Laid-off guide is a cat wife

Miao found some teasing thoughts.

"What do you think?" He lay on his back relaxed, holding the corner of the pouch with the tip of his teeth, and easily tore it open with one hand, looking quite skilled.

After getting an ambiguous answer, Xue Anxin's mouth seemed to be tightly blocked by the sticky miasma, and the hand supporting the bed board could not use any strength, and he almost fell down.

They never used this thing before.

The combination between the guide and the sentinel is seamless, and neither of them wants to be separated by any material in order to fully feel each other and deliver pleasure.

Miao Xun's fingertips were stained with slippery fluid, and he sniffed it with the tip of his nose, "Well, I hope you like the orange flavor."

"I... don't like it." The tone was not smooth.

"If so what do you like?"

"I don't even like it."

"You're really picky." Miao Xun sighed, and said lazily, "I'm still awkward at this kind of thing. Oh, I remember there are two packs of cantaloupe flavor, so I can only trouble you to make do with it—"

He turned to open the bedside table.

In the next second, he was pinched by the wrist and pulled back.

"I don't want it!" The man's heavy and hot breath pressed against his neck, eager and impatient, he tore off the already wide neckline of the black vest, and sniffed deeply almost desperately, trying to find some comforting traces.

Miao Xun easily pinched the back of his neck and pulled it away a little. His rust-gold eyes were piercing: "What are you smelling? I don't have pheromones."

Immediately he was sentenced to death.

Xue Fang trembled his lips, opened and closed them, and clenched the sheets tightly.

"I know……"

Miao Xun asked with great interest, "What pheromone was I?"

Xue Fang blurted out: "Caramel toffee, the taste of boiling after melting in water."

"So sweet? No surprise..." Miao Xun tilted his head slightly, observing him: "What about you, what kind of pheromone are you?"

Xue Fang's voice was dry: "Sea salt."

"Is it only salty?"

"I don't know, only you can tell clearly."

The higher the fit, the more detailed the scent discrimination of partner pheromones.

Miao Xun once said that it is a taste that crystallizes after being exposed to the sun on the beach, and it will dry out the mouth when licked.

Drink lots and lots of pepper soda after eating.

Although Xue Fang once suspected, he just wanted to find an excuse to drink carbonated drinks.

"I can't smell it," said the little wild cat regretfully.

"It's okay. I want...I want to be hugged by you." Xue Fang buried his hot face into his shoulder, and his pheromone was overflowing crazily.

Previously, neither of them needed to make such an explicit statement.

A look, a set of accelerated heartbeats, a disordered breathing, and uncontrollable thoughts are passed through the spiritual link tremblingly, and the combination becomes natural and blends smoothly.

But now, those factors that would easily cause people to throb have been stripped away, revealing a pale prototype.

"Or next time."

Facing him, Miao Xun looked very calm.

It seemed that he was no longer the exclusive sentinel who only burned for him.

"Why?" Xue Fang's pupils dilated.

"You said I used to be your sentinel." Miao Xun pulled him over, bowed his head and kissed his wet forehead, as if to comfort him, "You used to be very harmonious with me in bed. But I have to tell you, you and ordinary people If it’s not as fun to do, you’ll be disappointed.”

"I won't!" Xue Fang grabbed his hand and explained in a panic, "Miao Xun, what I love is you, not the degree of fit, and it has nothing to do with whether you are a sentry or not. You love me too! You love me, otherwise As soon as I came in, I hugged you, you can't be defenseless, your body is familiar with me—”

Miao Xun squeezed his wrist, so skinny, "So, we both keep the best memories of each other, the best."

The high temperature was nearly [-] degrees, the air outside was thick, and the insects kept buzzing, but Xue Fang seemed to be poured from head to toe by a bucket of cold water, and his heart, lung and blood vessels shrank sharply.

