I Like Your Pheromones

After the final exam, the school gave everyone a winter vacation.

Duan Jiayan had already arrived at Haicheng on the day when the examination results came out.

Looking at the score sheet on the electronic file, Duan Jiayan was surprised and surprised. He got 462 in grade. The difficulty of the final exam was not small. He thought his ranking would decline, but he climbed a little further.

Fu Yuan was also surprised and pleased to see his achievements. In order to encourage him to make progress during this period of time, I accompanied him everywhere whenever I had time and bought a lot of favorite things for Duan Jiayan.

Fu Yuan saw that he often played games and simply changed his home computer to high configuration. Duan Jiayan was very satisfied when he knocked on the streamer and colorful mechanical keyboard.

On the second night of junior high school, Duan Jiayan felt his new computer in his room. Fu Yuanlai sent him food several times and asked him if he wanted to go out and watch TV or play cards with them.

Duan Jiayan was not used to staying here in Haicheng. He pretended to be busy playing games: "Mom, go out, I've got people in line - Hey! You see, my teammates urged me. I played games first."

Fu Yuan couldn't understand his game interface, but when she saw him typing the keyboard there, she seemed very busy. She had to leave first: "if you're bored alone, come out and play cards with us."

As she spoke, she looked at his dark look and felt uneasy: "don't play too long, remember to rest your eyes."

Duan Jiayan nodded.

When Fu Yuan left, Duan Jiayan put his finger down from the keyboard and stretched slowly.

It's usually a long time to get people in line during the Chinese New Year. He has been stuck in the queue interface for more than ten minutes.

Being bored, he suddenly felt a little soft.

A burst of familiar itching climbed up along the caudal vertebra. Duan Jiayan was stunned for a second. He just felt that his whole body was slowly getting hot.

Rao knew that his oestrus had always been irregular. At that moment, Duan Jiayan also felt that this time was a little too unlucky.

Come early or late, just in time for the new year

He quickly got up from his seat, walked two or three steps to the bedside table, and turned out his name.

At the same time, his arm tingled and his skin turned red. That is, when he was in a hurry, the game system showed that he was in line.

Duan Jiayan didn't have the strength to be sure. After the inhibitor went down, the originally uncomfortable upsurge gradually subsided. But the pain caused by stress disorder tends to become more and more intense.

Seeing that there were only a few seconds left, Duan Jiayan hesitated and didn't go in.

In his state, playing games is also cheating others. Duan Jiayan kicked off his slippers and fell on the bed. He covered himself with a quilt.

Just a quilt can't isolate alpha pheromones at all. He doesn't know how many alpha pheromones are nearby, but those strange pheromones get into his skin little by little, like thousands of fine needles stabbing him.

I don't know how long it has been. Duan Jiayan can't stand it anymore. He touched his mobile phone and found Lu Xingci in his contacts.

He wants to call Lu Xingci to divert his attention.

After dialing out, it didn't take long to answer.

Hearing his voice, Duan Jiayan was worried and whispered, "you pick it up so fast."

"Just after playing cards, you called." Lu Xingci teased him: "you don't usually live in the game and don't have time to talk to me."

Duan Jiayan silently bent his lips. He bit his lip and tried to ignore the pain: "it's not because I don't have much fun and can only play games."

He paused: "you have fun every day, don't you? Zhou Xingchen was still yelling out to sing in the group a few days ago. Did you go too?"

Recalling the day of new year's Eve, Duan Jiayan seemed to play games all night. Lu Xingci knew that he was there for the new year. He was probably not very comfortable.

He was a little distressed and changed the subject.

"Today, many relatives came to my family. My mother is short of people to play cards. Let me gather up a number." Lu Xing said, "I won a lot of money playing mahjong tonight."

Lu Xingci said a lot. It should not be a small amount.

"Show, brother Lu, you are the name of the gambling king." Duan Jiayan was not very comfortable, so he pulled his forehead. He rolled on the bed and asked casually, "do you take me with you when you get rich overnight?"

There answered softly, "buy you clothes."

"No," Duan Jiayan just wanted to joke. Unexpectedly, he was very serious. Duan Jiayan hurriedly said, "buy me a skin. I want kasha's new skin. I'll also take the lucky money to arrange an akali for you."

Maybe he had a strong accident and panic between his words. He clearly heard Lu Xingci smile.

After laughing, Lu Xingci didn't tangle with the previous topic, and his tone was slightly raised: "what are you doing?"

