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Chapter 43 Chapter 43
Yao Jin said the address, the driver started the engine, and the car drove smoothly on the road.
Siming Jin sat next to the car door, looking out the car window, there was a big gap between him and Yao Jin, and there was a cat bag in the middle.
It was very quiet inside the car, only the small meowing from the bag and Yao Jin's softly soothing the kitten could be heard.
"It seems to be a little uneasy." Yao Jin's comforting didn't have any effect, instead the kitten had a tendency to meow more and more fiercely.
Jin Siming looked away from the window, seeing Yao Jin staring at her for help, he lowered his head abruptly, glanced at the blue cat bag, and opened the side door.
The fluffy pale yellow head poked out tremblingly from the inside, and was exploring left and right, a hand suddenly landed on its head and lightly stroked it, it slammed its head back, bared its teeth and made a "neigh".
Jin Siming gently touched her back and forth a few times, and the plush gradually became less defensive about her. She stretched out her little nose and sniffed between her fingers, slowly no longer repelling her touch, and even raised her head. Actively approached her hand.
Seeing that the little milk cat became so cute in Siming Jin's hands, Yao Jin raised her thin eyebrows: "It seems to like you very much."
Jin Siming followed the kitten's fur, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly, "I have always been attracted to small animals."
Seeing her smug look on her face, Yao Jin couldn't help but feel a little funny, and couldn't help but get closer: "Really? I didn't expect you to have such skills."
It may be that he has brought his own small animals to buff him intimately since he was a child. When he was a child at his grandmother's house in the countryside, the most vicious dog in the village would become obedient when he saw Siming Jin.
Jin Siming straightened her back and thought for a while. After she turned her head and saw Yao Jin's face that was zoomed in, she quickly shrank back and said unnaturally, "You, what are you doing so close?"
Yao Jin blinked blankly, with a hint of playfulness on his lips: "Ah? Isn't this a normal distance, isn't classmate Jin too sensitive?"
Jin Siming: ""
Jin Siming pulled the cat bag up, turned his face and looked out of the car, pursed his lips and said nothing.
The little milk cat was enjoying the grooming service comfortably, when he was suddenly locked back, scratching his paws at the door beside the cat bag unhappily, and barking twice, but Siming Jin had no intention of being played by it now.
In fact, recently, she always felt that Yao Jin was flirting with her. Could it be that she is really too sensitive?
The car quickly arrived at its destination, and Siming Jin stood in the magnificent hall, suddenly hesitant.
Yao Jin looked back at Siming Jin, who was dawdling behind. He seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, there is no one in my house."
Guessing what he was thinking, Siming Jin looked at Yao Jin's slender back, licked his lower lip, and followed.
He followed Yao Jin to the elevator. The moment he entered the door, Siming Jin was a little surprised at how empty and deserted the house was. If Yao Jin didn't say that this was her house, Siming Jin would have thought it was a vacant house. For a long time, the house does not have the smell of fireworks that people live in, and it does not look like a home.
When changing shoes at the entrance, he only saw two pairs of slippers. Jin Siming felt that this should not be Yao Jin's real home, at least, not where she lived with her family.
After bowing his head and thinking for a while, Siming Jin followed Yao Jin into the living room.
The overall decoration style of the room is more Nordic style, which makes it seem more cold.
"What do you like to drink? Juice, drink, or yogurt?" Yao Jin asked as he walked to the kitchen.
Jin Siming put the cat bag on the carpet beside the sofa, opened the side door, "No need, let's put it first."
The furry head sticks out, and stretches out its small paws to probe carefully in the unfamiliar environment. After turning around, looking for the smell, it crawled to Siming Jin's feet, and moved against her legs.
Yao Jin came over to see this scene, and said with a "tsk", "My little milk cat seems to have been abducted by you."
Jin Siming is embarrassed, why even Yao Jin's cat likes to touch her?
She bent down and picked up the cat, put it in front of Yao Jin, raised her eyebrows and said, "Please, this is your cat. You have to take the initiative to please it, and it will get close to you."
Yao Jin looked down at the fluffy little ball, and tentatively touched it. Maybe he had been with the two of them for a while. The kitten was not as afraid of people as it was at first, and began to sniff Yao Jin. hands, and got closer to her.
It was the first time that Yao Jin raised a pet, and she was actively approached by a kitten. This sense of dependence gave her a special sense of satisfaction. Her beautiful eyes were full of novelties, and she instantly focused all her attention on the little dumpling. .
Seeing that she was staring at the kitten for a moment, Jin Siming began to exhort: "You need to prepare a cat litter for it. If you don't have one now, just use a sofa cushion or something. Then, little milk. It's best for the cat to drink goat milk powder for her, or go to the cat food store to buy some food suitable for kittens."
Although Jin Siming has never kept a pet, her grandmother likes to keep cats very much, so she also knows something about it.
Yao Jin immediately took out his mobile phone, and together with Siming Jin picked out some items needed for raising the little hairballs, and then found a cardboard box, put the coat Jin Siming used to wrap the kitten under it, and took it again. put two warm handbags with warm water in it, and made a temporary simple cat litter for the little hairball.
