Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Teacher Chen, can you give me a bite...

Qin Yang knew who lived in this dormitory, but he didn't expect to meet Chen Luan here. He didn't expect that he would be attacked by pheromones as soon as he opened the door and before he saw anyone.

Under the deliberate impact of the already violent Beyond Grade A pheromones nearing the susceptible period, he was completely unprepared and even felt dizzy for half a second, and the glands at the back of his neck immediately began to ache.

"Qin Yang?" Chen Luan tilted his head and looked at him.

What's wrong with this kid? He didn't say anything after opening the door.

The latter closed his eyes to resist, and with some effort he pushed back the two streams of pheromones, only then did he feel the tense back of his neck relax a little.

He lowered his eyes to look at Chen Luan and pursed his lips: "Assistant Chen."

Chen Luan was still wearing the same military uniform he'd seen before the ceremony, though the hem and collar were slightly disheveled. He also carried a thick, indelible scent of pheromones, a scent that carried a distinctly possessive quality, even a hint of...

Mark intent.

What were they doing the second before the door opened?

He understands Chen Luan.

No one can do anything to him against his will unless he allows it.

so,

Was it his acquiescence?

Qin Yang pinched the visit record form with a little force, creating some wrinkles on the edge of the paper, and forcibly suppressed the bitterness that was rising from his chest.

He raised the record sheet in his hand and shook it, pretending to be casual: "I'm here to do an admissions visit. I didn't expect Assistant Chen to be here too."

But before Chen Luan could say anything, Jiang Ling, who was leaning back in her chair, raised the corner of her lip and said, "Did they block the signal from your hearing aid when they connected the auditorium's speakers? You have a pretty good reflex arc."

Being interrupted was already annoying, and the overwhelming discomfort caused by approaching the susceptible period made Jiang Ling's eyes look restless.

So what he said at this time was clearly looking for trouble.

The pheromones with the scent of cedar and amber were almost emitting sparks as they rushed straight towards Qin Yang.

The latter blocked the pheromone flow and pushed it back calmly.

He looked at Chen Luan calmly: "Sorry, I'm used to calling you that."

"Did you use mustard instead of toothpaste when brushing your teeth this morning, Jiang Ling? You're so harsh. If you can't speak properly, just shut up."

Chen Luan took a pear from the fruit basket and stuffed it into Jiang Ling's face to cover his mouth. He kicked him on the calf and kicked Jiang Ling aside with the chair. He turned around and leaned on the edge of the table, crossed his arms, and looked up at Qin Yang with a somewhat amused look:

"Is this your first day meeting me? When have I ever cared about names? Those crazy training-crazed people in the group have called me all sorts of weird names."

"I don't want this."

Jiang Ling, who had just been kicked away, came back like a large dog and clung to Chen Luan. He confidently put his arm around Chen Luan's shoulders and made a look at Qin Yang, "Give me another apple."

It's like a deliberate display of privilege.

"Your arm is rented and you have to pay for its use, right? The fruit basket is right on your desk, can't you take it yourself?"

Chen Luan was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

He pinched the back of Jiang Ling's neck, which was slightly hot due to the approaching sensitive period, and tore him off his back. He took an apple to replace the pear in Jiang Ling's hand, and said impatiently: "Here, here, here, get out of the way."

After saying that, he kicked Jiang Ling on the butt again: "Stop pestering me, you're so annoying."

She said she was annoyed, but her beautiful glass-gray eyes were always filled with a relaxed smile.

Qin Yang looked impatient as he watched Chen Luan's skillful kicking movements, but the natural intimacy and indulgence did not seem fake, but more like a habit that had been formed over the years.

This is how they get along.

His attitude was much more relaxed and unrestrained than when Chen Luan faced these students in the military academy.

It was so relaxed and intimate that Qin Yang felt a little jealous.

He even knew very clearly that Jiang Ling did it on purpose, just to make him uncomfortable.

But he couldn't help it.

He admitted that the other party's goal had been achieved.

"Ignore him. Call him whatever you want. If you want to follow Meng Sen and the others, you can call him Brother Luan."

"Um."

Qin Yang suppressed the glands that were throbbing with pain due to the emotional fluctuations, came back to his senses and nodded.

The two words "Brother Luan" obviously sounded much more intimate than the three words "Assistant Teacher Chen", but he couldn't utter them even after rolling them around on his tongue several times.

It's like a piece of candy melted by high temperature, it feels hot when you put it in your mouth.

If I spit it out, I'm afraid the other person will notice that the candy has been deformed beyond recognition, but I can't bear to swallow it because I can still taste the sweetness.

He moved his lips, his Adam's apple rolled, but he finally lowered his eyes and shouted, "I understand, Teacher Chen—let's just call him Assistant Teacher Chen. I'm still not used to it."

Chen Luan took a bite of the pear and said nonchalantly, "It's up to you."

The admission visit is just a routine matter. We ask new students some questions like whether they are used to the new environment on their first day, whether they need any help, etc., and also hand over the schedule form for the next few days.

The specific arrangements have been sent in the class group, but Qin Yang is still responsible and reminds each dormitory carefully.

But when he looked at the Jiang twins who were fighting with him using pheromones in the small dormitory space, he felt for the first time the urge to "forget it and just skip this dormitory."

He didn't expect these two brats to have a peaceful discussion with him about whether they were used to staying in the military academy.

Anyway, I'm already starting to get used to it.

Chen Luan, who was both in the center of the battlefield and outside the battlefield at the same time, just thought they were strange.

Why is it that every time these people meet, the air falls into a strange silence?

