After dressing up as a demon, i was pregnant with a cub

Part 28

the smell of people froze instantly.

shuo yue fled the room in a panic, the door was wide open, and the sweet fragrance in the room dissipated a lot, gradually revealing another smell hidden by the fragrance.

the signal of the divine bird in heat.

hearing that it was rare that he did not immediately carry out the order of his lord, he poked stiffly in place, only to see he drunk and half-receding, and seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, he gasped slightly, his voice was hoarse, and repeated again: "hurry, come here." "

smelling the people did not dare to come closer, he hesitated again and again before he stepped forward and knelt down in front of the bed: "your excellency." "

he drunk his body was about to burn, and he didn't know what medicine shuoyue had given him, he only felt the extreme itch now, and the little bit of sanity that remained was about to be swallowed up by the surging tide of emotion, his eyes were confused, he could hardly see the people in front of him, he could only feel the breath that belonged to the smell, he stretched out his hand, the pale fingertips were also stained pink, and he gently buckled on the collar between the other party's neck, feeling the magic qi he left behind.

now this person, it's right to smell people.

his heart suddenly settled down, his body was almost unable to support, he leaned on the other person weakly, put his head against his shoulder socket, and whispered, "help me." "

his scalding breath hit the smelling body, burning a string of strange touches, causing the roots of his ears to gradually climb up to the thin red, he did not dare to move, and began to stutter when he spoke: "to... what to do? "

"wouldn't you do that kind of thing?" he drunk kept panting, and his voice became intermittent.

smelling people did not dare to look at him, their eyes looked straight ahead, his throat was dry, and his body trembled a little: "subordinate... no. "

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he plucked up the courage to reach out and support the shaky zun shang, and rolled the throat knot with difficulty: "the zun is pregnant, the subordinate... subordinates cannot do such things. "

he tried to calm his mind, trying to keep himself calm: "what about the red snow grass king? "

hearing his call, xiao xue suddenly came out of nowhere, it stopped at he drunk's shoulder, tilted its head to observe his condition, and then pecked a feather from himself and placed it in his palm.

the feathers quickly turned into medicinal power into the meridians, but i don't know whether the medicine given to him by shuo yue was too fierce, or whether the divine bird could not stop once it was in heat, and the medicinal power failed to suppress this emotional tide, and it had no effect at all.

the signal emitted from his body became more and more intense, the breath was cool and silky, the fragrance was clear, the taste was very faint but it smelled particularly good, and the more he inhaled, the more he felt that he could not stop.

seeing that the last bit of hope was also shattered, the nerves of the smelling people tightened even more. under the urging of the emotional force, he drunk was almost unable to restrain his own behavior, and gently rubbed the other party's cheek with his cheek, as if to please: "you have to wait... everyone up and down the night peak smelled it, and they were happy when they rushed up? "

his pupils constricted suddenly, and he clenched his teeth hard, some kind of fierce struggle was going on inside.

finally he closed his eyes fiercely, reached out and supported the other person's shoulder, gently laying him flat on the soft bed, his voice trembling, and his breathing almost messy: "subordinate... subordinates try not to hurt zun shang. "