The pheromone of the lop-eared rabbit makes the CEO really fragrant

Rong Bao was forced to bury her small face on the man's gland, and the strong and rich pheromone penetrated into his nasal cavity. After a while, Rong Bao was suffocated and leaned dizzily on the man's shoulder.

Qi Yan looked at the little man in his arms with dark and violent eyes. He tried his best to restrain his violent emotions: "You can only smell my pheromones, and you are not allowed to smell other people's pheromones. Do you hear me?"

Qi Yan's tone of voice contained vague pleadings, and he seemed very humble. The old man who was almost 40 years old finally fell in love with him once. He cherished his little love very much and would never allow others to take it away.

Qi Yan lowered his head, nibbling Rongbao's ear with his lips, his voice was so low that it became hoarse: "Rongbao, you are mine."

Rong Bao had already passed out due to excessive inhalation of pheromone, and could not hear what the man said.

Although he fainted, Rong Bao still tightly held the lump of brown glands in his little hand, it can be seen that Rong Bao really likes this pheromone, much more than Qi Yan's pheromone.

Rong Bao only fell into a coma for a while, and soon woke up.

After waking up, in front of Qi Yan, Rong Bao held the lump of gland under his nose, and sniffed gently, with an obsessive and intoxicated expression on his face.

Rong Bao's move directly filled up Qi Yan's anger.

Qi Yan took a deep breath, then lowered his face and asked, "Rong Bao, do you want him or me."

"Master Qi..." Although Rong Bao has been smelling other people's pheromones, he still calls out Qi Yan's name.

Qi Yan is in a very complicated mood now, he wants to lose his temper, but he feels a little lucky that at least Rongbao still knows how to call him by his name.

Qi Yan looked at Rongbao helplessly, and asked again: "Rongbao, tell me, who do you choose."

As if Rong Bao didn't hear Qi Yan's words, he was immersed in the pheromone.

The answer to this performance of Rongbao is already obvious.

Finally, Qi Yan left angrily. Before he left, he was still a little worried about Rong Bao, so he told the old housekeeper to take good care of him.

Qi Yan left, and Rong Bao didn't matter, he didn't cry or make trouble, just holding the gland and sniffing there.

Qi Yan has been away for a whole day, and he didn't come back until the next morning. When he came back, he was full of alcohol, his hair was not taken care of, and he looked a bit sloppy, which was the complete opposite of his meticulous and majestic image in the past. .

Seeing Mr. Qi like this, the old housekeeper was very surprised. He stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Qi, do you want some hangover soup?"

Qi Yan asked with a gloomy face: "What about the brat?"

The old housekeeper put his hands vertically on the side of his trouser legs, and replied respectfully: "Still sleeping."

Qi Yan frowned a little irritably: "After I left, did he cry?"

The old housekeeper glanced at Master Qi, and then said honestly, "I didn't cry."

Qi Yan, who was already very irritable, became even more irritable. He overturned the low table in front of him angrily, and the glass low table shattered all at once, and the pieces scattered all over the ground.

The old housekeeper asked the maids to clean up. All the maids were trembling. They were pushing each other and pushing you. Finally, the thinnest maid was pushed out. She bravely took small steps. Walking forward, kneeling on the ground, he picked up the glass shards one by one with his bare hands, being very careful not to offend Master Qi.

Qi Yan glanced at the maid, and ordered: "Go and wake him up for me."

The maid was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses, got up from the ground, and hurried to the second floor to wake Rong Bao who was still sleeping.

The maid stood beside the bed and called softly: "Master, master..."

Rong Bao's hearing was poor and he couldn't hear, but he still slept soundly.

The maid had no choice but to push gently with her hands.

Rong Bao woke up from the shaking, opened those sleepy eyes, and looked at the maid in a daze: "?"

The maid said to him respectfully: "Master, Master Qi has woken you up."

Master Qi was so angry that only Young Master Rong could help suppress the fire. The maid pinned her hopes on Rong Bao, but what she didn't know was that Qi Yan's anger was caused by Rong Bao.

As soon as he heard the word Qi Ye, Rong Bao's gray eyeballs lit up instantly.

Afterwards, under the service of the maid, Rong Bao put on his clothes and shoes.

At this time Qi Yan was impatient to wait, seeing Rong Bao coming down from upstairs, his expression changed slightly.

Rong Bao still holds the lump of gland in his little hand, when he sees Qi Yan, his eyes light up, but he doesn't stick to it like before.

Seeing that Rong Bao was not as clingy to him as before, the air around Qi Yan's body gradually cooled down, and seeing that the child was still holding the gland, the whole hall instantly condensed into frost.

Rong Bao was not afraid of Qi Yan's black face, he walked towards the man slowly, then stood on tiptoe, climbed on the man's shoulder, and kissed the corner of the man's mouth.

Rong Bao's kissing of men is completely subconscious, because in the past two months, every time he sees a man angry, he will do so, and it has become instinctive.

After being kissed, within a second, Qi Yan's complexion turned better, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Rong Bao's waist, and then hugged Rong Bao to his lap.

Rong Bao pouted and yelled, "Master Qi~"

Qi Yan's face softened a lot: "Yes."

Although his complexion has recovered, Qi Yan was very concerned when he saw that Rongbao was still holding the gland, he reached out to ask Rongbao: "Rongbao, give me this gland."

Rongbao shook his head.

"Do you remember who owns this gland?" Qi Yan wanted to squeeze the owner of this gland into meat and feed it to the fish.

Rong Bao is still shaking his head, he doesn't remember who the owner of the gland is, but he relies on this pheromone very much, and feels at ease every time he smells it.

Qi Yan was so angry that he didn't want to get angry anymore.

When Rongbao was taking a nap, Qi Yan picked out the gland from Rongbao's small palm. Instead of throwing away the gland, he went to have someone take it for a more professional appraisal in order to find out the gland. master of the body.

When Rong Bao woke up, he didn't smell the pheromone in his memory, so he pursed his mouth and wanted to cry.

Qi Yan pulled him into his arms, and gently kissed Rong Bao's face.

Rong Bao was soothed, tilted his head, and rested his head on the man's shoulder: "Mr. Qi..."

This little brat can always make him feel ups and downs, making him happy for a while and angry for a while, firmly controlling his emotions, Qi Yan has nothing to do about it.

Qi Yan let out a long sigh: "Rongbao, I'm getting old, don't play with me anymore, okay?"

Outsiders thought that the person being played with was Rong Bao, but in fact, the person being played with was Qi Yan.

Rong Bao didn't know what playing around was, he just stared blankly at Qi Yan.