Chapter 10 Chapter 10: A love affair is like being bewitched by the devil’s whispers…
Late at night, everything was silent. Only the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, dappling into Xu Wen's room, adding a soft silver-white hue to the quiet night.
Xiu Wen lay in bed, tossing and turning. The insomnia made it difficult for him to fall asleep. His heart seemed to be gently stirred by something, and he could not find peace.
It was obvious that he had wanted to lie on this kind of bed so much before, but when he actually lay on it, he felt so uneasy.
elder brother……
Xiu Wen had always slept well, and even after the toughest days of training, he could quickly fall asleep and regain his strength. However, tonight was an exception, and his heart was in turmoil, difficult to calm down.
at the same time.
A subtle scent quietly permeates the air, it is the freshness and coolness unique to horehound, faint, as if it was inadvertently awakened from the depths of memory.
A fragrance.
Just like the smell of Hoss...
This scent made Xu Wen involuntarily think of Hoss, who always had a subtle scent of bitter mint. He acted calmly, but inadvertently revealed gentleness and delicacy.
Xiu Wen fell in love on that day three years ago.
He tried to take a deep breath to calm his mind, but the more he did so, the clearer Hoss's figure became, just like the moonlight outside the window at this moment, bright and clear, shining into the softest corner of his heart.
“…”
Turning over, Xu Wen faced the wall, trying to wrap himself in silence and darkness. It was already very late at night, and it should be time to go to bed.
He should have fallen asleep, but suddenly, Xu Wen's heart skipped a beat - that pile of clothes still on the sink!!!
How rude!
It’s over, it’s over, his image in my mind is gone!
After taking off the clothes, he actually threw them directly on the sink without even throwing them into the laundry basket!
At this moment, Xiu Wen was secretly annoyed and was about to lift the quilt when a subtle but extremely clear sound came faintly from the direction of the bathroom, breaking the tranquility of the night.
Xiu Wen was startled, and then he felt an inexplicable curiosity, as if a feather was scratching his heart. Logically, there were only him and his brother in this room, so besides him, it could only be his brother.
Thinking of this, Xiu Wen moved lightly and cautiously. He gently lifted the quilt on his body, almost holding his breath, tapped the ground with his toes, and slowly put on his slippers. He took every step carefully, for fear of disturbing her.
He quietly approached the bathroom step by step.
As he gradually drew closer to the bathroom, the subtle yet clear sound inside began to amplify in his ears. It was the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other, subtle and subtle, mixed with a sound that was difficult to describe.
——It was a cautious breathing that was deliberately suppressed and almost repressed to the limit, and the occasional low muffled groan, like a secret faintly coming from the darkness.
The bathroom door was not completely closed, leaving a tiny gap, as if it was a window left specifically for peepers.
The light coming through this gap outlines a bright band of light in the dim room.
The closer you get, the more obvious the sound becomes.
That’s right, it was Hoss’s voice, there was no way Xu Wen would make a mistake.
But, I was really panting...really, really...
Feeling confused for a moment, Xiu Wen's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, as if being pulled by an invisible force. He slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly touched the door of the bathroom. Then, at an extremely slow speed, he pushed the door open.
The scene behind the door made Xiu Wen freeze in place for a moment—filled with indescribable shock.
In Xu Wen's impression, Hoss was always known for his calmness and self-possession. Just standing there, his figure straight as a pine tree, without saying a word, he exuded an aura of dignity without anger, and the contours of his face were clear and strong.
It is like a silent mountain. Although it is silent, it inspires awe in people and makes them dare not offend easily.
At first glance, it hit Hugh Wen's strike zone perfectly.
But at this moment, Hoss was completely different.
He didn't notice that Xu Wen pushed the door open a little. He was still sitting in the wheelchair, holding tightly in his hands the clothes that belonged to Xu Wen that he had taken out of the laundry basket.
Under the light, the military girl's face looked dim, her eyebrows and eyes were no longer so sharp, but flashed with an elusive emotion, like ambiguous water droplets covering the sharpest sword. There was a soft moisture in her dark gold eyes, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her thin lips were tightly pursed under her high nose bridge.
What was even more shocking was that he was gently touching the clothes with the tip of his nose in an almost pious manner, as if he was savoring the pheromones remaining on them.
The military woman, who could almost be described as cold and ruthless, now had an expression of almost morbid attachment on her face. It was a desire and reluctance deep in her bones, mixed with a fragility that Hoss himself might not have noticed.
