Gululu jumped even more excitedly. He Yunting had heard people say before that some strange creatures with low differentiation levels are highly sensitive to human pheromones.

And they are usually very picky, they will try their best to get close to the pheromone they like, and if they hate it, they may scratch it with their short but sharp fingernails.

In this way... it will show affection to Lin Han from the very beginning, in fact, there have been some omen since then.

But he can no longer think about these questions now.

The omega in front of him fell into an unseen pain, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he could still see the clear black eyes.

There was an abnormal tinge of red on his white face, and He Yunting could even feel the other person's hot breath, and imagined the thin skin on the back of his neck.

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"Lin Han." He tried to call the other person's name, "Are you okay?"

But as soon as he said it, He Yunting automatically silenced again.

He never seemed to speak.

Mr. Lin is like this, how can it be good.

And the most primitive instinct among creatures began to be gradually stimulated by this smell, and He Yunting himself began to feel a burst of thirst——

His eyes darkened a bit, and he wanted to leave this place immediately, but he felt like his legs were filled with lead, and he couldn't even do such a simple move.

Gululu didn't seem to know what the two of them were going through. Instead, he jumped into Lin Han's arms more and more happily. After sniffing for a while, he trembled at the side of Lin Han's neck.

It seems to have found the source of the aroma, stretched out its clumsy and short limbs and took two steps, getting closer and closer to the glands...

It's a pity that Gululu couldn't get his wish, and he was picked up by He Yunting.

From the beginning, He Yunting felt that his limbs were not like his own. His reason told him to leave now, and he didn't care what would happen to this little thing, because he knew that the Kugeer tribe would not hurt anyone.

But he still grabbed the hairball and lifted it up, just because he felt that the little thing was too close to Lin Han.

Gululu was very dissatisfied, his short limbs and small tail were waving in the air with claws and claws, but they didn't look a bit aggressive, but rather funny and cute.

It knew that it was not He Yunting's opponent, but it seemed to know that this tall and indifferent man seemed to be not a villain like that soft and sweet human being. , the claws kicked in the air for a while, expressing anger.

He Yunting's voice was cold: "Don't bother Mr. Lin."

Then he put Gululu back on the floor of the mecha cabin.

The amazing thing is that Gululu actually listened to her words, and resentfully rolled herself into a ball and rolled to Lin Han's feet, but didn't rub against it any more.

And Lin Han didn't feel any better.

He stared at He Yunting's lips, and it was not until he saw him pick up Gululu that he suddenly realized the current situation.

When his estrus period was over, he appeared in front of He Yunting without concealment.

Even if he saw He Yunting's lips now, he couldn't help but get closer, but the reason he gradually returned to the cage made him turn his head away deliberately.

Can't... can't see it.

Lin Han bowed his knees a little embarrassedly, trying to shrink himself, as if it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

But it seemed that all his embarrassment had been shown in front of He Yunting.

Probably because of the serious consumption of mental and physical strength during this estrus period, Lin Han felt extremely tormented. He didn't want to look He Yunting's eyes directly, but was tossed with blood by his body's instincts.

And the ambiguity between the two finally became the best catalyst at this moment, Lin Han didn't look at him, but still called "General" in a low voice.

He Yunting stood where he was and did not dare to move.

"I do not feel well."

"feeling bad."

Lin Han's voice trembled when he spoke, and because of his weakness and estrus, even this tone of voice seemed to have a sweet desire.

He remembered the brief two minutes before.

It was the willful time he asked for.

Lin Han felt that he seemed to have changed, becoming more greedy and wanting more, and even wanted to take this opportunity to ask for more willfulness.

He also wants to be included, and he wants to be favored.

"Can you help me?" Lin Han said lightly and slowly with a thin layer of mist in his eyes.

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And after He Yunting heard the call that was almost crying, even though he tried hard not to get close to the other party, he didn't stay away.

Lin Han finally had a little courage, turned his head again, and called him: "General."

"Yeah." He Yunting's voice was low, unable to hear any emotion.

"I don't have any other intentions, so you should be..." Lin Han's voice was getting smaller and smaller, he even had a thought that he was despicable now, but he couldn't help but say, "Just help me. "

This time, He Yunting's silence was longer than before. Even if he knew what Lin Han was going to say, he knew that this was the best solution.

Lin Han stretched out his index finger and hooked He Yunting's palm.

It may be the relationship between spiritual power. In this brief contact, he did not read any thoughts.

The temperature in He Yunting's palm was higher than usual, Lin Han's heart was beating so fast, and his voice was slightly hoarse when he spoke again.

"Make a...temporary marker."

"Okay?"

He Yunting still did not speak.

Gululu seemed to realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the moment. Although it wanted to jump up and rub it, in the end it didn't dare, and could only roll around in the increasingly strong sweet fragrance.

Lin Han knew that he was wrong.

He knew that He Yunting was soft-hearted, but it was the first time he took advantage of this soft-heartedness.

Afterwards, all situations can be solved with the word "estrus", as if this way, the surging ambiguity that is unwilling to be mentioned can be avoided.

"Is it alright?" Lin Han's voice carried a cautious temptation, and a little longing after thinking about it.

