Prohibition of terrorism

Song Yu thought secretly, the eyes behind the lens were a little dark.

Shi Liang's ears were blushing, but he didn't seem ashamed.

It's like holding back.

"Okay." Shi Liang looked at the little Huang Wen as a sand sculpture, and laughed so hard that his ears turned red. After being interrupted by Song Yu, he shrugged, and then he stopped calling Chairman Song, and said, "Song Shanhe."

This small yellow article is submitted to the colleagues in the account of the color waste station specially built by the students of the sixth middle school.

Although it didn't say who wrote it clearly, the tag and alpha character marked on the school grass are equivalent to the names of naked people in the street, so you can know who it is without guessing.

"Stop looking at these waste materials." Song Yu remained motionless, reminded casually, and asked for it: "Have you finished the review?"

Shi Liang's eyelashes trembled guiltily.

He thought the floor was a bit dirty just now, so he used it as a pad for the inspection.

Song Yu's eyes staggered from Shi Liang, fell on the paper spread on the ground behind him, and sighed slightly.

The resolute attitude of the other party not to write a review can be seen.

It's a pity to meet Chairman Song now.

Xu Sheng saw an empty seat during evening self-study and asked Lian Hongyun, "Where did Shi Liang go?"

Lian Hongyun: "I was called away by Chairman Song to write a review."

Alpha, who Brother Shi wanted to tease with all his heart, only wanted him to write a self-criticism, it was too miserable.

But it’s miserable, and it’s not allowed to write a self-criticism and something will happen just by writing it.

This is also close contact, which is a good thing!

Seeing that he had something on his mind, Xu Sheng carefully looked at his face, trying to see something, half-believed, "Have you finished writing yet?"

Lian Hongyun blinked and nodded sharply.

Xu Sheng was silent for two or three seconds, just when Lian Hongyun thought that Lao Xu was about to lose his temper, he saw him beaming with joy, shook the paper and left.

Lian Hongyun: "?"

The air conditioner in the meeting room was always on, and the air inside was pumped out and refilled with air-conditioning. No matter how strong the pheromone was, there were only wisps of pheromone left.

Shi Liang had no time to take care of this.He was forced to skip the evening self-study with Chairman Song, and was detained in this conference room to write a self-criticism all night.

It made him lose his mind.

Even the body's instincts were suppressed by the low temperature and the unexpectedness in his heart.

Shi Liang wrote down the last word of the review and handed it to Song Yu.

Song Yu was sitting next to him reading a book, and when he saw the self-criticism handed to him, he rolled his eyes.

"It's finished." Shi Liang said, pointing to his wristwatch again, "Self-study next night."

"En." Song Yu nodded, took his self-criticism and book together, and said to Shi Liang, "Come with me."

When Shiliang got up, his figure was unstable, and he stood upright by propping up on the corner of the table.

Eyelids are also a bit heavy.

Shi Liang glanced at Song Yu's back, and the other party followed him without noticing his abnormality.

He secretly looked at Song Yu who was walking ahead.

The hairstyle is very refreshing, the shoulders are broad, and the legs are long. The school uniform is very suitable for him. Just standing can block the light in front of him and cover the people behind him under his shadow. Alluring hormones are inadvertently released during his actions .

Mingming Song Yu treats people coldly, but Shi Liang somehow feels that even his shadow is hot.

Realizing that he was paying too much attention to Song Yu, Shi Liang frowned, slowed down, kept a certain distance, and asked slowly, "What are you going to do, Chairman Song?"

They walked down the corridor, curious heads protruding from their backs, and almost solid eyes fell behind them.

When Shi Liang turned his head and looked lightly, he shrank back.

Song Yu didn't speak, so Shi Liang asked again.

People passing by called Chairman Song to say hello, Song Yu nodded to them, then turned his head and asked Shi Liang: "Are you hungry?"

They have been staying in that meeting room since the end of get out of class in the afternoon.

Shi Liang was not too hungry, so he let out a soft oh, but remained silent.

There is a snack street near the school, crowded with people, Shi Liang seldom goes there, but Song Yu seems to be a frequent visitor there.

It doesn't match his own temperament.

Shi Liang's eyes rolled around Song Yu's body, but he didn't speak.

He was a little abnormal tonight, and his attitude was a little light.

But the pheromone in his body was so enthusiastic that it rushed straight to Song Yu.

