MTL - Wear To the High School Days of Iceberg O-Chapter 2

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If you have the opportunity to see your advisor wearing a high school uniform standing next to you washing test tubes, is it lucky or unlucky?

Jiang Shuyi glanced at the person beside him who was washing the test tubes.

The school uniform button is meticulously fastened to the last one, the school uniform skirt is neatly above the knees, and even the curvature of the bow tie seems to be exquisite.

It can be said that Wen Yao's appearance in high school is simply a model sample that came out of the student handbook.

I saw the model sample with her head hanging down, her long black hair slipping from her ears, revealing her frail and fair neck, and a delicate mole looming on the neckline of her shirt.

Jiang Shuyi's throat moved slightly.

As if he noticed Jiang Shuyi's gaze, the textbook slowly raised his head, looking at Jiang Shuyi with the same coldness as always.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Shuyi blurted out habitually.

Hearing Jiang Shuyi's apology, Wen Yao lowered his head and began to rinse the test tube again.

"Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry I can't go to the next class? Or I'm sorry because you peeked at me, you only washed two instruments in these ten minutes?"

Jiang Shuyi looked at the beakers and test tubes he had washed, and felt his ears were burning with embarrassment.

She stayed in the laboratory for six years and washed the instruments for six years.

She thinks that she has gained some experience in washing instruments, but now when she sees the eighteen-year-old Wen Yao quickly and concisely wash the instruments and put them on the drying rack, a sense of frustration arises spontaneously.

And the phrase 'I only washed two because of peeking' made her face burn even more.

"I didn't peek at you." Jiang Shuyi lied to excuse himself.

"Really?" Wen Yao's tone was flat, as if he was not angry about this matter, "Then I hope you can concentrate on washing the instruments now."

Before coming here, Jiang Shuyi never imagined what his professor high school would be like.

But after hearing these words, Jiang Shuyi resigned himself to silence.

I have to admit that this attitude that makes her instinctively aggrieved, this indifferent tone, and the eighteen-year-old high school student in front of her are really her inhuman professor.

After all, besides her professor, there is no other person in the world who is so perfectionistic, mean and can make people feel fatally oppressed.

Although she is still a high school student, the glamorous beauty of the future has already begun to fade, and Jiang Shuyi can even glimpse her cruel appearance in the future.

But anyway, she is her classmate now.

Jiang Shuyi pouted his lips in dissatisfaction after thinking about it, why should he be lectured by her even if he has become a classmate even if he washes a beaker by himself?

So pissed... Really, she was so **** off.

"Have you finished washing?" Wen Yao glanced at the beaker in her hand, and said indifferently.

Jiang Shuyi's shoulders shook, and he moved his hands again in a conditioned reaction.

After washing all the instruments and putting them on the drying rack, Wen Yao shook off the water on his hands, and said in a cold tone, "Wait to dry before putting them back in the cabinet."

Jiang Shuyi hurriedly nodded obediently, "Okay."

Jiang Shuyi looked around the small room, the washing table, the clamps of the experimental equipment, the inexplicable specimens, and the windows facing west.

This cleaning room is located in the deepest part of the corridor on the fourth floor of the experimental building. It can be said that few people come to such a remote place.

Both of their mobile phones were placed outside, and they didn't even have a means of communication.

The class bell rang.

Wen Yao looked out the window and remained silent.

Jiang Shuyi noticed that there was a trace of sweat on her forehead.

"I'm sorry for keeping you and me locked up here." Jiang Shuyi finished what he should have said just now, a little uncomfortably.

Wen Yao looked out of the window expressionlessly, her tone was calm, "It's okay."

Just as Jiang Shuyi felt a little guilty, Wen Yao went on to say:

"Because you always skip class, you don't know that it's normal if the door is broken. I just hope you take this as a warning and don't do such unwise things next time."

Listen to what this says.

Jiang Shuyi felt that his guilt disappeared instantly, and he was even a little angry.

Although the person in front of him will be his professor in the future, Jiang Shuyi is very upset.

She doesn't want to be in the same room with this person!

Jiang Shuyi walked to the door angrily, and tried to turn the doorknob again.

The door didn't budge.

Jiang Shuyi leaned his head against the door in despair, and somehow smelled a pleasant smell in the air.

"Wen Yao, do you smell something?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of someone falling to the ground.

Jiang Shuyi was startled, and immediately looked over to Wen Yao, the pleasant fragrance of flowers continued to spread in Jiang Shuyi's nasal cavity, bringing an unusual restlessness.

Jiang Shuyi helped Wen Yao up.

Wen Yao's eyes are very alert, and she can be seen that she is very uncomfortable just by the sweat on her forehead.

"Wen Yao, you..." Jiang Shuyi smelled the fragrance of roses scattered in front of him, and his mind froze for a moment, "Have you reached the estrus period?"

Omegas in estrus are not only difficult to resist the attraction of Alphas, but they also release pheromones that are extremely attractive to Alphas. Under the influence of such pheromones, Alphas will instinctively want to mark Omega.

And the attraction of this pheromone is also different between different Alphas and Omegas.

Jiang Shuyi sensed it as soon as he smelled it. Wen Yao's pheromone was very special, and it was a smell that was very attractive to her.

She panicked all of a sudden, "Where did you keep your inhibitors?"

Wen Yao's voice was stern, "Have you ever met someone who happened to be carrying an inhibitor when they first differentiated?"

"Are you just split?" Jiang Shuyi was dumbfounded.

"Um."

Jiang Shuyi's face was filled with embarrassment.

"..." It's over.

Wen Yao sighed patiently, and said in an orderly tone, "Mark me."

