After attending school A, I differentiated into O

The interior of Sun Guoer's bedroom is too large, and Qin Fengyue hid in the toilet of one bedroom.

Next to the bedroom is the audio-visual room, the door was opened, and the film was at its climax, and the whimpering and crying came in one after another.

First there was a sudden cry.

One sound, two sounds, followed by continuous... and crashing sounds.

The air is terribly suffocating, like the heat steaming off the asphalt road in the sweltering summer climate, the tangled and twisted air.

Both Qin Fengyue and Jiang Zhao heard it, and the voice continued to intensify, as the scabbards confronted each other, and the climaxes continued.

The two fell into silence one after another across the door.

For a moment, amidst the beautiful background music, only the slight breathing of Qin Fengyue and Jiang Zhao was left inside and outside the room.

Qin Fengyue broke the silence: "Then..."

"This, this probably has reached the point. Don't you want to watch it? Hurry up if you want to." Qin Fengyue said, lowering her head and flipping through the palm-sized decorative bag on her body.

"..."

Jiang Zhao raised her hand to cover her eyes, her hot breath was blowing on her arm, she rolled her throat, and suddenly glanced down.

The door was opened a crack, and a white wrist stretched out. Qin Fengyue twisted a bottle of inhibitor with two fingers, shaking his fingers, and the bottle touched Jiang Zhao's thigh, "Hey, here you are."

Like teasing, Jiang Zhao ignored her, and Qin Fengyue hit her thigh again with a bottle.

Jiang Zhao's eyes sank, "What do you mean?"

Qin Fengyue said speechlessly: "Don't tell me you don't feel it? The pheromone is about to explode. You should set up your tent/tent and control it."

The bottle poked on Jiang Zhao's thigh, and Jiang Zhao thought to himself, how could someone do this, with so many small movements and flirtatious appearance, just like a milk cat clumsily scratching a cat stick.

The milk cat who couldn't get the cat teaser was very anxious, but the one who was more anxious was the cat teaser.

Jiang Zhao: "I don't want to use it."

Qin Fengyue: "Huh?"

Don't want to use it?

The movement in the audio-visual room next door became louder and louder, and Qin Fengyue even smelled the smell of the sea on Jiang Zhao's body.

One person's indulgence, two people's suffering.

Qin Fengyue wanted Jiang Zhao to calm down, but he couldn't speak directly.

"you sure?"

"Well."

"Row."

If you don't want to use it, then I'll see what you can do!

Qin Fengyue twitched the corners of her mouth, and pulled the small sunscreen cloak on her body with her empty hands—it was so hot.

"Don't forget it." Qin Fengyue withdrew his hand, and his wrist was suddenly grabbed!

Qin Fengyue shuddered, looking at his grasped hand outside the crack of the door.

"What are you doing?!" Qin Fengyue swallowed.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Jiang Zhao said.

Qin Fengyue: "..."

Jiang Zhao tightened his hands, his palms were hot, and Qin Fengyue's wrists were wet with sweat.

Qin Fengyue could feel the bruises on her wrists pinched by Jiang Zhao, which were stinging and stinging, "...Don't be afraid if you're okay? Say it again if you have the face."

Jiang Zhaosong relaxed a little, but still held her tightly, and said with a smile, "You are very good at destroying the atmosphere."

Qin Fengyue couldn't hear her hoarse voice the most, like a fish caught by the ear and unable to get rid of the hook, she gritted her teeth: "You are also very good at creating atmosphere."

Jiang Zhao shook his shoulders and smiled.

"Little moon."

"Why?" Qin Fengyue muttered.

"No feeling?" Jiang Zhao asked.

Qin Fengyue was silent for a moment, "How do you feel?"

"Belongs to alpha."

A high-pitched voice broke the atmosphere between the two.

Qin Fengyue: "..."

It was the first time she hated the stereo surround sound so much.

Jiang Zhao held Qin Fengyue, and rubbed her thumb repeatedly on Qin Fengyue's wrist. Her movements were unhurried, and she was particularly attached to the protruding wrist bone.

Repeatedly, as if there is skin hunger and thirst, the movement of rubbing the wrists, the color/inner color/gas made by her.

The hand was rubbed red and hot, the bone became numb, the blood vessels under the skin were ignited, and the ignited blood flowed along the blood vessels to the limbs and bones, Qin Fengyue's heart beat extremely fast.

Jiang Zhao massaged this bone, his movements were heavy and light, and his thumb would occasionally graze the wrist bone and spread to the skin on the inside of the wrist.

