Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine GL

Chapter 3

Xu Jinchao carried Song Jiao, who was soaked all over, out of the bathroom, with his arms supporting the back of her neck and her legs, and the skin she touched was burning and hot.

Omega's body was surprisingly light, and Xu Jinchao could hold her in his arms without much effort.

Xu Jinchao was a little dizzy, she never dared to look at Song Jiao, and Song Jiao didn't know that she was leaning on the chest of the person she feared the most, being hugged by the other person like a fragile treasure.

Song Jiao, who was burned into a coma, has completely lost control of the pheromones. The glands in the back of the neck dissipate the pheromones throughout the body through the blood vessels, and then the sweat glands release the sweat together with the high heat.

Xu Jinchao tried his best to stay awake, ruffled the cool quilt, wrapped the Omega on it, and turned on the air conditioner to warm up the room.

Her mind became sluggish under the influence of the psychedelic pheromone aroma. After doing all this, she turned around in the bedroom twice before realizing that she was going to find a bath towel.

The original body hadn't been able to enter Song Jiao's boudoir, and of course he didn't know the interior of the cabinet where personal belongings were placed.

Xu Jinchao opened the wardrobe door and was about to rummage when he suddenly realized that his hands were all wet.

With just this pause, her brain was short-circuited again.

Xu Jin moved his hand to the tip of his nose like a demon and sniffed lightly.

Her hand had a psychedelic scent of peach, which was the smell of the pheromone oozing out of the skin on the back of the Omega's neck diluted with water. the idea...

Xu Jinchao shuddered violently, she wiped a few hands on her body indiscriminately, and quickly wiped her hands clean.

There are not many clothes in the wardrobe, so you don't need to look at the dresses in the hanging cabinet, and the neatly folded clothes on the clothes storage partition are not something you can use at this time.

Xu Jinzhao opened the drawer, but what she saw made her blushed.

Inside were Song Jiao's intimate clothes, small pieces of light-colored fabric, and a bra with a conservative style and a light and soft material.

Xu Jinchao didn't know what was wrong with him. He was probably blinded by the **** Alpha instinct, and when he saw these things, his blood surged.

She bit the tip of her tongue to calm herself down, pushed the drawer back, and rummaged through the lower level to find a bath towel and a replacement nightdress, and pulled a thin quilt from the top of the cabinet.

Omega was still lying there in a drowsy state, not even moving a hair, and the quilt covering his body had been soaked in a large amount of water by the wet pajamas.

There was a rosy flush on her face, a thin layer of sweat floating on her skin, but her lips were visibly dry.

Xu Jinchao didn't want to be rude to Song Jiao, but Omega was already dehydrated due to profuse sweating and had to call a doctor for treatment. Before that, he had to dry his body and put on clean clothes.

Her eyes couldn't be swept to the places where the master should not look without permission, so she could only stare at Omega's drowsy and delicate face, and the hands that fumbled to remove the wet clothes were shaking in despair.

Xu Jinchao felt that she was wandering on the border between heaven and hell. She couldn't tell whether it was paradise or torture.

Xu Jinchao was temporarily relieved when he finally helped Song Jiao change into new pajamas.