The inside of the patch is made of soft and sticky bio-silicone, which feels cool when it adheres to the skin.
Like a secret reminder.
Fortunately, it was quickly warmed up by body temperature.
After helping Ye Ci put on the patch, Huo Tinglan went out first when there was no one outside. He rolled up his sleeves, straightened his shoulders, and pretended to wash his hands in front of the sink.
I don't know if it was intentional, but he was wearing a black shirt today. Ye Ci was wearing that wet sportswear and he rubbed it for a long time, leaving water stains on the front of the shirt, but the black fabric was not visible at all, and it was indistinguishable from a clean one.
In the compartment, Ye Ci tugged at his clothes, pushed the door open slowly and walked out.
Maybe his thigh ligament was stretched a little too much, so his steps became unsteady.
The permanent mark happened during the summer vacation more than a month ago, and school started a few days after the mark. Ye Ci was very focused on studying, and Huo Tinglan was afraid of taking away his energy, so he was barely restrained over the past month, and most of the intimate contact was just a brief taste.
So... I was really holding it in.
But I didn't take it seriously just now.
After all, there was no way he could do anything to Ye Ci in the school bathroom.
When I go home tonight, will Uncle Huo...
Ye Ci thought of the days that were permanently marked during the summer vacation, and his fingers curled up nervously and clenched.
He felt unwell just by recalling a few scenes. The back of his neck felt slightly hot, and the skin that had finally cooled down was once again oozing with passion. He had no choice but to rinse his face with cold water.
The game hasn't ended yet, and the students are all gathered in the sports field. There are few people in other places on campus. Fortunately, the milk tea shop is open as usual.
"Try it." Ye Ci handed Huo Tinglan a glass of grape smoothie. "It's really delicious."
Water droplets condensed on the purple-red cup wall, and a few round grapes like green jade were dotted on the thick white cream. Huo Tinglan took the childish drink, tasted it, and smiled, "Hmm, it tastes good."
Ye Ci's cheeks were slightly puffed up, he chewed grapes silently, his bright eyes curved slightly, he was happy.
The noise of shouting and announcements came from the sports field, but the sound quality was a bit muffled due to the distance. The two of them sat in a secluded place under the shade of a tree, enjoying the breeze and drinking.
If you ignore the age difference, they look like a couple on campus who are secretly dating.
Ye Ci bit the straw, finally freeing his mind at this moment, silently reviewing whether his running posture was cool enough when he ran 1,500 meters, whether he looked "stupid" with sweat and heavy breathing, and regretted why he didn't look at both sides of the track and give Uncle Huo a "1" or something...
I think about healthy things.
It's nothing more than the young man's little thoughts, always thinking about looking cool in front of his lover.
"… What are you thinking about?" Huo Tinglan had been observing him for a long time.
"I do want to compete." Ye Ci said truthfully.
"Why is your face getting redder and redder?" Huo Tinglan bent his index finger and touched the rising blush with the back of his finger.
Soft and hot.
Ye Ci turned his head to look at him, his eyes were very obedient: "No, I don't know."
"Are your glands hot?" Huo Tinglan touched the back of his neck again.
It's hot.
I could feel the surging heat even through the barrier.
"Are you strong enough?" He smiled maliciously.
Ye Ci stretched his legs and feet: "... Maybe, I'm a little tired."
"Baby," Huo Tinglan said softly with dark eyes, "Your fever is coming."
He had already calculated that it would happen in these few days.
The heating period of oga after permanent marking is regular in time.
The hormone fluctuations caused by close contact may cause fever to occur earlier than expected within a certain range...
Ye Ci was startled and touched the back of his neck.
Oga hasn't been in office long enough, and those signs are often ignored by him.
"Do you want to go back and watch the game?" Huo Tinglan asked Ye Ci softly, "Or do you want to come home with me first... and deal with it?"
Because of the permanent mark, Ye Ci's fever symptoms will not be very serious, and other alphas are not sensitive to the surge in his pheromone concentration. However, it has a huge impact on Huo Tinglan.
So don't rush it.
