Pheromone dependence

32

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

You can't believe a single punctuation mark in Alpha Dog's words.

Originally said "just smell it", Yu Lan couldn't help biting Zhou Mian.

The tip of the fangs sank into the soft skin, and the rich smell of pheromones and the sweet taste of blood spread in the mouth instantly, making it intoxicating like a poppy.

Yu Lan let out a vague "uh" in her throat, and her body trembled slightly.

He closed his eyes and continued to bite.

He even injected a little bit of his own pheromone very boldly.

Alphas' instincts are hard to control—they subconsciously keep their favorite prey in their own territory, mark them with their own marks, and taint them with their own scent.

Yu Lan did the same.

Yu Lan put her "poke" on the body of her favorite person, and finally felt satisfied, and slowly let go.

He wasn't sure if Zhou Mian's gland had been bitten, but there were threads of blood oozing out of the skin.

A gust of cold wind blew over, carrying the chill of the night, Yu Lan realized what she had done just now, and her Adam's apple rolled.

He bit Zhou Mian's neck.

And almost...marked him.

Yu Lan didn't intend to do this...excessively, but when she smelled Zhou Mian's pheromone, she suddenly got a little overwhelmed and couldn't control it.

It may be that Zhou Mian has been too kind to him during this time, as if no matter what he does, he will not be blamed, so Yu Lan can't help but do some things that cross the boundary.

It’s over.

Yu Lan thought desperately.

Chairman Zhou will probably never let him "smell" again in his life.

Yu Lan pursed her lips, and looked at Zhou Mian cautiously like a brat who broke a vase at home.

Chairman Zhou's beautiful long eyebrows were slightly frowned, his eyes were hidden under his eyelashes, and the expression on his face could not tell whether he was angry or not.

Yu Lan carried on the good traditions of the past, and apologized first when indecisive, "I was wrong, and I will never dare to do it again next time."

Zhou Mian glanced at him.

Pausing for a moment, he said in a low voice, "You agreed not to bite me?"

Yu Lan scratched her face uncomfortably, and began to blame her.

"I can't hold back, you are too..."

So seductive.

Of course, he didn't say this in front of Zhou Mian, so Yu Lan refused to admit that she was not firm in her will, and every time she saw Zhou Mian, she felt like a ghost.

Zhou Mian seemed to smile.

There was a faint connivance in his tone, which seemed to be that no matter what he did, he would not be held accountable, "Let's not make an example."

Yu Lan's eyes lit up, her focus shifted—and next time?

Then he agreed faster than anyone else: "Okay!"

Definitely next time!

The big tail behind Yu Lan shook, pretending to be a gentleman: "Then shall we go back to the dormitory now?"

Zhou Mian glanced over: "Do you want to do other things?"

Yu Lan: "..."

I thought about it a little bit, but didn't dare.

And when he said it, he promised that he would be hung on the national flag at the school gate tonight.

Yu Lan rubbed her nose and said solemnly, "There's nothing else to do."

The corner of Zhou Mian's lips curved: "Then go back."

Ever since she got the disease of "I have to smell Zhou Mian pheromone", Yu Lan often can't sleep in the middle of the night for various reasons.

At first, it was because I wanted to smell his pheromone, but I couldn't ask for it.

But now "too full will overflow", not only smelling it, but also biting it, but can't help wanting more.

It would be great if Zhou Mian could stop him.

But instead of stopping, he even acquiesced in Yu Lan's "crossing the line" again and again.

Let Yu Lan involuntarily get closer to him, and then a little closer.

Yu Lan turned over on the bed, once again lamenting that this day may not be able to survive.

Because Yu Lan was participating in the city sports meeting during the holiday last week, and didn't go home on the weekend, at noon this Wednesday, Yu Lan's mother specially made some food that he likes to eat, and sent it to school for him in an insulated bucket.

As soon as the thermos was opened, a particularly delicious seafood smell rushed out.

The top layer is steamed sea cucumber and sweet and sour abalone, the second layer is scallop meat and sea oysters, and the bottom layer is full of oily prawns.

