This Omega is Immune to All Abilities

When Yi Jiamu returned to the dormitory, the enthusiasm that remained on his body had basically dissipated, but a faint scent of daffodils was inevitably left behind, which lingered like a shadow for a long time.

Sangbei was always looking forward to it. After finally waiting for Yi Jiamu to come back, he noticed the Alpha aura around him, his expression suddenly became subtle, and he looked like he wanted to say nothing.

When Yi Jiamu changed his shoes, he raised his head and met with this expression. He couldn't help but pause slightly: "What's the matter?"

His tone is very plain, just like normal, just returning from get out of class.

But the more this happened, the more it made Sangbei feel uncomfortable. After a long silence, he shook his head: "Nothing."

Yi Jiamu replied, "Then I will take a bath first."

"Go go." Sangbei showed a very empathetic smile. He watched Yi Jiamu go to the closet to take out the bath towels and change of clothes. Unexpectedly, he glanced at his face in the moment after taking off the coat. Suddenly, his expression froze completely.

Although it was only such a short moment, it was enough to be very sure that the glands on Yi Jiamu's neck did indeed have deep and ambiguous tooth marks, which were tenderly reddish, clear and eye-catching.

Such traces seemed to have a provocative effect, causing Sang Bei's imagination to uncontrollably heat his old face, and all his thoughts ran away in an instant.

In the susceptible period, loneliness, glands, bite marks...what happened, I am ready to tell!

Yi Jiamu didn't notice the strange expression of the roommate, hung his coat on the head of the bed, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

Sangbei stood alone in the empty dormitory for a while, then sat back at the table with a "swish" after he recovered, and logged into the campus forum with the new photon computer on the desktop.

Before this, news of the lifting of the ban around the Yiyuanhui building had already spread. Everyone was very surprised that Gu Yesheng was not taken away by the mecha rescue team for isolation. In a short period of time, it has already started. Waves of heated discussions.

Sangbei landed on the trumpet quickly.

Suddenly, among a bunch of posts like "Ye Shen in the susceptible period is almost A burst", "Who knows what happened this afternoon?", "Gu Yesheng's second-three guesses that he did not run away during the susceptible period", suddenly There is an extra title titled [Does anyone think I can give the Yegami group a new AO CP?’S post, and then, in the midst of the heated discussion, was completely buried in an instant.

Sang Bei stared at himself, a theme building that nobody cared about, and suddenly felt a trace of sadness.

Mingming Mumu likes Ye God so much, Ming Ming Ye Shen and Mu Mu have both been stuffed with sauce and stuffed with sauce, but why didn't they get the outside recognition?What a shame!

He silently glanced at a lively forum and was about to shut down. After a glance, he suddenly found a new reply.

I clicked in, and I saw the concise reply at a glance: I think this idea is particularly good. If the object is a sweet and soft cute, it would be even better.

Sang Bei's eyes lit up, and he felt a sense of finding a confidant inexplicably.

He glanced at the ID of the reply, and after clicking into the information bar, it was not difficult to judge from the incomplete information that it was a new account that had just been registered.

But he doesn't dislike any trumpet, after all, he is away from home, who can not have a few vests!

So Sangbei took out the terminal without hesitation and sent a social application to this account. Remarks: Sisters, do you have a new CP together!

The other party didn't know if it was busy. After a long while, the system message through the application was late.

Sangbei bowed his eyebrows with satisfaction and couldn't wait to send a message over: [Welcome to the new CP of the beautiful AO, sister, is there a favorite candidate for the night god AO love?If not, do you want to know about CP of Nightfall?

After a while, I received a message from the other party.

[Mu Xiulinshen: Good.

Although he was not taken away by the mecha support team for isolation, under Yusheng's repeated emphasis, Gu Yesheng still seldom stayed in the apartment for a whole susceptible period. After he walked out of the door again, there was nowhere. Go, just walk to the Yiyuanhui Building.

At this point in time, everyone is obviously training.

As the college superpower league approaches day by day, Lu Zexiu has once again upgraded everyone’s training plan. When Gu Yesheng arrived, he just saw everyone who had just finished a certain project lying on the ground. A look of life and death unknown.

As an assistant of the association, Yi Jiamu is sending water to the members.

He seemed to feel the sight falling on him, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Gu Yesheng with a faint smile, and he was taken aback.

Gu Yesheng raised his eyebrows slightly, raised the milk tea in his hand seductively, and beckoned to Yi Jiamu from a distance.

He stayed alone in the apartment for a few days. He didn't know why he felt very good when he saw the children. Seeing Yi Jiamu obediently walked up to him, he even smiled openly with the tearful mole at the corner of his eye. Right."

Yi Jiamu took it, and took a sip of it skillfully: "There are two more glasses."

