Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

Before you can react, your whole body is held down by Sherlock, and you watch Sherlock's very unreasonable handsome face approaching you little by little, just when you thought the two of you would /kiss/ ,He reached out/felt/on/on the back of your neck.

Your long hair was pulled aside by him, exposing your white and slender neck, Sherlock's movements froze.

This time he saw the pheromone suppression sticker on the back of your neck with his own eyes, and he really believed what you said.But... you put on the patch, why does he still smell your pheromone?

His rough fingertips caressed the skin of the back of your neck inadvertently, making you shiver.

Sherlock felt that he was not as uncomfortable as before. He let you go with a solemn face, and was secretly surprised that he dragged you into the bathroom under the bewilderment of pheromones.

... so stupid.

He disdained to admit that such a reckless move was his own.

You carefully looked at Sherlock, and found that his face was not as red as before, so you secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"So...are you awake? Can we leave?" you ask.

Sherlock nodded, and just about to open the door, another person rushed in and quickly got into the next compartment, which made the two of them dare not act rashly.

You two look at each other, and a sweet, rich pheromone enters the tip of your nose.

Quite viscous/greasy moans and indescribable/undescribable//describable sounds came from the next compartment, and poured into the eardrums of both of you very clearly.

You dare not look at Sherlock, you can only keep your eyes on his shirt.You think Sherlock's face must have turned dark.

Restroom play, the city will play.

The smell of pheromone fusion next to it permeates the entire public washroom like a virus. Although you have put on protective measures, you are still an Omega who will be affected.

So your face turns red like the air contaminated by pheromones, and the situation gradually becomes bad.

You exhale heavily.Listening to the corner of other people's living palaces with your immediate boss, when you were young, you felt that you might never be able to look directly at Sherlock Holmes again, and you were so embarrassed that you picked out three rooms and one living room.You don't even dare to think about how he would feel now with his disillusioned face.

But what overwhelms the embarrassment is the /heat/will and /discomfort/feeling from the body. You glanced confusedly and saw something you shouldn't see.

Sherlock's pants—

How /drum / rise / come? !

You didn't mean to /stare/crotch/cat/, you hurriedly moved away.

Sherlock felt that he had never been so speechless in his life, because of this damned sudden situation, those two stupid humans were actually in public——his susceptibility symptoms, which he had suppressed a little bit, came back again.

Moreover, it is more serious than before.

There is also //heat//intention from his body, but it is more /turbulent// than yours.

Every cell of Sherlock is greedily/greedingly//absorbing the sweet pheromone that belongs to you, and starts to think... how to make it sweeter.

It's just... I can't help it.

Sherlock's eyes darkened, /pinched/holding/ the back of your neck, breathing on your bare shoulders, and slammed down heavily.

You were in pain, and before he could react, he slashed with a hand knife, making Alpha faint.

There's no way, in this dangerous world, it's impossible not to have some skills to protect yourself.

The next day, you propose to Harry to go to the ice cream parlor.

Laughing dead, in such a hot weather, you don't want to stand in the sun blankly.So you rebuff Harry's offer to take you to the amusement park, and the latter glances thoughtfully at the page he'd just found when he was looking up the dating mecca.

However, this ice cream shop is not ordinary, and the interior decoration looks strange.The walls and even the ceiling are all painted a light mint color, the long table is white, and the chairs are light pink, which is very girlish.

Harry followed you and glanced around silently, no wonder you chose to come here.

You've always loved macarons.

You look left and right, and choose a place closest to the desktop air conditioner to sit down, so that all the cold air from the machine is blown to your back.Enjoying this cool feeling, you give this store a thumbs up in your heart.

Suddenly your phone lights up and someone texts you.

It's Bruce Wayne.

He asked if you'd like to show him around because he's coming to New York.

You didn't hesitate, and just replied hello.

In fact, strictly speaking, you and him can't be regarded as netizens, you just met at a banquet by chance and got to know each other.And because he doesn't live in New York, you basically communicate through apps.

You play on your own for a while, and realize that Harry still hasn't come over.You look at the counter, and your bamboo horse is actually having a lively chat with the waitress.

I don't know what they are talking about, but the waitress looks very happy, and Harry's expression is also very gentle.

you:?

"Hmph, what did you say that you want to play with me? In fact, you came out to have sex with other women!" You said in your heart.

