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The pamphlet certainly has the answer.

Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia.

Two people are close to each other because they are fighting over a booklet.

The chaotic atmosphere exchanged air in the same space.

"If you want to see... I'll show you." Zhong Mingxue let go of her hands, leaned back, and folded her hands in front of her body. This was obviously a defensive posture.

But she was not defending Jing Qingxia, but defending her own shyness, not wanting it to be completely exposed from the ups and downs of her chest.

Jing Qingxia glanced at Zhong Mingxue again, but Zhong Mingxue stopped looking at her.

That Jing Qingxia opened the booklet openly, and read it from the beginning.

The booklet begins with some background information.

The first page explains why the pheromone tolerance training course is not open to the general public.

The main reason is that professional machines are too expensive for ordinary people to afford, and if these machines are in the hands of individual people, it may cause some unnecessary troubles.

But now the machine is about to be sent to hospitals as an adjuvant therapy, and it will also allow doctors to distribute simple training course materials to couples as a behavioral therapy.

So in the first lesson, the partner pheromone meal replacement was used.

companion.

Seeing this, Jing Qingxia already knew why Zhong Mingxue was embarrassed.

She accepted the doctor's advice from the beginning, which showed that she had substituted herself as a partner.

Jing Qingxia pursed her lips and read down a few pages, tightening her fingers slightly.

This is obviously a pheromone tolerance training course, and the focus should be on "tolerance".

But why looking at it, I always feel that its description is so similar to the "Double Cultivation" tutorial.

Through special interaction between partners, the purpose of training can be achieved, and the threshold of glandular nerve stimulation can be increased...

Jing Qingxia slowly put down the booklet, poked her forehead with her index finger, covering her reddish cheeks.

"Actually, if I drink lemon sparkling water by myself, I won't have so many fantasies."

Jing Qingxia chose to confess.

The confession was not thorough enough to make Zhong Mingxue purse her lips, she wanted to know the answer.

Asked in a low voice, "Then why is lemon syrup not available?"

Now it's Jing Qingxia's turn not to dare to look at Zhong Mingxue.

Guilty said: "It's not that I can't do it with lemon syrup, it's that you can't do it when I'm by my side..."

Zhong Mingxue didn't even need to look at Jing Qingxia to know that she didn't dare to look at herself, so she pursed her lips and laughed.

It can be regarded as getting the answer I like.

"So, it's most suitable for me to train you. Isn't it?" Zhong Mingxue used rhetorical questions again maliciously.

Jing Qingxia spun a lot of words in his mouth, and finally only uttered the word "yes".

Zhong Mingxue stood up and took out another red ribbon in her hand.

Jing Qingxia tensed up all over, leaned back, and sat on the back of the chair firmly.

"Do you want to cover your eyes again?"

"Don't cover your eyes. Bind your right hand. Bind you because alpha is attacking. Your glands are not yet mature. Advanced tolerance class may lead to loss of control. I have to think about my own safety." Zhong Mingxue disagreed. Look at her, it's already working.

Jing Qingxia just looked at Zhong Mingxue like this, bent over, her black hair was hanging down her hand, and the cool air she exhaled sprayed on the fine fluff.

All tiny changes are infinitely magnified in this slow movement.

Jing Qingxia is now troubled by her strong observation ability, she can't ignore anything.

Zhong Mingxue was right, she was an alpha, an aggressive alpha.

However, he is obviously a more aggressive alpha, but every time he trains, he is like a piece of fish on a chopping board.

And this Zhong Daozu was actually a blunt sword.

Do not!

It can't even be called a knife, she doesn't like cutting flesh at all, she just likes to tickle.

It was so itchy that not a single cell in the body was peaceful.

Just in the process of slowly binding her right hand, Jing Qingxia's toes shrunk in the cotton slippers, faster than the last time.

Even surviving the time of tying the ribbon is exhausting.

In the end, Jing Qingxia's right hand was symbolically tied to the chair.

Jing Qingxia took a deep breath, could this be Zhong Mingxue's protection for herself?

"In the end, it's my concentration that can protect you, right?" Jing Qingxia moved her right hand.

The ribbon is so loose that it seems like it can be pulled out by itself with a little effort.