"I was playing games before." Duan Jiayan said, "then - er!"

He suddenly felt a pain on his back. Duan Jiayan couldn't help kicking his legs, and couldn't help shouting in his mouth.

Lu Xingci originally wanted to joke about whether he really planned to live in the game. Hearing this abnormal cry of pain, he restrained his teasing mind, and his tone showed a trace of urgency: "what's the matter?"

After a long time, he heard Duan Jiayan's answer.

Probably because of the pain, Duan Jiayan's voice trembled. Lu Xingci almost had the illusion that he was wronged.

"I'm in estrus, and I'm suffering from stress again..." Duan Jiayan breathed. He grabbed the sheet in pain: "I haven't been ill for a long time, and I still don't adapt."

Duan Jiayan looked at his situation carefully as he said. His body was as red as an allergy, growing slowly.

"How soon?"

"I don't know... It seems half an hour ago." Duan Jiayan spoke intermittently in pain.

He paused and then whispered, "you say, should I go to the hospital, but these days, the isolation room may not have a place."

He went to the hospital to visit he Yunshen. He was worried that he might have an accident during the new year. He specially asked the doctor if there was an Omega isolation room here. But because of the Chinese new year, the isolation rooms of major hospitals in Haicheng are full of people. If he wants to use the isolation room, he can only make an appointment next month.

Duan Jiayan seemed to say to himself, "if I don't sleep, I'll fall asleep... I shouldn't wake up from pain."

The more he spoke, the more uncomfortable he felt. He couldn't help clutching a corner of the quilt.

Lu Xingci saw that his voice was gradually weak and interrupted him: "stop talking and have a rest first."

Duan Jiayan answered.

Lu Xingci seemed to have said something, but Duan Jiayan's attention was attracted by the pain and didn't hear it clearly.

Like, "wait a minute"

But what should he do? Duan Jiayan vaguely recalled the contents of the call just now. His brain became more and more unclear and his thinking was intermittent.

He wanted to call Fu Yuan, but he didn't have the strength to make a sound.

He fainted in pain.

-

When Duan Jiayan was conscious, he felt a pair of arms around himself. He was hugged by another man.

He was so tall that he could hold him in his arms. The other party has a faint fragrance of grass and trees, which is pure like a handful of early winter snow.

It is not contaminated with the fragrance of desire at all. With the temperature that makes him like it, it soothes the pain of stress disorder for him.

Feeling familiar with the pheromone, Duan Jiayan opened his eyes almost unbelievably and saw the road star close at hand.

They lay on a bed, and the latter saw him wake up, and the lines of his brow slowly extended.

Duan Jiayan looked at his heroic and clean facial contour. His heart seemed to be injected with something soft, and his beating speed accelerated involuntarily.

"Why are you here?" Duan Jiayan looked around and found that he was still lying in his original bed. He couldn't help poking Lu Xingci's arm in doubt: "am I dreaming."

Lu Xingci didn't answer his question. He reached out to remove his scattered forehead and stared at him with low eyes: "does it still hurt?"

"It hurts a little, but it's much better than before." Duan Jiayan told the truth. The touch on his face let him know that everything in front of him was not fantasy. He really felt incredible and asked again, "Why are you so late?"

"Send me home."

"Driving won't be so fast." Duan Jiayan looked at the sky outside and determined that it was still dark: "it takes at least three or four hours to drive from Ningcheng to Haicheng."

Lu Xingci looked at him with curious eyes, his lip line was slightly straightened, and the tip of his tongue wiped the corner of his lips.

Finally, he confessed softly: "private plane."

Duan Jiayan was slightly stunned when he heard his answer.

He really didn't expect that Lu Xingci would come over in this way, but combined with his identity, he felt nothing strange.

After a long time, he smiled and gathered in front of Lu Xingci: "is it customary for your family to fly around when they go out?"

Lu Xingci bent his knuckles and knocked on his forehead intimately: "what do you think?"

"I haven't seen a private plane yet. I'm curious." As he spoke, he suddenly remembered his business.

Duan Jiayan gathered up his joking mind and straightened his face: "do you come here in the middle of the night, aunt?"

Without waiting for Lu Xingci to speak, he thought of Fu Yuan again: "my mother knows that she let you in at such a big night. I don't think she will let you squeeze a bed with me."

He threw out a series of questions without stopping.

Duan Jiayan was not particularly curious about these, but suddenly saw Lu Xingci. He thought it was impossible for someone to come to him, so he wanted to talk to him.

