A beeping busy voice came from the other end of the phone, and Xiao Lin hung up the phone simply, leaving Rong Shiyi alone in a daze.

Rong Shiyi didn't care about that anymore. He hung up the phone, wrinkled his nose, and suddenly found a familiar smell of brandy in the quilt.

This is not Song Ci's bed, right?

Rong Shiyi was a little uncomfortable by the pheromones. He wanted to get up from the bed, but the next second he was pressed down by someone's waist and felt something heavy was pressing against him through the quilt.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a dog named Song Ci.

Song Ci kindly lifted the quilt and showed Rong Shiyi's red head to prevent the man from suffocating to death in the quilt.

Rong Shiyi worked hard for a long time but couldn't struggle, so she gritted her teeth and said fiercely:

"Song Ci, I may not be a real person, but you are a real dog."

"good."

Song Ci rubbed Rong Shiyi's hair.

The boy's hair was not completely blown dry, it was a little wet, and it felt soft to the touch.

"Let me go, or I will be you, Dark Shark tonight." Rong Shiyi buried half of her face in the soft pillow and threatened without any momentum.

"Let me smell it, otherwise you won't even think about moving tonight."

"Song Ci, are you sick?"

Rong Shiyi was a little crazy.

In fact, it is not a big deal for him to smell it, but Rong Shiyi always had a premonition in his heart that if he lost this battle today, it would be like opening Pandora's box, and he would not even think about it in the future.

Why? Because the Song Ci dictionary does not stop seeing the good, he will only become more serious.

Rong Shiyi struggled with the current gains and losses and future prospects, but for some reason, he was unable to concentrate and was a little fluttering.

He sighed, no longer worried, and finally surrendered when Song Ci started braiding his head:

"Only smell it."

He was a little wilted when he said this. As soon as he finished speaking, the room was occupied by the sweet smell of strawberry cream.

Alpha is born with the possessiveness of the strong. They hate their own things to be infected with other similar flavors. It is too late to dislike them, but Song Ci chased him for news, which is really a bit anti-human.

But Song Ci said that he was addicted to sweetness, so Rong Shiyi could understand it.

Which sweets control can reject strawberry butter?

"It's enough."

Rong Shiyi's pheromones failed to dispel the smell of brandy between his nose. He became more and more dizzy, and his words were soft.

Song Ci did not respond.

An orange desk lamp was turned on in the room. Song Ci's pupils were already heavy, and at this time it seemed like a layer of ink was covered with ink in the dark, which was terrifyingly dark.

He lowered his eyes, and the point of his vision was at Rong Shiyi's smooth neck.

That is the location of the gland.

Just like the common habit of carnivores, the party who fails in a fight will always expose their most fragile lateral neck to the sharp teeth of the strong, showing weakness and seeking shelter.

Omega will also take the initiative to reveal the back of her neck when facing an alpha partner, and few people can refuse such invitations.

But Rong Shiyi is an alpha.

Song Ci grinded his teeth slightly. He wanted to taste the taste of strawberry cream and instinctively wanted to add pheromones, but his scent was blocked and pressed tightly into the glands, so he endured it so uncomfortable.

This feeling made Song Ci feel a little sober. He frowned slightly, but he was always a little unwilling to accept it.

Song Ci paused and raised her hand to touch Rong Shiyi.

But his fingertips stopped just one cent away from the source of the sweet smell.

Crazy.

Song Ci's smile that had been hanging on the corner of his lips had long disappeared. He went down from the bed, opened the wardrobe and found a set of pajamas and threw it to Rong Shiyi:

"The pajamas were washed, and the underwear was new, so you can wear it first."

"Thank you."

Rong Shiyi rubbed her temples, sat up, and after Song Ci entered the bathroom, put on her clothes and returned to the guest room dizzyly.

He may need to sleep.

But it was strange that after returning to the room, although Rong Shiyi was extremely sleepy, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. In addition to dizziness and heat, there was another strange thing that was causing trouble in his body.

He had this feeling a few days ago, just that kind of itchy feeling that was indescribable, as if he had missing something that could not be abandoned, and it was like a feather that he was slashing in his heart, making him restless.

He guessed that it was Song Ci pheromones that caused the trouble again.

Rong Shiyi suffered for a while, but finally couldn't stand it anymore. He kicked the quilt and didn't even have time to wear slippers, so he went barefoot to find Song Ci.

