Flagged after pheromone spillage

Early the next morning, Pei Qihe got up energetically, seeing that Tang Ruan beside him was sleeping soundly, and did not disturb him.

Sending a message to the teacher to ask for a day off, he took the leave and left the school.After running several streets and queuing for half an hour, I finally bought the bean curd Tang Ruan wanted to eat last night.

Tang Ruan opened his eyes suddenly, the pillow was cold.He just wanted to get up, and his whole body was sore, as if he had been beaten by several strong men.The indescribable place at the back felt like it couldn't fit, but it didn't hurt much, and it was cool and comfortable.

The mobile phone was thrown on the bed last night and left unattended. He took it out from the pillow, and while it still had the last [-]% of the battery, he glanced at the time, and it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

He wailed, his expression painful and hideous.When he climbed up while holding onto the guardrail, the door just happened to be pushed open.

Pei Qihe quickly put the pile of things in his hand on the table, and carried him back to the bed.

Tang Ruan stared at him blankly: "Isn't today Monday? Or did I remember wrong?"

Pei Qihe's eyes lingered on him: "I asked the teacher for leave, so you have a good rest today."

Tang Ruan: "What about you?"

Pei Qihe: "I will take care of you."

As he spoke, he was about to tear off Tang Ruan's loose T-shirt.

Tang Ruan moved back in fright, stretching the muscles in his waist, grinning his teeth in pain: "What are you doing!"

Pei Qihe had no choice but to say, "I won't move you now." He sat on the side and said, "I applied ointment on you while you were asleep yesterday, let me see if the swelling has subsided now."

Tang Ruan endured the shame again, lying on the pillow for a long time.

After finishing the treatment, Pei Qihe got out of bed to read, he could only lie on the bed.

Oh no, it's lying down.

Pei Qihe said that lying down would rub off the ointment, and it was not good for swelling.

He felt cheated, but he could only lie on the bed reluctantly.

Pei Qihe was facing the direction of the bed, holding a book in his hand.

This posture is not learning, the attention is clearly attracted by the person on the bed.

The passion/desire was too high last night, he drenched other people's pajamas, so he could only temporarily find one of his own to put on for Tang Ruan.

He obviously found the whole set in the closet, but he only got the top for Tang Ruan.Just like that, he carried the bare/naked omega back to the bed.

At this moment, Tang Ruan was lying on the bed, the bones of her shoulders and neck swelled up sexyly, her sticky eyes slid down the folds of her clothes, and landed on Tang Ruan's sunken waist.

Pei Qihe remembered that when he kissed those two waists last night, Tang Ruan would groan ambiguously from his throat.

Further down, there is a white t-shirt half-covered buttocks, with messy fingerprints on it.The flesh red contrasted with Tang Ruan's own white, which made Pei Qihe's throat itch, and he got up to get a glass of water.

Tang Ruan lay on the pillow and heard the movement, and said angrily: "You bring my book up, I want to study too!"

Pei Qihe didn't turn his head back, and said in a threatening tone without any waves: "The butt doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

Tang Ruan kept silent, shut up and dared not speak again.

He was bored and paralyzed in bed for a whole day, eating and drinking with Pei Qihe serving him, so he felt a lot more comfortable at night.

He was carried by Pei Qihe to take a bath again. The pajamas and underwear he changed last night have been neatly folded and placed on the washing machine.

Tang Ruan giggled, leaned in and kissed Pei Qihe on the face, and praised, "You're so virtuous!"

Feeling Pei Qihe's hand grabbing him, he deliberately said: "The service is good, I will come again next time!"

Pei Qihe put him on a chair with soft cushions, and stripped him of his clothes without any explanation.

Tang Ruan: ...

But Pei Qihe still had reason, and after bathing Tang Ruan, he just helped him change his clothes.After he fell asleep, he went back to the bathroom and took a cold shower.

Tang Ruan spent a comfortable day, but couldn't get up on Tuesday morning.