Qin Fengyue can only let her do what she wants.

Jiang Zhao's actions were like some kind of hint.

Jiang Zhao was puzzled: "You don't feel it? You are a perfect alpha."

Qin Fengyue stared at her skirt suddenly, and said falteringly: "Yes, yes, how could it not be!"

Jiang Zhao asked again: "How does it feel?"

"What does it feel like you don't know?"

Jiang Zhao said slowly, "Aren't I crippled? I can't understand it myself, so I want to hear from you."

Qin Fengyue: "..."

Qin Fengyue's face flushed red, her teeth almost bit the tip of her tongue!

The pheromone belonging to alpha came in from the crack of the door, Qin Fengyue's legs softened, her breathing became short and rapid, her chest rose and fell too frequently, her body was more honest and real than the reaction in her heart.

——She was influenced by Jiang Zhao's pheromone.

"Jiang Zhao!"

Alpha's pheromones are like overwhelming ocean waves, bit by bit eating away the faint aroma of wine in the air.

The huge waves will swallow everything, like a glutton, eating everything dry and wiped away!Nothing left!

Qin Fengyue fell to the ground weakly, and Jiang Zhao grabbed his wrist and pulled it hard.

The bathroom door opened wide again.

"open!"

Jiang Zhao had a hoarse voice, his eyes were downcast, and there was a dark light floating inside: "Okay, I let go."

Jiang Zhao's hand pinching his wrist slid to the palm of his hand.

The inhibitor fell to the floor and rolled into the door.

Qin Fengyue was taken aback for a moment, and then was held together by Jiang Zhao's fingers.

Jiang Zhao's palms are so hot!

The wind picked up and blew open the window in the bedroom.

The sound of the piano downstairs came, and the fingertips fell on the keys like a shower on the leaves. This is a tango, the piano sound is urgent and fast, and it is in harmony with the high and low singing in the audio-visual room.

Qin Fengyue felt that she had a fever, bit her lips tightly, brushed her tongue with the tip of her lips, opened her mouth and said, "Uh... let go."

Jiang Zhao let go of her.

Released a finger.

Qin Fengyue froze, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Zhao's eyes were like lacquer, and a longing was boiling in her heart. She grasped Qin Fengyue's other four fingers tightly, "Tell me? How does it feel?"

Qin Fengyue: "..."

Obviously, it was only the hands that were caught.

Qin Fengyue gritted her teeth, broke free, and was held even tighter by Jiang Zhao.

The air conditioner was not turned on, and the temperature was too high. The hands of both of them were sweaty, and they were slippery and unable to break free when they were held together.

Jiang Zhao: "If you don't tell me, I won't let you go."

Qin Fengyue was ashamed, her neck, face, and ears were all red, the back of her head was leaning against the wall, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were trembling, crippled by the rain, she was a precarious flower.

She was bullied miserably by Jiang Zhao, and helplessly began to exhaust all her imagination for 17 years, imagining that feeling...

"...It's rising, hot."

Jiang Zhao loosened one of Qin Fengyue's fingers.

Qin Fengyue understood, in a word, let go of one of her fingers.

Jiang Zhao: "Continue."

Qin Fengyue took a deep breath, and squeezed out the heat from her lungs, "...it still hurts."

The root of the finger was pinched, Qin Fengyue hissed and exclaimed: "It hurts!"

"Is this kind of pain?" Jiang Zhao's voice seemed to be soaked in wine, slightly drunk, with a lingering aftertaste.

Qin Fengyue: "...I, I don't know."

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips, breathing heavily: "It's pain, why don't you know?"

Qin Fengyue stammered and explained, "...I know! I am now... this feeling!"

"If it hurts, what should I do?" Jiang Zhao asked, his voice was like an inducement, whispering softly in Qin Fengyue's ear.

Qin Fengyue: "Of course I want to find a way to express—"

"How?" Jiang Zhao asked immediately, "Do you want to take off your clothes and hold it with your hands..."

The alpha pheromone in the air was unbelievably strong, Qin Fengyue's back of the neck swelled up, and her brain seemed to be stirred up forcefully, turning into a mess, turbid and bottomless, and her consciousness was also blurred and sinking.

I feel hot.

And soreness.

Jiang Zhao breathed hard, her pupils constricted, and she put her free hand down against the skirt on her waist, and said, "Then..."

"Grass!" A curse broke the beautiful scenery.

