Fouls Prohibited

Ye Ci couldn't sit still anymore, he covered the camera with his fingertips, pressed too hard, his nails turned white due to lack of blood.

The more he said, the lower his voice: "Like you hug, hug me..."

That night he took the initiative to hug Huo Tinglan, the hard and firm touch of his chest and the comfort of floating in the heart of the ocean made him never forget it.

A simple hug, he couldn't help reminiscing over and over again.

The aftertaste entangled with longing, spreading like weeds, squandering nutrients, and after just a few days of separation, his heart was so empty that he panicked.

— This is not in line with what he was worried about before, or even runs counter to it.

He has basically smoothed out the entangled mess.

When you've made up your mind, you should speak up.

He wanted to find an opportunity to confess, and he thought about it all night, knowing that he was too introverted, his skin was too thin, and it was especially difficult to speak when he was emotional. If he confessed face to face with Huo Tinglan, he would definitely be torn apart by him...

So he planned to say it from a distance first, so that when the two met, the news had already been digested, and the mood would be calmer, so he wouldn't be so nervous that he couldn't say anything.

——He cracked his little calculations, and he didn't realize that he was so naive that he needed a lesson.

"The temporary mark you gave me is getting weaker and weaker..." Ye Ciqian swallowed, closed his eyes shyly, as if talking to himself, "But for you... I have nothing, nothing less, On the contrary... I think about it even more."

His words were vague, but enough to be understood.

Not due to hormonal fluctuations.

Not a confusion of physical attraction.

These few days, away from Huo Tinglan, he had a lot of time to think independently.

He picked up his bewildered heart from the warm and sour thoughts, like picking up a pebble from a spring stream, drained the water of desire, and dried it, only to find that it has long been polished by love Clean and soft, with clear textures—

I like Uncle Huo.

I like Huo Tinglan.

I like it day by day, nothing else.

"...why miss me?"

Questions came from the phone, consuming the last bit of calm and patience.

"Because..." Ye Ci took a deep breath, and said with the sacrifice-like sincerity unique to young people: "I like you."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that this intention could not be questioned. He explained before he was asked: "It's not because of the temporary mark, and it's not because of my mother's matter... Don't doubt it. I think about it, I think about it It's been a few days, and I just... really like you."

"..."

Really like him.

It's really relying on him to stay away.

Huo Tinglan loosened his tie and took a deep breath, the blue blood vessels in his temples bouncing slightly, his sanity was crumbling.

What could have been held back originally, made Ye Ci's "unclean up" operation stimulated, and I'm afraid he couldn't help it anymore.

The camera was still covered, and he wasn't sure if Ye Ci was looking at him over there, so he could only forcefully control the evil fire and maintain a false calm: "You are in the video, so far away, saying such things to me ..."

He tortured him slowly and asked, "What is your intention?"

"No, I don't have any intentions!" Ye Ci thought he was upset, and hurriedly moved his hand covering the camera, his face was burned, even the whites of his eyes were stained with light pink, and his lips were brilliantly red.

He licked his lips in embarrassment, which was inadvertently covered with a layer of watery light, making it even more gorgeous.

He didn't know that his beloved Uncle Huo was aching in private, and he didn't know what it meant to "establish a relationship" in the adult world. He is also an adult, but after all, he has not yet become an adult, and he is still pure. He uses his childish way to figure out a 30-year-old Alpha who has been absent for a long time, and he still thinks that he is playing immature love games with boys and girls of the same age. So he pondered for a while, and tried to make up for the sense of ritual that "Uncle Huo might want": "I use video, video confession, not because... I'm not sincere to you, not serious. I want to confess again in front of you I'm stupid to speak, I'm afraid, I'm too nervous, I can't speak well, so first, let's talk to you through the video..."

He is too sincere to his lover, he can't wait to open his young heart, and use the shadowless lamp to describe it word by word: "And I think, since you have... figured it out, then you should say it as soon as possible, don't... hang on you."

As if trying to coax a disappointed little girlfriend, he lowered his body in a masculine and demanding attitude: "You... don't be angry with me, okay?"

Huo Tinglan laughed dumbfounded, and was speechless for a few seconds.

How could he be angry, he couldn't hit him with eight poles...

He's clearly going crazy, and that hostility is the result of forbearance and forbearance!

But Ye Ci didn't understand this.

Huo Tinglan sneered, and explained the young boy's mental journey clearly.

That brain circuit and small thoughts are really green and cute, and his heart is so soft that it is a mess.

But the heart is softened, and other things may not follow suit.

On the contrary, it is as solid as a rock.

Huo Tinglan flattened the corners of his lips, and said calmly, "It's not good."

"…what?"

Ye Ci wilted like a snowman in an oven preheated to 200°C.

As soon as the shoulders collapsed, they melted away.

It's over.

screwed up.

Huo Tinglan leaned on the back of the chair, tapped the table with his fingertips, as serious as a business negotiation, but blurted out his words without seriousness: "When we meet again, tell me what you just said..."

"Yeah!" Ye Ci nodded hastily.

"When you finish speaking," Huo Tinglan said in a low voice, "I will kiss you...is that okay?"

"Ah, um." Ye Ci answered first, and after a few seconds, his eyes trembled apprehensively, his Adam's apple rolled, and he pretended to ask sophisticatedly, "Is it like last time? Then you kiss, after kissing, won't you be angry?"

Kissing the face, kissing the eyebrows, kissing the forehead...

He is familiar with these.