However, your gaze still involuntarily falls on Harry who is not far away—you have known that he is good-looking a long time ago.

Since kindergarten, there have been girls queuing up to marry him, but in middle school, his fans are only a few more, and even very rare male o will shyly hand him love letters.If it wasn't for this guy who doesn't like to laugh by nature, then there would only be more people whose souls would be taken away by him.

Today Harry is wearing a blue and white short-sleeved floral shirt with patterns embroidered with silver thread on the collar.The top button is unbuttoned, his dark brown hair hangs softly on his forehead, and his handsome face is as young as a high school student.

You are reluctant to admit that when you were in kindergarten, you also said that you would marry him when you grow up.

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Perhaps your resentful eyes are too straightforward and strong, Harry, who has been joking with the beauty, finally noticed your gaze, and turned his head to look at you.

Then he said to the waitress, "Two double ice creams."

"Okay, what kind of sauce do you want?"

"Strawberries and blueberries," said Harry politely.

Seeing Harry finally come back with the ice cream made your face look a lot better.It seems that he is not so unfeeling, at least he still remembers that your favorite sauce is strawberry.

He handed you the ice cream, you took it unceremoniously, quickly licked it, and then said sourly: "Master Osborne is finally willing to come back, but let me wait. But there is strawberry jam, I will temporarily forgive you!"

Harry smiled indifferently, "Why do you react so strongly?"

But although he smiled for a long time, his eyes were firmly fixed on the way you were eating strawberry ice cream.

You stretch out a little bit of bright red she tip//roll/ and walk a little bit of strawberry jam and white ice cream at the /top/end/, and the red and white dessert will pass by his eyes in a few seconds, until he can't see it The place.

Although it's wrong to think this way - it's obvious that you eat ice cream in a normal way, but Harry just tastes a little bit of lust from your movements.

You moaned and hawed for a while without answering him.Then you noticed something, looked at him quickly, and said strangely: "Why don't you eat? It's going to melt."

Only then did Harry abruptly withdraw his gaze, and quickly concealed his gaffe by turning his eyes away.

Looking at him like this, you are even more strange.You stared at him thoughtfully, then looked at the blueberry ice cream in his hand, and suddenly thought of something, "Do you think blueberry tastes bad?"

But in the next second, you muttered again, "Impossible, I have eaten almost all the flavors in this restaurant, and they are all delicious..."

In order not to make you feel any more strange, Harry hastily /bited/ took a bite of the /most/top/end/ of the ice cream.It was really delicious as you said.

After a while, he said, "I think the smell is very strange."

You didn't think much of it, you just leaned in and took a bite of his ice cream.

It melts in the mouth, not as sour as strawberries, but sweet and delicious.

"Where is it?" You asked back, only then did you suddenly realize that there seemed to be something wrong.

The next second you opened your eyes wide, why did you run to eat his ice cream? ? !

You immediately looked at Harry cautiously, and saw that he didn't show any displeasure.You breathed a sigh of relief, but your mood was still strangely tense, and even the back of your neck was aching.

Memories from before this moment came back.The reason you were estranged from Harry in the past was because... he almost tagged you that summer.

When you received his call, you rushed to the bar in a hurry.Reeking of alcohol, he obediently leans against you like a big dog, letting you lead him away.

You remember the look of confusion on his always proud face, and you also remember how he pressed you on the sofa in his house piously/crazy/random/kiss/wen/you/of/mouth/chun/ and back/neck.

He seemed to have said something at the time, but you were so intoxicated by his pheromones intertwined with rich and deep jasmine and musk that you couldn't remember it at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" You blushed, making a gesture to snatch the ice cream from Harry's hand, "Shall I buy you another one?"

Unexpectedly, Harry grabbed your wrist instead, and easily stopped your movement, "You really know yourself."

"No." He added, "I like it very much."

You have a look of hell, you don't know whether he likes ice cream or you, it's really hard to get close again after being estranged for so long.

Harry ignored your expression, but turned his face and asked seriously, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"

You immediately thought about the mess with Sherlock, you have sent an email to submit your application for leave, hehe, no matter whether he approves it or not, you will not go to the detective agency these days!

Originally, you thought it was fine, after all, no one has a special period, but Sherlock insisted that he would compensate you...

"Don't go."

