Cannon Fodder a is About To Cover the Heroine

    The booklet has the answer, of course.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia.

    Two people approached each other because they were snatching a booklet.

    The chaotic atmosphere is exchanging air in the same space.

    "If you want to see... let me show you." Zhong Mingxue let go of his hands, leaned back, and circled his hands in front of him, which was obviously a defensive posture.

    But she is not defending Jing Qingxia, but defending her shyness, not wanting it to be completely exposed from the undulating chest.

    Jing Qingxia glanced at Zhong Mingxue again, but Zhong Mingxue stopped looking at her.

    Then Jing Qingxia opened the booklet generously and read it from the beginning.

    The booklet begins with some background.

    The first page explains why pheromone tolerance training courses are not open to the public.

    Mainly because professional machines are too expensive, and ordinary people cannot afford them, and if these machines are in the hands of individuals, they may cause some unnecessary troubles.

    But now the machine is about to be sent to the hospital for use as an auxiliary treatment, and also allows doctors as a behavioral treatment method to distribute simple training course materials to partners for use.

    So the first lesson is to use partner pheromone meal replacement.

    Mate.

    Seeing this, Jing Qingxia already knew why Zhong Mingxue was embarrassed.

    From the very beginning, she accepted the doctor's advice, which showed that she had substituted herself into the identity of her partner.

    Jing Qingxia pursed her lips and looked down a few pages, her fingers tightening slightly.

    This is obviously a pheromone tolerance training course, and the focus should be on "tolerance".

    But when I look at it, I always feel that its description is so like a "double repair" tutorial.

    Through special interaction between partners, to achieve the purpose of training, improve the threshold of glandular nerve stimulation…

    Jing Qingxia slowly put down the booklet, poked her forehead with her index finger, and covered her reddish cheeks.

    "Actually, if I drink lemon sparkling water by myself, I won't have so many fanciful thoughts."

    Jing Qingxia chose to confess.

    The confession was not thorough, which made Zhong Mingxue pursed her lips, she wanted to know the answer.

     asked in a low voice, "Then why can't lemon sugar water?"

    Now it's Jing Qingxia's turn to dare not look at Zhong Mingxue.

    He said with a guilty conscience: "It's not that you can't do lemonade, it's that you can't do it by my side..."

    Zhong Mingxue didn't need to look at Jing Qingxia to know that she didn't dare to look at herself, so she pursed her lips and laughed.

    I got the answer I liked.

    "So, it's most suitable for me to train you. Isn't it?" Zhong Mingxue used the rhetorical question again maliciously.

    Jing Qingxia twirled a lot of words in her mouth, and finally only spit out a "yes" word.

    Zhong Mingxue stood up and took out another red ribbon in his hand.

    Jing Qingxia tensed up, leaned back, and sat firmly on the back of the chair.

    "Do you want to cover your eyes again?"

    "Do not cover your eyes. Tie your right hand, because the alpha is attacking. Your glands are not mature yet, advanced tolerance class may lead to loss of control, I have to do it for myself Safety considerations." Zhong Mingxue did not look at her and was already operating.

    Jing Qingxia looked at Zhong Mingxue like this, bent over, the blue silk fell on her hand, and the cool air she exhaled was also sprayed on the tiny fluff.

    All small changes are magnified infinitely in this slow motion.

    Jing Qingxia is now annoyed by her strong observation skills and can't ignore anything.

    Zhong Mingxue is right, he is an alpha, an aggressive alpha.

    However, he is obviously a more aggressive alpha, but he is like a piece of fish on a chopping block every time he trains.

    And this bell knife is still a dull knife.

    No!

    It can't even be called a knife, she doesn't like cutting flesh at all, she just likes tickling.

    Itching so much that not a single cell in the body is calm.

    In the process of slowly binding her right hand, Jing Qingxia's toes shrunk in the cotton slippers, faster than the last time.

    Even getting through the time to tie the ribbon is exhausting.

    In the end, Jing Qingxia's right hand was symbolically tied to the chair.

    Jing Qingxia took a deep breath, can this be regarded as Zhong Mingxue's protection?

