After being forced to bind the pheromone with the old enemy

"And then?" Song Shiyi heated up a glass of milk and handed it to Jian Ning who had just returned from eating hot pot and was sitting on the sofa.

Jian Ning has already taken off her thick coat, and inside is an off-white fleece shirt.

He took the glass, but didn't drink it right away. After putting the glass on the tea table, he leaned forward slightly, exposed the top of his head to Song Shiyi, then brushed his hair with his hands and complained: "Then I was beaten by my brother." gone."

"Let me see, does it still hurt?" Song Shiyi smiled, stretched out his big hand and stroked the top of his hair gently, the head under his palm shook, it should mean that it doesn't hurt, the boy rubbed again and said , "It's okay, no bag."

Jian Ning raised her head angrily: "Can I pay back the package? Then I won't let him pay me 80 yuan for medical expenses!"

While talking, Song Shiyi sat beside him. Seeing this, Jian Ning also leaned on the sofa and put her feet on the boy's lap.

Seeing Song Shiyi looking over, Jian Ning said confidently, "It's too cold, please warm me up."

"Bring it here." The boy didn't refuse, and pointed to the blanket hanging on the handle of the sofa. After taking the blanket, he unfolded it, covered Jian Ning's knees to his feet, and wrapped his own knees in it. A series of actions were performed. After finishing, he seemed to be concerned and asked again, "What about your brother and Ye brother?"

"It just so happened that my brother and I had almost eaten, so we checked out together." Jian Ning lay back and leaned on the low handle of the sofa, "But the two of them kept silent, and I was so anxious, I just made an excuse to buy something. Milk tea, dragging Ye Ge, that college classmate, slipped away together."

However, the back was always being pressed against by the side cushion of the sofa, which was really uncomfortable. Jian Ning looked at it, and simply turned around on the sofa, put her legs on the handle of the sofa, and put her head on Song Shiyi's lap.

The unfamiliar Alpha pheromone floated to the tip of Song Shiyi's nose. Although it was only a very faint spot, probably from being caught on the bus, his mood still got worse uncontrollably.

"So you came back with his pheromone?" Song Shiyi half-jokingly said.

Jian Ning lay on his lap and looked up for a while, overjoyed: "Brother, doesn't your family really run a vinegar factory?"

Song Shiyi didn't answer, but pressed his fingers heavily between his brows.

"It hurts!" Jian Ning covered her forehead.

Song Shiyi: "Let you talk nonsense."

"That's not what you said first." Jian Ning yawned, and rubbed her head on his lap wearily, "I don't know how to make my brother and brother Ye reconcile."

He thought for a while and didn't have any ideas, so he simply pushed to the origin of the matter: "Actually, they should still like each other, because Aunt Ye had to separate. If Aunt Ye is gone... Bah, bah, bah!"

Halfway through the thought, he immediately stopped his thoughts: "How can you think of such an unlucky thing!"

Song Shiyi straightened his hair and let him talk to himself.

"I wish Aunt Ye get well soon and live a long and long life!" Jian Ning muttered to herself again.

He yawned twice more during the speech.

Song Shiyi suggested: "Do you want to sleep for a while? It's almost time for dinner when you get up."

Jian Ning was indeed a little confused, she nodded and rubbed against his palm twice before falling asleep.

Song Shiyi stroked the young man's hair for a while, his eyes were dark but dark, and strong emotions were rolling.

He was keenly aware that his emotions were not right, and briefly speculated that it was probably because the susceptibility period was approaching. After hearing what Jian Ning had said about Jian Xiao and Ye Yuan, he instinctively became restless and anxious.

Jian Ning is pure and enthusiastic, with a clear distinction between love and hate, and she has kind thoughts and good intentions for most people, just like a lamp, a bunch of torches, and a round of sun, always warming the people around her with her own strength.

Such a good person, Song Shiyi is very afraid that one day he will no longer belong to him. After college, he will have new friends, a new social circle, he will warm more people, and maybe even himself will no longer be right. His most important and special existence.

Even if there is no obstacle like Ye's mother between them, maybe they will slowly wear off their feelings, and then they will break up silently like Ye Yuan and Jian Xiao.

Song Shiyi closed his eyes and had difficulty breathing.

He knew that this was just his unreasonable speculation, but he couldn't control his thoughts at all.

Jian Ning slept for about an hour before waking up leisurely. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Shiyi looking down at himself. He teased, "You won't be watching me sleep all the time, will you?"

