mimic pheromone

When the two returned to the dormitory, they unexpectedly found that Mianmian was not there!

"Hiss—" Xuanfu suddenly made the sound of a choked duck.

Shi Daizhe glanced at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Xuanfu: "No, nothing..."

The little moth was very embarrassed, and looked around, trying to say something to relieve the anxiety in his heart.He panicked and said, "Where did Mianmian, Mianmian go... Let me call and ask... Call him, call him back..."

Shi Daizhe was even more puzzled: "Why did you call him back?"

"Hiss—" Xuanfu gasped again.

yes!Why call Mianmian back!Really let Mianmian stand here, not allowed to sleep, and watch him with wide eyes, and he is touched? !

As soon as he thought of this, Xuan Fu felt a fire burning from his toes to his hair, his mouth became dry and his whole body went numb, he was so nervous that he didn't even know where to put his hands.

Shi Daizhe looked at him in surprise.He is obviously in his own dormitory, but why is he the anxious one instead?

Is it...

It's been so long since I've been in contact with his breath that my previous fitness level has all returned to zero, so the instinctive fear of facing natural enemies has been triggered again?

Shi Daizhe let out a long sigh, and thought angrily: I really shouldn't have let him leave me...

However, to be honest, even if he knew it was destined to be like this, if he did it all over again, he would still respect Xuanfu's opinion and let the little guy be free to do what he wanted.

The relationship between them is not master and slave.They are equal, he does not own him.So he will not interfere with the little guy's wishes, and he will definitely not force the little guy to do anything... including staying by his side.

Watching the little guy's performance today, he has no doubt that the little guy will be successful.

The score Dead Rabbit gave the little guy at the end makes sense.The most rare thing for an artist is the popularity of the audience.Speaking of singing and dancing, in fact, these idols are not as good as professional singing and dancing artists.But the latter cannot become the top traffic sought after by capital, because of the popularity of topics and audiences.

A truly professional performance that is out of tune, but unable to blend in with the masses.After a day of hard work, the general public turns on the TV, computer, and Weibo after get off work, and what they want to see will not be real art.They just want to have fun.

Entertainment, excitement, excitement, that's what audiences are after.

Xuanfu's weakness and hard work, Mianmian's genius and gentleness, these two people are bound to arouse a high degree of topicality when they get together.They can bring positive energy to the audience and attract everyone's attention.

So they will be successful.

This is exactly what Dead Rabbit calls "idol traits".

Because of this, after today's performance ended, Shi Daizhe was actually a little sad in his heart.

He knew his little moth would not be coming back anytime soon.His little moth likes to flutter, longing for the light, the little moth flaps its wings hard and wants to fly further... He can't keep the little moth in a glass bottle.

Little Moth finally found something he likes to do and can do well. He should be happy for Little Moth.

But why is he so scared?

Yes, he is afraid.

He was afraid that his little guy would be fascinated by the colorful world outside, and would never come back.

As he once said to Yu Lu: When you fell in love with him when you were young, did he really attract you, or because you had too little contact with things, he was just the best in the narrow world when you were young? that person?

When you step out of the ivory tower, open your eyes, and have a panoramic view of the world, can the person you once admired still make your heart move?

Shi Daizhe sat on the side of the bed with Xuanfu, and asked him to lift up the hem of his clothes.Looking at the little guy's trembling fingers, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

It's ridiculous.A moment ago he was teaching the little guy not to underestimate himself, but now he himself has lost confidence.

But what can be done?They... are natural enemies.

To this day, the little guy still trembles because of a little breath he accidentally leaked, and he will be so nervous that he can't breathe under his gaze.They are born with a life-and-death relationship-there is no other possibility. When a moth encounters a spider, it will definitely be eaten.

Even if he escapes by chance, it will at least be a tragic ending with broken wings and detached tentacles.

Nature is so cruel.Therefore, the lower level of the food chain will engrave the fear of natural enemies in the genes, and pass it down from generation to generation for thousands of years.It was an uncontrollable fear from the deepest part of the soul.

It was an irreproachable biological instinct.

No matter how nice he is to the little ones, it can't change the fact that they are natural enemies.

He is afraid of him.

But why did he insist on it?

Shi Daizhe turned sideways, and stroked Shangxuanfu's stomach with one hand.The white and soft belly is as smooth as fresh cream.He loves that touch so much, he dare not admit that every time he checks his body for Xuanfu, he can't help but have a strong desire.

He knew that the little guy would be afraid, and the little guy was resisting deep in his heart, but he still selfishly wanted to continue to touch and touch.

I want to hold the little guy in the palm of my hand.Watching him trembling in his hands, crying helplessly.I want to lick his tears, to taste whether the warm liquid is sweet or salty.Want to suck on his neck, his chest, everything that shudders when he touches it.

Want to eat him.

I want to eat him whole and hide him in my stomach.That way he won't be going anywhere.

Then he was... truly, forever his.