Ye Ci hesitated. Today's sports meet was coming to an end and he couldn't stay there for long. He would be embarrassed if his classmates noticed his blushing face.
It's okay if it's a fever period, just in case it spreads...
Ye Ci squeezed the cup that he had unconsciously flattened into a round shape, sucked the grape flesh from the bottom of the cup, and pretended to be calm and said, "It's not very convenient to go back. Let's... go home first and deal with it."
As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar.
Having experienced such an intense, several-day-long permanent mark, Ye Ci felt that there was nothing to be shy about, so he put on a calm and sophisticated look. After returning home, he first went to find a set of pajamas. When he looked up, he saw Huo Tinglan also walked into the cloakroom to find something. Ye Ci raised his chin towards the bathroom, raised his red little face, and said coolly: "I'm going to take a shower."
After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave when Huo Tinglan embraced him back in his arms. His thin back pressed tightly against the hard muscles of his chest. A tremor came, it was Huo Tinglan laughing.
He smiled, but his tone returned to calm the next second.
"Wait a minute, baby, I want to ask you something."
"What?" Ye Ci had a feeling that it was not a serious matter.
—Uncle Huo suddenly becomes serious and is about to do something bad.
"Today was the opening ceremony of the sports meet, and your class performed a group dance..." Huo Tinglan sneered, and in this posture of hugging from behind, he dragged Ye Ci to sit on the dressing bench in the cloakroom, arms around each other's arms, wrists clasped together, and intimately held the boy, who was a whole circle thinner than himself, in his arms, but his tone was gentle and upright as if he was having a heart-to-heart talk, "Oga, are you all in?"
"… "
Ye Ci had a bad feeling and remained silent with his lips pursed.
Unfortunately, his mind was still too pure. He went over Huo Tinglan's words over and over again but could not find any doubts, so he could only say "hmm" softly.
"What about you? Why don't you go up?" Huo Tinglan asked softly.
"I..." Instinctively, Ye Ci avoided the main point and avoided the real reason of "in pursuit of being well-dressed, a male ogler wants to dress up as a girl and wear a small skirt". "No, I can't dance, so I didn't go."
I feel like I can’t mention skirts.
"Did you not go because you can't dance?" Huo Tinglan smiled gently.
"Yes." Ye Ci insisted.
Huo Tinglan nodded, understood, and said leisurely: "That is to say... I don't mind wearing skirts."
“?!”
Ye Ci licked his lips, stunned.
Unexpected interpretation.
"No, no," Ye Ci shook his head fiercely, stuttering violently when he was anxious, "I reject, I reject."
Huo Tinglan sighed, "So unsociable."
Although she was so popular that her classmates lined up to welcome her as soon as she entered the Class 7 stands, she would be considered out of place if she didn't wear a little skirt with the oga boys.
—What a good trick to confuse right and wrong.
Ye Ci was dumbfounded, and his pink lips, which were moistened by being licked, opened in shock.
Could it be that Uncle Huo would have something to say to stop him no matter what he said, bullying him because he would be tongue-tied when he got anxious...
Huo Tinglan's eyes were stern, and he said solemnly, "Uncle Huo is very worried about you."
"You don't want me to wear..." Ye Ci swallowed his saliva, unable to believe it, "But didn't you see him and them wearing it today?"
There can’t be such a thing as a mini skirt at home!
Again, no time to prepare!
"Indeed." Huo Tinglan paused for two seconds and said as a matter of course, "So the styles are different."
A smile escaped from that pause.
He burst out laughing.
When he smiled, Ye Ci suddenly became enlightened.
… Although it’s not a serious enlightenment.
Huo Tinglan had planned this all along. It just happened that the oga guys were doing a group dance at the sports meet, and he took advantage of the opportunity.
I'm afraid the skirt is not a proper skirt.
It's better to wear the skirts that their class dances in! At least it's decent!
Ye Ci's mind was filled with confusion, and his voice trembled with shame: "Why, then, then..."
The sound gradually became as weak as the buzz of a mosquito.
“… Perverted.”
Faced with this question, Huo Tinglan remained silent.
