Pheromone Recognition Disorder

51

    The air froze for a moment.

    In fact, Huo Xianfeng was not fully awake at this time, his mind was chaotic and aching.

    At this time, Jiang Ci was kneeling on the side of Huo Xianfeng's chest and arm, so the boy lying down first lowered his head and stared blankly at the hand Jiang Ci was pulling on the waist of his trousers

    . An overly ambiguous action.

    At this moment, Huo Xianfeng just raised his eyes, followed the sleeves of the other party's military uniform, and finally fixed on Mega's delicate side face in a look up.

    The young man's dizzy brain couldn't understand the current situation in time, so he could only let out a slightly puzzled breath from his throat.

    "Huh?"

    "..."

    This cave is deep, but not large, and the slightest sound can cause some kind of reverberating humming. So the slight tremor caused by a low hum was almost easily transmitted to Jiang Ci's eardrums, and then echoed slowly.

    The latter froze immediately, he only felt his ears numb, the whole ear tip was congested with blood, and it became hot in just two seconds.

    The silver-haired major general lowered his head and met the boy's confused and confused gaze.

    ——At this moment, Huo Xianfeng really looks like an ungraduated military academy.

    The young man's face faded from his usual casual and lazy look, and he also lost the spirit of fighting. Because he had just been wiped with an alcohol cotton pad, his black hair was messy, his eyebrows were wet, his eyes were dazed and sleepy, his upper body was naked, and his thin lips were slightly open, with a pitiful and decadent feeling of brokenness.

    This kind of strong contrast with the usual, there is a terrible color. Makes people want to do something criminal to him right away.

    At this moment, Jiang Ci's Adam's apple moved slightly, and an indescribable sense of guilt and taboo suddenly hit his back, biting and grinding his spinal nerves like a thin electric current.

    The two looked at each other, silent for a while.

    It wasn't until a few seconds later that Huo Xianfeng blinked his eyes very slowly,

    "Jiang...ci...?" The

    daze and drowsiness dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and the black pupil quickly returned to normal. In the Qingming,

    at this moment, the silver-haired major general finally suddenly recovered, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, but was caught halfway by the other party's more swift movements.

    Snapped--!

    Huo Xianfeng squeezed the mega's slender wrist bone tightly, and then pulled it sharply.

    boom!

    Jiang Ci fell down in an instant, and his other hand just happened to rest on Huo Xianfeng's chest badly. But because of this, he didn't smash the opponent's body in an instant.

    But this distance is still very close, even to the point where the breaths are staggered.

    The beautiful silver hair poured down, scattered all over Huo Xianfeng's neck and shoulders, bringing a kind of cool and subtle itch. Mega's palm rests on the boy's strong chest muscles, and the thin phalanx presses a few excessively ambiguous indentations on it.