After Becoming the Alpha Protagonist, I Snatched the Cannon Fodder Omega

Qiu Zhenyang's aura was so strong, Wang Shuo opened his mouth and couldn't say anything completely: "Ming, it's him..."

Ling Mu was so angry at this moment, he grabbed Qiu Zhenyang's arm and tried to pull him away: "Get out of the way, I'll do it myself, I'm going to beat this idiot to death!"

Qiu Zhenyang, who was still on fire just now, was pulled by Ling Mu like this, his breath softened instantly, he turned his head helplessly and looked at Ling Mu, who was even more angry after pulling his arm for a long time, and softly coaxed: "My dear, this kind of idiot is not worth you. Do it, I'll do it."

This indulgent tone was completely different from just now, let alone Ling Mu, even Wang Shuo was stunned, and the others at the same table looked at each other in dismay.

"Damn, what is this called..."

Wang Shuo's face was so embarrassed that he was scolded by Ling Mu and didn't say anything.

Beta Xia Wen, who had complained about An An earlier, stood up, looked at Qiu Zhenyang anxiously, and said, "Okay, okay, let go quickly, and when the teacher sees it, everyone will be unable to eat and walk away."

Another beta, who had been afraid to speak, also stood up and persuaded at this time. After all, it was a group cooperation, and it was really bad that the first class became so deadlocked.

Cheng Anan hurriedly apologized: "It's all my fault, I just don't need the mecha. I'll stand by and watch you guys later, is that alright?"

Qiu Zhenyang didn't give Cheng Anan a look, and ignored him directly. Cheng Anan, who didn't get a response, froze for a moment and bit her lip in embarrassment.

For a while, the atmosphere was so weird that Qiu Zhenyang didn't want to let Wang Shuo go, but in the end, Ling Mu gave him the table first and patted Qiu Zhenyang on the shoulder: "Okay, let go."

Mecha is his favorite course, and he doesn't want to make the teacher's impression of him bad because of these crap. But if these idiots are still looking for something, he will never let them go.

When Ling Mu spoke, Qiu Zhenyang immediately let go and gave Wang Shuo a warning look. The latter didn't dare to provoke Qiu Zhenyang any longer, and returned to his position in despair.

When the teacher passed their desk to check the situation, everyone seemed to be calm.

After the teacher left, Cheng Anan struggled for a moment, but still got closer to Qiu Zhenyang and asked him affectionately, "Qiu Zhenyang, I remember you didn't like mechas before, why did you choose this class?"

Qiu Zhenyang gave him a sideways look: "I like it now, can't I?"

"Of course," Cheng Anan smiled, but her eyes were a little lonely, "I understand that people can change, whether it's preferences or feelings, after all, there are too many uncertain factors."

The meaning of these words is too obvious, and everyone's expressions are a little subtle.

Not afraid to die, Wang Shuo said, "No uncertainties can compare to a shameless person! There are always those people who are motivated by the heat and will do anything for money!"

Ling Mu didn't respond, he had a clear conscience, and there was no need to pay attention to such low-level methods.

Qiu Zhenyang sneered, and the moment he looked over, Wang Shuo lowered his head cowardly.

"You're right, when you're a human being, you always have to have your face. When I was young, I thought that face was everything, but now I know that the choice of the object depends on the heart. Some people have a good skin from God on the surface. , in fact, he stinks all over his body, and he uses others to achieve his own success, those people are the most shameless."

After all, Qiu Zhenyang also gave Cheng Anan a meaningful look.

The latter was stiff, unable to squeeze out a smile, took a deep breath and met Qiu Zhenyang's gaze: "I didn't expect you to look at me like this."

The people in the group didn't dare to move now, they could only look at Qiu Zhenyang and Cheng An'an awkwardly.

The movements of Ling Mu's hands also stopped. He never knew why Qiu Zhenyang suddenly changed his target to be attentive to himself, and he always thought he was playing tricks on him. But what happened now made Ling Mu try to start looking at Qiu Zhenyang again.

This man doesn't seem to lie to himself.

"It doesn't matter what I think of you. What matters is whether you have done this and have a clear conscience."

