Chapter 75 Shy Leopard
A moan finally escaped his lips.
He, his little guide was actually sucking him!
Like sucking a cat!
In the picture, Qianzhi is placing the silly leopard cub on her knees, letting its soft belly face up and lying between her legs.
Then--
She pressed her little face down, kissing its soft belly like a dot printer, and then buried her head in its abdomen to take a deep breath.
Qianzhi had no resistance to this soft and furry cub.
When they were still dodders, her favorite thing was to play with them with the vines.
Although she knew that the little leopard was Ian, the allure of the mint pheromones and its soft and cute appearance still made Qianzhi completely fall into the temptation of petting the leopard.
Ian felt like he was going to die.
He was swept by the wet and soft quilt, almost drowning in it.
"Don't." A broken voice came out from his lips, and he immediately bit his lips tightly.
So comfortable.
His tail wrapped around the girl in his arms a little tighter, just like the little leopard in the picture.
It was holding its stomach in a somewhat embarrassed manner, making a slight whimpering sound, and mist seeped softly into its azure eyes.
The tail weakly wrapped around Qianzhi's fingers, and the tip of the tail stickyly tickled the girl's fingertips.
The itchy touch reminded Qianzhi to lift her head from the leopard cub's soft belly and spit out a bit of short hair on the tip of her tongue.
It's just a kitten in the molting period.
"Meow!" The little leopard jumped up from her arms.
How could it allow the fur on its chest and abdomen to stain Qianzhi's tongue!
It subconsciously hid its claws and stuck out its tongue, trying to lick the short, soft hair on the girl's lips.
It was caught by Qianzhi's lips and kissed again and again on its face.
Until the black leopard was kissed, it raised its little paws and covered its little cat face in embarrassment.
The man outside the mental image had never experienced this before, and the red color had already spread to his entire body.
He is almost cooked.
"Are you here to help me, Ian?" Qianzhi asked after the leopard had sucked it thoroughly.
The little leopard cub still covered his face with one of his little paws and nodded shyly.
"What do you want me to do?" She extended her hand to it.
The black panther sniffed her hand, put its teeth against it, and looked up again to ask for her opinion.
"You mean, I need to inject your pheromones as a supplement?" Qianzhi knew that this meant a temporary mark.
But the covetous black shadow did not allow her to hesitate any longer, her mental picture required mental strength.
She rubbed the little black panther's soft chin.
"Okay," she narrowed her eyes, "but bite it gently."
The little black panther nodded shyly, its soft ears tucked onto its little head and swaying with its movements.
It placed its milk teeth on Qianzhi's fingertips and carefully bit a small hole.
Instant time.
A large amount of pheromones transformed into rushing water, flooding the dry land, and countless plant buds grew in the moist soil.
For Qianzhi, a large amount of mint-scented pheromones enveloped her, as if she was immersed in a mint forest. The refreshing fragrance slid down her throat and nasal cavity into her internal organs, and even the scent of Ian flowed in her blood vessels.
This strange yet pleasant feeling made the girl breathe quickly and quietly, her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and bright, like delicate petals being tossed and kneaded by the wind.
Outside the picture.
The man's arms were bulging with terrifying blue veins.
He restrained himself and hugged the girl, but the veins on his neck had already bulged. The possessiveness of his guide hidden in his genes and blood invaded his consciousness, causing his sharp teeth to dig deeper into her neck.
The mint pheromone invaded the rich floral scent, wrapping and entwining them until they were completely integrated. He then licked his lips, which were stained with a slight blood color.
The handsome man's brows were relaxed, his face full of satisfaction.
He gently flicked her thousands of trembling eyelashes, then gently stroked her blushing cheeks, watching the girl's thin eyelids roll and she slowly woke up.
Qianzhi felt numbness on the back of her neck, but it wasn't painful, and it was even very comfortable.
The moment she saw the man beside the bed, she felt an inexplicable sense of security.
This feeling drove her to reach out and touch Ian's cheek.
The man tilted his head obediently and covered her hand with his.
"Qianqian," his voice was tender and gentle, "Are you feeling better?"
It was the girl's lips that answered him.
She bit his lower lip and breathed deeply, absorbing his scent like addictive catnip.
She moved her body again, pressing herself against Ian's, playing with his ear that was still standing in his hair.
Then she looked down with her almond-shaped eyes hazily and pinched the base of his tailbone with her other hand.
"Hiss—" Ian frowned impatiently.
That is the most sensitive part of the cat's spirit body.
Although I know that the guide will become dazed after being marked for a short time.
But if Qianzhi continued to touch him like this, it would be difficult for him to control himself.
"Be good, Qianqian." The big hand stroked the back of her head and gently touched the gland at the back of her neck.
The girl shuddered, and her fingers weakly let go of his tail.
The gland seemed to become moist, and warm glandular fluid or blood seemed to seep out.
She also needs more hormones.
Soft fingers touched Ian's lips, and then touched his sharp canine teeth with the fingertips.
Ian closed his eyes.
"Qianqian, don't tempt me."
He patted her back as if comforting a child and rubbed the back of her neck.
The wet glandular fluid in his hand made him stop.
He brought his palm to his lips like a madman, sipping the taste on it.
Dong, dong, dong. There were hurried footsteps in the corridor.
Someone was knocking on the door restrainedly, but when they smelled the extremely possessive pheromone at the door, the knocking sound became particularly anxious.
But the knocks received no response.
Finally, the man couldn't help but push open the door.
"Ian, I just asked the doctor, and he said Qianqian's mental state has become stable and meets the standards for visiting, so why haven't you come out yet—"
The voice of the visitor suddenly stopped.
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