoved to the infirmary by Xie Fei. He died heroically just after taking office. Those who didn't know it thought that the third class was in dire straits and there was no cure.

Sheng Cifan's face is genuinely beautiful, I have never seen it so close before, but now...

Tsk tsk, the skin is so delicate that you can't see the pores, it's delicate and fair, the chin is not that kind of sharp snake face, it shows a very natural and soft curvature, the lips are rosy and moist, the peach blossom eyes have aura, and there is a little lemongrass on the body The smell is fresh and pleasant.

Yang Wu felt that his desire for soft Omega faded in an instant, and Beta was not bad, so he didn't get up in a hurry, but still leaned into Sheng Cifan's arms slightly weakly, and asked inappropriately: "Brother Sheng, will you marry me in the future?" For Alpha?"

Sheng Cifan was obviously not on the same channel as him.

"Or, will you marry an Alpha?" Yang Wu put it another way.

Passing by a classmate, he hurriedly took a few steps back: "Damn it, monitor, your pheromone leaked."

Sheng Cifan raised his eyelids: "You have such good noses? Why didn't I smell it?"

The classmate made a detour and said disgustedly: "The smell of whiskey in the classroom is almost suffocating to death."

Sheng Cifan came closer and sniffed twice, but he didn't smell it, so he simply lowered his head even lower, and lifted Yang Wu's head up, so that his nose almost touched Yang Wu's neck.

The air flow of his breath swept across the glands of his neck with the heat of a young man, and Yang Wu suddenly came to his senses, jumped away like a corpse, and kept fanning his blushing cheeks with both hands: "Brother Sheng, you You, you are playing hooligans with me!"

Sheng Cifan raised his eyebrows in doubt, not understanding what Yang Wu meant, wondering: "What hooligans are you?"

Xie Fei looked at Sheng Cifan with a headache, and was about to educate people about it. When he heard that there was no essential difference between other people's glands and flirting, Lu Xiuyang kicked the table, and the two connected tables shook together, making a harsh sound. bumping sound.

Sheng Cifan was displeased: "Why are you crazy?"

The scene just now played back over and over again in my mind, every frame and every second is clear and unforgettable.Lu Xiuyang seemed to have fallen into a jar soaked with lemons, a sour and astringent discomfort poured in, and the aura around him was low and heavy.

He took out the books he was going to use for the next class and smashed them on the table, looked up at Yang Wu, and said in a harsh voice, "His brain is not working well, and your brain is flooded too, aren't you?"

Yang Wu's hand that fanned the wind suddenly stopped stiffly, his cheeks became even redder, and inexplicably gave birth to the illusion of being caught|raped on the spot...

Sheng Cifan didn't know what smelling glands meant, but Yang Wu knew it well. Practice has proved that it is true that the color makes the mind faint!

Sheng Cifan digested Lu Xiuyang's words over and over twice, and he was sure that this guy just scolded two people with one sentence, but he didn't name them, so he didn't have the consciousness to take his seat right at all.He moved his butt from the table to the chair, leaned on the edge of the table with one elbow, put his hand on the back of the chair, and faced his deskmate, speaking as gently as possible: "Lu Xiuyang, who do you think has a bad brain? ?”

Lu Xiuyang hastily inspected the surrounding people, then looked at Sheng Cifan again, and said a little meanly: "Guess."

Sheng Cifan pressed his cheeks with the tip of his tongue, clasped his hands together, and moved his wrist joints.

The war might be on the verge of breaking out, Yang Wu saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly dragged back to his seat.

Sheng Cifan glanced out of the window inadvertently from the corner of his eye, dark circles passed by the corridor, his head sounded the alarm, the next session is Biology class!

Gan!I fell asleep last night, and I haven't finished writing the paper yet!

Sheng Cifan stretched out his claws to flip over Lu Xiuyang's table.

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiuyang pressed Sheng Cifan's paw.

Heaven pays off, Sheng Cifan quickly found Lu Xiuyang's biology paper, hid it in the belly of the table, did not dare to put it on the table and copied it blatantly, then took out his own biology paper and put it on the table, and copied it at a glance question.

The dark circles are always used to coming to the classroom 3 minutes earlier, standing on the podium table, not paying much attention to what the students are doing, just flipping through their lesson plans, waiting for the bell to ring.

Seeing Sheng Cifan's waist arched like a shrimp, Lu Xiuyang looked uncomfortable and awkward, and pulled back his paper.

Sheng Cifan's life-saving straw was suddenly pulled out, and before he had time to "fuck", his paper was also taken away.

Lu Xiuyang answered the paper like a note, and the tip of the pen quickly skipped the blank space on the paper.

Before the class bell rang, Lu Xiuyang had already filled the papers to the brim. He could basically remember the answers to the papers he had done.

Sheng Cifan stared at the paper, his handwriting was scribbled and unrestrained, somewhat similar to his own handwriting, and found that Lu Xiuyang was holding a pen in his left hand: "You can also write with your left hand?"

"Writing with the right hand and drawing symbols with the left." Lu Xiuyang replied indifferently.

Sheng Cifan: ...Draw your sister!

Lu Xiuyang's voice was usually not loud, but there were dark circles under his eyes in the classroom, no one dared to make a fuss, and it was so quiet that only the sound of pages turning and a few small whispers remained.

