The 3000m race is over.

This is definitely the most enjoyable game in No. [-] Middle School for so many years, and it can be so impressive that it will be famous in school history.

Ning Xi was surrounded by students from different classes and huddled together at the finish line. Many girls were still holding water and towels.

"Brother Ning!" Wang Jingfu rushed to the front, "I don't like you, you are so awesome! I counted carefully, and you surpassed 12 people!"

"It's okay." Ning Xi smiled smugly, and returned to the previous appearance.

"Hey, you didn't expect you to be so good, you have thin arms and legs, and you can run quite well." Wang Jingfu said, "Brother Gang Ze is still cheering for you with me, he should come with me..."

Ning Xi raised his eyes, and immediately spotted Song Yize walking towards him among so many people.

When he was in joy now, he was about to stretch out his hand and ask Song Yize to come over and brag about whether he was strong or not.

But in an instant, something suddenly popped into his mind.

I am grass.

I grass, I grass, I grass, I grass, I grass! ! !

What the hell is he!It seems to have forgotten!His weak chicken character set! !

The expression on Ning Xi's face was a little out of control, and he pulled off the towel from the girl hanging around his neck.

However, Song Yize had already walked up to him.

He glanced at himself lightly and said, "Congratulations."

Ning Xi: "..."

Damn, Li Yiming just got annoyed and forgot all of a sudden.

What anti-surpassing 12-person passionate sports show is obviously the prelude to the funeral on the eve of the collapse.

Ning Xi had just finished running three thousand, and he was breathing heavily, his voice stuck in his throat and he couldn't make it out.

You said you said what to do!

"Ning Xi, are you tired? Do you want us to help you to rest..." the blind guy from the sports committee said beside him, and before he finished speaking, Hu Yangcai pushed his arm.

Just as the Sports Commissioner was about to ask what was wrong, he saw Ning Xi, who was standing upright, threw himself on Song Yize as if his leg had been broken.

"Oh, why are my legs a little soft..." Ning Xi pulled Song Yize's clothes and looked up at him, "I'm so tired, Yi Ze, I can't breathe, I seem to be dehydrated from running, and I feel dizzy..."

Sports Committee: "?"

It seemed to be fine just now, is the reflex arc a little longer?

Song Yize put his hands on Ning Xi's shoulders, looked at this Omega's face flushed slightly by the sun, hugged him and said to everyone: "I'll take him to the infirmary first, he probably has hypoglycemia."

"Hey, you go." Hu Yangcai said, "Hurry up and take Ning to rest, our class will take care of the rest."

Song Yize nodded, wrapped Ning Xi's arms around his neck, and led him to the infirmary.

The scorching sun is scorching hot, approaching noon, and the temperature is unbelievably high, but the sycamore trees on both sides of the road along the school are very energetic, showing their own piece of emerald green.

Ning Xi was so empty now that he didn't dare to say a word, and he didn't dare to analyze what Song Yize was thinking.

"Do you want me to carry you on your back?" Song Yize said, "Will you be very tired?"

"Back to back." Ning Xi seized every opportunity to pretend, even though he felt that he could still leave now.

Song Yize squatted down and motioned Ning Xi to lie on his back.

"You are very powerful." Song Yize put Ning Xi on his back, and lightly weighed him, "You run very fast."

"Ah, this... people's potential is unlimited, hahahahaha." Ning Xi laughed, and the more he said, the more confident he became, "You said that I usually fail [-], who would have thought how fast [-] can run..."

"Yes, I also took the girl to send towels."

"..."

Ning Xi couldn't stand listening to it, and quickly changed the subject: "Ah, I'm so dizzy, my body is not right after I exert myself, and now my feet hurt, my hands hurt, my whole body hurts, is it really hypoglycemia?"

After he finished speaking, he lay down on Song Yize's body and rubbed his head against his back.

But speaking of it this way, Ning Xi seemed to be a little dizzy.

The body is indeed weak, even a little stuffy, the hands and feet are weak, but the heart is still beating violently.

This body is not good enough, running 3000 meters is like this.

Song Yize came to the infirmary with Ning Xi on his back.

