After the Soft Sister Differentiated Into A

Yao Jin said the address, the driver started the engine and the car drove smoothly on the road.

Jin Siming sat on the side next to the car door, looking out of the car window. There was a big gap between him and Yao Jin, with a cat bag in between.

The car was very quiet, and only the small cat calls from inside the bag and Yao Jin's soft voice comforting the kitten could be heard.

"It seems to be a little uneasy." Yao Jin's soothing has no effect, but the kitten tends to bark more aggressively.

Jin Siming withdrew his gaze from the window and saw Yao Jin staring at her for help. He lowered his head quickly, glanced at the blue cat bag, and opened the side door.

The small hairy yellow head came out tremblingly from the inside, and it was exploring left and right. A hand suddenly fell on its head and stroked it lightly, then it slammed back to its head, and screamed with its teeth.

Jin Siming just touched it back and forth a few times, and the fluffy gradually became less defensive. He stretched out his little nose and sniffed between her fingers, and slowly stopped repelling her touching, and even raised his head. Take the initiative to get closer to her hand.

Seeing that the little milk cat became well-behaved so quickly in Jin Siming's hands, Yao Jin raised her eyebrows: "It seems to like you very much."

Jin Siming followed the fur to the kitten, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "I have always been like small animals."

Seeing her triumphant face, Yao Jin couldn't help feeling a little funny, and couldn't help but get closer: "Really? I didn't expect you to have this kind of skill."

It may be that I have brought my own small animal buffs since I was a child. When I was a child, I was at my grandmother's house in the country, and the most ferocious dog in the village would become well-behaved when I saw Jin Siming.

Jin Siming straightened her back and thought about it. After turning her head to see Yao Jin's enlarged face, she quickly shrank back and said unnaturally, "You, why are you so close... ..."

Yao Jin blinked blankly, with a hint of playfulness on her lips: "Huh? Isn't this a normal distance? Isn't Jin too sensitive?"

Jin Siming: "..."

Jin Siming pulled the cat bag up, turned his face to look out of the car, his mouth was still pressed.

The little milk cat was comfortably enjoying the furling service, and was suddenly shut back, unhappily scratched his paws at the door on the side of the cat bag, and screamed twice, but Jin Siming had no intention of being played by it now.

In fact, recently she always feels that Yao Jin is teasing her, is it really that she is too sensitive?

The car quickly reached the destination, and Jin Siming stood in the magnificent hall, suddenly hesitating.

Yao Jin glanced back at Jin Siming who was lingering behind her, as if she had seen through her thoughts, she chuckled and said, "Don't worry, there is no one in my house."

After being guessed, Jin Siming licked his lower lip while looking at Yao Jin's thin back, and followed.

Following Yao Jin on the elevator and entering the door, Jin Siming was a little surprised at the emptiness and desertedness of the house. If Yao Jin didn’t say that this was her house, Jin Siming thought it was vacant. The house for a long time does not have the smell of inhabited fireworks, and it does not look like a home.

When changing shoes in the hallway, he only saw two pairs of slippers. Jin Siming felt that this should not be Yao Jin's real home, at least, not the place where she lived with her family.

After lowering his head in thought, Jin Siming followed Yao Jin into the living room.

The overall decoration style in the room is in the Nordic style, which makes it feel colder.

"What do you like to drink? Juice, drink, or yogurt?" Yao Jin asked as he walked to the kitchen.

Jin Siming put the cat bag on the carpet next to the sofa and opened the side door, "No, let's set it up first."

The furry head came out, and he stretched out his small paws to test carefully in an unfamiliar environment. After turning around, looking for the smell, he crawled to Jin Siming's feet and stopped moving against her legs.

Yao Jin came over to see this scene, "tsk": "My little milk cat, it seems to be abducted by you."

Jin Siming is embarrassed, why even Yao Jin's cat likes to touch her?

She bent over to pick up the cat, put it in front of Yao Jin, raised her eyebrows and said, "Please, this is your cat. You have to take the initiative to please him so that he can get close to you."

Yao Jin looked down at the small furry ball and touched it tentatively. Maybe he had been with the two for a while. The kitten was not as afraid of people as it was at the beginning, and started to sniff Yao Jin. Hands, and get close to her.

It was the first time for Yao Jin to raise a pet and was approached by a kitten. Such a sense of dependence gave her a special sense of satisfaction. Her beautiful eyes were full of novelty, and she instantly focused all of her attention on the little dumpling. .

Seeing her staring at the kitten for an instant, Jin Siming began to exhort: "You need to prepare a cat litter for it. If you don't have it now, use a sofa cushion or something. Then, Xiaoni It’s best for cats to drink goat milk powder for her, or go to the cat food store to buy some food suitable for kittens..."

Although Jin Siming has never kept a pet, her grandmother likes keeping cats very much, so she also knows this.

Yao Jin immediately took out her mobile phone, and together with Jin Siming, he picked out some items needed for raising small hairballs. Then he found a paper box and put the coat that Jin Siming used to pack the kittens under. Two warm handbags filled with warm water were put in, and a temporary simple cat litter was made for the small hair ball.

Squatting next to the cat’s nest and playing with Yao Jin with Xiao Mao Tuan for a while, Jin Siming took out the phone and checked the time. It was almost eight o’clock, so she stood up and said, “Okay, I almost should go back... .."

