After being forced to bind the pheromone with the old enemy

Song Shiyi also looked down along his line of sight, the hand holding his wrist suddenly released its strength, and slowly slid down, the friction between the skin brought faint itchiness.

Just as Jian Ning was about to withdraw his hand, Song Shiyi gently hooked his little finger.

At the same time, Song Shiyi asked again: "Is it okay?"

The feeling on the hand was real, maybe it was because the other person was catching a cold, and even his body temperature was higher than his. Jian Ning was taken aback by the sudden close contact, and hurriedly withdrew her hands, looking warily at the person sitting on the bed. people.

Jian Ning gritted her teeth: "I told you not to call me Tuantuan."

Song Shiyi is as good as he is: "Okay, Tuantuan."

"?" Jian Ning said angrily, "Do you still have a little fever?"

During the brief contact just now, Song Shiyi's hands were indeed very hot.

Song Shiyi raised his hand and tried his forehead: "Maybe a little."

Jian Ning sighed resignedly: "Do you have a thermometer?"

He thought to himself that his temper was really good, but anyone with a bad temper would have to beat them up.

"Yes." Song Shiyi directed him to get the cold spirit and thermometer.

Five minutes later, Jian Ning looked at the 5°39 displayed on the thermometer and said, "I really have a fever."

After finishing speaking, he put down the thermometer, walked to the table with a pack of fever-reducing granules, and wanted to make a pack of medicine for Song Shiyi. As soon as boiling water poured into the cup, the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine permeated the room.

Jian Ning handed over the medicine in disgust, lightly lightened his hand, the cup was taken away by Song Shiyi, and he was about to put down his hand when he was held back by the other party.

Jian Ning: "?"

Song Shiyi expressionless: "Bitter."

"so what?"

Song Shiyi pretended to be reluctant and reluctant: "Give me a hand, just treat it as a reward for candy after drinking the medicine."

Jian Ning: "You are so wronged, why don't I go out and buy candy for you?"

Since you are so reluctant, then don't hold it!

He broke free a couple of times at will, and let the sick spirit lead him without breaking free.

Song Shiyi got cheap and acted like a good boy: "Don't feel wronged, it's a bit hard to go out, I feel sorry for you."

Jian Ning was annoyed by him: "Don't feel sorry for me, as long as you don't bother me a little bit."

Song Shiyi was serious: "That won't work."

Jian Ning: "?"

He gave up on himself and said, "Why don't you just tag me."

Song Shiyi's dark eyes couldn't see any emotion, but his voice was much lower: "The cold will be contagious to you."

Of course, the way of biting the glands is not contagious, and the way of contagion is tacit between the two.

Jian Ning: "?"

Song Shiyi laughed in a low voice and didn't speak again.

After drinking the medicine, he woke up tired, lay down in the air-conditioning blanket and prepared to sleep again, but he refused to let go of Jian Ning's hand at all.

The rain didn't stop until night, and Song Shiyi had a low fever, which made his IQ drop by half. Jian Ning was also afraid to go out for a while and come back again. A person who is burned might be able to give himself sell.

Although Song Shiyi fell asleep, he didn't let go of his hands. No matter how hard Jian Ning struggled, he couldn't get rid of it. In the end, he had to give up, dragged a stool to the side of the bed, and sat down to play with his mobile phone with his left hand.

After playing with the mobile phone for a few minutes, the feeling of his right hand being held could not be ignored. Jian Ning unconsciously looked at Song Shiyi. The boy was lying on his side with his eyes closed naturally.

Then, his eyes fell on Song Shiyi's eyelashes, and he couldn't help feeling a little absent-minded.

The ceiling light in the dormitory is soft, and Jian Ning thinks of the escape room before, of drinking chicken soup at Song Shiyi's house that night, of the way he chuckled countless times, his eyelashes dangling like small brushes make people feel itchy.

The rain outside the window was pattering, and there had been no sound in the dormitory for a long time, only the occasional slight sound of the air conditioner running.

Jian Ning recovered uncomfortably, breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to get rid of the inexplicable emotions in her heart.

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside turned from gloomy to completely dark, Song Shiyi showed no signs of waking up, Jian Ning was looking for problems on the phone to do mental calculations, and leaning back in the chair felt a little drowsy.

He subconsciously sank down, and his right hand took Song Shiyi's hand up and down, and then the phone slipped from his hand.

