[BL MTL] I'm pitiful, I'm pretending [quickly wear]

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Chapter 31 Matching Degree 100% (11)

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I seem to hear them saying that the child's pheromone is catnip?"

"God, I seem to be able to smell the sweetness in the air!"

"This child looks so cute."

"He looks like he has a fever. They're all so attractive!"

People waiting for the test report in the corridor gathered around him like a pot. Mu Yan didn't give them a chance to get close. He hugged her tightly, grabbed the test report and left the hospital quickly.

After returning to the school dormitory, Mu Yan put Rong Huai on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and turned up the air conditioner temperature.

Ronghuai differentiates into o, and the pheromone is catnip.

Mu Yan hadn't fully digested the matter yet. He thought of the alluring and crazy scent he smelled in the bathroom that day. It turned out to be Rong Huai's pheromones.

Rong Huai was lying on the bed. The continuous high fever caused by differentiation made his jade-white skin turn crimson, and fine beads of sweat spread on his shoulders. His usually light-colored lips showed a hint of crimson, which was painful and fragile.

It made him lose his soul and made his blood boil.

Mu Yan stared at him obsessively, his red eyes burning with two balls of fire, suppressed and crazy.

Finally, his hot palms fell on Rong Huai's shoulders, stroking the fine beads of sweat in fascination, and finally held Rong Huai's neck.

The palm of the hand is close to the glands on the side of the neck that continuously radiate warmth.

The temperature in the room continued to rise, and Mu Yan once again smelled a strong and sweet fragrance, which was so swaying and breathtaking.

Even people with strong willpower can still be shaken.

Thin, cool and sweet.

Just smelling a wisp of it can make people feel empty and floating like falling into the clouds. There may be no more beautiful smell in the world than this.

Surrounded by such rich and tempting pheromones, a normal person would have lost his true nature, let alone staying calm.

The system was nervously worried in the background that Mu Yan would take advantage of the opportunity to get into Mark Rong's arms, but he seemed to be trying his best to restrain himself. The hot sweat dripping down his body like water, and even the dark ear tips on his head popped out. Do anything outrageous.

Rong Huai felt as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. When his consciousness recovered a little, he felt as if he was surrounded by a blazing ball of fire.

The high temperature continued to escape from the glands on the side of his neck. He opened his eyes in a daze, and what came into view was Mu Yan's handsome face.

His mind was so chaotic that he couldn't tell whether his long-cherished wish had come true or was just an illusion. He put his arms around Mu Yan's neck and murmured: "Ayan..." Mu Yan's eyes were scarlet, and he was gradually turning red

. Losing his mind, he pinched his jaw: "Who is A Yan?"

Rong Huai was forced to raise his head in his arms, his lips were as red as blood, and a smile appeared on his usually noble and indifferent face: "You are A Yan ..."