In order to relieve the pain, he bent his back deeply, took a deep breath in a daze, tried to prop up his wrist, tried three times before he managed to get up, got down from the small wooden bed, stood beside the bed, and made intermittent voices:

"You... have other partners... don't you?"

Miao Xun hooked his fingers at him: "Well...it's hard to say. How about you come over and get closer, and I'll tell you."

Knowing that the "cat" had ulterior motives, the guide took a step forward with heavy and weary steps.

Miao Xun first glanced keenly out of the window, then leaned on the man's shoulder, and said affectionately, "About your partner—"

The hand rose and the palm fell, and the angle was tricky to tap into the nerves, knocking Xue Fang unconscious.

Miao Xun quickly hugged his drowsy body, put him on the bed, and muttered softly, "Why are you not prepared at all?"

After searching out the terminal, just about to install the cracker, turn on the screen, and the moment the camera caught his iris, it was unlocked.

Miao Xun was stunned.Not only because his iris can open the consul's portable terminal, but also because the desktop of the projection screen is a large photo of him.

In the image, he was sleeping soundly, with furry animal ears pressed against the edge of the quilt.It is a very intimate photo, and only those who are trusted around have the opportunity to capture it.

Click on the album and lock it.

But he had enough tools at hand, plugged into the interface, and could copy all the information of the consul terminal within 1 minute. When he pulled out the micro memory card, there was a knock on the door on the third floor.

"Boom..." There was no movement, and the knock on the door became even more impatient, "Boom, boom, boom!"

The door opened, and the honey-skinned beauty crossed his arms and leaned against the door. He was wearing a cool black vest and shorts and slippers. Beads of hot sweat flowed into his collarbone and gathered into a puddle. lazy, and...

Archon special pheromones.

Helime immediately wanted to shoot his pretty face.

Although he is a fragile and useless ordinary person, he has an annoying aura about him.

Unscrupulous, doing whatever he wants, runs counter to the disciplined military atmosphere.

"Are you looking for the consul?" Miao Xun scratched his nails boredly.

Helimei frowned tightly, glanced at the coquettish silver nails on his collarbone, cursed secretly, and wanted to push him away, "Where's Xue Fangren?"

Want to push, but can't.

Miao Xun easily relieved his strength with an elbow, and forced the territory a step and a half out of the door.

"Shh~" With slender fingers touching his lips, Miao Xun curled the corners of his mouth and lowered his voice: "He was overworked and fell asleep."

Helimei gritted her teeth, and the words "fuck, work, pass, pass" echoed in her head, and judged it as a naked provocation, "What did you do with him?"

Miao Xun thought in his heart: Are you sure you want to go wrong?

On the surface, he said innocently: "There was nothing, but a friendly negotiation was conducted, and an agreement was quickly reached."

"Do you think I'll believe this kind of nonsense?" The young colonel was furious, as if something under his nose had been preempted.Pulling out the gun and loading it, the infrared aiming star was aimed at the eyebrow of "Tiger Skin Candy", "Go away! Or I'll blow your head off with one shot, you untouchable!"

To him, the aborigines on this planet are dirty, lowly pariahs.

Miao Xun raised his hand cooperatively, "Don't be impulsive. Just come in with me."

He backed down and entered the door, Helime's military boots stepped in heavily, and he saw His Excellency the Consul curled up on the small wooden bed at a glance.

There seemed to be some cheap tin foil packaging and thin silicone skins thrown on the ground.

Ignoring Helimei's ugly face, Miao Xun walked to the bed, lowered his body and called softly: "Your Excellency the Consul...Consul...Xue Fang—"

Hearing a familiar voice, Xue Fang woke up from a dull headache, thinking he was dreaming again.He opened his eyes and saw the person he was thinking about day and night, so he stretched out his arms to wrap around Miao Xun's neck, and kissed him eagerly.

Miao Xun gave him two kisses, just tasted it.

In the eyes of Helimei, this is the aftertaste, the honey is mixed with oil.

