The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

The susceptibility period this time came too suddenly, earlier than the usual time, breaking the calm unexpectedly.

Yan Shiqing was indulging in the gentle village he created, and before that, he didn't realize that something was wrong.

His suppressed desire for more than [-] days was exposed in the midsummer evening, and he vented it horribly on the eve of everything getting better.

The Beta driver couldn't smell the pheromone, but he was suppressed by the manic atmosphere in the car and broke into a cold sweat. He only dared to respond to what Guan Ju said, telling him over and over again that he was sending him to Qi Jiu.

Yan Shiqing knew he was lying.

Yan Shiqing has the sharpest fangs and the sharpest nails.

The fangs rubbed and rattled, and he liked to gesture with his paws when the driver was lying, squinting his eyes to see which angle would be the most fun to cut off his neck from.

He also likes to see the driver straighten his back after hearing his movement, and look nervously at himself in the rearview mirror.

Very happy, Yan Shiqing's ears shook, and soon fell silent again.

He has the most primitive and instinctive desire, the blood boils in the blood vessels, the cells roar in the brain, clamoring for Qi Jiu, wanting to use violence regardless of the consequences, wanting Qi JiuQi JiuQi Jiu.

But he threatened himself not to.

No, because Qi Jiu doesn't like bad Tutu.

Yan Shiqing pursed his mouth and silently retracted his nails.

He thought, he was not good enough today, he threw the cake and Huahua forgot to take it away, is it because of this that Qi Jiu didn't come back for dinner.

His thinking logic has been completely messed up, and he can't understand the sequence of events at all, but he still insists on brainwashing himself to become Qi Jiu's favorite good rabbit.

So Yan Shiqing sat obediently, allowing Mr. Driver to lure him home and lock him at home.

The villa was quiet, Yan Shiqing stood alone in the porch, looked around in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and staggered to the room where he and Qi Jiu had been.

Qi Jiu is here, the Qi Jiu he has been thinking about lives here, and the Qi Jiu that exists in his fantasy is also hidden here.

The tip of his nose twitched, and after catching the familiar scent of pomelo blossoms from the air, he became visibly delighted.

So Yan Shiqing found a little joy from the boundless loneliness, as if a severely injured patient treated this room as the last hemostatic capsule.

He can't wait to build a nest, roll up the quilt into little circles, pile the pillows high, and go to the cloakroom to rummage through lots and lots of clothes.

He was about to empty out the entire closet, and when he happily rushed to the bedroom with a mountain of clothes, he unexpectedly heard a familiar voice——

Chacha, chacha.

The heavy old scarf just hit the floor, knocking something in the top corner of the wardrobe.

The medicine bottle whirled around, touched Yan Shiqing's ankle and stopped.

Yan Shiqing's movements stopped there.

The smooth medicine bottle was itchy when it touched his ankle, and Yan Shiqing's body was also itchy, as if a multi-legged reptile had burrowed into his bone cavity.

He noticed that his perception system was gradually disappearing, and his perception of space was passing away.

He held his breath, and a voice in his subconscious shouted, telling him not to look back, not to pick it up.

But Yan Shiqing couldn't control it.

The clothes in his hands fell to the ground in a muddle, everything else in Yan Shiqing's eyes disappeared, only the small medicine bottle remained.

— don't touch it.

Yan Shiqing stretched out his hand to the bottle.

— don't pick it up.

The clean white bottle is the same as the one Qi Jiu took out at the studio hotel, and this bottle has a patch-like medicine description on it.

--do not look!

Pheromone stabilizers, for weak pheromones, are usually taken before and after a gland cleanse.

bang.

Yan Shiqing swayed back a step, and the medicine rang again in the box.

Click.

He was in a trance for a while, unable to tell whether it was the real movement or the sound of something collapsing in his heart.

When Yan Shiqing and Qi Jiu were most sober, they decided to keep silent about certain things.

For example, Coke bottles that should not appear in hotels, beds that cannot be wet, and medicines that should not be called melatonin casually.

What he should have questioned, he should have confronted Qi Jiu at that time, and asked him loudly what exactly, exactly.

The price of silence was too painful, what Yan Shi should have known early in the morning, but he made the same mistake.

Yan Shiqing felt the pain, and the feeling of vomiting swarmed his brain, involving the pain of being gnawed on his internal organs.

There was still the aftertaste of excitement in his eyes, which gradually became silent in this oppressive silence.

