mismatch pheromone

Yu Jinghai's shoulders trembled, and he lifted up a little bit, this time his eyes completely met Zhou Xi's eyes full of tender smiles.

The group of fireworks were still tossing the fireworks, and the colorful flowers flew into the sky, blooming enthusiastically, and the colorful shadows seemed to be deeply embedded in Zhou Xi's eyes.

Yu Jinghai's gaze just followed the one flower, two flowers, and three flowers in Zhou Xi's eyes...

Seeing himself drunk, he couldn't help but move forward half an inch, greedily absorbing the wisps of thin fragrance that Zhou Xi breathed out from his mouth and nose...

Zhou Xi's breathing gradually became stagnant. At this time, the close distance made him have to face up to the red light of emotion that was rapidly blooming on Yu Jinghai's face.

He keenly sensed Yu Jinghai's pheromone, even though only a small amount of white wine smelled out, it also triggered restlessness and boiling in his body.

His pheromones are coming off the brakes uncontrollably...

Zhou Xi couldn't help feeling his lips and tongue were dry, his throat moved stiffly, and he swallowed lightly without realizing it.

Yu Jinghai's gaze fell to his throat, and he clung to that delicate bone without blinking, watching it bouncing up and down in a panic...

The fireworks were in full bloom again, illuminating Yu Jinghai's tough and powerful face.

Zhou Xi didn't know whether she was fascinated by the fireworks, or her soul was restrained by the person under the fireworks, her eyes were a little loose, and the longing buried deep in her heart almost gushed out.

"——Brother Yu, Brother Yu...Brother Yu, Brother Yu..."

Zhou Xi gritted her teeth, held back her breath, and yelled several times.

"Huh?" Yu Jinghai grumbled through his nose in a trance, and the rough fingers pressed under Zhou Xi's head couldn't help but curl up one or two of them, wrapping his hair quietly.

"Get up first, let's get up first, you press, press... I'm not very comfortable, and it's hard to talk like this." Zhou Xi said, bending her elbows reluctantly, and touching his waist.

Yu Jinghai just woke up, stepped back in frustration, stretched out his hand to help him up from the grass, surrounded Zhou Xi again, took out a small tissue, and patiently patted and wiped the grass off his body. Crumb marl.

"I'm sorry, Xi, I just thought that something exploded, and that's why I pushed you to the ground. It was some kind of conditioned reflex. I didn't mean to dirty you..."

Zhou Xi stood still, his mood was still in a mess, his pheromone was still a little unstable, and his reaction was especially slow.

He heard Yu Jinghai's apology at the end, stared at it deeply, and asked in a strange way: "Why didn't the conditioned reflex protect yourself?"

Yu Jinghai was stunned, rubbed the back of his head unconsciously with his palm, and answered honestly, "I don't know, it just reacted like this by itself, and I couldn't stop it, so I didn't think much about it, it just, like this, The conditioned reflex is to protect you first..."

Zhou Xi was silent for a moment, reached out and patted his shoulder lightly, brushed off a blade of grass, and sighed, "That needs to be changed, and I will take care of myself first in the future."

Yu Jinghai vaguely sensed the displeasure in his words, but couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only follow him and give his head a hard nod first.

Although he knew in his heart that once again, he would do it again.

Zhou Xi seemed to be tired and no longer interested in looking at the stars, so she turned around and said she wanted to go back to rest.

Yu Jinghai hurriedly followed, turned on the electric lights in both hands, turned on the lights to illuminate the road, and sent Zhou Xi back to the tent safely.

He then went back to his tent very contentedly, undressed, and tucked himself into his sleeping bag.

Shi Yan on the opposite side was woken up by his movement, his eyes half-opened, "Old Yu? Why did you come back?"

That is to say casually, people are not fully awake yet.

But Yu Jinghai replied in a good mood, "I was looking at the stars with Ah Xi."

Shi Yan groaned, eyes drooping, "Is that Teacher Xing Xing again?"

"No." Yu Jinghai emphasized in a very serious tone, "He said he doesn't like stars, but he likes the sun."

"What are the stars and the sun..." Shi Yan finished muttering, then fell back on the pillow and fell asleep.

Yu Jinghai pulled up the quilt and covered it for a while, but his body was still hot. He thought it was too hot, so he threw off the quilt again, with his arms folded behind his head, staring at the roof of the tent with burning eyes, like Hang a big sun.

Tired of reading, his eyelids drooped, and before he fell asleep, he still sipped his lips, and said slowly but firmly: "Ah Xi, I will be your sun."

In the early morning of the next day, the teacher who organized the activity enthusiastically called everyone up to have breakfast, and announced the itinerary plan for the day, going mountaineering in the morning and wild fishing in the afternoon.

Everyone has to walk, and it's all physical work. Not only do everyone try to eat a good breakfast, but they also don't forget to carry snacks in their pockets.

With Yu Jinghai's breakfast bun still in his mouth, he ran back to the tent and flipped through his travel bag. He found a lot of small things that Zhou Xi liked to eat from the bag, and stuffed them one by one with everything that could be found on his underwear. installed position.

Finally, I checked the other equipment in the bag. After thinking for a long time, I was sure that nothing was missing before I started to unzip the chain.

He just pulled up the zipper of the backpack when Shi Yan rushed in from the outside.

"Old Yu, Xiao Zhou fell ill."

Yu Jinghai opened his mouth suddenly, and his favorite meat bun fell to the ground. He didn't care about it, and hurriedly threw away his backpack, and asked with a sullen expression, "What's going on? Why are you sick? Where's the sickness? What kind of sickness is it?" Son? Cold? Fever?"

When he asked this, he suddenly remembered that Zhou Xi had said that he had a bad stomach when eating barbecue last night.

"Is there something wrong with the stomach?" Yu Jinghai asked, quickly brought the backpack back, opened the zipper again, pulled out a black plastic bag stuffed in the inner pocket, and poured out more than a dozen medicines.

Shi Yan next to him was explaining the situation to him: "Don't panic, I just found out that it seems to be a low-grade fever, and it's not a big problem, but I'm sure I can't go to today's event, and no one can climb out of that sleeping bag..."

Yu Jinghai picked out the corresponding medicine while listening, held it all in the palm of his hand, got up and ran out, and before running far, he yelled at Shi Yan, "I'm also asking for leave today, I won't go to the activities, tell me for me One sound."

Shi Yan didn't say much, and waved his hand to reassure him.

Yu Jinghai dragged his legs and ran to the tent that he had stared at for a long time last night, opened the curtain with the top of his head, strode in, and shouted: "Ah Xi——"

As soon as he entered, he saw the teacher who slept in the same tent as Zhou Xi, who taught Chinese in the third year of high school, and the older teacher Qiu, who was shirtless, was preparing to change his pants.

Although they were all men and there was nothing to avoid, but Yu Jinghai's sudden rush in in such a hurry still shocked people.

"No, I'm sorry, Mr. Qiu, I didn't pay attention, I didn't pay attention..." Yu Jinghai looked away while apologizing.

Ever since he had thought about Zhou Xi, he would be slightly shy about other men. Sometimes Shi Yan wanted to change clothes in front of him in the dormitory, and he had to turn his head to the wall.

Shi Yan saw his strange behavior several times, and even laughed at him, who is he keeping morals for?

How can Mr. Qiu not understand the reason why Yu Jinghai came here, the pile of medicine bottles and pills in his hand, and whose name he called when he entered the tent. Isn't this just running here to send warmth and love to their team leader Xiao Zhou? ?

Teacher Qiu immediately changed his pants and put on his clothes, then nodded his chin at the sleeping bag next to him, and explained the situation to Yu Jinghai in a low voice, "Leader Zhou just lay down, he seemed to be running out to see the situation last night. It’s like a star, it must have been frozen and caught a cold.”

"I saw that he turned over several times throughout the night, maybe he didn't sleep well, and when he got up in the morning, his complexion was quite bad, and he didn't eat much breakfast, saying that his stomach was uncomfortable..."

"The leaders of our group are not squeamish, but the body is still not too strong. There is no way, camping is the most tormenting the body..."

"The school doctor has seen it. The person who took the medicine has a temperature of around 38. It's not too serious. It's better that someone can take care of it, so as not to have any accidents..."

Teacher Qiu gave a few more words of advice, then left the tent and rushed to gather with the big team.

After there were only two people left in the tent, Yu Jinghai first put the medicine on the small table beside him, then carefully squatted next to Zhou Xi's sleeping bag, stretched out his hand and lightly pulled his shoulder, and saw the thin blush floating on his cheek , with some sweat on his face.

Yu Jinghai turned around and went back to his tent, made a basin of warm water as quickly as possible, pulled out the small pillow and soft quilt he brought, and brought them back to Zhou Xi's tent together.

He lightly dug Zhou Xi halfway out of the sleeping bag, stuffed quilts and pillows under Zhou Xi's body and behind his head, made the bedding softer, and then put the person back so that people could lie down.

Then he took a clean towel and dipped it in water, and helped him wipe his face, neck, and arms...

Zhou Xi had taken antipyretics and fell into a drowsy sleep. She didn't react too much, but when Yu Jinghai wiped his face with a towel, she hummed twice, as if feeling uncomfortable.

Yu Jinghai was worried that his hands were still too strong, so he tightened his wrists, then withdrew some strength, and rubbed his face and hair wet with sweat with a towel as lightly as possible.

"Wipe it clean so you can sleep well..." Yu Jinghai coaxed again and again in a low voice, "Wipe it again, just once..."

After wiping Zhou Xi's sweat, remembering that his stomach was uncomfortable, he quickly put down his clothes, looked at the position, wrapped a thin cloth around his waist first, and then tore off a warm baby sticker, pressed it onto his stomach.

After the stomach was pasted, he reached out and touched Zhou Xi's forehead. Feeling that the temperature hadn't risen, he was relieved, turned around and went out to cook porridge.

Zhou Xi has an upset stomach, it is best to eat some light liquid food.

He watched the time and cooked a pot of hot porridge with vegetables, filled two bowls, and took them back to the tent to cool.

After finishing his work, he sat on the spot next to his sleeping bag, watching over people without saying a word.

As long as Zhou Xi is sweating again, he will immediately wipe the sweat away with a towel. I am afraid that Zhou Xi will feel hot when he sweats and will not sleep well, so he will count the seconds and fan his arms twice with a small fan. A little wind.

Zhou Xi slept until noon, and when he woke up, he saw a figure as tall as a mountain guarding his sleeping bag, and he couldn't help being stunned.