Quickly wear: Crazy criticize the host and he is targeted by the yandere again

Soon, the smell disappeared without a trace.

Just like the euphorbia flower, and like the shooting star crossing the sky, it disappears in an instant.

That one just now was Yan Changqian’s pheromone?

Ciying thought about it in his mind again.

Needless to say, this ancient and stereotyped pheromone is really suitable for the Yan family.

In view of the particularity of this world, Ciying has used props in the system very early to remove the influence of other people's pheromones on himself.

After all, he is a weak omega. If he is forced to use pheromones by some alpha with ulterior motives...

He was afraid that he would get sick,

Accidentally committed a crime.

Although this prop has some side effects, it is not harmful to him.

Yan Changqian stared at the screen. Good family tradition did not allow him to pry into other people's privacy, but he did not directly return the phone.

Open the address book interface, enter a series of numbers, note your name, and make a call directly.

Ring twice, hang up.

Then he handed the phone over again.

Ci Ying took it, her eyebrows curved, "Why is Major General Yan still up so late?"

Ordinarily, the work and rest in the army should be very regular, and people would not stay up late if there was nothing urgent.

He wondered as he walked out the door.

Of course Ci Ying, who was immersed in data, didn't know that Yan Changqian knocked on the door every half an hour that night. If he hadn't happened to bump into him just now, he would have broken in directly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the lunch boxes neatly placed on the table. Ci Ying's eyes lit up and her stomach rumbled at the right time.

"You brought this for me? Thanks~"

He walked to the table in three steps and sat down. Just as he was about to open it, the lunch box in front of him was taken away.

A deep voice came from above: "It's cold."

You can eat it even if it’s cold.

A pair of resentful eyes followed the lunch box until it was separated by an annoying white door.

Buzzing, the sound of the microwave oven was running.

Ci Ying lay listlessly on the table, feeling that time had become extremely long.

While waiting, his eyes unconsciously moved towards the person leaning on the kitchen counter.

This second young master Yan actually brought him food. He was so gentle and considerate, wasn't he?

It's not at all like the original book, cold and inhumane.

At this time, Yan Changqian took off his military uniform and wore a white silk robe.He didn't stand as straight as he did during the day, but leaned casually on the kitchen counter, and his whole body became much softer.

The outside kitchen is connected to the living room, and only a few small downlights are turned on. The light is weak and blurry.

The summer silk robe is light and thin. Under the dim light, it outlines the perfect figure like a sculpture.

Ci Ying was a little fascinated, her eyelashes raised involuntarily.

The already handsome face, illuminated by the dim light, became a bit more bewitching.

Ci Ying sighed in her heart, with such a face, no wonder it can make countless omegas obsessed with it.

However, he has seen better-looking men than this.

who is coming?

Ciying racked his brains and couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I brought some for you."

Yan Changqian came over with the lunch box, placed it on the table, and opened the lid.

The lunch box has two layers, and each layer has several compartments, including meat and vegetables, rice and soup.

The portions of each dish are small, but the variety is rich.

The aroma of food hits your nostrils, and your brain's original complex reactions are instantly replaced by appetite, and you devote yourself to cooking without hesitation.

In fact, I just missed one dinner, so I wouldn't be so hungry normally.

But the nearly ten hours of continuous high-intensity brain operation was indeed very exhausting.

Seeing that he was eating in such a hurry, Yan Changqian couldn't help but reach out and pick up the spoon, scoop out a spoonful of soup, blew on it, handed it to Ci Ying's mouth, and subconsciously said:

"Ying, drink some soup, be careful not to choke."

Ci Ying raised her head, and the two of them were stunned at the same time.

With a cold face, the words he spoke were as gentle as if he was coaxing some kind of sweetheart.

It wouldn't matter if someone else said this. The tutors and seniors in the courtyard had always taken good care of him, and Ciying had become accustomed to it.

But when it came out of Yan Changqian's mouth, the sound that should have made him feel discordant actually penetrated his eardrums and penetrated his heart, making him feel inexplicably familiar.

Ci Ying unconsciously approached the spoon, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, and sipped it gently.

The soup flows into the mouth, and the temperature is neither hot nor cold, which relieves the dryness in the mouth.

When the soup in the spoon was gone, he vaguely felt a blazing gaze.

Looking up, a pair of black eyes stared at him.

There seemed to be something surging in the left eye, but there was calmness in the right eye.

Ci Ying had not noticed it before, but now she discovered that Yan Changqian's right eye seemed to be wearing a thin contact lens.

And it is a specially made artificial contact lens, which is almost exactly the same as the pupil pattern of his left eye, and even changes according to the change of light.

But, it’s all good, why bother?Has his right eye been injured?

The other party seemed to notice that he was staring at his right eye, turned his head, put the spoon back into the lunch box, then picked up the tablet beside him and pulled it.

Ci Ying suddenly felt that the voice just now seemed to be just his illusion.

Yan Changqian's tablet is specially made and is only used for simulated battlefield games. Simply put, it is a military war thinking training device.

In the middle of the night, everyone has gone to sleep. Without other players to join, we can only play against the machine.

His long fingers kept swiping across the screen, but his mind was not on it at all.

What he saw was clearly a battlefield, but the image of Lan Ciying drinking soup just now kept popping up in his mind.

The thin red lips were slightly pursed due to the soup. They looked moist and soft, making people want to bite them and taste them carefully.

Unfortunately, the spoonful of soup was quickly finished.

It wasn't until the other party's eyes met that he realized his gaffe and looked back.

He tried to focus on the tablet, but couldn't help but look at it quietly from the corner of his eye.

The corners of the lips were stained with soup, crystal clear, as if waiting for someone to pick it up.

He almost reached out to wipe it, but he saw the man sticking out the tip of his tongue like a kitten and deftly licking away the soup.

Yan Changqian suddenly felt an itch in his heart, his mouth was dry, and pheromones were violently flowing through his body, trying to break through his suppression and entangle and bind the person in front of him.

Fortunately, he has self-control that is different from ordinary people.Moreover, at the door of the bedroom, a trace of pheromones had been released due to emotional fluctuations, and now he was suppressing it even more unrelentingly.

Ci Ying didn't realize that there was a huge whirlpool surging under the calm sea surface, so she continued to work hard.

When he lowered his head, the glands on the back of his neck were slightly exposed from the collar.

Pink, tender, plump, very clean and beautiful.

Yan Changqian's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he finally had some dirty thoughts.

want to bite.

Want to leave marks on smooth skin.

I want those beautiful glands to be filled with my own pheromones.

The self-control he was proud of was about to collapse. His white neck moved slightly, and his glands were submerged into the collar again, completely covered.

Yan Changqian quickly looked away and looked at the tablet in his hand.

In just such a short time, our own camp was already in a state of collapse.

As the ancients said, beauty can harm a country.

Sincerely do not deceive me.