Mysterious creature sightings

The darkness is perfect for ambiguity, not to mention that the bed is right under you, and the person you love is right within reach.

Lin Zheng tried his best to control it and managed to stay within the limit of not offending.

But ambiguity, liking, and desire are always unclear boundaries. If one sparks off, it may ignite the one next to it.

Ling Jiangyue just lay there with his hair scattered, and the cold fingertips gently touched his wrist, and he froze and did not dare to move.

Lin Zheng closed his eyes: "I'd better go out."

Her tears, sweat, and the scent of her body were all media that stimulated him. It was indeed a wise decision for her to let him out.

But Ling Jiangyue held him back again: "I don't want you to go out now."

After saying that, he sniffed again and said softly: "I'm cold."

Lin Zheng stayed in a stalemate for two seconds and hugged her.

After hugging and being silent for a while, he asked: "What happened just now? Did you have a nightmare?"

Ling Jiangyue nodded: "I dreamed about my friend. She died of illness, but every time I dream about her, I feel like a python ate her."

"Sick? What disease?"

"I don't know. When I saw her, she was already sick. She didn't laugh or cry. She died not long after." She lowered her eyelids and buried her head in Lin Zheng's arms.

The height difference between them was perfect for sleeping in each other's arms, and she could fit nicely into his movement of reaching out for a hug.

Lin Zheng wanted to know more about her past and was about to ask again, but the person in his arms touched his ear worriedly.

"Your sex pheromones are so strong. Is it really not harmful to the body at this level?"

Lin Zheng paused, staring at her head in the dark night of the room: "To what extent?"

"To the point where it scares me a little bit."

"What are you afraid of?"

"What do you think I'm afraid of? Don't touch my neck. It hurts."

She struggled and rubbed the tip of her nose against his neck, prompting Lin Zheng to hold her head down and move her hair aside to check her neck.

This is incredible.

The skin was soft and white, and you could feel the blood flowing in the carotid artery when you pressed your fingertips on it.

Like a mobile sex attractant.

This is still within the scope of his restraint, after all, his sanity is still online.

But when his gaze spread to her entire body, he was uncontrollably attracted to her.

The look with her head raised with her hair disheveled, and the lines of her neck tightened specifically for him to look at, were like an expensive oil painting, conveying a temptation that neither Gustav Klimt nor Sosuke Morimoto could paint.

Lin Zheng couldn't see anything else in his eyes, and slowly moved towards the skin until he kissed it.

Then he took a deep breath as if resigned to his fate.

Ling Jiangyue held his head with both hands and rubbed her body against the head of the bed: "Your hair makes my chin feel so itchy."

"I'm afraid that's not what you should be concerned about." His voice was low, his breath blowing behind her ear.

Ling Jiangyue said "Oh" in her heart. Of course she knew what she should be concerned about now.

The secretion of adrenaline and sex hormones in his body was increasing, and his breath and sex pheromones wrapped around her like a python in the dark.

It was so entangled that she couldn't breathe.

But she was very unfamiliar with this situation. No one told her what to say or do now. She could only look at Lin Zheng curiously when he looked up at her.

It's so pure that it makes people want to destroy it.

The string in Lin Zheng's brain broke. He no longer dared to look directly into her eyes and buried his head in her neck again.

Late at night in winter, the cold air penetrated everywhere, but Ling Jiangyue felt that the temperature of his breath was rising steadily.

She raised her head and breathed in the fresh air, looking at the ceiling in the darkness, thinking about something else.

Lin Zheng's breathing sound was like that of a leopard, a dangerous creature whose breathing could be heard clearly even from a safe distance.

But his kiss was like a snake's tail, swimming around. She had no way of knowing in advance where the next step would land, so she had to be careful at all times.

Oh, and what does his hand look like? The clamping force is actually not strong, but wherever he holds it, he seems to lose the strength to resist.

Until the soft flesh on the side of her leg felt a little pain, she struggled reflexively, but only her heels pressed against his tense back. "Don't bite me." She was thinking about him. The sudden pain would stimulate the secretion of more sex hormones. To Lin Zheng, she was like a swamp that swallowed people, and it would become increasingly difficult to escape rationally.

But Lin Zheng couldn't listen at all now. He could only see what he saw in front of him, smell what he heard on the tip of his nose, and hear his own breathing and the guidance in his heart.

He is like a puppet controlled by sex pheromones, but he knows very well that sex pheromones alone cannot achieve this level.

He ignored the struggle of the person he liked and only wanted to hold her down until she broke in.

Ling Jiangyue couldn't stop him, so she waved her hands randomly and pressed on his shoulders, feeling a little wet.

"Lin Zheng, you are sweating a lot."

"Ah."

"are you uncomfortable?"

He didn't speak for a while, and then he lowered his body and said in her ear: "No, I feel so comfortable that I'm almost dying."

Reason and desire ascend to heaven together.

A writer once wrote, "Lust, love, and death are all the same when they are strongest."

When he took over the job of the Special Investigation Division, his superiors told him to be mentally prepared to sacrifice at any time like other people in the Special Case Division. After working in their profession for a long time, he would even think that "die on such a magical case is worth it." abnormal psychology.

But he never had that thought.

Except now.

The night thickens. Only some instruments in the underground base are still running, making low-frequency sounds.

Ling Jiangyue had the same feeling after being injected with drugs, and her perception of time and space was distorted.

At this moment, Lin Zheng's heartbeat seemed to be accelerated in her ears, and at the next moment, she felt that his breathing was elongated and spread throughout the room, the entire underground base, and even the entire place she could sense. world.

The sound of his heartbeat, breathing, and maybe his voice surrounded her everywhere.

"What did you say?" She lost consciousness and asked after returning to her senses.

"sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry?" she asked blankly.

"Because it wasn't supposed to be this way."

"Nothing was meant to be. If I like it, it should happen. Don't you like it?"

"Is there something wrong with my performance? You can't feel that I like it or do you dislike it?"

"Oh, that's what I like. Why should I say sorry if I like you?"

"Like is accompanied by sorry."

"Huh? Why?"

"Does this topic have to be discussed at this time?"

"But I want to listen to you." She needed to find an anchor point in her unstable perception of time and space to remind her that she was not lost.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Things your pheromones can't say."

"I'm attracted to you."

"Is it just this sentence?"

"I love you."

She was lost for a moment.

What is his love? The love of parents and relatives is mixed with consideration and choice, and Ling Jiangyu's love is mixed with guilt. What about his?

Is it mixed with calculations like her?

Ling Jiangyue was thinking blankly when he was suddenly held tightly.

Lin Zheng bit the skin on the side of her neck again. She struggled twice, but it was of no use. She could only clearly feel the dilation of her pupils in the darkness that came and went.

What happened then? Her perception was not very clear. When he really returned to normal, Lin Zheng's breathing had become gentle. The long-term high level of hormones seemed to make him extremely exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

She opened her eyes and waited for a moment, then carefully lifted the quilt and got out of bed. When she walked to the door, she looked back at Lin Zheng, and then left the room without expression. (End of chapter)