AA mutual teasing notes

Cun Tou didn't expect that the boy wearing a shirt and tie would be so scary when he erupted. He leaned against the wall, feeling his head buzzing, and before he could get up, Yan Qi swung a chair and smashed it off his head.

His head was bleeding, and Cun Tou was still dazed for a while, raising his hand to wipe his eyelids, they were all red.

A gangster swung a club at Yan Qi from behind, and Ye Yang kicked him flying before he could hit it down. The stick and the man fell into the pile of broken glass by the window. Jump up half a meter high.

Someone shouted, "Why are you standing still! Hurry up!"

"They're the only two who can beat each other!"

Four or five tall and burly boys rushed forward.

Ye Yang strangled one of the necks and threw the man to the ground, and punched the other hard, knocking the other jaw.

He and Yan Qi didn't release pheromone because of the presence of Omega, but these gangsters were no match for melee combat alone.

Seeing that five or six of his companions had already been knocked down, a gangster hiding in a corner took advantage of his inattention and threw a brick in the air.

"Chairman be careful!"

Yan Qi and Ye Yang turned their heads at the same time.

The brick was aimed at the back of Yan Qi's head, and before he could dodge it completely, he folded his waist back and the brick narrowly missed his chest.

The shirt was frayed, and the skin rolled up in a burning pain.

In the air, the alcohol pheromone exploded suddenly, sweeping the entire rehearsal classroom in the blink of an eye.

Tequila is a strong drink, with its Alpha susceptibility symptoms are intense, and the intensity is equally terrifying and unbelievable when released.

Those gangsters who were looking for trouble were suppressed and couldn't move. The strong alcohol eroded into the skin, scorching hot, and the smell of alcohol made people dizzy.

Ye Yang walked up to the man who threw the brick, stuck his neck, "Bang!" and knocked the man to the ground, then kicked him over, then stepped on his back, pulled his scalp hard and hard smashed on the stone brick floor.

The boy from the drama club at the side couldn't help but look away, thinking that God Ye was really beating people to death...he must be crazy.

Several Omegas present struggled to breathe and clung to the curtain bracket, unable to even make a sound.

Yan Qi quickly grabbed a plastic prop and threw it on Ye Yang's back: "Take the pheromone away."

Ye Yang let go of his hand and turned around.The alcohol pheromone in the air gradually faded away.

His browbones and bridge of nose were sharp, his eyes swept across the remaining few people, like a knife cutting a hole in their bodies, the nerves inside were aching even before the flesh was broken.

The pheromone suppression disappeared, but they didn't dare to fight Ye Yang anymore, and they got up and fled away.

"Ah Qi, how are you doing?"

Ye Yang lifted Yan Qi's torn shirt to check his wound, but was slapped off as soon as he touched his hand.

Yan Qi raised his eyes and glanced at him: "There are several Omega behind, you didn't see them."

Ye Yang was dumb for a moment.

He thought Yan Qi was blaming himself for releasing pheromones, and heard him say, "Don't lift my clothes in front of girls."

"……Oh."

Forgot to say that the chairman has a burden.

Ye Yang raised the corner of his mouth, then pressed it down again, and asked seriously: "Does it hurt? Sweating so much."

Yan Qi shook his head, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead: "I'm in the susceptible period, and it's more difficult to suppress pheromones."

He leaned against the wall and took a breath: "Go and see how they are doing, I'll go back to the dormitory first."

After speaking, he walked out half-step half-step.

Ye Yang noticed that there was a bruise on the inside of the knee bend of his calf.

After all, those bastards are holding things, and there are so many people, it is impossible to be unscathed in the chaos.

The boys came out with the girl and Omega behind the curtain, and gestured "OK" to Ye Yang.

Some of them wandered around the forum of No. [-] Middle School, and winked at Ye Yang knowingly: "God Ye, go and help the president, we will clean up here."

Holding a calculator in her hand, Zhou Yilan had already run to squat down in front of the comatose short-haired man, and began to calculate how much he would claim for compensation when he woke up.

Ye Yang nodded to them, turned around and chased to the door of the rehearsal room in two steps, with his arms folded over his knees, he hugged Yan Qi by the waist.

He Sha stared round her eyes: "Isn't he very skilled!"

The boy who was helping her smiled: "The president is injured, God Ye will be self-taught when he is in a hurry, what's the matter?"

"What is self-taught." He Sha was furious, "I think he has planned it for a long time!"

——Being carried out of the door of the rehearsal classroom, Yan Qi realized that he had never been hugged like this before, and he felt a little weightless when he flew into the air for a moment.

Yan Qi punched Ye Yang on the shoulder: "Let go."

Ye Yang looked down at him: "It's too slow for you to walk back with a limp, so hurry up like this."

Saying that, he went down the stairs slowly.

It is more brisk to hold your own pace.

"Fuck." Yan Qi smiled angrily at him, "Then it's not the same for you to carry me on your back?"

"It's different, it will rub against your wound when you carry it on your back."

Yan Qi: "..."

He felt that this posture was a bit shameful, and he was already annoyed during the susceptible period, so he frowned and said, "Aren't you avoiding suspicion now?"

Ye Yang smiled and threw him up: "We're not in the same group? Why avoid suspicion."

Yan Qi was thrown up gently, his arms subconsciously wrapped around Ye Yang's shoulders, and then fell firmly into his arms.

