Pheromone Addiction ( Chinese Bl MTL Novel)

Chapter 11 - I will pay attention next time

Chapter 11  -  I will pay attention next time

　　Jiang Yan seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he didn't bother anymore and hung up the phone.

　　It has to be said that this was a very correct decision, because just after he hung up the phone, Lu Baiqian suddenly became angry and slammed the phone on the door panel. It bounced to the carpet beside it, and there were dense spider web-like marks on the screen.

　　Lu Baiqian closed his eyes, rubbed the mountain root vigorously with his right hand, and breathed heavily, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and the violent breath filled his chest, bringing lingering irritability and anger. Turning over the entire table exhausted his energy, and he had no time to think about Jiang Yan's feelings.

　　Today is Wednesday.

　　A few days ago, Lu Baiqian's mood was unreasonably irritable, bored during the day, but extraordinarily awake at night, unable to fall asleep. This kind of situation happened occasionally before, and was diagnosed as mild manic symptoms by the doctor.

　　He originally thought that he could endure it as usual, but this time the symptoms were stronger than ever. The line of defense that was already crumbling.

　　At that moment, Lu Baiqian was like a beast tamer who couldn't control the originally docile beast. Although he quickly restrained himself from doing more radical things, he "threw the document on the secretary who had nothing to do with this matter." "This incident itself had a huge impact on him.

　　He is losing control of his behavior.

　　Lu Baiqian tried his best to take deep breaths to calm himself down, but it didn't work. The manic emotion was tumbling in his heart like molten lava that was about to erupt, burning through his blood vessels, and flowing along the meridians to his limbs and bones. The blood all over his body It's getting hot, the feeling of wanting to destroy is really terrible, Lu Baiqian just wants to throw out all the things around him, so as to relieve the itching of claws scratching his heart and ants biting his bones, he is going crazy.

　　Clenching his five fingers tightly into a fist, Lu Baiqian gritted his teeth and endured, fine sweat dripped from his forehead, but it was only a moment before he slammed the desk hard and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Jing Feng!"

　　Jing Feng, who was anxiously waiting outside, hurried in when he heard the sound: "Boss Lu?"

　　"Go to H University."

　　The black Lincoln was speeding on the road. Fortunately, the morning rush hour had passed and the road was still smooth. The driver frightened and raised the speed to the highest speed. Lu Baiqian leaned on the backrest with his eyes closed, and put the leather seat on the armrest. Excessive traces were pinched.

　　It was 11:30 when we arrived at Dajiao Gate of H. The students finished the fourth class in the morning and were going to the cafeteria in groups of threes and twos. Xin Chen was still washing his brushes in the studio in order to avoid the flow of people.

　　"Hello?"

　　He was a little confused when he saw the caller ID, he shook his hands and picked up the phone, then opened his eyes wide: "Oh, oh, okay, I'm in the studio, let's go down!"

　　After all, he didn't have time to wash his hands and change his clothes, so he threw the paint-stained pen into the brush washer, quickly threw his schoolbag on his shoulder, and ran out with his legs up. He ran very fast, and the steps were going up in two steps Jumping down, the soles of the feet slipped a bit on the last level.