He walked into the trap.
Even saints and sages find it hard to tolerate.
Huo Tinglan grabbed the thin and strong boy in his arms and sank his teeth into the back of his neck.
Large amounts of highly aggressive alpha pheromones are injected without reservation, hotly washing over the red and swollen oga glands.
After all, it is an A+ level pheromone, and its strength is too high. It will affect the pain nerves after injection.
The back of his neck was burning and painful. Even though the strength in his limbs had been drained away, Ye Ci still gritted his teeth and struggled. He was dazed and ignored the fact that Huo Tinglan's teeth were still wedged in his flesh, and he twisted his neck to one side.
If it is twisted too hard, the minor bite wound that was easy to heal may be torn apart.
Huo Tinglan would be heartbroken if this happened, he quickly grabbed Ye Ci's jaw, letting the pointy little chin bone rub against him and grind his bleeding palm, he ignored the injury and only clamped tighter, reveling in this temporary mark.
"Don't move, just bear with it." Huo Tinglan coaxed in a hoarse voice. Even he was not immune to the shameless rhetoric that alphas used to mark their partners for thousands of years, but he coaxed more affectionately and gently, "Just bear with it, baby..."
Ye Ci shuddered, and the ten thin fingers that were clinging to Huo Tinglan's shoulders suddenly bent and clenched, as if he had a lot of strength that he had no place to vent.
This affectionate name made him more embarrassed than a temporary label and almost woke him up from his stupor.
Huo Tinglan didn't call him that often. In his previous life, Ye Ci was too thin-skinned to stand such intense flirting. He seemed to be holding back, and once he started, he kept calling out. His voice was as low and hoarse as sandpaper, rubbing against Ye Ci's earlobes, making the air shy and hot: "Baby, Xiao Ci... Baby..."
Ye Ci's ears turned red and he wanted to shrink, but he was held tightly.
The fever was surging, and he was coaxed repeatedly by the highly compatible alpha. He felt unbearable and inexplicably excited, and even his toes were curled up.
Mental, physiological... the immature glands that have not yet fully differentiated have endured too much.
The moment the temporary mark was completed, Ye Ci let out a kitten-like hum from his throat, his bare feet kicked convulsively, and he fainted in Huo Tinglan's arms.
For a susceptible alpha, a temporary marking on the back of the neck is often just the beginning of a series of intimate behaviors.
An appetizer.
The physical pain was relieved, but the spirit was not satisfied, and instead it aroused the appetite.
Huo Tinglan held the bamboo-like boy in his arms, greedily sniffing the scent of liquor blended with vanilla. It was a scent that symbolized the completion of the temporary mark, a familiar yet unfamiliar scent. It had entangled his desires, and had soothed his frenzy and relieved his pain countless times.
A certain deep and surging emotion seeped into his every breath, rising and falling with his chest like the waves of the sea. Those madness, bestiality, and bad instincts... gradually merged into the overwhelming love and shattered into salty white foam.
He held Ye Ci's thin shoulders and back, his breathing was still heavy, his eyes were bloodshot, but he forbearingly and lovingly laid Ye Ci flat as if he was holding a piece of fragile porcelain, and pulled up the collar of his pajamas.
Then he picked up the intercom phone beside him.
…
Tzu En Private Hospital.
The third floor of the East Inpatient Building.
The newly admitted patients needed to rest, so the Huo family cleared the area. Except for Room 305, all other wards on the third floor were empty. It was so quiet that one could hear the rustling sound of willow branches swaying in the wind outside the window.
Ye Ci fell into a deep sleep.
He inherited the small face from Ye Hongjun. When awake, he was cool and his eyebrows and eyes were like snow. Only when he was asleep, he would show a little childishness. In the past two months, he had a rare regular and nutritious diet. He gained a few pounds, his bones were no longer so jagged, and his cheeks had a pure curve.
In the morning, it's time to wipe your face.
Huo Tinglan stood by, took off his watch, rolled up his shirt sleeves, wrung out some warm water with a towel, and wiped Ye Ci's forehead, eyes, and cheeks...
When being marked as an A+ alpha for the first time, it is inevitable for an Oga boy who has not yet completed his differentiation to fall asleep for a day or two, even for a fully mature older Oga.
The intensity of a+ pheromone is too high and has a certain degree of destructiveness. The body needs to repair itself and complete the information recording while sleeping, so that the adverse reactions will be greatly reduced the next time it is marked by the same a+ alpha.
Ye Ci has been in a coma for three days, and the results of various physical examinations are currently normal.
However, since he was marked as a+ in the middle stage of differentiation, it is difficult to say whether there will be any short-term sequelae. Therefore, the doctor recommended that he stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time, monitor the 24-hour hormone fluctuation level and provide treatment at any time.
My face felt itchy and wet... like being licked by a large dog.
Ye Ci frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
He slept for too long, his consciousness was blurred, and he blinked his eyes hazily.
All I could see was the ceiling, walls, and bed sheets, all vast white.
There was another hand, with a few faint blue lines on the back of the hand and the wrist, and the cuffs of the misty blue shirt were rolled up neatly. It was a steady, mature man's hand, but his movements were extremely gentle, as he was wiping his face with a wet towel.
He was dazed, his eyes following his arm.
Huo Tinglan was sitting beside the bed, looking at him, his eyes dark, and apart from tenderness, no other emotions could be discerned, and he hid it very deeply.