Squatting beside the cathouse and playing with Yao Jin with Xiaomao Tuan for a while, Siming Jin took out his phone and checked the time, it was almost eight o'clock, so she stood up, "Okay, I should go back soon."
She didn't know if she had been squatting for too long, but when she got up, she suddenly felt dizzy, her legs went weak, and she fell backwards.
Seeing her fall to the ground, Yao Jin hurried over to help her up, "How are you? Are you okay?"
Jin Siming propped up his upper body with his hands, and his voice was a little weak: "It's okay, I just fell down accidentally."
Jin Siming rubbed his temples with his forehead, thinking that it was just dizziness caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain, but after a while, not only did he not get better, but his body began to get hot, especially when Yao Jin leaned over to help her, The sweet smell made her reaction even stronger.
Oops!
Jin Siming thought of something, and quickly shook off Yao Jin's hand supporting her arm, got up and walked towards the backpack on the sofa, but before she took two steps, a strong sense of discomfort caused her legs to lose strength, and she knelt down. Fall on the carpet.
Yao Jin frowned, and came to her worriedly: "What's wrong with you, are you sick?"
Jin Siming's lips have begun to tremble, and he points to the sofa weakly: "Inhibitor is mine, in the bag"
Yao Jin immediately understood what she meant, and quickly got up and picked up Siming Jin's backpack on the sofa.
She turned the backpack inside and out, frowning: "There is no inhibitor in it."
Jin Siming panicked now. She thought about it carefully with her still lucid consciousness. She put the inhibitor on the desk in the classroom, and it seemed that there was really not in her backpack.
It's over, is she going to be here?
She bit her lower lip, not daring to think any more, stood up and stumbled towards the door.
Yao Jin hurriedly reached out and grabbed her: "What are you doing? It's too messy for you to go out like this now!"
Jin Siming shook off her hand, "I can't stay here, I want to go back"
In the only remaining consciousness of Jin Siming, there was only one thought at this time, and that was to escape from here while he was still awake, at least as far away from Yao Jin as possible.
After all, she really didn't want to, and couldn't be in estrus in front of Yao Jin! !
Seeing Siming Jin go outside desperately, Yao Jin clasped her hand tightly, dragged her hard, and said anxiously, "Can you calm down, Siming Jin? It's even more dangerous for you to go out now, there are people selling inhibitors downstairs. Vending machine, you stay here, I can buy it for you now!"
Hearing what she said, Jin Siming relaxed a little, Yao Jin took the opportunity to drag her to the sofa, and pressed her to sit down, "Just wait for me here."
She left after she finished speaking. Jin Siming reached out to her when Yao Jin turned around, but only touched the tip of Yao Jin's hair.
Watching Yao Jin's smooth black hair slip through his palm, and hearing the sound of the door being closed, Siming Jin slipped down from the sofa feebly, and squatted on the carpet with his knees in his arms.
She didn't know how long she could hold on, she just hoped that Yao Jin would come back soon.
Yao Jin took the elevator to the first floor, bought some alha-specific inhibitors from the inhibitor vending machine in the lobby, and hurried back.
After entering the door, he saw Siming Jin squatting on the ground with his knees trembling all over. The little furball came out of the cat litter at some point, and was lying on her shoulders, yawning with his mouth open.
Yao Jin strode over, put the small hair ball on the sofa, took out an inhibitor and held it in his hand, then stretched out his hand to support Siming Jin's shoulder, wanting to give her an injection.
However, in the next second, Jin Siming suddenly raised his head after she got close, her complexion was flushed, and even the corners of her eyes were dyed crimson.
Jin Siming grabbed Yao Jin's wrist on her shoulder, squeezed it in his hand, and pulled her into his arms.
Yao Jin hurriedly put his other hand holding the inhibitor on her shoulder, pulling them apart, biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcing himself to remain calm.
She already felt the pheromones that Jin Siming escaped in the air. Although she was still sticking the restraint stickers, not a lot escaped, but the concentration was much higher than usual due to the fever period, and the s-level alha was higher Concentration pheromones, even if only a little, will make ordinary oga unable to control themselves, and can't help but lean up.
Fortunately, Yao Jin's level is not low, and his self-control ability has always been very good. She held her breath, gritted her teeth and ignored the fast heartbeat, forcibly restrained the aroused emotions, and pushed Siming Jin away with all her strength, "Be awake, Siming Jin!"
But these didn't seem to have any effect. Jin Siming still squeezed one of her wrists tightly, his eyes were blurred, and he began to lean towards her neck, mumbling some peaches in his mouth.
Yao Jin bit her lower lip that was about to bleed, and when Jin Siming came over again, she opened her mouth and took a bite on her shoulder.
"hiss"
The pain caused Jin Siming to take a breath, and for a moment of clarity, she suddenly retracted from Yao Jin's body, her face flushed as if she was about to bleed.
Seeing that she was still staring at him, Yao Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Turn over to me, and I'll help you inject."
Jin Siming noticed the inhibitor in Yao Jin's hand this time, and quickly released her wrist and reached for it: "No, I'll do it myself."
As a result, after taking out the inhibitor from Yao Jin's hand, because of the unstable force, he accidentally squeezed the inhibitor too much.
The shattered glass shards scratched her palm, and blood slowly oozes out. ,,URL,: