After I married that omega instead of my brother

"I..." As soon as Yin Yan opened his mouth, he got stuck.

For some reason, he actually smelled something different from Song Changsi's deep voice, as if the female anchor he had inadvertently drawn on Weibo, after slowly approaching the camera, covered her mouth with her hand and gently say.

It was a provocative and seductive tone.

Like a soft feather, intentionally or unintentionally, it plucks at his heartstrings.

His limbs stiffened instantly.

It seems that even the blood in the body has stopped flowing.

He stared at the phone screen for a moment, and subconsciously reached out and pressed the Bluetooth headset in his ear, so that he could hear Song Changsi's deliberately suppressed breathing more clearly.

The sound of breathing was very close, as if it was panting in his heart.

When he spoke again, his voice had become hoarse: "I want to eat your cooking."

"Hmm." Song Changsi seemed to be lying on his back on the bed. He didn't take the phone away, but kept pressing it against his face, "What else?"

"And..." Yin Yan licked her dry lips, "I want to eat your cooking soon."

Song Changsi thought for a while: "Friday, how about I pick you up after school?"

"Okay." Yin Yan said, suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I have to rehearse the New Year's Day party after school on Friday. I don't know when it will end. Come later, or come to my rehearsal?"

After speaking, he became uneasy.

Song Changsi was different from him, he was a student with nothing serious to do, but Song Changsi was busy with work and had a tight schedule, so he might not be willing to waste time on something as boring as watching his rehearsal.

As a result, just as he finished thinking about it, he heard Song Changsi say hello.

Yin Yan was both surprised and delighted: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, why did you lie to me?" Song Changsi laughed, "I'll go there earlier then."

Yin Yan hurriedly said: "Then you call me in advance, and I will pick you up at the school gate."

Song Changsi hummed.

After two seconds of silence, Song Changsi suddenly changed the subject: "Only these?"

"what?"

"Don't you want another reward?"

"..." Yin Yan's breathing became heavier all of a sudden, overshadowing Song Changsi's breathing, and pierced through the bluetooth earphones into his ears, "I..."

"Ok?"

"I was thinking..." Yin Yan's mind was blank, and she didn't know how the words slipped out of her mouth, "Sing me a song."

"That's it?" The tone was a little lost.

"Then, why not?" Yin Yan stammered, and then, a subtle, indescribable and even despicable thought was about to move, and he cautiously probed, "Do you have anything to reward me?" ?”

Unexpectedly, Song Changsi bypassed his temptation and said with a smile, "But what should I do? I can't sing, I'm tone deaf."

By coincidence, Yin Yan said, "Otherwise, give me a kiss."

Song Changsi stopped talking.

Yin Yan's throat tightened, she hurriedly got up and sat upright, and looked guiltyly at Shi Liang who was facing the bed.

Unexpectedly, Shi Liang, who has always had a regular schedule, went to bed early and woke up early, was still looking at his phone. Shi Liang was lying on the bed with his back to him, and there seemed to be a WeChat chat box on the phone screen.

But Shi Liang didn't chat with anyone, but just looked at the chat box blankly.

He Yiheng hasn't come back yet, only him and Shiliang are in the dormitory.

He was afraid that Shi Liang would find out what he was doing, so he turned his back against the wall, with the back of the phone facing Shi Liang's bed.

He took two deep breaths to stabilize his emotions.

"That..." he said, "Don't take it seriously, I'm just joking..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Changsi easily interrupted: "Yes."

As Song Changsi finished speaking, his heart suddenly started beating wildly.

His thoughts slowly twisted into a thread and collapsed tightly in his mind.

He saw the video screen shake for a while.

After a while, Song Changsi turned on the light in the bedroom, and the cold white light fell on Song Changsi's body. His neckline was wide open due to the action just now, revealing his delicate collarbone.

Song Changsi was walking back, and the video screen was shaking back and forth between his collarbone and neck.

Yin Yan couldn't see Song Changsi's face, but he could see a large patch of white.

It was snow-white skin.

Yin Yan's expression was numb, his eyes were blank, and his throat rolled twice.