"Ahem! Consul Xue." Helimei said with a cold face.

Xue Fang glanced at him, and then recalled where he was and what happened.He sat up, rubbing his painful temples with his fingers, and asked in a deep voice, "Didn't I tell you to retreat? Disobeying orders will be fined three months of allowance."

Helimei smiled generously: "You don't need to punish me, I can still give you all the family inheritance."

Xue Fang really annoyed him so much that he walked around like a rubber plaster. People sent by the emperor couldn't be killed.Let's just find a chance to blow him up into a concussion and send him to a mental sanatorium later.

Helime didn't know that her fate had already been decided in the dark.

"The team is still waiting for your order. Whether to take the rebels back to capture them or strangle them on the spot is up to you to decide."

Xue Fang thought for a while.If they are taken back as captives, they may be sent to a laboratory, or even sold on the black market, where they are tortured and tortured.

Miao Xun suddenly said, "Let them go." He was talking to Xue Fang, "They are not bad people, they just don't have enough to eat, and they are oppressed on the big planet, and they are just poor people who hide here to live."

Helimei sneered: "The moment they raise their weapons to snatch the property of the local nobles, they are no longer poor people, lowly robbers."

Both eyes focused on Xue Fang.

Xue Fang pondered for a while: "We have the "Support Plan for Exiled Residents". If it is just property robbing and no casualties are caused, it can be transformed and distributed uniformly."

Helime objected displeasedly: "The support plan is aimed at ordinary poor and good people, and hasn't it been passed yet?"

Xue Fang said indifferently: "It didn't pass. There are 15 specific clauses stuck here. I will go to check and approve tonight."

The guide turned to Miao Xun again: "Bring me a set of your clean clothes."

It was a natural intimacy.

Helime gritted her teeth, turned and went out.

He actually saw a pool of stagnant water boiling for a single person.

In order to wait for the result of the processing, the people in the small town of the rebels were confined together and were not allowed to come and go freely.

Xue Fang did not bring an encrypted optical computer, so he needed to go back to the rear camp to review the sea of ​​planning materials.

He was in a depressed mood, and would turn his head after taking a step or two.When the residents of the small town learned that their lives had been saved, they surrounded Miao Xun excitedly, and the "leader, leader" praised and cheered.

It was very lively there, but I walked alone to the armored vehicle when I came.

Just smelling that diesel smell from a distance makes me want to vomit.

He remembered that when he was riding in mother Xue's car, the road was so rough, he was so motion sick, and Miao Xun let him sleep on his lap, bumping along the way.

Helime walked in front, with his back turned to him.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Xue Fang secretly tugged on the collar of the clothes he had just changed, and took a deep breath.

...Only the cheap washing powder Miao Xun used had a delicate fragrance.

Walking to the front of the car, the sentries were sweating and filed in, and all kinds of strong pheromones were mixed into a pot for a while.The air pressure was low and the air was not circulating. Xue stood still in front of the car, thinking about the smell inside, his stomach churns.

I knew I should bring some sugar over here to suppress my sense of smell.

He made some mental preparations with a blank face, and was about to step into the car when he was suddenly grabbed by his forearm from behind and turned around.

Although the young beauty doesn't have cat ears, it can make people focus more on his deep and colorful appearance.

Miao Xun pursed his lips, suddenly burst into a smile, leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth lightly and quickly, and asked softly, "Do you feel it?"

Xue Xin's beating speeded up crazily, and he faltered: "What, what does it feel like..."

"Caramel toffee, the smell of boiling after melting in water." The little wild cat opened his lips, and bit a brown toffee playfully between his teeth, "I just asked them for one, and I came here to kiss you after eating it , how, do you feel a little bit back?"

"what………"

Xue Fang couldn't speak, his eyes were red, he hugged the young man fiercely, and tightened his arms tightly.

There is no pheromone attraction between them.

Ke Miao Xun...

Still that sweet kitten.

Never, never changed.