Suddenly, like the rain that decided to go on a spring outing, a heavy rain fell without warning.

The hemostatic capsule didn't work, and the horrible wound on Yan Shiqing's heart was still bleeding.

The rabbit remembers everything, but the rabbit just can't figure it out.

He remembered that when he met Qi Jiu for the first time, what he smelled close to his glands was still the smell of grapefruit blossoms that tasted like bitter tea.

His jumping, excitement and joy at that time have all become ridiculous at this moment.

Yan Shiqing didn't even know what went wrong, he thought he and Qi Jiu were in the best 20 days, and he was full of yearning and confidence for the future of this relationship.

Why and when did the other party undergo the operation.

In the end, what went wrong.

Why why why why—

There was the sound of a car braking suddenly outside the villa, and the sound of hurried footsteps running towards this side.

Yan Shiqing's rabbit ears were raised high, keenly capturing all the details.

He paused for two seconds, then slowly walked towards the entrance.

From slow walking, fast walking, to running, he became more and more eager and irritable.

However, the moment the door opened, Yan Shiqing was still like a light on his back, at a loss what to do.

It was a dry day with no wind or rain.

Outside the door was the fiery red sunset unique to the midsummer season, dyeing Qi Jiu's cheeks and ears in gorgeous colors.

He was out of breath, beads of sweat slipped from the nib of the pen, and he still called him loudly: "Yan Yan!"

He smells very fragrant, only the faint smell of grapefruit blossoms.

"Sorry! I'm late!" Qi Jiu ran towards him with big strides holding the bouquet of muddy roses, "Thank you for the flowers you brought me."

This was the beautiful scene that Yan Shiqing dreamed of, but he couldn't help being sad.

Big teardrops fell from the bottom of the eyes and hit the floor, forming a circle with irregular edges.

What came back here was his former omega.

He pursed his mouth and cried hard, without making any sound, and didn't care about his flood of tears.

He is in the most chaotic and susceptible period, and has the most stupid mind, but Yan Shiqing is slow to realize that he is always working hard to do things with no results.

He couldn't keep Qi Jiu and couldn't learn to express himself.

He can't do anything, and he is caught in a cycle of self-moving, and he can't do anything.

Even the sunflower that shed its seeds for the seventh time still died in the dry soil.

Qi Jiu didn't know this at all, the irritable and strong smell of bitter tea was possessing him, and it was about to make Qi Jiu unable to stand.

In front of him was the familiar rabbit. This time the susceptibility period seemed to be particularly turbulent, and every fluff of the rabbit was shaking.

Qi Jiu rushed over to hug him, but the moment he got close to Yan Shiqing, he was pushed against the wall by the rabbit!

thump.

It hurt a lot, and there was a muffled sound when my back hit the wall.

The delicate bouquet fell to the ground and was roughly trampled on.

"Yan—" Qi Jiu didn't even finish his voice, it stopped abruptly, as if he had been restrained.

Yan Shiqing's scorching breath invaded the nape of his neck, and his fangs pressed against the sensitive skin at the gland.

There was only a very faint smell of pomelo flowers, and the potion worked very well. He successfully removed the smell of Yan Shiqing.

Yan Shiqing has the sharpest fangs.

The urge to bite is soaring, surging pheromones approaching delicate glands.

He has the sharpest nails.

He grabbed Qi Jiu, leaving a slanted mark on Omega's slender wrist.

Yan Shiqing was still in tears, his beautiful eyes were emerald-like, fragile and cruel.

He finally gave up his cute appearance and turned into a ferocious beast. Dirty desires rolled up his throat, and he announced his existence in a breath:

Tag him, tag him, tag him, tag him tag him tag him tag him!

Yan Shiqing's pupils were trembling, and his will gradually moved away in the direction of madness——

Qi Jiu is his omega.

I want Qi Jiu to be his omega all the time, all the time, all the time.

He can't leave me, he can't abandon me——

If it’s not enough to be obedient, and I can’t get his words if I am obedient, then I will never be obedient again.

Omega, who was suppressed by him, was visibly panicked, and began to push hard, but it was not enough.

He heard Qi Jiu shouting in a panic: "Yan Shiqing!"

But Yan Shiqing was indifferent, extremely indifferent, even after hearing his scream, he showed a harmless smile that could be described as innocent.

He was very excited, the tip of his tail was turning red, and he whispered beside Qi Jiu softly, as if talking about love:

"You finally called my name."