Raising A is a problem [female A male O]

Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Jinjiang's only new transfer student

Zhou Mian hates people crying the most, especially a well-behaved and beautiful child crying.

Maybe it was the inhibitor that took effect, or maybe it was frightened by Lu Zhuo's teardrops that seemed to be disconnected, calmness regained the upper hand, and the consciousness gradually regained consciousness and returned to control.

pheromones... glands...

With a sullen face, Zhou Mian groped and tried with vague instincts. For a moment, the oppressive cold aroma in the air gradually gathered, and the breath gradually faded.

Sensing the change, Zhou Mian quietly breathed a sigh of relief, never feeling it? She was rarely nervous when something was difficult. The first contact, fortunately, the operation was successful.

Feeling the disappearance of the pressure in the air, the string that Lu Zhuo had been tense finally relaxed, the continuous nervous tension suddenly relaxed, and a deep suppressed emotion gushed out, and the peach blossom eyes that had stopped crying were not affected. A new layer of mist is placed on the ground under control.

Seeing Lu Zhuo's appearance, Zhou Mian's heart went numb, her heart hung up, a look of helplessness and entanglement flashed in her calm black eyes, her long eyelashes blinked, she lowered her eyes, and her lips parted slightly:

"How about you? Smell it, and you can bite me a few more times." The slightly hoarse and deep voice revealed a little bit of rare tension and apprehension.

Lu Zhuo stopped rubbing his eyes, put down his hands, opened his peach blossom eyes, and looked at Zhou Mian stupidly: "Who wants to smell you!"

As he said that, his eyes unconsciously swept over the place where he had bitten just now.

The tooth marks are deep, with a little blood oozing faintly, and it looks painful.

Lu Zhuo bit his lip unconsciously: "I bit you too, it's evened!" Wei Yang's tone was a little lacking in confidence, as if he was a little guilty, but he was awkward and unwilling to admit it.

"Okay." Seeing that Lu Zhuo calmed down, Zhou Mian was slightly relieved.

Doing his best to suppress the desire to get close to Lu Zhuo and sniff his pheromone greedily, Zhou Mian closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "You? Go back to the mech first and wait for me at the entrance of the cave."

"You?..." Lu Zhuo froze for a moment, caught a glimpse of Zhou Mian's reddened eyes, quickly guessed the reason, pursed his lips, and obediently turned to walk towards the mecha.

Lu Zhuo left, Zhou Mian changed to a vent where he could not smell the fragrance, leaned on the cold stone pillar, and slowly waited for the influence of the wind and flowers to weaken.

Inhaling too much aroma, obviously, an inhibitor is not effective enough, and the early susceptibility period stimulated by the fragrance of flowers is more difficult to control than usual.

Zhou Mian turned on the optical brain, searched out the ABO physiology basic public course in middle and high schools, and read it carefully.

The influence of ABO gender on people is far greater than she guessed, and knowledge gaps must be filled to prevent similar situations from happening again.

"Buzz—"

After a while, a message prompt popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

Noticing the name of the note, Zhou Mian paused the video and clicked into the chat window.