"This cup doesn't count." Gu Yesheng leaned back lazily by the door, looking down at him, some pictures flashed through his mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be hidden. "This is a thank you. "

Yi Jiamu recalled how he was sweaty on the day of the susceptibility period, and accepted this statement without thinking: "That still owes me three cups."

Such fluttering words were like a hand, and he scratched Gu Yesheng's heart silently. Under the itch, he couldn't help drooping his eyelids, thinking not to mention that there were three cups, there were no three hundred cups. problem.

The other members of the Alien Society lay corpses on the ground for a long time, and only slowly came back to life one by one. As soon as they got up, they saw Gu Yesheng talking and laughing at the door holding Yi Jiamu.

They wanted to gather around and ask about the unsolved mystery of the school on the day of the susceptibility period. Lu Zexiu walked in with the information booklet and looked around with a stern expression: "The time is up, we can prepare for the next project."

There was a moment of silence around, and the group suddenly wailed: "President, it's dying!"

Lu Zexiu's tone still has no ups and downs: "This way, I can't bear it. It seems that I have not been used to this kind of intensity training. Maybe we have to consider continuing to add some other training content."

Everyone in the Alien Society looked solemnly: "...No, you have misunderstood the president, we will practice when we die!"

Lu Zexiu: "I am glad you have such a high level of consciousness."

Seeing that everyone was about to move on to the next exercise, Yi Jiamu picked up the form next to him again, glanced at Gu Yesheng's indifferent look, and asked, "Are you not going to train today?"

Gu Yesheng didn't even think about it, and answered simply, "No."

Lu Zexiu looked at him, "If you don't practice, what are you doing here."

"Of course, come and take a look..." Gu Yesheng smiled, and naturally took the milk tea bag from Yi Jiamu's hand, and lightly patted him on the head, "Little friend. Go, let me help you. Looking at the milk tea, I promise not to let others drink it secretly."

Yi Jiamu vaguely felt that there was something wrong with these words, but he didn't think too much, and nodded: "Trouble."

Seeing the well-behaved figure leaving, Lu Zexiu spoke again: "There are only you and me here. You mean, who wants to drink secretly?"

The smile in Gu Yesheng's eyes turned, and while Yi Jiamu was not paying attention, he gently took a small sip that was not easily noticeable: "Of course it was my guard who stole it."

"..." Lu Zexiu was silent for a moment in this brazen manner, felt the communicator vibrated twice, took out the received news, paused, and said, "Since you are not training, then follow Let me take a trip."

Gu Yesheng glanced at him: "Where?"

Lu Zexiu met his gaze: "I just received the news that Mr. Mayang has come to school."

The name fell through his ears, and Gu Yesheng held the milk tea with his fingertips and tightened slightly: "I will follow you."

After assisting in completing the next training project, Yi Jiamu didn't see Gu Yesheng again, and only saw half of the milk tea that he had drunk left alone at the window.

Xu Yi was sweaty all over, noticed Yi Jiamu's sight, wiped a circle around his neck with a towel, and explained: "Mr. Mei Ang has come to our school, and the president and some professors went to receive it together."

Yi Jiamu blinked: "Mr. Mayang?"

Xu Yi's movement of wiping sweat paused slightly, and said in surprise: "Don't you know him?"

"No impression." Yi Jiamu thought for a while, "but I'm familiar with it. I probably heard it somewhere."

"Such a big man, it’s not surprising to hear people mention it." Xu Yi smiled, "Anyway, the chairman just told you, we don’t have to wait for them. These days have been too hard, just tidy up and go back to rest. Right!"

Yi Jiamu: "Good senior."

He didn't have much curiosity about things that had nothing to do with him, so he followed the others and started to clean up the training room.

At this moment, I suddenly received a new newsletter: [I have arrived at your school, where, I want to see you.

Xu Yi was standing next to him, feeling that Yi Jiamu was suddenly stunned. He looked at this side suspiciously. He just saw the last four characters at a glance, and he couldn't help but pause slightly.

At this moment, Yi Jiamu suddenly raised his head and looked over, his eyes visibly brightened: "Senior, I have something to do, can I go first?"

"Huh?" Xu Yi was stunned for a moment before returning to his senses, "Ah, if you have anything to go, let us sort it out here, it's okay!"

Yi Jiamu smiled: "Thank you, senior!"

When he left, he did not forget to bring the milk tea from the window, because of the pleasant and delicate please, even the whole back seemed to be full of bright.

Zhuo Ming leaned in strangely: "Little assistant, why are you going there?"

Gong Yue said softly in her voice: "It seems to be very happy."

Xu Yi's gaze fell in the direction where Yi Jiamu was leaving. He couldn't help taking out the communicator. His fingertips stayed on Gu Yesheng's ID for a long time, thinking of the big person he was receiving, and closed the screen again.

He noticed the gossip sight around him, and he cleared his throat pretendingly: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

The author has something to say: Xu Yi: At this time, also [no] [can] [know] [dao]~!