I am a soft O male mother in the animal world

Ye Zhen also heard their conversation, he was a little scared: "Ti Lung, what should I do?"

Ti Lung rubbed his beautiful neck: "It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."

The stable was huge, and Shane and the veterinarian slept in Awei's room, with the lights always on.

But after waiting for most of the night, he came out to observe Lance from time to time. Seeing that Lance did not show signs of combination fever, the veterinarian told Battier: "Go to bed first, I guess it will be dawn."

Lance did not show any signs of entering the hot period of bonding again, but in the middle of the night, when he leaned against Dillon, he smelled a fragrance that did not belong to him, it was a cool and pleasant smell.

It was running into his nasal cavity, Lance woke up a little, followed the smell, and found that it was Dillon's smell, yes, it was this smell that calmed down the restlessness in his body two nights ago.

Like a cool mint flavor, but much lighter than mint flavor.

He was just thinking about how Dillon smelled like this, when he heard Dillon say, "Valer didn't give me inhibitors this cycle, Lance."

The simple Lance was ignorant: "Then what should I do?"

Dillon handed him the neck: "Bite me, bite me like I tagged you."

Lance didn't quite understand: "I can't, Dillon."

Dillon tried to bear it: "If you don't help me, I will die in front of you tonight."

Frightened, Lance sniffed along Dillon's neck and found no glands like his.

Lance was in a hurry: "Dillon, I can't find it."

Dillon was helpless, he asked Lance: "We are good friends, right?"

Lance nodded: "Yes."

Dillon: "So, my good friend is in trouble, so we need to help, right?"

Ye Zhen nodded: "Yes."

Dillon said again: "If you can't complete the mark, my friendship will end, and Battier will find you another famous horse. Would you like to?"

Ye Zhen shook her head immediately: "I don't want to."

Dillon held back his violent temper: "So, Lance, we're going to bond."

Ye Zhen opened her innocent eyes wide in the darkness, and Dillon was humming in pain, which came to his eardrums from time to time.

"Dillon, are you feeling bad?"

"dying."

Ye Zhen was terrified: "No, I don't want you to die."

Dillon's voice was as calm as possible: "Only you can save me, Lance."

Ye Zhen asked anxiously: "How to save?"

Perhaps it was affected by Di Long's pheromone, Ye Zhen couldn't do it after a while, and was induced to go into heat.

This is really not a good sign.

At first he was worried about Ti Lung, but he himself was not quite right, Ye Zhen had no strength in his horse and leaned on Di Lung.

"Dillon, I...damn it, here I go again."

Dillon turned his head and sniffed, and indeed he could smell the floral scent of Lance.

He swallowed his saliva: "Lance, good baby. Don't be afraid."

Ye Zhen whimpered softly: "I wanted to save you, but I did the same, woo woo woo."

Dillon tried to stand up: "It's okay, leave it to me. Stand up, Lance."

Lance tried his best to prop up his four long legs, stood up, and shook his body.

As before, Di Long asked him to put his front legs on the manger, and Ye Zhen followed suit.

Dillon quickly climbed up, his voice seemed to be trembling: "Lance, don't cry, don't scream, or Battier and the others will wake up and see."

Ye Zhen clenched her teeth: "Okay."

Dillon reassured him: "We tag each other, help each other, everything will be fine."

Ye Zhen surprisingly withstood Di Long's weight.

He knew very well in his heart that he was going to come again.

This time he was saving Di Lon and himself, so he endured it extraordinarily.

Tears fell silently from his eyes, and he sobbed.

This time, Dillon succeeded.

He kept comforting Ye Zhen.

"Lance baby, you're great, my baby."

"It's okay to cry, don't make a sound, we don't want others to see."

"Lance, are you okay?"

Ye Zhen nodded and sobbed, but she did not make a sound all the time, which made Ti Lung completely defeated. If it wasn't for fear of hurting him, he would have wanted to release his nature.

Ye Zhen cried and thought, this time it should be okay, right?

I don't know how long it took.

The stables were full of his and Dillon's pheromone smells, mixed together, it was impossible to tell whose was whose.

What's even more strange is that Ye Zhen didn't feel too uncomfortable afterwards.

Ye Zhen didn't understand, why did this happen?

Dillon finally calmed down.

Dillon felt better, and Ye Zhen also felt better.

He slid limply down the side of the manger, feeling light without Dillon's weight.

But the pain that couldn't be ignored still made his limbs tremble.

He slowly lay down next to the manger, Dillon finally got better, he also lay down next to Ye Zhen, and began to comfort Ye Zhen.

"Lance, are you okay?"

"are you feeling better?"

"I'm getting better, but it will take a week, and the cycle is a bit long."

Ye Zhen didn't even want to lift her tired eyelids: "It's just as long as you get better, and I get better too, Ti Lung, it's strange."

Dillon rubbed against his neck, feeling a little distressed.

"Why is it strange?"

"I don't know, it just feels weird."

"It's okay, just get used to it, thank you for saving me."

Hearing this, a little pride rose in Ye Zhen's heart.

He saved Dillon, so he's a good friend.

"Good friend, don't be polite."

Although the body hurts, it is also mixed with an indescribable feeling.

But Ye Zhen just felt happy, he saved Ti Lung.