An image instantly appeared in Jiang Shuyi's mind, and his ears were so hot that he could boil mutton in an instant, "I, I can't mark you."

Wen Yao watched as she covered her chin, with pity in her eyes, "Are you...can't you?"

'no'?

When Jiang Shuyi heard this sentence, he immediately became angry, "How could I not do it!"

"Then why not?" Wen Yao looked at her incomprehensibly.

Jiang Shuyi's face turned red, "I tag you now, won't you be my first time? I want to tag my favorite Omega."

"I've never been tagged by an Alpha, but you're not the Alpha I like either." Wen Yao's tone was flat.

Jiang Shuyi became even angrier when he heard that, "That's even more impossible! Do you know what the first time means to me!?"

"Jiang Shuyi." Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi calmly.

"What do you think an Alpha will do when an Omega differentiates without an inhibitor?"

Jiang Shuyi seemed to have thought of the answer, and finally his face turned red.

"It seems that you have already thought of it." Wen Yao's tone was cold.

Jiang Shuyi felt that her throat was extremely thirsty, and a wave of restlessness surged into her heart, she said in shame and indignation: "So, so, you think I won't be able to restrain myself, but then, that, that you?"

"This is the instinct of living things." Wen Yao's tone was rational and cold.

Obviously her tone was so indifferent, but her fair skin began to turn red as if she was saying the opposite.

Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but glance at Wen Yao's neck.

This Omega is really tempting her in every possible way.

Wen Yao frowned and looked at her, "Do you think you can restrain your instinct?"

The sound of her breathing mixed with the aroma of roses is very alluring.

"I—" Jiang Shuyi was about to answer, but Wen Yao snatched her words away.

"I know you might want to refute me, but no matter what you answer now, I can't believe it." Wen Yao frowned weakly.

"Stop talking," Jiang Shuyi angrily stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Yao's chin, "How could I do that kind of thing!"

She's a principled Alpha who says impossible is impossible.

It's just that as soon as she spoke, a physiological tear fell from the corner of Wen Yao's eye due to the severe pain in the gland.

Jiang Shuyi didn't expect that as soon as he saw Wen Yao's tears, pheromones would start to fly wildly.

Jiang Shuyi swallowed what he wanted to say in an instant.

She thought she was going crazy.

Because she turned her head to the side and licked the tears from the corners of Wen Yao's eyes.

Jiang Shuyi swallowed the rose-flavored pheromone mixed in Omega's tears, and then felt that he was really crazy.

She actually wanted to take back everything she said just now.

Wen Yao abruptly turned his head away, "Don't do unnecessary things, Jiang Shuyi..."

Jiang Shuyi ruthlessly untied Wen Yao's tie as if he hadn't heard the words.

The crimson bow tie fell to the ground in an instant.

Jiang Shuyi pushed back Wen Yao's hair, and kissed the delicate mole on Wen Yao's neck.

Wen Yao leaned against Jiang Shuyi's arms and breathed softly, his fingers couldn't help clenching Jiang Shuyi's clothes, "I said... don't do unnecessary things..."

Jiang Shuyi licked his teeth, forgetfully biting the pink gland on Wen Yao's neck.

Jiang Shuyi felt that his brain had been messed up by the deadly poison-like rose-flavored pheromone.

The Omega in his arms trembled softly, exhaling like drowning.

Jiang Shuyi, who came back to his senses, stared at Wen Yao with a guilty conscience.

The broken hair on Wen Yao's forehead was wet with fine sweat, and he still looked very painful, but his eyes had become very clear.

"...Are you okay?" Jiang Shuyi put his hand close to Wen Yao's forehead, and asked cautiously.

Wen Yao looked at her hand and said indifferently, "Let go of me."

"..." Jiang Shuyi pretended not to hear.

"I'll give you three seconds."

— good fellow.

Hearing this familiar sentence pattern, Jiang Shuyi immediately let go of his hand obediently.

Wen Yao stood up wearily, dragged himself to the window, and opened it.

The pheromone produced by the two of them entangled just now dissipated in one breath.

At this time, Wen Yao touched the back of his neck, bit his lips as if in pain, and lowered his head.

Unfortunately, as soon as she lowered her head, she saw the bow tie that Jiang Shuyi had torn off just now, and her eyes immediately became more indifferent.

Jiang Shuyi's ears turned red, he was afraid to look at Wen Yao.

She recalled that just a second ago, she swore that it was impossible, but the next second she hugged him and licked and bit her...

How shameless.

Jiang Shuyi adjusted his sitting posture anxiously.

"Teacher, Wen Yao, I will take responsibility for you."

Jiang Shuyi coughed and looked at Wen Yao very sincerely.

Wen Yao looked at her with scrutiny, and silently buttoned her shirt.

Then she methodically picked up the bow tie that looked like Jiang Shuyi's criminal certificate and tied it up carefully.

"No need."

"'No need'?" Jiang Shuyi repeated like a repeater, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Wen Yao then tidied up the last strand of hair on his forehead.

Jiang Shuyi looked at her disappointedly, "Is this not very good?"

"The person being marked is me, and I think this is very appropriate." Wen Yao said in a distant tone.

"Squeak—"

Suddenly, the door moved.

The two turned their gazes to the door.

A student pushed the door in with a basket of instruments in his hand, but when he saw Jiang Shuyi's face, he froze in fear, "Huh? Jiang, Jiang Shuyi?"

Wen Yao saw the door opened and walked out without looking back, without saying a word to Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the resolutely walking figure, and immediately chased him out.

The stairwell was empty.

Jiang Shuyi stared blankly at the stairwell, feeling out of breath for a moment.

Run out of my pheromones! What an indifferent Omega!