Fouls Prohibited

"…it is good."

Huo Tinglan hugged Ye Ci and stroked his head.

I don't know when it started, Ye Ci is more and more different from the brittle and fragile appearance in his memory.

The scarred saplings have sprouted from the wounds, fresh and high-spirited. All the humiliation and suffering he had suffered in the past had peeled off and turned into humble plaster, which could no longer hurt him in the slightest.

Warmth surges quietly between the two embracing each other.

It's a pity that on Huo Tinglan's side who lost both his gentleman's mask and his face, the warmth lasted no more than three seconds.

"Baby," Huo Tinglan backed away a little, gently brushed Ye Ci's lips with his fingertips, and asked modestly with a smile, "How do you usually correct this, mouth to mouth? Let me tell you what you say?"

He was playing a hooligan, Ye Ci glanced at him hesitantly, and said honestly: "Maybe we need to find a specialized institution, or a psychiatrist..."

Huo Tinglan said, "Okay, I'll help you find the best one."

Ye Ci was silent for a moment, his eyelashes fluttered, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "You were actually speaking just now, you were speaking yellow accent..."

Huo Tinglan said politely, "Yes."

Not ashamed, but proud!

Ye Ci: "..."

There was a silence.

Ye Ci was not reconciled to being molested by his older lover all day long. He was so ashamed that his earlobe was about to bleed, and he didn't dare to look at anyone, but he insisted on standing up and saying: "Then, then you try, try, mouth to mouth, give me a cure..."

Like a young animal trying to hunt with its tiny claws.

Before he finished speaking, Huo Tinglan pushed him against the corridor wall.

"I'll give you a mouth-to-mouth massage, and then stroke your tongue... is that okay, baby? Why aren't you talking?..."

Lips rubbing against lips, I don't know who wets who, the entanglement is inseparable.

The light red was sucked into bright red, slightly swollen, and within half an hour it would be shameful to see.

The little tongue was also firmly "stroked" a dozen times back and forth, and instead of being flexible, it became even more stupid.

After the kiss was over, Ye Ci covered his mouth and hurried back to the room, unable to utter a word.

I really shouldn't have flirted with Uncle Huo indiscriminately!

Originally, he wanted Huo Tinglan to take him out to play, but now he had to wait in the room to calm down before he dared to go out. Fortunately, he happened to have something to do when he came back—all the clothes and sheets hanging on the balcony should be collected .

Apart from the big items such as the quilt cover, there are also Ye Ci's pajamas and a pair of white cotton with four corners...

Huo Tinglan washed them all by hand.

Yesterday Ye Ci dealt with Huo Tinglan's teasing interrogation with smoke in his head, he was so ashamed that he was in a trance, when he recovered, he was already in the bathroom, and Huo Tinglan pushed him to sit on the changing stool.

The so-called spilled juice was still sticky and wet.

"Take off all the pajamas for me." Huo Tinglan knelt down in front of him on one knee, put away his playful look, and said softly, "I'll go wash it."

Alpha's desire for exclusivity is so strong that there is no logic. These items soaked in the sweetness of vanilla, let alone Ye Ci care, even if Ye Ci doesn't care, he can't give it to others to wash.

"I, myself..." Ye Ci muttered.

Huo Tinglan tugged on his trouser legs, and thoughtfully said: "Juice is not easy to wash, let me do it, I have strong hands, and I can clean it well."

"No, it's not..." Ye Ci got stuck in the middle of his rebuttal, his face flushed red, he pursed his lips in shame and indignation, and clutched his pants tightly like holding a life-saving straw, refusing to let go.

"Be obedient." Huo Tinglan was gentle and unpredictable, "Go take a hot shower, and I'll take care of the rest."

"Baby," seeing Ye Ci's refusal, he tossed it in a lukewarm way, "You and your husband are also so polite?"

He said this, as if he was complaining about Ye Ci's estrangement from him, Ye Ci shook his hands, and hesitantly let go.

As soon as he loosened, his legs felt cold.

Huo Tinglan took off the pajama pants.

That hand speed is really a thief and feels ashamed to see it.

Two white, slender and straight legs like a springbok were desperately side by side, Ye Ci was almost out of breath, and pulled the hem of his pajamas to cover himself.

"Give it all to me." Huo Tinglan said with a gentle look and a smile, "Just to help you wash your clothes, why do you make it look like a hooligan... Be good, baby, stand up and be obedient..."

As a result, it faded away halfway and halfway.