As soon as the black eye circles raised his head, his eyes focused on Sheng Cifan. The voice probably came from that table. Lu Xiuyang was brushing up questions, so it should be Sheng Cifan who spoke.

"What symbol?"

Sheng Cifan's brain skipped a beat. The matter was too complicated for him to explain. After a moment of blankness in his head, he said nonsense: "Oh, the party secretary is going to give everyone the must-pass talisman drawn by himself."

The dark circles under his eyes smiled briefly, more like a mockery: "Your league secretary is quite feudal and superstitious. If you have this kind of thought, it's better to organize you to study hard."

The black-eyed reaction is obviously because he doesn't know that the secretary of the Communist Party is the number one in the grade he holds in his heart. Otherwise, it is estimated that Rainbow Fart can be blown out, and he can turn the ridicule into "The secretary of the Communist Party of China has worked hard and devoted himself to everyone's progress together... ..."

Sheng Cifan burst out laughing, and the laughter spread contagiously. Several people around lowered their heads and laughed wildly.

He was slapped on the forehead lightly, and a piece of yellow sticky note stuck to his forehead. Sheng Cifan stopped laughing suddenly, and tore off the sticky note with a cold face. There was a row of words written vertically on the sticky note—— A big talisman for treating nerves.

? !

Lu Xiuyang tilted his head to look at Sheng Cifan: "I hope superstition will work."

Sheng Cifan: ...

When the class bell rang, the dark circles directly skipped the ceremony of saying hello before class, and asked everyone to take out the papers and check them one by one starting from the first group.

When he arrived at Sheng Cifan's side, there were already a dozen people standing scattered in front of him.

The black eye flipped through Sheng Cifan's papers back and forth, and then took Xie Fei's papers from the front table for comparison. In the past, the answers from the two front and back tables overlapped by [-]/[-]%, but today it is not so high. The degree of coincidence, Sheng Cifan's test paper, obviously has a higher accuracy rate, and there is almost no possibility of copying the test paper.

The dark circles under his eyes pointed to the traces of circled paintings on the paper, and he was very optimistic about Sheng Cifan, and he encouraged him with precious words: "Not bad, keep it up."

Sheng Cifan nodded like pounding garlic.

After the black-eyed circle walked around the class, all kinds of people stood in half of the classroom. Some papers were full of answers, but there was no trace of thinking, so he directly classified such people into the homework copying party.

"All of you, stand in the corridor to attend the class. The class representative will write down your name. Today, each of these people will give out an extra paper. I will check it as usual tomorrow."

Fortunately, Sheng Cifan was not caught, so he leaned over to Lu Xiuyang's side, and bumped Lu Xiuyang with his elbow: "Tsk, time is tight and you have to take care of forging thought marks, it's a scheming plan."

A smile appeared in Lu Xiuyang's eyes. The so-called one who is close to vermilion is red, and one who is close to ink is black. He unconsciously imitated Sheng Cifan's usual tone and diction, and the tail of his eyes slightly raised: "Scheming? How old? Dad level or grandpa level ?”

Sheng Cifan followed the end of the sentence and blurted out: "Father."

After Lu Xiuyang was stunned for two seconds, he gave a sincere "hmm".

Sheng Cifan was silent for a moment, his face full of mmp, leaving Lu Xiuyang with an angry profile.

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After the fourth class, Sheng Cifan held him down before Xie Fei left: "Hey, Da Fei, where are we going to eat? Take me with you."

Xie Fei was a bit reluctant: "Brother Sheng, we didn't go all the way."

"I'm treating you." Sheng Cifan was very generous and slapped his chest.

Xie Fei rolled his eyes and negotiated a condition: "Then let's eat something full."

Ai Yingying came over in time to intervene: "Brother Sheng, listeners have a share."

Sheng Cifan made a contemplative expression: "It's easy to talk about what to eat, but I have something to discuss with you two."

Xie Fei and Ai Yingying looked at each other with a tacit understanding, thinking that the meal might not be finished.

"Which of you two will switch seats with me?"

As soon as the words fell, two figures, one fat and one thin, rushed out of the classroom as if reincarnated, and fled.

Sheng Cifan: "...fuck!"

Lu Xiuyang held a pen between his index finger and middle finger, and tapped on the book, rhythmically, and asked knowingly, "So you don't want to be at the same table with me?"

Sheng Cifan rested his cheeks and said weakly: "You should reflect on why you are so unpopular."

Lu Xiuyang put down his pen, closed the book, and said righteously: "I don't want to be at the same table with them, it's them who should reflect."

Sheng Cifan made a "cut", and asked without interest: "Then why are you at my table?"

It's time to coax it, otherwise it won't be easy to trick it back if it is really removed.

Lu Xiuyang carefully considered his words: "You don't know as much as I do."

Sheng Cifan was completely relieved by a simple flattery, and even floated back to the ground with the emotions that had just sunk to the bottom. His face was as reserved as possible, but his embarrassment was still obvious from the ends of his brows and eyes. revealed.

"That's right, there are four gai in the south, east, west, and north. Ask who is the elder brother. Men, you can't fuss over small things, be magnanimous."

Yep, rainbow farts are blowing again!

Lu Xiuyang nodded in agreement, and then asked in his soul, "Then shall we go have lunch together?"

Sheng Cifan was deeply moved by his generosity: "Let's go."

Lu Xiuyang followed quickly, his nerves were high, it didn't seem to be a bad thing.

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