During Duan Jiayan's questioning, he unconsciously arched in Lu Xing's arms.

He really likes the taste of each other, such as sea water and forest, which has a calming power.

Lu Xing resigned and let him rub against himself. He originally hugged Duan Jiayan's hand behind his back and comforted him to slide down his back. Biqugetv TV launches comm.biqugetv. com

He looked at Duan Jiayan's dependence on himself, with gentle eyebrows and eyes: "I don't remember. You were already lying in the hospital when I came."

Duan Jiayan was slightly stunned.

He had no impression of what Lu Xingci said. One can imagine how thoroughly he fainted: "then you are..."

"I went to the hospital to explain to your mother and showed the doctor the matching degree report of Nanshan. Then they agreed to bring you back." Lu Xingci patiently answered him, "my mother knows I'm coming to Haicheng, and your mother knows I'm lying with you."

He said with a pointed smile: "I sleep here now. It's agreed by both parents. Don't worry."

Duan Jiayan heard him finish, oh.

He didn't quite understand how Lu Xingci handled all the things that worried him in such a limited time.

Lu Xingci listened to his indistinct voice. Oh, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked a little confused, amber eyes open, unconsciously showing a trace of attachment.

This natural and straightforward attachment can especially satisfy the desire for monopoly.

Rao is so. Time doesn't allow him to continue talking with Duan Jiayan. Lu Xingci pressed him into his arms: "it's almost three o'clock. Go to bed first. I'll answer you tomorrow if you have any questions."

Hearing the time, Duan Jiayan nodded.

He buried his head in his shoulder socket. Just after adjusting his position, he suddenly remembered something.

He kept the posture of burying on the other party's shoulder and said, "then I'm sleeping now. Will you leave tomorrow?"

Lu Xingci listened to him and touched his hair and soft head.

"I have to go tomorrow. My mother is very worried."

Duan Jiayan stiffened involuntarily.

He didn't want Lu Xingji to leave, but he couldn't continue to trouble others for the new year.

Why don't you get up tomorrow and ask for a temporary sign

He was thinking about it one by one. He hugged him and the boy continued, "but I'm worried about you. I can only take you away with me."

Hearing this, Duan Jiayan arched his head out and stared at him straight.

But Duan Jiayan was not sure about that. He asked him in a confirmatory way, "what are you talking about?"

"Come back with me," said Lu Xingci. Seeing his hesitation, his heart softened: "my mother also wants to see you."

He knew that Duan Jiayan's new year was not easy to play here. Just now, because of stress, he had the right reason to take him back.

Duan Jiayan really wanted to go with him, but when he thought of Lu Xingci's family background and looked forward to it, a trace of tension rarely appeared in his heart.

Duan Jiayan said half jokingly and half seriously, "then don't I want to see my parents? Although I'm so handsome, I can't guarantee that every parent likes me."

"Don't be poor," Lu Xingci smiled, "you haven't seen my mother."

Duan Jiayan didn't know whether he saw that he was nervous, but he had a natural attitude. Out of trust in him, Duan Jiayan felt that this thing was still very feasible.

Just after accepting the arrangement for tomorrow, he remembered another thing: "what about my mother? I haven't told her I have stress disorder. I fainted this time. She must have been scared to death by me."

"She's really scared to death by you. I told my aunt about it. She said she wanted to ask your opinion. If you agree, you'll go back to Ningcheng with me tomorrow." Lu Xingci said, shaved his face and gently criticized him: "how can you hide such an important thing from your mother?"

"I thought I could ask you for help." Duan Jiayan embarrassed to let him shave: "and she is usually busy with work and has many concerns. I guess I'll tell her that she will take me to your house to thank you."

"Almost," Lu Xingci recalled. Fu Yuan responded tonight: "aunt has been thanking."

Duan Jiayan felt a little ashamed when he heard this.

Knowing what he was thinking, Lu Xingci comforted, "she's just scared by you. Go to bed first and explain to her tomorrow."

"OK."

Duan Jiayan leaned aside a little after he answered.

He talked so much with Lu Xing tonight, but he almost forgot to talk about the most important thing.

"I haven't said thank you yet."

Lu Xingci raised his eyes. Some accidents, Duan Jiayan could still think of this.

A pair of white arms slowly cling to his shoulders.

Omega has a misty smell during estrus. As if he knew what he liked, Duan Jiayan licked his lips, leaned over and smiled at him:

"Thank you, brother."