I don't know if she has been squatting for too long. When she got up, she suddenly felt dizzy, her legs softened, and she fell backward.

Seeing her fall to the ground, Yao Jin quickly came over to help her, "How are you? Are you okay?"

Jin Siming propped up his upper body with his hands, his voice a little weak: "It's okay, I just fell down accidentally."

Jin Siming rubbed his temples with his forehead, thinking it was just a dizziness caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain after squatting for too long. However, after a while, not only did he not get better, but his body also started to become hot, especially when Yao Jin leaned over to help her. The sweet smell made her reaction stronger.

Oops!

Jin Siming thought of something, and quickly shook off Yao Jin's hand holding her arm, got up and walked towards the backpack on the sofa, but before taking two steps, a strong sense of discomfort made her legs weak and kneeled. Pour on the carpet.

Yao Jin frowned and came to her worriedly: "Where are you sick, are you sick?"

Jin Siming's lips had already begun to tremble, and he pointed weakly at the sofa: "Suppressant...mine, in the bag..."

Yao Jin immediately understood what she meant, and quickly got up and picked up Jin Siming's backpack on the sofa.

She turned her backpack inside and out again, condensing her eyebrows: "There is no inhibitor in it."

!

Jin Siming panicked now. She thought about it with a fairly clear mind. She put the inhibitor on the desk in the classroom, and it did not seem to be in the backpack.

It's over, is she going to be here...

She bit her lower lip, she didn't dare to think any more, stood up and stumbled and rushed in the direction of the door.

Yao Jin quickly stretched out her hand to hold her: "What are you doing? It's too messy for you to go out like this now!"

Jin Siming shook her hand away, "I...I can't stay here, I want to go back..."

In Jin Siming's remaining consciousness, there was only one thought at this time, and that was to flee here while he was still sober, at least as far as possible from Yao Jin.

After all, she really doesn't want to, and can't get estrus in front of Yao Jin!

Seeing Jin Siming desperately walking outside, Yao Jin clenched her hand tightly, dragged her hard, and said anxiously: "Jin Siming, can you calm down? It's more dangerous for you to go out now. There are inhibitors selling downstairs. Vending machine, you stay here, I can buy it for you now!"

Hearing her say this, Jin Siming relaxed a little. Yao Jin took the opportunity to drag her to the sofa and sat down with her, "Wait for me here."

She left after speaking. Jin Siming stretched out her hand to Yao Jin the moment she turned around, but only touched the end of Yao Jin's hair.

Watching Yao Jin's smooth black hair slip across her palm, and hearing the sound of the door being closed, Jin Siming slid down weakly from the sofa and squatted on the carpet with his knees hugged.

She didn't know how long she could hold on, only hope that Yao Jin could come back soon.

Yao Jin took the elevator to the first floor, bought some Alpha-specific inhibitors from the inhibitor vending machine in the lobby, and then hurried back.

After entering the door, I saw Jin Siming squatting on the ground with his knees trembling, Xiao Maoqiu came out of the cat litter at some point, and was lying on her shoulders, yawning with his mouth open.

Yao Jin strode over, put Xiao Maoqi on the sofa, took out an inhibitor and held it in her hand, and stretched out her hand to support Jin Siming's shoulder, wanting to give her an injection.

However, in the next second, Jin Siming suddenly raised her head after she got closer, her complexion flushed, even the corners of her eyes were stained with crimson.

Jin Siming grabbed Yao Jin's wrist on her shoulder, pinched it in his hand, and pulled her into his arms.

Yao Jin quickly put the other hand holding the inhibitor against her shoulder, Kancan stretched their distance, bit her tongue violently, and forced herself to remain calm.

She already felt that Jin Siming had escaped the pheromone in the air. Although it was still attached to the suppression sticker, not a lot of it escaped, but the concentration was much higher than usual due to the fever period, and the S-level Alpha was higher. The concentration of pheromone, even if it is only a little bit, will make the average Omega unable to control it, and can't help but lean up.

Fortunately, Yao Jin's level is not low, and her self-control ability has always been very good. She held her breath, gritted her teeth to ignore the fast heartbeat, forcibly suppressed the aroused feelings, and pushed Jin Siming away with all her strength, "Be sober, Jin Siming!"

But these didn't seem to have had any effect. Jin Siming still squeezed one of her wrists tightly, his eyes lost, and he started to lean towards her neck, still muttering some peaches in his mouth.

Yao Jin bit her lower lip, which was about to bleed, and when Jin Siming came closer, she opened her mouth and took a bite on her shoulder.

"hiss..."

The pain made Jin Siming take a breath, and there was also a moment of clarity. She suddenly retracted from Yao Jin, her face flushed as if bleeding.

Yao Jin was stunned when she saw that she was still staring at herself, gritted her teeth and said, "You turn over...I, I will help you inject."

Jin Siming noticed the inhibitor in Yao Jin's hand this time, and quickly released her wrist and reached for it: "No, I'll do it myself."

As a result, after pulling out the inhibitor from Yao Jin's hand, because of unstable force, he accidentally used too much force, and suddenly crushed the inhibitor.

The broken glass shards scratched her palm, slowly bleeding.