Ye Ci thought he was being serious again, so he teased him with ridiculous words like "Uncle Huo will help you integrate into the group" and "Xiao Ci should also have what other oga have".
Unexpectedly, Huo Tinglan smiled and said, "Indeed."
Don't even want a fig leaf!
It wasn't that he had any special fetish, it was just that the young gentleman's legs were so well-built that he had some inhumane thoughts in his mind.
It's harmless to try it occasionally.
He let go of Ye Ci and slowly rummaged through the closet.
Ye Ci is in the fever period and can't leave him.
In the dressing mirror, his ten fingers, as slender and white as scallions, were digging into his pants tightly, with their joints protruding sharply. He was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to hit someone, but he still waited motionlessly for Huo Tinglan to find a skirt for him to wear. His face was flushed, and his eye sockets and nose tip were also stained with a thin layer of red. He looked aggrieved, but it made him even more likely to be bullied.
Huo Tinglan found the clothes and smiled apologetically: "I didn't let you try it on, so I don't know if it fits... Is it too short?"
Ye Ci glanced at Huo Tinglan's hand, and was so ashamed that he couldn't speak. He lowered his head, supported his forehead, and said nothing.
"But stockings are elastic, so they should fit you." Huo Tinglan consoled him, and gradually lost his voice. "Baby, do you know how to wear a skirt? I can help you?"
A rotatable mirror in the cloakroom was turned towards the changing bench.
Ye Ci resisted passively, neither resisting nor cooperating.
He let Huo Tinglan dress him like a doll.
…
As the body temperature rose, even the white back, chest and abdomen turned light pink.
The silk and lace shimmered with light of varying shades as the body moved, complementing the rosy skin.
"I have a project tomorrow... I need to wear sportswear." Ye Ci said in a trembling voice, "Don't touch my arms and legs, okay, okay, Uncle Huo?"
Touch naturally means "leaving a trace".
"Okay." Huo Tinglan agreed first, and then asked politely, "Then where can I touch?"
"… "
"Give me a list?"
After a long silence.
"Face, belly, belly, and..."
so cute.
Huo Tinglan kissed his face as he was told.
—Then follow the list one by one.
On the second day of the sports meet, Ye Ci had to participate in very few events, and they were not very intense.
For an event like javelin, you only need to run a short distance to start the race, which is very friendly to the waist and legs that are still sore, and students are not very good at such professional things, so we can all have fun slacking off together.
After all the events were finished, Ye Ci returned to the Class 7 stands and watched the game attentively.
The sun was unbearably hot today. He and Jiang Yan each used one hand to hold up a school uniform jacket as a sunshade, and used the other hand to eat the potato chips standing between them.
"I used to think you didn't like to eat these things." Jiang Yan's eyebrows curved, "You're so cool, and you don't look like someone who likes to eat snacks."
It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just that I haven’t eaten it much before.
"I didn't know before," Ye Ci raised the corner of his lips, "I can love snacks so much."
Jiang Yan opened another huge value pack and stuffed it between the two of them: "This onion and cheese one is also delicious, you try it. ..."
Simple school uniform under the awning...
Click, click.
Click, click.
Like two happy little hamsters.
Squeak—
It's the Coke releasing carbonation.
"Our class should be ranked first in total points this time. I just went to ask around."
"That is a must, a must."
"You have to go and receive the award on behalf of our class later. I have already made an agreement with the class monitor and the sports committee member. You have made the greatest contribution and your image is good."
“…I’m going?”
"You don't have to give a speech. There are so many representatives. Just bow when it's your turn."
"Then... OK, I'll go."
"… "
In the distance, there was another round of cheering drums.
Jiang Yan pointed at the track and shook Ye Ci's arm excitedly: "Look! The Sports Commissioner is about to cross the finish line!"
The students in the front row stood up immediately.
Ye Ci also stood up with potato chips in his mouth and looked up with great interest. He was not used to shouting, but he was silently cheering for his classmates in his heart.
On the bright green and brick-red stadium and plastic track, agile figures are running in the autumn breeze, and cheers and laughter like a tide can be heard in their ears.
The sky is high and the clouds are light.
Young classmates.
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