After reading the book, I just want salted fish

Chapter 67 The Ring and the Wedding Covenant

After this gathering, the relationship between Ma Qingyu and Xiang Zhuying has taken a step closer. Whether it is public or private, it is no problem for her to take the position of chairman, and the two of them feel relieved a lot.

At the beginning of January, the new year came, and the final exam of this semester was also coming. The lively atmosphere in the classroom had dropped a lot, and Che Xiayun went to class as usual.

The general still often skipped classes, took Ran Shan to play outside, or simply stayed out of bed.

After Ma Qingyu resigned, the focus of her life has also shifted to her studies, and she occasionally attends activities or meetings and doesn't come back until ten o'clock in the evening.

And when Che Xiayun thinks of the university environment, he can guess that with Ma Qingyu's personality and appearance, as long as she participates in social activities normally, there will be many alphas of men and women surrounding her to show love.

Suddenly unhappy.

On January 1th, when Ma Qingyu returned home, it was past ten o'clock in the evening again.

Che Xiayun nervously went up to her and hugged her, smelled it carefully, narrowed her eyes vigilantly, "Why do you smell like someone else?"

Ma Qingyu pulled her to sit on the bed, "It just happened to be a classmate who was susceptible. His pheromone control is much worse than yours. The whole building smells like that. It smells so bad."

Che Xiayun's expression relaxed, and there was a little show off in his tone, "Well, I'm still the best."

Ma Qingyu clinged to her for a while, and said softly, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Well," Che Xiayun pulled her and was reluctant to let go, "Call me anytime if you feel uncomfortable."

Ma Qingyu snorted a little, "I remember quite clearly~"

Che Xiayun bit her lower lip, "I'll accompany you to class tomorrow."

Ma Qingyu hugged her face and rubbed it a few times, "Aren't you going to class by yourself?"

Che Xiayun hugged her, "I don't want to go to class, and I can't learn anything useful, so I want to be with you."

Ma Qingyu is naturally willing, "Then you can go to school with me tomorrow, no need to get up early, class at ten o'clock."

Che Xiayun nodded, "Yes."

Ma Qingyu went to take a shower, while Che Xiayun was doing her nails outside.

Not long after the sound of the water stopped, Ma Qingyu came out wrapped in a bathrobe, her hair was wetly draped over her shoulders, and two patches of pink appeared on her cheeks.

She staggered towards Che Xiayun.

Che Xiayun hurriedly got up to support her, pressed her on the bed, went to get a towel and came out, "Why don't you wipe your hair?"

Ma Qingyu pushed her back onto the bed, "Mark me."

Cha Xiayun wrapped her hair with a towel and dried it, "Don't worry, wipe your hair first."

"Can't wait anymore," Ma Qingyu pressed her lips, exuding the fragrance of sweet lemon all over her body, her face was flushed, "It's uncomfortable."

Che Xiayun put the towel aside, hugged her, and moved to her neck, rubbing her lips against the side of her neck.

Ma Qingyu couldn't help rolling down her throat, "You smell really good."

Che Xiayun kissed her glands, itching in her heart, "Beautiful."

Ma Qingyu blushed even more, "You are so good, you can learn everything at once."

Especially that.

Che Xiayun suddenly heard the meaning behind her words, and blushed, "Stop talking."

"Just to say," Ma Qingyu took the opportunity to play a little temper, "You are very powerful, ingenious, and skilled..."

The words on her lips stopped abruptly.

Che Xiayun bit her gland, and the majestic alpha pheromone rushed in, as if it exploded in an instant, and the whole room was filled with the smell of kumquats.

Ma Qingyu's whole body was limp, unable to exert any strength, she leaned against Che Xiayun's arms.

The mark this time was much more proficient and domineering than the previous one, and the power of the pheromone was also stronger, causing all her defenses to collapse in an instant.

Che Xiayun hugged her to relax, "Is it better?"

Ma Qingyu responded in a low voice, leaning against her arms without moving a bit.

