Get your pheromones

Everyone was taken aback by Rong Shiyi's move. Su Jinyou even shook Rong Shiyi's shoulder with his hand, and his face turned pale with fright:

"Rongrong! What's wrong, this is it!"

"Son, I'm so big!" Xiao Lin rushed all the way across the table. When he was about to arrive, the sole of his foot slipped, and he knelt firmly.

But he didn't care. He patted the ashes on his pants and got up from the ground. First, he shook Rong Shiyi a few times, then frowned and sniffed the cup he drank from, and asked:

"Has he been drinking?"

"Well, I took the wrong cup." Song Ci nodded.

"Huh, what's the matter? I thought something was wrong."

Xiao Lin waved his hand:

"Rongrong is a bit allergic to alcohol, pour a glass,? Let him sleep for a while and wake up by himself, it's fine."

After all, he swung his arms and was about to return to his seat, but he only took two steps before his body froze, and he said seriously:

"No, something happened, something big happened."

"What?" Song Ci frowned and looked over.

Xiao Lin folded his hands into a trumpet shape, and shouted:

"We don't have any barbecue anymore! Brothers and sisters, who of you can barbecue!"

"..."

Everyone was in a false alarm.

Zhan Bochuan laughed while eating the barbecue:

"Why do you look like you can drink up to five with your teeth and claws? It turns out to be down after just a little bit. Such a big weakness, can't be controlled by Song Ci to death?"

Song Ci glanced at him:

"Is Song Ci like that?"

Zhan Bochuan was dumbfounded by his question:

"Difficult, isn't it...?"

"Song Ci is really sad when you say that."

Even so,? But Song Ci's expression did not mean sad at all.

He stretched out his hand to rub Rong Shiyi's hair, seeing that he didn't respond, he got up to help him up, and then said to Yun Qingqing:

"Sorry, teacher, he'll catch a cold lying on his stomach here, I'll take him home first."

"Yeah." Yun Qingqing nodded quickly:

"Go, be careful on the road."

Song Ci agreed, and then helped Rong Shiyi out of the barbecue stall.

He took a taxi on the side of the road, hesitated when he reported the place name, and finally gave the address of Rong Shiyi's house.

It was already late at night, and as the vehicle drove, the warm light from the roadside street lamps swept in through the window one after another, beating on Rong Shiyi's body non-stop.

His face was a little pale, and he scratched his arm unconsciously. Song Ci noticed it, so he lifted his sleeve and took a look under the shaking light. He saw a lot of red spots on his fair skin, probably Allergic.

"Don't catch it."

Song Ci coaxed him patiently, but he didn't know if the drunk had understood, and he stretched out his hand to grab it again before he could calm down for two seconds.

No way, Song Ci could only hold his two wrists together.

The taxi smelled of air freshener, and the late-night program of the radio station was playing on the car stereo. The host's talking and laughing voice came out with the current, which was somewhat distorted.

Song Ci looked at the night view of the city from the half-open car window, his hair was blown up by the wind and swept across his forehead.

For a moment, the person next to him moved, and turned to his side.

The glass window reflects the reflection of Song Ci, clearly capturing his momentary loss of consciousness.

Rong Shiyi was still dizzy, in a daze, only knowing that he had found a good and comfortable position, so he rubbed against Song Ci's arms again.

The boy's soft hair brushed against the side of Song Ci's neck, and the warm air swept over him when he breathed, making it a little itchy.

Song Ci still wanted to continue looking at the night scene to distract his attention, but the smell of strawberry cream in his nose was so enticing that he couldn't move his mind away no matter what.

After a while, Song Ci raised his hand and gently stroked Rong Shiyi's hair as if he had finally surrendered.

He turned his face and lowered his head slightly to sniff.

The radio station in the car is still going on, and the young hostess has a sweet voice:

"Okay, listeners, today's program is here to say goodbye to everyone. At the end of the program, let us enjoy this classic "Moonlight" together. Be careful when you go out late at night. After a busy day, come back early. Come home with your lover!"

A gentle and soothing melody floated from the stereo, and the driver in the driver's seat hummed along with the familiar melody.The night wind blew across Jiangcheng at night. In a corner of the noisy city, the young man looked down at the person who was enough to make his heart move.

After a while, he lowered his head and restrainedly kissed his hair lightly.

Afraid of waking him up.

—

Drunk Rong Shiyi is not a good boy, after carrying him home with great difficulty, Song Ci knocked on the door but no one answered, finally he searched Rong Shiyi for a long time before he found his house key.

Pushing open the door, the lights in Rong Shiyi's house were not turned on, and there were two pairs of slippers on the floor. It seemed that Aunt Rong was not at home.