Song Shiyi said bluntly, "Yes."

"..." Jian Ning was choked for a moment, and had nothing to say, "What's so interesting about sleeping!"

Song Shiyi's eyes were calm, and he whispered: "I'm afraid you will run away."

"Where can I go?" Jian Ning smiled, "Has the air conditioner in my house been repaired?"

Song Shiyi: "Yes."

Jian Ning joked: "Then I really ran away."

"No." Knowing that he was joking, Song Shiyi subconsciously grabbed his wrist, "Don't run, or I'll tie you up."

Jian Ning sat up and leaned on the sofa cushion behind him, bent his legs and put them on Song Shiyi's thighs, and turned his face to himself with his hands: "Then where are you going to tie it?"

Song Shiyi glanced at the foot on his lap, pinched one ankle with his hand, and said softly: "If you want to run, tie your feet, and if you want to call for help, tie your hands again."

There was a hot, unignorable emotion in his eyes, which was in sharp contrast to his seemingly non-existent voice.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be a little strange because of his words. Jian Ning smiled a few times, then withdrew her smile and looked at him carefully, and leaned towards his lips to kiss him twice: "It's not impossible if you're happy."

Jian Ning lowered her voice again, and leaned into his ear: "Tie him up if you want, and you can do whatever you want after you're tied up."

The young man's tone was very soft, as if scratching an itch, which made Song Shiyi's ears tingle.

This almost suggestive words brightened Song Shiyi's heart a lot. His eyes were dim, but he seemed to be dormant, staring at the person in front of him.

Alpha's pheromone was like a ferocious beast coming out of the cage, with a strong aggressiveness, making Jian Ning shrink her neck instinctively.

Song Shiyi stretched out his hand to gently pinch Jian Ning's chin, and said, "Don't hide."

He kissed it.

This kiss was warm and fierce, and Song Shiyi was very strong, as if he wanted to learn something from Jian Ning.

At the end of the long kiss, Jian Ning's lips were flushed, he was panting, he was hugged by Song Shiyi on his lap at some point just now, at this moment he could clearly feel the boy's ready to go.

Of course, his own state is not very calm.

His outer pants were ripped off by Song Shiyi. He thought they were going to cosplay gourd baby again like before, but he didn't expect that this time Song Shiyi pulled his leg with his hand and changed his position.

Song Shiyi knelt in the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, while Jian Ning's legs straddled his side and couldn't get close together.

The boy was a little dazed at first, but he quickly realized that the blood on his face was hot, and he pushed Song Shiyi's hand with his hand: "Don't, don't, it's dirty!"

Seeing his reaction so fiercely, Song Shiyi felt a little funny, took his hand and kissed him twice: "I don't dislike it."

It was useless to obstruct, Jian Ning quickly felt a bit of coolness, and then he felt a hotter temperature, realized what it was, he whimpered twice and closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look.

But after losing sight, other senses become more sensitive.

Jian Ning couldn't help rubbing Song Shiyi's hair: "Eleventh..."

The boy responded with a hoarse voice, but there was nothing missing: "I am here."

Jian Ning grunted twice in his throat, couldn't help but look down, his eyelashes trembled violently twice, his eyes were red and moist, he looked up at the ceiling, and he didn't know whether to tighten the hand on Song Shiyi's head or not. push away.

In the corner of the living room, Tuan Tuan was banging against the cage desperately. It was supposed to be out of the cage to play at night, but today the owner seemed to have forgotten it, so he had to make a sound to remind the owner.

It took Jian Ning a while to realize what that voice was: "Eleven, Tuan Tuan..."

Song Shiyi raised his eyes, stretched out a hand and clasped his fingers tightly, bit him lightly as if teasing, and jokingly said, "Isn't Tuantuan in front of me?"

He had a smile in his voice and seemed to be in a good mood.

Jian Ning's sense of shame reached its peak when she was shouted in circles.

You shouldn't have called that mink Tuan Tuan!

Moreover, the sound made by the pet mink seemed to remind him that there were other living beings in the room. He curled up his toes in shame, tried to close his legs but was unable to do so.

Jian Ning was so excited that her scalp tingled, but she still regretted it.

Until Angloo was tired from hitting the cage, the corner of the living room became quiet, and the sound of the sofa disappeared.

Jian Ning's mind was blank. Although his whole body was weak, he still struggled to get up to get the tissue and handed it to Song Shiyi: "...you spit it out."

