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

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Ying Jiashu smiled, "Anyone is fine, anyway, other people can smell my pheromone."

He suddenly narrowed his eyes, propped his right elbow on his left palm, and pointed his index finger on his chin, "But you seem to have me?"

He looked at Wen Feng's eyes right and wrong, and knew that the other party was unhappy because of his words at the moment.The mood suddenly became better, and he touched his temples with two fingers together, and seemed to be very distressed.

"Let me guess, you should be very angry now, but you didn't rush up to beat me up, Wen Feng, you don't really like me, do you?"

He suddenly approached Wen Feng who was standing still, the tip of his nose was very close to each other, his eyes met Wen Feng's, "So are you enduring some emotions for me now?"

Seeing Wen Feng's pupils suddenly constricted, he smiled and patted Wen Feng's head, "You're so good."

Wen Feng didn't know what was going on with this sudden change. Compared with when he just transferred to another school, the person in front of him had more emotions in his eyes that Wen Feng couldn't understand. For example, now, Wen Feng knew that Ying Jiashu was trying to tease him. But in his eyes, there are some other emotions, what are they?

What surprised Wen Feng even more was, what did Ying Jiashu refer to by "certain emotions"?Did Ying Jiashu discover something?

Wen Feng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and laughed, covering Ying Jiashu's hand stroking his forehead with his hand, closing his eyes, looking very enjoying, then slowly raised his head, Ying Jiashu's hand was brought to the side of his face by him, and turned away. He nodded, but his eyes were on Ying Jiashu, and his tone was the soft and sweet tone that Ying Jiashu was familiar with before.

"Brother, just touch me more like this——"

Ying Jiashu subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away, but he was firmly grasped and stroked Wen Feng's excellent side face. Wen Feng raised his eyes, and those beautiful black eyes were stained with a unique warm yellow by the summer light. Staring intently at the owner of the hand, the tip of the eyebrows is raised, and the tail of the eyebrows is drooping, as if the dog's ears are drooping because of the owner's ignorance, and the mouth is also glanced down.

"You haven't seen me face to face for a long time, I'm so sad, brother."

"I obviously like you that much."

The cicadas outside the performance building passed through the hall with a noisy and messy wind, and entered Ying Jiashu's ears without any discussion. He could hear this sound every summer, but he seemed to be the first Heard such a voice once.

Is it the chirping of cicadas, or who caused the tinnitus.

It was so loud that it made his heart beat faster.

I can't stop, the fresh wound on the back of my neck is also starting to agitate, the glands are beating in accordance with the frequency of the heart, and it seems that I can't stop.

Ying Jiashu managed to regain his composure, saw the smile on the corner of Wen Feng's mouth, immediately pulled away his hand, opened his mouth to say something but didn't know what to say, turned around and left.

Then being imprisoned again by the force from behind, Ying Jiashu bent his arms, and the man's voice was muffled because it was buried in his shoulder, "Brother, you're not good, you're going to run again."

Ying Jiashu said indifferently, "What?"

Wen Feng rested his chin on Ying Jiashu's shoulder, "Where is your brother's answer?"

Ying Jiashu looked away, "What...?"

Wen Feng, "I like my brother, does my brother like me?"

Ying Jiashu replied in seconds, "No."

"Liar. You like me."

"It's the dog who lied, I don't like it."

"Wang. You like me."

"..."

Ying Jiashu sighed, "I want to know why I don't want to see you?"

Wen Feng nodded like a pounding garlic, Ying Jiashu's face turned red with his stiff hair, Ying Jiashu seemed to compromise, and patted his head with his backhand, "Let go first, I'll tell you."

Wen Feng slowly let go of it uncertainly, Ying Jiashu immediately turned around and raised his hand to order, "Stop, don't rush over immediately, that's fine, now, step back, stand 3 meters away from me, and squat down."

Wen Feng did as he did, and raised his head to look at Ying Jiashu, his eyes shone brightly, with a hint of flattery in it.

Ying Jiashu: "Well done."

The light in Wen Feng's eyes became brighter, as if something was shaking vigorously behind him, in short, it should not be the tail of a canine.

Ying Jiashu spoke slowly, "Then, what I want to say next is, let me start counting down to five, five—"

Wen Feng really wanted to interrupt him, because the speed was too slow!If you count to one, get out of class is over!But Ying Jiashu simply ignored him, pulling his body away from him.

It was obvious that Ying Jiashu wanted to delay time, so regardless of someone's anxiety, he leaned against the wall next to the rehearsal room door and counted down slowly, and casually raised his fingers to cooperate, "Four, three, two—"

"one."

The bell for the end of get out of class came as scheduled, and the bell and the noisy voices of students rang back and forth, gradually filling the entire performance building, including the quiet first floor just now.

Ying Jiashu spread his hands pretending to be regretful, "It seems that it's not the time, next time, it's time to go back to the next class, student Wen Feng, it will be very sad to be so poor at the end of the semester."

Wen Feng took his hand.

But he expected that Wen Feng would not mess around when there were many people, the students in class gradually came to the first floor, Ying Jiashu tilted his head at Wen Feng and raised his eyebrows, "They will come down in about 5 seconds, are you sure you want to come down?" so?"

"Frog fun, get out of class is finally over, my waist is about to break!"

"I'm going to buy some popsicles, I'm dying of heat."

4s;

"Let's go, let's go together."

"Why does it feel like there is a smell, have you smelled it?"

3s;

"You stink of sweat from dancing, hahaha!"

"Fuck your sister!"

2s;

"Hey, someone is ahead of us?"

"Did you make a mistake? We rushed out immediately after class. How can anyone be faster than us?"

Ying Jiashu moved his body, "Wen Feng!"

In the last second, Wen Feng pushed open the door of the rehearsal room, pulled Ying Jiashu in and closed the door, controlling the strength without making a sound.

The students from the acting class who just came downstairs passed by the rehearsal room where Ying Jiashu was.

"I feel that something is wrong. I clearly saw two people here."

The other person was speechless, "Then what are they doing?"

"Fight, one person grabs another person's hand, isn't this the prelude to a fight? Hey, you walk so fast, wait for me!"

In the rehearsal room, Wen Feng pressed Ying Jiashu on the door, listened carefully to the movement outside the door, and made sure that the two had left and someone came down one after another and whispered to Ying Jiashu, who was bowing his head, "Brother , they left."

Ying Jiashu kicked Wen Feng's calf, "I'm sick!"

Wen Feng pulled Ying Jiashu's hand and pressed it against the door. The forbearance hidden in his eyes made Ying Jiashu stare blankly for a second. Then, Wen Feng swallowed, as if he had secreted too much, and there was a stream flowing down the corner of his mouth. When he came down, he was short of breath and just looked at Ying Jiashu.

"Don't get excited, brother, although I know I'm sick..."

He sniffed around, and was sure that the source of the smell was Ying Jiashu. He was a little excited, and when he saw Ying Jiashu's eyes showed his crazy corner, he said word by word,

"Just now, I seem to have asked about your pheromone."

The author says:

Ying Jiashu: I never lie to people, only dogs.

Wen Feng (very proficient): Wang——

Dogs are so cute, there is no derogatory meaning ha——