The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

When Si Jiamu returned to the room, Priize happened to move his things over.

He greeted Jiamu, threw things on the table casually, and suddenly realized that he was living with Jiamu, so he went up and fiddled with him twice.

I was really impatient, and turned to look at Jiamu, "Can I just throw things away like this?"

Si Jiamu looked at him and nodded fondly.

With permission, Priize immediately rushed over, grabbed his neck, and turned into a human pendant, "Jiamu, I know you are the best."

With great strength, Priize fell on the bed with Si Jiamu, and pulled his arm under his head.

Si Jiamu adjusted his posture so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Seeing his satisfied smiling face, Ke Haoyan's words rang in Si Jiamu's mind.

But in our regiment, except for him, everyone is Alpha.

It's really unexpected!

Si Jiamu smiled wryly, touched the glands on the back of his neck, and said in a low voice, "Rui Ze, are you disappointed in me?"

Pu Ruize frowned slightly, and his eyes showed incomprehension, "Why are you disappointed?"

"Because I differentiated into an Omega, I'm a liability to HIT."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Priize got up with his hands on the bed and looked at him seriously, "You will always be indispensable to HIT."

He stretched out his hand and pressed on Si Jiamu's shoulder, "We got HIT because we were together, not because we were together because of HIT. Jiamu, the five of us have been together for many years, you still don't believe us?"

Si Jiamu reached out to rub his soft face, "Believe it, believe it, how could I not believe you. I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously, and don't tell other people, I'm afraid they will worry."

"Understood." Pu Ruize grabbed Si Jiamu with a big hand, and put a long leg on his lap, "I woke up so early this morning and went on to the rehearsal, I'm going to be so sleepy~"

Like a child, Priize complained in detail.

Before he could say a few words, he fell asleep.

With his toes straight, Si Jiamu carefully inserted into the gap between the bed and the quilt, lifted it up, and grabbed the quilt with the other hand, covering the two of them.

Both of them forgot to draw the curtains, and there was always a flickering light coming in, Si Jiamu didn't sleep well.

He opened his eyes and wanted to pull it up, but was held even tighter by Priize.

Si Jiamu smiled helplessly, and was about to give up when he heard a "beep" from the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "squeak", although it was very soft, it was especially ear-piercing in the silence of the night.

Si Jiamu's hairs stood on end, and the memory of being used by an illegitimate student and the hotel suddenly flooded him. His face turned cold, he glanced at the sleeping Pu Ruize, and cautiously withdrew his hand.

Seeing that the person on the bed groaned uncomfortably, Si Jiamu stuffed a doll over.

I looked around and found a handy tool.

A baseball bat is a tool used in today's shooting, but I didn't expect it to come in handy here.

He put on a mask and hat to prevent the unscrupulous media from leaving a handle.

Si Jiamu was fully prepared, standing sideways by the wall, waiting for the bastard to come over and give him a blow in the head.

The other party's footsteps were very light, and Si Jiamu was concentrating on judging the distance between him and himself.

"3, 2, 1..."

Si Jiamu muttered in his heart, and when it was over, he saw a black shadow.

He bent his back and went straight to the bed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Si Jiamu beat down with a stick.

"Hi~"

The other party gasped, put his hands on his knees, and bent his back.

Si Jiamu was stunned. He walked up to the black shadow and looked down.

"Hao Yan? Why are you?"

He had put all his strength into that slap just now, Ke Haoyan still hadn't recovered, his facial features wrinkled together in pain, a pair of big European-style eyes looked at him aggrievedly, "Why did you hit me?"

The ending sound rises unconsciously, with a hint of coquettishness.

Si Jiamu hurriedly helped him to sit down, leaned behind him, pulled up his clothes to check the injury, "You ran into my room in the middle of the night, if I don't hit you, who will you hit?"

His strength has grown, and he has already started to turn red.

"Ke Haoyan, are you sick? What are you doing in my room at night?" Si Jiamu saw that Bai Shengsheng's skin was red, and couldn't help feeling angry, but he couldn't bear it, so he went to find a potion for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. come over.

He poured the potion on his hands, rubbed it to warm it up, and then covered Ke Haoyan's back. While rubbing it gently, he couldn't help scolding him, "Are you out of your mind?"

"Jiamu, lighten up~" Ke Haoyan intentionally prolonged the ending, "I'm worried about you, so I'll come over and have a look. Who knew you'd react so strongly..."

As he talked, he felt wronged by himself.

"What's wrong with you? What's so good about me?"

Si Jiamu rolled his eyes speechlessly, rubbed him for a while, and then helped him up, "Move around, does it still hurt?"

Ke Haoyan secretly looked at his expression, and found that it was not very good, and moved according to his instructions without saying a word.

Occasionally tearing the nearby muscles is still a bit painful, but it is within a tolerable range.

"It's okay." Ke Haoyan showed a harmless smile, glanced at Si Jiamu's cell phone, raised his chin, and asked softly, "Didn't I send you a message just now? Didn't you see it?"

Si Jiamu helped him tidy up his clothes, and responded casually: "Just now Ruize hugged me, so I couldn't read it. Besides, it's normal that I couldn't see the message sent in the middle of the night."

"Pruize hugged you to sleep?"

Ke Haoyan couldn't control it, and the volume increased a lot. Si Jiamu glared at him, and was about to slap him down, but he held back, "Why are you so loud? Don't you hug me to sleep every day?"

"That's different!"

Si Jiamu glared at him and asked back, "What's the difference?"

"Then... you are not... oh..."

He talked for a long time, but in the end it had the same effect as if he hadn't said anything.

"Don't talk about it." Si Jiamu glanced at Priize, who frowned and scratched his ears.

"What are you doing in my room?"

Facing Si Jiamu's question, Ke Haoyan was finally able to answer, "I'm worried about you, so come and have a look."