"Even if the tie is tight, you can break free with your strength. This is equivalent to our gentleman's agreement."

Zhong Mingxue poked Jing Qingxia's hand with a smile.

Jing Qingxia almost subconsciously clamped her mischievous index finger with two fingers.

Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia.

Jing Qingxia was silent for a moment, doing a good job of psychological construction for herself, and then said: "Okay, I understand, gentlemen's agreement, I will hold back."

"Then I started?" Zhong Mingxue seemed to be giving Jing Qingxia the right to choose and time to prepare.

But this kind of choice and preparation time made her itch even more.

"Let's start." Jing Qingxia felt her throat dry again.

You should really change your mouth and ask for a glass of water first.

Oh no, forget it.

If she wanted water, Zhong Mingxue might give herself another cup of sweet lemon syrup.

In this state, it is not suitable to add anything related to lemons.

Neither does water.

No wine either.

Not even a little colder.

Jing Qingxia closed her eyes.

I don't know if it's a good thing for me not to cover my eyes at this time.

Zhong Mingxue just sat on the chair in front of her, which made her heart beat faster.

Countless itches are superimposed today.

Jing Qingxia almost felt that her training session was about to fail.

"Wait a minute." Jing Qingxia said.

Zhong Mingxue looked at her steadily.

The smell of iced limoncello had already risen in the air, and it was too late to take it back.

Obviously there are only two people sitting here.

Jing Qingxia's mind seemed to flash a lot of noisy images.

Like being in a bar.

In her previous life, she was also taken to a bar to have fun and relax, but she didn't drink.

She's not interested in the drinks in the bar, nor in the people in the bar.Neither men nor women interest her.

But if at that time, a girl in a light green dress appeared in front of him holding a glass of iced limoncello, maybe he would take a second look at her first.

Take another look.

Take another look.

Until the girl raised her eyes and looked at herself.

The girl might smile to herself.

Jing Qingxia will definitely not be able to resist asking at this moment: "What are you drinking? It looks delicious."

"Iced limoncello." The girl would reply in a cold and lazy voice.

Just like her, standing in an environment with mixed lights, pure and lustful.

Jing Qingxia will be interested in her.

Generate an interest in others that you have never had before.

Looking at Jing Qingxia's appearance, the girl might laugh: "Is this your first time in a bar?"

"Well, my friend brought me here, I don't like it very much."

"I don't like it either, but I suddenly want to come in today. Shall I buy you a drink?"

"No, I have money, so I can treat you!" Jing Qingxia wanted to show friendliness to the girl.

The girl smiled, without any objection, she let Jing Qingxia communicate with the bartender, and then ordered drinks.

After a moment.

The bartender handed out two glasses of the same wine.

"It seems a bit special? It's not just iced limoncello." After taking a sip, the girl showed surprise.

Jing Qingxia showed her face: "Added cinnamon, it seems that you like this taste."

"Well, I like the taste." The taste of iced cinnamon limoncello.

The girl smiled charmingly.

This smile is still charming in the messy lighting of the bar.

Jing Qingxia even felt that the glass of wine in the girl's hand was even better.

Or rather, she wanted to taste this girl, to hug her, to kiss her, to get to know her better.

This is desire, but also liking.

"Zhong Mingxue." Jing Qingxia called out the girl's name.

"Huh?" The girl's cold and lazy voice sounded again.

This time, the voice actually rang in my ears.

"Pause, pause...I, I..." Jing Qingxia sat on the chair and took a deep breath, trying to control the pheromone that had been floating out of the gland.

However, these pheromones are like kites that have broken free from the string, they will only go with the wind, regardless of the owner's wishes.

As for the wind?

The cinnamon has been fused with chilled limoncello.

This time it was the iced limoncello that came out with cinnamon on its own initiative.

The iced limoncello is like the wind, pulling the cinnamon away.

For a moment, it was like falling into the bartender's shaker, and the two were indistinguishable from each other with a slight shake.

Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Her situation is better than Jing Qingxia's, because Jing Qingxia still restrains pheromones.

But her face was also red.

Let the pheromone enter the seductive state actively, and she herself is also shy.

I even have some doubts, can this really help Jing Qingxia?

