What if there are no inhibitors?

But he was on the 25th last month, unless it was induced sexual intercourse, this month should also be on the 25th and the time will not change, and there will be no discomfort before or after the sexual intercourse.

Could it be acclimatization?

It should be, the air of this world will not float a little inhibitor molecule.

What's more troublesome is that there will be atavism during puberty. He has rabbit ears on his head and a rabbit tail on his buttocks. This is normal in the original world.Some people also grow snake scales and hair.

But people in this world must think he is a monster.

He also had to be careful not to be discovered by others.

Really sad.

Back in the classroom, the students near the seat expressed their concern.

Song Zhiwei replied wearily, causing Han Lu to look at his ankle again.

Song Zhiwei was so full of thoughts that he didn't see Han Lu's actions.

He propped his head on his hands, his face full of confusion: now the ankle is not a problem, the upcoming period is the important thing.

Thinking of the scene of being tortured last time, he gradually became irritable and spared his head countless times in one night.

I don't have the mind to do my homework at all.

Evening study.

Han Lu was next to him, turning his pen again and again. There was a chemical daily test on his desk. There were fifty multiple-choice questions on one paper. Choice also has pitfalls.

Han Lu's pen turned twice, and he wrote down the answer directly.

Song Zhiwei himself was irritable, and at a glance, he saw that Han Lu next door was so easy to handle, and the fire in his heart was poured up again.

He turned his head abruptly and lay down on the table, staring at the white wall, his fingers scratching at it unconsciously.

If you don't look at Han Yul, you won't be bothered.

In the last self-study class, Song Zhiwei stood up and wailed annoyedly, thinking that the difficulties in front of him were over, so he took out his mobile phone to search for relevant information.

As always, there is no news about inhibitors on the Internet.

But it gave him a pleasant surprise.

In this world, there are fake plush ear hair clips that simulate animals, and the sales of rabbit hair clips are quite good.

Clicking on the comments are all praises and cuteness, that is to say, there are many people who wear this.Everyone also thinks it's normal.

If he is really accidentally seen, he will not be treated as a monster.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

But he only saw a lot of rabbit ears for sale.

I didn't see a set of ears and tails sold together. I finally searched for a set, but there was no comment.

This is extremely abnormal.

what?Isn't it normal to add a rabbit tail?

Song Zhiwei pursed his lips. Just to be on the safe side, he touched Han Lu with his elbow and said in a low voice, "At the same table, I'll show you something."

Han Lu raised his head upon hearing this, and on the Taobao page of Song Zhiwei's mobile phone was a hairpin with white plush rabbit ears, and the socket of the ear was pink.

There is also a white plush ball next to it, and a small pointed cone is connected to the plush ball.

His eyelids twitched, and he knew what it was even if he hadn't seen it before.

Song Zhiwei looked at his expression: "What do you think?"

Han Lu grinned, "Are you asking me?" He carefully observed Song Zhiwei's expression, and those eyes looked at him with clean and clear eyes, without any impurities.

He asked back, "What do you think?"

Song Zhiwei thought: I just don't know why so few people bought it?

I don’t know if it’s abnormal, so I’m asking you?

I need to know will I ask you?

He wrote all his thoughts on his face.

Han Lu frowned: "Who told you this kind of thing?"

"I read it on the Internet." Anyway, you will know those weird things on the Internet. Song Zhiwei pushed the pot, and then licked his dry lips guiltyly: "I'm just curious. It's cute, why is it selling so much?" Low."

Why is there such a big difference between rabbit ears and rabbit suits!

Han Lu: "This is the hobby of a few people."

Song Zhiwei asked: "Is that normal?"

Han Lu's expression changed again and again: "It's normal, no one can interfere with anyone." Finally he asked: "Do you want to wear it?"

Song Zhiwei strangely heard other meanings from these three words, he shook his head with the intuition of a small animal: "I don't wear it."

But the pen in his hand was tightly squeezed, and his body was slightly tense.

This is a phenomenon of lying or nervousness.

Han Lu pushed his back molars with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly laughed, this kind of half-smile and sarcasm: "You really don't understand?"

It was particularly terrifying, ten times more terrifying than the threat of a rookie like Du Xu.

Song Zhiwei knew that he had overturned his car this time. He obviously asked many dirty questions before and Han Lu didn't care.

He was going to shut up and play dead.

Han Lu didn't let him go, his eyes slid over Song Zhiwei's phone screen and head, as if pointing: "Do you know what this is for?"

Song Zhiwei knows that the names of these products sold online are very long, because there are more opportunities to appear in the front row of the page when searching.

It's the same routine in their original world, so just look at the name and see.

What is there to look carefully?

Song Zhiwei felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell.

He looked down at the product name carefully:

#Detachable...small mini rabbit...**#

emmm I don't understand it very well, but it's a bit subtle.He withdrew and pointed to another similar product.

#...决战天晚...情/趣...men and women...**...#

His almond eyes suddenly opened bigger than copper bells, love/interest?