- The location is in the office of the President of the Student Union.

Yu Lan took out the seafood inside layer by layer, put it on the table, and said braggingly: "My mother's cooking is super delicious!"

Zhou Mian sat on the chair and watched him not move for a while.

Yu Lan handed him a bag: "Here are your disposable gloves."

Zhou Mian took the gloves and put them on a table instead.

He asked quietly, "Where did it come from?"

Without even thinking about it, Yu Lan replied fluently: "My mother just gave it to me."

Zhou Mian didn't speak, Yu Lan looked at him for two seconds, and suddenly realized something.

Their school does not allow parents to send things in through the school gate, and the school gate is not open on non-rest days, and students are like sitting in a prison.

Strictly speaking, this thermos was smuggled in through "improper" means.

The smile on Yu Lan's face gradually disappeared: "..."

After hanging out with Zhou Miansi for a long time, he kind of forgot what this person does.

——Sent the "stolen goods" under the noses of the disciplinary committee!

As soon as Yu Lan's throat rolled, the crayfish in his mouth suddenly lost its flavor. He glanced at Zhou Mian cautiously, feeling guilty and short of breath: "Chairman, you must not be willing to punish a caring classmate who shared delicious food with you." ,Right?"

After speaking, Yu Lan carefully handed him a sweet and sour abalone with the shell on. The soup was rich and golden in color, and it looked very good.

Small jiojio trying to take a bribe.

Zhou Mian didn't intend to punish him, but it was really interesting to see Yu Lan startled like some kind of small animal that was stealing food.

He pulled the corner of his lower lip: "Thank you."

Yu Lan glanced at his neck: "You're welcome, I'll take it as...compensation for you."

Anyway, he bit Zhou Mian's neck.

He's...responsible.

In the end, for some reason, when Zhou Mian heard this sentence, the smile on the corner of Zhou Mian's lips gradually disappeared.

Some dark emotions fell in his eyes.

After a moment, he whispered, "You can do this."

"There is no need to compensate for anything."

Yu Lan didn't quite understand his words, "Then you should eat more."

Sometimes Zhou Mian can't tell whether Yu Lan doesn't want to take advantage of him to "compensate" him, or just wants to be nice to him, so she finds a reason to approach him.

For Yu Lan, he never dared to be too sure.

Zhou Mian glanced at him in confusion, took the sweet and sour abalone he handed over, lowered her head slightly, and put it in her mouth.

Seeing that Chairman Zhou was finally willing to eat the food she gave, Yu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, dragged a chair, sat next to him, and put on gloves.

All seafood is properly cooked, rich and delicious, soft and tender, which is Yulan's favorite taste.

Zhou Mian ate very little, and most of it went into Yu Lan's stomach.

In the end, there was half a plate of braised prawns left.

Because the shrimp heads had some sharp spines, Yulan punctured the disposable gloves when peeling the shrimp, and his fingers became wet, so he simply took off the gloves and peeled them with his hands.

There was no food left on the plate that was eaten within 3 minutes.

Yu Lan narrowed her eyes contentedly, and announced, "I'm done eating!"

The last braised shrimp in oil was a bit spicy, and Yu Lan's lips were bright red with a nice luster.

Zhou Mian's eyes flicked across his lips indistinctly.

Ask him: "Will you wash your hands?"

Yu Lan nodded, cleaned up the trash, and went to the bathroom with Zhou Mian.

Yu Lan turned on the faucet and rubbed her fingers together.

"It's so annoying, I can't wash it off." He frowned.

Zhou Mian heard his words and looked down at him.

Some red shrimp fluid had slightly seeped into the crevices of the nails, but it couldn't be washed off at all just by sloppy washing.

Zhou Mian walked to Yu Lan's side, took his hand lightly, held it in the palm of his hand, lowered his eyes, and helped him wash carefully under the running water.

"..." Yu Lan froze on the spot and didn't move.

