Boss, I want your pheromones

"what?"

Yu Hongxi lowered his head slightly, and repeated the question just now with some helplessness, before waiting for Qi Jiangran to answer, he continued softly: "Give me your hand."

There was still a thin layer of red in the eye sockets in front of him, the lips were slightly parted, and the little phantom, showing a bit of a youthful look, subconsciously raised his hand following his words, but he hesitated after reaching halfway.

"...Actually, I already stored enough pheromones last night, and there is no problem at all if I persist for another two or three days."

Qi Jiangran looked at Yu Hongxi's well-articulated hands, and for some reason remembered the gentleness of those hands preparing cat food for him and grooming him, and suddenly became a little timid, and the hands that were stretched out in the air stopped so abruptly , drooping the heavy shackles, at a loss.

The warm and dry palm took the initiative to hold his hand, but it was loosely looped, and a key was inserted into the lockhole of the handcuffs. After a soft "beep", the shackles were opened, with a "click" fell to the ground.

The restraint on his hands was loosened in an instant, and the pheromones in his body gradually began to surge again.

It's just that there are still two red marks on the wrist, which are particularly eye-catching on the milky white skin.

Qi Jiangran let Yu Hongxi hold his hand in a daze. He still hadn't forgotten the comments made by those who answered his question on the interstellar network, half surprised and half stunned: "You...you how?"

"I'm sorry, I suddenly learned of your identity yesterday, my judgment may be too arbitrary."

Yu Hongxi's black eyes were focused on the two red marks, and his thumb lightly stroked them.

"If you're really as aggressive as you think in Interstellar, these days, you can turn into a stronger creature and kill me easily at any time."

Bo Yu stroked the marks left by the shackles, and it was painful and sore, Qi Jiangran couldn't help but trembled, but didn't take back his hand.

"I'll bring you the ointment in a moment."

Qi Jiangran's heart seemed to be filled with countless kittens, and his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't utter a single word except for nodding his head.

He seemed to be happy, after all, Yu Hongxi had already uncuffed him, if he wanted to, he could escape immediately while Yu Hongxi was not at home.

Escape to some remote small town, and you can always find food.It is always better to go to a place like a prison. Although there is food and drink, there is no freedom and no friends...

He really thought so.

The young man's black hair was not taken care of, with a bunch of sticks sticking up in the east and west. His milky white face was originally handsome, but when it was dyed with a layer of crimson, it looked even more delicate.

Already thinking about the escape plan in his mind, Qi Jiangran pretended to be calm, and a surprised and joyful smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Thank you."

An ointment was put on his hand, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to use it. Yu Hongxi glanced at his watch, but he was not in a hurry to leave, and explained to him how to use the ointment very carefully.

"I see, you still have meetings...I'll take care of myself."

The young man in the dark blue military uniform in front of him turned around. The folds of the military uniform between the belts were meticulously trimmed, but there were still a few thin white hairs stuck to the back, which seemed to smell of lemon.

Oddly enough, Qi Jiangran felt that his legs were firmly nailed in place as if they had been injected with lead. He opened his mouth and asked a question almost inaudibly.

"Yu Hongxi, you...will definitely send me to the asylum, right?"

The young man who had already reached the gate didn't pause in his steps. He probably didn't hear his words at all, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

As if all his strength was drained in an instant, Qi Jiangran's tense body suddenly became slumped, his back leaned against the door frame, and his last question was still echoing in his mind.

He reacted belatedly, he didn't want to ask Yu Hongxi, he just wanted to strengthen his idea of ​​​​running away.

He didn't know how long he had been leaning on the door frame in a daze, his tea-brown pupils stared blankly at the front, and the corners of his eyes began to feel sore and astringent again. When a little bit of warm moisture hit the back of his hand, Qi Jiang ran Only then came back to his senses and immediately ran to the bathroom.

Turn on the faucet and quickly wash off the tears on your face with clean water.By the way, he closed his eyes, forcing back the tears that were too late to flow from his pupils.

There's nothing to cry about, look, Yu Hongxi seemed to like "Ran Ran" so much before, but now he knows that it's just your phantom kitten, didn't he immediately decide to send you away without even shedding a tear.

At best, he is just a person who provides you with food and shelter. It is as big as the whole interstellar. When you go to other cities, at worst, you can transform into a little puppet cat, a puppy, or a little fox. There must be more people I am willing to take you in and treat you well, what are you crying about?

Turning off the faucet angrily, twisting his wrist like this, the soreness on his wrist made him remember the strangle marks on his hand, and the ointment he threw aside.

Since they are all going to leave, the ointment given away for nothing will not be taken for nothing.

He grabbed the ointment thrown by the sink, looked at the exquisite packaging of the ointment, and a bunch of unintelligible English characters, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "How can even a small ointment for reducing swelling be made in this era?" It has to be fancy, with safety locks..."

If Yu Hongxi hadn't told him in detail how to open this thing, he might not even know how to——

The safety lock was gently unscrewed by the young man, and just as the cover was unscrewed a little, a familiar cold and astringent smell instantly poured into his nostrils.

This cool and cold smell is the smell of Yu Hongxi's pheromone!

Qi Jiangran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously screwed back the cap. The high concentration of pheromone lingering in the nose seemed so unreal in the slightly cold air.

But it reminded him clearly and bluntly that it was Yu Hongxi's pheromone, and the taste of pheromone was different for everyone in the universe, and the cold mint flavor was the only one.

The so-called "ointment" contained no swelling medicine at all, but compressed high-concentration pheromones!

After a brief difference, a chill ran up Qi Jiangran's spine, and was quickly dissipated by the surprise and warmth in his heart.

The young boy held the small tube of pheromone firmly with his white knuckles, cursed inwardly, and raised his hand to rub his eyes.

Yu Hongxi probably guessed that he would run away the moment he decided to uncuff him.

Qi Jiangran washed his face and hands, walked slowly to the bed, and sat down.

The red mark on his wrist felt numb for some reason, reminding him of the feeling of his slender fingers gently rubbing the mark just now.

Yu Hongxi knew that he would run, but what he was given was not a gun, but a tube of pheromone enough for him to run to the ends of the world.

Is it the person who has been with him day and night for so long... After all, I have not treated him well these days.

Or in other words, can he imagine a little extravagantly.

Yu Hongxi was reluctant to send him to the shelter, but he was also afraid that if he ran away, he would hurt innocent people due to lack of food.

So leaving him a tube of pheromone is the best choice for each other and others.

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