Chapter 36 Ai Zhe Misuses the Potion
Today is Valentine's Day, and it is also the day when all the sports teams of Xingchen Academy go out for physical training.
Everyone from the school team is here.
A long-distance running-style field training with complex terrain.
The team was huge, with footsteps and shouts coming one after another.
Ai Zhe ran quite easily at the beginning, his black hair was messy in the wind, his shoulders were straight, and his steps were steady.
Noson followed closely behind, a small bottle of potion in his pocket.
The fingertips tightened unconsciously.
His eyes darkened, but he moved quickly to replace the bottle of "physical recovery agent".
Put it into Ai Zhe's hand.
"Drink this when you're tired from running."
Noson said, pretending not to care.
Ai Zhe didn't think much about it, put the bottle in his pocket and continued to rush forward.
Beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, soaking his collar.
Noson had switched the pheromone booster to that bottle.
Northen's Adam's apple rolled, and he felt a little guilty. He even wanted to speak immediately:
"Aizhe, we haven't done this for a long time. Can you reward me?"
"Are you still angry? Today is Valentine's Day. I want to be with you."
But seeing Ai Zhe's cold and hard face.
Northen felt furious in his heart, but he could only lick his lips to suppress his restlessness and desire.
Finally, I saw Ai Zhe reach out and unscrew the bottle of medicine.
When his lips were to the bottle, Northam could hardly resist snatching it away.
"Don't drink it, I'm sorry!" he almost blurted out.
But you can see Ai Zhe's slightly open lips and sweat sliding down his jaw.
Northen's Adam's apple rolled, but he forced himself to hold it back.
When Ai Zhe can no longer hold on, he will let go completely.
Even if you take him away at that time, he won't remember it.
He will definitely take good care of Ai Zhe.
Give the people in front of you full of happiness, just like usual.
In fact, every time, he made Ai Zhe indulge in it and be extremely happy.
It's just not shown in front of an audience.
The whistle blew sharply, and the coach's voice came from afar:
"Keep in formation! No slacking off!"
When he ran to the bend in the mountain road, Ai Zhe suddenly started breathing rapidly.
My heart felt hot and my chest rose and fell faster and faster.
The sweat-soaked training suit clung to his muscular back, with wet marks showing through the fabric.
He raised his hand to wipe his forehead, his fingers trembling.
My breathing became unstable and my steps were no longer firm.
Noson's eyes tightened.
He knew the medicine was starting to work.
Ai Zhe's originally sharp breathing gradually became hoarse, which it shouldn't be.
The sound that escaped from his throat was intermittent, and each exhalation was accompanied by a low tremor.
He was closest to Ai Zhe, and the pheromones spread in the air, so sweet that it made people's hearts warm.
"What's going on? Whose pheromones are leaking?"
"It's so thick... something's wrong."
The team members in front subconsciously turned around and whispered.
The discussion spread like a small flame.
But the pace of running laps did not stop, and the coach just thought that someone was exhausted and kept blowing the whistle to urge them on.
Ai Zhe's cheeks flushed and his eyes gradually became blurred.
There was a tense look between his brows.
He gritted his teeth and stared straight ahead, but his body was no longer under his control.
Sweat slid down his neck, soaking his collar.
It sticks to the collarbone and looks ambiguous.
Noson followed beside him, his eyes fixed, his fingers clenched white.
His breathing was heavy and his heart felt like it was on fire.
Ai Zhe bit his lip and let out a low groan from his throat.
The voice sounded like a coquettish tone, but also like a low moan of extreme endurance.
Noson's heart trembled violently.
If this continues, this guy will definitely not be able to hold on.
"Brother's..."
He cursed in his heart, his eyes becoming more and more vicious.
The number of people around started to decrease, some were passed, and some were left behind.
The team is getting further and further apart.
Northen secretly clenched his fists and had already made a decision in his heart.
When they turned to the next fork in the road, he carried Ai Zhe away and walked into the small path first.
No one will find out.
Ai Zhe's steps were completely unsteady.