Che Xiayun glanced at her and closed her eyes, why didn't she respond?

Her heart skipped a beat, could it be that she didn't mark it?

Che Xiayun panicked instantly, hugged Ma Qingyu and put her on the bedside, and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong with you? Just tell me if you feel bad, and I'll call the doctor."

Ma Qingyu raised her eyelids, hooked her fingers, "Just hug me."

His voice lacked breath and looked weak.

Che Xiayun became even more anxious, looking for her mobile phone everywhere, "I asked Dr. Li to show you."

Ma Qingyu held her back, "Why did you call the doctor?"

Che Xiayun's eyes turned red, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't be in a hurry to mark you."

If Ma Qingyu didn't have the strength right now, he would jump up and give her a shudder, and then teach her, "Don't be nervous and worry all day long."

Che Xiayun found the phone and wanted to make a call, but was so anxious that he clicked several wrong apps.

Ma Qingyu took her mobile phone, "Don't call the doctor, I'm fine."

Che Xiayun stared at her and looked around carefully, "Aren't you uncomfortable?"

Ma Qingyu let her stare at her glands, "I just didn't have the energy just now, and I didn't want to move."

After confirming that the position of the mark was correct, Che Xiayun immediately hugged her tightly, "I was scared to death, I feel that you are different from usual, you are weaker, and you are afraid of making mistakes."

Ma Qingyu stroked her back, "It's okay, it's okay, nothing will go wrong, don't worry."

Che Xiayun was so afraid of losing her, especially since she was used to such a comfortable life, it was inevitable that she would think more.

Che Xiayun touched the end of Ma Qingyu's hair, but it was still wet, so he quickly took out the restraining stickers from the bedside table next to her and put them on for her, "Let me blow your hair for you."

Ma Qingyu sat up and turned her back to her, "It's probably because I haven't recovered for a long time this time, your pheromone is much more stable than before when it just split second. It's too domineering, and I can't get used to it all at once."

"Oh," Che Xiayun suddenly realized, "No wonder I feel like I've grown a little taller."

Speaking of growing taller, Ma Qingyu also had some headaches, why is she still growing.

It was 1.7 meters five before, but now it is estimated to be 1.7 meters eight.

And I have no chance to grow taller, still only 1.6 meters seven.

Che Xiayun looked at her, "There shouldn't be much room for length, it's quite tall."

Ma Qingyu nodded, "Well, I also think it's just right to be so tall."

Che Xiayun responded, and then quietly dried her hair.

The next morning, the alarm clock at nine o'clock had already rung three times, repeating every five minutes.

Che Xiayun reluctantly raised his hand to turn off the alarm clock, and checked the time, it was 9:16.

The ten o'clock class was over, and it was going to be too late, she sat up abruptly, picked up the nightgown from the floor and put it on casually, then shook Ma Qingyu, "I'm going to be late for class."

Ma Qingyu was sleepy, "Huh?"

Che Xiayun repeated, "I'm going to be late for class, get up quickly."

Ma Qingyu moved a bit, rubbed her waist, and frowned, "My waist is so sore."

Che Xiayun's expression was a little unnatural, "Otherwise, I'll go to the hospital for you, and you can rest at home."

Ma Qingyu barely supported herself and sat up, "It's easy to get lost if you haven't been to my school, so let me go with you."

Che Xiayun hesitated to speak, wanting to say that in her previous life, she had studied there for eight years for undergraduate, master, and doctoral degrees, and she had been to all kinds of corners and corners, and she was much more familiar with it than a freshman like her.

The two of them quickly washed up, changed their clothes, and went out without even applying lipstick. Aunt Xu saw the two of them in a hurry, and immediately asked them to carry the two breakfasts that had been prepared in the kitchen and eat them on the road.

Driver Zhang was still wondering why Che Xiayun got up so late, but he was relieved when he saw Ma Qingyu who got into the car afterwards.

Che Xiayun put away the breakfast Aunt Xu gave her, "Uncle Zhang, go to Beijing University."

