After Transmigrating Into an Omega, I Was Marked by the Enemy

Yan Qiu, wearing Ji Xinglan's clothes, froze for a few seconds, and his ears gradually became red in a scream. He was in a dilemma with clothes full of Ji Xinglan's pheromone smell. Neither is throwing, nor is it not.

Silly Ji Xinglan, he thought he was throwing a hydrangea in the election.

The other students present were very curious. They were half envious and half jealous. They stretched their necks and wanted to see who received the school clothes.

You know, Ji Xinglan would throw his clothes to others casually, it seems like he has a leg with him.

Yan Qiu could feel the scorching look through his clothes, almost stabbing him. Yan Qiu stopped his hand, and no matter how dare to open the clothes to let others see him.

He heard someone whispering next to him: "It's an Omega, I smell it, it's quite fragrant ..."

"Boom, impossible! I haven't heard that Ji Xinglan has any objects ..."

"Ji Xinglan's object" Yan Qiu was cold and sweating behind his back. He knew that he had no face to see anyone now, and he covered his face tightly with that dress, and suddenly turned his head and ran away, even Bai Yuanyuan, who was washed away by the crowd, could not care.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of others, Yan Qiu looks particularly like a pervert who gets excited when he gets Ji Xinglan's clothes.

Listening to the continuous screams coming from behind, saying that Qiu Meng's old face in his clothes was already red, how could he go back to see Ji Xinglan's reaction, and ran out of the stadium after pulling his leg.

I saw Qiu slipped away and Ji Xinglan didn't respond. He picked up the bottle of mineral water on the bench and twisted it and took a sip. He left his bag and left.

Everyone felt that there was no drama to watch, and they all went apart.

After being completely away from the court, Yan Qiu felt that the scream in his ears gradually disappeared, and then he stopped.

He lifted his clothes open and took a breath of fresh air.

Covering his face and doing anaerobic exercise almost didn't hold him back.

Sure enough, it was no good meeting Ji Xinglan, and he was ashamed again.

Yan Qiu thought so, the terminal on his wrist suddenly lighted up and received a new message.

Ji Xinglan: "Don't lose your clothes when you hold me, and go home later."

Yan Qiu pouted, pressed the terminal, and finally dismissed the idea of ​​throwing Ji Xinglan's clothes into the stinky ditch beside him.

Yan Qiu raised his head. Unconsciously, he had reached the back door of the school.

The back door is next to a hill full of thorns. For the safety of the students, the back door is usually closed.

The school gymnasium was built near the back door of the school. The gymnasium was closed during school hours, and a large lock was placed on the main entrance. The administrators of the gymnasium are out of work, and there is no one in the locker room next to it, only the sparse birdsong.

The sparrows in the school are extremely fat, and they are not afraid of strangers. They boldly jump around Yanqiu's feet and peck at the floor.

Yan Qiu sat down on the bench in front of the locker room, waved Ji Xinglan's coat, and drove the birds that approached him a little further away.

Although Bai Yuanyuan is still waiting for him, he is now embarrassed to go back to the court. He just sits here waiting for Ji Xinglan, boring Ji Xinglan's clothes, staring halfway at the greenery next to the stadium and watching the young planted seedling .

Yan Qiu sent a message to Bai Yuanyuan using the terminal, telling her to go first, and then sent Ji Xinglan a position.

Ji Xinglan's clothes were about to heat up in his arms. Yan Qiu lowered his head slightly and could smell the faint scent on the clothes in his hands. The scent creeped into his nose quietly, flicking his nerves, making Yan Qiu's mind flash involuntarily when he was close to Ji Xinglan.

Yan Qiu swallowed hard. Not knowing what happened, he remembered the "school grass pheromone" perfume that Bai Yuanyuan said, and he couldn't help but bow his head and smell the clothes in his hand.

He hadn't noticed the smell of Ji Xinglan's pheromone before, but after smelling it, it was unexpectedly good, like the cold fragrance from the fine sandalwood.

Perhaps the Alpha pheromone had a natural attraction for him. Yan Qiu couldn't help but bury his face on the dress, and took a bit of an addictive breath.

The natural flavor is not comparable to the artificially adjusted flavors.

Just after Yan Qiu buried his head in Ji Xinglan's clothes and sucked in a drunken breath, he looked up and did not know when he had stood alone.

Yan Qiu was startled.

He first saw a pair of spotless boots and slender legs tightly wrapped in military trousers, and then up the hormonal belt buckle and military uniform. Looking up, the person staring at him with a pocket in front of him is not Ji Xinglan.

Yan Qiu was shocked. He didn't expect Ji Xinglan to come over so quickly, and he had stood quietly in front of him.

Yan Qiu ruoly put down the clothes in his hand and touched his nose to try to hide the embarrassment.

"Why did you come so soon, I thought it would have to wait for a while ..."

He was about to stand up, but Ji Xinglan's eyes kept staring at him, and his face was hot. Yan Qiu's **** just moved away from the stool, Ji Xinglan suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Yan Qiu's shoulder and pressed him back into the chair.

Yan Qiu looked at his face very close, and immediately wanted to hide, but Ji Xinglan put his hands on the back of the chair beside him, directly trapping Yan Qiu between himself and the chair back.

The blond-haired teenager smiled playfully, causing Yanqiu to get goose bumps.

"Does it smell good?" He asked, looking down at Yanqiu.

"What?" Yan Qiu shrank on the chair, looking up at Zhang Baijing's small face, and looked at him completely innocently.

Anyway, at this time, it's right to pretend to be stupid.

"I said, does my clothes smell good?" Ji Xinglan replied again.

Yan Qiu knew that his actions were all seen by Ji Xinglan. Ji Xinglan didn't want to be surprised if he didn't want to do much. At this time, he regretted that he couldn't do it anymore. He wasn't an idiot who was greedy for the smell of Ji Xinglan. How could he smell his clothes fragrantly?

But regret in his heart, Yan Qiu still stuck his neck and said sternly, "... No, it doesn't smell good."

Ji Xinglan stared at him for a few seconds and suddenly laughed out loud.

He seemed to think that Yan Qiu's reaction was very interesting. He just bent over and patted his face lightly with his hands.

"Everyone is yours, do you still need to sneak your clothes?"

"..."

Yan Qiu suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, and it was a bit difficult to breathe, so he coughed abruptly to ease the embarrassment: "What's your mine."

He dared not look at Ji Xinglan with his head down. Yan Qiu has always thought that he was excluded from Ji Xinglan's sexual orientation. He never knew that Ji Xinglan could be so unreasonable to him. Rao is a self-proclaimed Yan Qiu, but he was also blushed by his three words, lowering his head and embarrassingly grasping his wrist to try to break free.

But no matter how he twitched, Ji Xinglan's hand firmly grasped the back of the chair, that is, he was locked. The two arms looked not thick, but they were stronger than steel bars.

Ji Xinglan brought his face closer and looked at the little pitiful trembling with his seizure. He suddenly said in a deep voice, "... What's the smell?"

Without waiting for Yan Qiu to react, Ji Xinglan frowned unpleasantly, and already sniffed Yan Qiu's collar with his fingertips.

He has a strong smell of Alpha pheromone. Ji Xinglan's face was a little colder.

Yan Qiu gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side, feeling that the tip of his nose had rubbed against his neck, and the part of his neck was tickled by the hot air.

"Why do you have the taste of other Alphas?" Ji Xinglan's tone was not good.

Yan Qiu was taken aback for a moment, sniffed his shirt, and immediately understood it-Ji Xinglan smelled the smell of Xie Yu's pheromone. That was when Xie Yu held his nose and tears this morning. of.

Ji Xinglan frowned and heard it again, Yan Qiu hurriedly reached out and pulled the messy collar, and by the way opened his hand: "What are you thinking about, my buddy."

"Your buddy?" Ji Xinglan frowned doubtfully, and Yan Qiu could almost see the deep confusion from his deep and beautiful eyes, "The taste is so heavy, what are you doing with your buddy?"

"Yes," Yan Qiu licked his dry lips cautiously. "Nothing, it's really my buddy."

He and Xie Yu played together when they wore their crotchless bare bottoms. They were familiar with the same person. What can he do with Xie Yu?

An O was actually stained with Alpha. Yan Qiu himself felt that this explanation was too fake. It was like staying at the old Wang's house next door for an overnight home but telling her husband that he was just playing Mahjong with Wang for one night.

But what can he say, explain to Ji Xinglan that he is a straight man Alpha, Xie Yu is his hair?

Yan Qiu shut his mouth silently. He couldn't say his relationship with Xie Yu, but Yan Qiu was worried that Ji Xinglan's posture would go to trouble.

"You green me." Ji Xinglan said reluctantly.

Yan Qiu looked at him inexplicably: "I haven't."

Can things between straight men be green!

Moreover, he and Ji Xinglan just agreed to get married, and Ji Xinglan was not really his husband.

Yan Qiu weighed in his heart. Alpha usually has a strong sense of territory and is equally possessive of his Omega. Ji Xinglan's face is quiet, but it may not be the same thing in his heart. Although he is not a true lover, Ji Xinglan can reveal some attitudes intentionally or unintentionally in the words-he seems to really treat Yan Qiu as his own thing, and no one is allowed to touch him in his arms.

Ji Xinglan loosened the back of the chair, reaching for Qiuqiu's shoulder, and in a low tone there was a dangerous signal: "You're not guilty. Did he hug you?"

Yan Qiu glanced at him, staring at him with a chill.

I don't know if I made a mistake. Yan Qiu thought, how vaguely seems to smell a strong vinegar smell?