Song Ci originally planned to hand over the man to Rong Zhiqing and leave, but under the circumstances, he couldn't leave the drunk alone, so he had to be good to the end, and carried him to his room.

After turning on the light, Rong Shiyi's room seemed to be no different from the last time he came, except that there were a little more books piled on the table, and the pink drink bottle on the window sill was replaced with a bunch of blue ones. star.

Obviously, the blue sky star was hand-picked by him, but Song Ci only glanced at it and didn't pay much attention.

He took Rong Shiyi to the bed, then took a look at Rong Shiyi's arm, and asked:

"Is there any ointment at home?"

The drunkard didn't respond at all.

White question.

Song Ci sighed.

He wanted to go out to buy medicine, but he was afraid that Rong Shiyi would scratch his arm, so he took a tie from a hook on one side, tied the man's hands tightly together, and then went out with peace of mind.

Song Ci followed the navigation for hundreds of meters before finding the pharmacy. When he came back with the ointment, Rong Shiyi had already woken up and was lying there staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Hearing someone coming in, Rong Shiyi slowly moved his eyes to him, then shook his hand, dissatisfied:

"Why did you tie me up?"

Although she spoke quite sharply, Rong Shiyi's eyes were a little dazed, and her reaction was a little slow, as if she was still drunk.

"If you don't obey, you will be tied up."

Song Ci responded unscrupulously, and then mercifully untied him in the past.

He unscrewed the ointment, picked up Rong Shiyi's arm and applied the ointment to him.

Rong Shiyi is cute now:

"I'm obedient, don't tie me up."

"Uh-huh."

"Song Ci."

"Ok?"

Rong Shiyi looked at him for a while, then suddenly said:

"Song Ci, why are you a little different today?"

Song Ci's movements were insignificantly paused:

"how?"

"You don't seem to have smiled much today."

Hearing this, Song Ci gave him a fake and brief smile with curved lips:

"Laugh now."

"It's not the same." Rong Shiyi frowned, and said his conclusion:

"Dog, you are not happy."

"You read it wrong."

"I read that right."

"you're drunk."

"I do not have."

"What is ninety degrees of tan?"

"I'll do the math..."

Rong Shiyi counted with his fingers for a long time, but his brain turned extremely slowly as if rusted, and finally compromised:

"Okay, I'm drunk."

"When you're drunk, will you be broken tomorrow?"

Song Ci threw away his hand and applied the medicine on the other side.

"Yes." Rong Shiyi nodded:

"So, why are you upset? Tell me, I'll forget it tomorrow."

"because I like you."

In my impression, Song Ci seems to have said this sentence many times.

When putting on lipstick for Rong Shiyi today, Song Ci really wanted to kiss him, and he worked very hard to force himself not to do something out of line.

That's when he realized he couldn't go on like this anymore.

He can say a lot of words of love to Rong Shiyi, but whether it is a sober Rong Shiyi or a drunk Rong Shiyi, the reaction after hearing it is the same.

The "like" he heard can be defined in any way, but it is definitely not the one that Song Ci said.

Just like now, Rong Shiyi smiled:

"What's the matter, I like you too."

Even though Song Ci knew that he didn't mean the kind of liking, he still felt dazed when he heard the word.

"Goofy, although you are so mean-spirited and mean-spirited, and you always make me annoying, but I still like you, really. I really regard you as a good friend, so don't be unhappy."

Rong Shiyi is not sober now, and likes to drag his voice when speaking, like a child.

"Ok, I know."

Song Ci looked unclear.

After applying the medicine, he twisted the ointment and got up to go home:

"Go to sleep."

"and many more."

Just when Song Ci was about to leave, the person behind him seemed to get up suddenly, leaning over to the bed and hugging him from behind:

"Let me smell you."

"No." Song Ci refused without thinking, and reminded by the way:

"The ointment got on my clothes."

"Sorry."

Rong Shiyi apologized, but she didn't let go of her hands at all:

"I asked you to smell it so many times, why did you let me smell it?"

The faint scent of brandy on Song Ci made him itch.

When two people get along normally, no one notices that something is wrong, but when the alcohol breaks the strings of reason, the seeds of addiction that have been buried in the heart will no longer take root and sprout without any scruples.

Rong Shiyi sniffed the back of Song Ci's neck, but the smell was blocked by the barrier sticker, and only a faint trace was revealed.

"Rong Shiyi, let go."

Song Ci's voice is a little heavy.

But Rong Shiyi has never been such a well-behaved person, he just pretended not to hear the threat in his words, and even raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, then tore off the transparent barrier sticker.