The teacher in the infirmary didn't know what to do, there was no one inside.

Song Yize put Ning Xi on the hospital bed to rest, and said to him, "Wait a minute, I'll go make some sugar water."

"Yeah." Ning Xi replied softly while sitting on the bed.

The infirmary is air-conditioned and the environment is much cooler than outside.

Ning Xi originally thought that he was dizzy after spending too much time in the sun, but the cold air didn't make him feel any better.

The state is getting worse and worse, it doesn't look like dehydration and stroke, it doesn't look like hypoglycemia, but a little pain from the nerve endings, spreading wantonly in his brain.

Song Yize, who was soaking in sugar water outside, is also very confused now.

He couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Didn't Ning Xi say that he is not in good health and can't exercise? How can he still get No.2 in the long-distance running.

Will he feel unwell after such a run? Should he be taken to the hospital for a checkup?But if there is any problem in this inspection, Ms. Yu should explain it in this way.

This guy also charges others for water and towels.

Song Yize frowned.

He was just about to pour water and stir the rock sugar when he suddenly smelled a thick and sweet peppermint white tea.

As an Alpha, he couldn't be more sensitive to pheromones.

Realizing that something was wrong, Song Yize quickly put down the water bottle and ran to the hospital bed, only to find Ning Xi curled up on the bed, holding his heart with one hand and his clothes.

When Ning Xi saw Song Yize, he raised his eyes that were wet by the mist.

"Yize..." He stretched out his arms and hugged Song Yize's neck, muttering, "I suddenly feel so uncomfortable..."

Song Yize was wrapped in Omega's pheromone and thought of the current situation.

Ning Xi and his combination are hot.

The binding heat that must be experienced after being differentiated into Omega has come at this time.

"You have a combination fever." Song Yize reminded him, hoping to retain some consciousness before he woke up, "Don't be afraid, this is a normal physiological phenomenon."

"Ah, I know this..."

Ning Xi's pheromone was sent out uncontrollably, and the room was instantly filled with his breath.

Instinctively, he had to ask for the hormones of the Alpha closest to him, leaning slightly, as if longing for the breath of the opposite sex.

Song Yize felt a little crazy.

He knew that Ning Xi was now playing with his body, greedily absorbing his pheromones.

However, he could only let him do whatever he wanted, watching this Omega pull his collar under the inducement of pheromones, and then he was so weak that his head hit his collarbone again.

to die...

Ning Xi panted heavily, holding Song Yize's sportswear tightly with one hand, pressing his head firmly against his chest, his face flushed red: "Then what should I do..."

"Inhibitor, or Alpha's mark." Song Yize himself was aware of his hoarse voice, and he didn't understand why he had to explain physiological knowledge to Ning Xi, "Stop talking."

Ning Xi nodded and tilted his head.

What, I don't understand.

It was the first time for Ning Xi to experience such a thing, he was a little dazed, even a little sad.

"I...I..." But he was really uncomfortable, his mind was in chaos, and his voice was extremely weak, "I want you..."

Song Yize was confused by his pheromone, he resisted the instinctive impulse, not to look at Ning Xi's snow-white and slender nape that was generously exposed.

That location is exactly the Omega's gland.

Thanks to Song Yize's firm will, if he were replaced with another Alpha, he would probably be stronger.

But the voice still revealed forbearance, his throat became more and more dry, and the warm breath lingered on his parched skin, Song Yize couldn't help rubbing Ning Xi's ears lightly with his fingertips.

His voice was low, like a sentence slowly sent from the bottom of his heart: "What do you think I want..."

The temperature rises little by little, and the pheromones mixed together are sweet and strong.

Ning Xi's brain was buzzing, his breath was unstable, and his body was weak, so that his mind began to slacken, and his whole body was almost hung on Song Yize.

Pheromones really affect people's judgment, and the matching degree is so high.

Ning Xi curled up to restrain his desires, his slightly protruding cervical spine made his bones look thin and cold, and the blush on his fair skin was really attractive and bewildering.

When he spoke, his voice was thin and small, soft and whiny, and a little hoarse, as if he was fishing for people.

