The young master Yin Zhuo, whose mental body is a rabbit, slowly differentiated into an omega in his senior year of high school.
Due to pheromone disorder, a pair of white and pink rabbit ears suddenly appeared on Yin Zhuo's head.
The doctor said that if it is not properly controlled, he will grow a fluffy rabbit tail.
Yin Zhuo: "..." Help.
The poor young master has lived for more than ten years, fearing nothing but fear of others knowing that he is a weak little rabbit.
However, just a few days after becoming O, Yin Zhuo came face-to-face with his mortal enemy with two wilted rabbit ears.
Yin Zhuo: ... Thank you. I'm too embarrassed to see anyone: )
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Wen Ting is recognized as the school girl in A Middle School. She has a handsome appearance, a wealthy family background, and excellent grades. She is always ahead of Yin Zhuo.
Even his spiritual body is the rabbit's natural enemy - the snow wolf.
What's even more outrageous is that after being stressed, Yin Zhuo discovered that the rabbit ears on his head could only be retracted by inhaling Wen Ting's pheromones.
In response, Yin Zhuo said: I beg him to kill me directly :)
Until Yin Zhuo's mental body lost control and turned into a little rabbit in Wen Ting's palm——
Wen Ting not only touched his rabbit ears, but also rubbed his belly!
What's even more disgusting is that Yin Zhuo actually feels very comfortable!
He completely figured it out——
The pain of being a rival is only temporary, but the shame of being beaten by your rival is permanent! !
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After school, Yin Zhuo carried his schoolbag loosely and blocked people in the alley. His eyes were red: "You...!"
Wen Ting leaned against the wall leisurely: "Me?"
Yin Zhuo: "Let me take another breath QAQ"
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[Lonely and cold-hearted, the flower attack of the high mountain x the innocent young master who is tough on the outside and soft on the inside]
Consumption guide: 1V1 sweet, only each other can conquer the body and soul, and both are adults when they are together.
Intention: You will see my scars and know that I have been injured and healed. ——Tagore