A new transfer student has arrived in Class 2 (3) of Grade 2.

It happened to rain heavily that day. Xia Xiqing, who was originally thinking of climbing over the wall and skipping class, was blocked in the classroom by the heavy rain. He supported his chin and looked at the downpour outside the window with nothing. The closed window mixed the smell of pheromone, stirring it into a strange smell, which made him dizzy.

The head teacher pushed open the door and added a smell of sandalwood. It looked like a Buddha came in. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting in the last row, stretched out his hands and lay on the table, wanting to sleep.

But it was just a moment.

He straightened up.

This smell... is so fucking good.

This is the sweetest and delicious smell Xia Xiqing has ever smelled. It is richer than the best vanilla cake. It is soaked by rain outside, so it is wet, pure and desire.

Best of all, this is the gland smell of omega.

Xia Xiqing, who had evil thoughts, tilted his neck twice, and his eyes locked the open door.

"Introduce a new classmate to you." The head teacher pushed his glasses on his nose, turned his head and looked out the door, "Come in."

Before this, Xia Xiqing always felt that their school uniforms had not failed. The most failed was not ugly, but plain, with white short-sleeved shirts and black trousers, with no highlights at all.

But the moment the transfer student walked in, his picky and harsh aesthetic was greatly satisfied.

The person who came was 1.9 meters away, and his long legs were wrapped in black school uniform pants. For artists like Xia Xiqing, who had their own perspective ability, it was basically the same as unblocked. Although he was tall and tall, his two steps were very positive when he walked in. Unlike the model who walked on the platform, he looked like a straightforward one in front of Tian Anmen. The guy's side face was really amazing, his nose was high and his eyebrows were straight, like a mixed-race boy.

The moment he turned around, Xia Xiqing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and whistled in his heart.

This guy was delivered to him by God, pointing at his taste.

His hair was mostly wet, and water droplets were stored at the end of his hair, flowing down from his forehead, to his angular jawline, shaking. His white shirt was wet by the rain, stuck to his body with the tide of midsummer air, vaguely revealing the muscle lines of his chest and abdomen.

After taking a look, Xia Xiqing had already described the appearance of this person sweating profusely on some subtle occasion in his mind.

As an alpha, Xia Xiqing’s favorite thing is not the soft and soft omega, which is not at all attractive to him. He likes collision and conquest. To put it bluntly, he likes exciting ones.

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhou Ziheng." He took a piece of chalk from his class teacher and wrote down his name on the blackboard.

His voice was nice, gloomy and magnetic. He pushed it away layer by layer in the quiet classroom, like throwing a stone into a lake, and ripples crashed into Xia Xiqing's heart.

The class teacher added, "Student Zhou came here to skip the grade, so he is a little younger than everyone else. You should help him more in the future and integrate into our Class 3 as soon as possible."

Tsk, she is still a little brother. Xia Xiqing is even more satisfied.

Zhou Ziheng showed a relatively friendly smile and bent down to bow to the classmate sitting below, "Please give me more advice in the future."

Just as he was about to get up, he thumped and something fell to the ground, and the scattered sounds broke the tranquility of the classroom.

Zhou Ziheng straightened up, and like all his classmates, his eyes followed the sound and fell to the last row of seats by the window.

In that position, a boy who looked almost beautiful was sitting. His face was full of guilt, raised his hand and grabbed the hair on the back of his head awkwardly, and smiled.

His voice was light, like the only dry cloud that escaped from the rainy sky.

"Sorry, I accidentally knocked it down." He looked very respectful and bowed his head to everyone to apologize. He raised his head for the last time. His seemingly simple eyes looked at Zhou Ziheng's deep eyebrows last year, "I'm sorry."

"Student Zhou."

The head teacher coughed, "Be careful when doing things." After that, he turned his head and said to Zhou Ziheng, "It just so happens that Xia Xiqing is alone in the class without a deskmate. Just sit in the position next to him. You are all tall, and it will not affect your face to other classmates after sitting."

Xia Xiqing...