    "In the end, it's my concentration that can protect you, right?" Jing Qingxia moved his right hand.

    The ribbon is so loose that it can be pulled out on its own with a little force.

    "Even if the bond is strong, you can break free with your strength. This is equivalent to our gentleman's agreement."

    Zhong Mingxue poked Jing Qingxia's hand with a smile.

    Jing Qingxia almost subconsciously used **** to clamp her wrong index finger.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia.

    Jing Qingxia was silent for a moment, doing a good job of psychological construction for herself, and then said: "Okay, I understand, gentleman's agreement, I will hold back."

    "Then I started?" Zhong Mingxue seemed to be giving Jing Qingxia the right to choose and time to prepare.

    But the choice and preparation time made her even more itchy.

    "Let's start." Jing Qingxia felt her throat dry again.

    You should change your mouth and ask for a glass of water first.

    Oh no, forget it.

    If she wants water, Zhong Mingxue may give herself another cup of sweet lemonade.

    In this state, it is not suitable to add anything related to lemon.

    Water will not work either.

    Also wine.

    Not even the lowest temperature.

    Jing Qingxia closed her eyes.

    I don't know if it is good for me not to cover my eyes at this time.

    Zhong Mingxue sits on the chair in front of her, which can make people's heart beat faster.

    Today’s countless heartaches are superimposed.

    Jing Qingxia almost felt that her training session was about to fail.

    "Wait a minute." Jing Qingxia said.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at her steadily.

    The smell of iced limoncello in the air has already appeared, and it is too late to withdraw.

    There are only two people sitting here.

    Jing Qingxia's mind seemed to flash a lot of noisy pictures.

    Like a bar.

    In her previous life, she was also dragged to a bar to relax, but she did not drink.

    She is not interested in the wine in the bar, nor the people in the bar. Neither man nor woman could arouse her interest.

    But if at that time, a girl in a light green dress appeared in front of him with a glass of iced lemonade, maybe he would look at her first.

    Take a second look.

    Take a second look.

    Until the girl raised her eyes and looked at herself.

    The girl might smile to herself.

    Jing Qingxia couldn't help but ask at this moment: "What are you drinking? It looks delicious."

    "Limoncello." The girl would answer in a cold and lazy voice.

    Just like her, standing in a mixed lighting environment, pure and lustful.

    Jing Qingxia will be interested in her.

    Develop an interest in others that you have never had before.

    The girl looked at Jing Qingxia and might laugh: "Is this your first time at the bar?"

    "Well, my friend brought me here, I don't like it very much."

    "I don't like it either. I just wanted to come in and sit today. I'll invite you to a bar?"

    "No, I have money, I can invite you!" Jing Qingxia wanted to show friendliness to the girl.

    The girl smiled, without objection, let Jing Qingxia communicate with the bartender, and then ordered wine.

    In a few moments.

    The bartender hands out two glasses of the same wine.

    "It seems a little special? It's not just iced lemonade." After the girl took a sip, she was surprised.

    Jing Qingxia Zhanyan: "With cinnamon, it seems that you like the taste."

    "Well, I like the taste." The taste of chilled cinnamon limoncello.

    The girl smiled charmingly.

    This smile still looks charming under the cluttered lights in the bar.

    Jing Qingxia even thought that the glass of wine in the girl's hand was better.

    Or rather, she wanted to taste this girl, hug her, kiss her, and get to know her better.

    This is desire and love.

    "Zhong Mingxue." Jing Qingxia called out the girl's name.

    "Huh?" The girl's cold and lazy voice sounded again.

    This time, the sound really rang in my ears.

    "Pause, pause...I, I..." Jing Qingxia sat on the chair and took a deep breath, trying to control the pheromones that had floated out of the glands.

    However, these pheromones are like kites that have broken free from their strings, they will only go with the wind, and they don't care about the owner's wishes.

    What is wind?

    The cinnamon has been fused with the limoncello.

    This time, the ice limoncello came out with cinnamon.

    Limoncello is like the wind, pulling the cinnamon away.

    In an instant, it was like falling into the bartender's shaker, and they were indistinguishable by gently shaking them.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

    Her situation is better than Jing Qingxia, because Jing Qingxia also restrains pheromones.