The man's eyes were getting darker, and he tried his best to restrain the terrifying thoughts that kept surging in his chest.He held his breath well, pressed his heartbeat, and he wouldn't let the little guy find out the slightest clue.

But Xuanfu was still terrified.

Xuanfu lowered her head slightly, and obediently followed what he said, revealing her white and soft belly.He was biting his lip, repeatedly and finely grinding that poor lip flesh.His lower lip turned red from being bitten by himself, as if it was about to drip blood.

Shi Daizhe knew that since he said it was a bad habit last time, Xuanfu had worked hard to change it.

But now Xuanfu is biting his lips tightly, even his breathing has become strange.He unconsciously breathed through his mouth and nose together, which is a sign of excessive tension.

"Fight or flight" response, so called in medicine.

That is, every cell in the body is storing energy and breathing desperately.Cells need to use oxygen to release energy to cope with the possible burst of energy demand in the next second-whether it is fighting or fleeing, they need to do their best, otherwise they will be eaten.

... The little guy noticed it.

Imminent danger of being eaten.

Yes, he is about to be eaten.If his natural enemy loses his mind.

but--

But even so, the weak and helpless little thing still suppressed his fear and sat beside him.

He didn't run away, he didn't fight back.In this way, against the instinctive fear, obediently and obediently, he lifted up his clothes, exposing the most vulnerable belly to the natural enemy.

Because he trusts him.

No matter how frightened he was, the little guy gritted his teeth and endured.Because he believes that he will not hurt him.

"..." Shi Daizhe took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the desire surging in his heart was so despicable.

He should not have betrayed that trust.He couldn't...he couldn't hurt that poor, cute little thing.

Love is restraint.

There was no confusion in his heart, and he was absolutely sure that he fell in love with this little guy.

So he has to restrain himself.

The man closed his eyes, calmed down, and concentrated his spiritual power in the palm of his hand.His palms were pressed tightly against the boy's soft and white belly, and the soft spiritual power surged like a hot current, warmly and firmly reaching into the boy's dantian.

"Hmm..." The boy couldn't help narrowing his eyes.The familiar warm feeling, like soaking in hot water, melted his whole body, every joint in his body was limp, and every pore opened.

The dantian is the most important place for the Yaozu to gather their spiritual power, which is the basis for their livelihood.If he is violated, even a little bit of stimulation is enough to cause him great harm.

But the boy didn't feel the slightest threat.That spiritual power was not aggressive at all, it just made him feel familiar and warm.

The spider core buried inside the dantian sensed the power of the same source, and trembled slightly excitedly.The young man's body also trembled - that was his most sensitive, fragile and untouchable place, but at this moment, it was poked by the trembling of the spider core.

The irregular tremor made the boy's throat tight and his whole body numb.He opened his mouth unconsciously, and his breathing rate became deeper and faster.There was water vapor in his eyes, as if he was being bullied by something invisible.

The muscles spasmed slightly.It doesn't hurt, and I can't say how uncomfortable it is...it's just...strange...strange beyond description...

Why... why is it different from before...

It used to be...it wouldn't be like this...

A trace of confusion flashed in the boy's confused eyes, but soon, he couldn't help thinking:

Ah, this is also very good...not uncomfortable...

No... Compared to "not uncomfortable", it should be... "comfortable"...

Sure enough... sure enough it will be like this...

……really?

Why do you think it is "really"?

The young man unconsciously bit his lips, his eyes wandered, and his mind felt numb.He wondered dazedly: Is it because... I want it to react?

yes, it's mine...

He already gave it to me, so it's mine...

So it responded to my wish, it reacted as I wanted it to, after sensing that person's approach...

Sure enough... sure enough... awesome... amazing...

It's a more wonderful feeling than imagined... Fascinating, sinking... It's scary to be happy.

Scared, wanting to run away, but can't help but yearn for more.

The young man raised his face slightly, unconsciously completely exposing his fragile and slender neck to the natural enemy.

It was an almost pious gesture, as if yearning for sacrifice, yearning for dedication.Eager to present this humble and insignificant body in its entirety.

The man tried his best to keep his hands as light as possible, for fear that he might accidentally hurt him.At the same time, he was also surprised by the boy's increasingly rapid breathing and frantic heartbeat.

What made him even more strange was that the spider core, the one he personally buried in the boy's dantian, was trembling with an abnormal frequency that was completely unpredictable.Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, wobbly.

Whenever he touches it with his spiritual sense, the spider core will jump wildly as if stimulated.The boy would suddenly suffocate his breath as if being strangled.

……How is this going?

The man settled down and tried to completely wrap the spider core with spiritual power.

——The spider core trembled suddenly!Stir crazily in that delicate and fragile dantian!

"Woo--" The boy was forced to cry from the corners of his eyes, sobbing and grabbing his hand.

The man was startled, and his heart was instantly filled with worry.He immediately withdrew his spiritual power and reflexively wanted to withdraw his hand, but was surprised to find that the young man was holding his wrist tightly, his eyes were closed, and his chest heaved violently.

Take his hand, slowly but firmly...

down.