I'm a substitute for my wife's Bai Yueguang...

I lay on my side so I could listen to my wife and stare at him.

My wife also turned her head to the side, looked at me, and then asked, "Since you were discharged from the hospital, have you ever felt any discomfort in your right hand?"

"No..." I thought about it, and after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing unusual.

My wife patted my arm under the quilt, and his arm was close to mine, "Come up with your right hand."

My wife's left hand was placed with the palm facing up, and when I touched it, my hand was wrapped.

His fingers slipped through mine, and we interlocked like in a dream.

The faint fragrance that had already disappeared touched my ears and floated back. It seemed that a feather lightly swept across my eyes, my eyelashes trembled, and it seemed that snowflakes lightly fell on the tip of my nose and then melted. There is a hint of coolness, and this fragrance slowly wraps around my neck, like my wife's gentle breath, warm and let me indulge in peace of mind.

"As long as I touch your right hand, the pheromone will be out of my control," my wife said without breaking free, and her left hand was still crossed with mine. "In retrospect, at first I realized When something went wrong, it was when you were lying on the hospital bed."

"Ah? So early..." Although I never noticed this.

"At that time, when I passed you the bowl, I touched your finger and it was very hot," my wife recalled. "When I was giving you a lecture tonight, I also touched your right hand. At that time, I lied to you and said it was static electricity."

I followed my wife's words and thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that there seemed to be many details that I had overlooked. I squeezed my wife's hand tightly, "Brother, I seem to know what's going on..."

"Yeah." My wife also turned around and lay on her side facing me.

"Before, my right fingertips sometimes felt cold," I subconsciously moved towards my wife, just like we used to grind our mouths on the bed in the bedroom, "the doctor said it was a stress reaction, and it will be fine after a while .”

"Then... how do you feel about this time?" My wife suddenly tightened her grip on me, and then slowly loosened it.

"Occasionally, I still feel cold fingers, but it's not as uncomfortable as before." I replied.

"Maybe it's because... you were arrested for illegal human experiments before..." My wife was probably sleepy, and his hands were limp, as if he had completely relaxed.

"Brother, what do you mean, they were experimenting on me at the time, and the synthetic inducer component...may remain on my right hand?" I finally figured out what was going on, and also solved my previous suspicion My wife's misunderstanding.

"Well," my wife responded softly, and then closed her eyes, "Maybe after tonight, it will be all right."

I shook my wife's hand and understood what he meant.

My wife is planning to use herself to help me consume and metabolize this part of the residual inducer. As long as we get through tonight, we will all return to normal.

I was lying next to my wife, feeling that the fragrance lingering around my neck seemed to be slowly dissipating, but I held my wife's hand, and I could feel the temperature in his palm rising.

My wife is probably trying to restrain herself from exuding the smell of pheromones, so as not to affect me.

In fact, even if my wife doesn't do this, there shouldn't be any major problems.Because when I was in school, no Omega around me had any accidents because of me.

It may be because I hardly deal with Omega, and I always keep a respectful distance from them and maintain a polite social distance.I don't discriminate against their gender, it's just that I've been entangled too many times, and I'm a little scared. Of course, I know that not all Omegas are like this, but this still doesn't stop me from wanting to keep a proper distance from them. heart of.

My wife seems to be an exception, whether it was the first time I met him when I was a freshman in the military school, or the first time I saw him in the hospital bed, he just seemed to treat me like a normal person , will not be too intimate, will not deliberately please, and will not intentionally or unintentionally tease me.

Even now we are lying on the same bed and falling asleep under the same quilt, even now he is passively in heat under my influence, he just endures and hides his pheromone smell with difficulty.

My wife has extraordinary willpower, which may be one of the ten thousand reasons why I am attracted to my wife.

I remembered that when I was a sophomore in the military school, we were on a mission trip, the night when my wife was in estrus, it was also me, because I couldn’t resist the temptation of my wife’s pheromone, I lost my rationality first, my wife At that time, he just pampered me and didn't push me away.

My wife always treats me unconditionally, and I know he doesn't treat others like that.

I moved my arm slightly and shifted the position. I felt that my wife's palm started to sweat. Of course, it might be mine. Our fingers are interlocked, palms to palms, and we can no longer tell whose hand it is. sweat.