It's just like fire.

Too thick.

The alpha on the opposite side suddenly started to take off his clothes, Shi Liang was a little dazed, and saw him handing over the school uniform: "Put it on."

Shi Liang pinched the collar of the school uniform, and his reaction was a little slow.

"Your pheromone is too strong." Song Yu tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and the rich pheromone scattered around, causing commotion.

Just searched for the source.

"Oh yes." Shi Liang said in a low voice, but he didn't take off the dress and put it on directly.

Song Yu sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's a bit cold." Shi Liang was not in high spirits, and half-opened his eyes.

The students who left the school can't wait to take off their school uniforms, roll up their sleeves, and blow wildly on the fans.

"I should have caught a cold." Shi Liang looked around the circle and said seriously.

"Go to the hospital." Song Yu immediately stood up, asked the boss to settle the bill, and pulled Shi Liang's wrist to pull him up, "Can I go?"

The tingling feeling close to the skin spread from the wrist to the bottom of the heart, stimulating Shi Liang's mind to clear up a little.

His half-closed eyes were fully opened, and he returned to his previous state. He took a deep breath, and the word "can" circled in his throat, and swallowed it back: "...no."

"Don't pull me, Chairman Song." Shi Liang's sensitive nerves rushed to his wrist at this moment, and every cell in his body screamed to keep him when he pulled out his hand, he let out a breath and said, "Back me. "

They had only known each other for about a week, and to make such a request to Alpha seemed too unreasonable to others.

But Shiliang hardly knew how to write about shame.

"Carry your Omega on your back and go to the hospital, my friend," said the boss while wiping the table with a rag. "He can't even stand still. What a handsome boy, why is he so stubborn..."

He finished wiping the table and walked away muttering.

Shi Liang and Song Yu didn't even have a chance to clarify.

But some people don't want to clarify.

Lifting up his cuffs, Song Yu squatted in front of Shi Liang, turned his head and said softly, "Come up."

Shi Liang lay down on the ground.

Put your arms around his neck.

Warm, even scorching hot breath hits the ears.

Song Yu tilted her head, put her hand through Shiliang's leg, and stood up stiffly.

Shi Liang's thin chest was stuck to Song Yu's back through several layers of fabric, and all he could smell in his nostrils was the other party's scent, making him feel drowsy.

He was vaguely aware of the other party's stiff movements, and whispered: "Relax, Chairman Song."

"Just treat me as your school uniform."

Almost delirious.

There was warmth around Song Yu's neck, and something changed in his always cold eyes, preventing Shi Liang from continuing: "Don't talk."

The cold tone remains the same.

But people who are sick are inevitably a little childish.

Shi Liang curled his lips, feeling a little wronged, and closed it.

Song Yu stopped a car on the side of the road and drove directly to the hospital entrance.

When he arrived at the hospital, Shi Liang fell into a coma.

Seeing Shiliang's situation, the doctor frowned and asked the nurse to take the patient.

It was stopped by Song Yu.

"It's not as simple as a cold, young man," the doctor said with a Sichuan-Chongqing accent, and dialect came out as he spoke, "I suggest that you stay in the hospital for observation first, Lixianke...you Go pay first."

Song Yu glanced at Shi Liang who was pale on the hospital bed, stood for a while and left, leaving the doctor to examine him.

Shi Liang slept soundly, but was woken up by someone tossing her.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the doctor looking at him with a heavy face, and the nurse was preparing the bottle by his bedside.

Shi Liang nestled under the blanket, and quickly glanced at the sign hanging on the doctor's chest, his voice was a little hoarse: "... What intractable disease did I suffer from?"

Jin Yi shook his head heavily.

"Then you look like I'm going to die." Shi Liang said.

"Hey, what about Su Senmo, little classmate," Jin Yi scolded, "Don't you know that your estrus is coming soon? You still blow on the air conditioner all night?!"

Shi Liang: "..."

Omega's resistance will drop rapidly during the few days of estrus, and there will be no trouble at all.

but--

These days are not his estrus period.

"It's a mistake." Shi Liang's expression became a little weird, "Impossible."

"It's impossible to make a mistake." Jin Yi smiled kindly at a young age, "I know you little Omega are all shy, it's okay, your alpha doesn't know about it yet."