He said, "I want you to tell me a joke..."

"..."

?

Song Yize's heart sank for a moment.

The person with his head on his shoulder smelled the pheromone between his shoulder and neck, and muttered in a daze, "Hurry up..."

Song Yize raised his head, and the line of his neck lengthened accordingly. He swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and after thinking for a long time, he managed to remember a joke: "Then let me ask you, what should you do if you accidentally step on a landmine?"

Ning Xi closed his eyes and replied weakly: "What should I do?"

"Fake death." Song Yize, "Because of feigning death to avoid lightning."

"..."

"..."

"Hahahahahahaha!" After two seconds of silence, Ning Xi, who came to his senses, burst out laughing.

"Justbeatit hahahahaha!" Ning Xi said, "I never thought you could tell jokes, what kind of jokes..."

The bracelet that was already around Song Yize's neck became tighter, and he patted his back little by little with his fingertips.

Because of emotional fluctuations, the flow of pheromones is more obvious, and the sweet and greasy taste of mint white tea is more intense, stirring the surrounding air and affecting the young man's heart.

Song Yize really regretted it, why did he tell him some jokes when he had nothing to do.

Heart beating recklessly in his chest.

It's even harder to bear now.

Song Yize raised his eyelids, took a deep breath, and said to Ning Xi like a child, "Let go of me, I'll get you the inhibitor."

"En." Ning Xi snorted like a kitten.

Did not mean to let go.

"Ning Xi?" Song Yize said, "Let go."

"Uh-huh."

Still did not let go.

Song Yize sighed helplessly.

After all, it was the first time for Ning Xi to combine with heat, and his whole body softened into a puddle of water. When he met a favorite pheromone again, the hormones did not know how to restrain themselves.

Need to use inhibitors quickly...

"Hey." Song Yize inserted his fingers into Ning Xi's short hair, wrapped his palms around the back of his head, lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Then hold tighter."

"?" Before Ning Xi could figure it out, he left the bed suddenly.

When he was startled, he felt that he was flying into the air, and he just subconsciously hugged the person in front of him.

Song Yize supported Ning Xi's thigh, and hugged the person who was hanging on him.

He carried him to the cabinet where the medicine box was placed, held him in one hand, and opened the box to get the inhibitor with the other hand.

Ning Xi curled up slightly, and let her lie on Song Yize's shoulders. This posture was a bit like sitting on his arms, and she could smell the youth's dry and gentle scent more clearly.

Song Yize took Ning Xi back to the hospital bed after taking the inhibitor.

Now this Omega is like a piece of glue, sticking to him tightly and refusing to let go, Song Yize injected him with an inhibitor, hoping that he will wake up later.

"Okay." He patted Ning Xi's back lightly, his voice was low and soft, "Okay, I'll feel better later."

Time passed very slowly at this moment, and the room was full of mixed and emotional pheromones.

But Ning Xi didn't get better because of the inhibitor. Instead, the injection this time made him hot, and he continued to yell in the depths of his body.

He raised his head, wanting to see Song Yize's face.

The two were very close, the tips of their noses almost touching the tips of their noses.

Ning Xi had already lost his mind, the corners of his eyes and cheeks were flushed, his waist naturally collapsed due to weakness, and his slender neck and collarbone were also flushed, making the whiteness of his body intense.

Song Yize's eyes dodged, fearing that he would not be able to control himself, he did not dare to look at him.

But still gently supporting him, afraid that he would accidentally fall.

But the shallow breath engulfed the upper eyelashes, and he couldn't hide it.

Ning Xi's voice became extremely soft due to the trembling: "Yize...I'm still very uncomfortable..."

He didn't know what he was talking about anymore, so he could only gasp for breath, and the words he spit out were like the wet tide in the evening, involving Song Yize's consciousness in it.

"Is it still possible to mark Alpha..."

"Can you give me a mark?"

The author says:

Someone Qiao (with a rough face): You can hug him hehehe hug him, then can you hug him in the future and do...

Song (holding his chin): What he said is

Ning: Shut up! !

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