I Just Crave for Your Pheromones

Seeing that Tong Xiaomao had turned into a little wooden figure again, Mu Hanfeng became addicted to the drama. He walked through the script with a smile on his face, raised his hand two or three times to loosen his tie, and raised his chin at Tong Che, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? See The boss doesn't even say hello?"

Tong Che came back to his senses, cast a glance at Mu Hanfeng, but still cooperated, "Mu...Mr. Mu is good."

Probably because he thought this title was new, Mu Hanfeng raised his eyebrows, tapped his fingers on the table twice, and continued to tease, "Come closer, let me see who this little artist is, who looks so good-looking."

Tong Che walked obediently in front of Mu Hanfeng, separated from him by a desk, bent over and approached him, and whispered, "You...yours."

Mu Hanfeng hissed lightly, the tip of his tongue touched the back molars, and rubbed lightly twice.

Tong Kitty is really getting better at talking.

"Small mouth is so sweet." Mu Hanfeng rolled his Adam's apple, raised his hand and pressed Tong Che's lips twice, and the corners of his lips curled up. "Come here, the boss will reward you."

There was only one seat behind the desk, and Tong Che subconsciously walked around the corner of the desk for two steps before realizing that there was no place for him to sit.

After a pause, Tong Che hadn't figured out where to sit when Mu Hanfeng grabbed his wrist.

In the next second, the whole person fell into Mu Hanfeng's arms and sat on his lap.

"I don't want to sit in such a good seat," Mu Hanfeng raised his hand to pinch Tong Che's chin, and asked with a smile, "Why are you hesitating?"

It was inconvenient for Tong Che to turn his head because his chin was pinched, so he could only cast his eyes towards the door, and Chi asked, "Will someone come over?"

"Don't worry," Mu Hanfeng bowed his head and kissed the tip of his nose, "No one dares to come in directly, let alone Yunsu is still guarding the door."

After saying this, Mu Hanfeng didn't hold back anymore, and pressed the man on his lap and kissed him deeply.

After kissing so many times, Tong Che still hasn't learned how to breathe while kissing, and his brain is deprived of oxygen after being kissed not long after.

"Silly kitty," Mu Hanfeng backed away a bit, but still refused to let go of Tong Che, and bit Tong Che again, before laughing, "Breathe in and out, why are you being kissed silly every time?" ?”

Tong Che's head was still dizzy, when he heard Mu Hanfeng's words, he subconsciously took a deep breath according to what he said, and then he recovered a bit.

The tips of his ears were burning again, Tong Che refused to discuss this kind of issue, and changed the subject abruptly, "You haven't told me, what...what's going on here?"

Why all of a sudden, the big boss of the company became Mu Hanfeng? !

Mu Hanfeng played dumb to tease him, "What's the matter? You can't learn to breathe and you ask me what's the matter?"

"That's not it!" Tong Che plunged into Mu Hanfeng's neck in shame.

"Okay, okay," Mu Hanfeng accepted as soon as he saw it, and patted him on the back twice to comfort him, "I won't tease you anymore."

Turning to the business, he explained casually, "I originally had a stake in this company, but it wasn't much, but now it's a lot."

What Mu Hanfeng said was easy to understand, and Tong Che understood, meaning that Mu Hanfeng has now received most of the remaining shares into his own hands.

But to do this, just to settle his own gambling agreement, will it take too much trouble?

Thinking of this, Tong Che subconsciously frowned again, and bit his lower lip.

"Little cat," Mu Hanfeng skillfully put his finger to Tong Che's mouth, as if he knew what he was thinking, and said relaxedly, "Don't worry, your boyfriend won't make money-losing business."

Tong Che was taken aback for a moment, understood what Mu Hanfeng meant, and felt relieved.

He really doesn't understand business matters, but as long as he knows that Mr. Mu has his own considerations, he won't be at a disadvantage.

After talking about the business, Mu Hanfeng couldn't help being funny again, "The new contract is still being drafted, why don't you take this opportunity to let the big boss unspoken rules?"

Tong Che raised his head, caught the teasing smile in Mu Hanfeng's eyes, and cocked the corners of his mouth. After thinking for a while, he poked his head over and licked Mu Hanfeng's Adam's apple lightly.

