The omega in the whole school is not as good as me

1.

Ever since he discovered Zhao Qiyou's secret and reconciled, he didn't allow the other party to make fun of his future. Duan Jiaran made an agreement with Zhao Qiyou before officially taking the college entrance examination.

"Let me tell you, just give me as much score as you can in the test, don't say anything for me! Even if you really get into Qingbei, you have to go for me." Duan Jiaran said seriously Said.

After two years of unremitting efforts, Duan Jiaran's grades made a qualitative leap when he graduated.

But he doesn't think he has the ability to take the Qingbei University exam now. It sounds cool to have a boyfriend who can go to Qingbei University.

Hearing this, Zhao Qiyou nodded easily, and Duan Jiaran felt relieved.

Two days later, Duan Jiaran came out of the exam room still feeling a little unbelievable. How much time and energy he had put into this exam, his thick hair was overwhelmed, and this is the result?

This year's test papers are simpler than previous years, but there are not necessarily fewer people who lose points and make mistakes. As soon as they walked downstairs, Duan Jiaran heard some people complaining to the classmates who had just met.

In order to bring unnecessary psychological pressure, Duan Jiaran cast aside distracting thoughts, ignored the voices from the side, and walked quickly.

"Of course." A gentle and deep voice came from not far away.

Duan Jiaran heard the prestige and looked up, the water-like tenderness made his heart sink into those eyes.

He ran towards Zhao Qiyou, threw his lover into his arms, Zhao Qiyou caught him firmly, if it wasn't because he was still outside, his Ah Ran would be embarrassed, then it was not as simple as hugging.

Smelling the familiar scent, the uneasiness in the examination room could only be expressed at this moment, Duan Jiaran buried his head in Zhao Qiyou's neck, and was pushed away just as he was about to act like a baby.

Duan Jiaran frowned and looked at it. It turned out that he was too excited just now. When he ran over, he even threw the small bag containing his ID card on the ground.

"Confused, what do you want to say?" Zhao Qiyou picked it up, walked over and pinched Duan Jiaran's nose affectionately, he naturally noticed that Duan Jiaran was about to speak just now, so he continued to ask.

Although he was dissatisfied with the other party pushing him away, Duan Jiaran reluctantly forgave Zhao Qiyou.

Considering that his family members were still waiting outside the examination room, Duan Jiaran had no choice but to hold those wide hands and shake them, expressing his unhappiness half-truthfully.

Half a month after the college entrance examination, when the results came out, although Duan Jiaran already had a rough idea of ​​his own level, he was still very nervous at this time.

Not only him, but almost the whole family were concerned about his grades, but no one had the guts to check. In the end, everyone forced Duan Jiasong, who was the youngest and already recommended, to help his brother check his grades.

Duan Jiasong had never been so nervous before. He blocked the screen with his hand before clicking on the query. After the loading was complete, he moved his hand away tremblingly.

Although Duan Jiaran hid beside his younger brother, he still opened his eyes to observe, until Duan Jiasong moved his palm away, and then he suddenly closed his eyes tightly.

"Brother, brother, you..." The heartbeat was too violent, and the younger brother's voice seemed to come from afar.

Duan Jiaran's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, asking his brother to say that number again.

"681."

In order to check his grades, his parents and his family got together, only then did Duan Jiaran realize that all the family members behind him were cheering, sincerely happy for him, and even Duan Yunying, who was usually staid and awkward, burst out laughing rarely.

It’s not that Duan Jiaran has never passed 600 points, but he has a poor background. At his highest point, he only passed 620 points. After leaving the examination room, he felt that his performance was stable, and he thought that his scores would be able to get into a very good university in China. It still depends on his strength. , this already satisfied Duan Jiaran.

Naturally, he did not expect that the final result would be so much more than he imagined.

Joy naturally welled up in Duan Jiaran's heart, but he was exceptionally calm.

The family members discussed how to celebrate together, and each had their own joys.

Duan Jiaran quietly walked aside, took out his mobile phone and dialed, he decided to share his happiness with Zhao Qiyou who might be alone.

2.

Due to the difficulty of the college entrance examination, the number of students with a score of 700 or more in this year's test is several times higher than usual.As expected, Zhao Qiyou kept his promise, and he didn't hide the college entrance examination anymore. Although he might not be number one in the whole capital, he would definitely be able to pass Qingbei safely.

Duan Jiaran looked at the grade data sent by the school, and felt a little hopeless in his heart. He naturally wanted to study in the same university as his boyfriend, but his grades seemed a bit dangling.

Everyone advised him not to take risks, but in the end Duan Jiaran still secretly put Qingbei as his first choice and chose to obey the adjustment.

On the first date after the two filled out their applications, Duan Jiaran took his lover to a temple that was rumored to be very spiritual in the local area, and what he wanted in his heart was to be able to enter Qingbei University as he wished.

