My wife is a top alpha, what should I do

Early on Friday morning, before the start of the first class, the virtual screens of each classroom suddenly turned on, and a close-up of Rong Shi appeared on the screen.

There was a commotion in the military and political department——

"Fuck! Send benefits early in the morning,? A critical blow to your appearance!"

"Damn it, Brother Shi is so handsome!"

"Why are all the alphas I see curved?!"

"As soon as he appears, someone must be unlucky."

Rong Shi opened the document in his hand, and said in a calm manner: "I am Rong Shi,? Excuse me for 5 minutes,? About Zhou En, the second-year mecha department, who is suspected of pushing someone down the stairs, I will talk to you today. report."

His voice was cold, revealing the unique magnetism of young people.

"It's a pleasure to listen to him talk."

“It is highly recommended to let the chairman read aloud for half an hour every morning!”

"Finally punished?!"

"No way, Zhou En is not that kind of person."

Rong Shi: "According to the investigation by the student union, the evidence of Zhou Entui's push is convincing, and he should have been recorded as a demerit. However, considering the whole incident, he was affected by omega pheromone, and at the same time he was forgiven by the victim. Do warnings and complete five psychological simulation papers every day for one month."

In the classroom, everyone listened carefully, until the last sentence, suddenly laughed like a dog.

"The paper may be late, but it will never be absent."

"Did Rong Shi's family print the papers? Every day they speak for the papers."

"I have to say,? The punishment for writing papers is fatal."

"Since he became the chairman, the school bullies have all behaved with their tails between their legs, and there have been fewer fights in the school that are visible to the naked eye."

"He knows how to punish people too much!"

"The great devil's sense of sight is too scary hahahahaha"

After the briefing is over, turn off the live broadcast screen during the content, and prepare to go to class.

Walking out of the office, it happened that Lu Ming walked over with several ministers.

After the two parties greeted each other, Rong Shi looked at Lu Ming: "Are you meeting?"

Lu Ming immediately understood the meaning of his words, and his lips were straightened: "I will check it out and report it later."

Yong Si: "Don't add more workload to me."

Seeing Lu Ming's ugly face, several ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

It was the Shura field early in the morning, it was so fucking scary!

Combat class in the morning, time to jog to warm up, thinking about the physics exercise book.

"Old brother~"

Rong Shi: "..."

Song Yu ran over from behind, gritted his teeth with a smile: "You are the only one who dares to shut me down."

Last night, in the middle of talking, Rong Shi said that he was sleepy and shut him out of the door.

Rong Shi: "I'm old, I can't stay up late."

Song Yu: "..."

There were a lot of people in the training hall, and the two jogged side by side, which attracted a lot of attention.

"Absolutely!"

"The chairman feels inexplicably abstinent in sportswear."

"Maybe it's because he has black hair and a cold face? You can see through Song Yu's playful look."

"The same sportswear, why do I wear it so frustratingly?"

Hearing a group of omega's talking, Rong Shi looked at Song Yu beside him from the corner of his eye. The zipper of the sports jacket was only pulled up to the chest, and a small part of the collarbone could be seen from the neckline of the white T.

He really looks like a playful young man.

Song Yu: "Tell me, how much is it?"

Rong Shi: "One request for one piece of information."

Song Yu turned his head to look at him: "What request."

Rong Shi: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Song Yu frowned: "You want me to write you a bad check?"

Rong Shi's face was flat: "No? That's fine."

After speaking, he speeded up and let himself run away.

Song Yu hesitated for a second, and immediately followed: "Yes."

Whether it can be fulfilled after driving out is up to him.

After running a few meters, Rong Shi stopped, and under Song Yu's puzzled eyes, he raised his hand to pull the zipper of his sports jacket to the top.

"He doesn't like people with half-zips in their clothes."

Song Yu: "?" What kind of fucking information is this?

There was an exclamation all around.

"I'm jealous! He's jealous!"

"Hahahaha, you can't even show your neck, so you can rest assured if you wrap it tightly."

"The goddess is so cute, hahahaha"

"Hahahaha Chairman's desire for monopoly, childish!"

"Ooooh, fight, fight!"

"Being beaten after teasing, dare to do it next time, it's really you."

"Being chased and beaten by my wife every day, can you do it, Chairman?"

In the middle of the fight, the assembly whistle sounded.

Rong Shi took a few steps back, left Song Yu behind and walked towards the meeting place.

Song Yu: "The one just now doesn't count."

Yong Si: "Do you still want to know the next information?"

Song Yu: "..." Fuck.

After learning a few fighting skills, you need to practice in pairs.

The instructor randomly reported the student number, and those who were called had to go to the open space in the middle and fight with newly learned skills.