Mu Hanfeng froze for a second, then suddenly stretched out his hand, picked Tong Che up and put him on the desk, not forgetting to declare, "The desk is newly replaced and is only for your use."

The current environment had a different kind of excitement. Tong Che felt that the back of his neck had started to feel hot again, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hook Mu Hanfeng's neck.

The central air conditioner in the room was turned on warmly, and the hem of Tong Che's clothes was lifted up, revealing a section of whiteness.

The side of the waist with the birthmark of the little moon is very hot, as if smudged with steam.

Tong Che lowered his head slightly, and what he saw was the top of Mu Hanfeng's hair.

Mu Hanfeng's hair was always as cold and sharp as he was, but at this moment it was a little disheveled, as if even the hair was conveying some kind of ambiguity.

Not long after, Tong Che watched Mu Hanfeng's slender fingers disappear into his loose clothes with the increasingly warm touch on his waist.

The back of the neck was throbbing more and more, Tong Che's eyes, ears, cheeks, and even his neck were all flushed with blush.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help panting softly, like a cat who was being served very comfortably.

After an unknown period of time, Tong Che tensed up in an instant, his knees subconsciously bent and curled up, and then slowly relaxed, maintaining that position for a long time without moving.

Mu Hanfeng straightened up, his eyes were dark, and he asked hoarsely, "Do you like it?"

Tong Che came back to his senses, and nodded embarrassedly, "I like it very much."

As he spoke, he sat up straighter and stretched out his hand, wanting to help Mu Hanfeng as well.

But just barely touching Mu Hanfeng's waist, there was a knock on the door, and Yunsu's voice came in, "Hanfeng, someone is looking for you."

Tong Che looked up at Mu Hanfeng, mouthed and asked him, "What should I do?"

Mu Hanfeng gritted his teeth, said "wait a moment" to the outsider, carried Tong Che off the desk, lifted his chin towards the other door in the inner room, and said in a low voice, "You go in first."

Tong Che straightened his clothes, obediently went into the inner room, and closed the door.

Mu Hanfeng quickly tidied up the "scene", opened the window, sat back on the seat, and straightened his shirt before he said, "Please come in."

The person who came was the general manager of the company. Mu Hanfeng's equity acquisition process was too fast, and there were still a lot of information that he was not familiar with.

The general manager is a Beta, and he can't smell what happened in this room just now, so he reported to Mu Hanfeng with a serious expression as usual.

Mu Hanfeng was a little absent-minded at first, but this man was too conscientious, and it took half an hour to report. Afterwards, Mu Hanfeng had stopped thinking about it, so he simply concentrated on talking to him about work.

After the people left, Mu Hanfeng sighed helplessly, got up and went into the inner room.

Inside is a small lounge with a soft sofa, and Tong Che is nestling in it to check his cell phone.

Seeing Mu Hanfeng coming in, Tong Che glanced at his legs for the first time, was stunned, and said in surprise, "No...don't you need to help me?"

Mu Hanfeng raised his hand to pinch the center of his brows, and sighed, "Forget about today, I owe you all, you should prepare for the audition first, and wait until you finish these two days..."

Mu Hanfeng paused, his tone sank, and he traced Tong Che's waist with his index finger, saying every word, "When the work is over, I will pay back the principal with interest."

……

It's just that sometimes, I really answered that sentence——

People are not as good as the sky.

On the 29th, Tong Che's audition went well, and Director Wang made the decision on the spot to secure him.

It happened that both Mu Hanfeng and Yunsu were present, so they decided to discuss the time of joining the group, which was set on January [-]th.

Tong Che had indeed finished his work, and he was able to take a week's rest with all his time.

But Mu Hanfeng suddenly received a call from his subordinate, and was told that there was a temporary change in a project of his own company in Haicheng, and he needed to go there in person.

The incident happened suddenly, and Mu Hanfeng booked a plane ticket for the afternoon.

Before booking the ticket, he discussed with Tong Che whether he should take Tong Che with him.

But in the end it was decided to let Tong Che wait for him at home.

After all, this time he is not going to play. If he gets busy outside and Tong Che waits for him in the hotel alone, it would be better to be at home, with coconut milk to accompany him.