I guess my wife must be having a hard time right now, and I feel a little distressed.

"Brother, are you asleep?" I squeezed my wife's hand and asked in a low voice.

My wife opened his eyes, and his eyes were watery like stars.

I stretched out my hand to wipe the sweat off my wife's forehead. Although I couldn't see it, based on my wife's current body temperature, I knew he must be sweating.

My wife's forehead was cold and soaked in sweat.

I couldn't just sit back and watch, I took my right hand out of my wife's hand.

I sat up from the bed, stretched out my arms and grabbed the tissue box at the head of the bed, put it next to the pillow, and took out the tissue to wipe the sweat on my wife's face and neck.

"It's okay..." My wife's voice had softened, and I couldn't hold back what I heard.

"Brother, I don't want you to be like this anymore, you should have a good rest..." I was panicked and anxious, afraid that I would do something that I shouldn't have done, and it would be too late to regret it.

I wiped my wife's sweat in a hurry, but my wife obediently let me move. His calmness was in stark contrast to my panic.

"Brother, are you feeling better?" I asked while wiping off my sweat.

"Well, much better." My wife nodded obediently.

I really want to kiss my wife, but in this situation, I can't.

"Brother, what's inside the pajamas... you... wipe it yourself." I said without disappointment.

My wife smiled and said "OK", then he lifted up his shirt, pulled out a few pieces of paper, turned his back to me, wiped the sweat on his waist, and then wiped his back , This seems to be a bit strenuous for him who is now limp.

He raised his hand enough, and after a few strokes he was a little tired, so he stopped moving.My wife sighed with a smile, and said helplessly, "It will be fine after a while."

"That's not going to happen, I'll freeze it for you again." I couldn't stand it any longer, so I took the paper from my wife and wiped his back.

My wife didn't seem to expect that I would suddenly help him. My right fingertips accidentally scratched the skin on his back. Almost at the same time, a strong smell of pheromone burst out, scrambling to get into every part of my body. pores.

The pheromone with fatal temptation is often only the lightest taste, it is transparent and strong, the moment it hits you, you are completely unaware and unable to fight back, when you notice its sudden explosive force, you are already deep in Among them, it is difficult to extricate oneself.

My whole body became hot and unbearable, and I was restless.

"Brother...not good, I..." Before I could finish my sentence.

It's over, my pheromones are fully stimulated.

My wife struggled to turn around, facing me, and he looked up.

The light in the room was not turned on, and since I got up to get a tissue just now, I have been relying on the light coming in from the window.

I knelt on the bed, and my wife was blocked from the light from the window by my upper body, so I couldn't see his face clearly.

My wife stretched out an arm towards me, and I leaned down quickly to hear what my wife wanted to say to me.

My wife put her hands around my neck and kissed me.

My head stopped working for a moment, and my wife sucked my lips lightly, as if I were a clear spring in the desert, and he was trying to get a trace of thirst-quenching sweetness from me.

I used my last bit of reason to suppress my urge to respond to the kiss.

I endured desperately, but my wife licked the corner of my mouth unconsciously, and he began to bite gently with his teeth like a kitten in the teething period.

My wife's other arm was also wrapped around my neck at some point, he used his arms to encircle me, and I still maintained the kneeling posture when I bent down just now.

I supported my body on the elbow of my right hand, and tried to pull away my wife's confinement with my left hand.

My pheromones are becoming more and more intense under the temptation of my wife, and the taste of the two pheromones is gradually blending together, no, if this continues...

My body curled up, and the muscles in my lower back began to ache because they were always tensed.

"Brother..." Just as I was about to tell my wife to stop, a warm and gentle breath entered my mouth.

My heart tightened suddenly, it was still familiar and sweet, but not as aggressive as before, he was just obediently seeking the sweet spring to quench his thirst, relying on the sense of touch, he tentatively groped forward in confusion, soft and warm Touching the slippery barrier in the darkness stirred up the mighty waves deep in my heart.

I suddenly gave up resisting.

I straightened my legs and stretched my body. The muscles that had become sore from kneeling for a long time were finally relaxed. I pulled the quilt with my left hand and covered my wife and myself.

I closed my eyes, touched my wife's waist with my palm, and bowed my head to respond to his increasingly eager kiss.

Nanheyi, when you wake up, you must not regret it.