As a result, the first group called Song Yu.

Song Yu's deeds in the military academy are very controversial, it can be regarded as both black and red.

It just so happened that this instructor belonged to the kind who didn't like him. When he saw him approaching, he said coldly, "Don't think that you can go to heaven with a little ability. If you don't study hard, you will be put down sooner or later."

The class was quiet, no one dared to speak.

Rong Shi frowned, and then let go without a trace.

The students standing in front of Song Yu were very nervous, and expected in their hearts that they could survive a few tricks in Song Yu's hands.

Student: "Please, please advise."

Song Yu didn't even give him a look, and pushed him to the ground with one move.

Hold!pretty!

The others saw it and screamed frantically in their hearts.

Usually, seeing Song Yu and Rong Shi fighting each other, they only thought it was eye-catching, but now they suddenly found the difference in force value after such a comparison.

It turned out that the top ten in the class couldn't survive a single trick in Song Yu's hands. How powerful is that old salted fish?

When standing up, Song Yu smiled casually: "I think any evaluation is one-sided before fully understanding, what do you think, instructor?"

The instructor moved his mouth, his face was embarrassed, he didn't say anything, he just reported the next student number.

Rong Shi watched Song Yu walking back step by step, and said in a low voice, "Is there a need to be so irritable?"

Song Yu sneered: "I don't know who it is because of."

On the next Saturday, Rong Shi got up early to make breakfast for Mianmian, and was going to Qin Lin's research institute after dinner.

Qin Lin used to work at the headquarters of the Academia Sinica. Later, when Qian Fan came to the Central Military Academy, he was also transferred to the branch of Xuefuxing. He usually goes to the comprehensive university to give public lectures when he has free time. He has always been very popular with students.

"Brother, I'm not cold." Mianmian tugged at the rabbit's coat, "There's no need to wear the coat."

"It's windy outside, dress up."

Rong Shi conveniently put a hat on him, and when he was about to hug the dumpling, he was rejected.

Mianmian: "No, I'll go by myself."

Rong Shi: "...Really don't want to hug?"

Mianmian: "Yes."

Rong Shi: "..."

When he opened the door to go out, the door of the opposite dormitory also opened, and Song Yu and Qin Luo came out in casual clothes.

Rong Shi saw his collar fastened honestly at a glance.

"Brother Yoo."

Song Yu was about to speak a few words when he was about to stab his face, when he suddenly heard a soft cry, he lowered his head, and his mood immediately improved.

"Little Bunny." Song Yu squatted in front of Mianmian, touched the bunny ears hanging from the hat, "Go out to play with brother today?"

Mianmian shook her head: "Go see a doctor."

"See a doctor?" Song Yu frowned, and looked up at Rongshi, "What's wrong with Mianmian?"

"It's just a regular checkup."

Rong Shi didn't intend to go into details, and walked outside with Mian Mian.

Song Yu looked at their backs thoughtfully.

Could it be that his thinking at the beginning was wrong?The medicine that you asked Tutu to check was actually Mianmian?

"Xiaotuanzi is so cute." Qin Luo looked away, "Let's go too, brother—brother?"

Song Yu: "Go and check Mianmian's information."

Qin Luo: "Huh?"

What is this little bean doing?

Song Yu said with a sullen face, "If you want to check it, you can check it. The more detailed the better."

Arriving at the research institute, as soon as he entered the door, Rongshi clearly felt Mianmian's nervousness.

Mianmian grabbed his trouser legs, walked next to his legs, looking around in bewilderment.

Rong Shi bent down and picked him up: "Don't be afraid, we won't get injections, we'll leave after the inspection."

Mianmian: "...um."

Professor Qin was waiting for them in the office early.

As soon as he opened the door and went in, Rongshi felt the little dumpling in his arms stiffen.

"You guys are here." Qin Lin walked over in a white coat, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "You are Mianmian, right? You can call me Grandpa Qin."

Mianmian's voice became tight: "Qin, Grandpa Qin."

Qin Lin patted his head: "You are so good."

The dumpling in his arms suddenly flinched, and Rong Shi subconsciously turned sideways, avoiding Qin Lin's hand without a trace.

"Professor Qin, please excuse me."

Qin Lin: "No trouble, no trouble, come with me."

When walking out, Rong Shi took a step behind on purpose, he noticed the dumpling in his arms from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw him secretly wiping tears.

Rong Shi hugged Tuanzi a little tighter, and patted him on the back: "Don't be afraid, brother is with you."

He could faintly hear sobbing, and felt his little head move for a while, but he couldn't tell whether it was a nod or a shake.

"Why are you crying?" Qin Lin noticed the situation here and asked with concern.

