Chapter 45

Kang Zhuo's mind was very confused all afternoon, and he was frequently distracted in class. On the way from school, everyone who saw him would think of Quan Huachen - this person's nose bridge is very high like Quan Huachen, that person's single eyelid looks like Quan Huachen, someone in The boy playing on the basketball court is so tall, he looks like Quan Huachen...

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

"Feel sorry."

Just now, the boy who 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, stylish hairstyle, and his ears were covered with rivets.

It's Yin Dongfan.

Kang Zhuo was wondering why he didn't play in this school. Yin Dongfan suddenly raised his hand and threw the ball, making 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, 100,000 miles away from the basket.

Yin Dongfan was a little embarrassed. He was about to explain to Kang Zhuo that he was very good at the game, but when he turned around, Kang Zhuo had already walked all the way out.

Yin Dongfan sent a lot of messages to Kang Zhuo in the two days after the military training ended, and the content was to punch in three meals a day. Sometimes Kang Zhuo was waiting for the news of Quan Huachen, and happily clicked on the new news reminder, but only saw Yin Dongfan's lyrical essay 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 the day is not bad.

In front of Quan Huachen, Kang Zhuo was always full of desire to share. He was like a primary school student on his first day of school. He wanted to tell Quan Huachen about such trivial things as how many glasses of water he drank a day.

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

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 and listen intently to him talk about the feeding methods of single-celled organisms.

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

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

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

"No, it's delicious." Kang Zhuo recovered and began to cook the rice, "By the way, uncle, has your susceptibility period passed? Is it still uncomfortable?" When he was chatting with Quan Huachen in the morning, Quan Huachen Said he had gone to the company.

"Well, it's alright, and I'm still carrying this." Quan Huachen tilted his head slightly, opened the collar with two fingers, and showed Kang Zhuo the cyan glands on the back of his neck.

Kang Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up: "The mint-flavored glandular stick? Is it the one made in our laboratory?"

Quan Huachen smiled: "Yes, it feels really good. We plan to fine-tune the appearance and formula, and add calming ingredients, which will be very suitable for alpha during the susceptible period."

This is the first laboratory project that Kangzhuo has participated in, and I am very excited. After the meal, he asked Quan Huachen if he had any extra glands, and wanted to take a closer look at the finished product. Quan Huachen said that he only posted this one, to feel the effect, and did not take any extra home.

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

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

Kang Zhuo took the gland patch in his hand and looked at it. It was square, similar to the omega gland patch, like a large 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, it undoubtedly still carries the alpha body temperature and the smell of pheromones.

Mint-flavored brandy.

Kang Zhuo couldn't control the tenderness of the gland, watching it approach the tip of his nose little by little...

"Kang Zhuo, have I left a saucer 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 the things in his pocket into his pocket: "Come on!"

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

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

This gland patch Kang Zhuo has been fully observed at Quan Huachen's house. The used gland patch is soaked with alpha pheromones, and the glue behind it is no longer effective. Why did Kang Zhuo hide it in Take it home in your pocket? What else could it be used for?

The shower sprayed hot water two steps away, the steam obscuring the mirror like a peeping eye.

The bathroom is too small. In this small enclosed space, the smell cannot escape. Even if it is diluted ten thousand times by water vapor, the aroma of brandy still lingers on the tip of Kang Zhuo's nose.

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

His hands were shaking a little, but fortunately no one could see them.

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 the spicy mint flavor opened its fangs and bit into the glands.

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

He was gasping for breath, and the saliva that was secreted too much didn't even have time to swallow, overflowing the corner of his mouth.

The tingling was 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 the body, and Kang Zhuo could smell the jasmine pheromone that was getting stronger and stronger.

It's a harbinger of heat...

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

Ordinary capsule inhibitors are useless, only injections.

Kang Zhuo knelt on the floor beside the bed, and hastily disinfected his arm with alcohol, and stabbed it down with one needle.

After a few minutes, the inhibitor starts to take effect.

The glands are no longer out of control and the pain is gradually returning to the cage.

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

The gland patch was made into a small piece by Kangzhuo, and it was also soaked in water, a wet mass, and after being soaked with alpha and omega pheromones at the same time, it produced a brand new strange aroma, which smelled like A jasmine soaked in wine overnight...

Recalling what he had done in the bathroom just now, Kang Zhuo immediately threw the lump of glandular sticks away as if his hands had been burned.

What the hell is he doing!

Kang Zhuo felt that he had been screwed.

He spent almost an hour in the bathroom, most of the time in a daze.

After coming out of the bathroom, he tucked into the quilt before he even had time to blow dry his hair.

In the small dark space, Kang Zhuo finally felt safe, and he imagined that he was the considerate gland, shrinking himself into a small ball.

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

Kang Zhuo didn't understand, he had already taken the inhibitor, why he still wanted Quan Huachen's hug so much, not pheromone, but simply physical contact, even if there was no contact, it would be good to have a face-to-face look .

Kang Zhuo tried his best to suppress the urge to go next door to find Quan Huachen again, 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, he already had more than 500 photos in his mobile phone, and more than 200 of them were actually Quan Huachen.

Quan Huachen's figure surfing in the sea, Quan Huachen's back view of queuing up for him to buy milk tea, Quan Huachen's profile when driving, Quan Huachen is cooking, Quan Huachen is bathing Lanlan, Quan HuachenLooking at files in front of a computer...

Kang Zhuo suddenly burst into tears.

Not because the experiment failed, not because of being bullied, but because he finally realized that he seemed to be in love with Quan Huachen and his ex-boyfriend's uncle.

Wrong, immoral, incurable.