    But her face was also red.

    Let the pheromone take the initiative to enter the state of seduction, she herself is equally shy.

    I even have some doubts, can this really help Jing Qingxia?

    Maybe.

    Zhong Mingxue's eyes fell on Jing Qingxia's hand tightly grasping on the armrest, her veins protruding, and she was extremely patient.

    Probably not.

    Zhong Mingxue stood up.

    Jing Qingxia was stunned and looked at Zhong Mingxue.

    The closeness of the body shape drives the pheromone to approach together, the pheromone concentration increases, and Jing Qingxia has difficulty swallowing.

    Then hoarsely said: "Zhong Mingxue."

    "Huh?" Zhong Mingxue still deserved to be like the wind.

    She did it on purpose.

    The concentration of pheromone she used is not high, but the appropriate body movements and close distance are enough to cause qualitative changes.

    Zhong Mingxue's hand wrapped Jing Qingxia's hand on the armrest.

    Jing Qingxia's body tightened involuntarily.

    She felt that there was a real problem with her body, and she had no resistance to Zhong Mingxue's every move.

    Cinnamon ran out uncontrollably.

    Don't say it was the kite that just broke.

    Even a wired kite couldn't stand the howling wind and surrendered.

    Although Jing Qingxia's pheromones are unrestrained, she herself gritted her teeth and remained awake.

    Close your eyes and dare not look at Zhong Mingxue.

    Jing Qingxia slowly opened her eyes and breathed out involuntarily.

    Then hold her breath again.

    Even if you can't smell Zhong Mingxue's scent, the glands can feel the iced lemonade very well, which feeds back to Jing Qingxia's mouth and nose.

    She looked at Zhong Mingxue, her eyes aggrieved, as if she had something to ask for: "Zhong Mingxue."

    "Hmm." Zhong Mingxue didn't even use a questioning tone this time.

    It seems that no matter what Jing Qingxia asks, she will agree.

    Yes.

    As in the small equipment room, she did not refuse.

    Not this time.

    Zhong Mingxue let go of Jing Qingxia's finger.

    The body is a meal.

    Jing Qingxia's left hand reached her back uncontrollably and hugged her.

    Zhong Mingxue was caught off guard by Jing Qingxia.

    Jing Qingxia didn't do anything superfluous to the back of her neck, just put her head on her shoulder, and said half-suffocated: "Zhong Mingxue, let's stop here first, I... can't take it anymore. It's not good if it causes you to induce a fever period."

    Zhong Mingxue's mood is unknown, but after exhaling a breath, she hummed.

    Slowly put away the pheromone.

    She left in no hurry.

    The heat on Jing Qingxia's body gradually diminished, and the glands in the back of her neck also calmed down.

    Only faint cinnamon and limoncello danced in the air.

    But Jing Qingxia's hand was still locked on Zhong Mingxue's body.

    Zhong Mingxue did not struggle, but leaned on it, changed a more comfortable position, and let her hold it like this.

    After waiting for a while, Jing Qingxia slowly opened her eyes.

    The hand pressed on Zhong Mingxue's back couldn't help but move.

    Zhong Mingxue felt the subtle changes behind her, and said softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

    Being so asked, Jing Qingxia wanted to touch the back of her neck.

     But her right hand was still clinging to the arm of the chair.

    He held Zhong Mingxue in his left hand and did not want to let go.

    She pursed her lips.

    I was about to say something.

    I felt the itch from my right hand.

    She leaned on Zhong Mingxue's shoulder and glanced sideways.

    Zhong Mingxue is slowly untying the red ribbon.

    Just like when you tied it up, slowly.

    Slow so that the subtle sound of the red ribbon rubbing can be clearly captured.

    Jing Qingxia's ears were slightly red because of this frictionless sound.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at her ears a little bit red.

    I couldn't help reaching out.

    Jing Qingxia felt the cold touch on her ears, and she was so startled that she pressed her hands hard.

    Zhong Mingxue pressed her tighter, unable to support her feet, and sat directly on Jing Qingxia's lap.

