Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

Chun crowded at the door: "Shen Chun, between us..."

"I miss you." Shen Chun looked at him and said softly.

Yan Baizhi's pupils shrank for a moment, and he felt that he should say something, whether he had played enough and remembered, that they should have ended, but when he was really facing him, he realized that kind of The ripples from the bottom of my heart cannot be suppressed by reason at all.

It turned out that it wasn't some inexplicable bad mood, it was just... Missing him.

Shen Chun paid attention to his expression, and leaned over to kiss his lips lightly. When the kiss was over, Shen Chun hugged him, rubbed the tip of his nose to his shoulder, looked at that place and said, "The imprint has become lighter."

"Shen Chun, I'm not an omega." Yan Baizhi said with a slightly stiff body.

"Well, I know." Shen Chun stroked the position of his gland with his fingers, kissed the tooth mark and said, "I just like your pheromone."

Yan Baizhi's heartbeat became unbalanced in an instant.

After a few days of separation, the enthusiasm seemed to have receded, but it seemed that it was just a feeling.

Alpha's pheromones should compete with each other and be aggressive. Yan Baizhi's nose also rubbed against the side of his neck. It was indeed aggressive, but more of it was a kind that was enough to arouse his enthusiasm. sweet.

When Shen Chun felt the slight itch, he pinched the back of his head and smiled, "Don't mind, you can mark it if you like."

Although the strong pheromones of each other may make this kind of attachment break up that night, Yan Baizhi looked at it, but still couldn't help biting it, and he also felt a tingling numbness from the shoulder and neck.