The pheromone of being obsessed with school bully

The road is narrow and there are no cars passing by.There are two rows of lush trees planted beside the road, and the green and lush colors are pleasing to the eye.

The morning air in the countryside is the best, and it is fresh and fresh that can never be smelled in a big city.

The wind in the morning was cool, and the sun was pouring down. Song Zian sat in the back seat holding Chi Yuanmian's clothes, his nose was filled with a fresh and pleasant smell, and he couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably.

Chi Yuanmian drove very fast, but reached the foot of the mountain in seven or eight minutes.

There were not many people in this town, so although it was a holiday, there were not many people at the foot of the mountain.

The two put the motorcycle on the side of the road and started walking up the path.

The mountain is called Qingfeng Mountain, it is not high, and the road is not very good.But the scenery along the way is quite good. There are many trees planted on the mountain, and they saw a few families on the mountainside.

Song Zian took pictures with his mobile phone all the way, and collected a lot of landscape pictures.Chi Yuanmian followed him casually with his hands hanging by his side.

When it was almost noon, the two finally reached the top of the mountain.

The wind was very strong on the top of the mountain, and Song Zian had a headache pressing down his bangs, which were blown to pieces on his forehead, to prevent his hair from dancing wildly by itself.

The other person is more leisurely than him, Chi Yuanmian's hair is shorter than him, even if the wind blows, it won't mess up.

So someone can still cross their hands and maintain a cool and unrestrained appearance.

There is a viewing platform on the top of the mountain, but there are more than a dozen people crowded on it, chattering and taking pictures of each other.Song Zian didn't want to squeeze with them, so he took Chi Yuanmian to take pictures of the scenery on the other side.

It seemed that two girls of their age had noticed them and followed them with blushing faces, following them wherever they went.Song Zian was a little depressed.

Why is someone's face so troublesome?It's okay to attract bees and butterflies in school, but it's not safe outside.

He was muttering to himself, when the two girls finally approached with blushing faces, looked at him shyly, and then looked at Chi Yuanmian, with a hesitant expression.

Song Zian just wanted to pull Chi Yuanmian from behind, when he heard the young lady with shawl and long hair in front say, "Hello, may I take a photo for you?"

Um?Photograph?Didn't you ask for contact information?Song Zian was puzzled.

"It's like this little brother, we are part of the school photography team, and we came here to take pictures of the scenery today. Then I saw you and your boyfriend...you really look so good together! Let us take pictures for you A photo? Please!"

Another young lady with a ponytail next to her raised her camera hanging around her neck with a very friendly smile.

"So can I delay you for a few minutes? Please, please!" The long-haired lady clasped her hands together and said expectantly.

Song Zian didn't expect this scene, so he could only tentatively look at the "boyfriend" beside him.

He doesn't care, he doesn't care about being on camera, but the school bully is not necessarily the case, it seems that rumors say that he hates being secretly photographed by others...

Besides, who can tell him why someone thinks Chi Yuanmian is his boyfriend again? Do they have such a sense of CP?

The two girls should also know that this matter needs to be discussed with Chi Yuanmian, so they walked over to talk to Chi Yuanmian again.

Song Zi'an looked at the school bully's unmoving ice face, and felt that taking pictures was useless.

To his surprise, Chi Yuanmian nodded in agreement.

He also seemed to have acquiesced that he and Song Zian were the couple that the two girls said they were in.

Silently walked over to lean against him, with a flat voice: "Is it okay to shoot here?"

"Yes, yes!" Miss Ponytail nodded quickly, as if she was afraid that they would regret it.He quickly raised the camera again and pointed the lens at the two of them.

"Little brother, you can get closer... so that both of you can be in the camera."

"The movements can also be more intimate, and the expression can be natural..."

Song Zian was staring at the front in a daze, when he suddenly felt a hand quietly wrapping his arms around his waist.

My heart trembled, and before I had time to react, a tall body approached me.

He raised his head nervously, and was bumping into Chi Yuanmian's deep and beautiful eyes.

The heart was beating rapidly "bang bang", uncontrollable at all.

The tip of the nose also smells the mellow champagne, which is light and light, but fresh and intoxicating, which makes people deeply immersed in it.

It's... Chi Yuanmian's pheromone.

He stared at Chi Yuanmian's lightly pursed lips, smelling the familiar smell of champagne, his mouth became dry for a moment, and he felt an urge to kiss him.

hold back... hold back!

Song Zian desperately suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

"Okay, it's finished! Thank you!" Miss Mawei looked at the works in the camera with satisfaction, and nodded gratefully to them.

