Pheromone recognition disorder

Chapter 51: Jiang Ci's shirt clip

Chapter 51 Jiang Ci's Shirt Clip

  
  The air stagnated at this moment.

  In fact, Huo Xianfeng had not yet fully awakened, his mind was confused and aching.

  At this time, Jiang Ci was kneeling on the side of Huo Xianfeng's chest and arm, so the lying boy first lowered his head and stared blankly at Jiang Ci's hand pulling his waistband.
  He actually didn't realize what a sexy and overly ambiguous action this was.

  At this moment, Huo Xianfeng just raised his eyes, his eyes followed the sleeves of the other party's military uniform up, and finally fixed on the delicate side face of the omega with an upward posture.

  The boy's dizzy brain failed to understand the current situation in time, so he could only make a low and slightly puzzled sound from his throat.

  "Hmm?"

  "..."

  This cave is deep, but not big, and a little sound can bring about a kind of reverberating buzzing. So the subtle vibration caused by a low hum was almost easily transmitted to Jiang Ci's eardrum, and then slowly echoed.

  The latter froze immediately. He felt his ears go numb, and the entire ear tip suddenly became engorged with blood. It became hot in just two seconds.

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

  ——At this moment, Huo Xianfeng really looked like a military academy student who had not graduated.

  The boy's face had lost the usual careless and lazy look, and he also lost the sharpness when fighting. Because he had just been wiped by alcohol cotton, his black hair was messy, his eyebrows and eyelashes were wet, his eyes were blank and sleepy, his upper body was naked, and his thin lips were slightly open, with a pitiful and decadent sense of brokenness.

  This strong contrast with the usual days is simply a deadly sex aura. It makes people want to do something criminal to him immediately. At

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

  The two looked at each other and were silent for a while.

  A few seconds later, Huo Xianfeng blinked very slowly,
  "Jiang...Ci...?"

  Confusion and sleepiness disappeared like smoke, and the black pupils quickly returned to their usual clarity.

  At this moment, the silver-haired major general finally came back to his senses. He pulled back his hand as if he had been electrocuted, but was caught by the other party's more swift action halfway.

  Snap!
  Huo Xianfeng tightly grasped the omega's slender wrist bone, and then pulled it hard.

  Bang!
  Jiang Ci fell down instantly, and his other hand happened to be supported on Huo Xianfeng's chest. But because of this, he did not fall on the other person instantly.

  But the distance was still very close, even to the point of intertwining breathing.

  The beautiful silver hair poured down, scattered all over Huo Xianfeng's neck and shoulders, bringing a kind of smooth and subtle itch. The omega's palm was on the boy's strong chest muscles, and the thin finger bones pressed on it to make a few overly ambiguous dents.