Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

After discussing these matters, it was almost time, and the two of them went back to their rooms and changed into their regular clothes.

There is no need to meet Xu Boyang right now, Xu Jinchao can naturally match clothes according to his own aesthetic.

The temperature difference between day and night in the early autumn of the provincial capital is very large. It is still cold in the morning, but it has climbed to a slightly cooler temperature now, and I am afraid it will heat up again at noon.

Xu Jinchao quickly rummaged through the mostly dark clothes, and chose a green-gray long skirt with a light texture, flowing and flowing, and a beige knee-length trench coat.

She looked into the full-length mirror and confirmed that the color matching of this outfit was quite harmonious. Because she was afraid of delaying time, she simply put on lipstick and hurried out of the bedroom.

After a few steps to the top of the stairs, Omega was looking up.

Song Jiao was probably thinking about going back to school quickly, but she changed her clothes faster than Xu Jinchao.

Her undyed long hair was hastily braided over her shoulders, and she wore a plain white shirt with no complicated designs, tucked into high-waisted jeans, and a pair of sneakers.

This is an everyday outfit, not to mention an abominable loose custard coat, which blocks the most beautiful and moving curves of the girl's waist and hips.

But when she raised her plain white face, her beautiful face showed eager desire, so looking straight up from the bottom up, she was already a beauty that did not require any modification and was naturally created by the heavens and the earth.

After a moment of amazement, Xu Jinchao walked downstairs quickly.

The beautiful Omega is afraid of waiting impatiently, like a kitten looking forward to being fed and petted, looking up at people with a pair of watery and pitiful big eyes, who can bear this.

Song Jiao was indeed a little anxious. She was a bird already standing at the door of the golden wire cage. As long as the lock was opened, she could fly into the free sky.

She paced in place until she heard footsteps upstairs.

In Song Jiao's impression, Xu Jinchao was used to showing people in suits, and the color matching could not jump out of the big frame of black and white.

Coupled with all the despicable calculations and rough treatment imposed by Alpha, Xu Jinchao was always a dark and dark silhouette in Song Jiao's heart.

She never thought that Xu Jinchao would let out her long hair when she went out, give up cold and hard formal clothes, and suddenly burst into her field of vision with bright colors, bringing unparalleled shock and impact.

She just stared blankly at Xu Jinchao walking down the spiral staircase.

The folds of the grey-green long skirt flowed lightly under the hem, and the knee-length thin trench coat showed a warm off-white color. When the long curly black hair swayed from her cheeks, Song Jiao suddenly realized that Alpha had wiped the berry red lip gloss.

When Xu Jinchao approached, he noticed that Song Jiao was also carrying a canvas bag diagonally, which contained about textbooks, paper and pens, and the cloth bag was printed with cute sketch kittens playing and playing.

Still a big child, she sighed inwardly.

Xu Jinchao couldn't help showing a slight smile to Song Jiao, and quickly covered it up: "Let's go, I'll take you to school."

Song Jiao lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes were lowered, and followed her meekly.

The garage of the villa is in the backyard, and the most conspicuous gray-black Aston Martin in it is the original's current favorite, and it's only half a month since it arrived.

In addition, there is a Rolls-Royce, which is also very aggressive and domineering, and a relatively low-key Audi.

The original body has other cars in the Xu family's old house, but only because of the limited capacity of the small villa garage, three commonly used cars are parked at hand.

Xu Jinzao sat in the Audi cab, changed his high heels, and drove out the car, which was actually quite beautiful, but looked a little disgraced.

She waved to Song Jiao and motioned to get in the car.

Then, unsurprisingly, Song Jiao opened the back seat door.

Xu Jinchao knew that Omega was very defensive and resisted the original body, so he didn't take it seriously, but thought it was a little timid and cute.

In the rearview mirror, Song Jiao lowered her head to smooth out the folds of her coat, put her schoolbag on her lap, changed her mind for a moment, and put it back on her left hand.

Xu Jinchao looked at it interesting, the corners of his mouth rose, and he withdrew his eyes in time before Omega raised his head.

Biwan Villa is less than a 20-minute drive from Changnan University.

Xu Jinchao didn't talk to Song Jiao. Although she has the original memory of the road layout in the provincial capital, she still needs to concentrate more on identifying it.

Song Jiao sat quietly in the back seat, observing the road conditions for the first few minutes, but then her attention gradually shifted to Xu Jinchao.

