His Pheromone Smells Like Catnip Chapter 16 part 2

 Part 2


Bai He was stunned, looking up and making eye contact with Qin Yao, who had turned his head to look at him in the darkness. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly shook his head, "No."


"Jasmine?" Qin Yao smiled, "The captivating Jasmine? Cathead?"


Bai He paused again, then nodded.


So this world also had that perfume.


Qin Yao didn't sit up, just turned his head and looked at Bai He, his face barely visible in the darkness, his voice carrying an ambiguous smile, like a hook, "Jasmine rose, charming delicacy, I shouldn't be called a femme fatale, right?"


"Of course not," Bai He responded instinctively.


Qin Yao sat up, suddenly towering over Bai He by a lot, he lowered his head, his eyes reflecting Bai He's upturned face, "Then a dandy?"


"No..." Bai He was about to blurt out, but he realized it was not right, and quickly shook his head, "You're not a masked gentleman either."


Cathead had the reputation of being a femme fatale, while Blenheim Bouquet was called a masked gentleman. Bai He felt that Qin Yao was neither of these, so he looked up at Qin Yao and said, "I just think your eye corners look a bit like a cat, nothing else."


This time it was Qin Yao who fell silent for a while, and then let out a soft laugh. He leaned closer to Bai He, his warm breath sweeping over Bai He's ear tip, causing a ripple.


"How can you be sure?" Qin Yao asked him.


Bai He blinked, "What?"


Qin Yao smiled, "How can you be sure I'm not a masked gentleman?"


Bai He almost immediately replied, "Because you're a good person."


The Alpha who received the "nice person" card was delighted inside. He raised his hand and pinched Bai He's ear lobe, soft, his heart also softened, and he couldn't resist it anymore. Qin Yao slowly lowered his head, unobtrusively approaching Bai He's neck, "Why aren't you sleeping and squatting here?"


Bai He thought Qin Yao was sleepy, "I might have a fever, I came to find medicine. Are you sleepy?"


The Alpha naturally rested his head on Bai He's shoulder, hooking his lips, "Mm, sleepy, let me lean on you."


Completely unaware of anything unusual, Bai He just quietly squatted next to him and let Qin Yao use him as a pillow. After a long time, Qin Yao sighed very softly, "Are you really going to let me lean on you all the time?"


Bai He thought for two seconds, "No, I was going to call you in a while."


Qin Yao pondered, then suddenly asked, "Bai He, have you been to the hospital for a checkup?"


At this moment, Bai He felt like a student whose homework was being checked by a teacher, but it only lasted a few seconds, he traced his fingertips on his knees and honestly said, "Not yet."


The timing was indeed tight, Qin Yao expressed understanding, he looked seriously into Bai He's eyes, "I smelled your pheromones."


Silence.


Bai He reacted a bit slower, his lips slightly parted, the pearls of his lips seemed to have stuck together a bit from being pressed for too long, and when he opened them, they lightly quivered. In the weak moonlight, Qin Yao, with his excellent night vision ability, saw it clearly, his gaze stuck on those soft lips for a moment before shifting away.


"What does it smell like?" Bai He asked.


"......" Qin Yao calmly smiled, "Bai He, I think I should give you a brief introduction to some gender knowledge."


Bai He thought his question might have been out of character, then he reacted again, remembering that in this world, betas did not take AO-related sex education courses.


Basically, he was still a beta, without a uterus or anything, but now he could secrete pheromones, so he should indeed learn some gender knowledge.


"Don't casually ask others about their pheromones outside, and don't ask others about your own pheromone scent either," Qin Yao said, "That would be impolite."


"...Impolite?" Bai He's expression stiffened.


Qin Yao nodded, "In other words, it would be flirtatious."


"Pheromones are very private things, mutual smelling or discussing scent..." He smiled and lowered his voice, "It's a very ambiguous behavior, only lovers would do that."


Bai He was struck by lightning. He began to reflect on who he had ever asked or discussed pheromones with, and found that it was only with Qin Yao, so he breathed a sigh of relief.


Seeing his reaction, the Alpha raised an eyebrow, not speaking. After a few seconds, Bai He remembered something else and frowned, "But didn't Zhang Wenyi also mention your pheromones? He said he got the information from someone else, and it seems many people know your pheromones are brandy?"


"Hmm." Qin Yao's voice was lazy, "I don't care where they got the information from, but they've never discussed my pheromones to my face."


In fact, it's not that they never discussed it, but Qin Yao just wanted to say this to Bai He now, for some reason he himself found inexplicable.


Bai He fell silent.


Qin Yao didn't tease him anymore, "Your pheromones are very faint, I couldn't smell them."


Bai He looked up.


"But..." Qin Yao smiled, gently tapping Bai He's brow, "It smells good, remember to go to the hospital when you have a chance."


"...Okay." Bai He blinked and nodded.


Qin Yao lazily lay back on the sofa, "Go back to sleep, night owl."


Bai He hummed in response, just about to turn and leave, but his legs had gone numb from squatting for too long, and he completely didn't have time to react, his body sliding down. Qin Yao reacted extremely quickly, supporting himself and pulling Bai He onto the sofa, thus preventing Bai He from falling to the floor.


The numbness and tingling in his legs had not yet subsided, so Bai He couldn't get up. He had to sit there and not move, unconsciously clenching the nearby fabric, his waist being held, Bai He sensed the warmth of the person behind him, he stiffened for a moment, then dryly said, "Thank you."


There was no response for a long time, then Qin Yao gave a short "en".


Bai He was sitting on Qin Yao's lap, his body a bit tense, his gaze wandering down, only then did he realize that his legs were bare.


Suddenly, he felt something hard pressing against his right buttock, it was painful. He turned his head and asked Qin Yao, "What do you have in your pocket? It's so hard."


Qin Yao's breath was heavy, his voice a bit hoarse, "A phone... I think."

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