Lure Little Lime
On the first day of school, Ana Shen knocked Lu Jue's croissant away.
When the cream stained the other person's custom-made shirt, he smelled the strong fragrance of roses - the pressure of the top Alpha made his knees weak.
"New here?" Lu Jue pinched the back of his neck and chuckled, "You smell... Like an unripe little lime."
That night, Ana Shen had a high fever in the infirmary, but the rose pheromones wrapped around him gently.
The school doctor said: "It's strange that only a high degree of conformity can induce this kind of fever."
Ana Shen drowsily grabbed the hand that was feeding the medicine: "Cross... I'll apologize to you..."
Lu Jue's sigh came from the darkness: "Idiot, who wants you to pay for the croissant?"
Purpose: Destined attraction breaks class barriers