Like a calm and ruthless hunter, he set up thousands of traps, lay in the grass and watched quietly, waiting to see which pit the rare young animal would fall into, so that he could follow it and pick up the soft ball into his pocket.
The memories before the coma gradually returned.
Family dinner.
Light beer.
Hugs in the back seat of the car.
…
"Uncle Huo," Ye Ci rubbed his eyes, "Why, why am I..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the memories of the safe house came back to him.
Like a piece of burnt orange-red metal wire, it was a very thin piece, and wherever it was poked, it would emit a puff of white, embarrassing hot air.
The hot and painful back of his neck, the curled toes, the arm that was like iron holding him and the heaving chest muscles, the sweet and unbridled "baby", "honey", "Xiao Ci" that rubbed his ears, and the strong emotions in his eyes that suffocated him. So straightforward, so straightforward that it was almost terrifying, like a crazy beast, wanting to eat him alive, the susceptible A+ was actually like that... Ye Ci couldn't breathe, his chest seemed to be still being strangled by that fierce arm, and his face was flushed. He rolled and hit the fence with a bang, avoiding Huo Tinglan's hand holding a hot towel, excited like a girl hiding from a gangster, if there was no fence, he would have rolled directly on the ground.
Huo Tinglan's hand froze, as if someone had suddenly hurt him, and he was stunned.
The palm was indeed injured, the bandage had been removed, but four dark red blood scabs were still there.
Ye Ci saw it and turned his eyes away as if he had been burned.
Huo Tinglan retracted his hand and 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 just had a perverse thought, wanting to secretly suck a mouthful of honey, but that was all. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to endure so much pain in the beginning.
If Ye Ci hadn't come to her, she would have been unable to stop herself from stuffing her little neck under those drooling sharp teeth...
"I didn't mean to give you a temporary mark." Huo Tinglan looked at Ye Ci straight in the eyes, without begging for sympathy, shirking responsibility, or taking advantage of the favor. He didn't mention a single word about the torture-like pain of the A+ grade susceptible period, the negligence of Ye Ci walking into a trap, and his careful care for Ye Ci in the past two months.
"I lost control. I'm sorry."
He only apologized for his mistake.
Like a drowning man clinging to driftwood, Ye Ci clutched the metal fence on the edge of the bed and glanced at people alertly.
Huo Tinglan came to the hospital to take care of someone. He was not dressed up. A few strands of hair were placed on his handsome eyebrows. He wore a casual shirt without a tie and one button was undone. He looked a few years younger and was not the "uncle" that Ye Ci was used to calling. His collarbone was straight and gradually disappeared under the collar. His muscles supported the misty blue shirt material. He looked noble and sexy...
My eardrums were buzzing and suddenly filled with blood.
Appropriate clothing, calm expression, and a plain and sincere tone... Ye Ci turned his face away, feeling uneasy as if he had read a pornographic book.
"...Xiao Ci," Huo Tinglan called him softly, "I'm really sorry."
Ye Ci's Adam's apple slid, he hummed, and said vaguely: "I don't blame you."
He had good intentions when he broke into the basement when Huo Tinglan was at a susceptible stage, but it was hard to say that he was not responsible for the consequences.
No A+ alpha could have just marked the issue that night.
There is nothing to say, he doesn't blame anyone.
"Really." He whispered again.
Then, he kept silent and didn't even look at anyone, but just kept picking at the metallic paint on the fence, picking and rubbing it, leaving his fingertips red.
The rare young animal lay limply on the spot, curled up into a small ball, without reacting and refusing to fall into any trap.
You can't even tell what that little head is thinking about.
He hid himself again.
The possibility of all his efforts going to waste made Huo Tinglan feel a rare sense of anxiety.
Feeling two sharp gazes probing his face like ice chisels, trying to find the weak point and defeat it in one fell swoop, Ye Ci hurriedly lowered his head, lay down and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.
He had experienced Uncle Huo's insight.
"I'm still, still sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." The voice from under the quilt was muffled, and it was straight to chase people away, "You go, go and get busy."
Only a few strands of soft black hair appeared from outside the quilt, spreading on the pillow like corn silk.
"Okay." Huo Tinglan closed his eyes, stood up and stood beside the bed, and said in a low voice, "If you need anything, feel free to contact me. Your phone is fully charged and is on the bedside table." After a pause, he continued, "With your current condition, you can be discharged from the hospital as early as tomorrow. Your school had midterm exams yesterday and today..."
The human figure protruding under the quilt moved slightly.
Ye Ci attached great importance to this midterm exam and had been hoping that the improvement in his grades would give himself a shot in the arm.
"... I've got the backup B paper." Huo Tinglan could guess what was going on, and fearing that Ye Ci would be disappointed, he soothed her gently, "The difficulty is very close to that of A paper, and the score can be used as a reference. You can set a time to take the test yourself."
The person under the quilt was silent for a few seconds, as if trying to calm down some emotion. When he spoke again, his voice was a little trembling: "Thank you, thank you Uncle Huo."
"You're welcome." Huo Tinglan smiled, was quiet for a moment, leaned over slightly, and gently touched the ends of Ye Ci's hair that were exposed outside the quilt with his knuckles.
In the quilt...
Ye Ci didn't notice Huo Tinglan's little action, and just covered his two little ears that were so red that they were almost translucent with his hands in vain.
It seemed that this could block the sweet and unbridled "baby" and "honey" in my memory from my ears, and stop the electric shock that ran through my head, spine, and soles...
Bone-eroding numbness.
But he couldn't stop it, couldn't stop it.
His heart was beating like a drum.