Pheromone dependence

34

Yu Lan called his family and said that it was raining too hard to stay at a classmate's house at night and go back tomorrow.

Then she followed Zhou Mian all the way into his bedroom.

The room was filled with a smell very similar to Zhou Mian's body, a faint fragrance that made people smell very comfortable.

Yu Lan glanced at Zhou Mian's bed, it was quite big, bigger than the double bed in the hotel.

When he sleeps against the corner of the wall, maybe after he falls asleep, he won't run towards Zhou Mian uncontrollably.

Yu Lan sat on the bed, looked up at Zhou Mian who was standing at the door.

"Aren't you coming up?"

Zhou Mian paused for a moment.

He originally planned to let Yulan sleep in his room, and then he went to sleep in other guest rooms.

The guest room at home has been vacant for a long time and is not very popular. It would be too cold to sleep alone at night.

But Yu Lan seems to... misunderstand the meaning.

And just stayed there.

Zhou Mian changed his mind, turned around and walked back to his side, and slowly responded, "Yes."

"Go to bed early."

Yu Lan has no habit of staying up late, and often skips self-study classes and goes back to the dormitory to sleep at night. He is not a modern night owl male high school student.

He is even a good sleeper, sleeping 24 hours a day is no problem.

Yu Lan yawned lazily, fell straight down, straightened her legs, and lay down on the soft bed——

As a result, he didn't pay attention for a while, and accidentally pressed the bone that was beaten in the morning, and immediately let out a soft grunt.

Zhou Mian turned to look at him when he heard this groaning sound: "What's wrong?"

Yu Lan held back the pain, and replied as if nothing had happened: "It's okay."

Zhou Mian was silent for a while, thinking of something, his pupils sank: "You were injured today too?"

Yu Lan: "No..."

Zhou Mian: "Where is the injury?"

Yu Lan opened her eyes and stared at him for a while.

Then he honestly pulled off his collar, exposing his right shoulder.

You can see half of his beautiful protruding butterfly bones, as well as the graceful lines of his shoulders and neck.

On the back near the shoulders, some blue blood spots floated up, the skin was flushed, and the bones were slightly bulging.

The injury was a little serious.

Zhou Mian pursed her lower lip, looked at the obvious bruise, and said in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me."

Yu Lan felt that Zhou Mian was a little angry.

He was a little nervous for no reason, and snorted a series: "I didn't feel any pain at the time, so I didn't take it seriously. It will be fine in two days. I usually stumble and stumble during training. It's more serious than this. This is nothing. of."

"I'm not afraid of pain," he said.

Zhou Mian was silent for a while, then asked softly, "Then why did you bandage my wound?"

Yu Lan felt that her throat was a little dry, she subconsciously licked her lips, and after a few seconds she said dryly, "I... I'm afraid you'll hurt..."

Even though Yu Lan didn't realize the reason why he did this, but he really couldn't bear to see Zhou Mian get hurt in any way.

After this sentence, neither of them spoke.

An indescribable atmosphere was silently enveloped in the bedroom, thick and sticky.

Yu Lan felt that his body began to feel uncontrollably crisp and numb again, and his heart was beating fast for no reason, as if something was faintly burning.

After a while, Zhou Mian broke the silence, and his voice sounded hoarse: "Don't move, I'll get the medicine."

Yu Lan's injury was in a very difficult position, on the left half of the shoulder blade. Either push up all the clothes and pile them up on the neck, or... you can only take off the clothes.

Since the first image was so stupid, Yu Lan took off her shirt directly.

He sat on the bed with his back to Zhou Mian.

The boy's waist and back were slender, his spine protruded slightly, his skin was white, soft and smooth, and there was a small red mole on his shoulder.

The two butterfly bones with beautiful outlines make people want to touch and caress gently with their fingers.

But Zhou Mian did nothing.

He picked up the topical anti-inflammatory ointment for bruises and rubbed it on the bruise little by little with his fingers.

Zhou Mian's movements were very light, and she couldn't feel any pain, instead she felt some other strange sensations.

Yu Lan's body trembled slightly, and her back straightened again.

It was inconvenient to put on clothes before the ointment was fully absorbed, Yu Lan turned around and asked a little nervously, "Are you angry?"

Seeing that Zhou Mian was silent, Yu Lan stretched out her hand and gently pulled the corner of his clothes, looked at him eagerly, and kept calling him: "Zhou Mian? Chairman Zhou?"

Zhou Mian lowered his eyes, no emotion or expression could be seen on his face.

Yu Lan swallowed her saliva, her heart seemed to be tightened by something, and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry, I will definitely tell you next time, I won't keep it from you...don't talk to me."

Zhou Mian was not angry.

He's just blaming himself.

Because of him, Yu Lan was hurt, but he didn't realize it yet.

Zhou Mian's Adam's apple slipped, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't get hurt next time."

Yu Lan nodded, making a promise to Zhou Mian—whether it can be fulfilled or not—is already an instinct, he raised three fingers: "I promise there will be no next time!"