Then he looked back at Ma Qingyu, "Which gate is the closest to your academy?"

Ma Qingyu replied, "North Second Gate."

Che Xiayun opened the breakfast box, took a steamed crystal shrimp dumpling and fed it to her mouth, "Open your mouth."

Ma Qingyu bit off half of it, and Che Xiayun ate the rest by himself.

Each person ate one box at a time, and then Che Xiayun opened another box, which contained a meat sandwich with a lot of meat filling, and when the lid of the box was opened, the aroma overflowed.

Che Xiayun handed the Roujiamo to Ma Qingyu's mouth, "You eat first."

Ma Qingyu shook his head, "I'm full."

Che Xiayun handed it a little more, "Taste a sip."

Ma Qingyu took a small bite, and there was a hole in the round meat bun.

Che Xiayun contentedly ate the opening she bit open.

After Ma Qingyu finished eating, she tidied her clothes and deliberately exposed the necklace.

——That was what she bought for Che Xiayun on New Year's Day, and the one she wore was a couple's style, with a silver chain and a golden cross ring lock.

At ten o'clock sharp, the two stepped on the bell and entered the classroom. Che Xiayun looked at the crowd scattered in the lecture theater, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Ma Qingyu pulled her straight to find a vacant seat in the back row and sat down, "This is a public class, meditation, it's not very important, we just sit in the back row."

Che Xiayun nodded, "Yes."

The teacher started to give a lecture, and many people turned their heads to look at Ma Qingyu.

Although she was often not in school before, many people knew her when she appeared.

Most of them met when she performed her talent at the orientation party.

At that time, several beauties in the college formed a team and danced a girl group dance. Ma Qingyu was the C. The video of that show is still circulating on the Internet.

Che Xiayun heard someone asking, "Did the two of them come in holding hands?"

"Who is that tall girl? Why have I never seen it before? Isn't it from our college?"

Not only peeps, but also candid shots.

Ma Qingyu sat there frankly, sometimes playing with his mobile phone, sometimes looking at PPT.

Che Xiayun touched her, a little heavy, "Tell me how many rivals I have in love, I'll make a mental preparation first."

Ma Qingyu blinked, "What kind of rival in love, there isn't any."

Che Xiayun scowled, "I heard it all."

Ma Qingyu wanted to tease her, "What did you hear?"

Che Xiayun was anxious, "They discussed it."

Ma Qingyu stared at her with his chin resting for a few seconds, "Can I pinch your face?"

Che Xiayun thought for a while, "Tell me after pinching?"

Ma Qingyu stretched out his hand and squeezed it, then rubbed it around again, "It feels so good."

Che Xiayun answered subconsciously, "You too."

Ma Qingyu didn't blush after speaking, she blushed herself.

Ma Qingyu took her hand secretly, "There should be no rival in love, I said I'm married, but they don't believe it."

Che Xiayun plucked up her courage, leaned over to kiss her, and said, "Let me believe it now."

Ma Qingyu tilted her head, "It's not enough."

Che Xiayun simply smashed the jar, hugged her and kissed her directly, the teacher on the stage couldn't help but look at them several times.

"It's not this, the teacher saw it," Ma Qingyu pushed her away, blushing, and said in a low voice, "There's still a ring missing."

Che Xiayun immediately understood what she meant, and looked down at her bare hands, feeling a little ashamed, "You still need a wedding."

Ma Qingyu held her hand tightly and interlocked his fingers, "You can give it to me together."

Che Xiayun nodded, "Yes."

After that day, someone posted a photo of Che Xiayun and Ma Qingyu on the school's confession wall forum and asked who Che Xiayun was.

Ma Qingyu went directly to the tuba and commented below, "My wife."

As soon as she took the initiative to admit it, all kinds of heartbreaking emo posts popped up, but most of them were blessings.

Someone also tried to pry Che Xia □□ corner, asking which college and grade Che Xiayun was from.

But no one asked what worked.

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Hypoxia: when will she be full