Harry's expression softened a lot, "You might as well come to my company as a clerk, five social insurance and one housing fund, holiday benefits, paid annual leave - free brunch."

"I don't want to, I don't want to be told that I went through the back door." You couldn't help smiling, but your eyes inadvertently glanced at a blonde girl who just walked into the store at this time, and you quickly ate the ice cream Dropped and wiped his mouth.

You are sitting upright, turning your head to look away, letting your black hair hang down to block your profile.

Hareton wondered how you looked.He didn't know until he saw Gwen Stacy.

Unfortunately, while you're trying to make yourself less visible, Gwen sees Harry.She is walking towards where you are.

"Hey, Harry, long time no see." Gwen said with a smile, which made your heart tighten.

Peter got together with Gwen Stacy shortly after breaking up with you, and your class is not the same as them, and you can’t meet them in class, so when you want to stay away, what happened to them later You don't know anything about it.

Harry also returned her distant and polite social smile: "Long time no see."

"This one next to you is...?" Gwen stared at your profile, really puzzled.

At this point you have to turn and face her, wondering what to say, Harry said, "She's my fiancée."

you:? ? ?

Brother, are you still in the blind date stage? !

But you didn't deny it, because you felt that it was a bit embarrassing to reveal that you had been single for several years in front of your ex-boyfriend's beautiful current girlfriend. In the eyes of others, if you are not sure, it means that you still don't give up on him.

Gwen does not know you well, but when she saw your pretty innocent face, she remembered that she had seen your picture in the wallet of her ex-boyfriend Peter.

Gan.

Ex-boyfriend's ex-girlfriend became his good brother's fiancée? !

Gwen suppressed her surprise, and decided to quickly write it in the memo later, and another local stall literature was born.

"How is your relationship with your boyfriend? Have you met your parents?" Harry asked again abruptly.

The "boyfriend" in Harry's mouth is automatically replaced by "Peter", and you can't help but listen attentively.Harry caught a glimpse of you like this, and felt secretly upset.

How long has passed, no matter how much you like it, you should forget it, right?

Thinking of her boyfriend, Gwen smiled, "I'm engaged." She stretched out her hand to show the ring on her ring finger.Gwen left again, you had mixed emotions in your heart, and hurriedly tugged at the corner of Harry's clothes, "Why didn't Peter tell us about his engagement?" Your tone was weak, and it sounded a little pitiful.

Harry's eyes flickered, "I don't know."

"Why? As for hating me so much, at least they grew up together. There is always friendship without love, right?" You said angrily.

Harry looked at your expression indiscriminately, and asked casually, "Do you still like him?"

"Why do you ask that again?" But you still denied it, "No."

Harry half-truly believed what you said.This time, he will take you down no matter what.

He still remembers his mood when you made the official announcement with Peter, as if his whole soul fell into the ice cellar.Then there was a strong unwillingness, he didn't think he was worse than Peter, why couldn't you like him?

Somehow, you said goodbye to Harry and were about to go home. When you went downstairs and pressed the elevator, you met someone you shouldn't have met.

When the elevator door opened, it was actually Peter.

away from a big spectrum.

The ex-boyfriend you haven't seen in a long time turns up, and there's no one else here.

I've done good deeds all my life, so it's not like this.you think.

Peter looks more handsome than before, and his figure looks better. He is wearing simple casual clothes and carrying a shoulder bag, looking full of vigor.

You are determined to pretend that he does not exist, and when you are about to pass him and get into the elevator without turning your eyes, you hear Peter say: "I, I came here specially to find you today!"

Your action of pressing the floor froze, this place is impossible to return to, so you hurriedly dragged him out of the elevator.

"Me? I don't remember I owe you money." You thought about it seriously, and when you were in a hurry for pocket money, you always flirted with Harry, but never with him.

"I heard you're getting married?" He rarely became anxious, and asked straight to the point.

This, where is it.

The corners of your mouth twitch.

But you actually admitted, "Yes! So you don't have to come to me specifically to do something, I don't think we are suitable!"

Hearing what you said, Peter couldn't help but feel frustrated. He resented, "How do you know that we are not suitable? Do you feel that we are not suitable even after the running-in period?"

His tone sounded quite aggrieved.

At this moment, you smell the refreshing pheromone aroma of lemon and lavender that you are familiar with before.

