When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Shen Qiao was shocked by Lu Zhe's "affectionate", and immediately looked up and down at the person in front of him, wondering what bad water he was trying to hold back.

Zhou Da's mouth opened wide when he heard it nearby.

"Lu, Lu team, what is your charter?" He looked bizarrely between Lu Zhe and Shen Qiao, only to find that Shen Qiao was also bewildered.

Suddenly, Zhou Dazui was blessed to his soul, he slapped his forehead, and walked two steps in Lu Zhe's direction as if he knew something. The **** secretly lowered his voice and asked:

"Lu, are you that... the few days of each month are there?"

Lu Zhe: "..." Those days of every month.

Before Lu Zhe could speak, Zhou Dazui began to wink his eyebrows, turned his back to Shen Qiao and lowered his voice a little, and said to Lu Zheyu earnestly in the posture of a good girlfriend:

"I understand, I understand both."

"There are no small flowers of love in the canyon, and the teammates who get along with each other every day are all incomprehensible big A masters, your Alpha susceptibility period is over, and I am eager to find someone. I can understand—"

Having said that, Zhou Dazui stopped deliberately and slapped his lips. He tried to control his gentle tone and continued:

"But you have to pay attention to the basic law if you are hungry, he is also an A, the old saying is good, the forced A is not sweet..."

The tenderness that Lu Zhe had brewed from seeing Shen Qiao was almost evaporating in situ by Zhou Da's nonsense.

He couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, and said with a smile:

"Sweet or not, do you know it again?"

Zhou Dazui: "..." Fuck.

He took a deep breath and looked at Lu Zhe faintly: "Lu Team, I kindly persuade you, you are too much for a dog attack, right?"

Lu Zhe snorted softly: "No need."

He spoke to Manager Zhou in a cool tone: "As you can see, I am now in a vulnerable period of being vulnerable and wanting to cry. You can talk more here. Believe it or not, I will help you quit internet addiction now? "

Zhou Dazui was so threatened by him, and remembered the horror of being dominated by Lu Zhe in the wild area of ​​the whole map in a previous offline water friend match. At that time, he happened to be in Lu Zhe to fight against the people who were not present in the era...

Later, he did not log in to the game for a full week.

Thinking of this, Manager Zhou turned around and walked to the office, but he did not forget to speak loudly before closing the door:

"The off-line PK players in the team are fined!"

"Serious cases will be suspended!"

Lu Zhe: "..."

…

Seeing the obtrusive guy leave, Lu Zhe couldn't help but look at Shen Qiao, but saw that the other party had walked some distance back, as if nothing had happened before, and he was ready to go back to training.

The smile on Lu Zhe's face became softer, and he stepped forward and followed Shen Qiao, and asked in a low voice, "Qiao Qiao, why are you so indifferent? Hearing my susceptibility period, he didn't coax me. ?"

Shen Qiao looked back at him. From this angle, the curved ends of his eyes always looked a little gaze, as if nothing could get into his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zhe listened to his usual tired and lazy tone, and said slowly with a little bit of dumbness:

"Susceptible ass."

Can he not know what Lu Zhe's susceptibility period is?

Usually Alpha pheromone fluctuates greatly during the susceptible period. It needs the comfort of the partner and longs for the comfort of the partner... Lu Zhe, he is not hungry and thirsty, Shen Qiao doesn’t know, but the pheromone changes, that’s the slightest Didn't feel it.

Even... From the moment we met, if Shen Qiao hadn't paid special attention, he would almost not be able to capture the superficial taste of cedar.

Thinking of this, Shen Qiao couldn't help stopping again, and then looked back at Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe thought he was waiting for him to keep up, and his heart warmed, but as soon as he walked to Shen Qiao's side, he saw him slightly twisted his brows and showed a little entanglement. After all, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked. One sentence:

"You asked for leave these two days—"

Lu Zhe responded with a cooperative "Well?"

Shen Qiao: "Did you go for gland removal surgery?"

Lu Zhe: "..."

The heart is as powerful as Lu Zhe. At this moment, he is unavoidable to doubt the world. In the end, he froze and repeated Shen Qiao's content: "Glandectomy?"

He looked at Shen Qiao deeply for a long time, and finally asked sincerely:

"Excuse me, what is the reason why you think I can't think of suddenly castrating myself?"

It's not that the "Sunflower Collection" was picked up.

Shen Qiao moved his nose to confirm that the other party's pheromone almost lost his sense of existence.

It’s weird, if there is no special situation in Alpha, the pheromone concentration in life will generally not change. Lu Zhe is like this, either there is something wrong with the glands, or there are other circumstances that make him keep...

Shen Qiao was too lazy to think about it, and only replied perfunctorily: "Oh, no, forget it."

Lu Zhe noticed the movement of his nose flapping, and couldn't help being dumb—

In an instant, those conversations of Lu Zhai yesterday suddenly came to mind.

…

"do you know-"

Su Qiongpei's voice faintly supported his arm. When he raised his head to look at Lu Zhe, there was obvious fear and trembling in his always weak eyes.

"She, in that room, all the machines were messed up, some for her own life-saving, and some for her son who picked it up."

Perhaps the picture in the memory was too permeating, Su Qiongpei's tone was light and soft, and his voice trembled to almost hoarse.

She twitched her cheek muscles slightly, and said in a low voice what had happened in the yard:

"There are many photos of you in that room, I don't know where Shen Jingyi found them."