    Jing Qingxia's legs also tightened, and Zhong Mingxue sat up straighter.

    The posture of two people is awkward and comfortable.

    A strange feeling spreads.

    But Jing Qingxia bite the bullet, just don't want to let go.

    Instead, he touched the back of his neck with his released right hand.

    The barrier stickers have long been out of place.

    She simply ripped it off.

    Cinnamon rippling out, not much, she was controlled by her.

    She breathed a sigh of relief and reported to Zhong Mingxuehui: "It doesn't seem to be abnormal."

    "En." Zhong Mingxue answered first, then pursed her lips, and said after a while, "Then how long are you going to hold me?"

    “…”

    Jing Qingxia gradually released her strength.

    "I'm sorry" came to my lips, but I couldn't say anything.

    Why should she apologize?

    Because she was holding Zhong Mingxue on purpose.

    But the word "I'm sorry" is unapologetic even if I say it.

    Sorry, I was wrong, I will do it next time.

    Jing Qingxia didn't dare to look at Zhong Mingxue and turned her face away.

    Zhong Mingxue didn't say anything, but slowly stood up from Jing Qingxia's lap and returned to her position.

    She did not leave this time.

    The lingering smell of limoncello in the air doesn't reveal much.

    She sat calmly in her seat and recorded information in her notebook.

    Jing Qingxia glanced at her: "What did you remember?"

    Zhong Mingxue did not hide: "I remember your reaction this time."

    "Oh..." Jing Qingxia curiously stepped forward to look.

    I saw what Zhong Mingxue wrote.

    The fact that the pheromone floated out without holding on for a second was written.

    Sorry.

    But Zhong Mingxue still remarked that the pheromone is not offensive.

    This is a plus.

    Then Zhong Mingxue wrote a sentence in the last position, using hugs instead of comforting, and hugging for a long time before the end, like a coquettish puppy.

    "...Zhong Mingxue." Jing Qingxia couldn't hold back her mouth.

    Zhong Mingxue, you know I'm watching!

    "Huh?" Zhong Mingxue continued naturally as always.

    "..." Since Zhong Mingxue's reaction was too natural, the petite dog Jing Qingxia really didn't know what tone to use to ask about this.

    Just give up.

    "It's getting late, go back and rest!" Jing Qingxia finally said.

    "Okay." Zhong Mingxue smiled, picked up the notebook and left.

    She had no expression on her face, but she was in a good mood.

    Why can I see that she is in a good mood?

    Because today, Zhong Mingxue's footsteps went out of the same frequency as usual, and at the same time, her ankles subconsciously bounced up, jumping and jumping, clearly expressing pleasure.

    Jing Qingxia couldn't help laughing.

    I didn't expect that the ability I used to analyze human body movements in the task would be used here.

    …

    The next few days were regular and easy.

    The evening pheromone tolerance training session has been suspended.

    Zhong Mingxue was also worried about her fever period, so she did not ask Jing Qingxia to do additional "additional questions".

    until Friday night.

    Weekends are the days when Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue go to the winter vacation practice activities.

    "The teacher in charge of accompany you to the inspection this time seems to be the instructor who accompanied you to Nancheng last time. I have been to Nancheng with you, and I am familiar with it, so don't be embarrassed if you have anything. Please, she is a beta, and many things are very convenient." Jing Guangyao casually mentioned it while eating.

    "We know, Dad, you don't have to worry. It's good if there is any inconvenience in life, so I just went to give my opinion. Originally, the student union was sent to inspect every year to confirm that the practical activities during the winter vacation would be able to It went smoothly." Jing Qingxia didn't care, but comforted Jing Guangyao who was restless.

    Jing Guangyao sighed.

    It is amazing to think that when the child grows up, he can comfort others in turn.

    He raised his eyebrows towards his wife.

    Lin Chanjuan laughed along with her.

    What she saw more was that Jing Qingxia did not want to be seen as a child after she differentiated into an alpha.

    Especially in front of your own Omega.

    Zhong Mingxue also took the initiative to report: "We brought all the things that should be prepared, and Aunt Zhang helped us pack a lot of things. We will check again later."

