When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Lele, who was sitting in the training room, took apart the disposable chopsticks, rubbed the chopsticks staggered, and there were fine debris floating on his pants, but he did not pay attention.

There was a steaming soup dumpling on the table. Lele smelled of gluttony but was a little distracted—

He recalled the conversation he had with Lu Zhe at the gate of the base just now.

"Brother Qiao is resting and may not come down for the time being. If you find him in a hurry, why don't you tell him in a while?" Lele showed a harmless smile, concealing the traces of inquiries in his words.

However, the overly beautiful man just shook his head, and the tone of his exit was very gentle, with a particularly considerate look, with a soft smile in his narrow black eyes: "It's okay, I'll wait."

But the pheromone with strong presence in Lu Zhe's body has already betrayed him. The deep and dangerous aura is like a deep pool of silence. At first glance, it is not obvious. Only when he comes closer, he notices the cold traces, which seems to be. Faintly telling the same kind, the gentleness and beauty on the face is just an illusion.

Lele recalled Shen Qiao's reaction every time he heard Lu Zhe. In the bottom of her heart, she always felt that it was inappropriate for Lu Zhe to wait this way. He slapped his chopsticks on the table suddenly and got up out of the training room to go upstairs.

A teammate was photographed by the smell of the soup bag. Seeing him leaving the food and running away, he shouted at his back: "Lele, brother, how about the taste of this steamed bun for you for free?"

Lele's voice echoed in the corridor: "It's not necessary, I can take care of this sweet burden by myself!"

…

Aunt Zou, who cleaned the dormitory, took the mop and dragged it from across the long corridor to this end. Lele, who sprinted up, almost stepped on the mop, and grabbed the stairs in time when the aunt’s "Ayeah" prompt sound. The handrail stopped.

Waiting for the pile of garbage in front of the stairs to be swept away by the mop, Aunt Zou glanced at him and taught him with her off-track accent:

"The young man keeps the focus of his work, what is this turmoil for?"

Lele smiled dryly, looking at the smooth and predictable floor in front, raising his feet high like a red-crowned crane, hesitated for a long time or stood obediently, looked at the aunt, and asked: "Aunt Zou, did Brother Qiao get up? "

"I don't know where to go, anyway, there is no one in the house." The aunt continued to mop the floor, and she said back to him without raising her head.

Lele was a little surprised.

He stopped for a while, turned around and walked downstairs, wondering if he had just ordered takeout in the training room, so he missed Shen Qiao's going out.

and many more!

If Shen Qiao had just gone out, wouldn't he be able to meet Lu Zhe 100%?

Thinking of this, Lele stepped downstairs in two steps in three steps, fearing that he could only collect the body from Lu Zhe when he moved slowly. When he passed the second floor, he inadvertently glanced at the window and was seeing someone who had just entered the team recently. Xu Xiao held the phone by the window and took a picture of something outside, and then quickly put the phone in his pocket.

For a moment, Lele intuitively felt that Xu Xiao's behavior was wrong, but he was worried about the encounter between Shen Qiao and Lu Zhe and rushed directly to the first floor.

…

A minute ago, at the gate of the base.

Shen Qiao heard Lu Zhe ask out the phrase "Will you come to rescue me?"

He replied lazily: "You have to find a doctor for help, I can't cure it."

Lu Zhe's voice in his ear was sweet and greasy, and he smeared honey like: "The doctor said you are my medicine."

Shen Qiao's uninhibited eyebrows flashed with a different color, and he snorted silently. He was about to ridicule, and suddenly saw a figure at the end of the green belt coming in this direction. When he reached Lu Zhe's elbow, he used his elbow slightly, his tone was a little impatient Warning: "Let go first."

Lu Zhe's answer was to pinch his neck and press in his direction behind him.

Before the suffocation came, Shen Qiao had already conditioned his elbow and hit Lu Zhe's abdomen. Suddenly, a piercing pain rose precisely from Lu Zhe's stomach, causing him to release his hand unexpectedly and bow. After retreating, he took a breath.

At the same time, Shen Qiao was already standing next to him with one hand in his pocket, seeing Lu Zhe frowning, his facial features filled with pain and looking towards him, he turned his head uncomfortably, and annoyance flashed in his eyes.

Was he using too much strength just now? It’s been a long time since I didn’t do anything with someone, so I hit the wrong place?

After hesitating for two seconds, his tone was gentle, as if apologizing in disguise, he was rarely willing to say a good word to Lu Zhe: "Don't let me go to DG, you will regret it."

Lu Zhe was half-arched, his brows clustered tightly together. Hearing what Shen Qiao said, he squeezed out a word with some difficulty: "I..."

Shen Qiao saw that his expression was not right, and immediately approached him to get him up to see the situation: "Hey, you are all right—"

As he approached, Lu Zhe suddenly stood up straight, pinched Shen Qiao’s right wrist with a thunder and thief, and pulled the person a step, and then stood by Shen Qiao’s side and pressed his right hand backwards. under.

When Shen Qiao realized that he wanted to use his left elbow to perform the same trick again, Lu Zhe's left hand passed under his arm in time, opened his movements, and jammed his jaw smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zhe held Shen Qiao's jaw tightly from behind, and the two clung to each other until there was almost no gap left.

Shen Qiao heard the voice of the people behind him gritting his teeth, which contained a vicious desire to dismantle himself, peeling his skin, and devouring himself: "Regret?"

"The last thing I regret in the past 21 years is that I promised to let you leave me. At that time, I should leave you by all means, even if you hate me—"

"Hey!"

The door of the base was pushed open again, and the voice of the incoming people was still a little panting. He raised his tone and said, "Marine, this is our BLX base. It's not appropriate for you to come and pick things up?"

Lu Zhe's voice stopped abruptly.

Shen Qiao moved the other numb right hand with Lu Zhe's excessive strength. Lu Zhe seemed unwilling to let him go, but after a few seconds, the two still separated.

Lu Zhe's expression returned to his usual indifferent expression, as if the cruel words that Shen Qiao had heard before were all hallucinations.

Lele looked at him alertly, took two steps in the direction of Shen Qiao, and asked: "Brother Qiao, are you okay?"

Shen Qiaolue moved his arms and shook his head. Le Lezhong looked at Lu Zhe again, with a complicated expression, as if he did not expect that the person looking at the gentleman would be the more cruel one:

"The Marines, although I don't know what grievances you have with Brother Qiao, there is a camera at the gate of our base. If we report you on your door-to-door provocative fight, you will be banned by nature—"

"No fight." Shen Qiao said suddenly.

Lele was interrupted, looking at him in amazement, thinking that Shen Qiao was also a participant, so he reacted and wanted to wink at Shen Qiao to indicate that he was just lying and threatening casually.

However, Shen Qiao didn't look at him, just looked at Lu Zhe, and after a long time he slowly asked, "Do you really want me to go to DG?"

Lu Zhe watched his black eyes gleaming faintly, and nodded affirmatively.

Shen Qiao let out a long sigh, looked back, looked down at the ground in front of him, and said faintly: "Then the person with DG will come and talk to our senior management next time."

Leleman's forehead question mark next to "???"

Is there something wrong with his eyes?

Why did these two fight so hard in the last second, and the next second they could peacefully discuss the transfer of teams?

With a face full of fantasy, he watched Shen Qiao turn around and return to the base, while Lu Zhe got the answer he wanted and left as well.

Lele: "..."

He followed Shen Qiao in threes or twos, he wanted to speak but stopped, he wanted to stop talking, the expression on his face could suffocate himself alive.

Shen Qiao seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't notice Lele's expression. He sat in front of her seat and turned on the computer silently. Lele next to him was affected by the atmosphere, and then he sat down heavily.

Before long, Lele broke out in silence: "Damn! Who ate all of my soup dumplings! Are you still human if you don't give me a bite?"

There was laughter from all around.

Lele found the culprit AD teammate Momo from the laughter, and ordered the opponent to immediately order a takeaway to compensate him. After thinking about it, he emphasized: "Two copies! Brother Qiao didn't eat it either!"

"I announced that the next cp broke up today! Please go on the road and help your brother Qiao later." Momo sighed and was forced to take out his mobile phone to order takeaway.

This was the only thing that was said, everyone realized that it was wrong—

The top laner of BLX in the future is Xu Xiao, not Shen Qiao.

The room suddenly fell silent, only Xu Xiao grinned, as if he didn't realize anything.

The clicking sound of the mouse and keyboard lasted for half an hour before being broken by the manager who walked in outside: "Shen Qiao."

Everyone looked up at the door of the training room.

The manager frowned and asked him, "Did you fight with Lu Zhe outside the base?"

Shen Qiao went to see Lele in the first reaction.

Lele shook his head and lip-synched to tell him that the camera at the door had been broken for two weeks. However, at the next moment, Lele didn't know what to think of, and his eyes suddenly turned to Xu Xiao.

Shen Qiao took off his headphones and cast his eyes lazily on the manager, with a perfunctory tone that couldn't be lifted: "It's not a fight—"

…

"Isn't it a fight? You are still arguing after being photographed!" In the DG base, Zhou Dazui looked at Lu Zhe with a distressed look, and he regretted giving him a vacation. After all, Zhou Dazui never dreamed of giving him a vacation. Lu Zhe will be involved in a fight one day.

Lu Zhe took out his mobile phone and searched slowly for what the manager said, and quickly found relevant revelations and the content of the post.

In the middle, he stood behind Shen Qiao and stuck his neck.

Lu Zhe admired it for a while, then moved his fingertips.

Zhou Dazui noticed his movements, and hurriedly said, "Hey, hey, stop me from arguing!"

Lu Zhe curled his lips, showing a successful smile, and handed the phone screen to Zhou Dazui: "It's late."

The above is a repost from him, and one more sentence:

@DG-ZHE: [/Picture] It's not fighting, it's flirting.