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Kang Zhuo's mind was very confused all afternoon, and he was frequently absent-minded in class. Everyone he saw on the way home from school would think of Quan Huachen - this person's nose bridge was very high like Quan Huachen, and that person's single eyelids looked like Quan Huachen. The boy playing on the basketball court is so tall, he also looks like Quan Huachen...

Suddenly, a basketball slammed into the fence beside Kang Zhuo. Kang Zhuo was startled and almost dropped his phone.

"Feel sorry."

Just now the boy Kang Zhuo thought was as tall as Quan Huachen ran over to pick up the ball. He was wearing a familiar jersey, honey-colored skin, fashionable hairstyle, and rivets on his ears.

It's Yin Dongfan.

Kang Zhuo was wondering why he didn't play in this school, when Yin Dongfan suddenly raised his hand and threw the ball, shooting a three-pointer from a long distance.

Yin Dongfan stared at the ball expectantly, and saw a perfect parabola - the basketball was thrown directly over the basketball hoop, thousands of miles away from the basket.

Yin Dongfan was a little embarrassed. He was about to explain to Kang Zhuo that he was good at the game. When he turned his head, Kang Zhuo had already walked away.

Yin Dongfan sent a lot of messages to Kang Zhuo in the two days after his military training, and the content was to clock in three meals a day.Sometimes Kang Zhuo was waiting for news from Quan Huachen, and happily clicked on the new news notification, but only saw Yin Dongfan's small lyrical composition like a running account, and Kang Zhuo blocked him in a fit of anger.

But no matter how many bad moods there are today, when he sees Quan Huachen, Kang Zhuo will feel that this day is not too bad.

In front of Quan Huachen, Kang Zhuo is always full of desire to share, like a primary school student on the first day of school, he almost wants to tell Quan Huachen such trivial things as how many glasses of water he drinks a day.

In fact, Kang Zhuo is not a talkative person, but under the gentle and encouraging gaze of Quan Huachen, it is difficult for Kang Zhuo not to tell him everything about himself.

After all, in the past so many years, no one has ever been interested in Kang Zhuo's life, not to mention that he is willing to sit face to face with Kang Zhuo, listening intently to his talk about the eating methods of single-celled organisms.

However, at a certain moment, Kang Zhuo suddenly had a thought: Quan Huachen didn't seem to have said anything about himself.

Kang Zhuo also wanted to know, what happened to Quan Huachen this day, and was he unhappy?If very happy, and because of who?

Seeing Kang Zhuo repeatedly torturing a piece of okra with chopsticks, Quan Huachen asked him, "What's wrong? Don't you like eating okra?"

"No, it's delicious." Kang Zhuo came back to his senses and began to pick up the rice. "By the way, uncle, has your susceptibility period passed? Are you still uncomfortable?" When he was chatting with Quan Huachen in the morning, Quan Huachen Said that he had already gone to the company.

"Well, it's all right now, and I still have this with me." Quan Huachen tilted his head slightly, and opened his collar with two fingers, showing Kang Zhuo the blue glands on the back of his neck.

Kang Zhuo's eyes lit up immediately: "A mint-flavored gland patch? Is it the one made in our laboratory?"

Quan Huachen smiled: "Yeah, it feels really good. We plan to fine-tune the appearance and formula, and add calming ingredients. It will be very suitable for alphas in the susceptible period."

This is Kang Zhuo's first laboratory project, and he is very excited.After the meal, he asked Quan Huachen if he had any extra glandular stickers, and wanted to take a closer look at the finished product. Quan Huachen said that he only put on this one, to feel the effect, and didn't bring any extra home.

Quan Huachen thought for a while, tore off the gland sticker from the back of his neck, and put it on the table in front of Kang Zhuo: "I'll bring you a new one tomorrow, you can take a look at this one I used first, see You can just throw it away.”

After Quan Huachen finished speaking, he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Kang Zhuo held the gland patch in his hand and looked at it. It was square, similar to the omega gland patch, and it looked like a big band-aid, but it looked much better than the semi-finished product made by Kang Zhuo's laboratory before. Mint The smell is also more moderate, and since this glandular patch has just been removed from Quan Huachen's body, there is no doubt that it still has the body temperature of alpha and the smell of pheromones.

Minty brandy.

Kang Zhuo couldn't control the gland, watching it approach his nose bit by bit...

