This Omega is Immune to All Abilities

When Yi Jiamu returned to the dormitory, the enthusiasm left in his body had basically dissipated, but inevitably left a touch of narcissus smell, like the shadows, lingering for a long time. +++ Cartino Novel Network www.readwn.com

Sang Bei was always looking forward, finally waiting for Yi Jiamu to come back, noticing that his side should belong to the breath of alpha, the **** (color) suddenly became subtle, and he seemed to stop talking.

Yi Jiamu changed his shoes and looked up. This was the expression on his face. The movement paused slightly: "Is there anything?"

His intonation is very plain, just like usual, just returned from class.

But the more so, the more Sangbei felt uncomfortable. After a long silence, he shook his head: "Nothing."

Yi Jiamu replied: "Then I will take a shower first."

"Go, go." Sang Bei (lu) gave an extremely empathetic smile, and watched Yi Jiamu take out the bath towels and changed clothes in front of the closet. Glancing across, the expression on his face froze completely.

Although it was such a very short moment, it was enough to be very sure that the position of the gland at Yi Jiamu's neck did have a deep and ambiguous tooth mark, which was tenderly reddish and clear and eye-catching.

Such a trace seems to bring a teasing effect, so that Sang Beifu wanted to control the old face uncontrollably, and all his thoughts ran away in an instant.

In the susceptible period, solitary, widowed, glands, bite marks... (fafa) what is happening, ready to come out!

Yi Jiamu didn't notice the strangeness among the roommates (colors), hung his coat on the bedside, and turned and walked into the bathroom.

Sangbei stood alone in the empty dormitory for a while, and then he swallowed and sat back at the table, landing on the campus forum with a new photonic computer on the desktop.

Prior to this, the news of the lifting of the ban around the Allianx Building had already spread. Everyone was very surprised that Gu Yesheng had not been taken away by the Mech Rescue Team for isolation. In a short period of time, a wave has been set off. Another wave of discussion.

Sangbei quickly landed on the trumpet.

In a bunch of similar to "the night **** in the susceptible period is almost a burst", "Who knows what happened this afternoon (fafa)", "Gu Yesheng's two or three guesses that did not run away in the susceptible period" and the like In the post, suddenly there was an additional title named [Does anyone think that you can give ao cp a new cp? 】'S post, and then, in the heated (jiji) emotional discussion, was instantly buried completely.

Sang Bei stared at his uninterested theme building, and suddenly felt a trace of sadness.

Mingming Mumu likes that night **** so much. Mingming night **** and Mumu are already brewed with soy sauce, but why are they not recognized by the outside world? What a shame!

He silently glanced at a lively forum, preparing to shut down, glanced at his sight, and suddenly found a new post.

Click inside, and you can see the simple and concise reply at a glance: I think this idea is particularly good, if the object is a fragrant and soft little cute.

Sang Bei's eyes lit up, and inexplicably had a feeling of finding a confidant.

He glanced at the id of the post, and after entering the information column, it is not difficult to judge from the incomplete information that it is a new number that has just been registered.

But he doesn't dislike any trumpet. After all, when he is out, who can't have a few vests!

So Sangbei took out the terminal without hesitation and sent a social application to this account. Remarks: Sister, do you want to nibble new cp together!

The other party did not know if they were busy, and after a long while, the system information through the application was too late.

Sang Bei raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, and couldn't wait to send a message in the past: [Wonderful ao new cp welcomes you, sister, is there a good candidate for the night **** ao love? If not, do you want to know about cp at night? 】

After a while, I received a message from the other party.

[Musiu Linshen: All right. 】

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Although he was not taken away by the Mecha Support Team for isolation, Gu Yesheng still had a rare and clever way to stay in the apartment for a whole period of susceptibility after he was tuned down again (strong qiang). Did not go to the place, the first time went to the Yuanyuan building.

At this point in time, obviously everyone is training.

As the college power leagues approached day by day, Lu Zexiu comprehensively upgraded everyone's training plan. When Gu Yesheng arrived, he just saw everyone who had just finished a certain project lying on the ground. A look of unknown life and death.

As an assistant of the association, Yi Jiamu is delivering water to the members.

It seemed to feel the sight that fell on him. As soon as he looked up, he saw Gu Yesheng with a smile on his face, slightly stunned.

Gu Yesheng raised her eyebrows slightly, seduced her (milk Nai) tea in a tempting manner, and waved at Yi Jiamu.

He held it alone in the apartment for a few days. I don’t know why I felt in a good mood when I saw the kid. I saw Yi Jiamu walked up to him obediently, and even the tears and moles with the corners of his eyes laughed. "Take it. ."

Yi Jiamu took it, and was very skilled (cha) to take a sip: "There are two more glasses."

