Chapter 137: Is it within the tolerable range, or does it really not hurt?

Jiang Lan looked at Wen Zhiyan's moist lips, his Adam's apple moved, and raised his hand to hold the back of Wen Zhiyan's head:

"Don't always ask these obvious questions Question, Wen Zhiyan, I'm not using my long mouth to make you talk at this time."

Wen Zhiyan put his arms around Jiang Lan's waist and tilted his head to kiss him.

The sound of sticky water sounded in the quiet living room. From the gentle lingering at the beginning, to the fierce confrontation later, you came and I came.

Jiang Lan could only hear Wen Zhiyan's increasingly heavy breathing and the ambiguous sound of water between lips and tongues that made her blush and make her heart beat.

Jiang Lan has long known that Wen Zhiyan is not just a simple little white flower. He knows that Wen Zhiyan is very clever.

But when he saw that the huge circular constant-temperature bathtub in the master bedroom bathroom contained not only half a tank of hot water, but also a layer of delicate red rose petals, he was once again struck by Wen Zhiyan's scheming nature.

This was obviously prepared long ago.

Jiang Lan tore Wen Zhiyan's clothes and pointed at the bathtub: "Have you planned it long ago?"

Wen Zhiyan untied Jiang Lan's belt and said sanctimoniously: "I'm just prepared. If you don't want to, I can take you home." "

Jiang Lan pulled off Wen Zhiyan's flimsy and thin shirt:

"You're talking nonsense, let's see how I deal with you today!"

...

Jiang Lan was not joking when he said he wanted to deal with Wen Zhiyan. .

The water rippled until late at night before calming down. Not only that, the sofa in the living room, the marble table in the island in the dining room, and the sink in the bathroom all became battlefields for the two to argue.

As the sky grew brighter, Jiang Lan began to feel a little regretful about his actions of injuring one thousand enemies and damaging himself one thousand five.

Finally, when I heard Wen Zhiyan say, "Brother Lan, I want to try the washing machine, it vibrates when it works," I completely broke my guard and gave Wen Zhiyan an almost bloody tooth mark.

The room is filled with the fragrance of roses and ebony and amber entangled and arguing, you come and I chase each other endlessly.

Jiang Lan originally thought that if she was entangled with Wen Zhiyan again, the mutual repulsion of the pheromones would cost her half her life.

But in fact, Jiang Lan had never felt how uncomfortable he was since Wen Zhiyan's susceptible period.

The gut-wrenching pain caused by the mutual repulsion of pheromones many years ago has not come.

So he indulged Wen Zhiyan again.

This time, Jiang Lan did not feel any obvious discomfort.

He even felt that his mind went blank for a moment.

Wen Zhiyan kissed the tooth mark on the back of Jiang Lan's neck and asked him distressedly: "Brother Lan, does it hurt?"

Jiang Lan shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't hurt."

Wen Zhiyan saw this and was still in a daze just now. His mind suddenly sobered up a lot. He frowned and checked again: "Doesn't it hurt?"

Jiang Lan squinted his eyes. Although he looked very tired, he did not have any special reaction. He answered affirmatively, not pretending. :

"It really doesn't hurt."

Wen Zhiyan fell into momentary self-doubt.

Theoretically, this is impossible.

Even though he and Jiang Lan had had countless intimate behaviors, even though Jiang Lan had been using incense related to his pheromones non-stop over the years.

However, the mutual exclusion of alpha pheromones is still irreversible from a physiological point of view.

How could Jiang Lan not feel pain?

Wen Zhiyan pursed his lips, turned over and got off Jiang Lan: "Is it within the tolerable range, or does it really not hurt?"

Jiang Lan didn't think about that much, he lay lazily where he was, and said with some reluctance:

"Did you develop any new problems over the years? So you want to see me in pain?"

Wen Zhiyan got out of bed, poured Jiang Lan a glass of warm water, asked him to moisten his throat, and denied, "I didn't mean that, But in the past, you would cry out about pain.

Not only would you cry about pain, but you would also get angry and curse.

After being bitten by Wen Zhiyan, the side effects of the mutually exclusive pheromones made Jiang Lan so uncomfortable that she couldn't eat for three days.

But alpha bites are instinctive. Wen Zhiyan restrained himself and tried not to bite Jiang Lan when the mood came. Jiang Lan was the one who didn't want to.

Jiang Lan would rather feel uncomfortable for three days afterwards than give Wen Zhiyan a bite every once in a while.

That kind of pain made Jiang Lan feel real.

Really be with Wen Zhiyan, truly be loved by Wen Zhiyan, truly have Wen Zhiyan.

Just now, he noticed Wen Zhiyan's desire and took the initiative to invite him.

But the expected pain did not come, and Jiang Lan even felt a strange sense of regret.

At this time, the feeling in his head was slightly relieved. Jiang Lan drank half a glass of warm water and finally realized that this was indeed wrong.

He sat up and looked at Wen Zhiyan.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Lan's expression gradually became weird. He asked: "Wen Zhiyan, is there really something wrong with your pheromones?"

Wen Zhiyan denied it flatly: "It's impossible, Brother Lan, maybe it is. Your problem."

As soon as Wen Zhiyan said this, Jiang Lan couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.

He really hasn't been very healthy these years.

He didn't know if frequent susceptible periods would have an impact on his pheromones.

The two stared at each other, and no one spoke for a while.

After a long time, Wen Zhiyan spoke first: "Brother Lan, are you sleepy?"

Jiang Lan was afraid that Wen Zhiyan would continue to ask questions, so he quickly got off the slope and said, "I'm so sleepy, go to sleep."

Wen Zhiyan turned off the lights and lay on the bed with Jiang Lan side by side.

But before going to bed, Jiang Lan suddenly remembered something important.

He stretched out his leg again and hooked Wen Zhiyan's toes and said, "I have something to ask you." As soon as

he said these words, Wen Zhiyan's heart suddenly started to jump again. He said cautiously and nonchalantly: " "What?"

Jiang Lan thought for a moment: "Ji Wanxing recently chose three books for me. I'm a little undecided and want to discuss it with you."

Wen Zhiyan felt that it was serious business and felt relieved again. go back.

He likes Jiang Lan very much and has a strong desire to share. In the past, whether it was in life, study, or work, he always liked to discuss any problems with Wen Zhiyan.

In fact, most of the time, Jiang Lan already has an idea.

He just needs someone to support his choice, and Wen Zhiyan can fill this role perfectly.

This made him feel that he was always involved in Jiang Lan's life and was needed by Jiang Lan.

Therefore, he would never deal with Jiang Lan. As long as Jiang Lan was willing to speak, he would definitely give a thorough analysis. This made Jiang Lan feel valued and continued to share.

At this moment, Wen Zhiyan felt that the relationship between them seemed to have returned to the state where they had never been separated.

He said seriously: "Do you want to show me the book? Or do you want me to listen?"