Chapter 25 Are You Awake?

Honestly, the feeling of being bitten on the back of the neck is strange, even a little subtle.

Faced with Jiang Ling's random biting like a dog, the warm and stinging sensation on the back of his neck made Chen Luan's hair stand on end.

Chen Luan subconsciously raised his elbow and used his strength to knock Jiang Ling over, kicking her to the carpet. He then pulled his other arm out of Jiang Xun's hand and turned on the switch on the bedside.

There was a soft "pop" sound.

The lights in the room suddenly came on.

Even Chen Luan himself was dazzled by the sudden lighting of the ceiling light, and had to cover his brows with his hands and half-close his eyes.

Jiang Ling, lying on the ground, still had a dazed look on his face from being suddenly kicked to the ground, and behind his ears was a burning sensation spreading from the glands.

The images in front of him were all shaking with messy double images. Not far away were Chen Luan's glowing white ankles and calves stepping on the soft dark gray carpet.

All I could hear was my own heavy breathing, mixed with the sharp tinnitus caused by the backlash of pheromones.

just……

What did he do?

Jiang Ling shook his head vigorously and raised his hand to cover the back of his neck which was throbbing with pain.

Fragmented and incoherent images flashed before his eyes frame by frame.

In the middle of the night, he and Jiang Xun were both awakened by the surging pheromones. Half-conscious, he instinctively searched for the scent that had previously made him feel somewhat at ease.

Then what?

He found the source of the smell, but it was far from enough.

He couldn't find...

Like a thirsty traveler walking in the desert, there is a blazing fire burning him and urging him on.

And he couldn't find a drop of water.

He was going crazy with anxiety.

The fire would burn his reason, his thinking, and his perception into ashes.

The only thing left in his mind was a crazy thought that roared into a black tornado:

Tag him...

Tag him.

Tag him!

Tag...who?

In a dazed trance, he saw the pair of glowing white legs appear in front of him.

His hot jaw was lifted up by two slightly cool fingers, and Jiang Ling saw a pair of clear glass-gray eyes.

The eyes were half-closed, still showing the laziness of just waking up.

The owner of the eyes looked at him, pressed his fingers on the corner of Jiang Ling's mouth and gently lifted it up, revealing the latter's somewhat sharp canine teeth.

"Hey, you've got fangs?" A violin-like voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, penetrated his eardrums, stoking his increasingly rapid heartbeat. "No wonder the bite hurts so much. Hiss—you little bastard, you're really vicious. Hey, Jiang Ling, do you still recognize who I am?"

But Jiang Ling couldn't hear anything.

All he could see were Chen Luan's soft lips opening and closing, and the tip of his tongue occasionally flashing when he spoke.

So he raised his hand, grabbed the wrist on the lower jaw, clasped it tightly, and pulled—

The heat source in front of him was pulled so hard that his center of gravity was unstable and he fell towards Jiang Ling.

In a trance, Jiang Ling smelled the fresh scent of mist and moss in the deep forest at dawn, with the fragrance of moist grass.

His throbbing glands were calmed almost instantly, and the annoying sharp buzzing sound in his head stopped abruptly.

It was like a sudden burst of cool rain in a dark and sultry afternoon in summer, or like a clear stream rushing out of a dry desert, bringing refreshing wind and drizzle.

But in the next second, the smell disappeared without a trace.

The thirsty traveler had just tasted a few drops of sweet dew on his tongue when the clouds that brought the rain and dew immediately dissipated.

This would drive a traveler crazy more than never having any water at all.

Jiang Ling felt like he was almost having a withdrawal reaction, and the intense restlessness was about to burn away his remaining sanity.

He suppressed the cloud's struggles with all his strength, holding its wrist and pressing it down above his head.

He leaned forward eagerly, searching for the smell again, feeling as if he were going crazy.

Another bite...

Just one bite...

Just one bite——

"Bang--"

Jiang Ling suddenly felt a dull pain in his abdomen, and he felt like he was knocked down and over. He was dizzy and had no time to get up before his head was pressed down on the soft carpet by the back of his neck.

The voice touched the top of his head and flowed coolly into his ears:

"Look carefully, Jiang Ling, I am your brother."

Chen Luan shook his wrist which had been pinched red, and pinned the crazy little bastard down with his knee. He had the urge to throw the kid into the refrigerator to sober him up.

Although he knew that the pheromone backlash would cause the alpha to lose consciousness, have difficulty controlling his emotions, and be prone to doing irrational things, but going crazy also requires a target, right?

Who did this little bastard Jiang Ling mistake him for in his half-awake state?

Falling in love too early?

Chen Luan grabbed the blanket from the sofa, rolled Jiang Ling up like a dumpling, and threw him on the sofa, intending to let him calm down on his own.

But before she could turn around, Jiang Xun hugged her from behind again.

He was dragged and thrown into the bedding.

Jiang Xun held his wrist and hugged him from behind.

Chen Luan froze.

Can't it?

Not only are you all going crazy, but you also want to pick on me alone?

Didn’t I save the world in my previous life?

Fortunately, Jiang Xun is not as crazy as that little bastard Jiang Ling.

He simply pressed his hot cheek against the skin of his neck and didn't make any other unusual movements.

"……elder brother."

Chen Luan heard Jiang Xun's weak voice.

"I feel so uncomfortable, let me hold you for a while, brother, just for a while."