Looking at Han Lu and looking at him with the eyes of **, there is still a malicious sneer on the corner of his mouth.

He confirmed that he guessed correctly.

He swallowed, his face changed again and again.

In the end, the shame turned into anger: "It's so funny, do you take these things as **?"

When he said the last four words, his voice was extremely low, for fear of being known by others, but it came out of his teeth through gnashing of teeth.The angry look was very vivid.

Han Lu didn't get angry when he was yelled at, and smiled loosely: "I don't think so."

"Who knows?" Song Zhiwei sneered.

He had just experienced the most embarrassing moment in his life, and even had to use anger to cover up his shame.It's not that he doesn't know a few things for playing, the things in their original world are more advanced.

It's just that everyone will have a little bit of atavism when they are pregnant.

Although the place of returning to the ancestors is indeed too sensitive.

嗏

But who regards a part of his body as a hobby**!

His face was red, and his eyes were red.

Han Lu rolled his eyes and said, "Actually, there are quite a lot of people who don't know these things."

Song Zhiwei relaxed his expression, not believing: "Really?"

"Really, this kind of thing is generally known to adults. Do you think everyone knows everything?" Han Lu's tone was too convincing, and he added: "But don't ask other people everywhere."

Han Lu knew that there were many people who didn't understand this thing. The key was that Song Zhiwei wanted to wear it. In order to protect the face of his classmates, he kept silent about this issue and turned to comfort him in other ways.

"I know." Song Zhiwei said angrily, "I'm not a prostitute."

— But ** should have asked me a ** question just now.

As if they knew the subtext, the two of them didn't talk until after class, and they didn't talk when they returned to the dormitory.

The next day, September 9, Song Zhiwei went to the office to find the head teacher. Once he entered the office, he said weakly, "Mr. Huang, I have a fever."

Teacher Huang told him: "Hurry up and go to the infirmary to have a look."

Song Zhiwei went to the infirmary. Fortunately, the whole body fever in the ** period was really similar to a fever. He measured his body temperature in the infirmary and it was a little over 39 degrees.

I have a high fever.

The head teacher was very nervous, so he quickly asked him to call his parents to pick him up, and he also issued a leave note for him.

Song Zhiwei said: "The parents have been contacted."

In fact, he dragged his feverish body back home.

As soon as he got home, he smelled the familiar smell in the room, and he quickly rushed to his bed.

In fact, period and fever are really similar.

If you have a fever, take medicine. If you can’t take medicine, you can physically reduce the fever, exercise more, sweat a little, and vent those uncomfortable viruses.After recovering from the illness, I felt refreshed.

The first period is either to take inhibitors, or to have a good sex.

However, the two can only be compared and similar, but the essence is still quite different.

After returning to the room, the first wave of passion came, and Song Zhiwei jumped into the prepared sick water, still vaguely thinking about the similarity between fever and menstrual period.

After thinking about it, my head started to feel dizzy——

"The resemblance of a fart."

He finally scolded that it was not so uncomfortable to have a fever.

Ruan Ruan followed him and jumped into the bathtub, using the bathtub as a swimming pool to swim.

The long white hair has already been wet, because it has so much hair, it fluffed up and became a fluffy wet ball, but this wet ball can move by itself, and the two short and fat rabbit legs keep kicking, and it comes from here Head over there.

Nature is still high.

These days, because of fear of being exposed, Ruan Ruan only came out of the spiritual realm at night when she was sleeping, but it was suffocated.

There is a joyous flutter in the bathtub.

Song Zhiwei knocked his head on the head of the bathtub, resting his arms on both sides of the bathtub, his legs were loosely bent and wide open.

A very comfortable and relaxed pose.

But it was only comfortable for a while.

Slowly, a fire built up in his chest, unable to spit out or swallow, he let the fire burn his heart and whole body.

He put his legs together...

—

This thing can't come in a row, he will be very irritable after he endured it once, but this is the second time, he is already so uncomfortable that he wants to smash the furniture.

It just so happened that I still couldn't open my eyes and called at this time.

And the blind one...

Forget it, Song Zhiwei took a look at the name and answered it with an unhappy "hmm".

This is just after his second wave of passion, he is still reasonable, but his whole body is as if he has been scooped up from the water, tired and wet, even the "um" that he just said to Han Lv can't live He took a very tired breath.

It was in line with his illness.

"Are you still okay?" Han Lu asked.

"It will be fine if today is over." Song Zhiwei said.

"But today is Friday, and you don't use it for class tomorrow."

This is a meaningless sentence, and Song Zhiwei is too lazy to reply.

After waiting for a while, Han Lu said, "Okay, then you should also have a good rest on weekends."

Han Lu's voice was very clean, but different from other boys, it was more magnetic.

Song Zhiwei suddenly meowed like a kitten.

The third wave of enthusiasm is coming.

Hold.

He doesn't have the strength to cry and scold his mother now, and the third wave of passion appears without any interval from the second wave.

Be sick, be sick, be sick.