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Confined and dimly lit in the corner, Lan Zexi was like an abandoned child forgotten by the world. Just five days had already exhausted him both physically and mentally.

The moment the door of the confinement cell opened, he thought it was Li Zinian's verdict on him, but he didn't expect it to be the beautiful figure he had been thinking about day and night.

His dull eyes suddenly burst into heat, his body trembled slightly, and he tried to lift his heavy arms but failed repeatedly.

I can only speak urgently.

"I'm here, honey, I'm here..."

Hearing this long-forgotten voice, Meng Jiao was stunned for a moment and put down her hand that was about to turn on the light.

The light scent of cedar in the air made her feel at ease, but she felt sad when she saw him torturing himself like this.

After briefly adjusting to the darkness, she trotted into his arms, and the moment she hugged his waist, she realized that his body felt a little empty.

"honey, I miss you so much."

Hearing the grievance in her voice, Lan Zexi's heart broke.

He held her tightly, so tightly that he seemed to want to embed her into his body.

It was as if he was afraid that if he let go she would disappear like a phantom.

Tears flowed like a flood, his eyes were sore and painful, and he couldn't stop sobbing.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'm incompetent and failed to protect you. I'm really sorry."

Tears fell one by one, and soon Meng Jiao's shoulders were wet.

His voice was trembling, and the self-blame in his tone seemed to have put an invisible yoke on himself, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Meng Jiao hugged him back even harder, and patted his back gently with her hand.

"No, I'm sorry, husband. It's my fault for not telling you my identity as a mecha master in advance.

Look, I'm safe and sound now, right? I just miss you so much.

Please stop doing this, okay? I'm so worried about you."

In fact, Lan Zexi knew these truths in his heart, but he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Or maybe he was deliberately trapping himself and didn't want to go over there.

I cried in my arms while holding Meng Jiao, and felt even more ashamed when she comforted me.

Trying hard to restore his voice to its former magnetic quality, Lan Zexi repeatedly called out to confirm her presence.

"Wife~"

"Yeah." Meng Jiao responded.

"Wife~"

"I'm here."

No matter how many times Lan Zexi called out, Meng Jiao never tires of responding.

After ten minutes of talking and answering, Lan Zexi, who was finally temporarily appeased, injected himself with two more tubes of repair and nutrient solution.

Worried that Mengjiao would feel uncomfortable after experiencing the wormhole, he slowly loosened his hug and prepared to take her to the next room to rest.

The faint cedar scent suddenly became strong as the body recovered, rushing towards Meng Jiao's neck and nose.

The heat welling up from deep inside, Meng Jiao, who had already gone through three estrus periods without being appeased,

In his arms, she was clingy and aggrieved like a kitten.

"Honey, can I kiss you?"

(First time seeing a review that has already passed)

The rich lemon scent swept over my body, even surpassing the concentration of my own pheromones before.

Lan Zexi suddenly came to his senses. He was the one who needed to neutralize the pheromones.

But now, she seems to have become his Jiaojiao.

He held the man in one hand and walked out the door. The moment he came into contact with the light, he closed his eyes out of discomfort.

Everything seemed like a dream.

He silently curled his lips, lowered his head and kissed her harder and harder. He inexplicably felt that his broken body had regained some vitality.

Yes, he is hesitating about something.

His body and his heart have already identified with this person.

(OK, I will continue to try one sentence at a time)

It felt like all the strength in my body was drained away, and my ears started to buzz due to the heat.

Simple hugs and kisses can no longer fill the gap of desire in my heart.

Meng Jiao felt like a fish thirsty for water, with every pore clamoring for desire.

There was mist in my eyes, and moans like invitation kept coming out of my throat.

Lan Zexi almost leaned against the wall while taking a quick shower. During the shower, he quickly confirmed with Li Zinian that his damaged body was enough to comfort her.

He was afraid that he would no longer have her...

The velvet curtains slowly fell, and the small lounge was filled with the strong smell of lemon and cedar.

The white and delicate skin seems transparent under the light.

After being lost and found again, Lan Zexi was very careful in every move he made.

Unable to be comforted, Meng Jiao's tears fell drop by drop.

The emptiness from deep in her heart weakened her will.

She closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around his thin waist.

Heart against heart...

Her faint response reminded him that she also desired him.

...

Before he knew it, Lan Zexi seemed to feel the back of his neck getting hot.

With shaking hands, he put the little girl's arms, who could no longer bear it, back around his neck.

"Wife, I, I seem to be ahead of schedule too."

......

Meng Jiao's resentful look was understood as an urging.

......

The moment the pheromones swept over, the burning heat also came instantly...

Self-blame, heartache, joy, satisfaction...

All the feelings that had never been expressed in words burst out in Meng Jiao's brain through pheromones.

Thick as magma, strong and deep...

......

Meng Jiao opened her eyes wide, her moan was cut off in her throat...

The drowning man was filled with water again, squeezing the last bit of air out of his lungs.

Lan Zexi regained some of his sanity and put his trembling hands around her slender waist.

Even though he knew that it was her initiative to accept him, he was still afraid that she would leave him because of this.

Touching her, tears fell one by one.

"Wife, I love you. I love you so much."

Meng Jiao's heart trembled, and she was about to reply, but she saw him burying his head in her shoulder again.

He kept saying how much he loved her.

He repeated persistently, seemingly not needing her response at all.

It's like he doesn't need to do anything.

As long as she is here, he will always love her...

The world is all mourning the bright moon shining on the ditch,

Little did they know that there were also lotuses in the ditches eager to break through the mud...

Born for her...