Shi Yu lowered his voice: "Let go."

Jiang Chengli asked in a low voice: "Why?"

"Ordinary classmates don't hold hands."

Jiang Chengli laughed and said, "So in the eyes of Shi, ordinary students would do it if they took the initiative to shake someone else's hand?"

Before Shi Yu had time to refute, he heard his voice lower twice: "Then whose hand did you take the initiative to hold?"

"..." Why didn't you think that President Jiang was unreasonably making trouble?

"I haven't held anyone else's hand. Anyway, you let go anyway." Shi Yu opened, only to find more curious eyes behind him.

Backfired.

Perceiving Shi's resistance, Jiang Chengli was not upset, and slowly let go of his hand and looked at him: "So I haven't caught up with you yet."

Shi Yu stared at him suspiciously, telling what he was saying.

"I didn't find it?" Jiang Chengli quietly reached out to fiddle with his fingertips: "Or am I chasing you not so obviously?"

He lowered his head in a bit of disappointment, and gently gave to the fingertips resting on the table: "I don't know how to chase people. If you feel unsatisfied with what you are doing, please bring it up, and I will find a way."

Shi Yu seemed to have burned his finger by the flame this time, and pulled his hand back in a panic.

When she raised her head again, the young lady behind her screamed softly, and it was their turn to fetch milk tea.

After getting the milk tea and going out, Jiang Chengli called a car and the two went home together.

After Zhong Tan moved away, Shi Yu was still worried about whether there would be any conflict between himself and Jiang Chengli, but President Jiang's temper was unexpectedly good, and the two people living together have not had any conflict so far.

But Shi Yu vaguely felt that tonight might be an exception.

After entering the door, he threw the sentence "I'm going to take a bath" and ran upstairs.

His thoughts were a little confused, and he was disturbed by Jiang Chengli's depressed appearance just now.

Shi Yu found out that he and Jiang Chengli had made a mistake in understanding certain issues, at least Jiang Chengli must be wrong.

He and Jiang Chengli are supposed to have a pheromone interdependent relationship. He only likes dragons, and such President Jiang is not something he can like casually.

He slowly finished the bath, feeling that he had sorted out the logic of the matter, and then went downstairs.

As soon as the door was opened, Shi found that the temperature in the house was very low.

The chill was floating in the air as if it had been covered in a layer of icy fog that had come from nowhere.

When he went downstairs, President Jiang, who had also taken a bath, was sitting on the sofa, with a pair of dragon horns standing between his hair, holding a cup of milk tea just bought in his hand, and his eyes were in a daze.

And his little white cat was grinning beside the sofa as if he was facing an enemy, all his fur was standing up.

But Jiang Chengli was unmoved by the little cat in front of him who had been provoking him. He drank a third of the milk tea he was holding, and then he held it still like a sculpture.

Shi Yu's eyes were dimly lit, and he stared at Jiang Chengli's dragon's horns as if he saw the treasure, and the logic he had just set was instantly disrupted.

When Omega came down, the subtle deep-sea pheromone like a drop of water fell into this chilly ice field, quickly awakening the owner of Frost and Snow.

Jiang Chengli turned his face, and strenuously saw the person standing on the stairs. He slowly leaned on the sofa, and the pure white dragon tail shook at him.

Means: Come here.

Shi Yu wanted to swallow when he saw the big tail, but Jiang Chengli was still in human form, and it was hard for him to rush over and hold people in his arms.

With fake restraint and dignity, Classmate Shi walked up to the little white cat with a righteous look, and whispered: "Why are you unilaterally fighting with your master? It's not good."

Just approaching the sofa, the boy sitting across from him suddenly set off, his slender arms wrapped around his waist.

After the world turned around, Shi Yu fell into the corner of the sofa, his expression still a little confused.

Then I felt that the person in front of him slowly hugged him like a koala, and the dragon's tail that had been coveted for a long time was wrapped around his ankle, cold.

Jiang Chengli seemed to have found something to relax him, sighed and buried his head in his neck, sniffing the pheromone gently.

Shi Yu heard the large koala in his arms mutter like a tongue: "It's not good."

Shi Yu blinked in disbelief, and carefully turned his right foot. As a result, he was tightly bound by the big tail before he could exert any strength.

Alpha's pheromone slowly spread out and enveloped him, and with an unspeakable dominance, it pressed against every inch of his skin.

Shi Yu felt like a dumpling of flour, falling into the breadcrumbs.

He gently patted Jiang Chengli, who was in an abnormal mental state: "President, can you open it?"

Jiang Chengli turned his head slowly, condensed the hand on his shoulder for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit his tiger's mouth.

To be precise, it is holding it, like a little beast protecting its food.

Shi Yu: "..." Where does this naive ghost come from?

"You're not right, what's the matter?"

Jiang Chengli didn't answer, and he didn't even move.

Shi Yu looked at the milk tea Jiang Chengli was still holding, and a strange thought popped into his mind.

"No?" Couldn't the dragon drink milk tea?

He reached for it, and Jiang Chengli found that he wanted it and handed it over cooperatively.

