And Wen Qing really didn't know at all, she had never smelled Luan Yenan's pheromones.

It used to have a spicy taste. I heard it was chili, but I couldn't smell it at all. Why did it suddenly turn into vodka?

Smells good.

She took a deep breath with a flushed face.

Wen Fenghua narrowed her eyes when she saw her daughter's unsatisfactory appearance.

It is not surprising that Zuo Baixuan was the only one at the scene.

She only felt at ease when she was completely enveloped in the pheromone of vodka.

She is very sure that Luan Yenan, who is taking medicine and conditioning, can release a lot of pheromones from her glands to fight against Luan Lizheng, but also to protect her.

She stood up worriedly and looked at Luan Yenan's palm: "Are you alright?"

Luan Yenan couldn't completely control his pheromones, but the expression on his face softened, and he touched Zuo Baixuan's head with a smile: "Remember what I said, I will protect you?"

Protect?

This time, Zuo Baixuan couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

She really remembers.

That was the day Zuo Baixuan took Luan Yenan to buy civilian clothes.

In the small shop, I accompanied her to push back the day when Lin Xiaoxiao approached maliciously.

Luan Yenan's original words at that time were "In the future, I will deal with this kind of person. I can protect you, and you are responsible for cooperating with me."

And she didn't even believe in punctuation.

But the devil knows why, she actually wrote down what Luan Yenan said that day.

"Yeah, you said you would protect me, and I believe you can protect me. But next time, can you not choose the way to hurt yourself? You... crazy woman." Zuo Baixuan Holding the palm of Luan Yenan's red wooden crutch, the peach blossom eyes turned red, with tears in their hearts.

Luan Yenan didn't know how much of it was Xiao Baihua's acting skills, but she stared at these eyes, only feeling that this crutch was worth it.

Worth it?

What a strange concept.

When do you think "the sacrifice was worth it"?

Probably because the person in her arms is a little white flower.

It is a little white flower that I want to keep blooming by myself.

"You're right, I am indeed a mad critic. When I become mad, I even hurt myself. There is no room for it." Luan Yenan wrapped Zuo Baixuan in his soft arms and looked back at Luan Lizheng. At the time, there was a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of cold threats, "Grandpa, is this enough of an Alpha? Now, you should know what kind of character I am, right? Come to me, don't touch her."

The author has this to say:

Luan Yenan: "One Hundred Ways to Raise a Little White Flower"

Zuo Baixuan: "One hundred and eight domesticated foxes"

Luan Yenan: ? ? ?

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: Qiqi not violent Y1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yuanji, Xiaogong, Li X_z1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of HDJ for single dogs; 4 bottles of sho20105; 4 bottles of Twilight; 2 bottles of Xiaotai and Cat Boss;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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