There was no smile on Qiu Zhenyang's face, and he looked at Cheng An'an with alienated and disgusted eyes. This look Lingmu had once experienced when he broke off the engagement in person, and it was extremely cold and chilling.

But from the beginning of the school test, this look has never been given to him again, and he is left with a playful, caring look.

It is a completely different look from what Qiu Zhenyang gave to Cheng Anan now.

Cheng Anan did not continue to speak, but just looked at Qiu Zhenyang, tears gradually filled his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall, and his red eyes were full of disappointment.

The get out of class bell rang, breaking all the silence.

"Let's go Lingmu." Qiu Zhenyang picked up his backpack and threw it on his shoulders, ignoring Cheng Anan, and took Lingmu's hand to the door.

"Fuck, Qiu Zhenyang, let me go!" Ling Mu struggled as he walked, but unfortunately he couldn't break free as always and was dragged away.

There were too many people in the teaching building. Because of Qiu Zhenyang, Ling Mu was stared at by all kinds of eyes, and his temper was about to stop.

"If you don't **** let go, I'll beat you here!"

Knowing that Ling Mu was thin-skinned, Qiu Zhenyang could only let go of his hand first, but he took advantage of his physique to stick to Ling Mu's side tightly, and even stretched his arms around him to prevent others from approaching and squeezing Ling Mu.

"What do you want for lunch?"

Now there is no need to go to the cafeteria to eat together, so Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu are going back to the dormitory.

"casual."

Ling Mu has very low requirements for what to eat, after all, he used to take nutritional supplements.

However, Qiu Zhenyang must have some thoughts. When he slept with Ling Mu in his arms the night before, he felt that Ling Mu was so thin that he could barely hold his hands, so now cooking nutrition is the most important thing, and it must be done first. Fatten Lingmu!

As the crowd went downstairs, Qiu Zhenyang had been protecting Ling Mu, but not long after he left the teaching building, two people stood in front of Qiu Zhenyang.

"Qiu, Qiu, I have something to say to you!"

It was two omegas who blocked Qiu Zhenyang. The one who spoke was a girl with neat bangs. Looking at her gentle and well-behaved appearance, her blushing face was a little bit of love.

Ling Mu glanced at Qiu Zhenyang, then opened the hand that he had wrapped around his waist and left.

"Hey Lingmu, wait..." Qiu Zhenyang was about to chase after him, while holding his hands and gasping for breath.

It still hurts! Definitely not happy! Hey!

"Classmate Qiu!" The companion of the girl with Qi Liuhai stepped out and blocked Qiu Zhenyang's path, and made a gesture of begging, "Wait, can you listen to Xiaoxiang first?"

Qiu Zhenyang reached out and wanted to pull Lingmu, but he clenched his empty hands, and looked down at the girl named Xiaoxiang, "Tell me."

"Student Qiu, my name is Lin Xiang, and I'm a student of class O2. I... have already fallen in love with you during military training. Although I don't expect to be with you, can I leave a contact with you for occasional appointments. Are you out for dinner or something?"

Qiu Zhenyang looked at the girl in front of her. She was obviously a very shy person. It was probably because of her companion's encouragement that she had the courage to confess to herself.

Thinking that a second person had already confessed to him not long after school started, Qiu Zhenyang felt deeply powerless.

He pulled the shoulder bag on his shoulders and shook his head apologetically: "I'm sorry, I already have someone I like, and I don't want my sweetheart to get further and further away from me because of being ambiguous with other people."

After all, Qiu Zhenyang didn't have anything to say, so he just staggered away.

He has already said it clearly, to the point where a fool can understand it, so there is no need to say anything else.

Now that Ling Mu has been identified, he will never allow himself to be stumbled by anyone.

When he returned to the dormitory, Ling Mu was cutting something in the kitchen.

Qiu Zhenyang walked in and took a look, good guy, he was actually cooking!

"How can you do it?" Qiu Zhenyang leaned over from behind Ling Mu, the heat hit the small earlobe, his deep voice stirred the eardrums, itching and embarrassment.