Jin Yi pulled out his hand from the pocket of his white coat, and wanted to pat Shi Liang on the shoulder: "Oh, by the way, your alpha is pretty good."

As a result, Shi Liang was stared back coldly before he touched Shi Liang.

"...Never ask others to help." Jin Yi shrank back in embarrassment.

An Omega who was quite obedient when he fell asleep just now, why did he wake up like this... with eyes that look like he wants to eat people.

Song Yu?

Shi Liangban was lying on the hospital bed with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

Jin Yi was taken aback for a moment.

This little Omega can change his face.

"Take off the gloves." The nurse has already prepared everything, just waiting to give Shi Liang the needle.

Shi Liang's smile froze, and his expression changed suddenly.

As soon as Song Yu opened the door and came in, she saw Shi Liang turn over from the bed, still staggering a little.

Several nurses couldn't hold him down.

Stand face to face.

"Who is that?" Dr. Jin Yi saw him and beckoned him over, "Go and coax your Omega, why is it so uncooperative after an injection."

Song Yu looked at Shi Liang, who was standing barefoot on the cold ground.

"Don't let him catch the cold, he hair..."

Before Jin Yi finished speaking, Shi Liang rolled back to the hospital bed in a numb manner.

"Shut up." Shi Liang said, his tone was exactly the same as the tone he heard just now when he was lying on Song Yu's shoulder and fell asleep.

Jin Yi put his hands back into his pockets and shrugged.

send what?

Song Yu keenly grasped the word, and his eyes were a little dark.Being given the title of Shiliang's alpha, he just twitched the corners of his mouth without explaining.

The more you explain, the easier it is to be misunderstood. It is better not to explain.

Jin Yi went out with a few nurses, and before leaving, he said: "Remember to coax." Omega, who was on the verge of estrus, had a sensitive mind and had to pay attention to everything.

"Afraid of injections?" Song Yu approached the hospital bed, pulled a chair and sat down. "No." Shi Liang said unhappily, and lay back on the hospital bed, "They asked me to take the gloves."

How can I get it if I can’t take it off?

You have to peel off a layer of skin.

Song Yu looked at the hand on his belly.

The glove is half a palm, which just presses on the blood vessel, and the needle cannot be given without taking it off.

so precious it.

"Put it on after the injection," Song Yu said.

You said it so easily!

Shi Liang retracted the quilt with his hands, and said, "It hurts."

Jin Yi stood with his hands behind his back and peeked at the door of the ward, and said to the nurse, "Now high school students, tsk tsk tsk."

Several nurses took it seriously.

Song Yu looked at Shi Liang quietly for a long while, his eyes fell on the arched arc under the white mattress, his patience was exhausted, and he suddenly said, "Do you want me to help you?"

Shi Liang didn't respond: "Help what?"

Song Yu took off his glasses and put them on the bedside cabinet, staring into Shi Liang's eyes, grabbed his wrist through the quilt, and slipped his other hand in through the seam.

Without the cover of the lens, Song Yu's eyes are too deceptive.

Shi Liang was caught off guard and looked into his eyes, his reaction was half a beat late.

By the time he realized it, Song Yu had already pinched his fingertips and was about to take off his gloves.

Shi Liang was a little afraid of the fatal pain, and struggled with his eyes wide open: "You fucking let me go!"

"Be good." Song Yu said in a low voice, with a strong hand, even through the quilt, he could easily restrain his struggle, with a slight force in his hand.

Shi Liang's eyes turned red from the exhaust gas, and his originally flamboyant face was stained with a layer of beauty.

The next moment the gloves were ripped off.

The expected pain did not come.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so tired that I'm going to coax him!" Jin Yi shook his head as he watched the movement inside, "I still praised him, but I didn't know how to hurt my Omega at all."

Nurse:"……"

Shi Liang stared blankly at the hand whose glove was taken off.

Song Yu put on the glasses again, and said in a playful tone, "It hurts?"

It is impossible for Chairman Song to know the existence of the rules, and he does not know that these gloves cannot be removed from his hands, so he took them off forcefully.

But at the beginning, when he moved, it hurt like hell, Chairman Song... so easy?

Shi Liang looked up at Song Yu's face thoughtfully.

Another gloved hand is held up in front of him.

Song Yu: "?"

Before the thin redness at the end of his eyes even disappeared, Shi Liang changed his attitude just now, and could even be called cute: "Help me take it off, Chairman Song."