The female soldier's eyes became unusually gentle, even a little blurry. Her Adam's apple rolled, and she whispered in a low, hoarse voice, "Xiu Wen..."
These two words are full of emotion.
The weight of affection weighs heavily on these two words.
In the bathroom, the air seemed to be gently wrapped in a unique atmosphere. It was the pheromone of bitter mint, which quietly permeated in an indescribable way, occupying every inch of space.
This scent, at first whiff, carries a hint of bitterness, but when gently crushed, it releases a refreshing and slightly stimulating aroma. However, within this bitterness, a subtle sweetness is cleverly hidden, like the sweetness left by melting sharp ice and snow.
This interweaving of sweetness and bitterness not only does not cancel each other out, but instead creates an irresistible attraction, which serves as both a warning and a temptation to the suitor.
Seeing this scene, Xiu Wen stood at the door, his eyes widened, and for a moment he forgot to react.
Through the crack in the half-open door, Xu Wen smelled the scent of bitter mint. It turned out that the faint smell Xu Wen had just smelled was Huos's pheromone.
Female insect courtship pheromone.
One of the symptoms of late-stage rigidity is that the female insect's body will instinctively have a strong desire to survive, and basically lose control of its pheromones. Once it is attracted by the pheromones of a highly matching male insect, the female insect's pheromones will gush out like a dam collapse, and it is completely uncontrollable.
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In fact, Hoss had never lost his composure like this before, and he didn't even think he would do such a thing.
She actually took advantage of the male insect's sleep and sneaked into the bathroom, took the male insect's clothes, and smelled the remaining pomelo-scented pheromones on them like a thief.
He had never done anything like this in his life.
But today, precisely today, the rigidity was too severe, not to mention Xu Wen's pheromones, which always hooked him vaguely. In all these years, Hoss had never longed for anything so much.
Pheromones...
I just want Xu Wen's pheromones...
As if bewitched by the whispers of the devil, Hoss came here uncontrollably and performed such an almost obscene and harassing act.
At this moment, Hoss was definitely not sober.
At this moment, Hoss's mind was full of unspeakable and even offensive fantasies.
Three years have passed, and the immature male insect has now grown up completely. Not only has it grown physically, but its entire temperament has also become brand new, just like a tall pine or cypress, allowing its lover to cling to it.
What a sexually attractive male insect this is.
But Xiu Wen seemed unaware of it and kept approaching him, an older female insect who had never been favored by a male insect.
It's like a clear spring appearing before a very thirsty traveler.
How could I resist not getting closer?
"Xiu Wen... Xiu Wen..."
Hoss lowered his head, holding the white shirt that was close to Xu Wen's body in his arms, and put it under his nose to sniff it carefully as if he was extremely hungry.
The taste of the green pomelo is like a silent rain, quietly seeping into every crevice of the body, making the originally tense brain instantly soft and confused.
The taste has a hint of greenness and sweetness. Hoss is like the dry land that has been dry for a long time and suddenly welcomes a gentle rain. Every inch of the skin seems to be breathing happily, longing for more moisture.
So... so comfortable...
Hoss's cold and hard brows became soft and tender due to the comfort. He wanted to restrain himself, but he couldn't do it at all. The expression on his face seemed to be the pain from rigidity, but also the joy from finally absorbing the male insect's pheromones.
The smell... is exactly the same as the pheromones on Xu Wen's body, but it is a dead thing after all. Once the pheromone leaves the male insect, the smell will become weaker and weaker, until it floats into the air and is gradually diluted to the point where it cannot be smelled at all.
"Uh..."
Hoss lowered his head and let out a low growl from his throat, similar to the growl of a large cat feeling pleasure, almost burying his entire face in the shirt.
Normally, this female soldier was like ice in winter, cold, hard and difficult to approach. But at this moment, she was no longer so sharp-edged, but had a subtle color and disorder, and even the corners of her eyes were stained with red.
Hoss bit his lower lip hard, as if trying to suppress something. His nostrils twitched slightly, and every breath deepened his desire for that scent, like a thirsty person yearning for a clear spring, unable to extricate himself. His scarred fingers unconsciously stroked the shirt in his hand, stained with the scent of green grapefruit, as if it was his only support at the moment, and every touch soothed the restlessness in his heart.
The smell of Xuwen... yes... the smell of Xuwen...
If only it were a little thicker...
Smells good...
Without Hoss realizing it, the grapefruit-scented pheromones were actually becoming abnormally stronger.
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