Chapter 68： You really fragrant

The pain spread to every inch of mental power, not a violent pain, but like a sharp needle pierced in the brain. When passing by like a cold wind, he carefully stripped out the inseparable things from his mental power, and then shattered them.

Ling Huan wasn't a timid person, but he couldn't bear the small sting like a needle stick.

Even every second made him feel a bit tormented.

Obviously there is no segment related to this kind of pain in the memory, but the heart will subconsciously tighten violently.

While the mental power was cleaned up, the stinging pain went down to the fragile glands of the back of the neck, inexplicably stimulating the strong pheromone remaining inside to bloom outwards. The two powers entangled and mixed to occupy all of his energy.

In a daze, I felt that there was a man next to him, and the arm around him was strong and strong, and he was a little embarrassed to absorb the warmth from the man.

The man's hand is steady, holding his wrist.

Unclear whether it was a dream or reality, Ling Huan's breathing became disordered, and suddenly he heard a crisp "click" sound.

The numb wrist that had been scraped by the electric current suddenly loosened, and the black suppression ring that had been tightly sleeved on it fell off, and the black ring was randomly placed aside.

"Remove the suppression ring now and wear it tomorrow. The force you used with your left hand just now is too strong, and if the current increases, your hand will be directly disabled. What did you take at night and where did you get the medicine?"

Ling Huan couldn't hear what he was talking about. He wanted to press his head, but he couldn't move it when he was pressed hard. His body couldn't help but soften, "Head...head hurts..."

His consciousness dispersed and couldn't come back. There was a slight **** air in the air. He looked blankly and found that it was himself who was bleeding. The pain in his head was still sore, and when he lowered his head, a few tears fell on the back of the man's hand .

It seemed to be scalded by tears.

The man holding him suddenly stiffened.

Thinking that he was pressing the person in pain, he loosened his strength somewhat at a loss. One hand was quickly rummaging for something, while the other hand supported Ling Huan's weak waist and held the person in his arms.

Ling Huan's wrist, which was about to lose consciousness due to electric anesthesia, was suddenly pressed gently by the fingertips with thin calluses. The bleeding area was smeared with a layer of cool ointment.

"Is it better?"

"No, I don't know..." Sweat-soaked hair sticks to his face, Ling Huan's eyes are dyed red, and the stinging pain in the field of mental power has begun to alleviate, and he has just slowly recovered some consciousness. Suddenly smelled a familiar and sweet aroma of wine.

It seemed to resonate with the pheromone remaining on the glands, and he wrapped him tightly in an extremely overbearing manner, and the moment he touched his skin gave him a shuddering feeling.

The breath was full of good smells that made him want to get closer, and the mental energy that had just been cleaned up cautiously slipped out.

It was almost easy to enter the opponent's undefended mental domain, and Ling Huan didn't realize that what he had entered this time was exactly the same place he had entered the previous few times.

He only felt that this spiritual realm was so familiar.

Now this dream is so long and uncomfortable.

Sure enough, people who take medicine will have nightmares when they are sick.

Reaching out his hand and gripping the man's collar tightly, Ling Huan was dizzy with refreshing irritation that was replaced by the tingling of mental power. He completely lost the ability to think. He pressed his cold sweaty forehead against the man tightly. On his shoulder, he accidentally moved his knee against the base of the man's leg when he turned around.

"Ling Huan." Lu Jinbei frowned slightly, and just caught a glimpse of the white collarbone of the boy who had unbuttoned a button and was glowing with a faint pink color. When he reached his mouth, he suddenly forgot.

Ling Huan, who was rubbing against him, seemed to be unable to hear the sound at all, still sticking to him on his own.

Lu Jinbei took a deep breath, and when he was about to stand up, Ling Huan pulled his arm back.

Originally, I was thinking about the soothing of the alpha pheromone that was temporarily marked, which should relieve Ling Huan a little bit of discomfort.

The mental power that had tolerated restlessness once again touched his spiritual realm, but now Ling Huan seemed to have begun to make progress due to his physical discomfort.

"Don't go, I think... I want to smell your pheromone..."

Ling Huan's pale lips were now a little bloody, and when he looked up, his pupils were completely out of focus.

Lu Jinbei pursed his lower lip. Ling Huan is now unconscious, and can't answer whatever he says. What he says and does is nothing but the brain, and he acts solely on his feelings and intuition.

But that's fine, Ling Huan won't notice that the cat on the bed has turned into a human when he gets up tomorrow morning.

Tightening the jaw line, Lu Jinbei suddenly collected the pheromone, stared at Ling Huan's face, and whispered, "Want a pheromone?"

Ling Huan swallowed and nodded.

There was a shadow in front of him, and the man leaned over.

"All five people in the'Venus Star' plan except you are dead, and some things are unproven. Tell me what tricks did you do on the Fourth Ship, and you can completely disconnect the four in just thirty seconds. There are only six of you in the connection between the USS and the main ship, and none of your identities when you board the ship can be close to the cockpit. Is there anyone in secret contact with you?"

Lu Jinbei's palm was rubbing his glands, and his voice was a little hoarse, "You honestly explain, I can help you mitigate your crime."