"I—" You can't stand Peter like this the most, but you immediately thought of something terrible, you snorted coldly, and changed the subject: "Why are you talking about this when it's all like this? Don't you keep it a secret? Are we engaged?"

Peter froze, "Engaged to whom?"

"Gwen Stacy! She is your partner, so is it possible that you are engaged to me?" You looked very strange.

Peter stared at you for a while, then smiled.

you:?

"Who said, I broke up with her a long time ago. I'm single now." Peter said, "So... can you take me home?"

As if he was afraid that you would disagree, Peter hurriedly added, "I'll just sit down and leave. I just went up and found you weren't there."

You pursed your lips and hesitated, but when you caught a glimpse of Peter's clear light brown eyes, any words of refusal would come to naught.

"Okay—okay! Just for a while!" If someone said that, you would disagree, but he is Peter, and you can still trust Peter's character.

Peter was overjoyed, and happily rushed forward to give you a tight hug. Honestly, he wanted to do this for a long time.

You are dizzy from this hug, as if you are stepping on a cloud, surrounded by the clean scent of lime, you want to push him away, but you don't reject him, instead you feel a sense of security.

At this point you think of Harry again, you thought Gwen's fiancé was really Peter!But why didn't Harry contradict you?

When the new elevator came down, Peter reluctantly let you go.

That is, when he let go of you, the brown-haired man saw something he shouldn't have seen——

A /road//bite//mark.

You're wearing a plain T-shirt today, so the skin around your neck isn't showing.But after the /one/rubbing just now, the skin covered under the cloth was just exposed, and the trace was so eye-catching, as if it was left not long ago.

The skin was also torn a bit, the man who /bited/you/ used a lot of human power.

Peter's eyes darkened, and he forced himself to look away.

He had just returned to New York when Gwen said that you and Harry were engaged.

Could it be... Harry bit it?

The emotion in his eyes became subtle in an instant, you didn't notice, you just opened the door and gestured "please" to him.

Peter immediately put on a harmless and sunny smile and walked in.

While you were pouring water for him, Peter began to re-evaluate your home.

The living room is still quite tidy, only a laptop computer is placed alone on the coffee table, and there is a cushion next to it, where you usually sit and play.

At this time, there is a blue cat lazily squatting on the cushion that belongs to you. When it sees someone coming, its bronze eyes move slowly. When it sees the person clearly, it changes its usual lazy style. , but meowed softly.Then Mao Mao ran to Peter's feet and rubbed the young boy's trousers affectionately.

Gan.

Although this cat was adopted with Peter a few years ago, you are the one who worked hard to shovel its shit after the breakup!You have never been treated like this before!

"You still keep it." Peter seemed to have discovered some secret, he was very happy, and the gloom when he saw your bite mark just now weakened.

Peter knelt down and stroked the blue cat's round head.

"Of course! Am I the kind of person who starts and ends?"

"Why not?" Peter picked up the cat, stood up, and asked, "I was abandoned by you all the time."

You widened your eyes and looked at Peter in disbelief, as if you felt that the way you opened the script was wrong.But the expression on his face didn't look like he was joking at all, and his beautiful light brown pupils were full of grievances.

You quickly sat down on the sofa, trying to distance yourself from him.

But he did so the next second, and sat right next to you.

The faint fragrance of his pheromones made you a little at a loss. You repeatedly confirmed the meaning of "start at random and end at abandon" in your mind, and finally asked in a low voice: "do you know what it means to start at random and end at abandon? Something I haven't done Don't slander me!"

As for why you and Peter broke up at that time... (you think) it was mainly because of personality differences.

And I was not very mature at the time, the consequence of suddenly upgrading from a good friend to a lover is that your love comes and goes quickly-it didn't take long for you to start getting tired of the world of two people.

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But when you broke up with him, you still wished him that he would find a right relationship as soon as possible.You thought you were... quite polite at the time, there was no such thing as "playing with him badly and then throwing it away".

After a while, Peter went to further studies, and you never met again.

"No?" Peter suddenly grabbed your hand, very straight to the point, "But I still like you, and only you. I have never liked anyone else. What should I do?"

You're confused by him, "This—you're obviously with Gwen Stacy—"

"It was because she participated in the event and lost a bet. The condition given by the other party was that she should maintain a relationship with the first boy she met for more than three months. In order not to embarrass her, I agreed." Peter responded Ziru, he said seriously, "I really have nothing to do with her, you can verify it yourself! Really!"