"Kang Zhuo, did I leave a plate on the table? Bring it to me."

Quan Huachen's voice suddenly came from the kitchen, and Kang Zhuo was so frightened that he quickly stuffed his things into his pocket: "Here we come!"

After returning home, Kang Zhuo went to the bathroom to take a shower. He took off his clothes and threw them into the laundry basket. He suddenly remembered something. He picked up his pants, fumbled in his pockets, and took out a blue object .

Kang Zhuo stood naked in the bathroom, holding the gland in his hand in a daze.

This gland sticker Kang Zhuo has fully observed at Quan Huachen's home. The used gland sticker is soaked in alpha pheromones, and the glue on the back has no effect. Why does Kang Zhuo hide it in the house? Take it home in your pocket?What else can it do?

The shower sprayed hot water two steps away, and the steam blurred the mirror, as if covering some prying eye.

The bathroom is too small, and in this small closed space, the smell cannot escape, even if it is diluted ten thousand times by water vapor, the aroma of brandy still lingers in Kang Zhuo's nose.

Kang Zhuo's Adam's apple moved up and down, he carefully unfolded the gland and held it in front of his face.

His hands trembled a little, but luckily no one would see him.

Under the cover of the noisy water, Kang Zhuo slowly raised his hand, and put the gland on the back of his neck——

The brandy pheromone with a spicy mint flavor opened its fangs, as if biting the gland.

Kang Zhuo was dizzy for a moment, he couldn't stand up anymore, his back hit the cold tiles in the bathroom and slowly slid down.

He was gasping for breath, and the excessive saliva was not even swallowed, overflowing the corner of his mouth.

The tingling is mixed with numbness.

Kang Zhuo covered the back of his neck with one hand, and scratched helplessly on the floor with the other.

A valve was opened somewhere in his body, and Kang Zhuo could smell his own jasmine-flavored pheromone getting stronger and stronger.

This is a sign of heat...

Half a minute later, Kang Zhuo slammed open the bathroom door, and he stumbled naked to the bedside table to search for inhibitors.

Ordinary capsule inhibitors are useless, only injections.

Kang Zhuo knelt on the floor beside the bed, hastily sterilized his arm with alcohol, and stuck it with a needle.

After a few minutes, the inhibitor kicks in.

The glands no longer swelled out of control, and my sanity gradually returned.

Kang Zhuo began to feel cold, he went back to the bathroom in a daze, closed the door, and suddenly found that he was still holding the cyan gland in his hand.

The gland paste was made into a small piece by Kang Zhuo, and it was wet with water. After being soaked with alpha and omega pheromones at the same time, it produced a new and strange aroma, which smelled like A jasmine soaked in wine overnight...

Recalling what he did in the bathroom just now, Kang Zhuo immediately threw away the ball of glandular paste as if his hands were scalded.

What the hell is he doing!

Kang Zhuo felt that he had suffered a lot.

He stayed in the bathroom for almost an hour, mostly in a daze.

After coming out of the bathroom, he huddled under the quilt before even drying his hair.

In the small dark space, Kang Zhuo finally felt safe. He imagined himself to be that piece of glandular tissue, shrinking himself into a small ball.

The soft bedding wraps Kang Zhuo like Quan Huachen's embrace.

Kang Zhuo didn't understand, he had already taken inhibitors, why he still wanted Quan Huachen's hug so much, not for pheromones, but simply for physical contact, even if there was no contact, it would be good to see him face to face .

Kang Zhuo tried his best to suppress the urge to find Quan Huachen next door, took out his phone and opened the photo album.

Kang Zhuo actually doesn't like taking pictures. Most of the albums are emoticons and archives of some important papers, and there are very few photos with Yin Dongfan.

But before he knew it, there were already more than 500 photos in his mobile phone, and more than 200 of them were of Quan Huachen.

Quan Huachen's figure surfing in the sea, Quan Huachen's back view queuing up to buy milk tea for him, Quan Huachen's profile while driving, Quan Huachen cooking, Quan Huachen taking a bath for Lanlan, Quan Huachen Looking at the file in front of the computer...

Kang Zhuo suddenly burst into tears uncontrollably.

It wasn't because the experiment failed, or because he was bullied by someone, but because he finally realized that he seemed to like Quan Huachen and his ex-boyfriend's uncle.

Wrong, immoral, hopeless.