As soon as Song Ci finished taking a shower, he was leaning against the bed and looking at his phone, but he saw someone rushing in in a fierce manner. Judging from his posture, it seemed that he would be killed in the next second.

"I want to sleep with you!"

Rong Shiyi's tone was undeniable. As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and lay in.

Song Ci looked at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not drive him away, which was considered acquiescent.

Rong Shiyi then smelled the brandy that belonged to Song Ci again, but this behavior was like drinking poison to quench thirst. Rong Shiyi was not uncomfortable, but the dizziness pounced on him again.

He felt a little hot and threw away the quilt on his body in a daze, but in this way, the smell of the gu man dissipated most of the alcohol.

Rong Shiyi was a little dissatisfied, so she squinted her eyes and leaned against Song Ci, and unconsciously rubbed his shoulder like a small animal.

Song Ci had long guessed that Rong Shiyi was drunk again. He pushed Rong Shiyi's head away, lowered his head and typed with one hand, asking the doctor how to solve this problem.

"I used the barrier patch and I was also washed with pheromone detergent every day. Why is this still happening?"

"No, you must have missed something, think about it?"

Seeing this line of words, Song Ci rubbed his eyebrows and saw the loose quilt on his waist when he lowered his eyes.

Tsk, why did you forget this?

"He's in my bed."

"No wonder, why don't you two change beds?"

Song Ci only felt troublesome, but he took the people home, and he also kept Rong Shiyi in the quilt and was having fun, so he had to take responsibility.

Thinking of this, Song Ci rubbed Rong Shiyi's hair like a puppy:

"Xiao Yi, get up and change the place."

"Um?"

The red hair was already drunk. He squinted his eyes and looked at Song Ci with difficulty, without any intention of moving his nest.

This guy's skin is white, and when he is drunk, he is flirting with pink. His eyes are gone without his usual ostentatiousness, and he is replaced by a look of a puppy look.

Song Ci sighed, carried Rong Shiyi's collar and carried the person on his shoulders, and placed it on the big bed next door.

He covered Rong Shiyi with a quilt and was about to leave, but the drunkard who was still like mud got the strength from somewhere. He got up and hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go.

Rong Shiyi could not smell his brandy anymore, and he could only capture the remaining trace of the afterglow from Song Ci's clothes.

Song Ci turned around, looked at Rong Shiyi with his eyes down, and then raised his hand and pinched his cheek with a bad intention.

People who like to fuck on weekdays are extremely docile after being drunk. Song Ci pinched his face, and then pinched his face and made a pout expression.

"Dog, why don't you grin? Huh?"

I don’t know if the drunkard understood it, so he just squinted his eyes and smiled, then buried it in Song Ci’s arms and sniffed it deeply.

Song Ci had no choice but to do anything to him, so he moved Rong Shiyi to the side and lay next to him.

Rong Shiyi held his arm and stopped moving. His demand for brandy can be met at present with a slight slightest hint of it.

Song Ci was held by him with one hand, and pressed the phone with the other hand and typed a line of words:

"Is there any solution to his situation completely?"

The doctor came back soon, and it was the first time he saw this:

"Disaster."

"If it is an omega, temporary marking or permanent marking can be solved, but if it is alpha, you can only try to make this addiction lighter, and you won't think about it if you can't smell it. Otherwise, he may not be able to live without you for the rest of his life."

"Or I have another way." After a while, the doctor sent another sentence.

Song Ci looked a little solemn: "?"

"I feel like you two have a good relationship, you really can't make do with it?"

If you become a pair, don’t worry about this kind of problem! Pheromone addiction has changed from a disease to a sensation. What a wonderful idea!

Song Ci glanced at Rong Shiyi and felt outrageous. He couldn't quite understand what the doctor was thinking:

"Forget it, I don't have that habit."

He sent this sentence and turned off his cell phone.

Song Ci sighed.

He didn't really want Rong Shiyi to be bound to himself. Obviously, Rong Shiyi is a likable alpha. He will have his own family in the future and should not rely on another pheromones of A.

Song Ci knew that he might be a little far away from Rong Shiyi, but he was a little selfish and didn't want to let this guy go yet.

It's really troublesome.

Song Ci remembered the suggestion the doctor gave him just now. Just make do with it? If Rong Shiyi was an omega, then Song Ci felt that he might really like him.

But after thinking about it, I feel it is not suitable.
Chapter completed!