Compared with the comfortable and comfortable life of salted fish, people will instinctively avoid pain and choose the latter.

He is also included.

Pei Qihe found him a turtleneck sweater from nowhere, and even an ugly homeless man would not wear it.

Sitting by the bed, Tang Ruan shook his head and refused, looking out the window, the willow branches were all torn.

"It's already March and April, who still wears a turtleneck sweater, isn't it hot?"

Pei Qihe didn't speak, took the mirror from the table, and put it in front of Tang Ruan.

Looking in the mirror, Tang Ruan saw that his neck was covered with ambiguous red marks.

He immediately flushed with embarrassment: "You know how to bite like this!"

Pei Qihe turned around and pulled down the wide collar of his pajamas, exposing his muscular shoulders.Pull it further down, and the obvious scratches are revealed.

Some were slightly whitish, and some were even oozing with blood, forming a thin layer of scab.Intertwined with each other, it looks particularly scary.

Pei Qihe put on his clothes again: "I didn't say anything to you, did I?"

Tang Ruan's ears were hot, no matter who had marks on his body, he was the one who was ashamed.

He muttered, "Then if you talk about me now, we'll be evened..."

Pei Qihe had enough teasing him, so he reached out to touch his chin.

Tang Ruan narrowed his eyes in comfort, and heard Pei Qihe say, "It's time for the kitten to cut its nails."

Tang Ruan finally found a sweater by himself. It was not a high collar, but it could cover some marks.It's just that the fabric is not very good, and it's a bit sticky to wear.

He originally wanted to wear another shirt or autumn clothes, but seeing that it was almost late, he couldn't dawdle any longer, so he hurriedly dragged his heavy legs downstairs.

When I got to the classroom, the morning reading had already started.

Fortunately, the class teacher was called to a meeting again, and there was no one on the podium.He walked in through the back door of the classroom with light steps, and when he passed by Pei Qihe's seat, he was so angry that he clenched his fists and punched Pei Qihe some.

Slipping back to his seat, he let out a breath of relief. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but hummed in pain, and immediately bounced.

The students around looked over thoughtfully, he pretended nothing happened, gritted his teeth and sat down again.

Didn't dare to move all day.

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This painful situation lasted for four or five days. Fortunately, Pei Qihe insisted on applying ointment to him every day, and the pain relieved a lot in the next two days.

He didn't know whether it was because of the deeper and more intimate contact, or because of the nature between alpha and omega, after finishing the work, his clinginess and dependence on Pei Qihe gradually increased.

Sometimes when nothing happened, Pei Qihe just stood beside him, and he wanted to rush forward to take a lingering kiss without hesitation.

During the flag-raising ceremony, he secretly changed places with his classmates and stood in front of Pei Qihe while the head teacher was not paying attention.

When the classmate was giving a speech, Tang Ruan looked left and right, unable to control his thoughts.

"Hey, the vocabulary book is lost."

He deliberately threw the notebook out of his pocket, squatted down to pick it up, and rubbed it back a little.

"What's the first class today?"

He turned his head and blinked his big innocent eyes, asking the question knowingly.Taking the opportunity to take a few steps back, he got a little closer to Pei Qihe.

"Does this word have other meanings?"

He pointed at a word casually, leaned his upper body forward, and the corner of his right shoulder rubbed against the left breast pocket of Pei Qihe's shirt.

Just when a gust of wind blew, Tang Ruan smelled a very faint smell of spring water, mixed with the fragrance of laundry detergent.

Take a deep breath and feel refreshed.

But he didn't notice that his hair, blown up by the wind, brushed against Pei Qihe's chin.

The boy next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and said directly: "Tang Ruan, there's really no need to be so deliberate."

When Tang Ruan was by Pei Qihe's side, it was as if he had a backer, and he spoke with confidence, and said unscrupulously, "Okay, then I'll be more direct in the future."

The host announced the end of the flag-raising ceremony, and the bustling students around dispersed into different small groups and walked towards the teaching building together.