As a primary school chicken who has never been in a relationship, this level of intimacy is already... beyond the standard.

Yu Lan's brain seemed to stop moving all of a sudden, the parts all over her body were heating up uncontrollably, and stopped working with a "buzz", only the tactile sensation from her fingertips was infinitely magnified.

Zhou Mian washed his fingers one by one, and as the fingertips walked, the fingerprints of the two people interlaced and rubbed together, and the wet water added a more ambiguous color.

Yu Lan felt that his fingers and wrists were shaking slightly.

He wanted to say that there was no need for this, he could wash himself, but no sound came out of his throat.

"Okay." Zhou Mian put down Yu Lan's hand.

The ten fingertips became clean.

Yu Lan's hands hung down to her sides, and the fingers touched by him curled up slightly.

There is still a faint sense of electricity on it.

He lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you."

Zhou Mian didn't seem to notice his reaction, and talked about other things: "The mid-term exam on the weekend, I should not be in the office recently, if there is anything, please send me a message, or come to my class to find me."

Yu Lan didn't listen to anything, and responded subconsciously: "Oh, good."

After a pause, he said, "Then I'll go back to class first, and I'll put the thermos with you first, and I'll get it later in the evening."

Zhou Mian nodded.

Yu Lan didn't know how he walked back to the classroom.

When Xu Jiayan sat next to him, he saw his school bully deskmate staring at his fingers with black eyelashes straight in a daze.

Xu Jiayan looked at it curiously, feeling that his fingertips were a little red: "What's wrong with your fingers?"

Yu Lan immediately took it back: "It's okay."

Xu Jiayan: "I feel a little red? Is it an allergy?"

Yu Lan's tone became heavier: "No."

Xu Jiayan didn't care either. He opened the book that he was going to class for a while, and said bitterly: "Don't look for me for the project that takes more than 5 minutes of entertainment recently. The midterm exam will be in two days. My dad said that if I don't Getting into the top 20 in the class made me ready to receive the baptism of fatherly love."

Yu Lan looked confused: "...When is the midterm exam?"

Xu Jia said along the way: "This Saturday and Sunday, the exam will take two days."

Yu Lan didn't feel any disturbance in her heart: "Oh."

It has nothing to do with him anyway.

It's just the difference between the penultimate and the penultimate.

It doesn't seem to matter to Zhou Mian.

Anyway, he is the first in any test.

In the mid-term exam three days later, Yu Lan was assigned to the last exam room he was familiar with, with familiar faces and familiar people.

The last seat in the familiar last row.

The first test was Chinese. As soon as the bell rang, the test papers were handed out in a hurry.

In the whole exam, what Yu Lan wrote most fluently and quickly was his name and student number.

Yu Lan picked up the gel pen and finished the previous multiple choice questions as usual.

I don't want to do the following poetry appreciation, classical Chinese, and reading comprehension.

Then he turned to the last page and glanced at the composition.

His gaze paused slightly.

The title of the composition this time is "The most beautiful scenery in my eyes".

Yu Lan's gaze continued to sweep down:

"Presumably you must have seen the colorful spring, the scorching sun in the hot summer, the fiery red autumn, and the snowy winter. We live in a beautiful world, and there is always a scene in our eyes. There is always one place that makes your heart beat view."

Please write an essay of no less than 800 words on the topic of "The most beautiful scenery in my eyes". There is no limit to the style of writing.

Yu Lan didn't know what to think of, her Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Then the pen cap was opened again.

One word at a time, what was written on the composition paper.

……

"There are still 5 minutes to close the paper."

The invigilator said routinely: "Students who haven't finished, hurry up."

In fact, there is no need to remind, the students in this examination room are often the earliest to stop writing in all the examination rooms, and there is no trouble of not being able to answer the questions at all.

Basically all blank rolls.

Only Yu Lan was still writing.

After 5 minutes, the winding bell rang.

Yu Lan lowered her eyes, and wrote the last sentence stroke by stroke——

"He is the most beautiful and beautiful scenery I have ever seen."