Tong Che drove to see Mu Hanfeng off. He wanted to get out of the car and follow him into the airport, but was stopped by Mu Hanfeng, "Don't go in, you are alone today, and you didn't bring your assistant bodyguards with you. I don't worry about being recognized."

"Then you go in alone," Tong Che retorted in a low voice, "I'm not worried either."

Mu Hanfeng reached out and rubbed the top of his hair, "You can rest assured that I will call you after I went in and passed the security check, okay?"

Hearing what he said, Tong Che had no choice but to nod, saying "OK".

"Be good," Mu Hanfeng leaned over again, kissed Tong Che on the lips, and promised, "I will come back as soon as possible, before the New Year's Eve."

Tong Che nodded, and then instructed, "Don't be too tired, and pay attention to your body."

The two bid farewell to each other in the car for a while, before Mu Hanfeng got out of the car and entered the airport, fully armed with sunglasses, mask and scarf.

Tong Che didn't leave in a hurry, but sat in the car until Mu Hanfeng called him, saying that he had passed the security check, and then drove home.

After the recording of the variety show, Tong Che never went back to the house he used to live in, and only asked Ruan Tang to send some of the clothes he usually wears for business.

The house was not originally his, but under the name of the company.

But now, the company is also owned by Mu Hanfeng, so it doesn't seem to make much difference who owns the house.

The house I live with Mu Hanfeng now is big enough and the location is good. The only problem is that the decoration is too cold.

On the first day they came, the two of them discussed that after joining the team, they happened to be away from home for a long time, so they could take this opportunity to redecorate.

Now that the time for entering the group has been set, then the matter of decoration can be considered, and the process can be put forward.

Tong Che originally thought that this was the first time he and Mu Hanfeng were separated temporarily after being together, and he might not be comfortable with it.

However, after arriving home, perhaps returning to a familiar environment, with traces of Mu Hanfeng everywhere, and having his chest full of coconut milk, Tong Che didn't feel much hypocrisy.

Playing with coconut milk, thinking about the script, studying the decoration, most of the day passed by.

In the evening, after Mu Hanfeng returned to the hotel, the two even made a video call.

This person kept talking nonsense, Tong Che was so teased that his face turned red, and he looked very attractive and delicious.

A certain old hooligan far away in Haicheng could only watch, but couldn't eat, and he was the one who tortured himself in the end.

Fortunately, the dreams of the two are connected.

In the dream that night, Mu Hanfeng naturally ate enough money again.

On the second day, Tong Che basically lived in the same way. Mu Hanfeng sent a video to explain that he would be back tomorrow, but there was still a small part of work to be finished in the morning, so he booked an afternoon ticket and arrived home in the evening.

"Don't pick me up," Mu Hanfeng told Tong Che in the video, "New Year's Eve, there are many people outside, you wait for me obediently at home, the driver will take me back, and there is no need to cook, Uncle Hui will send someone to pick me up. What do you want to eat, I will tell him in advance."

Tong Che thought for a while, and felt that Uncle Hui's dishes were delicious, but what he missed most was the little dessert, so he replied, "I want to eat cherry blossom panna cotta."

"There must be this one," Mu Hanfeng smiled, "What else do you want to eat?"

"Others are fine," Tong Che also smiled, "You know my taste."

I used to say "anything is fine" because I was used to not revealing my thoughts, but now I say "anything is fine" because I believe in Mu Hanfeng and know that what Mu Hanfeng chooses will be what I like.

Mu Hanfeng loves to hear these words, but the two of them got tired of saying a few words, and Tong Che was urged to hang up the video and go to sleep.

A sweet dream.

Tong Che was woken up.

The glands are hot, the body is sweating, and the limbs are weak.

Tong Che's first reaction was that he was in heat again.

But soon, he denied this idea, because Mu Hanfeng had only tagged him in his dream last night.

Moreover, if he felt it carefully, Tong Che found that his current physical condition was slightly different from his estrus.

He felt itchy in his heart, as if he was constantly being scratched by coconut milk, but as long as he got close to Mu Hanfeng's pillow or nightgown, the feeling seemed to be relieved.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Tong Che still couldn't help getting up, and floated to the closet, eager to find more clothes with the smell of Mu Han.

