recovery reaction ABO

"Did you take the wrong turn?"

Lin Cha glanced out the window suspiciously, "This is not the way to your house."

"Go shopping."

"buy what?"

"Why do you have so many questions?" Yan Minglu cast a sideways glance at Lin Cha, "Don't you know by then?"

This question was a bit rushed, lacking Yan Minglu's usual calmness, Lin Cha asked with a narrow smile, "Hey Boss Yan, do you know how to make surprises when you unearth old cultural relics?"

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Lin Cha was excited: "So you really want to surprise me?"

"Don't be sentimental," Yan Minglv coughed unnaturally, "I just don't want to trouble myself."

Yan Minglu wanted to do something while Lin Cha was in heat, but it wasn't that kind of thing.

What he took him to was a high-end luxury store with restraint rings.

Blocking odor from the outside is a new technology. One of its products is the inhibitory ring that can be combined with neck ornaments. Although it cannot replace traditional inhibitory drugs to relieve estrus reactions by regulating hormones in the body, it can effectively block the leakage of pheromones. Avoid incurring possible sexual harm.

Lin Cha did think about getting one before, but the relevant technology is still monopolized, and the price is not affordable.

For this price, Lin Cha looked at the five-digit price tag in the cupboard. This price was too expensive to be accepted as a gift, and he would owe a debt of favor that was difficult to repay.

"Boss Yan," he grabbed Yan Minglu's sleeve, "Are you going to buy it for me?"

"Why? Are you not curious anymore?"

Lin Cha shook his head, and refused to go into the shop: "It's so expensive, I don't dare to be rare."

Yan Minglu grabbed Lin Cha's hand: "I can't help you."

Alpha's hands were broad and powerful. When he gathered his five fingers to hold Lin Cha, Lin Cha felt his heart was also being pinched by him, and a vein of bright red blood gushed out to the forehead.

The air conditioner in the store was turned on very low, but Lin Cha's face was still hot.

Yan Minglu said that he couldn't help but he couldn't help himself. He didn't even let Lin Cha choose. He had already ordered a design. It was a tea leaf with a clean style and no extra pretentiousness. Even the chain was a very traditional piece of silver.

The most complicated thing is the lock. Two pieces of silver foil are overlapped, and in the middle is a chip that monitors the concentration of pheromone.

The salesperson dressed as an OL showed bright red fingers and explained how to wear it.Lin Cha rested one hand on the countertop, while the other hand was still in Yan Minglu's palm, allowing him to play with it, starting from the knuckles and pinching to the pulp little by little.

The boy's skin was delicate, Yan Minglu rubbed his fingertips against him.

Lin Cha.

Drill into his heart, drill into the depths of his desire.

Yan Minglu's stroking stopped for a while, and then he inserted his fingers between Lin Cha's fingers, and slowly moved in and out.

Lin Cha's hands were stiff, and the stiffness rose up along the knuckles, and went up into his brain, breaking a piece.The salesperson's words suddenly lost their meaning.Lin Cha also knew that he could hold back, as long as he showed any hint of discomfort, Yan Minglv would stop.He had always been very clear about his conduct, but Lin Cha was not.

At the end of the line, Lin Cha wanted to find out, but was blocked by Yan Minglu sideways.The salesperson smiled and half covered her mouth: "Mr. Yan doesn't allow you to feel bad about money, ma'am."

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Lin Cha's eyes, but Yan Minglu remained calm, holding a small pink paper bag with gold trim in one hand, and leading Lin Cha to the reserved restaurant with the other.Lin Cha asked him, "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Are you afraid?" Yan Minglu is such a maverick, distinguishing things that are not related to him, how can he be worried about others' pointing fingers.

"I'm not afraid, why haven't I seen such a big storm?"

Yan Minglu didn't know that his words were not trying to be brave, so he just smiled lightly.Lin Cha's hand climbed four or five inches up Yan Minglu's arm, and then pulled him to a stop with a slight force.He turned around and met Shang Lin Cha's stern gaze: "You don't look good when you smile."

He thought about it, and added another modifier: "It's not very pretty."

"Do you still understand aesthetics?" Yan Minglu raised his chin slightly, pointing to Lin Cha's hair, reminding him that this place used to be a horrible nest of greenery.

Lin Cha avoided answering: "You are an old man with a straight face. You are worried about the country and the people every day. You have tons of responsibilities in your heart. You look better with glasses because you are serious enough, but..."

Lin Cha stretched out his index finger and gestured at the corner of Yan Minglu's mouth: "I still want to see you smile more, Yan Minglu, will you be happy when you are with me? You smile a lot recently."