To minimize it, it should only be held for ten days in the military headquarters.

"What... Ship 4?" Ling Huan blinked his eyes blankly. He dragged the person back a little uncomfortably. He couldn't understand why the strong and good smell just now disappeared without a trace in an instant. It was the aroma of wine that radiated from this person, but now I can't smell it at all.

His nose was sweating and his fingertips were shaking, "No more."

Pheromone is gone.

Lu Jinbei lifted his hand and accidentally touched the thin waist under the teenager's pajamas. His breathing suddenly became unstable. He moved his eyes away and said patiently, "You answer the questions first, and I will give you the pheromone. ."

"It's only been half a month, why don't you remember what you did yourself?"

"I don't know, I don't know what you're asking..." Ling Huan's glands began to fluctuate hot and cold, entangled in confusion, and wanted to work hard to find the correct answer, but he didn't have any peace at all. I couldn’t find the memory related to the Fourth Ship, and I could only mutter in the end, "...I didn't do it."

Lu Jinbei frowned, "You didn't do it?"

It is impossible for Ling Huan to tell lies in his current state, but Ling Huan is the only one caught. He must be a heresy on the No. 4 ship. Why can't he answer anything now?

"I'm finished." With a strong hand, he squeezed the man's collar into a ball. Ling Huan pushed the man down like a rampage lamb, pressed his face to his chest, and whispered, " faster."

Lu Jinbei was a little embarrassed, propped halfway on the bed with one hand, and was touched by the helpless and attractive smell of small oranges in the air, and gritted his teeth to release the pheromone that had just been put away.

His shoulder was knocked by the sharp chin of the young man. It was different from the cold and distant voice during the day. The watery tail rose up and whispered against his ear, "You smell so good, what does this smell like?"

Ling Huan wondered what kind of wine was this? If he buys some and drinks a few more days and gets tired of it, he should not react to the taste next time.

Lu Jinbei closed his eyes.

In the empire, such questions would only be asked when determining the object of courtship.

If the person being asked does not have a favorable opinion of it, then it is a tactful refusal not to answer.

Ling Huan has asked him twice.

The last time he was in front of everyone in the trial hall, he thought Ling Huan, who was smiling and smiling, was provoking the authority of the empire, and even kept saying that he liked him.

Two days ago, because the memory was too vague, the kiss that he had mistaken for a dream suddenly came to mind.

Lu Jinbei opened his eyes, the tips of his teeth were itchy, and his hot fingertips wiped the end of Ling Huan's wet eyes heavily, "Do you really want to know?"

Before Ling Huan had time to answer, he raised his eyes in a daze to meet the dangerous golden light in the man's deep eyes, watching the tightly pressed thin lips slightly open and close.

"Tequila Ley."

...

Ling Huan woke up in the morning and thought that he had ran two kilometers last night, especially his headache was like a hangover after drinking too much alcohol.

He glanced at Beibei, who was still asleep in his arms and his breathing was normal. He carefully pulled out his hand, covered Beibei with the quilt, and pulled out 009 in his consciousness.

"Are these all the side effects of mental suppression drugs?"

Although the side effects are terrifying, but fortunately, he is now extremely peaceful in the spiritual realm. It is almost like the feeling after the intimate communication with Lu Jinbei's spiritual realm last time, and it is quite comfortable.

009’s voice is a bit lazy, [I didn’t have a sense of empathy, I don’t know, don’t ask me, I wrote a report for the host last night, and I have been working overtime overnight to send it up, I believe the compensation the host wants can be used Distribute it as quickly as possible. 】

After entering the bathroom and facing the mirror, Ling Huan paused, and somehow touched a dark red mark on the side of his neck. He had no impression for a long time, "Is this also a side effect?"

[The side effects of inhibitors are basically similar. Generally, I feel tired and sleepy and my body hurts. This looks like a mosquito bite. 】

Ling Huan thought for a while. The other feelings seemed to be the same. He didn't go to study where the red marks on his neck came from. He rubbed his temples. He felt like he had a cold and hot dream last night, but now he thinks about it again. can not remember.

Beibei was already awake when she went back to the room to change clothes. She was sitting quietly by the bed and looking at him. Ling Huan picked up the clothes she wore yesterday on the back of the chair and took a look. There was only one left. Threw his delicate cufflinks into the trash can.

When turning around to look for clothes in the closet, he didn't notice the light golden figure flashing past behind him quickly.

When he looked back, he only saw the trash can swaying from side to side.

Beibei calmly lay on the side of the bed, dangling the tip of his tail.

Suddenly, the light brain ticked, and Ling Huan lowered his head. He received two messages that seemed to be sent by Lu Jinbei on the hour.

——Come to the military headquarters at eight tomorrow evening. Because your memory erasure operation failed unexpectedly, although I protected you from not reporting the incident, the strength restraining bracelet you are wearing now needs to be replaced with a new specification.

——[Positioning]

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[Ling Ling: I feel my body is hollowed out (?)]

Bei Zhen picked up the trash and took away the cufflinks

The pheromone of the land general is almost equivalent to the "Hermes" in wine hhhh_(:_」∠)_