MTL - Fouls Prohibited-Chapter 20

He threw himself into the trap.

The sages are also unbearable.

Huo Tinglan held the thin and tough boy in his arms, all the tips of his teeth sank into the back of his neck.

A large stream of highly erosive Alpha pheromone was injected, without reservation, hot and hot, washing away the red and swollen Omega glands.

After all, it is A-level pheromone, the intensity is too high, and it will affect the pain nerve after injection.

The back of the neck was hot and painful, Ye Ci gritted his teeth and struggled even though the strength of his limbs had been lost. Feeling dizzy, he ignored Huo Tinglan's teeth still wedged in his flesh, and forcefully twisted his neck to one side.

If it is tightened this time, the mild bite wound that was easy to recover may have to be spared.

Huo Tinglan's heart would be so distressed if he got rid of this, he quickly wrapped Ye Ci's jaw with his eyes and hands, and let the sharp little jaw bone bite him desperately, grinding his bleeding palm, he ignored the injury, just clamped Hold tighter, reveling in this temporary mark.

"Don't move around, bear with it." Huo Tinglan coaxed in a hoarse voice, even he couldn't escape the shameless words that Alpha used to mark his partner for thousands of years, but he coaxed him more affectionately and gently, " Just be patient, baby..."

With a shake of Ye Ci, the slender fingers that were clasping Huo Tinglan's shoulders suddenly bent up and clamped tightly, as if there was a surge of strength and there was nowhere to vent it.

This doting address made him more ashamed than a temporary mark, and almost woke him up from his confusion.

In fact, Huo Tinglan didn't call him that often. In his last life, Ye Ci was too thin-skinned and couldn't bear such strong flirting. He seemed to be suffocated, and kept barking as soon as he opened the gate, his voice was as low and hoarse as sandpaper, and he rubbed against Ye Ci's ears, making the air feel ashamed and hot: "Baby, Xiao Ci... baby…"

Ye Ci's ears were red and he wanted to shrink back, but he was restrained to death.

The fever was raging, he was coaxed by the sound of the highly compatible Alpha, he was unbearable and inexplicably excited, even his toes curled up.

Mental, physical... The immature glands with unfinished differentiation have already endured too much.

The moment the temporary marking was completed, Ye Ci let out a kitten-like moan from his throat, kicked his bare feet convulsively, and passed out in Huo Tinglan's arms.

For susceptible Alphas, the temporary marking of the nape is often just the beginning of a series of intimacy.

An appetizer.

The physical pain is relieved, but the spirit is not full, which instead lures the gluttons to move.

Huo Tinglan hugged the green bamboo-like young man in his arms, sniffing greedily the scent of spirits mixed with vanilla, which symbolized the completion of the temporary mark, a familiar yet unfamiliar smell, which entangled his longing , has also comforted his mania countless times and relieved his pain.

Some kind of deep and surging emotion penetrated into every breath of his breath, rising and falling with his chest like sea waves, those madness, animalism, bad instincts... Gradually merged into the monstrous love, smashed into salty white foam.

He held Ye Ci's thin shoulders, his breathing was still heavy, his eyes were bloodshot, but with forbearance and love, he laid Ye Ci flat like holding a piece of fragile porcelain, and closed the neckline of his pajamas for him.

Immediately, he grabbed the intercom phone beside him.

…

Charity Private Hospital.

The third floor of the East Inpatient Building.

Newly admitted patients needed to recuperate. The Huo family cleared the room. Except for room 305, the other wards on the third floor were empty. It was so quiet that the rustling of willow branches in the wind could be heard outside the window.

Ye Ci fell asleep drowsily.

Inherited from Ye Hongjun's small face, when he wakes up, he is cold, with snow-like eyebrows and eyes, and only when he sleeps defenselessly, he will appear a little childish. In the past two months, he has rarely eaten regularly and nutritiously. He has gained a few kilograms, his bones and corners are no longer so jagged, and his cheeks have pure curvature.

In the morning, it's time to wipe your face.

Huo Tinglan stood by, took off his watch, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, dipped some warm water in a towel and wrung it dry, and wiped Ye Ci's forehead, eye tips, and cheeks carefully...

It is the first time to receive an A-level Alpha mark, not to mention an Omega boy whose differentiation has not yet been completed, even a fully mature older Omega, it is inevitable to fall asleep for a day or two.

The intensity of A pheromone is too high, and it is destructive to a certain extent. The body needs to repair itself and complete the information recording in the sleep state, so that the adverse reactions will be reduced a lot when it is marked by the same A-level Alpha next time.

Ye Ci has been in a coma for three days, and the results of various physical examinations are temporarily normal.

However, since he was marked with A in the middle stage of differentiation, it is difficult to say whether there will be any short-term sequelae. Therefore, the doctor suggested staying in the hospital for observation for a period of time, monitoring the 24-hour hormone fluctuation level and giving treatment at any time.

His face was itchy and wet...like being licked by a large dog.

Ye Ci frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

He slept for too long, his consciousness was lost, and his eyes blinked blankly.

In the eyes are the ceiling, the wall, the sheets, the vast whiteness.

There is also a hand, with a few blue jin floating on the back of the hand and the wrist, and the cuffs of the misty blue shirt are rolled up flat, steady, the hand of a mature man, the movements are extremely gentle, and he is wiping his face with a wet towel.

He was dazed, his gaze following his arm.

Huo Tinglan was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't discern other emotions except tenderness, which were very deeply hidden.

Like a calm and frenzied hunter, he has set up a thousand or eight hundred traps, quietly watching in the grass, waiting to see which pit the rare cub will fall into, so that he can follow it and pick up the soft A bunch of income in the bag.

The memory before coma gradually came back.

family dinner.

Pale beer.

Hugs in the back of the car.

…

"Uncle Huo," Ye Ci rubbed his eyes, "Why, why am I here..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the memory in the safe house was long overdue.

Like a burnt orange-red metal wire, fine and thin, when a cold rod is pumped and a pestle is thrown, a whitish and embarrassing heat will be scalded.

The hot and sore nape of the neck, the curled toes, the iron-like gripping of his arms and the undulating chest muscles, the sweet and presumptuous sounds of "Baby", "Baby", "Xiaoci", and The emotion in those eyes was so strong that it suffocated him. So straightforward, so straightforward that it was almost terrifying, like a wild beast that was about to swallow him alive, A in the susceptible period was, it was like that... Ye Ci couldn't breathe, his chest seemed to be still covered by that fierce His arms were strangled, and his face was flushed red. As soon as he rolled, he slammed into the barrier, avoiding Huo Tinglan's hand holding the hot towel, excited like a girl hiding from a hooligan, if there was no barrier, he would have rolled to the ground directly.

Huo Tinglan's hands froze, as if someone had suddenly hurt the wound, and he froze.

The palm was indeed wounded, the bandage was removed, but the four dark red blood scabs were still there.

Ye Ci glanced at it, and rolled his eyes away as if being scalded.

Huo Tinglan withdrew his hand, threw the towel away to show that he would not touch him, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

This apology comes from the heart.

He really didn't want to mark Ye Ci that night, he had a crooked idea to steal a sip of honey, but that's all.

Otherwise, he didn't have to suffer so hard at first.

If it wasn't for Ye Ci who came to the door, he couldn't stop him from stuffing his small neck under the sharp teeth dripping with saliva...

"I didn't want to give you a temporary mark." Huo Tinglan looked straight at Ye Ci, not begging for mercy, not shirking responsibility, and not taking kindness and self-respect. The pain of being tortured during the A-level susceptibility period, Ye Ci himself The negligence of throwing a net, the care of Ye Ci in the past two months...he didn't mention a word.

"I lost control, sorry."

He only apologized for his mistakes.

Like a drowning man grasping driftwood, Ye Ci clutched the metal fence beside the bed, watching people vigilantly with the tip of his eyes.

Huo Tinglan came to the hospital to take care of someone, he was not dressed up, a few strands of forehead hair covered his handsome eyebrows, his casual shirt did not wear a tie, and one button was unbuttoned. Uncle" is no longer relevant. The clavicle is straight, fading into the cover of the collar, and the muscles support the misty blue shirt material, which is expensive and sexy...

The eardrums roared and suddenly filled with blood.

Appropriate attire, a calm expression, a plain and sincere tone...Ye Ci turned his face away, as uneasy as reading a pornographic book.

"...Xiaoci," Huo Tinglan called him softly, "I'm really sorry."

Ye Ci slipped his Adam's apple, hummed, and said vaguely, "I don't blame you."

He forced his way into the basement during Huo Tinglan's susceptible period, and he had good intentions, but it's hard to say that he was not responsible for the consequences.

It was impossible to temporarily mark the matter with any A-level Alpha that night.

There is nothing to say, he does not blame anyone.

"Really." He emphasized in a low voice.

Then, he kept quiet and didn't look at anyone, just messing with the metal paint on the fence, picking and rubbing, making his fingertips crimson.

The rare cub lay limply in place, forming a small ball, neither responding nor falling into any trap.

I can't even see what that little head is thinking about.

He hid himself again.

The possibility of wasting all previous efforts made Huo Tinglan feel a rare anxiety in his heart.

Feeling that two sharp eyes were gazing at his face like icy chisels, trying to find the weak point to defeat him in one fell swoop, Ye Ci hurriedly lowered his head, lay down and wrapped himself tightly with a quilt.

He has experienced Uncle Huo's insight.

"I'm still sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." The voice from the quilt was muffled and rushed at people, "Go, go and get busy."

Only a few strands of limp black hair leaked out of the quilt, spreading out on the pillow like corn silk.

"Okay." Huo Tinglan closed his eyes, got up and stood by the bed, his voice was very low, "Call me anytime if you need anything, your phone is fully charged, it's on the bedside table." After a pause, he said again, "You In the current situation, you can leave the hospital as soon as tomorrow, and your school had midterm exams yesterday and today..."

The raised figure under the quilt moved slightly.

Ye Ci attaches great importance to this midterm exam, and has been looking forward to the improvement of his grades this time to give himself a shot in the arm.

"...I want a spare B paper." Huo Tinglan guessed this thought, fearing that Ye Ci would be disappointed, he calmed down, "The difficulty is very close to that of A paper, and the scores can be used as a reference. Take the time to take the exam yourself. .”

The person in the quilt was silent for a few seconds, as if trying to calm down some emotion, his voice trembled a little when he spoke again: "Thank you, thank you, Uncle Huo."

"You're welcome." Huo Tinglan smiled, remained silent for a moment, leaned over slightly, and lightly touched the ends of Ye Ci's hair that was outside the quilt with his knuckles.

inside the quilt...

Ye Ci didn't notice Huo Tinglan's small movements, he just covered his two little red ears in vain.

It seems that in this way, the sweet and presumptuous "baby" and "baby" in the memory can be blocked from the ear, and the electric current can be stopped from the top of the skull to the spine to the sole of the foot...

Bone-eroding suma.

But he couldn't stop it, couldn't stop it.

His heart beat like a drum.