Lin Han licked his lips and tried to look at him with wide eyes.

However, he finally became bolder with his willful thoughts. He struggled to get up, no longer a touch, but firmly grasped He Yunting's hand.

"Mark me, okay?"

It's okay to say that my methods are clumsy and can't make it to the top, but I know you won't reject me.

This time, it took a long time for Lin Han to hear He Yunting's thoughts.

[Mr. Lin is very fragrant. 】

[Want to mark. 】

Lin Han seemed to have finally found an excuse for his despicableness. He even breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party was also willing, and he was not difficult to be strong.

But the next second, He Yunting opened his mouth.

"...No." There was a rare shake in his voice, but he said it anyway, "Can't mark it."

Lin Han held He Yunting's finger and moved, as if he didn't believe the other party would say that.

This was the first time He Yunting lied to him.

His voice was straightforward and warm, but the words he blurted out were not in line with his hesitation and sway, as if he himself was going through a torment no less than Lin Han's estrus period.

He Yunting seems to have a very strange obsession with marking, the last susceptible period was and this time too.

He didn't let go of his hand, He Yunting's thoughts didn't change, and it even got worse—

Lin Han could read all the desires of the other party, but he didn't know how to deal with He Yunting's rejection.

The unstoppable heat from before rose again, and he began to feel like a puppet being led away by desire, gritted his teeth to prevent some emotions from leaking out.

But the more you endure something, the more difficult it is to escape.

Lin Han saw He Yunting standing in front of him, there was something in his eyes that he couldn't see clearly at the moment, and the other person's posture was still straight, as if his heart was not like that, he really didn't want to mark himself.

But why.

He clearly...was thinking about it.

A surging wave rushed to Lin Han's heart again, he whimpered impatiently, his lips and glands emitted a stronger sweet fragrance, he couldn't think of a conclusion, but was driven to madness by this inexplicable emotion.

Lin Han began to tremble, but still stood up very hard, raised his head to look at He Yunting, but his weak legs could not support him. The opponent collided, but He Yunting, who was always agile, didn't react—

After a moment of weightlessness, the two collapsed together in the narrow cockpit.

He Yunting protected Lin Han when the two landed on the ground, but he fell firmly to the floor, and even nearly hit the lever on his back at the moment of landing.

But after Lin Han reacted, he found himself lying on He Yunting's chest, and the other party protected him with an absolutely tolerant attitude and did not hurt him.

Their posture was a little awkward, He Yunting lay on the floor, and Lin Han was lying on top of him, the two seemed to be intimate at this moment.

This posture is too ambiguous, and the two of them are breathing a stagnation, but Lin Han, driven by the posture and the fever in his body, slowly gets up from He Yunting's body, propped up half of his body in a kneeling posture, his hands even more Boldly propped on the opponent's chest, looking at He Yunting with good eyes.

The general wore very little clothes, and Lin Han only felt that the other party's heart was in his palm, while He Yunting's chest was still vibrating powerfully, like an echo from the ancient universe.

"Please."

Lin Han felt like a little snowman, but he had to yearn for the fiery heat in front of him.

He is willing to melt in the heart of the other party, just to obtain this moment of warmth.

"Mark, it will hurt."

This was the last sentence He Yunting said.

When He Yunting's breath spread to the back of his neck, Lin Han still trembled nervously.

So hot.

He Yunting pushed him to the corner, and then a fiery and powerful breath covered him. Lin Han only had time to feel his collar being torn apart, and the other's canine teeth bit his glands.

"Ugh-"

The corners of Lin Han's eyes were red, and at this moment he was so scared that he closed his eyes, but there was an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

The creature's instinct allowed He Yunting to inject his own pheromones without a teacher, but he probably didn't know the severity, or there was blood flowing down the part where the canine teeth and the glands were in contact, dyeing the white uniform, which was shocking.

The overpowering possession made Lin Han unable to speak at all. A certain feeling spread all over his body like an electric shock. He Yunting held onto his waist, but the strength between his teeth did not decrease by half, but buried deeper and deeper.

The smell of ebony gradually overshadowed the sweet fragrance that was getting weaker and weaker. The pain at the beginning was replaced by something else. Lin Han felt that he was divided into two parts. Remain in a trembling body to endure possession.

Lin Han could hardly feel when tears filled his eyes and when they fell silently. He lightly stretched out his hands in the middle of the other's request, wrapped them around him, and tried very hard to find his voice.

"You give me a hug," he said.

He Yunting hugged him tightly as he said, but his lips were still pressed against the glands.

Lin Han felt in a trance that he was like a plant that had lost its vitality, leaving only the fruit at the end of the branch for the opponent to pick, but he could only hug his neck and lie weakly on the opponent.

But...it's different.

He Yunting's mark was not a complete encroachment, but a catharsis with a strong emotion. He was unwilling to compromise for the most primitive instinct of the creature, but finally found a unique balance between the two in Lin Han's request.

Emotions and the master's mood are also hidden in pheromones, and Lin Han felt as if he was telling himself something.

My pheromones surrender to you.

My soul is free from desire and longs to live with you.

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