Fouls Prohibited

Ye Ci couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly denied: "No, I'm not angry with you."

He couldn't figure out where the panic came from, but it wasn't anger.

"Really?" Huo Tinglan confirmed.

The two were so close that Ye Ci could almost feel Huo Tinglan's Adam's apple trembling as thin as velvet when he spoke.

Crispy.

He scratched his itchy ears, feeling inexplicably anxious: "Really, hurry up, go get busy..."

"Let's go now. That's right..." Huo Tinglan sneered, staring at Ye Ci's little red ears. In the end, it was because his ears were so red that his heart was broken. He pressed against the door unhurriedly and asked in a low voice: "Maybe dinner will be late today. Are you hungry? I'll send someone to bring some refreshments." Come up? What do you want to eat, sweet or salty..."

What she said was clearly serious, but I don't know if the tone was too gentle or something, but it seemed like a charming and seductive love story.

"...What? That's sweet..." Ye Ci was stunned, he didn't know what was going on, he only knew that the voice made his ears tingle, he looked at Huo Tinglan as if asking for help, "Salty...anything is fine, don't pick. "

The Alpha glands on the back of the neck were burning hot, and Huo Tinglan became more excited, and teased with a smile: "What do you want to drink, tea? Juice?"

"Anything, whatever."

"Do you think that Darjeeling black tea is okay?"

"Okay, Uncle Huo, I still have a lot of homework, I have to hurry up and write..."

"..."

Seeing that Ye Ci was going to collapse if he kept on teasing, Huo Tinglan finally withdrew his magical powers, turned and left and closed the door. The room fell silent, Ye Ci sat in front of the desk, spread out the paper in a hurry, and wrote like a scribble to avoid something, rubbing his ears from time to time, the tip of the pen rubbed the calculation paper rustling.

After brushing the questions for a while, Ye Ci's mood gradually settled down, and his attention was successfully focused on the paper.

Thanks to Huo Tinglan's tutoring during these days, he has made rapid progress, and these two sets of test papers are all stage test papers, which are aimed at knowledge points that have been new in the classroom for the past two months, so there are not many questions that made him stuck .

The mid-term exam will be in a few days, and the ranking is hard to say. After all, even the second place in the preliminary exam at the beginning of the semester has dropped him by a large margin, but the score should be improved a lot.

After completing the two sets of papers, Ye Ci finally regained some of the feeling of doing the papers before dropping out of school. He was in a rare joyful mood. He shook his sore hands and planned to rest for a few minutes and continue writing Chinese.

At this moment, a few cat meows came from outside the door.

Ye Ci raised his eyelids, opened the door, and looked at the corridor itchingly.

In the corridor, a chubby Napoleon short-legged cat clung to the corner of the wall, its shiny satin-like fur was blowing slightly with anger, and Chu Rui, Ye Ci's "legal son" brother, was holding a toy gun that he didn't know where to get. Shoot rubber bullets at it.

Chu Rui is eight years old this year. He has inherited the vicious and selfish nature of Chu Wenlin, and is extremely pampered by his grandmother. Just now at the tea party, Chu Wenlin and his mother Ruan Jiayi were in charge. They pretended to be obedient for a while, but as soon as they slipped out of the jurisdiction of the adults, they immediately revealed their true colors.

Ye Ci didn't talk to him very much, let alone don't want to, even if he wanted to, he didn't have a chance.

—This thing screams like a scalded piglet if it goes wrong.

Ye Ci glanced at Chu Rui, without saying a word, quietly picked up the cat, rubbed the place where it was hurt by the rubber bullet, turned and went back to the room.

The little chubby cat in his arms was very coquettish, seeing that Ye Ci treated it kindly, he wriggled around and meowed, complaining coquettishly.

Ye Ci curled the corner of his mouth, ignoring Chu Rui's noisy shout behind him.

He was imitating the sound of a bullet being fired: "Bang! Bang bang!"

Immediately afterwards, a rubber bullet hit the back of the head.

The occipital bone was severely beaten, as if being punched by a little boy with enough strength in a defenseless state, Ye Ci even had a moment of blackness in front of Ye Ci's eyes.

The destructive power of this toy gun is amazing. If it is aimed at the eyes, it can blind people.

"Hahahaha!" Chu Rui screamed excitedly, jumping up and down, his plump face was stained with uneven red spots, and his thin eyes were sunk in the flesh.

More like a pig.

Ye Ci took a deep breath and didn't dare to look back.

He could imagine Chu Rui's disgusting appearance at this time, and he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain the urge to use violence against an eight-year-old child.

However, trying to reason with this little **** would only lead to self-humiliation, not to mention...he still needs the medical expenses from Chu Wenlin, so he can't be impulsive.

Ignoring is the only way.

He walked back to the room, and suddenly there was an insult behind him: "Bastard."

The child's voice was crisp and bright, but with a natural viciousness.

and morbid excitement.

Seeing that Ye Ci didn't have an attack, but just walked back quietly, Chu Rui became more courageous, smiled, and said like singing a nursery rhyme: "Bastard, inferior..."

He was as excited as a novice experimenter, stole several dangerous reagents, poured them into the cage, and couldn't wait to observe the reaction of the experimental animals.

An eight-year-old child said that he was childish, but in some respects he was terribly cunning. He knew that this cheap brother couldn't provoke him, so if he bullied him, he would bully him.

Ye Ci closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.

Seeing that he was unmoved and ignored him, Chu Rui became impatient, pulled out his trump card, and yelled: "My mother said your mother is—"

"!"

With just those few words, Ye Ci's eardrums buzzed.

His mother is his weakness, a place where no one can trample on him no matter how he swallows his anger...

But at this moment, Chu Rui's provocation stopped abruptly.

Huo Tinglan's voice came from behind, calm and quiet, without any emotion: "Which family are you from?"

Ye Ci was startled and turned around.

Huo Tinglan stood by Chu Rui's side, pocketing with one hand, covering Chu Rui's chubby head with his slender fingers, and gently and deftly turned Chu Rui's front to him, and turned left and right.

The gesture was less like identifying a dignified living person than looking for a signature on a spherical artifact.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" Chu Rui screamed loudly.

Huo Tinglan nodded in understanding and let go.

"Dad—! Mom—!" Chu Rui jumped up and down, and ran to complain.

Ye Ci watched Chu Rui wailing away, his boiling blood cooled down, and he regained his sanity.

In fact, he has a soft temper, and he didn't really get carried away by anger when he beat people before, but a habit he developed while living in the slums. Most of the people there bully the weak and fear the strong. If he doesn't beat up Li Liwei when he encounters troubles, he and his mother will have an uneasy life.

But Chu Rui won't really affect him, and there will be few chances to see him again in the future, and the provocation just now was interrupted.

Then there is no need.

Taking a step back, the sea and the sky are wide open, he doesn't have the capital to have endless **** with people just because of a few insults.

"Uncle Huo." Ye Ci stood upright, like a bamboo that is hard to invade, and said calmly, "Yes, are you asking me to eat?"

Huo Tinglan was tall and tall, standing quietly in the softly lit corridor, looking at Ye Ci.

Ye Ci's fingers on the cat's ears were trembling.

He is pretending to be calm.

Seeking refuge and comfort from one's own—even in name—Alpha, acting like a spoiled child, suing... These things are taken for granted in the eyes of any Omega, but it is unimaginable for Ye Ci.

In the face of difficulties, he always chooses to be strong or to be brave.

After a moment of silence, Huo Tinglan smiled gently and said, "I just came to see you... Maybe we have to wait for dinner, why don't you go back to your room and play with the cat?"

"Okay." Ye Ci heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried back to the room with the cat in his arms.

My hands are stained with cat hair, so it is not convenient to wipe my eyes.

Ye Ci turned his face away, rubbed the corner of his eyes with his shoulder, and then buried his wet face into the fluffy cat's belly.

The cat exudes the light fragrance of pet shower gel, and the cat's fur is silky and soft, and it **** very well. Ye Ci was stepped on by those four soft short feet for a while, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little.

And at this moment, Chu Rui's pig-killing screams came from the first floor through the floor.

Get trained.

Ye Ci didn't care, he was used to it.

It's not necessarily because of his affairs that he was scolded, that kind of brat can get into trouble eight hundred times a day.

But what was different from the past was that Chu Rui's screams stopped abruptly within a few seconds. After a while, the screams turned into howls. Even Meng Jiangnu couldn't imitate the grievance and heartache.

—Chu Rui really cried.

It's not howling, shouting, screaming, but crying.

Indifferent as Ye Ci feels fresh and unimaginable, and wants to see and see.

Afraid of frightening the cat, he put it on the bed and followed the sound to find it. After not walking very far, after going down a few steps, I saw a few people standing or sitting in a small side hall on the first floor. There were two bright red symmetrical palm prints on Chu Rui's fat face, and Chu Wenlin's complexion Ugly like a pig's liver, he pointed at Chu Rui's nose and yelled, "Make you cry! Cry again!"

Huo Tinglan sat on the sofa, looking calm and elegant, as if he disliked the spittle spattered by Chu Rui when he was wailing, he gently wiped the front of his suit with a square scarf, and after wiping, he rolled up the expensive silk square scarf Throw it into the wastebasket with a contemptuous gesture.

Ruan Jiayi, Chu Wenlin's main wife, was crying and put on make-up. She didn't care about being dignified and decent, and rushed to grab Chu Wenlin's high-firing slap, but was shoved by her husband.

"It's all those **** words you taught him!" Chu Wenlin turned around, pointed at Ruan Jiayi, and scolded her for her inability to teach her son as hard as anyone could.

The unrest escalated again.

Unbearable to be humiliated, Ruan Jiayi cried a lot, and left with Chu Rui involved, and did not attend the dinner.

After his wife and son left the scene, Chu Wenlin confessed to Huo Tinglan in a low-key manner, and patted his chest to promise that he would discipline him severely when he returned home, for fear that a few unintentional words from the youngest son would cause discord between the two families and affect future cooperation .

"...Mr. Chu's words are serious." Huo Tinglan's words were sensible, and he didn't care if he was called father-in-law, "Also, there is no need for you to apologize to me. The person you apologize should be my little husband."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Huo is right." Chu Wenlin bowed his back, bowed his waist, and nodded his head.

"Xiao Ci..." Huo Tinglan tilted his head, and calmly swept the tail of his eyes towards the stairs.

A moment ago, the shadow crouching on the stairs slipped away like a kitten, obviously unwilling to get in touch with Chu Wenlin, and didn't bother to accept his hypocritical apology.

Huo Tinglan smiled faintly, afraid that the small ears on the other side of the wall might not be able to hear clearly, so he changed the topic and raised his voice: "...he has a generous personality, he doesn't bother to care about these small things, maybe he just turns his head and forgets, it can only be me The husband helped him figure it out."

husband...

Ye Ci slipped and almost tripped on the stairs.

…

When Huo Tinglan went upstairs to ask Ye Ci to eat, Ye Ci had slipped back to his room and sucked the cat for a long time.

There was a lot of noise in the side hall, unless you were deaf, it was hard not to know. But Ye Ci didn't know how to bring it up. Someone helped him vent his anger and taught others a lesson. This experience was so strange. His heart seemed to be nestled in a small ball behind his ribs. It was sore and hot. He is corrupted.

Huo Tinglan leaned against the door with folded arms, thought for a while, and calmly helped him open the situation: "Did you hear it just now?"

"...Yeah." Ye Ci's thin eyelids twitched slightly.

"I taught them a few simple lessons downstairs." Huo Tinglan wrote lightly, "It's a bit noisy, so it's noisy for you to study, right?"

They obviously refer to Chu Wenlin's family of three.

When it comes to family friendship, Chu Wenlin and Huo Tinglan are considered to be of the same generation, and he is ten years older than him. In terms of marriage relationship, his father-in-law is a proper elder. The word "lesson" is used quite arrogantly.

But enough to relieve my anger.

Ye Ci suppressed the corner of his mouth, defending the absolute legitimacy of Huo Tinglan's actions: "No, I didn't disturb my study, I was playing with cats."

playing with cats...

Huo Tinglan smiled softly.

Immediately, he suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "The good family banquet was messed up by me, and it's also because of my bad temper. It was a big crowd, so I couldn't hold it back. I forgot to save some face for Mr. Chu..."

He was making a self-criticism, but his tone was teasing, and there was a bit of narrowness in his black eyes that was tacitly shared with Ye Ci.

"You won't blame me, will you?" He asked knowingly.

He wanted to gain some sweetness from his ignorant little lover.

He's taking credit.