My wife forgot about me

Jonas was held tightly by him for a moment, and he couldn't get away for a long time.Due to the close proximity, the light fragrance broke away from the constraints of the air purifier, and drilled into all the sensory holes like a shadowy ghost.

Jonas was so intoxicated by the fragrance, as if he was held in mid-air by an airplane, he was half nervous, and half was blown nine days away by the strong wind.

He couldn't help pushing Visil's arm that bound him, trying to keep him away from him.

Vizier felt the resistance of the people around him, and for some reason, he lost all sense of proportion, inserted a pair of big hands into Jonas's hair, and pressed his head into his arms forcefully.

This time, Jonas couldn't move anymore.

He was hugged in his arms smokyly, and the smell of the man's body was continuously drilled into his nose. Because of the thin clothes, the hot heat from the man's body was almost ironed on his skin.

Jonas struggled to get out of the man's arms, and couldn't help exhaling out, trying to relieve the hot feeling of rolling around at this moment.

This man named Vizier kept his head buried on his neck, and slowly kissed his neck like a bird pecking at his neck. She brushed his hair, and pushed him down on the bed with his back facing her.Jonas faced such a big battle just after waking up, his whole heart was about to pop out of his throat.

He felt like he was being peeled off layer by layer. He didn't realize it just now, but now he understood, he suddenly became afraid.

As he tried to arch his body, he felt a little lack of confidence: "Let me go, get out."

I don't know if it was because the voice that I was too scared frightened him or because of something else, the man stopped for a while, raised his head slightly, stared at the back of his fair neck, his voice was hoarse, and he just coaxed softly: "Jonas, you Be good, it will be fine in a while."

As he said that, the man seemed to be addicted, and printed his lips on his skin again, and the ambiguous voice was swallowed in his throat.

"Be good, it will be fine in a while."

"It'll be fine in a while."

Jonas obviously wouldn't do what he wanted, he wouldn't be in a good mood if he was pinned down on the bed by a man who had only seen one side, and was kissed non-stop by strangers.

What's more, his two pairs of arms were tightly held and tightly shackled by the man. Jonas felt nauseated in his stomach, cut his lips uncomfortably, and kept trying to turn the man on him over.

The man's hot tongue licked the skin, and finally slid onto a piece of delicate flesh on the back of his neck.He lightly picked up a little between his teeth, as if he wanted to taste it first.

But as soon as the tip of his tongue slid across the skin, Jonas completely lost the strength to resist. All the senses in his body were concentrated on that small piece of flesh, and he could feel the man's nibbling.

In the end, the man from Vizier didn't bother him too much, he just broke it, directly biting Jonas's flesh.

At that moment, it was like being struck by lightning.

White lights flashed one after another in Jonas' mind, he had no idea, he could only feel the man's teeth deepening into his skin, and finally dripping his poison like a snake.

Visil completed the marking, and his eyeballs were covered with red blood. He was originally in the peak of estrus, and such direct face-to-face contact would have killed him.

He could smell the fragrant pheromones from the people around him, because he had been combined for a short time before, and once combined again, he felt like a fish in water, erupting a more powerful wave of emotion.

No, Jonas just woke up, and the pheromone is too low to withstand his tossing.

Vizier thought about it in a daze, and managed to take a look at the person lying under him whose chest was rising and falling, resisting the desire to swallow him in his stomach, reached out and rang the emergency call bell.

When a large wave of doctors came in, the two of them were deadlocked. One was sitting on a chair with a blank expression, his originally white cheeks were weakly pink, and the other pulled the blanket directly over his head. Not a single strand of hair was exposed.

As soon as Fitch came in, he was overwhelmed by the strong pheromone, and the smell of combination couldn't suppress the blooming roses beside the bed.

He held his breath for an instant, and there was an alpha among the doctors following him, and the moment he smelled the scent, he was pulled out by the beta doctor who came back to his senses.

Maybe a few alphas followed at the end, most of them didn't react, and were dragged out of the ward inexplicably.They all looked blankly at the doctors who were locked outside the door.

Seeing that they were all right, Fei Qi's heart sank, and he turned around to look at the two people who were fusing pheromones.

He took out a mask from his pocket, put it on with hooked ears, and walked slowly towards the place where Visil was sitting.

The smell in the air is unusually strong, like a perfume bottle that has been accidentally smashed on the porcelain floor, every molecule is filled with contradictory smells of repulsion and fusion.

Visil sat alone on the chair next to the bookshelf, his face was flushed, feeling that the color would soon swell from bright red to purple.He slowly approached Vizier, and stood still not far from him.

Fitch glanced at the bulging quilt. To be honest, he didn't expect Jonas to wake up. After all, the test results were there at the time, and everyone was ready for him to become a vegetable.No matter how advanced the medical technology is, it is difficult to wake up a person whose mind has disappeared.

However, when he woke up, he ran into Visil's estrus period. He slept for four or five years, and Visil, like a reclusive old monk, hadn't even touched a bit of meat.

Fitch glanced over there again, and then said, "Visil?"

Visil reluctantly looked up at him, motioning for him to speak quickly.

"I'll give you an injection of inhibitors, you have to control yourself, your daughter-in-law is not in good health now."

Fei Qi took out an injection from his pocket, seeing his distress, he couldn't help scolding him, "You're really good, knowing that it's the estrus period, you dared to come here without taking the inhibitor."

Visil pursed his lips, an unnatural look flashed across his face, and he ignored him.

Fei Qi didn't mind, and continued talking like an old lady.

"Oh, by the way, you have to let him stay in the hospital for two days, and I will observe and observe again. I will record such a good clinical sample."

"No." Even though he was about to be overwhelmed by the pheromone and his face turned into a big tomato, Vizier still tried his best to suppress the heat surging in his body, "He won't be able to stay for a few days. Is the hospital's security ready?"

Fitch unwrapped the syringe, "There's a team at the door, a team downstairs, and a team standing guard in the corridor."

He sucked out the liquid medicine with a needle tube, flicked the needle tube with his fingers, "I don't think even a fly can fly in."

"Where is the news now?" Vizier rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms.

"I probably know everything." Fitch recalled the phone call his grandfather made to him. "So far, many people and media have requested direct interviews, and the outside world is buzzing."

He stuck the tiny needle into Visil's skin and sighed a little, "You don't know what's going on outside now, they say everything, and some say you're going to risk the world and break up with grandpa Ah or something."

"Those reporters are all top-notch in making up stories. Because of this, the palace also called."

The author has something to say: We must be good young people in the 21st century.