Teacher..." Shan Zhen turned his head and saw clearly the person behind him who was supporting him.

Yan Luqin's arms wrapped around him from the back, holding him steady, the two of them were close at hand, their breaths entangled with each other.

The single pillow who survived the catastrophe blushed slightly, a little shy, and thanked in a low voice: "Thank you, Teacher Yan."

"What's the smell on you? Why is it so fragrant?" Yan Luqin asked abruptly.

Shan Zhen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care about his shyness. He hurriedly raised his arms left and right, sucked his nose and smelled it carefully, and shook his head innocently: "No! I am very clean."

Yan Luqin sniffed it carefully, but he didn't make a sound, nor did he take the initiative to loosen the single pillow.

Shan Zhen waited for a while, and found that Yan Luqin was still holding him, so he jumped off the sofa nimbly, landed firmly, and left Yan Luqin's arms.

Yan Luqin withdrew his hand, feeling inexplicably disappointed.

Shan Zhen lowered his head and smelled himself carefully, but found no peculiar smell on his body, looked at Yan Luqin, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Yan, what kind of fragrance do you smell?"

Yan Luqin: "...no smell."

Shan Zhen laughed twice: "...in this world, how can there be a fragrance without a taste?"

Yan Luqin was also taken aback, but at that moment just now, he really smelled it.

Very fragrant, very fragrant, and very comfortable.

The author has something to say: Shan Zhen: "Mr. Yan, you are so humorous. How can there be fragrance in this world without taste?"

Yan Luqin: "Yes, your pheromone smell."

A pheromone fit of 100% is the strongest, even if the Omega glands are injured, Alpha can still smell it!

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