It was an afternoon.
Pei Ji, who was punished in the flower garden with ten books on his head for beating up his piano teacher, suddenly asked a soul-searching question as he looked at the huge clumps of wisteria flowers.
"Mom, why do you like wisteria flowers?"
It was a sunny day. Ai Fan, who was reading a book in the garden, turned the page without even looking up.
"Add an hour."
Pei Ji closed his mouth sadly.
After a while, Pei Ji, who was almost bored to death, asked another soul-searching question.
"Mom, do you like wisteria flowers because they are expensive?"
This time Ai Fan took his eyes off the book.
"Are you Paramecium, Pei Ji?"
Pei Ji was stunned: "Mom, what is Paramecium?"
"It's a single-celled organism on ancient Earth."
Ai Fan closed the book.
"It has no brain."
Pei Ji closed his mouth sadly for the second time.
Just when he thought his mother would open the book again and ignore him.
With a sigh, Ai Fan suddenly spoke again.
"It is indeed a rare plant, Pei Ji. Your father spent hundreds of millions of star coins to replicate this variety."
"But it's because I like it that your father copied it, and it became a rare plant."
"Otherwise, it can only exist in books, and for just ten star coins, you can see its illustration."
So it becomes expensive because I like it.
Not because it's expensive.
Little dumpling Pei Ji seemed to understand but not quite.
Ai Fan rarely had the patience to continue asking him:
"Do you know what the ancient Earth people meant by the flower language of wisteria?"
Pei Ji tilted his head: "Mom, I don't know."
Until now, Pei Ji still clearly remembered that when Ai Fan answered him, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and mottled sunlight fell on her.
All the coldness and indifference melted in the sunlight.
She said, "Obsessive love."
"And persistent waiting."
…
Later, Pei Ji got used to this behavior of showing off his love anytime and anywhere.
…
The flower vines blocked the moonlight, leaving a cold shadow on Shen Que's jade-like profile, beautiful like a dream.
How about planting one in Chenxing Palace?
Pei Ji suddenly thought of this when he entered the door.
When the door opened, Shen Que looked up alertly, and then he obviously relaxed when he saw it was Pei Ji.
Pei Ji smoothed his messy hair, put his coat on his arm, walked to the bed and sat down.
The back of his hand touched Chen Que's cheek.
"Is it still hot?"
Shen looked at him steadily and shook his head.
Sootheants work quickly.
Faster than the previous times.
He ended his fever without even falling into a complete coma.
But for some reason, Shen did not feel very comfortable.
There is no warm and elusive feeling as before.
The strange artificial pheromone forcibly took away his scent.
It was like pouring cold water over him from head to toe, washing him thoroughly.
At this moment, Pei Ji's hand touched his cheek.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a little drunk.
The fingertips clenched together tightened, and Shen Que said, "I feel a little uncomfortable."
"Uncomfortable? Where?" Pei Li immediately sat forward. "Does your arm hurt?"
As he was about to grab Chen Que's arm, Chen Que dodged sideways.
Pei Ji was unhappy: "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"
Shen Que glanced at Pei Ji lightly and turned his head away, "...It's not an arm."
Pei Ji lifted his long legs, crossed his shoulders, and frowned at him, "Why are you acting so coquettish? What's wrong with you?"
A strong sense of rebelliousness and unruliness emanated from the Alpha, and even the straight military uniform could not suppress it.
Shen Que was slightly stunned, his throat moving slightly.
I almost forgot.
This person is unreasonable...
He slowly lowered his eyes.
After a while, he slowly stretched out his hand, moved along the quilt little by little to Pei Ji's side, and grabbed a corner of his shirt.
The high and mighty commander turned his head away awkwardly and whispered:
"My... glands are uncomfortable... Can... can you give me some of your pheromones?"
Pei Ji's perverse expression gradually collapsed.
He was just talking nonsense.
But Shen is really acting like a spoiled child!
The slightly red tips of the ears come into view.
The thin wrist was grabbed violently.
Pei Ji knelt on one knee on the bed, leaned forward, grabbed Chen Que's small chin, straightened his face, and kissed him without saying anything.
His cold eyes widened, and the warm touch made Shen Que tremble slightly.
He was about to break free, but the Alpha's pheromones enveloped him like a soft mist.
The smell of dry sand rushed into his body from his lips, from his intertwined breaths, and from every pore.
At that moment, the cold water evaporated and turned into warm warmth.
Like the warm afternoon sun, like a fire in winter, like a cat's thick fur.
Shen Que was completely drunk.
He likes the taste.
Pei Ji stayed for a short while and then left.
After they separated, he still maintained the same posture, with their foreheads touching.
Pei Ji only chuckled, "Is that enough, Commander Shen?"
Shen Que pursed his lips, sucking in all the pheromones remaining on the edge of his mouth, and let out a sticky hum from his nose.
"That's about right..."
Pei Ji pinched his fleshless face and said, "Willful."
There was a smile in Alpha's eyes, and his pupils were shining. He was completely different from the serious expression on his face before he left.
The atmosphere is great.
Shen Que suddenly said: “Are you angry?”
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