Maybe.

Zhong Mingxue's eyes fell on Jing Qingxia's hand that was tightly grasping on the armrest, with bulging veins, she was extremely patient.

Maybe not.

Zhong Mingxue stood up.

Jing Qingxia was taken aback, and looked at Zhong Mingxue.

The approach of the figure drives the pheromones to approach together, and the concentration of pheromones increases, Jing Qingxia swallows with difficulty.

Then she said hoarsely: "Zhong Mingxue."

"Huh?" Zhong Mingxue still deserved it like the wind.

She did it on purpose.

The concentration of pheromone she used was not high, but proper body movements and close distance were enough to cause a qualitative change.

Zhong Mingxue's hand wrapped Jing Qingxia's hand on the armrest.

Jing Qingxia's body tensed involuntarily.

She felt that there was something wrong with her body, and she had no resistance to Zhong Mingxue's every move.

Cinnamon ran out uncontrollably.

Not to mention the kite that broke its string just now.

Even a wired kite couldn't stand the howling wind and surrendered.

But although Jing Qingxia's pheromones were unrestrained, she herself gritted her teeth and kept awake.

Close your eyes and dare not look at Zhong Mingxue.

Zhong Mingxue raised her chin with her hand: "I didn't cover my eyes, but closed them, doesn't it seem right?"

Jing Qingxia slowly opened her eyes and subconsciously let out a light gasp.

Then he held his breath again.

Even if you can't smell Zhong Mingxue's scent, your glands can still feel the iced lemon wine, which feeds back to Jing Qingxia's mouth and nasal cavity.

She looked at Zhong Mingxue with aggrieved eyes, as if asking for something: "Zhong Mingxue."

"En." Zhong Mingxue didn't even use a questioning tone this time.

It was as if, no matter what request Jing Qingxia would make, she would agree.

Yes.

It's like she didn't refuse in the small equipment room.

I won't say no this time either.

Zhong Mingxue let go of Jing Qingxia's fingers.

The body is a meal.

Jing Qingxia's left hand reached out to her back uncontrollably, and hugged her.

Zhong Mingxue was caught off guard by Jing Qingxia and hugged her into her arms.

Jing Qingxia didn't do anything superfluous to the back of her neck, she just leaned her head on her shoulder, said half-suffocatedly: "Zhong Mingxue, let's stop here, I... I can't take it anymore. It’s not good if it causes you to induce a fever.”

Zhong Mingxue's mood was unclear, but after exhaling, she hummed.

Slowly put away the pheromones.

She was in no hurry to leave.

The pheromones are controlled to reduce the temptation. The intention is only to float in the air if there is nothing, playing a soothing effect.

The heat on Jing Qingxia's body gradually weakened, and the glands in the back of her neck also calmed down.

Only faint cinnamon and iced limoncello danced in the air.

But Jing Qingxia's hands were still locked on Zhong Mingxue's body.

Zhong Mingxue didn't struggle, but leaned forward, changed into a more comfortable position, and let her hug her like this.

After waiting for a while, Jing Qingxia slowly opened her eyes.

The hand on Zhong Mingxue's back also moved involuntarily.

Zhong Mingxue felt the subtle changes behind her, and said softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Being asked such a question, Jing Qingxia wanted to touch the back of her neck.

But the right hand is still clinging to the arm of the chair.

The left hand held Zhong Mingxue and did not want to let go.

She pursed her lips.

Just wanted to say something.

I felt a tingling in my right hand.

She leaned on Zhong Mingxue's shoulder and glanced slightly sideways.

Zhong Mingxue was slowly untying the red ribbon.

Just like when you tied it just now, slowly.

Slow enough that the subtle sound made by the friction of the red ribbon can also be clearly captured.

Jing Qingxia's ears were reddish because of the meaningless rubbing sound.

Zhong Mingxue looked at her ears turning red.

Can't help but reach out.

Jing Qingxia felt the cold touch on her ears, and was so startled that she exerted force on her hand.

Zhong Mingxue pressed her even tighter, and the strength on her feet couldn't support her, so she sat directly on Jing Qingxia's lap.

Jing Qingxia also tightened her legs, and led Zhong Mingxue to sit up straighter.

