The pheromone of being obsessed with school bully

"Don't worry, my mouth is very strict, and Yao Yuxuan won't be able to pry a word out of my mouth."

The conversation changed again: "But isn't there still a lot of days left for the winter vacation! Doesn't he ask you out to have fun and develop a relationship?"

"It's just a holiday, why worry!"

Song Zian just finished answering him when his phone vibrated suddenly.

He glanced at the phone screen, his eyes lit up, and quickly said to him, "I won't tell you anymore, he called, I'll hang up first!"

He Fan cursed and said that he forgot his friends after seeing sex, and cut off the phone.

Song Zian connected Chi Yuanmian's call.

"Are you still asleep?" The voice on the other end of the phone was low and full of magnetism, and the corners of Song Zian's lips twitched slightly.

"Hmm." He replied.

"I have something I want to tell you."

"Well, tell me."

"During the time I asked for leave before, my biological father was actually sick, and he was transferred to the United States for treatment. He has no relatives there, and I will go there to take care of him during the winter vacation. I will book a plane ticket and leave in about two days."

Song Zian's hand holding the phone suddenly stopped.

"Then...does uncle's body matter?" He asked nervously.

"I had an operation before, and I should be much better now, but I still need to receive treatment in that hospital." Chi Yuanmian said quietly.

"Well, well, then you say hello to uncle for me."

Chi Yuanmian smiled, "Yes."

He paused for a moment and then said: "I will probably book a ticket for the day after tomorrow, so I want to ask if you have time tomorrow..."

"Come with me... on a date or something?"

Have a date?

Song Zian's cheeks were slightly red, and he said almost subconsciously: "Yes!"

After reacting, he bit the tip of his tongue and cursed himself for not being reserved at all.

"Yes... yes!"

There was a very light laugh from there.

"Okay, then I'll pick you up in the morning."

Song Zian blinked, "Come here on your big motorcycle?"

Chi Yuanmian quickly replied: "As long as you want, you can!"

When hanging up the phone, Song Zian felt as if he was floating on the clouds.

Make a date...a date! !

He pushed and pulled the window, and the cold wind blew in. He didn't feel cold at all, but only felt very comfortable.

It seemed to be able to blow away the hot heat on his cheeks.

The street lamp outside the window was also very bright, emitting a beam of light yellow light that fell on the ground, like a glistening gauze.

There are also scattered stars every day, and the bare tree branches blown by the wind are also very pleasing to the eye.

He thought that he would have a good dream today, and the dream should also be sweet.

……

The next day was cloudy, but it didn't affect Song Zian's good mood at all.

Even the corners of his mouth and brows were smiling uncontrollably when he was washing up and having breakfast.

Fortunately, it was the first day of the holiday. His parents thought he was so happy because of the holiday, and Ms. Yang Yun was even more relieved.

But when it came time to change clothes, Song Zian felt worried.

Which one to wear?

This one seems too thin!

This dress seems to be too thick, it's so swollen when you put it on!

This color is too bright, this style is too earthy.

Song Zian looked at the clothes piled up half the bed with a sad face, a little helpless.

He usually just takes a piece of clothing and puts it on his head when he goes out. Who would have thought that one day he would struggle for a long time about what to wear.

In the end, he chose a thinner light-colored windbreaker to match with his black jeans.

Good-looking is good-looking, but it may only have grace but no temperature.

Forget it!Just look good!

Song Zian smiled in satisfaction at the mirror, turned around and ran downstairs.

Chi Yuanmian has been here for several minutes, and he is leaning in front of his cool big motorcycle.

Seeing Song Zian approaching, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "Aren't you cold?"

Song Zian smiled slightly, "It's not cold."

Picking up the helmet on his car, he raised it and asked, "How do you wear this?"

"Let me help you wear it!" Chi Yuanmian took the things in his hand.

The locomotive was speeding on the road, Song Zian listened to the whistling sound of the wind, and tightly hugged the waist of the person in front of him.

He was excited and excited at the moment, even more excited than when he first took this car.

However, it is indeed different.

He put his head lightly on Chi Yuanmian's shoulder, and most of his body was pressed against his, feeling the body temperature of the alpha in front of him.

This is his alpha, his...boyfriend.

Song Zian buried himself in his back, curling his lips in satisfaction.

"Are you sure... you want to play here?" Song Zian asked with his head tilted, staring at the huge XX skating rink sign in front of him.

Chi Yuanmian raised his eyebrows, and pulled him in.

"Aren't you afraid of falling?" Song Zian blinked.

Someone ignored his provocation and began to change shoes beside him.