Before leaving after paying his respects, Duan Jiaran suddenly noticed someone asking for a lottery, his heart moved, he pulled Zhao Qiyou and said, "I also want to ask for a lottery."

Walked through the process, and after a while, Duan Jiaran got an extra lottery in his hand, and he took the sign and wrote a poem: Who calls suffering, it's as sweet as a shepherd's chestnut.Yaner is newly married, like a brother like a brother.

It was a lottery, and Duan Jiaran happily took the signed poems to find the special person in the temple to interpret the lottery, and nodded frequently when he heard it.

"Did you see it? They say we have a good relationship." Duan Jiaran smiled and showed Zhao Qiyou the signature, but he arbitrarily did not allow Zhao Qiyou to ask for it again.

Duan Jiaran is still an atheist in essence, but if it sounds good, everyone is willing to believe it is true. Zhao Qiyou is not allowed to go because he is afraid that the lottery he asked for will not be good, and it will affect the mood a lot!

Maybe it was because of his devout prayers for the past two days, God saw his sincerity, and Duan Jiaran actually crossed the line and entered the first choice in the end.

3.

After the college entrance examination, Duan Yunying, who originally planned to beat the mandarin ducks, gave up.

But he will never forget that when he was waiting for his son at the school gate, his eldest son, Duan Jiaran, was the first to rush into his boyfriend's arms, and then he remembered his family members standing at the school gate.

The dissatisfaction with his son's boyfriend in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he no longer had the feeling of how pleasing Zhao Qiyou used to be, and sometimes he didn't bother to put on a face.

As a father, he still has a keen intuition in certain aspects. Although he will not destroy the relationship of the young couple, he has always tried to limit the number of dates Duan Jiaran has, especially when he goes out at night.

But the effect was minimal, and in the end he could only ask stubbornly not to stay out at night.

When Zhong Yipei found out about this, he couldn't help scolding his ex-husband for being as old as ever.

However, Duan Yunying has every precaution and sometimes makes mistakes.

Because he performed so well in the college entrance examination, Zhong Yipei was very proud of his son's achievements, so he threatened to reward Duan Jiaran for a graduation trip, and Duan Yunying was not allowed to stop him.

Thinking that his son has had relatively little contact with his mother these years, Duan Yunying agreed without thinking too much, and when everyone was outside, he heard that Zhao Qiyou was also taken there together.

But with their parents around, these two children should not dare to be presumptuous.

It can only be said that the short-lived marriage relationship did not allow Duan Yunying to know Zhong Yipei well enough. This mother is not a reliable parent. She said she wanted to travel, but the more important reason for choosing this city was that she wanted to see He Qing's tour concert.

As soon as the concert was over, Zhong Yipei was no match for Missing, and wanted to pester He Qing to live the two of them, sending the two children away with money.

"Oh, but baby, hasn't it been a long time since I saw my boyfriend? Tonight, let us have a date alone. You two can play casually, and it will cost me. Especially Xiao Zhao, no Use your own money!" Zhong Yipei acted coquettishly and urged, Duan Jiaran was no match, so he had no choice but to agree.

When they first arrived in a new city, the two of them were a little cautious. They didn't know where to start, so they walked around the busiest street twice, and it was almost midnight after eating and drinking.

Although his mouth was full of delicious food, Duan Jiaran still didn't appreciate the fun of this trip. He secretly blamed his mother who ran away, and said to Zhao Qiyou sullenly, "I'm going back to the hotel, I'm so bored."

Without saying a word, Zhao Qiyou walked back holding his lover's hand, allowing him to vent his anger on himself.

Walking downstairs to the hotel, the 24-hour convenience store is one of the few shops with lights on, Zhao Qiyou's eyes flickered, and he told Duan Jiaran to wait there.

"I'm going to buy something."

Duan Jiaran, who was sulking, nodded and didn't answer, but still stood there and waited.

After a while, Zhao Qiyou came out with a big bag of snacks, all of which Duan Jiaran said on the plane that he wanted to eat while watching a horror movie at night.

"I don't want to watch it." Duan Jiaran glanced casually, sighed softly, and confessed.

Zhao Qiyou said with a good temper: "It's okay."

Saying that, he took Duan Jiaran back to the room while holding someone's hand.

The two of them did not live in the same room, as soon as they entered the door, Duan Jiaran silently fell on the bed, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

But the sound of plastic bags rubbing suddenly came from the room, Duan Jiaran opened his eyes and saw that it was Zhao Qiyou who came in and put things on the table.

"I said I don't want to watch it." Duan Jiaran lay back on the bed again, he thought that Zhao Qiyou came to ask him to watch a horror movie.

The other party didn't answer, and a few seconds later, Duan Jiaran's body was covered with a wide shadow, Zhao Qiyao propped his hands on his side, staring straight down into his eyes.

"Then how about... let's do something else?" Zhao Qiyou leaned down, and a seductive voice came into Duan Jiaran's ear.

For so many years, the two of them have basically done everything except the last step, and they can understand what the other party means after a little thought.

Duan Jiaran pushed the person away with a blushing face, and refused: "No, I have to go play tomorrow. If my mother knows that we are behind her back, she will kill us."

Zhao Qiyou stared at him for a moment, was silent for a long time, and said: "Okay, but I don't want to leave tonight."

"Up to you." Duan Jiaran pushed him aside, sat up, and said with a hot face.

The other party was also sitting upright on the bed, Duan Jiaran heard him smile in a low voice, the next second, his head was turned away, and Zhao Qiyou's lips were pressed against him.

No matter how long they have been in love, their kissing skills have improved a lot.

After the kiss was over, both of them were a little out of breath, Zhao Qiyou always looked very sexy at this time.

Duan Jiaran's hand was still caressing Zhao Qiyou's face, he looked up at his slightly parted lips, lowered eyes panting, and suddenly felt that he couldn't be Liu Xiahui either.

"How about, let's try?" Duan Jiaran said suddenly, but immediately he became nervous again, coughing lightly, trying to repent: "Forget it, let's forget it, are we not prepared? I don't want to hurt you..."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Zhao Qiyou already understood what he was thinking in his heart, he was silent for a moment, and then smiled, Duan Jiaran was a little flustered by his unreasonable smile.

But he didn't pay much attention, because in the next second, Zhao Qiyou conjured up out of thin air the preparation tool that Duan Jiaran felt was lacking, as if by magic.

Duan Jiaran's pupils shrunk slightly, and he hid back, unable to say: "When did you..."

But soon he remembered, the convenience store, as expected, Zhao Qiyou had long been uneasy and kind.

Zhao Qiyou put the things in his hands, Duan Jiaran looked at the small box, feeling very hot, his courage at that moment had long since disappeared, he stammered: "I, I, this, actually I won't be coming."

He really didn't understand, but Duan Jiaran was extremely embarrassed when he said this.

But Zhao Qiyou didn't show a strange expression, he accepted it well, nodded, and said tolerantly: "It's okay, you can learn."

Duan Jiaran looked up at him shyly, but Zhao Qiyou had an upright face, as if he really wanted to teach him. Unknowingly, Duan Jiaran's thirst for knowledge was also aroused.

He listened carefully to his boyfriend's serious explanation and nodded frequently.

Zhao Qiyou: "There is no lubrication in the convenience store, you can temporarily use hand cream instead... But, have you learned it?"

Unexpectedly, his conversation turned abruptly, Duan Jiaran was taken aback by the question, and opened his mouth: "Ah, I..."

Is it just these obvious things?How could he understand this?

His bewilderment was immediately understood by Zhao Qiyou, and the other party smiled softly: "It's okay, just practice more and you'll understand."

Do you mean to start?

Duan Jiaran faltered, at a loss, his trembling lips were quickly kissed by the other party, the tip of his tongue invaded, he didn't have time to say anything, he just felt that his boyfriend was so kind and great, not only didn't he dislike himself as a little guy who didn't understand anything, Also willing to give up teaching.

His determination to show something gradually disintegrated when he noticed the opponent's palm gradually slipping.

What is this for?Duan Jiaran stared wide-eyed and questioned her boyfriend.

"Hmm..." A strange feeling came, Duan Jiaran was full of disbelief, it was different from what he thought!

The Alpha on his body leaned over and kissed his closed eyes, rubbed his lover's bright red kiss bead with his idle hands, and said softly: "Shh."

"Zhao Qiyou, you... uh, what the hell!" The pheromone became disordered with the master's heartbeat, and Duan Jiaran was brewing countless words of national abuse, but he didn't have time to resist, or he didn't plan to resist at all, and there was a sudden change. A strong feeling came.

The uncontrollable scent of oolong tea was already in the air, and Zhao Qiyou tentatively released his pheromones. The two S-level pheromones collided fiercely, but there was no rejection due to the strong love.

In the quiet room, only the sound of entangled breathing remained. For a moment, when Duan Jiaran felt that the suffering would not end, the pressure on his body was relieved for a moment, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

It's not painful, it just feels a little weird.

Before he could calm down, "Oh!"

Duan Jiaran frowned slightly, and hummed in a low voice, a strange feeling that was more terrifying than before surged like a flood, and unconsciously scratched a few deep marks on Zhao Qiyu's arm.

The taciturn Alpha's calm appearance was also broken, and he let out a low gasp.

"Zhao Qiyou! Tomorrow, I will definitely kill you!" Duan Jiaran raised his slender neck with his eyes closed, and his messy chest kept rising and falling.

The rioters stamped their own marks on this piece of skin without fear.

Soon, there were only some small sounds and occasional sobbing in the room.

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Some rags...but I'm still drained