He suddenly felt very thirsty.He is like a fish out of water.

When the shaking of the video stopped, Song Changsi also sat back on the bed. His face was so clearly reflected in the video, even the curve of the corner of his mouth was clearly captured.

Song Changsi approached the camera, and his two thin lips silently pressed against the camera.

Yin Yan choked for breath.

At this moment, it seemed that he couldn't even hear his own heartbeat.

He stretched out his hand and tapped his fingertips on the phone screen.

It seemed to be on Song Changsi's lips.

His scalp was numb, and the electric current in his body was running wildly in his limbs.

For a moment, Song Changsil took a long distance, his eyes no longer looked at the phone screen, but looked up at the camera, as if he was looking at Yin Yan opposite through the camera.

Song Changsi smiled: "Has the kiss arrived yet?"

In an instant, an electric current rushed into his brain, and Yin Yan's whole body was numb by the electric current. He opened his mouth in a daze: "It's time for a kiss."

At night, Yin Yan had a dream.

He dreamed that he walked into a room and saw Song Changsi, who had just taken a shower, lying on the bed in a white bathrobe and looking at his mobile phone. He walked over and knelt on the big soft bed with one leg.

The sagging end of the bed alarmed Song Changsi, who turned around in surprise, but was held down by him.

He grabbed Song Changsi's cell phone and threw it aside, and everything that followed happened so logically.

The bed was shaking.

The bedding was so soft it almost engulfed them.

His back was covered with sweat, and his face was also covered with sweat. The sweat condensed into beads and soaked into his eyes. He squinted his eyes and looked down at Song Changsi below him.

Song Changsi's snow-white skin was occupied by large swathes of crimson, his hands clenched the sheets tightly, the curvature of his neck stretched straight in pain and happiness, and his messy black hair was scattered on the white pillow.

Such Song Changsi is so good-looking.

His eyes were slack, his eyelashes fluttered, and his clenched lips blocked his staccato voice.

It's like a painting, you can't get enough of it.

I can't wait to frame it and hang it on the bedside, so I can read it in the morning, at night, and all the time.

Yin Yan's heart was so soft that he turned Song Changsi over, with his back facing him, brushing the black hair covering the back of Song Changsi's neck with his fingertips.

There are omega glands.

Just like water is to fish, soil is to trees, sunshine is to sunflowers, there is a fatal attraction for Yin Yan.

Yin Yan couldn't help lowering his head, and used his sharp teeth to pierce the skin on the back of Song Changsi's neck.

Song Changsi shuddered and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But he instinctively held down Song Changsi and poured in the alpha pheromone that only belonged to him.

"Yin Yan..." Song Changsi's words were incoherent, as if he was begging for mercy, but also as if he was inviting.

Yin Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

After a long time, he realized that he was not in the room full of ambiguous atmosphere, but in the cold and dark bedroom.

Everything just now was a dream.

Yin Yan sat up, wiped the sweat off his face, and felt a strong emptiness for no reason.

It was still dark outside the window, he picked up his phone and looked at it, it was only five o'clock in the morning.

Yin Yan sat stiffly for a while, then reached into the quilt to feel it, and he sighed.

Although it was not the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, it was the first time that he really dreamed of a person when he was experiencing this kind of thing.

Yin Yan climbed out of bed, lightly found a set of spare pajamas and underwear from the closet, and quickly changed in the bathroom.

As for the changed pajamas and underwear...

He couldn't wash clothes in the dormitory at five o'clock in the morning, otherwise Shiliang would say something again, so he had to roll up his pajamas and stuff them into the laundry basket, and rubbed his underwear clean again and again.

When he went out with the washed underwear, Shiliang got up at some point and was standing quietly outside the bathroom.

Yin Yan was guilty of being a thief, and trembling from fright, he said angrily, "Why don't you make a sound at all? You scared me to death."

There was obvious tiredness on Shi Liang's face, but he was still cold. He glanced at the underwear in Yin Yan's hand calmly.

Yin Yan didn't have 300 taels of silver here and hid his underwear behind his back, his tone was very aggressive, like a lion whose fur had exploded: "What are you looking at?"