Rong Shi: "Mianmian is afraid of strangers, especially doctors."

Qin Lin shook his head and laughed: "There are not many children who like doctors."

When you arrive at the examination room, you have to wait in the outer hall according to the regulations.

Ke Mianmian made him very uneasy.

Rong Shi: "Mianmian is emotionally unstable, can I accompany him?"

The staff in the examination room looked impatient: "The regulations are the regulations, are you still afraid that I will eat him?"

He was speechless when he received the notice of the child's physical examination. This is a research institute!Not a medical examination center!

Condescend to give people experience, people still don't feel at ease, really fucking angry.

Rong Shi said softly: "I'm afraid that his crying will affect the medical examination process and cause you trouble."

The staff was blocked by a word.

It is said that if you don't reach out and hit a smiling person, he has such a good attitude, and if he is angry again, it is his attitude.

"Xiao Zhang, let me come here." Qin Lin walked in a step slowly.

The staff were dumbfounded, the dean actually wanted to give the child a physical examination himself?Who the hell is this young man? Why does he have such a big face?

Rongshi chose to come here for the physical examination, not only because of Qin Lin, but also because there are the most authoritative testing instruments for omega.

A set of procedures was not complicated, and Rong Shi followed closely, and soon Mianmian's mood stabilized.

But at the last step of drawing blood, Mianmian struggled and refused to do anything.

Qin Lin coaxed softly: "Grandpa assures you, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Mianmian shook her head desperately: "I don't want to! Brother, I don't want to draw blood!"

Rong Shi shook his head at Qin Lin, signaling him to wait first, pat Mianmian on the back, and wait for Tuanzi to calm down.

"Just a little bit, isn't it?"

Mianmian hugged his neck tightly: "No!"

It was the first time for such a strong resistance, Rong Shi hesitated for a moment, and chose to compromise.

Qin Lin shook his head and sighed, then smiled again: "I didn't realize that you dote on my brother so much."

Rong Shi also shook his head, with a slight smile on his lips: "I'm just such a younger brother."

While waiting for the test results, Rong Shi talked about Zhou En's situation with some vague details.

Rong Shi: "Is it possible that the influence of pheromones is so great?"

"Yes." Qin Lin looked serious, "Under the high-matching pheromone cycle stimulation, there will be a stress response, but the response varies from person to person. Some people choose to obey their instincts and become addicted to it, while others choose to resist their instincts. Be aggressive, and that choice is often unconscious."

Rong Shi pondered for a moment, and found that his previous thinking was wrong.

It was precisely because Zhou En obeyed his instinct that he smelled the pheromone and attacked Wu Han, who was also an alpha, and this effect continued after the pheromone disappeared.

Half an hour later, the test report came out. Qin Lin read the report carefully, and when he looked up, he saw Mianmian's wet eyes looking at him nervously.

"It's a little bit empty, it's not a problem, it's very healthy."

Rongshi exchanged glances with him, saved the report in the terminal, and left with Mianmian in his arms.

After they left, the smile on Qin Lin's face disappeared immediately.

"The worst has yet to happen."

On the way, seeing Mianmian was in a daze all the time, Rong Shi asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you let Grandpa check it? Are you afraid of pain?"

It's hard to say anything else about Xiaoyaotanzi, but he is not afraid of pain, and never makes a sound when he falls.

Mianmian: "It costs a lot of money to see a doctor."

Rong Shi: "... just because of this?"

Mianmian nodded obediently.

Rong Shi couldn't help pinching his fleshy face: "Your brother is really not poor."

How do you prove to your four-year-old brother that he is actually quite rich?

If necessary, he can buy a few undeveloped ore stars, and if it doesn't work, he can still cheat Song Yu. The little rich woman has nothing else, just a lot of money.

Song Yu, who was said to be rich only, sneezed.

"Brother, his mouth is very tight." Qin Luo walked out of the iron cage.

In the dark and humid space, there was a huge iron cage, and inside the cage was a beta man covered in blood—this was the killer who shot Rong and Song Yu that day.

Song Yu sat on the chair in front of the iron cage, with his long legs crossed, holding the armrest, with a loose smile: "Peel the skin off his hands."

"Yes!" The man in black in the iron cage received the order and immediately picked up the tools.

The man who had almost passed out howled again because of the severe pain.

Seeing the bloody scene made Qin Luo's heart tremble, and he glanced away and dared not look any further.

"Brother, don't read it, you will have nightmares."

Song Yu watched it with gusto: "A nightmare? I am a nightmare."

Qin Luo: "..."

No problem.

The skin of the killer's entire right hand was peeled off, and he lay dying on the ground.