He gritted his teeth, his training clothes were soaked with sweat, sticking to his body and highlighting his seductive lines.
Noson stared at him, his eyes locked.
Right now.
He just needs to wait for the next turn and then he can pick the person up and take him to a deserted place.
Started to have a passionate relationship with Ai Zhe...
Noson's breathing became heavier, his eyes fixed on the figure in front of him, ready to rush forward to be the groom.
However, at this moment.
"Nosen! Come here! You're going the wrong way!"
"Come over now and register your negative points. Once you've confirmed it, you can continue running!"
The coach's whistle was shrill.
Noson froze.
He tilted his head, his eyes dark.
After half a second, he could only grit his teeth, say "fuck", and quickly walk over there.
He calculated it clearly: half a minute.
It only takes half a minute, and when he comes back, there will be no one around.
When the time comes, he will immediately carry Ai Zhe away.
But at the moment when Northen left.
Another person who had been following from a distance looked at Ai Zhe with a worried expression.
He noticed from a distance that Ai Zhe was not in a good condition.
The boy following behind had white hair stuck to his forehead by sweat, which made him look even more tense.
I just watched Ai Zhe stagger, his cheeks flushed, and his breathing was unusually rapid.
At that moment, Xiao Ai's heart suddenly tightened and he was very worried about Ai Zhe's condition.
“Senior…”
He muttered quietly, his eyes filled with worry.
Finally, he couldn't care less about anything else.
He rushed forward and reached out to support Ai Zhe.
"How are you?"
His tone was urgent, full of concern.
Ai Zhe's body was hot, his breathing was disordered, and his eyes were blurred.
He leaned lightly on Xiao Ai's shoulder, his breath carrying a dizzying sweetness.
Xiao Ai was startled and didn't know what happened to Ai Zhe.
He suppressed the pounding of his heart, quickly supported Ai Zhe, and took him to the woods on the side to recuperate.
He probably knew what kind of curse Ai Zhe had been under recently, and Teacher Wanshitong was trying to find a way to help Ai Zhe. The recent series of strange things might be related to this.
Ai Zhe half-closed his eyes, his face flushed red, and his breathing was rapid:
"Xiao Ai, I... I feel so uncomfortable... It's so hot that I feel like I'm going to explode..."
The voice trembled violently.
Xiao Ai's throat tightened.
The senior in front of him was no longer the tough and cold Alpha.
Just like this, my whole body was hot and I fell into my arms.
The sweet pheromones enveloped Xiao Ai like mist, making his scalp tingle.
Xiao Ai felt his head buzzing and everything was in chaos.
“Senior…”
His voice was hoarse and his hands tightened.
He suddenly picked the person up and carried him sideways.
Ai Zhe had no strength left and his head rested weakly on his shoulder.
Her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, and just leaning against his arms made Xiao Ai's heart tremble.
He took a step forward almost instinctively, holding Ai Zhe in his arms and quickly rushed out along the path.
There are many hidden trails along this mountain road.
It is usually prepared for emergency rest during training.
Xiao Ai was familiar with the route and entered one of them in just a few steps.
The path is very narrow and is blocked by trees on both sides, so almost no one passes by.
Deep inside is a simple rest station equipped with several small beds and a bathroom, which is specially used for team members to temporarily rest during training.
Xiao Ai walked in quickly and put Ai Zhe on the bed.
The air suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of rapid breathing.
The scent of the pheromone became stronger, so sweet that it seemed to penetrate into the bones.
Xiao Ai's Adam's apple rolled and his eyes were fixed on Ai Zhe.
Ai Zhe's cheeks flushed red, and he clutched the bed sheet, staring at him.
His chest heaved violently and his collar was soaked with sweat.
The fabric clings to the skin, especially the chest muscles.
He looked at Xiao Ai and uttered a low voice:
"Hmm... no..."
The white-haired boy was instantly confused.
“Senior…”
He called softly, his voice trembling.
He stepped closer and put his hand on Ai Zhe's cheek.
The fingertips felt scorching hot.
As his breaths intertwined, his sanity was overturned.
Reach out and lock the door directly.
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