Host, You're Targeted

Shen Zhao got out of the car and found that it was a dark room waiting for him. He didn't feel much.

Bai Ji sat alone in the room from the afternoon to the evening. He opened the door several times and saw a pale smiling face in the middle of the dark living room.

Bai Ji is always like this, indulging in one thing will forget the time, sometimes lazy cancer attack even the posture is not willing to change, let alone turn on a light.

Shen Zhao keeps the car key and pushes the door in.

He was ready to see a smile on the sofa in the living room, which was coldly reflected on the computer screen. However, it was not on the sofa that the lights were on in the room.

The light above the dining table next to the Liuli table was turned on, illuminating a small area beyond the table where food could be seen.

Shen Zhao didn't want to turn on the light, so he changed his shoes in the porch and went to the side of Liuli platform.

The room is filled with the smell of barrier agent, Shen Zhao can't help but wonder: why does Bai Ji spray so much barrier agent? Isn't oestrus yet? And even when it comes to estrus, you don't need to spray so much blocking agent, right? Would it be nice to have an injection of an inhibitor?

Shen Zhao came to the table with doubts. There was only a glass of milk and a sandwich for dinner today. It was a bit crude.

There is a post it note under the plate: I suddenly feel sick! If you come back, finish your dinner quickly and release some soothing pheromones for me! Love you so much! ——Xiaobai, a little writer, also painted a close facial expression below his signature.

The smell of Yabai barrier in the room was too strong. Shen Zhao took a bite of the sandwich on the table after washing her hands. After drinking the milk, she bit the rest of the sandwiches, washed the quilt and plates, and walked upstairs to Bai Ji's room.

Bai Ji is not planning something?

The closer Shen Zhao is to Bai Ji's room, the more alert he is.

When he came to the door, he held the handle and took a deep breath before he turned it on.

The door was unlocked, but there was no one on the bed.

Is Bai Ji in his room?

Shen Zhao finished his last sandwich, patted the crumbs of bread on his hand, closed the door of Bai Ji's room, and went to the door of his own room.

At the moment of opening the door, the lights inside leaked out and fell to Shen Zhao's feet.

The dust that can't be seen in the daytime jumps on the floor. Even if Shen Zhao can't see them at all, they have to excite themselves for a while.

This is the only room with lights on. From the angle of Shen Zhao, you can see a piece at the end of the bed, like someone is lying on it.

Shen Zhao walks in lightly. At the moment of closing the door, she can smell the smell of Omega pheromone in the room.

The whole room is like the green grass after the rain. There is a moist grass smell everywhere, and the cool Sabina flavor is light and light.

Shen Zhao goes to the bedside and sits down. Bai Ji is lying flat on the bed with the quilt in her arms, frowning as if she has fallen into some bad dream.

Shen Zhao touched his forehead, tried the temperature, and opened the quilt to see if he was sweating.

But before Shen Zhao pulls Bai Ji's clothes down, Bai Ji hides his hand and opens her eyes to look at him.

"Did I wake you up?" Shen Zhao asked, "what else is wrong?"

Bai Ji looks up at Shen Zhao and holds his collar in his concerned eyes, pressing him down and kissing him.