In an instant, a strong and rich brandy aroma overflowed, occupying the entire room.

The oppressive feeling brought by the powerful Alpha pheromone made Rong Shiyi a little unbearable. Under the aroma of the mellow wine, his mind seemed to be a little more confused, and the hand holding Song Ci gradually lost strength.

Almost instinctively, in order to protect his master, the aroma of strawberry cream also radiated from him, entangled with brandy.

Alpha's pheromones are everywhere.

Song Ci is going crazy.

His pheromones are strong, and have a greater impact on emotions. His instinct makes him want to tear the person who provoked him in front of him right now. The unspeakable corner of his heart controls him to bite and mark him, but his reason makes him want to tear him apart. He suppressed this urge for life.

Song Ci thought he needed to leave here immediately.

He took Rong Shiyi's claws away from his body, but after taking a step, the corner of his clothes was pulled tightly again.

Song Ci grabbed Rong Shiyi's wrist, trying to throw his hand away, but his movements stopped.

He was holding it loosely at first, but then the strength gradually increased, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

After struggling on the spot for a while, Song Ci finally turned around and pushed Rong Shiyi onto the bed, grabbed him with one hand and twisted his wrists behind his back, and pressed him down.

In a manic mood, his actions are not gentle, even slightly rough.

He first kissed Rong Shiyi's gland lightly, then opened his mouth slightly, and pressed his teeth against the fragile skin of the gland.

a little harder...

Rong Shiyi is still drunk now, and has no strength to struggle at all. As long as he bites down, those things that he can't say, those things that Rong Shiyi can't understand, will be silent.

Song Ci took a deep breath.

The source of the creamy aroma was within easy reach of him, and he could taste it with a little more effort.

but,

No.

He closed his eyes, and after a while, the restless pheromone in the room stopped attacking, and gradually became milder, and was finally taken back by its owner.

It's so easy to do just a little bit.Just like a very hungry lion's sharp teeth will finally reach the fragile throat of the prey, a little force is enough to satisfy the delicacy, and no one can give up easily.

But Song Ci just did it.

He raised his head with difficulty, and then hugged Rong Shiyi tightly into his arms, chatting to comfort the conflicting desires in his heart.

A thin layer of sweat oozes from the corner of his forehead, and wets the broken hair on his forehead. If you look closely, you can find that the whole person is trembling slightly.

I really like it, how could I be willing to hurt it.

Song Ci seems to be an unruly person, he doesn't seem to care much about anything, he only acts according to his own mood.So he likes to tease Rong Shiyi, likes to see him smile, see him blow hair and see him get angry, these are all sparkling and extremely vivid emotions.

At first, Song Ci just wanted to stand and watch from a distance, but later he was a little dissatisfied, and he also wanted to participate and own.

But Song Ci has principles, he knows what can be done and what can't be done.

He can joke around with Rong Shiyi, hug him and joke with him within the limits of a friend, but he can't take it seriously.

Rong Shiyi doesn't like him, so he can't disturb his life. Unlike ordinary people, he doesn't even have the qualifications to pursue, or even express his heart, because it will cause him trouble.

Because he is an Alpha just like Rong Shiyi.

"Rong Shiyi."

After a long time, Song Ci called Rong Shiyi's name hoarsely.

"Huh?" Rong Shiyi didn't know what happened just now, he felt dizzy as if he was stepping on a cloud.

He has been ignorant and ignorant of everything.

Sometimes Song Ci would be a little helpless seeing him like this, but more fortunately.

Be silly, it's fine.

"Do you have someone you like?"

"No."

"From childhood to adulthood, have you never had one?"

"En." Rong Shiyi said weakly:

"I dare not like it, when the pheromone is released, I will be sweeter than Omega."

"If you really like it, it doesn't matter whether you dare or not."

"Maybe." Rong Shiyi should be a little perfunctory.

Song Ci did not speak again.

He was very strong, as if he wanted to rub Rong Shiyi into his flesh and blood, and it took a long time before he finally adjusted his state, and his mood gradually calmed down.

He slowly got up and found that Rong Shiyi had fallen asleep.

At this time, the moonlight came in through the window, just reflected on the blue sky full of stars on the window sill.

Song Ci looked at it for a while, and finally reached out and took the drink bottle.

He took back his little fan and his blue baby's breath.

Song Ci's hair was a little messy, and he looked a little embarrassed for no reason.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes and said softly like a sigh:

"Rongrong."

"Someone will love you."

When the red rose appears, you no longer need a baby's breath.

The author has something to say: Rong Rong is too stupid, give him some time, let the teenagers grow up together

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