"Are you a ghost, you walk silently?" Ling Mu was so focused that he didn't hear the sound, and was taken aback by the sound that suddenly sounded in his ears.

Qiu Zhenyang laughed shyly and pushed Lingmu's waist.

"Okay, you go out, I'll do it." Seeing Ling Mu's way of chopping vegetables, Qiu Zhenyang was very worried!

But Ling Mu obviously got on the knife pole, frowned and kicked Qiu Zhenyang, turned around and cut vegetables on his own.

Seeing him like this, Qiu Zhenyang is not good at rushing people, so he can only go to the refrigerator and take out the other ingredients to be prepared first.

But just as Qiu Zhenyang took out the hoof, Ling Mu who was chopping vegetables suddenly let out a low cry, and the knife fell on the chopping board.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Zhenyang's heart skipped a beat, the hoof in his hand fell to the ground without being able to hold it firmly, and he quickly turned to look at Ling Mu.

As a result, the sight was incredible, Qiu Zhenyang's face turned black, and he took Ling Mu's cut finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Fuck, what are you doing, Qiu pervert!" Ling Mu's whole body exploded with the soft touch on his fingers, and he wanted to pull his fingers out of Qiu Zhenyang's lips and teeth. But as long as Qiu Zhenyang didn't want to let go, he never broke free, and it was the same this time.

Ling Mu glanced at the tightly grasped hand, and then glanced at Qiu Zhenyang's inky black pupils staring at him, quite unconvinced... Gritting his teeth to endure it!

It wasn't until Qiu Zhenyang felt it was okay that he finally let go of Ling Mu's hand.

Licking the corner of his lower lip, Qiu Zhenyang recollected the rust smell in his mouth with satisfaction. Although this method is not scientific at all, it is quite useful for promoting feelings!

"Come here, I'll sterilize and bandage you." Qiu Zhenyang took Ling Mu's hand and sat down on the sofa in the living room, then looked for the medicine box he brought from school in the living room cabinet.

Ling Mu twisted his face and stared at Qiu Zhenyang's back: "Since you still need to sterilize and bandage, what did you do just now? The vampire is on your body?"

Qiu Zhenyang snorted twice without turning his head: "If I were really a vampire, I would absolutely **** all your blood, and then let you drink my blood, so that every blood cell in your body belongs to me only."

After finally turning the medicine box out, Qiu Zhenyang was still wondering why Ling Mu didn't refute when he closed the drawer, but when he turned his head, he saw that the young man sitting on the sofa was blushing, biting his lips and clenching his hands, a look on his face. Shameless expression.

"You..." Qiu Zhenyang's heart beat faster, his hand softened and he almost didn't hold the medicine box steady.

"Ah, you really..." He rubbed his face helplessly, took a deep breath and walked to Ling Mu and sat down. The teenager bounced away as if stung by a bee, and was held by Qiu Zhenyang's waist again.

"Is this, shy?"

Qiu Zhenyang's voice was very soft, and he couldn't help laughing next to Ling Mu's ear: "I didn't expect our little Mumu to have such a thin skin."

"Fuck, get out of here..."

"...Okay, okay, don't bully you, don't move, I'll disinfect you."

Qiu Zhenyang withdrew his hand and took out medical disinfectant and cotton **** from the medicine box, and pulled Ling Mu's injured finger to disinfect him. After disinfection, he took out the healing agent, applied it to Lingmu with a cotton swab, and finally carefully pasted the medical stickers, and you were done.

After packing up everything, Qiu Zhenyang reminded: "This healing agent is very useful. The wound should heal and disappear the day after tomorrow, but the pain will be more obvious in the past two days."

Many interstellar things are high-tech, and the medical effects are also very significant, but there are also some disadvantages.

Ling Mu looked at his fingers and felt that the medical sticker was very annoying, and said with disgust, "It's ugly."

Qiu Zhenyang kissed the finger standing in front of him before he could react.

"mua~ where is ugly, our little Mumu's fingers are the best~"

"Fuck, Qiu Zhenyang, you **** want to be beaten? Come here and I promise not to beat you to death!"

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