"You're exalting yourself." Yan Minglv responded calmly.

Of course he was happy, Lin Cha smiled happily, there was nothing to bother him in the world, he could survive even major disasters, and not even a single gloomy cloud remained in his life.

It was around ten o'clock when I returned home after dinner. After taking a bath, Lin Cha knocked on the door of Yan Minglu's room with a suppressant, and there was nothing on her long, swan neck.

Yan Minglu knows that he has the temper of not being willing to use new things, but Yan Minglu forbids it: "Why don't you wear the necklace after buying it? You just want to use it after buying it. Do you want to give it to your ancestors?"

"The ancestors going up will not be able to, but the heirlooms going down will be okay," Lin Cha smiled, her hair was still damp, and her voice was hot and soft, "Give me an injection first, wait a minute." I'm going to have a tantrum."

"I just want to wait for you to come into heat to try the suppression ring, now go and get it."

Tonight is not a thunderstorm night, Lin Cha was sleeping in the guest room, and when he walked around and entered Yan Minglu's room, he was already showing signs of estrus. Can't break it apart.

The concentration of Lin Cha's pheromones began to rise, and Yan Minglu was so hooked that he was full of ants, he took out the velvet box from Lin Cha's hand, took the necklace and leaned over to adjust the lock for Lin Cha.

Omega's pheromone concentration plummeted the second the lock was put on, which was indeed a good thing worth spending money on.

Yan Minglu regained his composure, but Lin Cha's reaction was no longer right.

He felt that Yan Minglu was like a magnet, and he couldn't help but want to stick to him, but when he was dominated by instinct, reason was a cheap thing that could be shattered into powder at any time, and his hands and feet were no longer in control. , winding up like vines.

The last injection in his body had completely failed, and he was almost begging: "Strict law, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Yan Minglu turned around and wanted to reach for the inhibitor on the bedside, but Lin Cha got the strength out of nowhere, and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go: "I don't want an injection."

"What do you want if you don't get an injection?"

Lin Cha carelessly rubbed the muscles on Yan Minglu's waist and abdomen, and raised a pair of juicy deer eyes.Yan Minglu avoided his gaze.If things go on like this, even if this Omega keeps his own pheromones, Yan Minglu will still be able to show him the physiological response of wanting to pass on the family line.

"you see me."

"Little tea..."

"You call me Xiaocha, why don't you look at me? You look down at me, brother—"

Is there such a physiological performance during estrus?Can make the population speechless.

Xuanhuhu's shout entered Yan Minglu's hearing again: "Brother, look at me, I want you..."

Yan Minglu had the thought of giving up for a moment, but Lin Cha caught it in his hands, and it became the strength to pull him down to bed.

Rather than saying that Lin Cha doesn't know what he is doing now, it is better to say that he is letting himself do something.He bent his two thin white legs around Yan Minglu's waist, putting a pair of soft shackles on him.

Yan Minglu felt Lin Cha's delicate kisses imprinted on his neck, and the little beast finally bit people literally. "Xiaocha," Yan Minglu had to restrain himself from reacting and coax others, "Don't be like this, be good, be obedient."

"Very good," Lin Cha kissed the stubble that protruded from Yan Minglu's chin, blinked, and a tear fell from the right side because he couldn't let it out, "You can do whatever you want, brother... Ahh!"

Yan Minglu pinched Lin Cha's waist severely. Lin Cha relaxed his hands and feet from the pain, and Yan Minglu turned around to get the needle.

The thin needle punctures the vein.Lin Cha gradually regained consciousness, paralyzed on the bed with blushing dimples, a cloud of mist floating in her eyes, she looked foolish and foolish.Yan Minglu bowed his head and kissed him between the brows, put his arms from below his knees, and hugged him horizontally.

Lin Cha is very light, and due to malnutrition, her skeleton was not fully grown. She nestled against Yan Minglu's neck, staring at the scars left by her with a flushed face. It turned out that the hickey marks were like this... "Yan Minglu." Hemming and hawing as if he wanted to say something, Yan Minglu understood his thoughts: "I wear a shirt, which can hide it—why don't you call me brother?"

Lin Cha muttered, "You can be my dad at your age."

"We are 12 years apart, your father gave birth to you at 12?"

Anyway, the shirt could cover it up, Lin Cha gave Yan Minglu another sip.After Yan Minglu settled Lin Cha, he went to the bathroom and took a look at his collar. There were four hickey marks like small peach blossoms.

In Yan Mingli's view, they are kisses themselves, and each flower has its own meaning: I like you, I like you so much, I like you so much, I like you to death!