His voice is a little hoarse from overuse.

Song Shiyi smiled and didn't speak. He took the paper from Jian Ning and said after he was able to speak, "I'm going to brush my teeth."

"... Oh." Jian Ning stared at the place where he was still alive and well, feeling a little apprehensive, wouldn't he have to reciprocate later, right?

It's not that he doesn't want to, but Jian Ning is afraid of what to do if he really bites. He still remembers the time when the two of them kissed, and Song Shiyi was often touched by his teeth. Boys originally talked less, and even less in those days , Xie Sijing once wondered if Song Shiyi was in a bad mood because the two of them broke up.

Jian Ning put on his pants and sat on the sofa in a daze. Seeing Song Shiyi coming out of the bathroom, he quickly stood up and pointed to the sofa: "You, you sit."

His movements were stiff and a little trembling, Song Shiyi looked funny, but he still sat on the sofa, and watched Jian Ning standing beside him struggling.

The boy stretched out his hand and dragged him to the side: "Just use your hands."

Jian Ning was a little surprised: "I really don't want me...ah."

Song Shiyi pressed heavily on his lips with an unclear expression: "You will return it later."

The susceptibility period is approaching, and Song Shiyi doesn't dare to let Jian Ning do something too outrageous.

Jian Ning held back her shame and hummed, "I won't wait until the expiration date."

"Good." Song Shiyi moved to his lips and kissed him.

In the past, Song Shiyi could come out in about thirty to forty to ten minutes, but today Jian Ning turned his hands together, watching the clock in the living room go away for an hour, Song Shiyi's eldest brother was still in high spirits, and Jian Ning's two The palm of his hand was red, and he broke down a bit: "Why are you still not well?"

Song Shiyi took Jian Ning's hand and rubbed it, his eyes were a little red, and his breathing was a little messy when he spoke: "Tuantuan, hurry up."

Jian Ning's palms were a little itchy, she curled up subconsciously, and after thinking about it, she leaned into his ear and suggested: "Yes, how about I help you in another place?"

Song Shiyi looked at Jian Ning, waiting for him to continue.

Jian Ning whispered: "Can you use your legs?"

All the blood in Song Shiyi's body flowed to that place, his breathing became even more chaotic, and even the straight legs of the boy when he was changing clothes in his room appeared in front of his eyes.

His throat moved with difficulty: "Who told you?"

With Jian Ning's personality, it is impossible to learn these things without a teacher.

Seeing that he was a bit fierce, Jian Ning said honestly: "Jiang Jiajia recommended a few novels to me before, and I read one or two when I was bored..."

Song Shiyi laughed: "It seems that she thinks that I have assigned too little homework."

Jian Ning exposed Jiang Jiajia's guilty conscience, so he had to divert his attention: "Is it okay?"

Song Shiyi glanced at him lightly and shook his head.

"Why not?" Jian Ning didn't understand.

Song Shiyi's eyes looking at him were no longer calm, they were hot and fierce, like a beast staring at its prey.

"Because I can't help but push in."

His tone is ambiguous and serious. He is not joking or probing, but talking about something that will be discovered 100%.

As for where it goes, it is self-evident.

Jian Ning's face burned, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Then, your self-control is too poor."

"That depends on who the other party is." Song Shiyi said softly, "Because it's you, I can't control myself, and it's someone else..."

Hearing this, Jian Ning interrupted him angrily: "Change someone else, who do you want to change?"

Song Shiyi was frightened by Jian Ning's rare and fierce appearance, he was stunned for a moment and laughed: "There is no one else, only you, help me, Tuantuan."

He held Jane's hand.

……

The clock in the living room pointed to seven o'clock in the evening. Jian Ning came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, rushed into the kitchen aggressively, raised the hem of her clothes, twisted her upper body to reveal her white and thin waist, and asked, "Song Shiyi, how long has it been since you cut your nails? They were all caught by you!"

As soon as Song Shiyi took off his apron, he saw the young man coming in with a displeased face. He got a lot of money and naturally dared not argue: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to my hands at the time."

Jian Ning snorted: "I'll cut your nails, come out quickly."

Song Shiyi brought two dishes and one soup to the table before sitting on the sofa.

Jian Ning took a miniature nail scissors, Song Shiyi glanced at it and said, "That's for kneading."

The young man's tone was extremely fierce: "You deserve to use one with a pet mink."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1100:48:27~2020-08-1200:16:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Mo Yang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!