As soon as he heard the word "end", he leaned back suddenly, and his back hit Pei Qihe's chest.

Pei Qihe had a love-hate relationship, wrapping his arms around Tang Ruan's waist from behind, lowering his head and rubbing against Tang Ruan's shoulder.

In this posture, the young couple walked stickily all the way.

The students who passed by looked at them intentionally or unconsciously, and Tang Ruan heard some people whispering.

"Brother Pei's love has become like this?"

"Can you pay attention to the impact!"

"Although, I also want to be hugged by Mr. Pei like this. With such broad shoulders, he must have a great sense of security!"

Just as they were about to warn Pei Qihe to be single-minded, they were stopped by a man.

Tang Ruan felt a little familiar, and felt that Pei Qihe had let go of him, and the position of the two changed from one in front and one behind to one left and one right.

Pei Qihe said hello first: "Hello, teacher." Then he turned his head and reminded Tang Ruan, "Auntie the housekeeper, you may not be familiar with it."

Tang Ruan also bowed his head slightly to say hello.

The dormitory manager said with a little embarrassment: "Classmates, you should exercise at night, and the movement should be a little quieter."

Tang Ruan: ...

He wished he could solve himself on the spot, it was enough for Pei Qihe to bear this embarrassment alone!

Pei Qihe said without changing his face, "I'm sorry to disturb others." He paused for a while and continued, "We must pay attention in the future."

There were also a few students who walked slowly, and the auntie who was in charge happened to pass by when she was talking, and they all lowered their heads and covered their mouths and laughed.

Tang Ruan hid behind Pei Qihe in shame, and saw Jiang Xian coming out of the playground bathroom.

The aunt left without saying a few words, and he took the initiative to greet Jiang Xian.

If I go with Pei Qihe again, the whole school will know their doi tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xian stopped a few steps away, uncharacteristically, silently pointing at his neck.

Tang Ruan looked down and saw that the collar of the sweater seemed to have been rubbed off a lot, and those red marks were particularly conspicuous against the white sweater.

With an "ah", he dragged Pei Qihe and ran away.

The place where Pei Qihe's wrist was held was warm and soft, and he was dragged to trot all the way back to the classroom.

The morning self-study teacher asked the group to discuss the wrong questions with each other, and then reported it in groups. The teacher focused on explaining these problems.

Tang Ruan originally didn't want to look for Pei Qihe again, but after a cursory scan, he found that everyone was automatically with the former team members.

He had no choice but to put the wrong test paper on the chair and moved it together.

The people around Pei Qihe, after many group discussions, Tang Ruan is almost familiar with them, and they are not so stiff when getting along.

But he was also afraid of Jiang Xian's situation happening again, all he cared about was whether the sweater around his neck slipped.

When he was about to put down the chair, he was absent-minded and staggered back.

The boy next to him subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull it, but Tang Ruan swayed a few times to maintain his balance and did not fall down.

The boy's hand was too late to retract, and it hit his chest straight.

His skin was tender, and the marks didn't disappear so quickly, but the sweater he was wearing was still there.

The rough texture of the sweater rubbed against the two points on the chest, and the pain caused Tang Ruan to burst into tears.

The boy turned his head to look at Pei Qihe in a panic, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I'm really sorry, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

Tang Ruan looked over with tearful eyes and saw Pei Qihe frowning.

Pei Qihe's brows and eyes were already full of heroism, but when he really frowned with a gloomy face, his eyes became even sharper.

He was about to speak his words of persuasion when he was interrupted by Pei Qihe.

Pei Qihe kept turning the pen in his hand, and asked Tang Ruan, "Does it hurt?"

Tang Ruan was stared at by the students in the group, and nodded nervously.

Pei Qihe casually threw the pen on the table, leaned forward and put his arms on the table.

The anger in his eyes subsided a bit, he stared at Tang Ruan's eyes provocatively, and said in front of everyone:

"Then I'll bite lightly next time."