Most of the clothes Mu Hanfeng usually wears are made of hard materials, and he usually doesn't think there is anything wrong with them, but at this time, Tong Che instinctively feels that they are not comfortable enough.

So after searching for a long time, Tong Che could only dig out all of Mu Hanfeng's pajamas and robes and throw them on the bed.

He himself also nestled back on the bed, hesitated for a moment, then took off his pajamas, and changed into the nightgown that Mu Hanfeng wore most often.

Because on this piece, the residual smell is the strongest.

After changing, Tong Che began to use pillows as the base again, and piled up the rest of the pajamas and nightgowns, until they piled up into a hill, and he nestled in it contentedly.

When he was doing this, he was still not so clear-headed, relying entirely on instinct.

It wasn't until he entered the nest that he felt surrounded by Mu Hanfeng's breath, and his body became more comfortable. Tong Che realized that his reaction and behavior were typical manifestations of Omega's nesting period...

……

Mu Hanfeng arrived home at the same time as dinner.

The person who came to deliver the food was Uncle Hui's apprentice, Mu Hanfeng recognized him, the two greeted him, and Mu Hanfeng brought a large set meal box home by himself.

Putting the lunch box into the dining room, Mu Hanfeng took off his coat, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and didn't wait for Tong Xiaomao to come out to greet him.

Unable to wait any longer, Mu Hanfeng quickly walked into the bedroom, but as soon as he entered the door and saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but stop.

It was already dark outside, the curtains were not drawn, and the thick night poured in.

There was no light in the room, the only light was the flat screen on the bed.

Being far away, Mu Hanfeng couldn't see the content on the tablet clearly.

He only saw his little Omega clearly, and under the halo of this light, he wrapped himself into the den built with his clothes, and slept soundly.

Mu Hanfeng stood at the door of the bedroom, looked at it for a long time, and then walked over lightly.

As he got closer, the moment he saw the picture on the tablet clearly, Mu Hanfeng's breathing became stagnant.

On the tablet was a high-definition still photo of a movie he had acted in before.

But it's not an ordinary still, but a still with bathroom tiles in the background, his upper body naked, and half sitting in the bathtub!

What a little perverted cat, damn it!

Mu Hanfeng licked the corner of his mouth, then turned his head to look at Tong Che.

Only then did he realize that what Tong Xiaomao was wearing was his big nightgown, probably because it was too big. The slender neck, delicate collarbone, and white chest were all exposed in front of his eyes without reservation.

The black of the nightgown contrasted with the whiteness of Tong Che's skin, and it was very sharp, except for a little blush at the end of his eyes, as if he was in some kind of dreamy dream.

Everything in front of him stirred every nerve in Mu Hanfeng.

Looking at it, Mu Hanfeng's eyes became darker, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was about to change his clothes and go to bed, when he saw a certain little cat move as if it felt something, its little head arched At his hand, rubbing against the palm of his hand.

Alpha's evil factor started to cause trouble again, Mu Hanfeng thought of teasing, stretched out the index finger of the other hand, put it on Tong Che's lips, and rubbed it lightly twice, and pried Tong Che's teeth open without any effort.

The index finger wrapped around the uvula, and soon Tong Che's breathing became more and more rapid, and he murmured vaguely, "I want to..."

Mu Hanfeng approached and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"

Tong Che was half asleep, he hesitated for a second, and then murmured again, "I want...I want Teacher Mu to want me."

Mu Hanfeng's fingertips trembled, and his breathing became tighter. He continued to ask a little stubbornly, "Bite you? Or do I want you?"

"Yes!" Tong Che seemed a little impatient, sucked Mu Hanfeng's fingertips twice, and then emphasized, "Four times!"

Mu Hanfeng closed his eyes, suppressed the storm in his eyes, pulled out his index finger, and began to pull the buttons of his shirt, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I want you."

If the fuck can bear it, then he really isn't an Apha!

The author has something to say: Well... it will be tomorrow!

It is estimated to be similar to the previous book, and I still want the fairy-tale Maserati hahahaha [kneeling]

Another: There are still two chapters in the main text, the tentative extras are fully marked with seaside weddings, daily fragments after marriage, parallel worlds, if you want to see anything else, you can comment, I will consider it as appropriate~

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