The crisp female voice brought back his consciousness that was about to be confused by the alpha pheromone, and Song Zian turned his head guiltily to Shangchi Yuanmian's probing gaze.

Pheromone error ah!This damn temporary temporary mark sequelae!

Fortunately, Chi Yuanmian didn't notice his strangeness, so he walked a few steps forward and said, "Can we take a look at the photo?"

"Of course!" The young lady handed him the camera readily.

Hearing this, Song Zian couldn't care less about feeling guilty, and hurried over to take a look.

The background in the photo is a pure blue sky. Two teenagers stand side by side on the flat ground intimately. The taller one stretches out his arms to embrace the other. And ambiguous.

I rely on...how did this effect come out!Song Zian was stunned.

This photo really looks like a proper couple photo. If he is not one of the protagonists, he can't believe that the two people in this photo are innocent.

He couldn't help but look up at Chi Yuanmian, the Xindao school bully shouldn't be angry.

But Chi Yuanmian raised his eyelids and said in a deep voice, "Can you send me a copy of the photo?"

Song Zian: Huh? ?

It seemed that he suddenly couldn't understand the brain circuit of the school bully.

12. Osmanthus

After taking pictures, they were ready to go down the mountain.

The two girls were from the local area and pointed them to another way down the mountain.It is said that the scenery on that road is better, and there is an osmanthus forest over there.

In fact, they smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus on the way up the mountain, but they never saw any trees.There is still a lot of time now, so I thought about going there to have a look.

The midday sun was a bit dazzling, Song Zian took out a sun hat from his backpack and put it on, and walked towards the surrounding mountain road.

The road down the mountain was narrower and more treacherous than the one they took up the mountain, but it was also more interesting.

After the two walked a certain distance, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on the tip of their noses became stronger and stronger.

Then they walked to a tile house.

The tile-roofed house is old at first glance, the walls are still made of earth bricks, surrounded by a bamboo fence with thin bamboo, and a few tall sweet-scented osmanthus trees are planted in front of the yard.

These trees are uneven in height, with dense green osmanthus leaves growing on the tips of the branches.Clusters of small yellow flowers grow out next to the leaves, and the color is eye-catching.

There was a gust of wind, and the branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree swayed lightly, and the ripe sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the branches fluttered down one after another, forming a fragrant rain of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers.

The ground is also covered with a layer of golden yellow, like a fairyland on earth.

Song Zi'an walked in front, his white sneakers gently stepping on the fallen flowers on the ground, his head and body were covered with falling osmanthus flowers.

He was immersed in it, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of his eyes without blinking for a moment, but he didn't know that he had also become a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others.

The afternoon sun casts down through the layers of osmanthus leaves, forming mottled light and shadow on the ground.

Occasionally, it swayed again, gently swaying on Song Zian's body, turning into bits and pieces of broken light.

The young man stretched out his hand to catch a piece of falling flowers, his eyes and brows were filled with delighted smiles.

Chi Yuanmian, who was standing not far away, was shaken for an instant.

Maybe it was because they made too much noise, a person actually walked out of the tiled house.

Song Zian was taken aback. He didn't expect that there were still people living on such a high mountain, and they lived in such a dilapidated house.

What came out was a short old woman with wrinkled face, white hair and trembling when she walked. She looked about 90 or [-] years old.

Song Zian thought he had woken them up, so he hurried forward to apologize: "I'm sorry, old lady, did we disturb you? Sorry, we didn't know you lived here."

Holding a cane with her withered fingers, the old woman walked over tremblingly, but her creases were full of smiles.

"Aren't you from the local area?" She didn't seem to be able to speak Mandarin very well, and there was a strong accent in her pronunciation.

Song Zian nodded and said with a smile: "Well, we are from other places, so we come here to play."

The old lady showed a thoughtful look, and then waved to them kindly, "Would you like to come and sit in the yard of the mother-in-law, the mother-in-law has made sweet-scented osmanthus tea, please have a taste, both of you."

Song Zi'an thought it was not good to bother others too much.But then I thought about it, this old man is quite lonely living in the mountains, seeing that Chi Yuanmian didn't have any objection, so he came in with him.

The old woman's yard was kept clean. There was a well on the left side of the yard, as well as stone tables and benches.To the right is a small vegetable garden with clusters of peppers and shallots and garlic.

Because the front door is full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees.The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus here is more fragrant, and every gust of wind has a strong fragrance in the lungs.

Chi Yuanmian took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus tea in the porcelain cup, and the hot air rose up, soaking the tip of his nose.

The tea is bitter, but with a touch of sweetness, just holding it between the lips and teeth is refreshing.

While sipping tea, he squinted his eyes at the two people who were chatting happily on the other side of the stone table.

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