    Lin Chanjuan nodded deeply: "Xiaoxue's mind is more delicate, and help us to see if Xia Xia is ready."

    Although Jing Qingxia was a little dissatisfied, she did not refute.

    After dinner, Zhong Mingxue came to Jing Qingxia's room.

    Jing Qingxia was shocked: "You really want to check what I brought? I'm actually quite experienced, trust me."

    "For reference, see if I have any leaks." Zhong Mingxue did not know where he learned his way of speaking.

    After that, Jing Qingxia felt comfortable.

    It may also be that Zhong Mingxue's voice is naturally good, as long as she says it, Jing Qingxia will be comfortable.

    "It's all here, you don't need to look at the change of clothes, anyway, it's only for two days and one night, I also put a thicker coat just in case, the weather in the mountains is not good for you Be careful too."

    Jing Qingxia is indeed a very experienced person.

    The tasks that you need to participate in in the past life are very complicated. You have been to any kind of place, and you have been to any kind of harsh environment. There are not many things to prepare.

    She even put a simple tent and sleeping bag in the box.

    If the living conditions in the mountains are really too difficult, it is also good to put up a tent in the room and sleep with a sleeping bag.

    But Zhong Mingxue felt that these do not need to be prepared: "I heard that the village has specially prepared a place for us to live, so we should not bring it."

    Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia's various props, and even the compressed biscuits, flashlights, knives and ropes for survival in the wild were put in the backpack in advance.

    I don't know if she thought she was going to shoot a variety show for survival in the wilderness.

    But combining the previous conjectures about Jing Qingxia's identity, there will be so many strange things, it seems to make sense.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at the things in this place, but couldn't find anything to refer to.

    She can't use it and won't use it.

    After a moment of silence, Zhong Mingxue asked: "You have prepared so many things, it seems that you don't need to prepare double, why don't you give me a little and I will carry it for you?"

    Jing Qingxia looked at Zhong Mingxue and took out the pink strawberry umbrella in her backpack: "Help me carry this."

    Zhong Mingxue took the umbrella and couldn't help laughing: "How much do you dislike it?"

    When I looked at so many props just now, I saw at a glance that this umbrella seemed a little out of place among many things.

    "How can I dislike it, if I dislike it, I will not bring it. The weather in the mountains changes a lot, so it is very important to prepare the umbrella first, and then leave it to you. things." Jing Qingxia said seriously.

    Zhong Mingxue also nodded, held the umbrella in his hand, and found the right time to complain: "It's true, I even think that you have brought so many things, maybe this umbrella is the only one can come in handy.”

    "Also, this is a good thing to prevent getting lost. You can also take it. The signal in the mountains is not good. If you get lost, I can find you." Jing Qingxia is holding a high The precise positioning instrument was stuffed into Zhong Mingxue's hand.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at it for a while, but did not refuse.

    Just stood by the door and continued to watch Jing Qingxia pack up all the luggage, and stuffed a few inhibitors into the bag, some with alpha and some with Omega.

    Zhong Mingxue's eyes flashed.

    This behavior is very subtle.

    Not intimacy.

    However, the fever period itself is a relatively private topic, and even the corresponding inhibitor has been slipped to the category where only close people can help prepare.

    But, what kind of intimacy is it?

    The two of them are clearly fiancées and wives. How can fiancées and wives prepare inhibitors?

    Intimate without marking.

    Jing Qingxia is this going to raise me as a daughter?

    Thinking of Zhong Mingxue holding the umbrella in her hand, she pursed her lips and walked away.

    When she walked out of Jing Qingxia's room, her face and umbrella were the same color.

    Jing Qingxia just packed her luggage and looked up.

    I could smell the faint smell of iced limoncello in the air.

    Jing Qingxia had a moment of doubt.

    I'm not going to take the pheromone tolerance training course tonight, so is Zhong Mingxue assigning her homework?

    Think of a tolerance class.

    Jing Qingxia pursed her lips and thought, the tolerance course has been going smoothly during this time, the condition of the glands is getting better and better, and the ability to control pheromones is getting stronger and stronger.

    There was a little excitement in her heart.

    That's it.

    Perhaps the day of a formal confession is near.

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