Yan Qi regained his composure, raised his hand and strangled the back of Ye Yang's neck.

Ye Yang was not afraid that he would really use his strength, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "If you are really embarrassed, I don't mind if you bury your face in my arms."

Yan Qi: "..."

For a moment, he wanted to strangle the dog in front of him.

Back in the dormitory, Yan Qi went into the bathroom, took a shower, and came out wearing a pair of beach shorts.

He fell back on the bed, his entire upper body sunk into the sheets.

Yan Qi drove the pheromones crazy during the fight, and now it's all in the body, although it's not as intense as the alcohol pheromones, it's still quite difficult.

Yan Qi rolled his Adam's apple, turned his head, half of his face was buried in the slightly wet black hair.

After Ye Yang came out of the wash, he saw him lying on the bed with his eyes closed, walking over while wiping his wet hair, leaning down, propping his left hand on the sheet, and gently brushing Yan Qi's lips with his thumb still wet with water.

Yan Qi moved his eyelashes and opened his eyes.

Ye Yang looked at him and said in a low voice, "I remember you were punched in the face during a fight in junior high school, and the corner of your mouth was swollen for half a month."

As he spoke, he put his thumb against his lips and rubbed it: "It seems to be here."

Affected by the susceptibility period, when Yan Qi was rubbed by Ye Yang, the skin around his lips began to itch, and he felt the urge to bite the fingers that were touching his mouth.

He turned his face sideways, knocked Ye Yang's hand off, got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

After washing his face with cold water, Yan Qi clenched and loosened his fingers, then raised his head and saw his eyes in the mirror.

The eyelashes at the end of the eyes were slightly raised, and the skin underneath was flushed.

After the cold water was poured, the eyelids became even more scorched, and the pain from the temples to the forehead was throbbing.

Yan Qi was halfway through his toothbrush, when Ye Yang came in with a jar of ointment.

He turned around with a toothbrush in his mouth, but was caught off guard by Ye Yang who grabbed his calf and lifted him up, forcing him to sit on the edge of the sink.

Baici felt cold to the touch, and Yan Qi was only wearing a pair of beach pants, so he almost kicked Ye Yang away because of the conditioned reflex.

He frowned slightly, held his toothbrush in his mouth, poked Ye Yang's arm twice, and asked vaguely, "Do you deserve a beating?"

Ye Yang lowered his head and held his calf to apply medicine, and heard Yan Qi's vague voice, which was always cold, but at this time it was mixed with some toothpaste foam, so harsh words had no deterrent effect.

He hooked the corner of his mouth and squeezed forward, his long legs stuck to the edge of the sink, so crowded that Yan Qi, who was sitting on it, spread his legs and almost fell backward on the mirror.

Then Ye Yang grabbed his waist and fished him out again, bringing him back.

Yan Qi supported the edge of the sink with both hands and sat up straight, his eyes fell on Ye Yang's naked upper body after taking a bath.

The man didn't wipe it very much, the water on the skin dripped down and dried up, and there were still moist drops of water in the deep part of the collarbone, which shone slightly under the warm lamp in the bathroom.

Yan Qi raised his hand and wiped it for him with the pads of his index and middle fingers.

The moment his fingertips scraped across the collarbone groove, the hand holding Yan Qi's calf tightened suddenly. He instinctively struggled, but Ye Yang let go again.

After painting the bruises on his calf, Ye Yang slightly raised his head to apply medicine to the wound on his chest, his brows and eyes were still lowered, unable to see his expression.

Yan Qi usually has little physical contact, and his skin is relatively sensitive. Now that he is susceptible, his sensitivity has doubled.

He turned his head and spit out the foam, rinsed his mouth, turned back and took the ointment in Ye Yang's hand: "You go out, I will do it myself."

Ye Yang didn't move, just stood there and stared at Yan Qi's eyes.

Knowing that his eyes were a little red, he said softly, "It's okay, the susceptible period is normal."

Yan Qi lowered his head, took some ointment with his index finger, and spread it on his chest.

When he finished wiping and raised his head, Ye Yang's entire upper body suddenly leaned over, and his thin muscles pressed against his.

Yan Qi frowned, raised his hand to push, and saw Ye Yangxiu's long finger touching the skin on the side of his neck: "I'll let you bite it back."

Yan prayed for a while.

Sea salt citrus is a fruity pheromone, and the symptoms of the susceptible period are not severe.

But he couldn't stand the tossing all night, and just now Ye Yang rubbed his lips with his thumb on the bed.

——Yan Qi now really has the urge to bite someone to vent her pheromones.

And it's strong.

His temples throbbed and hurt badly, he didn't struggle too much, he raised his arms to strangle Ye Yang's back of the neck.

The skin on the side of the neck is thin, and when the lips stick to it, you can clearly feel the ups and downs of breathing, and even the heartbeat and pulse.

Yan Qi felt that Ye Yang's heart was beating fast.

He felt that Ye Yang was a little nervous, his lips stopped there, and he didn't bite down immediately.

Xu Shi noticed that Yan Qi was shaking, Ye Yang's nose was pressed against his ear, rubbed into his slightly wet black hair, and his fingers were inserted into Yan Qi's hair to press him against him, his voice was muffled and a little hoarse: "Ah Qi, Bite deeper."