The voice was intermittent and filled with begging, mixed with messy and heavy breathing.

"Your body is cool, I will feel much more comfortable hugging you..."

Chen Luan: ...

Fortunately, at least Jiang Xun still recognized who he was.

Much better than Jiang Ling, that little bastard who completely lost his mind and mistook someone for someone else.

Ha ha.

Chen Luan didn't know yet that Jiang Xun was on the verge of losing his sanity and was about to go crazy.

The hot flashes from the pheromone uprising burned him, and the smell of Jiang Ling's pheromones on Chen Luan's body was even more provocative to him.

The fine and dense darkness slowly formed into a black net, winding and flowing in his body, surging and trying to cover Chen Luan.

The bright red bite mark below Chen Luan's cervical vertebra was right in front of him.

The scent of Jiang Ling continued to emanate from there.

Jiang Xun held Chen Luan's wrist, rubbing his fingertips on the metal watchband, tightening it until the joints began to turn slightly white.

The monster in the palm of the hand snaked out, bit Chen Luan's pulse, and tried to drill into his heartbeat.

What an unpleasant smell...

Makes people want

Cover it,

Bite it,

Chew it up,

Finally, swallow it with bone and blood!

He wanted to see Chen Luanwulinlin's eyes,

I heard Chen Luan's hoarse voice,

I could smell the scarlet scent of the darkness where there was no sunlight.

He will trap him in a dark place where no one can find him.

Dye the gray with water color, with fog marks, and finally with crimson.

He wanted those beautiful eyes to look at him,

I can only look at him.

But he couldn't scare him yet.

Don't scare him yet.

Jiang Xun closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the evil spirit in his heart.

In a trance, he smelled that familiar, reassuring smell of tranquility again.

It is the moist rain fog in the mountains and forests, the moss by the stream, and the swaying branches in the dense forest.

The restless emotions were soothed as if they had been thrown into a refreshing cloud.

But when he greedily wanted to take more.

The smell disappeared again.

It was as if it was just his illusion.

But Jiang Xun knew very clearly that it was not an illusion.

That was the smell he had smelled before, a unique smell that belonged to Chen Luan.

But the smell only flashed faintly for a moment and then disappeared.

Jiang Xun felt that his pheromones suddenly leaked a hole that could never be filled, and dark branches began to snake out of the hole again.

...going crazy.

Jiang Xun bit the collar of Chen Luan's neck tightly, using all his sanity to restrain himself from biting the scar left by Jiang Ling.

He just used his fingertips to feel Chen Luan's pulse beating again and again, and listened to his own chaotic heartbeat.

Use your own pheromones to cover it, entangle it, cover it, and encircle it.

Once,

Once

Again.

Until it is completely replaced by your own taste, and there is nothing else.

As if he noticed that the smell he left behind was being covered and cleared away bit by bit by his twin brother, Jiang Ling, who had been somewhat sober, was provoked again and his hair stood on end. The pain on the back of his neck began to throb randomly again, and waves of heat invaded him.

He tore off the blanket from his body indiscriminately, and the scene before his eyes overlapped and reconstructed into fragmented light and shadow.

A reassuring smell that appeared faintly in the distance and then quickly disappeared attracted him.

But at the same time, there was a disgusting smell lingering and trying to take over it.

Don't touch him...

Don't touch him!

Give it back to me.

Give it back to me!

The pheromone frenzy that Jiang Ling set off tore away the scent of Jiang Xun from Chen Luan's body.

The consequence of this action was that the string of reason in Jiang Xun's mind was stimulated.

Finally it broke under the heavy load.

While Chen Luan was still wondering what this little bastard Jiang Ling was going to do, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Chen Luan opened his eyes wide when he realized that Jiang Xun was also biting him. He subconsciously wanted to resist and struggle, but Jiang Xun grabbed his wrist and locked him in his arms more tightly.

At the same time, Jiang Ling also came over.

The situation began to descend into chaos out of control.

Chen Luan struggled by prying Jiang Xun's arms and reached out to pull Jiang Xun's hair on his shoulders.

Jiang Ling was kicked out by Chen Luan, and she got up again and grabbed his ankle to climb onto the bed.

Jiang Xun stepped on Jiang Ling's back to block him and try to drive him away.

Jiang Ling's hands were pulling Jiang Xun's legs, trying to pull him down.

In a place where Chen Luan could not perceive, the twins' pheromones were constantly fighting against each other.

Chen Luan was trapped in the middle, and a kind of calm madness gradually emerged in his eyes.

Ha ha.

It's a complete mess.

Drink it while it's hot.

Taking advantage of the gap when his two younger brothers were pushing and rejecting each other, Chen Luan quickly used his elbow to push Jiang Xun away from behind, and used his knee to knock Jiang Ling in front of him over. He turned over and held down the two mad dogs controlled by pheromones with one hand each, and turned to look at his shoulder which was still slightly aching.

A very regular red bite mark, with the canine teeth showing an even deeper crimson.

Chen Luan twitched the corner of his mouth.

...As expected of twins, even the position of their fangs is exactly the same.

After looking around the room and not finding any useful tools, Chen Luan finally raised his hand, picked up half a cup of cold water from the bedside table, and poured it over his head.

Then he pressed the backs of his two younger brothers' hot necks and leaned over:

"Are you awake?"