Fouls Prohibited

There was a knock on the bedroom door, two reserved sounds, as if knocking on his heart.

Probably knowing that Ye Ci would not respond, Huo Tinglan opened the bedroom door after a while.

Immediately afterwards, a hazy figure floated behind the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

"Open the door," Huo Tinglan stood still and coaxed him out like a patient hunter with a low and magnetic voice, "Baby."

This changed the title, Ye Ci's head and face were bloodshot suddenly, and he was so ashamed that he almost knocked down the doorknob.

"I miss you very much." Huo Tinglan seemed to know that he was returning abruptly this time, so he didn't force him, but only talked softly, "Let me see you? I worked all night yesterday and took another twelve hours on the plane. My head hurts, I just took painkillers... I will take a rest after seeing you."

He is bewitching him.

But Ye Ci's heart softened quickly, and he opened the door a crack in a daze.

The slit was so narrow that it was only the width of an upright finger, enough room for a black pupil peeping at Huo Tinglan.

However.

No matter how narrow the slit is, once opened, it means "permission".

Huo Tinglan grabbed the edge of the door violently, relying on Ye Ci's reluctance to close the door to pinch him, he threw it open, like breaking a loosely guarded clam shell.

The back of Ye Ci's neck felt hot, and Huo Tinglan grasped it, a soft but unresistable force caught him out of the bathroom like a cat, and blocked him into a corner.

"How dare you hide...What did you say in the video?" After catching the cat, Huo Tinglan withdrew his hand in a gentlemanly manner, put it in his trouser pocket, looked at Ye Ci with his smiling black eyes, and said calmly, "Say it again."

"Didn't you say just now..." Ye Ci was wronged, and he was squeezed into the corner honestly, not daring to resist, with only one mouth left and still muttering with little confidence, "Just, just look at me."

A short distance away, he could see Huo Tinglan's shirt, which was as clean as new, crisp and straight, with a navy blue silk tie hanging from the middle, faintly emphasizing the full and attractive outline of the chest muscles on both sides. The cuffs are blindingly white, the two expensive canary diamond cufflinks glisten, and the light fragrance of vetiver aftershave is still fresh—his Uncle Huo dressed up carefully, perhaps on the plane, to meet him, Like a male beast in the courtship period, it shows off its gorgeous fur and lean body, trying its best to seduce and tease.

Obviously, Huo Tinglan achieved the desired effect.

Ye Ci dodged his eyes, first glanced aside in an avoidance manner, but couldn't stop looking back in embarrassment. Take a look at the bulging outline of the shirt chest, at the extravagant and flashy accessories, at that handsome face with sharp lines. It's impossible not to admit it, he is a young visual animal, an adolescent boy, Huo Tinglan is pleasing him, and he is fascinated by the pleasing, he can't help but look again and again.

"...Whoever speaks first doesn't count, huh?" Huo Tinglan teased him with a smile, reciprocating retaliation.

The promises I made must be repaid.

Ye Ci could only stutter and repeat what he said in his confession the night before - he said it was a repetition, because of nervousness and forgetfulness, the wording could not be completely consistent, but the general meaning could only be the same.

But Huo Tinglan seemed to have recited the full text of what he said that day. Whenever there was a slight discrepancy in Ye Ci's retelling, he would remind Ye Ci to repeat it.

extremely bad.

After repeating a set of confessions, Ye Ci's nose was sweating, his face was flushed, and Huo Tinglan almost fainted before he could do anything.

Finally, the last word was repeated.

The room fell silent.

Ye Ci glanced at Huo Tinglan from the corner of his eye, his eyes were bright and dark, like a collection of contradictions. Pure and hungry, with the remnants of Alpha's instinct of conquest and possession, softened by the new Omega instinct, he stands unsteadily on a balance rope, waiting for someone to push and catch him.

Huo Tinglan lowered his eyes, tracing Ye Ci's lips with his eyes.

Thin to thin, but there are small lips, no lack of sensuality, and the cool breath of spearmint lingers between the teeth.

"Brush your teeth?" Huo Tinglan chuckled.

"Well, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll be sleepy when the video is over, so let's go ahead and watch it first." Ye Ci wanted to cover it up, and stared directly at Huo Tinglan's mouth, a curious look.

He was curious about the feeling of "kissing lips".

Thinking about it carefully, he is a little eager to try...

The two looked at each other's lips and breathed together.

The atmosphere maintains a delicate and ambiguous balance.

Suddenly, Huo Tinglan broke his balance, gently pinched Ye Ci's small jaw, turned his head, and bumped into it.

Loving and sympathetic, yet hungry, like a bee stealing honey.

He was really hungry, and the buds were about to bloom, but he cautiously opened the half-closed petals, and got in shamelessly, using the fluff to sweep away the delicate and dry pollen in the stamens.

At first, it was just touch.

Then, rubbed a little.

Ye Ci was so sensitive that he leaned against the corner between the two walls and shivered, his spine was so soft that he couldn't even straighten his back.

so comfy.

Scary comfortable.

There was not enough oxygen, he was out of breath, and he looked away embarrassedly, making it difficult to look directly at the feedback he was giving.

This is the feeling of being an Omega, one kiss turns into a pool of spring water, the bones are supple, it's really strange.

"What's wrong?" Huo Tinglan pressed his body against him so that he could use his strength to support him.

Then, he turned Ye Ci's face back with his fingertips. His black pupils were as sharp as an instrument, detecting every strand of Ye Ci's emotions, embarrassment, confusion, joy...

"Wait, Uncle Huo," Ye Ci slid down like mud, climbing the wall with sweaty palms, trying to stand still with his own strength, "My legs, my legs can't stand straight..."

Something is sprouting, and the shy appearance is fresh and watery, like a flower bud showing its thin pistil, and the newly picked water chestnut has peeled off the white raw flesh.