After I died, I became the white moonlight of scumbag A's ex-husband

Chapter 123 Your Xiaojing, Zhang Family

No splitting headache.

There is also no manic feeling of wanting to die with the whole world during the susceptible period.

The pheromones in his body were significantly higher than usual, indicating that he was still in the susceptible period, but he didn't have any symptoms of dissatisfaction with desire. Instead, all aspects of his body were in a very stable and relaxed state.

What's even weirder is that he actually has a feeling of satiation physically and mentally.

Zong Ying glanced at the environment beside the bed, it was the bedroom he was familiar with, yes, what's going on?

not right...

How long has it been since he had such a peaceful sleep during the susceptible period?

Wait, why is he lying on the bed?

In the past few years, after he entered the susceptible period, he would stay alone in this bedroom, but he never went to bed once.

He didn't want to wake up alone on this former marriage bed.

No, it seems not alone

What else is there next to it?

He moved his fingers tentatively, then retracted them abruptly as if he had been electrocuted.

Moving his eyelids, Zong Ying bit his own cheek, it hurt, it was not a dream.

He tentatively stretched out his hand again, then quickly withdrew it.

Nor is it an illusion.

So, what did he encounter just now?

A piece of smooth, smooth, skin-like thing, is it human?

impossible!

It must be a ghost!

With a blank face, Zong Ying took a deep breath, and then his face turned from white to blue.

Where did the camellia-flavored pheromone in the air come from?

It can't be the scent of camellias blooming all over the ground, the scent of flowers or the smell of pheromones, even if he is burned out by the susceptible period, he can still tell the difference!

Where did the pheromone come from!

Xiao Jin is still in country F, Zong Ying dare not think about it.

Could it be that his mother stuffed people into the room during his susceptible period again?

In order to fool him, he got some kind of simulated synthetic pheromone?

Synthetic pheromones have always existed and are used in many alpha soothing agents, but is technology advancing so fast now?

Zong Ying moved his nose, this level of simulation is too close to reality!

Which pharmaceutical company or laboratory produced a new product?

In short, no matter whose product it is, in Zong Ying's heart, it is gone now.

Zong Ying stared blankly at the ceiling, dripping with cold sweat, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It's over, he must be tricked by his mother again.

This time, it's really over

What to do, now buy a plane ticket and rush to country F to kneel in front of Xiaojin and beg for forgiveness, will it work?

There is a high probability that Xiao Jin will castrate him.

And the one next to it, the one that can be sent by his mother must have been marked by him?

Damn, it's broken, and I can't remember it at all.

Zong Ying didn't dare to move, and lay upright in a state of "dead eyes", suffocating his breath.

calm down!

Calm down first!

He remembered that Xu You had compiled a list of doctors who were good at marking and cleaning operations before, and he had to arrange it quickly.

It would be best to have the surgery done today.

Looking past the figure wrapped in a quilt from the corner of the eye, Zong Ying glanced at the gap in the curtains, it was pitch black outside the window, it was night!

Very good, without further delay, take this person to the hospital right now, and arrange for surgery directly, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Zong Ying, who had made up his mind, moved towards the side of the bed calmly. He didn't want to disturb the people lying beside him, but he didn't want the quilt covering the two of them to move. The air in the bed got in.

There was a rustling movement in the quilt, and then, Zong Ying's eyelids twitched, and something wrapped around his waist.

The opponent's strength is not small, and he is also very courageous, and his waist is not enough. The whole person is crawling into his arms, as if looking for the most comfortable position.

So fragrant...

Zong Ying was in a daze, his mind went blank for a moment stimulated by the smell of pheromones on the opponent's body, before he had time to push the person away, something soft rubbed against his chest, wisps of gentle hot air, exhaling On a very sensitive spot.

Zong Ying's nerves were about to explode.

A pheromone-scented lick, wrapped in sweet poison!

Absolutely poisonous!

Unbearable to lift the quilt, Zong Ying clamped the man's chin all at once, raised his face aggressively, trying to warn the man not to go too far.

In the next second, his movements froze.

When the eyes that were brewing with a bloody storm saw the face on the chest clearly, the spring breeze turned into rain in an instant, and the tenderness was long.

Hang Jing's eyes were closed, his breathing was calm, and he was sleeping soundly.

"Xiao Jin?"

Zong Ying loosened his fingers instinctively, and almost immediately came to his senses, his heart that was sinking at the bottom of the valley suddenly soared high in the sky, the joy of being rescued from a desperate situation.

It turned out to be Xiao Jin!

When did he return home?

Did he know that he was susceptible, so he came to accompany him?

Ah - saved, saved!

Xiao Zong should keep it!

Ah──the smell of pheromones, it smells so good!

Sure enough, such a fragrant and refreshing smell, how could it be faked by those artificial imitation compounds!

Xiaojin's camellias are really fragrant.

Resolutely stretched out his hand to bring him to his chest, and adjusted his posture so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Hey, Xiaojin's body is so white, her clavicle is also beautifully shaped, her neck is slender, her Adam's apple is clean, and the silver chain on her wrist is so damn sexy, silver chain?