The posture of the two of them is awkward and comfortable.

A strange feeling spread.

But Jing Qingxia bit her bullet, she just didn't want to let go.

Instead, he touched the back of his neck with his released right hand.

The barrier stickers have long been unable to stick.

She simply tore it off.

The cinnamon rippled out, not much, and she controlled it.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and reported to Zhong Mingxuehui: "There seems to be nothing unusual."

"En." Zhong Mingxue responded first, then pursed her lips, before speaking after a while, "Then how long will you hold me?"

"..."

Jing Qingxia gradually loosened her strength.

The word "I'm sorry" came to my lips, but I couldn't say it.

Why should she apologize?

Because she hugged Zhong Mingxue on purpose.

But even if the word "sorry" is spoken, there is no apology.

Sorry, I was wrong, dare to do it next time.

Jing Qingxia didn't dare to look at Zhong Mingxue, so she turned her face sideways.

Zhong Mingxue didn't say anything, but slowly stood up from Jing Qingxia's lap, and then returned to her seat.

This time she didn't leave.

Even the lingering smell of iced limoncello in the air would not reveal anything.

She sat calmly and recorded information in her notebook.

Jing Qingxia glanced at her: "What did you remember?"

Zhong Mingxue didn't hide: "I remember your reaction this time."

"Oh..." Jing Qingxia curiously stepped forward to have a look.

I saw what Zhong Mingxue wrote.

The fact that the pheromone floated out without holding on for a second was written.

It's embarrassing.

But Zhong Mingxue still made a note that the pheromone was not offensive.

This is an advantage.

Then Zhong Mingxue wrote a sentence in the last position, replacing comfort with a hug, and hugged for a long time before the end, like a coquettish puppy.

"...Zhong Mingxue." Jing Qingxia couldn't help but speak.

Zhong Mingxue, you know I'm watching, right?

"Huh?" Zhong Mingxue answered naturally as always.

"..." Since Zhong Mingxue's reaction was too natural, the coquettish little dog Jing Qingxia really didn't know what tone to use to ask about it.

Can only give up.

"It's getting late, go back and rest!" Jing Qingxia finally said.

"Okay." Zhong Mingxue smiled, packed up her notebook and left.

She had no expression on her face, but she seemed in a good mood.

Why can you see that she is in a good mood?

Because today Zhong Mingxue's footsteps stepped out of the same frequency as usual, and at the same time, the state of her ankles subconsciously bouncing up, jumping and jumping, clearly expresses joy.

Jing Qingxia couldn't help laughing.

I also didn't expect that the ability to analyze human body movements that I used to use in missions would be used here.

……

The next few days passed in a regular and relaxed manner.

The evening pheromone tolerance training session was suspended.

Zhong Mingxue was also worried about her fever period, so she didn't ask Jing Qingxia to do additional "additional questions".

Until Friday night.

Weekends are the days when Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue are going to visit the winter vacation practical activities.

"The teacher who is in charge of accompanying you on the inspection this time seems to be the instructor who accompanied you to Nancheng last time. I have been to Nancheng with you and I am familiar with it. Don't be embarrassed if you have anything to do. You can ask her. She is a beta , many things are very convenient." Jing Guangyao casually mentioned it while eating.

"We know, Dad, you don't have to worry. If there is any inconvenience in life, it's good to go to ask for advice. Originally, the student union was sent to investigate every year to confirm that the winter vacation practice activities can be carried out smoothly." Jing Qingxia He didn't take it seriously, but instead comforted the restless Jing Guangyao.

Jing Guangyao exhaled.

I feel that when a child grows up, he can actually comfort others in turn, which is really amazing.

He raised his eyebrows at his wife.

Lin Chanjuan laughed along.

What she saw more was Jing Qingxia's reluctance to be seen as a child after she became an alpha.

Especially in front of his Omega.

Zhong Mingxue also took the initiative to report: "We have brought all the things we should prepare. Aunt Zhang helped us pack a lot of things. We will confirm again later."

Lin Chanjuan nodded deeply: "Xiaoxue's thoughts are more delicate, and help us see if Xia Xia is ready."

Although Jing Qingxia was somewhat dissatisfied, she did not refute.