Shi Liang showed a smile that was not a smile, and said sarcastically: "The energy is quite strong."

Yin Yan has a straightforward personality and has always been displeased with Shiliang's eccentric behavior. He immediately retorted: "You're not bad, you stayed up all night, right? Waiting for someone's news?" Sure enough, Shi Liang's expression froze.

"It's only five o'clock in the morning, and there are still more than three hours before class. You still have time to wait. I hope you will wait until now." Yin Yan slipped away after finishing her harsh words, and hurried to dry her underwear.

When the sky outside was slightly bright, He Yiheng who hadn't returned all night sneaked back and brought Yin Yan a breakfast by the way.

Shi Liang was hit by Yin Yan, he really stayed up all night, and couldn't sleep even more after going to the bathroom, so he simply got up to do his homework.

At eight o'clock, his cell phone on the table vibrated.

He picked it up and saw it was a WeChat message.

【Song Changsi: I'm sorry, I went to bed very early yesterday and didn't see your news. That matter has almost been resolved. Thank you for your help at that time. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free. 】

Shi Liang pursed his lips, but couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth.

[Shi Liang: Brother Chang Si, I'm free this week, can we make an appointment on Friday?It happened that I had a holiday on Friday afternoon and was going to visit my dad. 】

[Song Changsi: I have an appointment on Friday. 】

【Shi Liang: What about Saturday? 】

[Song Changsi: If nothing else happens, I have appointments on both Saturday and Sunday. 】

[Song Changsi: But there won't be any accidents, can we meet again later? 】

【Shi Liang: What about next week?Does Brother Chang Si have an appointment next week? 】

The opposite side was quiet for a while, and the name on the chat box showed that it was being input from time to time.

Just when Shi Liang's heart almost reached his throat, he received a reply from Song Changsi.

[Song Changsi: Yes next week. 】

[Song Changsi: Didn't we still talk about climbing mountains together?What do you think of eating after climbing the mountain? 】

【Shi Liang: Good! 】

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at Shiliang's expression." He Yiheng leaned close to Yin Yan's ear full of gossip, and whispered, "Do you think he is in a relationship? The corners of his mouth are almost grinning to the base of his ears, me and He has been in the same dormitory for so many years, and I have never seen him smile like this."

After a pause, He Yiheng hurriedly corrected, "No, that's how he smiled at Song Changsi last time at the reception banquet of the merchant... Doesn't he like Song Changsi? He moved on so soon? "

Yin Yan was eating the buns and soy milk that He Yiheng brought back, and his cheeks bulged up and down on both sides, and He Yiheng's words came in from his left ear and out from his right ear.

He really doesn't care about Shiliang.

Until He Yiheng suddenly said a word: "Couldn't he be chatting with Song Changsi?"

"Impossible!" Yin Yan denied without thinking.

He Yiheng glanced at him meaningfully: "Why is it impossible? Don't Shi Liang and Song Changsi know each other? It's normal to chat on the phone, right?"

"It's impossible anyway!"

Last night he and Song Changsi were so late in the video, where did Song Changsi get the energy to chat with Shiliang early in the morning?

Anyway, it's impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

He Yiheng didn't speak anymore, just hummed in his heart, you can just deceive yourself.

Even though Yin Yan said it was impossible, this matter still stuck in his heart like a thorn, and as time went by, the thorn got deeper and deeper.

He was originally a poor student who didn't attend class, so he didn't want to attend class even more.

On Friday afternoon, the last class is the class of the head teacher.

The homeroom teacher teaches mathematics, and she handed out the papers from the last monthly exam.

Yin Yan and He Yiheng, the pair at the same table, scored 23 points on the left side and 19 points on the right side. They were tied for the bottom one and the bottom two in the class and even the whole grade.

He Yiheng's face was worn thicker than the corner of the city wall long ago, he stuffed the paper into the table hole indifferently, then turned to Yin Yan and asked, "Ah Yan, when are you going to the rehearsal?"

The author has something to say: In the dream: Song Changsi was lying on the bed.

In reality: Yin Yan is lying on the bed.

So reality and dreams are often opposite drops (dog head)