Song Shiyi woke up completely, let go of the hands they had held for a long time, and looked at him.

Jian Ning yawned and bent down to pick up the phone, and saw the group message lit up on the screen.

Song Shiyi: "Sleepy?"

Jian Ning's face was obviously tired, and his eyes were a little blurred: "Yes."

Song Shiyi: "Think about how to sleep at night?"

Jian Ning regained consciousness in an instant. If this problem is not resolved, no matter how sleepy he is, there will be no place for him to sleep.

Song Shiyi thought for a while, then patted his bed.

Jian Ning's eyes widened, probably guessing what the other person was thinking, and asked in disbelief: "I'm going to sleep on the bed, so where do you sleep?"

Song Shiyi didn't change his face: "Lend you half."

The beds in Rongshi University’s dormitory are relatively spacious, and it won’t feel cramped for two adults to lie on. Although Song Shiyi already has the outline of an adult, Jian Ning is relatively thin, so it won’t be difficult to sleep on a bed .

Jian Ning: "?"

He looked at Song Shiyi warily: "What if you infect me with a cold?"

Song Shiyi had a deep meaning: "I don't know what to do to you, how could I infect you."

The other party's candid tone made Jian Ning feel that her thoughts were too dirty.

"Besides, you stayed in my dormitory all afternoon today, and if you were to contagious, you would have already been contagious."

It seems to be quite right.

Jian Ning thought over and over again, except for sleeping with Song Shiyi, there was no better idea.

Seeing that he seemed a little shaken, Song Shiyi said, "I still have a blanket in my suitcase, you can take it out and use it."

Jian Ning stood by the bed, thinking for a long time, and an hour later, after taking a shower, she came back in her pajamas, obediently hugged the air-conditioning blanket, got into Song Shiyi's bed, and lay down against the wall.

Song Shiyi got out of bed and drank the medicine for the night, and when he looked back, he saw the young man lying on his bed, regretting his decision for a moment.

He rolled his Adam's apple, looked away, and took a big gulp of cold water: "I'm going to take a shower."

Jian Ning wrapped herself tightly with an air-conditioning blanket. The pillow was made of a pile of clothes he borrowed from Song Shiyi. It was a bit soft, but not uncomfortable, so she quickly felt comfortable with the "temporary pillow". fell asleep.

It took Song Shiyi a while to come out of the bathroom, and when he saw Jian Ning wrapped up like a silkworm baby on the bed, he smiled softly.

He still had the air-conditioning in the bathroom on him, so he didn't go directly to bed. He sat at the table and finished today's set of papers before turning off the light and walking to the bed.

The beds were all stained with the smell of platycodon flowers, Song Shiyi sighed again, he didn't even have the courage to look at the wall, and lay on his side facing the outside under the cover of the air conditioner.

As the night passed, the rain outside the window was much lighter, but it was still continuous, and the hot weather suddenly cooled down.

This time Jian Ning slept soundly. Before the phone alarm clock rang in the morning, he woke up. The first time he saw the people who were very close to him, he was instantly startled.

Song Shiyi turned around after falling asleep, turned to face the wall, and leaned closer to him.

Jian Ning was lying down, so Song Shiyi's sideways body appeared larger and stronger, like a hill, with pressure that could not be ignored.

He moved slightly towards the wall.

"Do you know what you look like?" Song Shiyi suddenly closed his eyes and said.

Jian Ning: "Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Song Shiyi opened his eyes with narrow eyes: "No, I saw you twisting and turning here just after waking up."

Jian Ning leaned against the wall again: "..."

Although Song Shiyi didn't plan to do anything, but seeing him so defensive, he had some bad thoughts in his heart, so he also leaned on the bed.

"Do you know that in ancient times, what would you do if you were wrapped up like you?" Song Shiyi asked.

Jian Ning: "?"

"Sleep servant." When these two words were said, there was a little smile.

Jian Ning was like a cat with blown hair, just about to bite someone, Song Shiyi got up from the bed knowingly, he was begging for a bargain, so naturally he would not ignore his expression.

Angrily, Jian Ning also got off the bed, opened the bedroom door and prepared to go back to her room to change clothes.

The top students in the summer camp usually have finished washing after six o'clock and are ready to go to the classroom to study, so the students in the corridor heard the sound and looked over.

After the dormitory was allocated yesterday, Jian Ning posted his room number in the group, so that other members of the group could find him.

The people in the corridor looked at the dormitory number, and then at Jian Ning. He had messy hair, was wearing pajamas, and came out of a room that obviously didn't belong to him, with Alpha pheromones all over his body.

The corridor on the third floor of the dormitory was exceptionally quiet. Jian Ning reacted, took a step back expressionlessly, and quickly closed the door.

Song Shiyi looked at Jian Ning who came back again, and thought it was funny: "What's wrong?"

"I can't bear to miss you, can't I?" Jian Ning raised her eyebrows, extremely arrogant.

He didn't want to tell Song Shiyi what was going on outside the door at all, and he would get nothing but a laugh.

Song Shiyi pursed his lower lip, lowered his eyes and couldn't see his emotions clearly: "Of course."

Half an hour later, Jian Ning noticed that the voices outside the door were gradually getting quieter, so he took the opportunity to sneak back to his dormitory. The summer camp is full of nerds who only know how to study all day long, and he is not afraid of them talking nonsense.

If you don’t have enough questions, how about chatting?

At noon that day, when the rain stopped, Jian Ning went to the supermarket to buy new cotton pads and quilts.

Song Shiyi's cold was almost healed after a night's sleep, and after another day or two, he was completely cured. Seeing that the other party's susceptibility period was about to pass, Jian Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief. The days of father being a son again are finally coming to an end.

At noon on the fifth day after entering the camp, Jian Ning brought Song Shiyi lunch as usual. After the two of them ate, Jian Ning was about to go back to take a nap, but Song Shiyi stopped him.

The boy lowered his eyes, his face was bloodless, and his expression was a little strange.

"I'm not feeling well."

Jian Ning was a little confused: "Ah? What, what's wrong?"

Song Shiyi said softly, "I want to mark you, can I?"

"No, didn't you say that that kind of mark is not allowed?" Jian Ning panicked.

Song Shiyi's voice also sounded uncomfortable: "Just bite the back of your neck, I've been thinking about it all morning."

Jian Ning frowned: "But isn't your susceptibility period coming to an end soon? How could this be?"

Logically speaking, the symptoms of the susceptible period should be gradually alleviated. How could someone feel so uncomfortable on the last day?

"I don't know either." Song Shiyi shook his head lightly.

Jian Ning was a little worried about him, and nodded: "I owe you, of course you have no objection if you want to mark me."

Hearing the young man's words, Song Shiyi's expression was stiff and helpless for a moment, he quickly recovered and pointed to the table: "Where are you leaning?"

Jian Ning was half leaning against the table, tilting his head to reveal the glands on the back of his neck. The boy's familiar breath approached him. He resisted for a moment, but soon calmed down.

Song Shiyi fixed his waist with one hand, lowered his head and bit the gland.

The clear and sweet smell of alcohol almost made him unable to stand still, and his eyes were even more dizzy. Although his consciousness was vague, he noticed that Song Shiyi took a step forward, put his arms around his waist, and hugged him. into the arms.

The smell of rose liqueur and platycodon flower gradually blended together, the temperature of Song Shiyi's body gradually became hotter, and the hand on his waist became tighter.

Jian Ning was a little unsteady, leaning on Song Shiyi's shoulder obediently, and then the other party's leg was firmly stuck into the penis.

Alpha's pheromone was more violent than the previous few markings. Jianning took a few breaths before slowing down. After a long time of calm, she realized that something was not right.

He couldn't speak fluently: "No, no, you, you calm down."

Song Shiyi frowned, and seemed to be feeling even more uncomfortable, and his exhaled breath was a little hotter than usual.

"Just don't move around." His voice was hoarse.

He didn't want to mark Jian Ning a few days ago and knew it would happen. Once he noticed some feelings of youthful vigor, there was no way to cover them up. He was afraid that he would do something under the control of pheromones.

That's why I want to take advantage of the last day to mark, at least let Jian Ning bring his own breath.

Jian Ning stood still, not daring to move, waiting for him to calm down slowly.

However, Song Shiyi took a few steps back before he was completely calm, and there was a lot of space between the two of them.

Jian Ning glanced down subconsciously, and caught his motionless eyes when she raised her head.

Song Shiyi's face was very calm, and he asked, "Is it big?"

The author has something to say: It’s not easy to judge visually, just try to know

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