Dillon must have thought he was great.

He also thinks he is great.

He gently asked Dillon: "When you were like this before, would you be helped by other friends?"

Dillon's whole body froze, this little idiot still considered him a friend.

Biting Ye Zhen's ear, Di Long replied, "I didn't have any good friends before, so naturally I wouldn't have a horse to help me."

Ye Zhen felt happy, and tried to rub against Di Long: "From then on, I will be your best friend, right?"

Dillon's voice was inexplicably doting: "Yes, the best in the world."

Ye Zhen felt like eating honey in her heart: "I only have you as a friend, right now."

Dillon told him: "In the future, you will only have me as a friend."

The two of us are endless.

Ye Zhen thought about it, and what Dillon said was right, he will always be in this manor, but Dillon will leave.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhen felt a little unhappy.

"Dillon, will your master come to pick you up?"

"Yes."

"Then you're gone, will you still come to see me?"

"Of course, my master and your master are good friends, and we will definitely meet again."

"That's good. I don't want to lose you as a good friend. You must come and see me."

"Yes, I will."

Under Di Long's comfort, Ye Zhen gradually fell asleep. He thought in his heart that Di Long was the first friend he made in this world, and he must meet frequently in the future.

As for Di Lung, he felt extremely melancholy, when would this little idiot treat him as his other half, not just an ordinary friend.

If he left Lance, would Lance still treat every friend he thought of as the same as him?

Thinking of this, Dillon was very unhappy.

According to the logic of this idiot, as long as they are friends, they should help, no matter what.

Dillon was anxious.

Shane and the veterinarian woke up at dawn to check on Lance and Dillon and found something remarkable.

The veterinarian was surprised: "These two... are they combined?"

He looked at the dirt on Lance's hind legs in disbelief.

Battier looked at it, and then at Dillon, who was protecting Lance, with an ugly look on his face: "Dillon, you ruined Lance."

Dillon didn't bother to talk to him, didn't you say I can't do it?Then I'll show you.

Ye Zhen also woke up in a daze. He heard Battier's voice, and he was still thinking, how could it be called a waste, he saved Di Lon's life, not Di Lon ruined him.

Seeing him wake up, Dillon said softly, "Lance, are you still feeling bad?"

Ye Zhen raised her head and shook her hair: "It's okay, I can bear it."

Dillon kissed his beautiful neck: "Be good and let me know how to treat you, Lance."

Ye Zhen snorted and looked back at Battier and the veterinarian.

The veterinarian cleaned up the dirt for him, and said while cleaning up, "That's it, Dillon is your son-in-law."

Battier's face was ugly: "This is not a good omen. Dillon's breed must have dark hair. My Lance's beautiful hair cannot be inherited."

The veterinarian comforted him: "Don't be so depressed Battier, give birth to a few more, and one of them will be like Lance."

Shane Battier said: "Actually, I am more inclined to Micah. Micah is also a bloody horse, but he is not as delicate as Lance. Only two bloody horses can produce high-quality colts."

The veterinarian suggested: "Then if Lance's birth is unsatisfactory for the first child, Micah can have the next child."

When Ye Zhen heard the words, she immediately woke up from the fright.

He looked at Dillon innocently: "Will I be pregnant?"

Dillon reassured him: "Maybe, but our nature is different from theirs. We are here to save each other, right Lance?"

Ye Zhen nodded: "Yes."

Dillon said: "So, don't worry, if you do get pregnant, I will be responsible, and the chances of getting pregnant are very small. It will take a week to get you pregnant. After all, you are a stallion Omega, not like a mare. It's that easy."

Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I'm scared to death."

As long as Dillon said, he believed it.

In fact, what Dillon said was true.

If the mare can mark and stimulate ovulation in two days, then the stallion Omega needs a whole cycle to mark and stimulate ovulation before it is possible to become pregnant.

So Lance doesn't have to worry. After all, the chance of pregnancy is very small. He will pay attention, at least not to let Lance get pregnant now. He has just grown up and is too young.

With Dillon's alpha logo, the veterinarian has to extract the type of pheromone from Dillon's glands, so as to effectively suppress Lance's pheromone.

So Dillon has to live with this pain and he has to pay for his actions.

Ye Zhen didn't know, but Di Long did.

With the alpha logo, he must be responsible for his actions.

A huge needle was pierced along the position of Dillon's gland, the blood inside was drawn, the type of pheromone was extracted, and then mixed into the medicine.

If Lance's bond fever lasts for a week, then Dillon's pheromones must be smoked for a week.

This is the price of sleeping on the noble horse.

At first, Ye Zhen didn't know why he treated Dillon like that, until he heard Battier say: "Dillon, thank you for your hard work, thank you for marking Lance, for the next week, I will work hard for you to provide pheromones, I don't want Lance to suffer any more."

Ye Zhen asked Ti Lung, "What do you mean?"

Di Long rubbed against him and said, "It's nothing interesting, that is, he admitted our good friend relationship, and only I can help you."

Ye Zhen, a naive hard-earned horse, believed it.

Dillon also knew that Lance was messed up by him last night, so if something happened to Lance next time, it would be impossible for him to be like last night again.

Then smoke his pheromone, this pain, he can bear it, for Lance.