Abused Alpha Quits

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"Hi?"

Ye Cijian had been discovered by her, and he simply pushed open the hidden door to face the girl in the storage room.

At the next moment, the eyes of the two were surprised.

Song Moyan was astonished at the identity of the visitor, who was actually Ye Ci. She seemed to have bumped into him a few times when he was embarrassed. This strange fate made him a little bit at a loss.

Ye Ci was surprised at the N many bags that were emptied in front of the other party...

This... is too edible, right?

Originally, when Song Qiyan turned her back to her, the speed of the left and right bows was enough to make her slap her tongue.

Now that she turned around, all the remnants of the snacks and desserts that she had eaten in front of her were exposed.

Piled like a hill...

Ye Ci thinks that he is addicted to sweetness, is quite edible, and is often proud of not being fat, but now seeing Song Qiyan, he is only willing to bow down.

I saw Classmate Song holding a small pink cake in his left hand as beautiful as fat jade. On the tip of the snow-white mousse, there was a red strawberry drizzled with honey. One corner of the cake was missing. There is a circle of teeth marks on it, stained with a little crystal.

One metre away, the sweet smell of the cake is already coming. Ye Ci sighed in his heart. Fortunately, he had enough for breakfast, otherwise he would have to swallow his saliva now.

Student Song's right hand is holding a piece of snowflake pastry that has been bitten off in half. The layered soft pastry is orange and creamy, and there are cranberries dotted with full particles and rich colors. It tastes delicious when you look at it.

Ye Ci's gaze swept over the already-eaten ones, piled up like hills of packaging bags, there were poppy cookie sandwich biscuits, there were lactic acid bacteria pocket breads, there were also puff pastry, flow heart pastry, matcha mochi...there were many varieties. It's dazzling.

She also deliberately looked over Song Qiyan's belly, eating so many things, but only a little bulge, she couldn't help being surprised again!

sky! Is Song's stomach a bottomless pit?

Song Minyan noticed Ye Ci's sight, and her face blushed instantly, and she moved lightly to block the empty packaging bags, and said with embarrassment, "What are you looking at."

Ye Ci was also a little embarrassed, she touched her nose: "No, I didn't see anything."

She originally thought that Song received so many gifts every day, either secretly threw them away after school, or gave them to other people to eat, but she never expected Song to eat them all by herself.

For some reason, a thought suddenly flashed into Ye Ci's mind. Perhaps Song received gifts, and they were all snacks and desserts. Maybe it was just because they didn't have enough to eat.

But does she have no money to buy it herself? Why do you want to accept someone else's again?

Oops.

It was all kinds of doubts, Ye Ci didn't even think about it.

"Don't tell me, help me keep it secret, okay?"

Song Miyan stared at her, her fuchsia lips twitching uneasyly, her slender hand hanging beside her, her thumb and index finger kept rubbing slightly nervously.

"Okay."

Ye Ci felt that there was nothing wrong with this, and immediately agreed, then looked at the few snacks left, and hesitated: "Are you full? Would you like to eat more?"

Song Miyan's pretty face blushed even more when he heard the words. He looked at her with a little bit more resentment, but consciously, in front of Ye Ci, the edible attributes had been exposed, and what else to say at this time, it was really hypocritical.

She bit her lip, her gaze was a little dispirited of giving up struggling, she was about to resign herself to the bench and finish her food.

But Ye Ci asked tentatively: "Do you want to change a place? For example, the rooftop? I'll guard it for you so that no one will see it."

Although it is brighter here and the air is more circulated, after all, it is a storage room, and there is a little stuffy smell remaining.

Song Qiyan hesitated for a while, took the few snacks left, and nodded.

Follow Ye Ci and go to the rooftop.

Ye Ci secretly turned his head and glanced, Song Qiyan lowered his head, stepped, and walked slowly, his steps heavier than usual, like an unhappy lop-eared rabbit.

Um, it's kind of cute.

Ye Ci turned his head, gently curled his lips, and smiled.

When I arrived on the rooftop, I breathed the fresh air from the top, and the breeze made me feel much better.

Smelt again...

No, to be precise, as long as you see Ye Ci, the tip of your nose seems to be lingering with the faint pheromone smell like an empty valley, and even a superficial impulse rises in the body. The glands at the back of the neck seem to be Also agitated slightly like longing.

The smell brought her back to the small marriage shrine in the drizzle that day.

The bewitching in my heart is about to move.

She was longing for her approach again, she was longing for her mark again, and wanted to feel the extreme heat once again.

This is not normal.

It's like an addiction.

Song Miyan lowered her eyes. She felt that this smell was about her own hallucinations. How could an Alpha emit pheromone all the time?

"Student Ye Ci, did you release pheromones today?"

Ye Ci turned his head and glanced at her strangely: "No."

Sure enough, Song Qiyan squeezed her fingers, she had to go to the hospital to see it.

"Eat, I'll watch it for you." Ye Ci tapped the snack in her hand with his chin.

"Ok."

The click is the sound of the packaging bag tearing open.

Song Miyan was about to lower his head to bite a corner of the chocolate bar. The moment he lowered his mouth, his eyes couldn't help but aim at Ye Ci. The other party was looking at him full of interest, and suddenly hesitated. This bite is better for a bite or a smaller bite. Good point?

Do you look sturdy when you take a big bite?

But take a small bite, why should I change myself for this unfamiliar person?

Song Miyan felt uncomfortably tight, his cheeks were reddish, and he glanced at her, then turned slightly, turned his back to Ye Ci, how to eat, and how to eat.

But from the back, it still seems a bit cautious.

Ye Ci felt it was a pity that he didn't see the other person eating with his own eyes.

She really just wanted to see how classmate Song eats, and how this person eats so that she can eat so fast, and her movements are still elegant.

Ye Ci is really curious, but the person involved is unwilling to satisfy her curiosity, so she can only give up.

She propped her hands on the fence on the rooftop, looking far away, from the painted doors of the school, to the classroom buildings with mottled walls, and then to the red and green playground. The classmates were doing morning exercises in the class. There are serious people, every move is full of vigor, and there are also those who are paddling, and their arms are weak and weak.

Some people even do a kicking exercise and kick off their shoes. During the jumping exercise, someone jumps and bumps into each other. Others have to do some weird actions at others, such as winking and twisting. A small waist.

In a word, it is ridiculous and can not help but laugh.

Just looking at it, Ye Ci laughed out loud.

Song Moyan turned his head to look at her suspiciously, and reminded: "You promised to help me watch it, so that no one else will see it."

"Sorry, sorry." Ye Ci did forget this momentarily, and she pointed to the playground below: "It's mainly because some people do some exercises. It's really funny, I couldn't hold back. That... I'll just do it. Help you keep an eye on the stairway."

"Ok."

Song Miyan answered, turned his head again, and a very light chewing sound rang out again.

Ye Ci's gaze was involuntarily hooked up by her shadowy half waist. On the white jade-curved waist and hip, there were two more half round dimples. The ups and downs of the flesh and the body set off a different sense of charm. , And the other half is hidden in a pleated skirt, it's really...

Sexy.

These two words flashed out of Ye Ci's mind.

The wind on the rooftop was not small, and Ye Ci faintly smelled the sweet and greasy fragrance that belongs to rose pudding. So, Song students should be eating rose pudding now?

"You eat all sweets, won't you get tired of it?"

Those snacks and desserts are almost all sweet, no matter how sweet a person is, he can eat so much at once... Anyway, Ye Ci thinks he can't do it.

"I also want to eat salty and spicy..." Song Moyan looked back, and subconsciously said something quickly, and after realizing what he had just said, he stopped a little annoyed.

Ye Ci was taken aback, and instantly understood.

Student Song actually wanted to eat something of other flavors, but other students didn't give it. Just imagine the goddess temperament. If you give duck necks, lo-mei, etc., it doesn't seem appropriate.

Therefore, the gifts are all snacks, desserts, pudding and milk.

Ye Ci suddenly thought that Omega had said before that Student Song even wanted two yuan for a bittern egg. Could it be that I just ate too much sweet and wanted to change the taste, but someone happened to give it away and accepted it?

Thinking about it this way, Ye Ci felt that the lop-eared rabbit-like Student Song was a bit "pathetic", and he actually had an urge to feed her.

What salty and spicy food do you want? I buy for you!

These words circled around the tip of the tongue, but they didn't blurt out in the end.

It can only be said that the pure and beautiful looks are indeed too lethal.