From her angle, she could only see the outline of the other's white cheeks, but she could still tell that Alpha was driving intently.

Her trench coat was folded and set aside, her long hair was gathered in front of her chest, and a light green barrier was exposed between the hair strands on the back of her neck.

Xu Jinchao never liked to post this in the past. She would always let the Alpha pheromones spread out, show off recklessly, without caring about other people's feelings.

Song Jiao hated the choking tobacco and absinthe odor that lingered around her like a gangrene. It was a nightmare that dragged her into the abyss.

Alpha can't smell its own pheromone, but Song Jiao believes that even if she knows, she will only be proud of it. This is Alpha's natural absolute confidence. *

As an Omega, she also couldn't smell her own pheromone. *

A long time ago, not long after Song Jiao split, Xu Jinchao told her with an almost intoxicated look: You smell like peach, I like it very much.

Later, Song Jiao had countless times wishing that she was a Beta who had no taste at all, and would not attract Xu Jinchao's attention and likes, and perhaps the latter things would not have happened.

Her gaze moved an inch from the barrier, staring at the back collar of the long dress.

The scent of citrus and sea salt that I smelled on the back collar of my suit jacket yesterday seems to be still lingering on my nose. It is a wonderful fragrance that is gentle and romantic.

Like... like Xu Jinchao today.

Xu Jinchao turned to her and said, "It's here."

When Song Jiao came back to her senses, she realized that the car was parked on the side of the road. Looking through the front windshield, more than 100 meters ahead was the quaint gate of Changnan University.

I don't know if it was because she was suddenly awakened from a trance, her heart beat a little faster, she responded hastily, opened the door and got out of the car.

Xu Jinchao stopped her through the lowered car window: "Wait."

The wind was a bit strong outside, Song Jiao stopped and turned around. A few strands of loose hair on her forehead were blown messily, and her large coat was also stirring in the wind.

White shirt, jeans, her slender waist is both touching and pitiful.

But Xu Jinchao knew that Song Jiao would not be destroyed by the wind.

She shouted to Song Jiao, "I'll pick you up at night, don't run around."

Song Jiao didn't speak, but nodded obediently to her, turned and rushed to the campus.

Xu Jinchao looked at her running back, and suddenly thought of a light-colored orange cat. Isn't that faded creamy yellow the color of Song Jiao's coat!

When Song Jiao arrived in the classroom, there was still some time before she left the class, and there were a few students who arrived early.

After she entered the door, the original laughter stopped and turned into whispers.

"Why is Song Jiao here... She said she's on leave."

"Who knows."

Song Jiao looked calm, took a seat in the front row and sat down, taking out her textbook and pens from her bag.

The diamond ring on the ring finger of the left hand shone with a subtle light.

"I heard that she got married, it seems to be true."

"The one who came to school before?"

"Yes, an Alpha."

"Didn't Song Jiao say that it has nothing to do with that person?"

"Qin Shaoqian has been chasing her for a long time."

"Just grab it with both hands."

"Hehe, she looks beautiful."

"That's right, you can hang it."

Song Jiao opened the textbook and opened the notebook that she had used for most of the time.

Those students, both male and female, were originally speaking in a low voice, but the back of their tongues chewed up until they started to chatter.

"Of course, they are the flowers of the School of Economics and Management."

"Isn't it the school flower of Changnan University?"

"No matter what kind of flower it is, Qin Shaoqian is dizzy anyway."

"Really capable..."

Song Jiao turned around and looked at the group of people who were chatting with their heads diagonally behind.

They stopped talking.

There was a vague contempt in Omega's expression, she glanced over, and looked at everyone without showing weakness.

He clearly has a delicate and soft face, but his eyes are like sharp knives.

There was some kind of unstoppable, aggressive and dangerous look in her eyes that made everyone who she watched turned away.

Song Jiao raised her hand and put her index finger to her lips for a few seconds.

The classroom was silent.

She retracted her fingers and said softly, "Pay attention to keeping it."

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False Song Jiao: Weeping Cat Cat Head.jpg

The real Song Jiao: the lock-throated leopard.gif

The wall crack suggests that everyone Baidu "tears cat head hugs bear", the first picture of Jiugongge, feel the magic filter when looking at Jiaojiao today.

*This is the author's private setting, and the places marked with an asterisk in the future are basically all. In order not to affect the reading experience, the text with clearly defined settings will only be marked with asterisks, and will no longer emphasize the private nature of the words.