I silently recited the name in my heart. Zhou Ziheng nodded, grabbed the schoolbag hanging on his left shoulder with his hands, and walked to the last row with his long legs.

As he breathed, Xia Xiqing, who was looking down and picking up colored lead, felt that the ultimate sweetness was getting closer and closer and more charming.

Until a pair of clean white sneakers appeared in front of him, the slender shadow turned into a ball and enveloped him. A slender and clean hand picked up the last branch of colored lead on the ground, red. Xia Xiqing looked up, stood up and sat on the chair. He saw Zhou Ziheng, who was half squatting on the ground, handing him the pencil, as if he had handed him a red rose that was blooming in a pretty way.

"Thank you." Xia Xiqing reached out to take the opportunity to rub his fingers with his fingertips. It was very short and light, and almost nowhere to stay. But the other party didn't seem to have shown much. He just nodded his head, quietly pulled open the chair beside him, sat down, quietly pulled open his schoolbag, and took out a black pencil bag and a blue notebook from it.

He just sat next to Xia Xiqing, and the sweet vanilla smell made him distracted.

"Let's go to class, take out the weekly test paper that I didn't finish yesterday," the head teacher cleared his throat, "Which question did we talk about yesterday?"

“Question 13!”

"No, I've talked about it in question 13."

"Let's talk about the big question..."

Although Xia Xiqing was ready to move, he could see that Zhou Ziheng was not a good person to take the bait. Although the pheromonal sweetness on his body was different from many omegas, he looked a little inaccessible.

Could it be that I have been approached too many times?

After all, nowadays, the population is explosive and explosive. Whether it is high-quality alpha or high-quality omega, it is a popular product in a hundred years, and there are always many people rushing to jump on them.

It’s okay to have an alpha, but the physical strength gap is there, and no matter how it is, it will not be merciless by the omega, but it will be different on the other hand. If an omega encounters a group of difficult alphas, there is no place to run and can only be slaughtered.

So he fully understood that some omegas that are scattered all over their bodies and do not approach the aura, which is also a kind of self-protection. In this severe courtship environment, Xia Xiqing also used his natural harmless appearance to disguise his alpha identity, so as to get close to those omegas that are difficult to start.

However... Xia Xiqing looked at the people around him. It seems that there are not many omegas so tall...

In order to establish a basic friendship with Zhou Ziheng as soon as possible and lay a solid foundation for future siege, Xia Xiqing also took out his disguise skills that he had tried so hard to get, and pushed the test papers before him into the middle of the two desks.

"Let's watch together." A sweet smile appeared on the face of this beautiful little angel, extremely friendly and well-behaved.

Zhou Ziheng looked straight in front of him without any hesitation. He felt strange and confused. This omega, who showed a friendly attitude, always made him feel something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He had a beautiful face, fair skin, deep eyelids, slightly raised his eyes, and his dark pupils were shining with water. His gaze slid down his delicate and straight nose to the tip of his nose.

There was a very small mole that I didn't notice when I looked into the distance between the whole class just now.

This man named Xia Xiqing has a rose-scented pheromones. Although this smell is not rare in omega, it is different from the roses he has smelled before. Zhou Ziheng can't tell what's different.

"Don't you look?" Xia Xiqing's lips opened slightly, as full as a ripe red berries, with a brightly colored moist tongue inside.

Zhou Ziheng's Adam's apple rolled slowly and smiled.

"Look, thank you."

When looking at the same paper, you naturally have to get closer and closer. Xia Xiqing pretended to lean towards Zhou Ziheng inadvertently, stepped on the side beam of his chair with his right foot, supported his elbow on his right knee, and supported his pointed chin with his palm.

His beautiful peach blossom eyes floated from the equation on the test paper to Zhou Ziheng's back neck. His head was buried very low, and there was a protrusion at the end of the smooth neck, which was a vertebrae.

Zhou Ziheng felt that he was looking at the back of his neck. He was very sure, but he didn't say anything or look up, staring at his test paper. He became increasingly confused about why an omega had a weird habit of staring at the back of his neck. But he seemed to be a very smart person, Zhou Ziheng thought of looking at the test paper full of hooks.

