Jeremy's pheromone smells worse than ever, and Chris even puts his hand over his nose and doesn't want to smell any more, but his body has responded to Jeremy's pheromone. Now his brother was tougher than ever, and he kept pushing the cloth as if to pull out the air outside. To make matters worse, Jeremy has not yet put his hand into his center. In a twinkling of an eye, the core of the body is revealed, and a thick hand keeps rotating from the end of the chin until the end of the stiff organ flows out, uh, clear water.
Jeremy's face now looks very attractive because of the flow of blood, and the redder the skin, the stronger the smell of pheromones. Crick stared at the picture, not expecting to see such a close-up injury to himself. If he could stick his head into the ground, he would be impatient to do it, but he could do nothing. So the young man stood staring at the picture, not knowing what to do with it.
He was always beaten by Jeremy's Heat.