Song Yu beckoned, "Let the medical team come over."

The man's eyes were dull, and his voice was weak: "I said, I said! Let me die, let me die..."

I couldn't help crying as I spoke.

He has been tortured since he was arrested until now. After each inhuman torture, he will be cured, and then the next round of torture will never end.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Song Yu got up, straightened his cuffs casually, and strode outside: "Record it and send it to me as soon as possible."

The man in black: "Yes!"

Qin Luo glanced at the terminal, and immediately followed: "Brother, the league has been finalized, and you are forced to participate."

"That idiot Song Ke did it?" Song Yu smiled, "His injury should be healed after so long? It's really time to go back."

Qin Luo: "..."

Are you addicted to playing?

After returning to school, it was already dinner time, so Song Yu took a shower and ran to knock on the door of the dormitory opposite.

Rong Shi opened the door in casual clothes, and when he saw him, his face was cold: "What's the matter?"

Song Yu pushed him away and went in directly: "Cengfan."

Rong Shi: "..."

When passing by, Rong Shi smelled the smell of toiletries on his body, as well as an extremely faint smell of blood.

"Little Bunny." Song Yu went straight to the living room and hugged Mianmian who was nestled on the sofa, "It's so soft."

Mianmian was watching a movie, she was taken aback, and was about to say hello, when she saw her brother's black face.

Song Yu followed his gaze: "Why, go cook."

Rong Shi snatched Mianmian back, put it back on the sofa, and dragged Song Yu to the kitchen.

"Can you not let the guests cook for themselves once?" Song Yu complained.

Rong Shi stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at him: "He likes people who can cook."

Song Yu's face froze.

Rong Shi: "I especially like those who know how to make handmade biscuits. I can add five points to my favorability."

Song Yu: "...a biscuit?"

Ten minutes later, Song Yu stood in front of the chopping board with an apron tied around his waist, his hands were covered with flour, and the countertop was a mess.

Feeling a little itchy on his face, he wiped it with the back of his hand, turned to look at Rong Shi: "Stir well, then what?"

Rong Shi's gaze swept over the streak of yellow batter on his face, and pointed out, "Pour in the cranberries."

Song Yu picked up the box and poured it all out, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

Is it a bit too much?

"Are you a fool? More cranberries than batter."

"You didn't say how many to put."

"Pour out a little of the top... You were not told to pour out the batter too... Are you stupid?"

"You're fucking stupid."

In the living room, Mianmian looked towards the kitchen from time to time, worried that the two of them were making biscuits, and started fighting while they were making them.

After tossing for more than an hour, the biscuits finally went into the oven.

Song Yu squatted down exhausted and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Making cookies is harder than killing people.

The corner of Rongshi's mouth raised, but was suppressed again: "Is this difficulty stumping you?"

I just don't want to lose to my rival.

Song Yu sneered: "It's really not easy!"

The smell of butter gradually emanated from the oven, and even Mian Mian in the living room was attracted by the scent, and Song Yu suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

It's a goddamn miracle that the stuff he makes doesn't stink.

"Ding"!

When the time was up, Song Yu opened the oven door and wanted to take it with his bare hands.

"If you don't want your hand, just reach it." Rong Shi slapped his hand away, and took out the plate by himself wearing gloves.

Two people, one big and one small, immediately surrounded them, swallowing unconsciously.

After cooling down, pick up a piece and taste it.

Song Yu: "How is it?"

Seeing his nervous expression, the corners of Rong Shi's mouth slightly raised: "It's okay, it's not poisonous."

With that said, he handed a piece to Mianmian.

Mianmian took a bite and her eyes lit up: "Brother Yu, it's delicious!"

Song Yu didn't believe it, so he took a piece and bit more than half of it in one bite: "It's really good."

He shook the biscuit in his hand, and said triumphantly, "It must be nine points, right?"

Confidence comes so easily.

Rong Shi: "Yes."

Song Yu was about to laugh when he heard him say, "A full score of one hundred."

Song Yu: "..."

Putting the endless biscuits into the jar, Song Yu couldn't help but ask, "Will he like it?"

Rong Shi glanced over the dry batter on his face: "Well, probably—I like it."

Song Yu smiled: "It's so cute that I like to eat small biscuits."

As soon as he finished speaking, something wiped his face.

He turned his head to look over, and it turned out that the thing was Rong Shi's hand.

The author has something to say: Song Maomao: Tutu, I learned how to bake biscuits!

Rong Tutu: Oh, who taught it?

Song Maomao: ... Love, love rival QuQ

Ah, I procrastinated again, this chapter will send red envelopes QuQ

Everyone, don't expect my update time, I can only guarantee daily ORZ