Yu Huan was sleeping in a daze, and vaguely heard the sound of footsteps approaching her slowly.
A faint, dangerous smell approached her, very familiar.
"Sir." She called out sleepily without opening her eyes.
"Yeah." Xu Yange lifted the quilt and hugged her, his warm body pressed against her, a somewhat unfamiliar touch.
"Will you sleep with me tonight?"
She asked in a daze, and before she could finish her words, the last part of her voice became weaker due to sleepiness. The volume that was about to disappear was touched slightly, and she made a "hum" sound again, like a small hook to hook people.
Xu Yange responded, then touched her forehead to make sure it wasn't too hot, then put his arm around her and closed his eyes.
Yu Huan was not used to having another person on the bed, especially since that person had a high temperature.
Xu Yange didn't hold her for long before she unconsciously rolled out, trying to escape.
She was sleepy, but Xu Yange was conscious. He just watched her movements and did not stop her.
Not long after, she felt a little cold, so she rolled back and threw herself into his arms, using him as a stove to keep warm.
After a night of tossing and turning, Xu Yange didn't seem impatient. He just couldn't fall asleep. He just closed his eyes slightly, and when his wife moved a little more, he would pull her back a little to prevent her from falling.
As daybreak approached, Yu Huan's breathing subconsciously quickened.
Sweet and sticky pheromones seeped out, no longer the vague movement as before. This time it was a real seduction, unconsciously entwining Xu Yange like a vine.
Yu Huan's body was getting hotter and hotter, and her face was flushed, like snow-white porcelain smeared with delicate lotus glaze, her eyebrows and eyes were amazingly beautiful.
She woke up in pain, groaning as she hugged Xu Yange's arm and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"The inhibitor is ineffective." Xu Yange told her, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked, "Do you want another shot?"
Yu Huan's head was groggy, but he sobered up a bit when he heard he was going to get an injection. He instinctively buried his head in Xu Yange's arms and muttered, "No."
It was soft, and the heat of her voice was transferred to him through the fabric, as if she was acting coquettishly.
It’s okay to feel uncomfortable for a while, but the pain of the injection is real.
Xu Yange could clearly hear the cries of every part of his body. He exhaled a breath of hot air and restrainedly bit the soft flesh under his wife's ear. His voice was hoarse: "Then the gentleman will help you solve it in another way."
He lied to her.
There was no suppressant on the table, only a box of rectangular objects.
She wasn't given any other choice.
He approached her and just released some pheromones. Before he could move, she was lured to pounce on him and bite the corner of his lips.
"Kiss me." She acted coquettishly, and her hand touched something, and Xu Yange's breathing became heavier.
"Don't be impatient." His strong desire made his expression look fierce, and he kissed her as she wished.
Although he doesn't have much experience, he is self-controlled. He instinctively takes care of his delicate wife, kissing her step by step, from the corner of her lips to the root of her tongue.
His slender fingers pinched her cheeks, and she obediently opened her mouth to be kissed. Her mouth felt slightly numb from the kiss, and she felt so comfortable that her whole body felt like she was soaked in water.
The strange and addictive physiological reaction makes people's minds confused.
The passion was rubbed out during the kiss. Xu Yange had unbuttoned his shirt without knowing when. Yu Huan closed his eyes, but he could still touch down from the broad shoulders naturally like a rogue, feeling the smooth and sexy muscle shape.
"Little pervert." Xu Yange chuckled and kissed her eyelashes in a hoarse voice.
Yu Huan felt a little embarrassed and blushed. Instead of taking her hand away, Xu Yange held it, tempting her to touch something else.
Yu Huan looked down curiously, and it seemed that his presence was even stronger.
She touched it twice randomly, got her fingertips dirty, and then she felt aggrieved and refused to do it anymore.
It naturally became Xu Yange's job to serve her.
Her eyes were moist, and her cheeks were once again tinged with an intoxicating red. Her jade-white fingertips gripped the bed sheet, sometimes tightening and sometimes loosening. Her beautiful eyes occasionally trembled uncontrollably, and sometimes closed comfortably, almost falling asleep to the afterglow of the beautiful rhythm.
"I'm fine now, why are you still like this?" She was satisfied with the service and was about to fall asleep lazily, but she blamed him for being annoying.
Xu Yange's body temperature became higher and his breathing became hot and scorching, silently revealing his suppressed emotions.
"Alright?" He asked back with a grave expression, then smiled gentlemanly, "It hasn't started yet, baby."
His voice was low and lingering, especially the word of address he pronounced very slowly, and it was uttered in Yu Huan's ear, taboo yet doting, and suddenly it exploded, making his whole body numb.
The orange-flavored pheromones exuded a ripe and sweet fragrance. Her love, her joy, her trembling, and her crying all came out from it, as fine as mist, flowing on the second floor.
The strong wind outside had stopped at some point, the champagne-colored blackout curtains were motionless, the room was dim, and only the kneeling shadow in front of the window seemed to be breathing, with a straight and upright figure, but as if dead.
After kneeling for a long time, his knees were swollen and sore, but he seemed not to feel it, and his black eyes were numb and unfocused.
She was too inexperienced, or perhaps an omega in estrus couldn't control herself, and her feelings all flowed out in her pheromones.
It’s no wonder that some possessive Alphas will drive away all the other Alphas nearby when their wives are in estrus.
If he were to do it with her, he wouldn't want her crying to be heard by others.
I don’t know how long it took, but the smell of pheromones gradually faded.
Xu Siyu closed his eyes, his body swaying slightly. He could guess what his father had done, and knew there must be a mark on the back of her neck that was stained with his scent...
It really makes people jealous.
The clenched fingers oozed bright red blood, which dripped onto the floor.
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