Song Zian looked up at the skating rink.

Quite big, and very clean and tidy.There are a lot of people, and it looks much bigger than the previous skating rink in the small town.

He was observing when someone snapped his fingers in front of him.Song Zian raised his eyes and saw Chi Yuanmian's enlarged face.

The alpha who was taller than him in front of him hooked his lips and smiled at him, then turned around and slid to the center of the field, slid out a beautiful circle with one foot.

He remembered this action, it was the same action he did last time in the small town.

Song Zian couldn't help but fix his eyes on that person.

There are lights in the skating rink, the lights are not bright, but it is very eye-catching when it hits the man, as if he is shining.

In fact, this movement is just a simple movement with no skill, but Chi Yuanmian is tall and handsome, and his own alpha aura is extremely strong. Obviously, an ordinary circle can also be done very well.

Many people looked there, and there were some applause and whistles.

Song Zi'an felt itchy, and couldn't help changing his shoes, too.

He was walking two steps forward when he suddenly saw two boys surrounded by Chi Yuanmian.

Not knowing what Chi Yuanmian said, the two boys smiled and left disappointed.

When Chi Yuanmian turned around, he saw Song Zian standing behind him, frowning and thinking about something.

The serious but somewhat confused appearance is so cute that it's a foul.

He quickly slid to his side, couldn't help but rubbed his hair, "What are you thinking?"

Song Zian looked up at him, and said sullenly, "Student Chi's popularity is so high! I'm envious!"

envious?Chi Yuanmian looked at someone with "I'm jealous" written on his face, and couldn't help but smile with curved lips.

Still laughing!Song Zian glared at him.

Before he could react, a big round head leaned over and kissed him on the cheek with a "baji".

Song Zian didn't react until the slightly hot and moist touch on his face was transmitted through the nerves.

He looked at the crowd next to him in panic, his cheeks turned red little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, like the evening glow, smudged layer by layer.

"What are you doing?" he said angrily.

Immediately, I felt a big hand rubbing the top of my head, and a deep and familiar voice came from my ear, "Declaration of sovereignty."

Song Zian: "..."

He looked around carefully, and found that there were indeed many people looking at them, probably many people saw the scene just now.

Xiao Song, whose skin is thinner than paper, covered his face embarrassingly, and whispered, "I want to live on another planet."

Chi Yuanmian broke off his hand covering his face, and led him to slide to the center of the field.

He held his hand, just like Song Zian held him back then.There was a scorching heat from the place where the two fingers touched.

Song Zian looked at his more and more skillful movements, and said in surprise: "Did you secretly learn after you came back? I feel that he is better at skating than me."

Chi Yuanmian chuckled, his dark eyes were covered by long eyelashes, and his face looked extremely charming.

"Of course, what Teacher Song taught, of course I have to learn." He looked at Song Zian and said softly.

Song Zian's face, which had just faded from being called this, turned a little red again.

He felt that Chi Yuanmian did it on purpose!

"Can you stop calling me Teacher Song..." Song Zian whispered.

"Huh? Then what should I call you?" Chi Yuanmian looked at him with a half-smile, "That's boyfriend?"

Song Zian blushed even more.

Chi Yuanmian's heart moved slightly, he pinched his blushing face, and said with a bit of doting in his voice, "Okay, listen to your boyfriend."

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Winter nights always come earlier, but after five o'clock, the sky is already dark.

The street lights on the street were turned on, probably because of getting off work, and there were more pedestrians on the street than during the day.

Song Zian and Chi Yuanmian also followed the crowd.

Song Zian's nose was red from the cold wind, but his eyes were bright, looking at the bouquet in his arms from time to time, with a slight smile on his lips.

I couldn't help replaying the scene in the afternoon in my mind.

In the afternoon Chi Yuanmian took him to the movies, but unfortunately they were unlucky and picked a bad movie.There are too many plot slots, and people lack interest in watching it.

Because the movie was so bad, many people walked into the theater, and the rest of the people were not watching the movie very much, they were all discussing this bad movie in whispers.

Song Zian also lost interest in the film, and sat on the seat to concentrate on eating popcorn.On the way, Chi Yuanmian got a call and went out to answer it.

When I came back, I had an extra bouquet of wrapped roses in my hand.

Suddenly there were more noises beside him, Song Zian turned around and saw a large bouquet of flowers in front of him.

The champagne-colored roses are surrounded by stars and wrapped in blue bundle paper, and the water droplets on the petals are shining brightly beside the lit star lights.

The face of the owner holding the rose is hidden in the dark of the theater, only the softness can be seen clearly