Zhou Mian brought him a new pajamas, much softer than the shirt Yu Lan was wearing, and handed it to Yu Lan: "Wear this first at night."

"Don't press it down there when you sleep."

"..." Yu Lan originally wanted to face the wall and shrink herself there, but now she can only turn around and lie face to face with Zhou Mian.

Yu Lan didn't dare to stare at Zhou Mian at such a close distance for too long, it would make him unable to resist doing something.

He closed his eyes: "Then I'm going to sleep."

Zhou Mian's voice was low and soft: "Good night."

"Good night."

Yu Lan's sleep quality has always been very good, and Zhou Mian was always insomnia some time ago.

And now the "reason for insomnia" was lying beside him, with the refreshing smell of peach blossoms in his breath, and Yu Lan fell asleep within 5 minutes after closing her eyes.

Breathing gradually calmed down.

——However, what Yu Lan was most worried about an hour ago still happened.

After falling asleep for a while, he seemed to be drawn by some kind of breath, and began to lean towards Zhou Mian involuntarily.

Zhou Mian did not fall asleep.

He heard Yu Lan mumbling something vaguely, first his upper body curled up beside him, and then his whole body rubbed against his body.

Yu Lan's head rested heavily on Zhou Mian's neck, she rubbed against Zhou Mian's neck twice, and then wrapped her arms around her domineeringly.

Only then did he feel satisfied at last, and honestly stopped moving.

In the darkness, Zhou Mian raised his hand and gently touched his cheek.

Then she let Yu Lan hold herself in her arms like this, and closed her eyes.

Zhou Mian woke up first the next morning, and Yu Lan usually sleeps until eleven o'clock on Saturdays and Sundays. The last time it happened was accidental and exceptional.

Yu Lan still maintained the same posture as last night, her body curled up, and her whole body arched in Zhou Mian's arms.

Soft strands of hair were scattered on the side of Zhou Mian's neck.

The rain had stopped, the sun had risen above the eastern horizon, and it was a beautiful pale gold outside the window.

Zhou Mian quietly watched the young man lying beside him in the faint morning light.

When Yu Lan fell asleep, her facial features didn't look so sharp. Two rows of thick eyelashes fell under her eyes, her light red lips were slightly parted, and her eyebrows were even a little soft.

Zhou Mian gently took Yu Lan's hand off his body, without making a sound, got up and got out of bed.

Zhou Mian walked to the living room after washing, saw a tall and well-looking alpha standing by the window, and turned his head when he heard the voice.

Zhou Mian's footsteps paused: "Brother."

Zhou Ting glanced at his room and said, "I heard that you brought him back."

"You slept together at night?"

Zhou Mian knew that he had misunderstood, and explained: "We are not in that relationship."

After a pause, he whispered again: "He doesn't know yet."

Zhou Ting frowned and looked at Zhou Mian for a while, and said dissatisfied: "If you like someone, go after him. Our Zhou family doesn't engage in secret love."

The Zhou family's family background is quite superior, and it is one of the most wealthy families in Jiangjin City.

As the much-loved young master of the Zhou family, Zhou Mian has never lacked anything since he was a child. He has no desire for material things, and he can easily get what he wants.

...Only Yu Lan is different.

Zhou Mian was silent for a moment: "He is different."

Zhou Ting slightly raised his eyebrows: "Why, because he is an alpha?"

Zhou Mian shook his head.

After hesitating for a moment, he still told Zhou Ting the truth: "The pheromones of the two of us have a high degree of compatibility."

"He is willing to approach me because he is attracted by my pheromones. Alpha's instinct makes him unable to help himself."

Zhou Ting lived in the army for many years, and most of the soldiers he came into contact with were alphas, but he had heard of such things.

Fire and water are not incompatible between the two alphas.

Zhou Ting pondered for a moment: "You mean, he got close to you because he likes your pheromone?"

He knew that the relationship between the two of them was really stiff in the first year of high school, and it suddenly improved in the second year of high school.

Zhou Mian gently lowered her eyes: "Yes. But I don't want this."

"If it weren't for the pheromones, we wouldn't have any intersection."

"He wouldn't like me either."

Zhou Ting frowned.

Zhou Mian whispered, "The pheromone connection is the most fragile thing."

He still remembers what Yu Lan told him——

What Yu Lan wanted was his pheromone, not him.

Zhou Ting sat on the sofa and looked at him: "Then what are you going to do in the future? He is willing to go home with you and sleep on the same bed with you because of pheromones?"

Zhou Mian glanced at the closed bedroom door.

Perhaps Yu Lan liked him a little bit, but this "like" was based on pheromones.

The slightest crack will shake the ground.

"The pheromone of liking someone is different from liking someone."

"If Yu Lan doesn't understand, I will teach him to understand."

After a pause, Zhou Mian spoke again, with a slightly lower voice: "If he really doesn't like me, I don't want to use pheromones to tie him by my side."

He will allow Yu Lan to discern clearly what her feelings for him are.

Even if it takes a long time, it requires patience and restraint.

——Zhou Mian is also willing to do the same.