You don't want to continue the conversation, "Would you like some tea, let me make it for you?"

He had no choice but to let go of your hand, lowered his eyelashes rather hurt, "Okay."

The air conditioner was very cold, and Peter was staring at the teacup, brewing something.

"Then are we reconciled?"

Hearing this, you turn your head to look at him, "Well—you are my good friend after all."

Now your mind is full of "men will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword", and you are really not in the mood to spend the past month.

Peter smiled shyly, "Then can I play with you in the future?"

"Of course!" You are glad that Peter is finally not obsessed with your past relationship, and quickly agree.

He nodded, his eyes just wanted to move away, but he couldn't help falling on your red lips.

Black hair and red lips are the most beautiful.

It would be even better if it belonged to him... The unspeakable secret that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time now became more intense as if he had sensed something.

You think it's a bit boring for two people to sit like this, so you suggest playing games together.

Peter has always been very smart, and he picked up the game very quickly. When he was playing vigorously, the power went out suddenly, and everything around him went dark.

Your limbs suddenly became stiff, helpless.

Because you were locked in a closet for three days by pranksters as a child, you are terrified of the dark.

Peter next to you keenly sensed your discomfort, gently pulled you into his arms, and coaxed you softly, "It's okay, it's just that the power went out suddenly, do you have any candles at home? I'll go and light them."

He was about to leave, but out of self-protection mechanism, you immediately grabbed his clothes, "Don't, don't go."

Peter's eyes fell on you. In fact, he couldn't see anything in the dark, but his eyesight was much better than ordinary people's, so he naturally took your expression into his eyes without any suspense.

"Okay, I'm not leaving." He said this after a moment of silence, and I don't know if it's your illusion, but the pheromone smell that belongs to him in your senses has become much stronger.

He took your hand, and you couldn't help but move closer to him, and although Harry was fine, it was hard not to admit that Peter was the one who made you feel safe the most.

He took out a few candles from under your TV cabinet with ease, as if he had never left and stayed by your side with this familiar look.

At this time, you are like a fragile little animal shivering in the dark jungle, exuding a kind of lovable aura all over your body.You hugged Peter's arm tightly, and after changing your slightly resistive appearance before, you finally looked a little like when you were a child——

Peter glanced at you vaguely, yes, he knew that you were afraid of the dark because of childhood shadows.

It's both of you's secret - Harry doesn't know it - your secret and the one who came after you.

He leads you back to the sofa, and immediately lights a few candles.The warm light from the candle somewhat restored your mind that was gradually confused due to fear and alpha pheromones, but just as you wanted to let go of Peter, the delicious pheromones surrounded you as if you were inductive. Will give you any chance to escape, getting closer, like—

You are being held tightly in Peter's arms, your forehead touches his chin, you feel the ups and downs of his body, and you hear his strong heartbeat in your ears.

It's not that you haven't done this before.

You blushed quietly. Under the candlelight, your face looked like an oil painting.

Peter is also quietly releasing his pheromones.Even if there is no estrus, alpha's pheromone can still confuse an Omega to approach him dependently.

And the reason why he did this was because he felt that you were really going to leave him.

"I, I seem to be a little uncomfortable." You frowned and said weakly.

By candlelight, Peter /touched/touched/your face, and just as he was about to do something, your cell phone rang at a very inopportune time.There is also a barrage of information.

Among them, Bruce Wayne said that he would arrive this evening.

And Sherlock says he has a belated induction gift for you.

Harry said you left something in his car.

What they have in common... is that they are all downstairs in your house now.

Grass.

You have no choice but to lead Peter downstairs, only to hear them say in unison——

"Who do you want to spend Qixi Festival with this year?"

-END-

The author has something to say: too many words were written in the first part of this episode, which made writing the next part a headache.Originally, I wanted to write three stories, and the other one was the sweater from Harley Line, but I thought about it, it must be a /ruthless/ruthless/car, or forget it. Put pen to paper! (There is no difficult job, only difficult me...) Another one is Sherlock's, the key words are haunted, childhood sweetheart, pirate, it is another timeline, another identity, make up your own brain, my dears, sorry La.

In this post, their pheromones all come from perfume, so there will be front, middle and back notes.

The pheromones of Bruce are incense, cypress, cedar, orz that I have written before

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