Hard work pays off.
After much calling, the door was finally opened.
The man squeezed in with surprise and desire, stretched out his hand to grab the person in front of him, and then was grabbed by the person in front of him.
His brain was controlled by the fragrance and before he could react, he was thrown over his shoulder.
Fu Anan kicked the door shut, tied up his hands and feet with tape, sealed his mouth, and then found a rope and tied him up tightly.
In order to prevent herself from being affected by the other person's scent, Fu Anan even covered her mouth and nose with a mask that was filled with a lot of perfume.
Now, with every breath I take, the strong scent of various pheromones and perfumes enters my nasal cavity, choking me.
But it also proves one thing—perfume cannot cover up the natural smell of a person.
Fu Anan sat a little further away and took off his mask.
She smelled a lemon-like scent from the other person, which was tempting but not enough to make her lose her mind.
It seems that the degree of influence of pheromones is different, not all of them are as strong as Fu Yizhi's.
Fu Anan relaxed a little and sat in front of him to observe him carefully.
His pupils are very red.
As if it was filled with blood, he looked straight at Fu Anan, like a wild beast.
Fu Anan approached him with a pen and waved her hand in front of him.
The man was tied up all over and couldn't even bend naturally, but his body still tried to lean forward because of Fu Anan's approach, and his breathing was loud and disgusting.
Seeing this, Fu Anan kicked the man back onto the sofa, then took a rope and tied him to the sofa.
"Mmmmm!"
The man groaned, and Fu Anan tore off the tape on his mouth.
"Miss, I like you, I really like you!"
Hearing this, Fu Anan frowned and put the tape back on him.
Papa hit him twice to help him wake up physically. The force was strong enough that the man was stunned for a second.
"Are you calm?"
The man became more obedient, and Fu Anan peeled off the tape again, "Where do you live?"
"I live in the villa behind you." the man replied.
I can smell this strange smell from such a distance.
"Do I smell very strong?"
Speaking of the fragrance, the man's expression became confused again, "It's not strong, but very comfortable and very tempting!"
Snap—
Fu Anan helped him wake up again. Both sides of the man's face were swollen.
"I'm sorry, just control yourself and rely on your own will." Fu Anan thought about it and moved a little further away from him.
"Don't you smell anyone else besides me?"
"Yes! But yours smells the best." The man murmured, his eyes gradually becoming perverted, "You are really good..."
Before he could finish the rest of his words, Fu Anan tore off the tape and stuck it back on his mouth.
Sure enough, the scent is different.
Is there any pattern in it
Fu Anan touched his chin.
At this time, the bell outside rang again.
Fu Anan turned on the surveillance camera, and in just over ten minutes, two more people appeared at the door.
The two of them pressed tightly against the door, sniffing the scent wafting out from the crack in the door, their fingers constantly pressing the doorbell.
Fu Anan frowned when he saw this.
Made a simple trap at the door and opened it.
The first man rushed forward and tripped over the roadblock.
Fu Anan then jumped up from the stool, choked the second man, taped his wrists, and locked him in the toilet.
After separating the two men, catch the first man who stumbles as quickly as possible.
Three minutes later, the number of people on the sofa increased from one to three.
(End of this chapter)