Yao Jin gave the address, the driver started the engine, and the car drove smoothly on the road.
Jin Siming sat next to the car door, looking out of the car window, there was a big gap between Yao Jin and the cat bag in the middle.
The car was very quiet, only the small meowing from the bag and Yao Jin's soft voice soothing the kitten could be heard.
"It seems a little uneasy." Yao Jin's reassurance had no effect, and the kitten tended to bark more and more fiercely.
Jin Siming looked away from the window, saw Yao Jin staring at her for help, then lowered his head suddenly, glanced at the blue cat bag, and opened the side door.
The fluffy light yellow head protruded tremblingly from the inside, and was exploring left and right, a hand suddenly landed on its head and stroked it lightly, and it quickly retracted its head again, baring its teeth and making a "hiss" sound.
Jin Siming touched her lightly back and forth a few times like this, Fluffy gradually became less guarded against her, stretched out his small nose to sniff between her fingers, gradually no longer rejected her touch, and even tilted his head up. Actively approached her hand.
Seeing that the little milk cat has become obedient so quickly in Jin Siming's hands, Yao Jin raised her thin eyebrows: "It seems to like you very much."
Jin Siming smoothed the fur of the kitten, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "I have always been liked by small animals."
Seeing her smug face, Yao Jin couldn't help but feel a little funny, and couldn't help but get closer: "Really? I didn't expect you to have this kind of skill."
It may be because of the intimate buffs of small animals since childhood. When I was a child at my grandma's house in the country, the most vicious dog in the village would become well-behaved when seeing Jin Siming.
Jin Siming straightened his back, still wanting to shudder, and when she turned her head and saw Yao Jin's zoomed-in face, she quickly shrank back, and said unnaturally: "Why are you so close... "
Yao Jin blinked blankly, with a playful smile on her lips: "Ah? Isn't this a normal distance? Is classmate Jin too sensitive?"
Siming Jin: "..."
Jin Siming pulled up the cat bag, turned his face and looked out of the car, pursed his mouth and said nothing.
The little milk cat was enjoying the plucking service comfortably, when it was shut back suddenly, it scratched its paws at the side door of the cat bag unhappily, and barked twice, but Jin Siming didn't have much interest in being played by it now.
In fact, recently she always felt that Yao Jin was flirting with her, but was she really too sensitive
The car soon arrived at the destination, and Jin Siming stood in the magnificent hall, suddenly hesitating again.
Yao Jin glanced back at Jin Siming who was dawdling behind, seemed to see through her thoughts, smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, there is no one in my house."
Being guessed, Jin Siming looked at Yao Jin's slender back, licked his lower lip, and followed.
Following Yao Jin into the elevator, Jin Siming was a little surprised at the emptiness and desertedness of the house at the moment of entering the door. If Yao Jin didn't say that this was her house, Jin Siming would have thought it was a vacant place. As for the long-standing house, there is no smell of smoke and fire that is inhabited, and it doesn't look like a home.
When changing shoes in the porch, he only saw two pairs of slippers. Jin Siming felt that this was not Yao Jin's real home, at least not where she lived with her family.
After bowing his head and thinking for a while, Jin Siming followed Yao Jin into the living room.
The overall decoration style of the room is more Nordic style, which makes it look colder.
"What do you like to drink? Juice, drink, or yogurt?" Yao Jin asked as she walked towards the kitchen.
Jin Siming put the cat bag on the carpet next to the sofa, and opened the side door, "No need, let's put it first."
With its furry head sticking out, it stretched out its small paws to carefully test the unfamiliar environment. After turning around, it crawled to Jin Siming's feet after looking for the smell, and stuck to her legs and stopped moving.
Yao Jin came over and saw this scene, and said "Tsk", "My little milk cat seems to have been abducted by you."
Jin Siming was embarrassed, why even Yao Jin's cat likes touching her
She bent down to pick up the cat, put it in front of Yao Jin, raised her eyebrows and said: "Please, this is your cat, you have to take the initiative to please it, so that it will get close to you."
Yao Jin looked down at the fluffy little ball, and touched it tentatively. Maybe it was because he had been with the two for a while. The kitten was not as afraid of people as it was at the beginning, and began to actively sniff Yao Jin. hands, and get close to her.
It was the first time for Yao Jin to raise a pet, and she was actively approached by the kitten. This sense of dependence made her feel a special sense of satisfaction in her heart. Her beautiful eyes were full of novelty, and she immediately put all her attention on Xiaotuanzi. .
Seeing her staring at the kitten non-stop, Jin Siming began to tell him: "You need to prepare a cat litter for it. If you don't have one now, just use sofa cushions or something. It’s best for the cat to drink goat milk powder for her, or go to a cat food store to buy some food suitable for young cats... "
Although Jin Siming has never kept pets, her grandmother likes cats very much, so she knows about them.
Yao Jin immediately took out her mobile phone, and together with Jin Siming, picked out some items needed to raise the little furball, and then found a cardboard box, put Jin Siming's coat that was used to wrap the kitten under it, and took another I put two warm handbags filled with warm water into them, and made a temporary cat nest for the little hairball.
Squatting next to the cat nest and playing with Yao Jin with the little hair ball for a while, Jin Siming took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was almost eight o'clock, so she stood up, "Okay, I should go back soon... . .. ”
I don't know if it was because she had been squatting for too long, but when she got up she suddenly felt dizzy, her legs went limp, and she fell backwards.
Seeing her fall to the ground, Yao Jin hurried over to help her up, "How are you? Are you okay?"
Jin Siming propped up his upper body with his hands, and his voice was a little weak: "It's okay, I just fell down accidentally."
Jin Siming held his forehead and rubbed his temples, thinking it was just the dizziness caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain after squatting for too long, but after a while, not only did he not get better, but his body also began to feel hot, especially when Yao Jin leaned over to help her, That sweet smell made her reaction even stronger.
Oops!
Jin Siming thought of something, and quickly shook off Yao Jin's hand holding her arm, got up and walked towards the backpack on the sofa, but before taking two steps, a strong discomfort made her legs lose strength, and she knelt down. Down on the carpet.
Yao Jin frowned, and came to her side worriedly: "What's wrong with you, are you sick?"
Jin Siming's lips were already trembling, and he pointed weakly at the sofa: "Inhibitor... mine, in the bag..."
Yao Jin immediately understood what she meant, and quickly got up to pick up Jin Siming's backpack on the sofa.
She turned the backpack inside out, frowning: "There are no inhibitors in it."
!
Jin Siming panicked now. She thought about it carefully with a still sober consciousness. She put the inhibitor on the desk in the classroom, and it seemed that there was really no one in the backpack.
It's over, is she going to be here...
She bit her lower lip, not daring to think any further, stood up and stumbled towards the door.
Yao Jin quickly reached out and grabbed her: "What are you doing? It's too messy for you to go out like this now!"
Jin Siming shook off her hand, "I...I can't stay here anymore, I want to go back..."
In the only remaining consciousness of Jin Siming, there is only one thought at this time, that is to escape here as soon as possible while still awake, at least as far away from Yao Jin as possible.
After all, she really doesn't want to, and can't be in heat in front of Yao Jin! !
Seeing Jin Siming desperately walking outside, Yao Jin grabbed her hand tightly, dragged her hard, and said anxiously: "Jin Siming, can you calm down? It is more dangerous for you to go out now, there are people selling inhibitors downstairs Vending machine, you stay here, I'll buy it for you now!"
Hearing what she said, Jin Siming relaxed a little. Yao Jin took the opportunity to drag her to the sofa, pressed her to sit down, "wait here for me obediently."
After she finished speaking, she left. Jin Siming reached out to her the moment Yao Jin turned around, but only touched the tip of Yao Jin's hair.
Seeing Yao Jin's smooth black hair slipping through his palm, and hearing the sound of the door being closed, Jin Siming slid down from the sofa weakly and squatted on the carpet with his knees hugged.
She didn't know how long she could hold on, she just hoped that Yao Jin would come back soon.
Yao Jin took the elevator to the first floor, bought some Alpha-specific inhibitors from the inhibitor vending machine in the lobby, and hurried back.
After entering the door, I saw Jin Siming squatting on the ground trembling with his knees hugged. The little fur ball came out of the cat's nest at some point and was lying on her shoulders, yawning with his mouth open.
Yao Jin strode over, put the little fur ball on the sofa, took out an inhibitor and held it in her hand, and reached out to support Jin Siming's shoulder, wanting to help her inject.
However, in the next second, after she approached, Jin Siming suddenly raised his head. Her complexion was flushed, and even the corners of her eyes were stained with crimson.
Jin Siming grabbed Yao Jin's wrist that was on her shoulder, pinched it in his hand, and pulled her into his arms.
Yao Jin hastily put another hand holding the suppressant on her shoulder, widened the distance between them, bit the tip of her tongue hard, and forced herself to remain calm.
She could already feel Jin Siming's pheromones escaping into the air. Although the restraining stickers were still attached, not many pheromones escaped, but the concentration was much higher than usual due to the fever period. Concentration pheromone, even if it is only a little, will make ordinary Omegas unable to control themselves, and can't help leaning upwards.
Fortunately, Yao Jin's level is not low, and her self-control ability has always been very good. She held her breath, gritted her teeth, ignored the rapid heartbeat, forcibly suppressed the aroused emotion, and pushed Jin Siming away with all her strength, "Wake up, Jin Siming!"
But these didn't seem to have any effect, Jin Siming still tightly pinched one of her wrists, his eyes were slack, and he began to lean towards her neck, muttering something about peaches in his mouth.
Yao Jin bit her lower lip that was about to bleed, and when Jin Siming approached again, she opened her mouth and bit her hard on the shoulder.
"Hiss..."
The pain made Jin Siming take a deep breath, and there was a moment of clarity. She shrank away from Yao Jin suddenly, her face was so red that she seemed to be bleeding.
Seeing that she was still staring at him in a daze, Yao Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Turn around... me, I'll give you the injection."
Jin Siming noticed the inhibitor in Yao Jin's hand this time, quickly let go of her wrist, and reached for it: "No, I'll do it myself."
As a result, after pulling out the inhibitor from Yao Jin's hand, because of unstable force, he accidentally crushed the inhibitor with too much force.
Shards of broken glass scratched her palm, slowly oozing blood.