Ye Ci was ashamed as a steamed shrimp, curled up on the changing stool red and hot. The hem of his pajamas was long enough to block it tightly, but he couldn't see anything. He tore off the hem with one hand, and pinched Huo Tinglan's wrist with the other to prevent him from walking. washed…"

"Good things, just throw them away after dipping in some juice?" Huo Tinglan snorted, rubbed the ball of cotton and white cloth into his palm, and temporarily set up a rule for the Huo family, teaching the little gentleman who is extravagant and wasteful, "'Quiet with Cultivate one's morals and be frugal to cultivate virtue', this is the family motto of the Huo family."

"Then I, I will do it by myself, the Huo family's family precepts should also...'Do your own things, do it yourself'?" Ye Ci pinched Huo Tinglan's fingers, wanting him to flatten his palms, Huo Tinglan With a smile on his back, Ye Ci leaned forward and chased after the hand behind him. The visual effect was as if he took the initiative to hug Huo Tinglan, but was sucked by the unshape one. It didn't look like he was grabbing something. It became flirting at all.

"Uncle Huo!" Ye Ci's eyes widened in disbelief, as if he wanted to stare at Huo Tinglan's face and test how thick it really is.

It's just a little unfathomable!

"Be good, take a shower." Huo Tinglan pulled a bath towel for Ye Ci to wrap, and pushed him to take a shower.

Ye Ci took every step and turned his head three times. He was so nostalgic that he wished he could pick that wet thing out of Huo Tinglan's hands and stuff it into a rocket to launch into outer space.

The washroom is designed to separate wet and dry. With the frosted glass door of the shower closed, you can't see anything clearly, and the water mist is transpiring, making it more hazy.

Huo Tinglan brought a new set of pajamas and put them on the washstand, and went back to the room to remove the dirty quilt cover and other large items, and even dug out the spare ones to put on. Although he hired someone to take care of him when he was studying abroad, it was not as convenient as at home, so he was not bad at taking care of himself, and he could even change the quilt and wash clothes.

Ye Ci washed in a hurry and didn't wash his hair, so he came out and changed in less than two minutes.

Huo Tinglan walked into the bathroom with a pile of wet quilts, and pushed Ye Ci out of the door, as if pampering the little gentleman and not letting him do his work.

Ye Cichu was at the door, using his face to heat the room temperature several degrees. After three hundred rounds of fighting between heaven and man, he really had no choice but to go back to sleep like this, so he plucked up the courage to push open the door: "Uncle Huo, it's me, let me wash... Huo, Uncle Huo!!"

"Huh?" Huo Tinglan unhurriedly removed the lump from his nose and pushed it back into the sink, with an elegant gesture as if he just wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Ye Ci pupil earthquake.

"What, what...!"

"What do you think? Juice spilled?"

Huo Tinglan mocked lightly, shook off the drops of water on his hands, strode out of the bathroom, and pushed Ye Ci to the corner, leaning into his ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "That one is called..."

"...Mature or near-mature Omega will only appear under certain circumstances." Huo Tinglan lowered his eyes, stared at him darkly, and said softly, "Xiaoci has grown up."

After a while, he turned Ye Ci's embarrassing face back with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Did you dream of me?"

Ye Ci turned his head, not daring to recall.

But Huo Tinglan didn't let him go, grabbed both of his hands with one hand, and asked slowly, "What did you dream about?"

Ye Ci couldn't bear the torture, so he called it truthfully: "It's just a dream, dreaming of you, hugging me..."

Huo Tinglan didn't believe it, and forced a confession: "What else?"

Ye Ci swallowed his saliva, lowered his head, wiped the cracks of the floor with the soles of his shoes, and confessed in a voice softer than a mosquito: "Kiss again, kiss..."

"anything else?"

"In the back, it's gone." Ye Ci shook his head quickly, assuring honestly, "Really, it's gone."

Huo Tinglan knew that he wasn't lying, so she laughed in surprise: "I dreamed...so pure?"

Maybe it was because he was teased into a mental disorder, or maybe it was to increase the credibility of the confession, Ye Ci somehow came up with a sentence: "I, I don't know, I don't know what else to do, what to do."

As a result...

Bite the bullet and agreed to go back to study Omega hygiene knowledge.

How to take this class!

Ye Ci stood on the balcony in a daze.

After a while, he didn't know what he had made up in his mind, and suddenly he raised his hand and punched the balcony railing.

Uncle Huo is fine.

But it's too... too unscrupulous!