After the meal, Zhong Mingxue came to Jing Qingxia's room.

Jing Qingxia was shocked: "You really want to check what I brought? I'm actually quite experienced, trust me."

"Refer to it and see if I have missed anything." Zhong Mingxue didn't know where she learned her way of speaking.

After speaking, Jing Qingxia felt comfortable.

It may also be that Zhong Mingxue's voice is naturally pleasant, as long as it is said by her, Jing Qingxia will feel comfortable.

"It's all here. You don't need to look at the change of clothes. Anyway, it's only for two days and one night. I put an extra thick coat just in case. If the weather in the mountains is not good, you should pay attention."

Jing Qingxia is indeed a very experienced person.

The tasks that you need to participate in in your previous life are very complicated. You have been to all kinds of places, and you have been to all kinds of harsh environments, so you have to prepare a lot.

She even put a simple tent and sleeping bag in the box.

If the living conditions in the mountains are really too difficult, it is also good to set up a tent in the room and sleep with a sleeping bag.

But Zhong Mingxue felt that there was no need to prepare for these: "I heard that the village has specially prepared a place to live for us, so we shouldn't need to bring them."

Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia's various props, even compressed biscuits, flashlights, small knives and ropes for survival in the wild were placed in the backpack in advance.

I don't know, I thought she was going to shoot some variety show about survival in the wild.

But combined with the previous speculation about Jing Qingxia's identity, so many strange things would appear, which seems to make sense.

Zhong Mingxue looked at the things in this place, but couldn't find anything to refer to.

She can't use it, and won't use it.

After a moment of silence, Zhong Mingxue asked: "You have prepared so many things, it seems that you don't need to prepare double copies, why don't you share some with me, and I will carry it for you?"

Jing Qingxia looked at Zhong Mingxue, thought for a while and took out the pink strawberry umbrella from her backpack: "Help me carry this."

Zhong Mingxue took the umbrella and couldn't help laughing: "How much do you dislike it?"

When I saw so many props just now, I saw at a glance that this umbrella seemed a bit out of place among many things.

"How could I dislike it? If I disliked it, I wouldn't take it with me. The weather in the mountains changes a lot. Prepare the umbrella first, and then I will leave it to you. It is a very important thing." Jing Qingxia said seriously. .

Zhong Mingxue also nodded, holding the umbrella in her hand, and at the same time found the right time to complain: "It's true, I even think that you have brought so many things, maybe only this umbrella will come in handy."

Jing Qingxia didn't care too much, those things that were there or not were prepared anyway.

"And this, a good thing to prevent getting lost, you also take it, the signal in the mountains is not good, if you get lost, I can find you." Jing Qingxia is holding a high-precision positioning device, and stuffed it into the clock Mingxue's hands.

Zhong Mingxue looked at it for a while, but did not refuse.

He just stood by the door and continued to watch as Jing Qingxia packed all her luggage, and stuffed a few inhibitors into the bag, some alpha and some Omega.

Zhong Mingxue's eyes flickered.

This behavior is quite subtle.

Let's say it's not intimacy.

But the febrile period itself is a relatively private topic, and even the corresponding inhibitors have been slipped into the category where close people can help prepare.

But let's say it's really an act of intimacy.

The two of them are clearly fiancée and wife. How can a fiancée prepare inhibitors? Isn't it more straightforward to mark them directly?

Intimate without marking.

Is Jing Qingxia going to raise me as a daughter?

Thinking of Zhong Mingxue holding the umbrella in her hand, she pursed her lips and walked away.

When she walked out of Jing Qingxia's room, her face and umbrella were the same color.

Jing Qingxia just packed her luggage and looked up.

Just smell the faint taste of iced limoncello in the air.

Jing Qingxia was puzzled for a moment.

I don't plan to take a pheromone tolerance training course tonight, so is Zhong Mingxue assigning her homework?

Think of endurance lessons.

Jing Qingxia pursed her lips and thought, the tolerance course has been going well during this period, the condition of the glands is getting better and better, and her ability to control pheromones is getting stronger and stronger.

There was a hint of joy in her heart.

Thus.

Perhaps the day of the official confession is near.

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