After admitting the wrong pheromone, I was obsessed with paranoia A

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After the first susceptibility period, Shi Nanqin asked his bodyguards to teach him martial arts. Unfortunately, Omega's body was not suitable for this kind of high-intensity training, and his body began to feel weak after half of the training.

Ying Jiashu once thought that if he revealed his Omega identity openly, even if someone who didn't know his life or death rushed towards him, he would be beaten away with half effort.

But Wen Feng is different, this Omega who met in the bar stepped into his world from the very beginning, with just the right politeness, it was Ying Jiashu who was soft-hearted, and it was Ying Jiashu who deceived Wen Feng.

He just wants to show the side he yearns for in front of Omega, the side he is Alpha.

It's a pity that the reality keeps telling him with susceptible tides that he is an Omega.

What's more, the other party has already seen what he looks like, so it wouldn't be a bad thing if he took this opportunity to tell the truth.

He calmed down, turned his head and whispered softly in the other's ear, with a rising end, "Okay? Call Dad to listen first?"

"You..." Wen Feng's eyes widened instantly, how could this person calmly start teasing him?

Ying Jiashu: "Don't dare to forget—"

"Who is afraid of whom?" Wen Feng snorted coldly, and then grinned, "Big brother is a big brother, you can't mess up your seniority, why don't you call me dad, and I'll tell you something interesting to make sure you're happy."

Ying Jiashu looked at him amusedly, he wanted to know, what could make him happy?He saw that Wenfeng looked confident, "Then tell me."

Wen Feng stretched out an index finger and shook it, "no!"

Ying Jiashu looked at Wen Feng, imitating his appearance and pretending to be pitiful, waiting for him to speak.

"Don't try to pretend to be pitiful and fool you, what do you have to call me first?"

Wen Feng was relentless.

Ying Jiashu took a deep breath, opened his mouth as if to speak, but before he could say anything, he raised his eyes to Wen Feng, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"What are you thinking about?" He took out his mobile phone and casually clicked on the balance of a seven-digit bank card, and pushed it in front of Wen Feng, "Look here, call out, how about 1000?"

Ying Jiashu took advantage of his head to look at Wen Feng, with a "come on" expression on his face, and took back the phone.Wen Feng stared at him, disgusted that he didn't have 1000 mouths, and called out very lightly, "Dad—"

[WeChat transfer reminder: 100000 yuan]

Wen Feng was still surprised by Ying Jiashu's ability to spend money on him. This was the second time he had exchanged his labor for money, and he was very satisfied.

"I'll pay you the full amount first, and I'll call slowly when I save the extra lessons." Ying Jiashu pointed out how to write the money, and his ears covered by his hair turned slightly red.

Wen Feng immediately agreed, this is not difficult.

"So what are you talking about that will make me happy? I spent money on it." Ying Jiashu reminded.

Wen Feng asked back: "Isn't spending money the happiest thing?"

Ying Jiashu was speechless, what is this?Being put together by the scheming little O?

At this time, the class suddenly fell silent, and a girl with draped hair entered the classroom with a very haggard face.

It was Song Jiaxin who Huang Wenjing thought about day and night.

Class monitor He Yang got up with three notebooks and showed concern for Song Jiaxin.

Sensing someone approaching, Song Jiaxin trembled uncontrollably.

"Song, you haven't come to school for a long time. These are my class notes for the past few days. You can copy them." He Yang thoughtfully lent her the notebook.

Song Jiaxin lowered her head, biting her lips as if fighting some demon, "Thank you...I'm home...I'll make it up slowly."

The class monitor smiled, "Study is such an important thing, don't leave it to your family to do it at home, I will help you, Student Song."

Song Jiaxin closed her eyes, understood what He Yang said, and clenched her fist on the skirt, the skirt was wrinkled, implying Song Jiaxin's fear.She wanted to discuss it, but she kept her voice very low, and He Yang had to get close to hear it. Song Jiaxin held back her trembling, "Can...can you take a moment? I just finished the operation, so it's not convenient."

He Yang wanted to say something else, but Huang Wenjing's distant call interrupted him. He smiled and said, "Study doesn't wait for your convenience to enter your mind."

Then, he returned to his position.

Huang Wenjing ran over, because she was too fast, she could only hold the door to slow down, her feet kept touching the ground, and rushed into the first class, and then she yelled happily, "Honey! You are back! I want to kill you!" Already!"

Song Jiaxin was strangled and coughed uncontrollably. Huang Wenjing hurriedly let go of her, and then saw the girl's pale complexion, and excitedly grabbed Song Jiaxin's arm, "Are you still sick? Why is your face so pale?" !"

Song Jiaxin noticed He Yang's gaze on her from the corner of her eye, gritted her teeth, and pushed away the worried Huang Wenjing, "You are too noisy, stay away from me."

Huang Wenjing comforted, "Okay, okay, let me keep my voice down, how are you?"

Song Jiaxin was angry, "I said you are very noisy, don't stay by my side in the future!"

Huang Wenjing was stunned by the roar, and she wanted to ask what happened suddenly, because her tone was matched with a sad expression.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." She returned to her seat.

Many people are whispering.

"What, Song Jiaxin can't stand Huang's careless harassment?"

"Song Jiaxin clearly couldn't keep pretending to be quiet, so I knew she wasn't that good—"

"It's terrible, Huang Wenjing is probably in a daze."

"Song Jiaxin is not a good person. I heard that she didn't come last week because she had an abortion..."

"Really? Then she can pretend too much, right? It's disgusting!"

The words of these discussions pierced into Song Jiaxin's ears one after another. She closed her eyes in pain, covered her ears, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

dripped on that notebook.

Ying Jiashu remained silent, turned his head and winked at Wen Feng, who shrugged, "I don't know."

Wen Feng couldn't smell the pheromone, so he was careless.

The junior high school biology class said that there will be a connection between Omega and Omega. Ying Jiashu had this connection with Wen Feng, but it was not obvious and always fleeting.

Ying Jiashu had felt it from Song Jiaxin before, and as an omega, Song Jiaxin should have known Ying Jiashu's identity for a long time, but she didn't say anything.

But just now, the omega aura on Song Jiaxin's body was completely gone.

Ying Jiashu frowned, "What I want to say is that I can't smell Song Jiaxin anymore."

"Unless the glands are removed, there's no way it could be."