Ye Ci shifted his eyes.

There was a soft sound of a straw piercing the aluminum foil. Song Qiyan finished eating and turned around, holding a box of imported strawberry milk in both hands, drinking it slowly, and looking at the blue sky with Ye Ci.

Everything is under their feet. They stand on the highest point of the school, listening to the wind, hunting, enjoying the clouds, and overlooking the campus.

Suddenly, an unremarkable corner downstairs showed a strange movement, which attracted Ye Ci's attention.

"Nima forced it! The seven hundred dollars are fake coins! All are fake coins! You **** fat enough! Want to die, don't you? Lao Tzu perfects you!" A yellow-haired boy raised his hand. The money was thrown into the sky, and the banknotes fell one after another. At the moment when they landed, Huang Mao stepped on them, pressed the shoulder of another boy with one hand, and slammed the man against the wall! One click, two clicks, three clicks!

The sharp angles from the elbows, and the fierce movements, are enough to show their power and shock!

Ye Ci's eyesight is good, and he has already seen a shocking blood stain on the wall!

I can hear the silent and suffocating sounds of "Peng, Peng, Peng" in my ears!

The palm of Ye Ci's hand on the fence was already clenched into a fist. She felt that it was absolutely impossible to watch it coldly, so she was going to go downstairs and ask the teacher for help.

"Don't go, Brother Qiang is there."

Song Miyan thought that Ye Ci was thinking of Brother Qiang's presence, and he stood up for the boy who was beaten, and hurriedly stretched his arms to stop her.

Ye Ci noticed that not far from the scene of the violence, in the shadow cast by the building, there was a tall figure standing indifferently watching all this, no, it was not right, to be precise, this violence was at his instigation.

"Where is the money? Where is the money? Don't you tell me? You're paralyzed don't tell me!" Huang Mao asked loudly, while elbowing the boy who was beaten on the back!

The boy vomited a big mouthful of blood in a short time, his feet were soft and he was already unsteady.

But the violence continues.

If this continues, half life must be taken away.

Ye Ci felt that it was not possible and had to notify the teacher.

Song Miyan turned around quickly, jogged downstairs, and said to her, "Don't go, I'll go."

Ye Ci was unclear, so he chose to follow her in the footsteps and go downstairs.

Song Miyan looked back at her anxiously, "Have you never heard of Brother Qiang's foul name? Don't go there, it's not good for you."

"But... I can't let you go alone." Ye Ci was particularly anxious.

"I can go, Brother Qiang..." Song Qiyan frowned, it seemed a little unspeakable, but he still said: "He is my sister's boyfriend, and he doesn't do anything to me. What I said is true, you trust me."

After she finished speaking, seeing Ye Ci's footsteps obviously slowed down, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

According to Song Miyan’s guess, the boy was supposed to collect protection fees for Brother Qiang, but he took the money collected for himself, and defrauded Brother Qiang with fake money, and was beaten, but he was beaten as he is now. , Either the protection fee has been spent and cannot be taken out, or it is just unwilling to take it.

If Ye Ci were to leave, the only thing he could do was probably to fill in the holes for that boy, but doing so would definitely make Brother Qiang focus on Ye Ci.

Therefore, she couldn't let Ye Ci leave.

Ye Ci still couldn't rest assured: "Or, let's go to the teacher. People like Brother Qiang should be punished. I will record the video card now."

Song Miyan said, “Finding a teacher can only stop the violence. Punishment is almost impossible. As long as the boy who was beaten denies it, and then takes all the responsibility, he said it was just a slapstick and the wound was beaten elsewhere. Or some other reason..."

"Please believe that what I'm telling you is the truth. I never favored Brother Qiang because he was my sister's boyfriend, or Brother Qiang helped me. Brother Qiang can definitely blame others and let him It's the scapegoat of the person who was beaten."

Ye Ci fell silent when she heard the words. She remembered that Yu Manning had said that as long as there was no hard evidence, Brother Qiang and his little brother would use means to "reverse" things.

Song Miyan felt Ye Ci's depression, and turned to the subject and said, "Student Ye, do me a favor. I am going downstairs in a hurry. The leftover bags are still on them. You clean them up for me, and then go back to work. Okay, okay? I promise that this violence will not continue."

Ye Ci silently nodded, and when he returned to the rooftop, he saw various packaging bags in a large plastic bag. He was about to turn around and leave when he picked it up. He saw Song Qiyan walking up to Brother Qiang and saying something.

Brother Qiang waved his hand, the beating stopped, and the boy who was beaten instantly slumped to the ground, making people feel distressed.

After they said something more, Brother Qiang suddenly grasped Song Qiyan's wrist and lifted the sleeves on both sides of her to take a look.

Since Ye Ci chose to believe in Song Yeyan, he didn't stay on the rooftop any more, picking up the big plastic bag and walking back.

At the moment when her figure disappeared from the edge of the rooftop, Brother Qiang looked up at the top of the building as if consciously. This action made Song Yaoyan's heart tremble, but thinking that the teaching building is so high, it should be after seeing nothing. , I feel a little at ease.

Brother Qiang just glanced up, and then withdrew his gaze. When he saw a large bruise spreading from his elbow to his upper limbs and a small needle eye on his elbow, a touch of distress flashed in his eyes:

"You donated blood to Xiaowan again?"

"Ok."

"Her disease." Brother Qiang thought of his girlfriend Song Wanwan's disease, an extremely rare type of anemia that requires a blood transfusion every once in a while, and his girlfriend still has a very special blood type. The same blood type, but people like Father Song... In short, as long as Song Liuyan is there, Father Song would never donate blood, nor would he agree to spend money to buy blood. Father Song’s search is famous far and wide.

However, Brother Qiang, who had dealt with the Song family many times, had long been keenly aware that this kind of search was only a superficial blindness, and it was only aimed at Song Liuyan. Song's father treated himself, Song's mother, and Song Wanwan to others. The places you can't see are very generous.

Therefore, when Brother Qiang looked at Song Qiyan, he couldn't help but let out a sigh: "You... alas."

Song Miyan heard this, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "It's all for Xiaowan. There is no way to cure this disease in current medicine. Maybe future medicine can."

The two said a few more words. Brother Qiang agreed to send the boy who was paralyzed on the ground to the hospital. After seeing Brother Qiang dial 120 with his own eyes, Song Qiyan left.

When she walked away, Huang Mao walked up to Brother Qiang and was puzzled: "Brother Qiang, I really don't understand. Compared with her, her sister Song Wanwan is really a world of difference. How would you think about it? Upper Song Wanwan, agreed to let a 15-year-old third-year girl be his girlfriend, but look down on the 17-year-old Goddess Song who is thieves in all aspects?"

Brother Qiang also stared at Song Yaoyan's back, his eyes rolled over with the obscure and gloomy and inevitable emotions. Hearing the words, he squinted at him: "What do you know?"

Huang Mao was frightened by the momentum of that glance, shrank his neck and shut up.

Besides, when Ye Ci returned to Class 9, he felt that it was not right from afar, it was too quiet, and it could be described as quiet.

Sister Man walked gently, made a not-to-speak gesture towards Ye Ci, and then pointed to Shu Ruotong, who was lying on the table sleeping, especially to the post printed on the head of the student. .

Ye Ci looked in the direction of her fingers, and saw that the post on Shu Ruotong's head had been changed for some time, from "shut up" in the morning to "tempered" now.

Sister Man pointed out again and motioned Ye Ci to speak with her.

Ye Ci nodded, and followed Yi Wanyun to a place fifty meters away from Class 9 and saw Yi Wanyun let out a long sigh of breath. It turned out that she had come all the way with her breath shut. The flowers are really prestigious.

"Student Yi, what's the situation in the class?"

Yi Wanyun panted well, and then said anxiously: "Did you not see that the word'tempest' is pasted on Shu Ruotong's head? When these two words are posted, it means that she is in a very special mood. Well, we must not provoke her! And Alpha, who usually risked her life to wear noise-reducing headphones after class, was called away by the old class before he had time to perform this operation, so we I can only make a pitiful sound that I dare not make."

"Oh, and, Ye, if you sit in front of her, you should pay more attention to the posts on her head! That is equivalent to a barometer of her mood! Change almost every half an hour. Don't ignore it."

The author has something to say:

The symptoms in this article, as well as treatment methods, related fees, etc., all have the author's private elements, please do not examine the evidence.

The name of the snacks and desserts in this chapter comes from the Internet.

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