Perfect Match

He An: "No!"

Zheng Feiyu raised his hand and vowed: "I promise, as long as you react together, I will stop immediately."

"you dare!"

He An hurriedly got up, covering Zheng Feiyu's mouth with a slap, staring at each other with anger.

The two of them faced each other one by one, He An across sitting on Zheng Fei's waist, covering his mouth with his left hand, pressing his shoulder with his right hand, his jaw slightly raised, his eyes were particularly vivid because of his anxiety. The hospital suit was loose, with the neckline tilted a little to the right shoulder, exposing a small section of the collarbone.

Zheng Feiyu didn't know where to look.

Look at the face, heat, look at the collarbone, even hotter, take a deep breath and want to slowly, but his mouth was covered by He An, all the smell of the lily of the valley from the skin of his palm.

In addition, people are generous, sitting generously on the crotch, warm and soft, with only a few layers of cloth.

Zheng Feiyu knew in his heart that at this time, even if it was a thunderbolt, it would not be tough. As long as it was tough, it would be a public provocation and a crime. However, knowing that it was useless, the whole body of blood still rushed down without listening, and even the blood in his head was about to betray.

Damn it.

He stared at He An as if facing the enemy, and saw that He An's cheeks turned red and became more and more red. He was obviously patient with patience. Later, his neck and lips turned from white to pink.

This looks too hooked and beautiful, Zheng Fei's body completely betrayed his ideals, unfortunately getting harder and harder.

He felt that it was time to argue, but he hadn't thought about his words yet, and something more unexpected happened. He clearly felt that his lower abdomen was also being stung by something hardening.

He ... He An?

Zheng Feiyu felt a little ecstasy in his heart, and at the same time came from sadness, realizing that he was probably going to be cool. But he was still lucky, pulled He An's hand away, and smiled flatteringly at him: "Look, your gonadal ... has recovered quite well."

"..."

He An was so angry that he bit his teeth, picked up the pillow, and pressed it on Zheng Fei's face.

Zheng Feiyu took a meal early in the morning, fled to the bathroom to wash and clean, shaved his face, changed his clothes, and went out happily to notify the doctor to check He An. He An's sentiment was not over. A man sitting cross-legged on the bed holding a pillow was sulking and was alive. He suddenly noticed something strange--

He is still him, and the primary gonad is still the primary gonad, but compared to two years ago, he felt differently about Zheng Feiyu.

The beam of light shining on Zheng Feiyu was gone.

That beam of light once bleaked the whole world, just to set him alone. He liked it so much that he never really saw Zheng Feiyu at all. And now, Zheng Feiyu came down from the altar, and he slaped his pillow, but instead ... he became real and cute.

He An thought with his cheeks, this is probably the first thing he likes, right?

Ten minutes later, He An obediently sat on the bed and asked the nurse to draw a tube of blood for testing.

Ji Changhai wore a white coat, carefully examined his neck, and when he saw that he was in good spirits, he recorded while he was happy: "Alpha took good care of it, and recovered in just three days. The average time here is five days. Alpha hasn't seen it for seven days. It's a matter of how diligent the estrus is, and it's a virtue to quit hormones-is there any discomfort? "

He An shook his head and smiled, "No, it's fine."

Ji Changhai took a few brush strokes and asked, "Is the physiological response normal?"

"Uh ..." He An stuttered.

"Haven't tried it?" Ji Changhai was surprised. "This is an important indicator of gonad recovery. It is still necessary to try it. So, let me call Mr. Zheng and you will try it in the ward. Remember, Try not to get out of control. It's too easy for you to match up and burn out ... "

"Doctor Ji, we tried and everything worked."

Zheng Feiyu just pushed in the door from the outside, leaned at the door, and answered calmly.

He An met his eyes, his cheeks were hot, and his body slowly slid down a little, then he covered his face with a quilt.

"Oh, have you tried it? Nothing else, it's fine, it's good, the operation was successful, and the recovery is good, just wait for the blood and pheromone test results to come out, and if it goes well, you can wait a while Discharged. "

Ji Changhai's eyebrows smiled, she put away the record book, and told a couple of taboos in her daily life to take the nurse out.

There were only two of them in the ward, He An was at the bedside, and Zheng Fei was at the door.

Without being disturbed by outsiders, the two pheromones blended intimately, twisting an invisible rope at an extremely fast speed, drawing them closer to each other.

Zheng Fei carried a paper bag to the bed, which contained the breakfast provided by the hospital's nutrition department. He took it out, put it on the bedside table the same way, and narrowed his eyes and red-eared He An, jokingly: "I'll regret it, do you regret it?"

He An held the quilt and snorted rather proudly.

Zheng Feiyu likes him like this, sits beside the bed, picks up mushroom and shrimp porridge, and blows it slowly to feed him. The spoon was handed to his lips, but He An hid back annoyingly, frowning, "I don't want to eat."