Zong Ying stared in disbelief at the glue ring around the wrist, which was locked to the head of the bed with a thin silver chain. What is this?

Where did it come from!

Such a wicked thing!

The bruised wrist with a hideous scar in his mind appeared without warning, Zong Ying suddenly closed his eyes, quickly lifted the quilt, took the hand on his waist, and checked it carefully over and over again.

His long eyebrows were tightly knit into a pimple, his eyes stared like a magnifying glass, and after repeatedly confirming that the wrist was intact and nothing happened, before Zong Ying could breathe out, he was caught by the person in front of him because he had no quilt. Covered, lying naked on the bed, the hickeys exposed were so frightened that I almost lost my breath!

He had only experienced the rest of his life once, and before he had time to catch his breath, he suddenly felt cold all over his body.

Unlike the hickey marks that were concentrated on the shoulders and chest in the past, this time Zong Ying left many marks on the waist, abdomen, back and thighs, no, no

Could he, and Xiaojin, have done it?

Zong Ying stared at the person in his arms for a while, and after a period of intense inner struggle, he carefully stretched out his hand to reach behind him.

When I touched it, I felt a "thump" in my heart──

It's over, a slippery piece

Hearing the even breathing of the person in his arms, Zong Ying stared at the face in front of him, his expression became very strange, instead of secretly delighting, he revealed a kind of panic and even a trace of fear.

How to do

He has not yet found a way to confirm the whereabouts of the real Gu Zhijin.

But at this time, they did it.

Then who is the person in this body now?

Who would it be Gu Zhijin who woke up?

Having experienced such a thing as resurrection from death, Zong Ying did not dare to relax at all.

He couldn't help regretting why Xiao Jin would appear during his susceptible period!

Why didn't he carry it!

Could he have forced Xiao Jin?

Even if it was Xiao Jin who woke up, would his mind be able to withstand such a situation?

Will it get out of hand?

Will it increase the psychological pressure?

Zong Ying couldn't help regretting, what would he do if because of his indulgence, he hurt someone again, or even lost it!

Heart panic, eager to wake up the other party to confirm their identity, but also afraid of the moment when the result will come.

In the worst case scenario, Zong Ying really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't collapse and go crazy on the spot.

He was just so stiff, lying motionless.

After a while, I still didn't give up.

Zong Ying was lucky, he just touched a piece of slippery just now, what if he just rubbed outside and didn't go in?

He always felt that he would not lose self-control so easily, and Xiaojin was not a person who is impulsive and reckless.

Maybe, the situation is not as bad as I thought

Zongying comforted himself, stretched out his hand behind him, and slid in along the slit. As a result, he easily stuffed two fingers in, and the inside was even more wet and sticky, hehe, it's a lie.

He has no concentration at all.

Zongying's mind was completely confused, and the susceptibility period had not completely passed, which still affected his thinking and judgment to some extent.

At this time, Hang Jing, who was checked by Zong with his fingers, frowned unconsciously, as if he felt a foreign object moved his buttocks, he took the initiative to get closer to Zong Ying's body, reached Zong Ying's shoulder, and licked the puss there naturally alpha gland, murmured: "Honey, can you do it later, I'm so sleepy..."

What does it mean that the heart has taken a roller coaster ride?

Zong Ying is right now.

It is impossible for the real Gu Zhijin to say such a thing, but neither can Xiaojin, the title "husband" is special, he only heard it once a long time ago──

His and Hang Jing's wedding night.

So

Zongying's heart experienced a series of high-level stimuli, fluctuating up and down in just a few minutes, and now it was even more pounding, beating wildly without rhythm.

"Xiao, Xiaojing?"

"kindness?"

Hang Jing, who was still sleepy, responded, and naturally released pheromones to comfort Zong Ying, then burrowed into the warm chest, leaned forward and kissed the heart, and said, "I'm... "

Zong Ying's eyes were reddened, and at first glance, he thought that his susceptibility period had worsened.

"Xiaojing, you, are you back?"

The tone-changed voice was low and deep, and the speaker was so excited that he couldn't keep his voice steady.

Hang Jing's eardrums were pierced by such vocal cords, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Just right, I met the eyes of the person who was close to me, and saw a pair of red eyes.

Hang Jing stared at Zong Ying quietly for a few seconds, and then realized that this man had woken up from the confusion of the susceptible period.

Zong Ying looked nervously at the face in front of him, telling himself over and over again that Gu Zhijin was already doing well, but he couldn't help being greedy for more.

Fortunately, Hang Jing didn't let his heart, which had experienced too many frights, suffer for too long.

He leaned forward, pressed a kiss on Zong Ying's lips, raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Well, I'm back."

"Zongying, your Xiaojing has gone home." Xiaojing has gone home

The identity card has been replaced, and all the candy that should be fed has been fed. Starting tomorrow, let's make a big event at the end!

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