Relying on the fact that the other party couldn't see where he was looking during the video call, Huo Tinglan stared at the two bloodshot, bright red thin lips on the screen, unscrupulous, almost obscene.

"No," he smiled, controlled his expression, and answered two questions in turn, "I'm not angry anymore."

Seeing that Ye Ci still seemed to be lucky, with an expression of "Uncle Huo is such a decent person, maybe he's his own son", Huo Tinglan curled his lips and said in a low voice: "I want to kiss your lips, is that okay? "

"!"

Ye Ci was so ashamed that he almost poked out his phone.

May I?

It seems that it should not be possible.

They have confessed to each other, normally it is considered a romantic relationship, and they have more proofs than love...

Both of them are married, and they are happy with each other. If even a kiss on the lips is considered too much, there is no way to live through that day.

"Oh, no."

Huo Tinglan's tone was disappointing, but he still forbeared.

It seems that as long as Ye Ci doesn't allow it, he can really endure it until he grows old.

"No...you can." Ye Ci sat cross-legged on the bed, propping his forehead embarrassingly, and even the backs of his hands were pink in just a short while.

Huo Tinglan showed the rigor of a business negotiation, as serious as he wanted to sign a contract with Ye Ci. He first emphasized the existing conditions: "We are already a marriage relationship in the true sense." Then he confirmed in a straight voice, "So how many times can I kiss you?"

"Ah, dear, how many kisses?" Ye Ci repeated anxiously, out of breath.

Is this how gentlemen fall in love? !

You have to ask clearly how many kisses you are allowed, is it a foul if you kiss too many?

But…

In fact, it's better to just kiss directly...

Isn't this even more embarrassing? !

"All, all are fine." The specific value Ye Ci is really hard to say.

If there is more or less, Uncle Huo will drag him to negotiate again.

"Anything?" Huo Tinglan coughed lightly to hide his smile.

It's so much fun to tease Mr. Little.

It was a lot of fun.

He had never teased Ye Ci like this in his previous life.

One is that Ye Ci in the previous life was much more closed and fragile than now, and he couldn't bear to do it too much. In addition, the 22-year-old Ye Ci is much more mature than when he was 18 years old. Take the bait, take the bait...

He was too embarrassed to get off the pole.

"There is no upper limit," Huo Tinglan reflected for half a second, then his humanity disappeared, and he summed up with a smile, "That is positive infinity."

Ye Ci could no longer understand what he was talking about, and nodded in disorder.

Seeing that Ye Ci was about to be rubbed into tears, Huo Tinglan finally mercifully hung up the video.

As soon as the words "call ended" came out on the screen, Ye Ci threw away the phone as if rescued, collapsed on the bed, stared at the ceiling in a daze, out of breath.

It's just a confession... Who would have expected it to be like peeling off the skin.

But in the final analysis, it's not Uncle Huo's fault.

Or is he himself too thin-skinned and too introverted? To other couples, things that are normal like eating and drinking, to him, it seems like something is wrong...

He has to learn to be more extroverted, kiss him as he pleases, and be generous.

right!

This determination lasted for more than forty hours.

Be a cheerful and outgoing person, facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.

Until a sudden news from Huo Tinglan brought Ye Ci back to his original form.

It was 9:30 in the evening, Ye Ci finished eating the fruit sent by Uncle He for supper, wiped his mouth, and wanted to hurry up and make a test paper.

After he finishes, it will be past eight o'clock in the morning in San Francisco. He makes a video call, chats with his mother for a while, and then chats with Uncle Huo for a while... Today, he has a lot of homework left in school, so he can have time to video all day in the evening He didn't touch the phone much, so he didn't realize that Huo Tinglan hadn't contacted him for more than ten hours.

As soon as the paper was opened, the phone rang.

Ye Ci touched it and took a look.

Nearly cardiac arrest.

[Huo Tinglan]: I'll be home in ten minutes.

[Huo Tinglan]: Wait for me.

"!"

Ye Ci pinched the phone and was stunned for three seconds.

ten minutes?

ten minutes!

Uncle Huo fell into the wormhole? !

Time and space folded? !

[Huo Tinglan]: I was busy with the matter over there all night yesterday, and I finished dealing with it. I got on the plane in the morning, and I said I was afraid that you would be cranky all day long and not be able to attend class well.

—Whether it is really considerate or a surprise attack with malicious intentions, without leaving Ye Ci any chance to delay or repent, only Huo Tinglan knows.

Ye Ci's hands trembled, he typed invalidly, and squeezed out an "OK".

Putting down the phone, Ye Ci was stunned for a while, then jumped up and rushed into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

After brushing inside and out several times, my tongue was numb from the toothpaste.

After brushing, there were crystal drops of water hanging on his chin, he pinched the toothbrush, and blushed in the mirror blankly.

There was a noise on the first floor, and Huo Tinglan came back.

How dare he greet them, they will kiss lips soon.

How many minutes and seconds? Where should he wait? What posture and so on? What expression should I put on my face? What should I say? ...In just a few minutes, his anxiety and longing were boundless, every second was like torture, and he even wished that Huo Tinglan would come and kiss him soon.

...so why tell him ahead of time? !

Isn't Uncle Huo actually a bit bad?

Ye Ci was so ashamed and angry that he had nowhere to vent, so he just punched the washstand.

There was a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, there were vague footsteps.

Through the two-layer door panels of the bedroom and the bathroom, it came into the ears.

Ye Ci's heart beat like a drum, and he listened anxiously.

He waited for a kiss on the lips like he was dying.