Wang Miao's voice came from the next door, "Sun Guoer! Can you slow down—"

Jiang Zhao quickly withdrew the hand placed by his side, and loosened his grip on Qin Fengyue's hand.

Qin Fengyue took the opportunity to escape.

There was a sound of cursing.

His hair was wet with sweat, and Jiang Zhao was leaning against the wall panting, the color was languid, like white paper dyed with heavy colors, it was so beautiful that it was shocking.

Her nerves were twisted heavily, and she experienced imaginary teasing and suffering.Jiang Zhao closed his eyes tiredly. This feeling was not very soothing, but because of the momentary relaxation, the endless emptiness of the funeral came to his heart.

Qin Fengyue was behind a door separated by a wall, and her poor imitation and jerky showoff were enough to tease her into a mess, but she was greedy and wanted more.

"Moon." Jiang Zhao said hoarsely.

Qin Fengyue paused behind the door, raised her blushing face from her hands, "Why, what's the matter..."

Jiang Zhao took a deep breath, sucked all the air out of his lungs, shriveled his undulating chest, and slid down the door to the base of the wall.

Alpha becomes manic, and gradually loses all patience, leaving only the urge to tear everything apart.

Jiang Zhao said as gently as possible, "From the inside, lock the door."

It took Qin Fengyue a long time to understand the deep meaning of this sentence.

"Bang!" The door was closed, and there was the sound of messy footsteps leaving the door in a hurry.

Soon, there was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes, staring at his empty right hand with a dark gaze, leaving only a palm wet and slippery with sweat, the soft and boneless touch that he just held in his hand turned into a gust of wind and slipped away .

Sweat dripped from his forehead into his eye sockets, Jiang Zhao blinked subconsciously, the sweat diffused, and his eye sockets became redder and wetter.

The time and place are not suitable for people, and she almost ended up in a strange environment that didn't belong to her because of impulsive teasing...

Jiang Zhao took out the wet tissue he carried with him and wiped his hands, waiting for the unbearable energy in his body to dissipate.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was not turned on, and the heat at the turn of autumn and summer was unbearable, and even her forearms and neck were dripping with sweat.

She wipes off the sweat, which may take a long time.

Tango stopped.

The climax of the movie is over, and everything has come to an end.

The voices around me became clear,

Sun Guoer said unhappily: "Damn! It's my first time, what's wrong?"

Wang Miao and Sun Guoer came out of the video room one after the other.

Wang Miao stood at the door, feeling something was wrong, "——why does it smell like omega?"

Sun Guoer came out with a flushed face, and changed into a skirt, "Hurry up, there are fireworks going downstairs, and they are urging them."

Sun Guoer looked at the door next door, "What was opened in my room?"

Wang Miao glanced at the half-closed door, and suddenly realized: "It must be Qin Fengyue inside! I thought she was a saint."

Sun Guoer: "No, why does it smell like Omega pheromone?"

Wang Miao smelled it, "It's perfume."

"I gonna go see--"

"You can do it, you!" Wang Miao stopped her, "You think everyone is like you as a quick shooter, go downstairs, don't disturb the good work of the moon!"

Footsteps leave.

Jiang Zhaochui loosened her fists by her side, and her gorgeous red lips touched her porcelain-white skin. She guarded the door, she couldn't get in by herself, and she wouldn't let any alpha pry her in.

-

Qin Fengyue turned on the sound of the faucet to the maximum, found out the unopened hand sanitizer in the empty room, poured a lot into the palm of his hand, and rubbed his fingers frantically.

She didn't dare to look at herself in the mirror at all, she still clearly remembered the feeling of sore legs and feet, the endless emptiness longing to be filled, the fear of being devoured by reason.

This is what happens when omega is affected by alpha?

A creepy desire, because of this instinct to be dominated, omega can be manipulated by alpha and manipulated at will.

The hand sanitizer was squeezed too much, and the foam that was rubbed together with the water dripped and splashed on the floor.

Qin Fengyue slapped the breath button on the wall vigorously, and rested his hands on both sides of the sink to restore his emotions.

Her heart rate was racing, and instead of getting better, it got worse.

Qin Fengyue poured two handfuls of water on his face to cool down, buried his face in the soft pillow cover and held his breath.

Finally, powerless, she grabbed the half-wet handkerchief and slammed it hard on the foggy mirror!

"Grass!"

Jiang Zhao is a lunatic!

OK, you love teasing!I let you flirt!

You can still play with me?