He glanced at the thick stack of blank forms in Qin Yang's hand and said, "There are still so many. It's getting dark. If you keep visiting them one by one like this, it will take you until next year."

He simply pulled out half of it. The top sheet had Dormitory 1101 written on it. "I'll take these away for you later. You have field training in the contaminated area tomorrow, so go back and rest early."

Qin Yang looked at the pile that Chen Luan had taken away: "This is not very..."

Halfway through his words, the brim of his hat was gently tapped by the form in Chen Luan's hand.

"Even if it's just environmental reconnaissance training, we're entering a contaminated area. We can't be distracted at all, otherwise it could be dangerous."

"obedient."

Qin Yang's eyes flashed.

Are you concerned about me?

You must be concerned about me.

The sourness that had been burning in his chest just now seemed to be extinguished by Chen Luan's two words.

He curled up the corners of his mouth slightly to reveal a faint smile: "Yes. Thank you, Assistant Chen."

"Okay, go ahead." Chen Luan leaned against the cabinet door behind him, squinting his eyes and waving at Qin Yang: "Let's finish it soon."

"good."

Qin Yang turned around and walked a short distance, paused, and turned back.

Now Chen Luan is no longer an assistant coach under Huo Lin. He wants to ask whether what Chen Luan said before, that he can be asked for confrontation training, is still valid.

The door of dormitory 1101 was half open.

Qin Yang turned back but stopped a few steps away from the door.

In the picture, a young man in a white military uniform is held in the arms of an alpha in a black student uniform behind him, with his right wrist held in the latter's palm.

The boy rested his chin on Chen Luan's shoulder, his arms wrapped around his waist, his cheek rubbing against Chen Luan's neck affectionately, and he was whispering something into his ear.

It looks like an animal comfortably guarding its precious prey.

My feet felt like they had taken root, and it was as if my whole body had sunk to the bottom of the water, and I was being entangled by a bunch of water plants and dragged downwards. The sounds around me became blurred.

The warm light coming from the door almost burned his skin.

Then he saw Chen Luan laughing, and his eyes, which always had a lazy smile, revealed a bit of helpless indulgence. He raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head.

As if noticing Qin Yang's gaze, the young alpha raised his eyes. His light golden pupils were filled with an almost indifferent calmness, penetrating the gradually thinning air and fixed on his face.

The arm around Chen Luan's waist tightened with an attitude of absolute possession, pulling Chen Luan deeper into his arms and taking him out of his sight.

Then the other party lowered his eyes again, ignored Qin Yang, raised his hand calmly and placed it on the door.

“Click.”

With a soft sound, the door closed.

The alpha outside the door suddenly tightened his fingers and clenched them into his palms, squeezing so hard that his knuckles turned pale.

The heartbeat pounding in my chest was like a trapped beast, and a burning sensation flowed through my blood vessels, even spreading to my cheeks and behind my ears.

It felt like being punched in the face.

After a while, his shoulders sank and he looked at the half stack of forms in his hand. What appeared in front of him were the gentle eyes of Chen Luan when he held the other half and gently tapped on the brim of his hat.

Qin Yang.

Do you really want to give him up?

The sky outside the corridor window was dark and oppressive.

There were no stars and no wind.

Alpha's dark eyes took one last look at the tightly closed door, then he walked away.

Chen Luan inside the door had no idea that Qin Yang had come back.

He was currently sitting on the edge of Jiang Xun's bed, filling out the visit form.

Jiang Xun put his arms around his waist from behind, his slightly hot breath falling on the side of his neck.

"Next question, do you have any comments or suggestions about the accommodation environment?"

Jiang Xun rubbed his cheek against the back of Chen Luan's neck: "I have an opinion."

"Tell me about it."

Jiang Xun curled his lips and chuckled softly, his voice soft and sticky: "There is no brother in the dormitory."

Like a large dog that is acting coquettishly.

"..." Chen Luan poked Jiang Xun's soft face with the tip of his pen and sighed, "Can you be serious?"

This kind of conversation has just happened several times.

Whether it was Jiang Ling or Jiang Xun, no matter what the question was, the answers they gave were invariably confusing and complex.

How does he submit this form?

It seems that the two brothers of the Jiang family are like the pervert who is dependent on his brother.

"Are there any difficulties or needs in life that you hope the school and teachers can help solve?" Chen Luan asked again.

"Yes, I have."

Jiang Ling, who was resting her head on Chen Luan's thigh, was like a bored cat. She reached out and fiddled with the tassel on Chen Luan's chest.

The slightly itchy touch forced Chen Luan to raise his hand and catch Jiang Ling's moving fingers: "Can you be a little more honest?"

"Oh." Jiang Ling responded, but then he directly wrapped the tassel that was rubbing between his fingers around his fingers, then held it tightly and pulled it down.

Chen Luan was pulled forward slightly by the force, and saw Jiang Ling curling her lips and showing him a wanton smile: "My susceptible period is coming and I feel very uncomfortable. I hope Teacher Chen can help me solve this problem."

Chen Luan pulled the tassel out from Jiang Ling's flailing cat claws and looked at him with a raised eyebrow: "How do you want to solve this?"

He wanted to see what shocking things could come out of Jiang Ling's mouth, which was always full of nonsense.

The next second, Jiang Ling pulled open the tie that was neatly tucked under the coat.

The tie knot at my Adam's apple felt slightly tightened, and my breathing became difficult.

"I hope—"

Jiang Ling pressed the tip of her tongue against her teeth, looked into Chen Luan's eyes and slowly spoke: "Teacher Chen, can you give me a bite?"