Shi Yu took a sip through a straw. He didn't eat anything except a mouthful of milk and pearls, but Jiang Chengli was incredibly drunk, and he was still reluctant to move in his arms.

Jiang Chengli condensed his thin lips, Shi You was not very good at drinking these drinks, and his lower lip was still a little creamy.

In details that Omega couldn't perceive, Alpha's Adam's apple slid.

A straightforward thought popped up in Jiang Chengli's mind—he wanted to taste the taste between his lips.

But this idea was out of place, so he quickly looked away and looked at the cup of milk tea again.

As soon as Shi Yu put it back, he picked it up, stared at Omega, and bit the straw he had just bitten.

Shi Zhu's heartbeat took a quick beat uncontrollably.

Jiang Chengli's eyes and cheeks were a little drunken blush, which added a three-point scent of flattery to his extremely delicate features.

If Jiang Chengli is sober now, Shi Yu would like to ask him how on earth he can even drink milk tea to look so...

Shi Yu's heart beat uncontrollably twice, he stretched out his hand in a panic to push Jiang Chengli away, but the man easily suppressed it back.

Jiang Chengli licked the corners of his lips, narrowed his eyes and fixed the Omega in front of him: "It's delicious."

"...Then you drink it yourself, there are two more glasses."

"I want to hug you after drinking."

"..." Shi Yu snorted, don't look away and gritted his teeth and scolded him: "Drunk."

Fortunately, Zhong Tan moved out, otherwise he didn't know how to explain this scene.

Being scolded, the drunk President Jiang was quiet for a while, then lowered his eyes and put the milk tea back in his hand, and slowly released the grant.

Shi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, lifted up his legs hanging on the ground, and changed to a more comfortable posture.

Intuition tells him that Jiang Chengli will "fight up close" with him at the meeting.

But after Jiang Chengli put the milk tea back on the table, he just walked off the sofa in a muffled voice and squatted in front of the little white cat who unilaterally fought against him on the ground.

Shi Yu looked at him curiously, thinking that he was going to fight with the little white cat or unilaterally bully it. As a result, the sluggish and glamorous Kaolinaka in Nanzhong said with a dumb voice, grieving and pitifully saying: "He scold me."

Give: "..."

White cat: "..." Didn't you come to fight?

Jiang Chengli lowered his eyelashes, and slowly vomited out one by one: "I'm drunk and dizzy. He is fierce to me."

The little white cat still had his hair erected all over, grinning in a threatening voice.

Shi Yu changed his posture and leaned back on the sofa, watching Jiang Chengli making nothing out of nothing.

His slender fingertips touched the cat’s nose and touched it gently: “I like rua when I am transformed into a dragon. I never let go of my dragon’s horn and tail. I don’t take care of me when I’m drunk... and call me a drunk.”

The grievance is broken.

Shi Yu couldn't hold back a low laugh, and saw Jiang Chengli's mobile phone falling on the sofa. He opened it without a code lock.

Shi Yu whispered: "Then borrow it. Anyway, all you can see is yourself."

Such a unique Jiang Chengli must be recorded for him to see.

He turned on the camera, switched to the video recording function, and faced Jiang Chengli.

"Jiang Chengli."

President Jiang, who was upset with the little cat, sat on the ground, putting one hand casually on the side of the table, without looking back.

Shi Yu approached with the phone: "Look back, let me show you a baby."

Jiang Chengli teased the cat reluctantly, as if he had discovered the trap Omega had prepared for him. He was very stubborn.

Shi Yu didn't expect his crisis consciousness to be so strong, and walked off the sofa: "Isn't he drunk? Knowing that I'm filming you?"

As a result, he just rubbed against Jiang Chengli, but he was suddenly pressed to the sofa by his wrist.

Fortunately, there is a carpet on the ground, so that it won't be knocked, otherwise someone will definitely be injured in such a big movement.

Shi Yu was knocked down unexpectedly, and his pupils trembled slightly. Seeing Alpha in front of him slowly pushed both hands over his head, took off the phone with one hand, and slowly turned the camera towards him.

"Little Omega, what do you want to do?"

"..." Shi Yu struggled and found that he couldn't get away.

This is the trap.

Jiang Chengli's eyes were red with a thin red, and his cold and indifferent expression in the past was three points more domineering, admiring his trophies leisurely as a winner, and recording him into his mobile phone.

Beautiful facial features, thin neck, shoulders, collarbone...

He looked at the omega in the camera: "Little captive, you said, how do you punish you?"

Shi Yu had three points of humiliation. He didn't expect that he could not resist even a drunkard. His expression was rarely seen with regret: "Don't do anything."

"How about that."

Jiang Chengli's eyes narrowed, and the darkness spread.

The instinct of giving can make him aware of the danger, and the high-level alpha is really not easy to mess with, no matter when it is.

Feeling the slight change in Omega's mood, Jiang Chengli looked at him for a while and sighed slowly.

Afterwards, he gently tapped the phone on his lips, which was exactly where the lens was.

Then he leaned over and dropped a kiss on the thin lips reflected on the screen.

"The punishment is over."

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