My wife is a soft and cute little crying bag

The pheromone compatibility between them was already high, and Ke Ai's estrus period made him even less resistant to this milky smell.

Qiao Linzhe held Ke Ai down, kissed him hard, from his lips all the way down, and bit Ke Ai's collarbone fiercely. Ke Ai saw that Qiao Linzhe's vision was blurred, and his eyes were not focused.

Ever since he got Qiao Linzhe's pheromone, his body has been clamoring for Qiao Linzhe's filling.

"Baby~" Qiao Linzhe whispered while kissing him, "Give it to me~"

"No, brother Linzhe, not yet~" Ke Ai kept his last trace of reason, although he was in a terrible physical condition, he still told himself that now was not the time.

"I want~" Qiao Linzhe couldn't listen to anything now, he could only let his body go crazy and try his best to satisfy his desire.

Ke Ai smelled the scent of sandalwood and alcohol emanating from Qiao Linzhe's body. The two smells mixed together filled his nerves, as if he was also a little drunk.

Confused and infatuated, Ke Ai gave up struggling and let the estrous period come completely.

Qiao Linzhe took off Ke Ai's pajama pants, untied his own pants, grabbed Ke Ai's two wrists with one hand, and pressed them to the top of his head.

Ke Ai's whole body was hot and unbearably hot, and his lower body was also terribly uncomfortable. In his confusion, he clamped his legs tightly around Qiao Linzhe's waist.

Qiao Linzhe's eyes were full of depression, and he looked at Ke Ai like he was looking at prey, as if he wanted to tear him apart and eat him.

Ke Ai kept crying halfway, begging for mercy with a hoarse voice, but every time in return, Qiao Linzhe became more unscrupulous.

"Baby~Call me husband~" Qiao Linzhe kept sending Ke Ai into the clouds, coaxing in a low voice, "Call me husband and let you go~"

Ke Ai blushed, crying, "Husband~"

But Qiao Linzhe didn't let Ke Ai go as he said, but lifted Ke Ai and started a new round of tossing.

When it reached the top, Ke Ai's genitals opened, and Qiao Linzhe took advantage of the irrational madness.

Full of pheromones poured in, and as Ke Ai's blood entered the circulatory system and flowed throughout his body, Ke Ai's brain nerves were stimulated even more, and his whole body became numb.

Ke Ai was damned obsessed with Qiao Linzhe's smell, and relied even more on Qiao Linzhe. Even in pain, he hugged Qiao Linzhe tightly, crying intermittently.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and the scent of milk and sandalwood in the room was mixed together, slowly fermented under the action of alcohol, the mattress was constantly rising and falling, and the overlapping figures were also moving up and down.

When Ke Ai woke up the next day, he had hickey marks all over his body, he felt the pain that his whole body was about to fall apart, and his voice was very hoarse, "Husband~ get out~"

Qiao Linzhe was woken up by Ke Ai, and stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, "Baby, don't you enjoy yourself?"

"Hmm~It hurts~" Ke Ai pushed Qiao Linzhe away, but he couldn't use his strength at all, as if he wanted to refuse and welcome.

Qiao Linzhe started again with Ke Ai in his arms early in the morning.

During the break, Ke Ai's cell phone rang, and he wanted to get it, but Qiao Linzhe snatched it, "You are not allowed to answer other people's calls, you can only be mine."

Ke Ai knew that Qiao Linzhe had a strong desire for monopoly during the marking period. In the eyes of the alpha at this moment, their omega could only be their own, and they would be jealous and even very angry when talking to anyone else.

Just as Ke Ai recovered, his body started clamoring again, and he took the initiative to hang on Qiao Linzhe's body and ask for a kiss to relieve his impatience.

Qiao Linzhe threw away the phone, picked up Ke Ai, and started plundering frantically again.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Linzhe washed Ke Ai who had fallen asleep, and went downstairs to make porridge for others, but the porridge was only half cooked when Ke Ai came down from upstairs crying barefoot to look for him.

"Husband~ I woke up and you weren't there, I thought you didn't want me anymore~" Ke Ai is now extremely dependent on Qiao Linzhe's pheromones, especially insecure, and panics when he sees no one.

"Stop crying baby, my husband is here!"

Qiao Linzhe hurried over, hugged him in his arms and coaxed him softly, and slowly released pheromones to comfort him. After Ke Ai gradually calmed down, he wanted to ask Qiao Linzhe for a kiss again.

In a panic, Qiao Linzhe turned off the porridge cooking utensils, hugged Ke Ai and sat on the stove, and started again in the kitchen.

After cooking the porridge, Qiao Linzhe hugged Ke Ai on his lap and fed him the porridge mouthful. He hadn't eaten anything since last night. He was really hungry and ate two bowls in a row.

After eating the porridge, Ke Ai rested his head on Qiao Linzhe's lap and fell asleep on the sofa again.

In the past three days, all the employees in the villa had left, leaving only Ke Ai and Qiao Linzhe, entangled day and night, except for eating and sleeping, basically spent by the two of them.

After three days, Qiao Linzhe carried Ke Ai to bed to sleep, and took some of his own clothes and put them beside Ke Ai, so that he could sleep more peacefully.

Since there was no preparation in advance, no pheromone absorber was installed, and the villa was full of their pheromones.

Afterwards, Qiao Linzhe sent someone to send a pheromone absorber, and it took a long time for the scent of milk and sandalwood in the villa to fade away.

In a daze of sleep, Ke Ai stretched out his hand to the side, but failed to touch Qiao Linzhe. He sat up and looked around blankly, but there was still no one.

He shouted again in a hoarse voice, "Husband~husband~"

Seeing that there was still no echo from Qiao Linzhe, he burst into tears with a wow.

Qiao Linzhe heard it downstairs, and hurried upstairs. When Ke Ai saw Qiao Linzhe, he cried and reached out to him for a hug.

Qiao Linzhe hugged him in the past, releasing pheromones to calm Ke Ai's emotions.

"Why are you not here when I wake up?"

"I'm just downstairs, I won't leave you, my eyes are red from crying."