"At first I thought she had a bad plan again, until I found a machine that could be powered on with a pheromone simulation device next to it. Xiaozhe guessed whose pheromone is there?"

Lu Zhe is like falling into an ice cave.

For a moment, he almost forgot where he was.

He couldn't even find his own voice.

Obviously, what his mother said was a simple sentence, but it was the most incomprehensible sentence Lu Zhe had ever heard in his life. Every word passed through his ears into his mind, and it was hard for him to understand what it was. meaning.

In other words, he is unwilling to think.

However, Su Qiongpei cruelly solved the mystery:

"is yours."

"The unique taste of cedar."

"Blame me being curious at the time, and people turned on that machine again."

She sighed and looked at her son with a deep gaze. There was a strange sympathy in it. Then, the woman said again: "Xiaozhe, have you ever heard of aversion therapy?"

"At that time, I didn’t understand why you liked an Alpha. The expert I consulted gave me advice like this—you can use some means to make people feel a physical fear, rejection, and aversion to the things you once loved, including verbal ones. Humiliation, drug vomiting, and physical pain."

"Think about Shen Qiao from then on smelling your pheromone will be afraid, scared, vomiting..."

"You are my biological son, I don't want to hurt you like this—"

Lu Zhe interrupted her suddenly: "Enough."

He said: "Next, are you going to say that compared to what Shen Jingyi's crazy woman did to Joe Joe, you just suddenly sent me to the northwest for the college entrance examination and you seemed very kind?"

In Su Qiongpei's dumb gaze, Lu Zhe replied coldly:

"the same."

He said: "In my eyes, there is no difference between you."

…

The sound of the gaming chair being pulled away and the roller sliding across the ground brought Lu Zhe's thoughts back. Only then did he realize that he had subconsciously followed Shen Qiao back to the training room.

He looked at the other person’s back, smelling the cool mint fragrance—

Lu Zhe felt suffocated for no reason when he recalled the well-hidden stiffness of the other party during the last few reunions.

When he was young, he found a small mint in the wild, and he cared for it carefully and carefully, but was pushed far away by his family. Fortunately, when he came back, the small mint grew stronger than before.

But he was only immersed in joy, but he forgot how many storms he had missed in the opponent's life.

Today's flourishing green leaves may have regrown from branches that were crushed and broken in the mud some time, and those scars were carefully hidden in the depths so that no one could see it.

Lu Zhe thought of Shen Qiao and asked provocatively at that time:

"Do you want to tag me again?"

What kind of mood was Shen Qiao at that time, and how did he hide that momentary fear so that he could say this to him like an invitation and like a temptation?

At that time, Shen Qiao's eyes were dazzlingly written: Come on, if you have the ability, come and mark me again.

There is also the other party's move of being away, instinctively away, and occasionally approaching.

Lu Zhe is always careless...

Fuck.

He couldn't help cursing an **** in his heart.

Hearing that Shen Qiao was chatting with Lao Su and the others about what to eat for lunch today, Lu Zhe suddenly joined the conversation: "I can make yellow braised chicken. Would you like to try it?"

That was Shen Qiao’s favorite dish in the high school cafeteria. Every time he was happy, unhappy, or didn’t know what to eat, he always ordered this. He didn’t get tired of it, and Lu Zhe had to watch it at the time. Tired.

But later when he was alone in the Northwest, he learned all the ways of chicken.

Shen Qiao glanced at him in surprise, Lao Wo had already spoken in shock:

"can you cook?"

"Fuck, why didn't I know before?"

"Oh, I can actually taste our father Lu's craftsmanship. Today, I definitely want to send out a scarf to greet your fans—"

Lu Zhe smiled slightly, looked up at the old snail, and replied calmly: "I didn't tell you to eat."

Old snail: "...?"

However, Erhua and Qian Bao hadn't woken up yet, let alone embracing him. At this moment, there was no one who had thrown him into trouble. Finally, Lao Wo put on his headphones and went out in angrily.

…

opposite.

Shen Qiao looked at Lu Zhe strangely.

When he agreed, Lu Zhe glanced at his desk and asked, "I'm done drinking water? I'll pour it for you. It's hot and cold?"

The goose bumps that Shen Qiao was asked by him were all up, and he didn't know what big trick Lu Zhe was trying to do, but he received this diligence suspiciously.

Not long after—

"Candy Jojo?"

"Jojo, can I get a skin for you?"

"Jojo..."

Shen Qiao couldn't help it anymore and opened the headset to look at the person next to him: "What the **** are you doing?"

Lu Zhe smiled at him and replied softly, "I just want to be nice to you."

Shen Qiao: "..."

He was a little irritated by Lu Zhe's inexplicable gesture of goodwill. He subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, but after turning his gaze to the table, he moved back.

After walking back and forth between the fingertips and the smoke several times, Shen Qiao suddenly curled his lips lazily, stretched his long legs, and stepped over to the side of Lu Zhe's chair.

Lu Zhe was about to log in to the game. He noticed his movements, his black eyes turned, and he looked at him with a smile.

Shen Qiao glanced at the old snail who was obsessed with the game opposite, and bowed his head towards Lu Zhe, a slightly hoarse voice with a joking smile.

"If you want to be nice to me—"

"I have a friend who wants to know, how are you going to help me quit smoking?"

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