He likes smart people.

Anyway, smart people are always fun.

"By the way." Xia Xiqing seemed to think of something, lowered his head and reached out to search for something in his drawer. His entire back was arched and he bent down to look. Zhou Ziheng, who was not squinting, finally moved his eyes away from the test paper and glanced at Xia Xiqing beside him. This posture made the white shirt on his back tight, and the raised spine was completely outlined. The butterfly bones were moved with his movements, as if they would break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly in the next moment, but he hung up and climbed up along the line. Zhou Ziheng saw his slender neck.

The back of the neck is whiter and cleaner than many female omegas.

The moment Xia Xiqing got up, Zhou Ziheng looked away and fell back to the surface. The buffering of his heartbeat was delayed and he was still restless for a while.

"Give it to you." Xia Xiqing handed him a pack of tissues. Seeing that Zhou Ziheng didn't take it, he took out one and stuffed it into Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Wipe, don't catch a cold."

Zhou Ziheng clenched the paper tightly, "Thank you."

"Don't be polite, you're a deskmate."

The head teacher wrote a lengthy proof process on the blackboard. The heavy rain outside the window had not stopped, but it was getting heavier and heavier. "The teacher just said your name, Xia, Xi, Qing..." Zhou Ziheng pronounced his name word by word, which made Xia Xiqing's already thrilled heart even more difficult to bear, and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

Zhou Ziheng turned his face, "Which clear word is it?"

The unclear Qing. Xia Xiqing's first reaction was this word.

He smiled, his face as gentle as an inappropriate spring breeze, "clear and clear."

Zhou Ziheng nodded twice, "Good name."

"Each of each other." Xia Xiqing curled the corners of her lips, but her smile changed.

Two people with different ulterior motives reached a tacit resonance, like a flame jumping into the sea and a glacier falling into magma.

Unreasonable and exciting.

During the evening study, the rain outside stopped a little. Zhou Ziheng kept lowering his head to calculate the problem seriously, calculated two pages of draft paper, and finally finished his math homework. The people around him used the excuse of going to the bathroom ten minutes ago, but they have not come back yet. His neck aches, so Zhou Ziheng turned his head and leaned back for a while. The boy in the front seat accidentally hit his table, knocked over a bottle of red ink at the corner of Xia Xiqing's table, and the ink bottle was turned over.

Zhou Ziheng reacted, thinking of Xia Xiqing's friendly and friendly attitude, he quickly helped up the glass bottle, pressed the ink that was about to flow on the table with the tissue he gave himself, and used all the pack of tissues. Only then did he almost recover it. Only ten fingers were dyed with ink, and the rose color penetrated into the gaps in the fingerprints.

Before they were completely dry, Zhou Ziheng decided to wash his hands and spray some omega pheromone perfume.

After raising his hand to ask the class monitor for leave, Zhou Ziheng left the classroom, walked through a corridor, and arrived at the male bathroom at the end. As soon as he approached, he heard a familiar voice coming from inside. He was a new transfer student, and there were not many people who could make people feel familiar.

Xia Xiqing, a deskmate, is one.

"I don't know why you still pester me?" His tone changed, and even his tone was different. He was completely different from the angel he saw. He was impatient, you're welcome, and even a little sharp and direct.

"Isn't what I refuse obvious enough? Isn't it a bit ugly to eat if you rely on me so much? Hum?"

His voice was ok, and the tone turned and it turned bad.

Peeking and eavesdropping has always been Zhou Ziheng's most disgusting behavior, but at this time, if he leaves directly, it seems quite strange, as if he is afraid of him.

There was another person's voice coming from inside, soft and weak, and even if you hear it, it was an omega.

"But, I really like you..."

"You like me." Xia Xiqing repeated the tone of this person, then sneered disdainfully, "I like me, and then I can't get entangled with another person. Tsk, your likes are really cheap."

"Xi Qing, I..."

"Get out." Xia Xiqing's voice became cold, as if he didn't want to say another word, decisive and straightforward.

It would be too late to leave, Zhou Ziheng thought. But his steps were not commanded by his willpower.
To be continued...