"This cup doesn't count." Gu Yesheng leaned against the door lazily, staring at him, some pictures floated over his head, and the arc of his mouth could not be hidden, "This is Xie Li before. "

Yi Jiamu recalled that he was tormented with sweat on the day of the susceptibility period, and accepted the statement with no thought and burden: "That still owes me three cups."

Such light words were like a hand, scratched quietly in Gu Yesheng's heart, and couldn't help drooping his eyelids under the itchy heart, thinking that it was three cups, three hundred cups did not problem.

The other members of the Yuanyuan lay dead on the ground for a long time, and then slowly came back to life one by one. When they got up, they saw Gu Yesheng, who was pulling Yi Jiamu and talking and laughing at the door.

They wanted to come around and ask about the unsolved mystery of the whole school on the day of the susceptibility period. Lu Zexiu walked in with the information booklet and looked around for a while, his voice was harsh: "It's time to prepare for the next project. "

There was a moment of silence around the group, and there was a burst of wailing collectively: "Chairman, it's dying!"

Lu Zexiu's tone still has no ups and downs: "This can't bear it. It seems that I haven't gotten used to this (strong qiang) degree of training. Perhaps, we have to consider continuing to add some other training content."

The Xunyuan congregation had a solemn face: "...No, President Misunderstanding, we will practice when we die!"

Lu Zexiu: "I'm glad you have such a high consciousness."

Seeing that everyone was about to move on to the next exercise, Yi Jiamu picked up the table next to him again, glanced at Gu Yesheng's indifferent look, and asked, "Aren't you going to train today?"

Gu Yesheng didn't need to think about it, and answered very (dry): "Not ready."

Lu Zexiu looked at him: "If you don't practice, what will you do?"

"Of course, come and see..." Gu Yesheng smiled slightly, and naturally took the (milk Nai) tea bag from Yi Jiamu's hand, and gently patted it on his head, "Children. Go, I Help you look at the (nai Nai) tea and make sure you don’t let anyone steal it."

Yi Jiamu listened to this vaguely and felt something was wrong, but did not think too much, and nodded: "Trouble."

Seeing the obedient figure leave, Lu Zexiu said again: "There are only you and me here, do you mean, who wants to drink?"

The smile in Gu Yesheng's eyes turned around, taking advantage of Yi Jiamu's lack of attention, and gently sipped a small sip: "Of course it was my guardian who stole it."

"..." Lu Zexiu was rarely silent for a moment under this shameless school. He felt the communicator vibrate twice. He took a look at the news he received and paused, saying, "Since you are not training, then follow Let me take a trip."

Gu Yesheng glanced at him: "Where are you going?"

Lu Zexiu met his gaze: "The news I just received, Mr. May Ang came to school."

The name fell through his ears, and Gu Yesheng slightly tightened the fingertips of (nai Nai) tea: "I'll go with you."

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After assisting in the completion of the next training project, Yi Jiamu didn't see Gu Yesheng's figure anymore, and only half a half (milk Nai) tea was left alone at the window.

Xu Yi was sweating all over his body, paying attention to Yi Jiamu's sight and taking a towel around his neck, explaining: "Mr. May Ang has come to our school, and the president and several professors went to receive them together."

Yi Jiamu blinked: "Mr. Mayon?"

Xu Yi wiped the sweat slightly, and was surprised: "Don't you know him?"

"No impression." Yi Jiamu thought for a while, "but it's familiar, probably heard somewhere."

"It's not surprising that such a big person heard it from people." Xu Yi smiled. "In short, the chairman has just explained that we don't have to wait for them. These days have been too hard. Just sort it out and go back to rest. !"

Yi Jiamu: "Good seniors."

He didn't have much curiosity about things that had nothing to do with him, so he followed other people and started to pack up the training room.

At this time, I suddenly received a new communication: [I have arrived at your school, where, I want to see you. 】

Xu Yi was standing next to him, feeling Yi Jiamu suddenly stunned there. He looked at this side in confusion, and saw the last four characters at a glance.

At this moment, Yi Jiamu suddenly looked up and a pair of eyes (meat rou) brightened up: "Senior, I have something to do, can I go first?"

"Ah?" Xu Yi froze for a moment before recovering. "Ah, if you have anything, just go, let us sort it out here, it's okay!"

Yi Jiamu (Lu) smiled: "Thank you seniors!"

When he left, he did not forget to bring the (nai Nai) tea at the window, because the pleasant and delicate please, even with the entire back, it seemed to be full of sunshine.

Zhuo Ming leaned over strangely: "Why are you doing this, little assistant?"

Gong Sheng said softly: "It looks like he is very happy."

Xu Yi's eyes fell on the direction of Yi Jiamu's departure. He couldn't help but take out the communicator. His fingertips stayed on Gu Yesheng's id for a long time. Thinking of the big man he was receiving, he turned off the screen again.

Paying attention to the gaze around him, he cleared his throat pretendingly: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything."