Tigers ban coveting

The voice-activated lights in the corridor went out, and it was plunged into darkness.

Ling Junhan leaned against the wall and lit another cigarette. The screen of the communicator displayed the search records just now.

Regarding the estrus period of the white tiger, the key words are marked in red: restlessness, restlessness, eagerness to vent, and unusual ferocity.

In the early stage, there is a gradual increase in animal desire, and in the middle and late stages of estrus, they will lose control and forcefully mate.

Seeing this, the hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

Looking at Duan Wuxin's condition at present, it is still in the early stage of control, with a slight fever and consciousness.

What would happen if it got out of control?

Ling Junhan sighed for a long time, he never thought that falling in love with a white tiger would give him such a ferocious function.

If he really came here for two or three months, he would build his coffin on the spot and die.

At that time, the headlines on the report will all have gimmicks: I was famous as Ling Junhan, because of excessive indulgence, exhaustion and exhaustion.

The second cigarette was bitten off by his teeth again, and his scalp felt numb for a while.

Ling Junhan threw the extinguished cigarette butt into the trash can in the corridor, and went back to the room with a heavy heart.

Duan Wuxin slept soundly on the bed, and the military uniform had obvious creases from holding it in his hands for a long time.

It seems that it played a very soothing effect on him.

Ling Junhan lifted the quilt, leaned against his soft body, and slowly closed his eyes.

Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow.

When Duan Wuxin woke up, he was refreshed, and his ears and tail retracted again, as if nothing had happened.

He only regarded it as a sequela of illness and didn't take it too seriously.

Feeling the movement in his arms, Ling Junhan tightened his arms, closed his eyes and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Well, I took two antipyretics before going to bed last night, and it seems like it's gone again." Duan Wuxin leaned against him and blinked, the curled eyelashes brushed his cheeks, itching.

Ling Junhan was forced to wake up, and opened his eyes to look at him, "Don't take the medicine first, you may have a fever. Come with me to the research institute to get blood drawn and see what's going on."

"Oh, maybe I've started to mutate, like fighting more fiercely and hitting people harder?" Duan Wuxin guessed wildly.

Ling Junhan was speechless, thinking of the symptoms Ye Fei mentioned last night, he said perfunctorily: "It can indeed be more violent, and it can't be suppressed."

Hearing this, Duan Wuxin was very excited, rubbed his fists and called on his cheek, "It's really great."

After imagining the scene, Ling Junhan's heart palpitated.

I have never encountered such a situation before, and the unknown is scary.

Duan Wuxin was still chattering, thinking about the future, "I won't take medicine today, let's see if it will get stronger tonight!"

"Tiger, stop dreaming, get up." Ling Junhan was conscious, and stood up.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a military uniform wrinkled into pickles, and couldn't help joking, "If you miss me so much, you won't see me for three or four hours, and you have to sleep with my clothes in your arms."

"I am..." Duan Wuxin couldn't find an excuse for a moment.

It has become very strange recently. At night, I can't help but have strange urges.

He was lying on the bed alone last night. The room was empty, his spirit was empty, and his body was also empty.

The arrogance is still in his bones, and he refuses to call and urge Ling Junhan to come back quickly.

After tossing and turning, he could only dig out the worn military uniform from the suitcase and pretend to be himself.

The collar of the military uniform was stained with a very faint smell of smoke, which made it easy for him to associate it with Ling Junhan himself.

Hugging and hugging, the restlessness subsided easily.

The exact reason is still unknown.

Duan Wuxin stared at the man's playful eyes, threw the used clothes on him, and said arrogantly: "It's not rare, I will return it to you."

This scumbag's vigor of throwing away after use has not changed at all.

After washing up, the two went downstairs to the yard. Before they got close, they heard Xiaobai yelling from a distance, "Don't shrug around, you're embarrassing."

"Shouting early in the morning?" Ling Junhan asked with a frown.

Xiao Bai grabbed Xiao Hua's neck and complained to someone, with an aggrieved tone, "He has entered the estrus period these days, the air of the world, and now he doesn't even let the trees go."

Ling Junhan: "..."

Is your beast world even so uniform and punctual in estrus time?

Duan Wuxin groaned, looked blankly at the restless little flower dog, and said doubtfully: "How old is he, he's already in heat."

"I don't know, it's quite a battle against him." Xiaobai complained hoarsely, "We only have one dog here, otherwise there will be a bunch of pups in two months, I'm going to be bored to death."

The passionate action was interrupted, and Xiao Hua barked at him impatiently.

Ling Junhan decided to reveal the secret first, leaning sideways to Duan Wuxin's ear and said: "Xinxin, don't forget, you are a white tiger. Even the puppy has reached the estrus period, you..."

Duan Wuxin's eyes widened, and he shook his head in denial, "No, I haven't had this kind of time in so many years."

"You were still young before, but now you are about [-] years old." Ling Jun pointed out coldly, "After all, you are different from other white tigers."

As soon as he said this, Duan Wuxin fell into deep thought for an instant.

The successive abnormalities in the past two days seem to be in estrus.

Even if he can change into a human, is the characteristic of a beast still there?

In the past, when spring came, the animals in the endangered museum were all restless.

This kind of time is when Duan Yongnian is the busiest, busy with breeding.

Duan Wuxin has always felt that this kind of thing has nothing to do with him. Whenever he encounters a piebald tigress in heat, he always detours and walks far away.

Doomed to a lonely life, do not need the company of the same kind.

is now....

The two walked slowly to the entrance of the research institute, and he turned his head from time to time, peeking at Ling Junhan frequently.

If Ling Junhan is willing to be poked by him, it is not impossible for Ling Junhan to try the happy eating marrow of eating meat before.

"What do you think?" Ling Junhan flicked his forehead and pressed down on the top floor of the elevator.

Duan Wuxin is a bold person, and his words are quite straightforward, "I thought how could I stab you if it really came to the estrous period."

Ling Junhan closed his eyes, feeling physically and mentally exhausted, "Can you change the verb? My brain hurts."

Duan Wuxin was thirsty for knowledge, so he humbly asked, "In your terms, should it be called?"

The elevator opened with a ding, and Ling Junhan stepped out first, "Don't use such rascal words, kid, and correct your ideas again. You must never do what you think."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll wait for you to prepare." Duan Wuxin patted his shoulder magnanimously, thinking he was shy.

Ling Junhan didn't bother with him, so he went straight to the door of Meng Yusen's room, and was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was not closed tightly.

He raised a finger, pushed lightly, and the door slowly opened.

The room was dark with the curtains drawn.

Meng Yusen knelt beside the sofa, lowered his head and lightly touched Ling Jiamu's forehead with his lips.

His eyes are gentle and his movements are tender, completely different from his usual cynical temperament.

But obviously, the person who was kissed slept like a dead pig.

Hearing the movement, Meng Yusen looked up in surprise, and took a photo with the duo watching the opera.

Ling Junhan raised his eyebrows, and silently mouthed at him in shock: Bai Yueguang?

It was so absurd that I almost thought I was delusional.

Meng Yusen got up slowly, gently pulled the quilt over the person on the sofa, and pushed them towards the door.

When the door was closed, he made a gloomy expression, cut his throat, and threatened: "If you dare to speak out, you two will die."

"I really didn't expect..." Ling Junhan held back for a while, but still couldn't help laughing, "You've been hiding it for so long, but it's actually my brother."

Duan Wuxin still maintained a shocked expression, and said, "I didn't expect that, last time I said that Brother Sen has someone he likes, but fortunately, I even imagined a big beauty."

The beauty and Ling Jiamu simply don't match each other.

Meng Yusen didn't want to discuss this topic, and stood against the wall irritably, with his hands in his pockets, "No, what are you two doing here early in the morning? It's not like you don't know my schedule."

"If we didn't come so early, we wouldn't be able to see such an exciting scene. Exciting, so fucking exciting." Ling Junhan looked him up and down, with playful eyes, "I have to say, your taste is quite special."

"Fuck, don't talk about it, just fart." Meng Yusen pursed his lips, his whole body was full of irritability.

In conclusion, Ling Junhan grabbed Duan Wuxin's arm and said, "Give him a blood test to see if he's in estrus."

"Brother, I'm a researcher, not a veterinarian. Are you making things too difficult for me?" Meng Yusen scratched his hair, speechless.

Ling Junhan lowered his eyes, and seriously expressed his consideration, "I dare not send him for examination, just try."

Meng Yusen sighed, walked to the elevator in two steps, and pressed the button, "I really convinced you two."

The elevator door opened, and the air was silent in the confined space.

Ling Junhan couldn't help joking again: "I want to interview, what do you like about him? Have you confessed?"

"Shut up." Meng Yusen lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and didn't want to talk more.

"Let's talk about it, I'm very happy that someone likes my brother." Ling Junhan sighed leisurely, and imagined a picture of the two together by the way, and there was no sense of disobedience.

He probably grew up together, and in just a few minutes, he accepted this fact.

No matter how you ask, Meng Yusen keeps silent, with an indifferent face, pretending to be deaf.

When he arrived at the laboratory, he grabbed Duan Wuxin's wrist, squeezed his lips tightly, and took out the instrument to draw a tube of blood.

"Wait for three or 10 minutes." Meng Yusen finished his sentence, and ruthlessly went into the small room next door.

Duan Wuxin was immersed in eating melons, and bumped Ling Junhan with his arm, "You have known each other since childhood, but you didn't realize it? Are you too slow?"

"We've known each other since we were young, so we didn't think about it at all." Ling Junhan crossed his arms, recalling the time when the three of them got along, "He came out in high school, and I screened out some of my classmates, but I couldn't find any clues. .”

After a long time, he sighed in a low voice, "This kid hides too deeply."

Thinking about it carefully, it's really pitiful that no one knows about the secret love for several years.

The two looked at each other, retracted their melon-eating expressions, and fell into sympathy.

Half an hour later, Meng Yusen shook the blood sample out, leaned on the operating table, and said, "The sex hormones are very high, and it really looks like a beast in estrus."

Ling Junhan raised his eyes and asked the most concerned question, "How long will this period last?"

"How the hell do I know." Meng Yusen put the test tube on the shelf and replied impatiently, "I think you should consult Director Duan for this professional question."

"My dad will put me under house arrest, for fear that I will get into the mouth." Duan Wuxin shrank her neck and complained in a low voice.

Ling Junhan tapped the table with his fingertips, thoughtfully, "Could it be possible to develop an inhibitor like their Omega? If it lasts too long and Xinxin's physical condition is not stable enough, that's not a solution."

"You two are in a relationship, won't it be over by yourself?"

Meng Yusen flicked the broken hair in front of him, not wanting to take this business, "I'm busy now, the inducer of the Beast Soul Project has just been completed, and I am still developing an inhibitor that can control the mutants, so that they can reverse Return to human beings. You need to go to the back row.”

This is indeed an urgent task at present, Ling Junhan nodded and let him go.

"Forget it, you are busy first. I got the inducer. There will be a meeting in the next two days. I will take it and try to see if Xinxin can find the suspected high-level people on the spot."

Meng Yusen frowned, a little worried, "You want to use it in the parliament? Although the reagent is colorless and odorless, it always feels very risky."

"This is the easiest way. Previously, Jiamu...that is, your Bai Yueguang, checked the MPs who voted against it, but after thinking about it, I felt that the coverage was not complete enough, and some of the yes votes might slip through the net." While talking about things, Ling Junhan didn't forget to bring some private goods to make fun of his friends.

"...Can you not mention the three words Bai Yueguang?" Meng Yusen gritted his teeth and asked, "Don't use too much dosage, just a little stimulation. After all, if you overdose, it is easy to completely mutate directly, and it is easy to scare the snake."

Ling Junhan held back a smile and agreed, "I will pay attention."

Meng Yusen took out a small bottle of reagents from the laboratory, stuffed it into his hand, and yawned lazily, "Is there nothing else?"

"Not yet, I've worked hard recently." Ling Junhan stared at his dark circles, unable to bear it, "Go upstairs to catch up on sleep."

"Well, let's go." Meng Yusen waved his hand, then turned around and repeated, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful, I will beat you."

Ling Junhan smiled sullenly, with a fearless expression, "You can beat me? Don't worry, I will keep the secret."

Coming out of the laboratory, Duan Wuxin and Ling Junhan walked slowly back to the atrium.

It's really itchy to hold back the secret and not pass it on.

Back in the living room, Ling Junhan took off his coat and threw it on the edge of the sofa, and took breakfast in the kitchen.

Duan Wuxin lay sprawled on the sofa, touching the communicator and sliding the screen.

Thinking of a fan ljhsnbb whom he hadn't contacted for a long time, he clicked on the private message, blurred out the name of the man and said gossipingly, "Are you there, I'll share a melon with you today."

Regardless of whether he came back or not, Duan Wuxin typed on his own: "A friend of mine actually fell in love with his childhood sweetheart, and even had a crush on him for several years. It's so exciting!"

The coat next to him vibrated, and Duan Wuxin yelled into the kitchen: "Your phone."

"Help me pick it up, I'm pouring milk." Ling Junhan kept moving his hands, and returned through the glass.

Duan Wuxin snorted, raised her hand and took out the communicator from her pocket, and walked towards the kitchen with her slippers on.

Sweeping his gaze to the screen, where the lock screen was located, the private message he edited just now popped up.

He touched the horizontal bar, the screen spread out, and the ID of the owner—ljhsnbb was displayed on the top.

With a thump in his heart, he looked at the letters one by one as if he was not sure.

That's right, Ling Junhan is a fan.

After talking about keeping it secret on the front foot, it is embarrassing to share it with others on the back foot.

Duan Wuxin slid the frame with his finger, and the previous chat records between the two were completely preserved.

He quickly flipped through the record of the words he sent, and every word and every word came into his eyes, wanting to shoot himself to death every minute.

"Are you his black fan?"

"The work is very hard. Don't embezzle public funds and spend money on me. The part you earn...reward me appropriately."

"If I tell Ling Junhan that I want to go to his training ground, will he take me there?"

"One man to another man, why do they react like this?"

"Do you still have desires if you don't like someone?"

"Don't you hate Ling Junhan? You still put him and me together, we are not even a species!"

.....

shame, shame.

In front of Ling Junhan, he pretended to be aloof and arrogant, and he didn't care about anything.

Unexpectedly, behind the scenes, the persona was broken into pieces.

Thanks to his heart and soul, he shared his feelings and presents from time to time, and sincerely regarded him as a friend.

This person deliberately approached him under the guise of a fan, and every time he read his question with the communicator in his hand, his heart must have gone crazy with joy.

Bah, scheming scumbag.

No wonder he was so accurate in grasping his mind every time, thinking that this person could read minds and communicate with him spiritually.

Pretend, pretend to be quite similar.

Duan Wuxin held the communicator, walked quickly to him, and slapped the cutting board with a cold voice.

"This number, explain?"