Professor, you got it wrong

Shang Luyan found this scene very familiar.

Whether it's the person who kissed him, or the temperature on his lips.

He and Jian Bailian had kissed twice before, but they were both rough and domineering.

Just like two wolves who refuse to admit defeat, the stronger Jian Bailian the wolf king is, the more he will resist as a wolf cub.

There is both pleasure and pain.

But it is the first time that this kind of gurgling brook-like pro-French relationship is happening now.

In the past, Shang Luyan didn't like kissing on the bed, he always felt it was too sticky, and there was an indescribable resistance in his heart.

But he kissed Xing Nan.

When doing it intensely, Xing Nan's side face was tense.

Sweaty eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and a sharp and distinct jaw line.

Shang Luyan only took one look, and his brain seemed to explode, and he kissed his head dazedly.

But after kissing him, he regretted it.

Because he always felt that Xing Nan looked like a person.

The moment Shang Luyan was fascinated, Jian Bailian's warmth had penetrated into his jaw.

Stirring up the fine breath and heat, luring him to sink together.

Shang Luyan turned over, from lying on his stomach to lying on his side.

Jian Bai held his neck and cheeks with her broad and slender palms, lowered her eyes and kissed him intently.

Shang Luyan suddenly felt very hot, from his neck to the roots of his ears were red.

When Jian Bai's straight nose bridge kept rubbing against the tip of his nose due to the change of kissing angle, Shang Luyan pursed his lips, and subconsciously loosened his jaw to meet it.

The air wrapped around it gradually became thinner and hotter.

Jian Bailian kissed very seriously, and kissed for a full twelve minutes.

As soon as the four attached lips were separated, Shang Luyan took a few exaggerated deep breaths, panted and said, "...water."

Jian Bai got out of bed and poured a glass of water back.

Shang Luyan sat up, held the cup and drank more than half of it, and his breathing was not so short.

Jian Bai stood by the bed, took his cup and drank the rest of the water, then put it on the bedside table.

"Like it?"

Jian Bailian asked suddenly.

Shang Luyan was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that the other party was asking him how he felt about the kiss just now.

It's impossible to kiss for so long if you don't like it.

But admitting that he likes it seems like he is very Teddy.

Shang Luyan was very tangled.

In particular, Jian Bailian's expression looked serious and serious, as if he was discussing a very important academic issue with him.

Shang Luyan involuntarily assumed the role of being called to stand up to answer questions in class.

If you don't answer, you will be punished for copying, and if you answer wrong, you will have to deduct points.

No matter what, I have to give an answer.

Shang Luyan thought hard for a while, and then replied vaguely: "It's okay."

He added, "We're 99 percent compatible, I like kissing you, it's normal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Bailian retorted: "I didn't release the pheromone just now."

"You voluntarily came up with the idea of ​​having a Sexual+intercourse with me when your subjective consciousness is clear and you are under your control."

Shang Luyan: "..."

So you're still struggling with what you just got rejected, right?

I knew it.

After seeing through Professor Jian's tricks, Shang Luyan lost the slightest idea of ​​being charming.

"Do you still want to apply medicine to me?"

Shang Luyan pulled the quilt and lay back, "I'm going to sleep without painting."

Jian Bailian said, "Tu."

Shang Luyan touched his back and felt that the ointment on it had been absorbed, so he changed to a supine position.

There was only one small lamp left in the bedroom.

The light was dim and the shadows flickered.

Shang Luyan was a little sleepy.

But the cold touch on his chest and neck always tugged at his nerves, making him unable to fall asleep.

"Ok?"

Shang Luyan raised his head, and his chin just touched Jian Bailian's protruding wrist bone.

Jian Bailian's hands are warm and strong, no matter the line of the phalanx or the length of the arm, they are all beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

After walking away for a while, Shang Luyan said: "Professor, I want to sleep."

Jian Bai rubbed the delicate skin on the side of his neck with his slightly cool palm, and suddenly asked a question: "Why hasn't your fever period come yet?"

As if feeling strange, that long finger reached the back of his neck and touched his glands.

Shang Luyan is not ticklish, and there are no sensitive parts on his body.

But Jian Bailian's touch was like a feather, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

After hiding, Shang Luyan asked: "Didn't you say that you only post it once a month?"

He judged others by himself, "Professor, I didn't come during the fever period, shouldn't you be happy?"

Jian Bailian lowered his hands, his deep black eyes were dark and unclear, "Why should I be happy?"

If you are not happy, will you still be sad?

Shang Luyan tried to get closer, bowed his head and kissed Jian Bailian's wrist.

Jian Bailian's eyes suddenly darkened by two points, she pulled him into her arms, bowed her head and kissed him.

The kiss, which was more passionate and lingering than before, landed on the side of Shang Luyan's neck and behind the ear.

The citrus mint strongly hooks the white peach oolong, and the two aromas are tightly entangled.

Shang Luyan felt that he was being kissed softly from the inside out.

Gripping Jian Bailian's nightgown strap with his fingers, he panted softly. He blocked Jian Bailian's attack and asked in a low voice:

"...Professor, do you like me?"

Jian Bailian stroked his smooth and tender neck, and said without hesitation: "I like it."

Sure enough, Jian Bailian was already affected by the pheromone.

Turning his face away to avoid Jian Bailian's hot kiss, Shang Luyan sat up propped up on the pillow, "Can I not do it?"

As if aware of his resistance, the citrus mint flavor became lighter.

Jian Bailian didn't speak, and stared at him for half a minute with her dark pupils, before saying, "Yes."

After receiving the answer, Shang Luyan immediately lay down and covered the quilt again.

There was a rustling sound behind him.

Jian Bai got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

After a while, there was the sound of rushing water inside.

In fact, Shang Luyan endured it quite uncomfortable, Jian Bailian's kiss was very energetic, and the person was also very energetic.

But as soon as he smelled the pheromone, he lost his mood.

He didn't know what he was being hypocritical about.

Anyway, Jian Bailian released pheromones during the process of sleeping with him, so this love can't go on.

Ten minutes later, Jian Bailian went to bed covered in cold moisture.

Shang Luyan shrank from the cold, and when Jian Bailian lay down, he turned around and hugged her.

Jian Bailian still maintained the posture of raising one hand to turn off the lights.

Seeing him take the initiative to throw himself into his arms, he naturally caught it in a daze.

The small warm lamp above his head was still on, and a half-bright shadow fell on Shang Luyan's face.

The beautiful blue eyes are clear and clear, and the emotions inside are reflected very clearly.

Not at all dazed or delirious.

Confirming that Shang Luyan took the initiative to hug him while he was awake, Jian Bailian dropped his raised hand and touched his face, "What's wrong?"

Shang Luyan pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Jian Bailian, let's try."

Jian Bailian: "Huh?"

"I wasn't a good person before," Shang Luyan said, "I know that if it wasn't for the fit, you wouldn't have looked down on me at all."

Jian Bai moved his lips, and before he could speak, Shang Luyan put his arms around his neck and pressed against him, seriously and carefully asked: "But I can try to make something good,"

"Professor Jane, can we try to stay together without the influence of pheromones?"

Professor Jian's understanding is very high, and he quickly figured out the cause and effect from these simple sentences.

Not only did he know that Shang Luyan misunderstood his liking because of pheromones, but he also noticed Shang Luyan's incompatibility and dislike for his omega identity.

The cold fingertips clasped Shang Luyan's chin, and Jian Bailian raised his chin a little, "Do you hate being an omega?"

A very familiar question.

It took Shang Luyan two seconds to remember that Su Ziyu seemed to have asked a similar question.

Hate it?

The answer is obvious.

Shang Luyan answered truthfully: "I really don't like it."

Jian Bailian's thumb rubbed the corner of his soft lips, her eyelids drooped as if she was in a trance, and after a few seconds, she suddenly said out of nowhere: "You said before that you like it very much."

before?

who before?

If one or two times is a coincidence, then the third time is very unusual.

Shang Luyan asked: "Did I say before that I like being an omega? When did I say that?"

Like an excellent hunter, Jian Bailian didn't give a clear answer, but instead used an invisible bait to lure him deeper, "If you want to know, go to psychological counseling yourself."

"Xia Jianchong's business card is in the drawer."

Shang Luyan opened his mouth, still wanting to speak, Jian Bailian quickly ended this bedtime exchange, "Turn your back and go to sleep."

Shang Luyan said "oh" reluctantly, and carried it back.

After turning off the light, Jian Bailian hugged his waist and neck from behind, and pressed him into her arms.

Shang Luyan felt that this posture was very awkward, and wanted to turn around and hug him face to face.

As soon as he raised his arm, Jian Bailian pushed him back and said, "Don't lie on your left side."

"I wanted to tell you a long time ago."

"Often lying on the left side will compress the heart, affect the blood supply to the heart, and induce angina pectoris, arrhythmia and other diseases."

"You are only 22 years old, you should take this issue seriously."

Shang Luyan: "..."

After staring blankly in the dark for a while, Shang Luyan couldn't help touching the quilt and whispering, "Why don't we try it."

Jian Bailian didn't hear clearly, "What?"

Forget it, everything is God's will.

Shang Luyan said: "It's okay, let's sleep."

Jian Bai gave a "huh" and kissed his mandible, "Good night, Zhuozhu."

Shang Luyan: "..."

Early the next morning, before Shang Luyan woke up, he was pulled up by his ears.

"Shang Zhuo, you have morning class today."

Shang Luyan had a strange dream of Jian Bailian turning into a grandfather chasing him to learn how to keep in good health for half the night last night. He was sleepy and tired, and couldn't keep his eyelids open.

"Can't I ask for leave?"

He hugged Jian Bailian's arm, and subconsciously hummed and acted coquettishly, "Professor, I'm too sleepy."

Jian Bai twitched his earlobe, her tone was as cold as ever, "Yes, but your first class is my class."

"..."

"I will do business and remember your absence."

What does the absence of the living Hades mean, re-read.

Shang Luyan rolled his eyelids, he couldn't wake up anymore.

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Professor Jian wonders every day: Why hasn't the fever period of Clumsy come yet? ? ? ? ?

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