Lan Bo tilted his head slightly to look at him. Bai Chunian lowered his head and was licking his shoulder with his tongue. The barbs on the tongue passed the bare skin between the bandages, like a shark gently rubbing against his body. It hurt a little.
Alpha soon became dissatisfied with the insufficiently intimate position of the shoulder, and changed to licking his jaw and cheeks, clinging like a big domestic cat.
Bai Chunian's coat draped over his shoulders fell somewhere, and he was only wearing a black vest.
Rimbaud lowered his eyes and stared at his not-exaggerated but beautiful arm lines that made people harden. Because the skin had a cool white tone, the places rich in blood vessels were often reddened, especially the eyelids and knuckles.
Rimbaud counted the marks on his body in detail—the blue fish pattern covering half of the neck, pectoral muscles and shoulders, Rimbaud's name written jerky on the lower abdomen, his ribs and a corner of his heart hanging from his ear, Bai Chunian's entire body His body was covered with the marks he left behind, and each trace carried a faint scent of white thorn rose pheromone.
"What's missing here?" Rimbaud said, supporting his forearm.
"What's missing?" Bai Chunian spread his palms in front of him defenselessly.
Rimbaud stretched out his sharp nails, and smoothly carved a line of mermaid language on the skin on the inner side of his forearm.
He engraved very smoothly, which was different from the characters engraved during the cultivation period or the mature period catalyzed by Ac accelerators. The engravings had a faint blue color, and the wound healed quickly, but the color did not disappear.
"What does this mean." Still in pain, Bai Chunian bit his lip, revealing half of his teeth.
Rimbaud pointed to each mermaid word and translated for him: "Rimbaud's kitten."
"Why don't you write siren?"
"All the leaders of the Hai Clan are called Siren, but I am called Rimbaud. I am very special."
"I like it." Bai Chunian clenched his fists, his forearm muscles flexed with his movements, "It's very suitable for a super fierce A like me."
"But Rimbaud actually named it after that French poet." Bai Chunian grabbed Rimbaud's hand, pressed his nails and drew a blue Jane the size of a thumbnail at the front of the line. A manta ray was drawn with a stroke, and he blew, "This is special enough."
"Hmm." Rimbaud lowered his head and rubbed the small pattern with his fingertips, admiring it fascinatedly.
He heard Bai Chunian calling him, and just as he raised his head, his lips were clamped.
The sound insulation effect of the cabin is very poor. From the room, you can hear the voices of Lu Yan and the others next door. Rimbaud was pushed against the wall, and there was a muffled sound. The chatter next door stopped immediately, probably thinking about him. The movements on both sides.
The kiss was very light and slow, Bai Chunian took his lower lip and sucked it, then licked his sharp teeth, closed his eyes and enjoyed the kiss.
Hearing that kisses with eyes closed are more loved than those with open eyes, Rimbaud closed his eyes too.
Bai Chunian kissed his chin and neck, the flexible tip of his tongue caught the bandage around his neck.
The bandage wrapped around his neck was loose, exposing a section of skin below the Adam's apple. It was slightly different from the last time he saw Rimbaud without bandages. There were a row of tiny blue crosses arranged in a straight line at his throat, a total of four half, the first four are crosses, and the last one is a slash.
"What is this?" Bai Chunian stopped and touched Rimbaud's slender neck, "I didn't see it last time."
Rimbaud raised his hand, the pointed armor landed next to the last slash, and drew a small line in the other direction, which now turned into five blue crosses.
"I just did it yesterday." Rimbaud raised his neck, pointed to the pattern under his Adam's apple, and said, "The number of times we kissed." He also gradually began to want to do something to please Xiao Bai, even though it was out of status.
Bai Chunian fell silent, and lightly stroked the row of small forks that lined up vertically, his fingertips trembling.
"I like this, I like it so much." Bai Chunian excitedly pressed him down suddenly, licked the cross on his neck, and went crazy with joy, "You are so cool."
It was very cold at night on the sea, and there was a sense of humidity in the room. Rimbaud's body temperature was still very low. After staying with him for a long time, a layer of goose bumps appeared on Alpha's skin.
Rimbaud also experienced warmth. He felt relaxed when he migrated across the Atlantic warm current, but even that temperature was still very low for Xiao Bai. It would be great if he could feel warm when hugging him.
Bai Chunian buried his face in his neck and sucked, rubbing his neck, as if he didn't care about the chill from his body.
so cute. Rimbaud looked down at him nestling beside him, and felt that the queen didn't need to be so virtuous, and he should satisfy him with whatever he proposed.
"Is there anything you want?" Rimbaud rubbed his hair, "I'll get it for you."
Bai Chunian replied half-jokingly with his eyes closed: "If killing people is not illegal, I hope the world's population will be reduced by half."
"Of course you can, we'll do that tomorrow."
Bai Chunian: "Ah, no, I just want to feel good in my heart, I can't do that."
Rimbaud disappointed: "Okay."
Bai Chunian: "Didn't you also do that?"
"I don't do it because you don't like it, not because I don't like it." Rimbaud straightened the rolled up side of the bandage on his left eye, "Otherwise, just go for this, and I can kill them a hundred times."
"Come on, what a cute little o, why is he shouting and killing every day?" Bai Chunian held his face and rubbed it, then gave him a very loud slap on the forehead.
"I have to know what they're going to do with those copies of me."
Rimbaud frowned: "You're thinking about some crooked plan again."
"Oh, what about secret agents, how can it be called a crooked plan." Bai Chunian sat cross-legged leisurely, with both fists stretched out in front of Rimbaud, "You pick one, there are good things in it."
"Good stuff." Rimbaud looked at the two hands carefully, trying to find clues from the gap, and chose the left hand hesitantly.
Bai Chunian opened his hand, and a layer of pink lion paw pads appeared on the palm.
"Randi." Rimbaud stared straight at it, suddenly lowered his head and stuck his face on it, sucking.
In the next room, Bi Lanxing leaned against the window and looked at the deck in a daze. The vines on his fingers grew and twisted into a slowly shaking hammock. Lu Yan slept in a small ball inside, wearing Bi Lanxing's coat.
After Han Xingqian checked Xiao Xun's bones for damage, he turned around and found the sickle left by Bai Chunian lying on the ground.
The surface looked hard, but when a pencil was stretched out and touched its handle, the seemingly hard surface trembled like water ripples.
He put the pencil back without getting anything on his fingers. He tried to hold the long handle with his hand and lift it lightly, and found that his fingers passed through the water-like interior without hindrance.
Then the long sickle suddenly turned into a puddle of blood, and quickly evaporated on the ground, leaving no trace.
"A weapon that is not made of any metal material." Han Xingqian wrote in his notepad, "The two glands that are only in a driving relationship can be used together, and the power is extremely powerful."
After the task was completed, they returned to Aphid City. Lu Yan, Bi Lanxing and Xiao Xun returned to the special training base on Aphid Island to continue training. Rimbaud had nothing to do and was too lazy to go out. He stayed at home and watched TV. He could understand it when he reached maturity There are more programs, and life on land has become more interesting.
The mummy of the witch hazel and the gun were sent to the Union Medical Society, and a targeted research team was formed by experts to analyze the glands on the mummy and the gun magazine.
The spider silk of the witch hazel has a fresh-keeping effect. Before coming up with a mature inspection plan, experts dare not peel off the outer cocoon of the mummy rashly.
Han Xingqian has also been staying up late to investigate the information these days, and made a cup of coffee to refresh himself when he went to work in the morning.
Someone opened the door without knocking and came in. Han Xingqian was leaning on the back of his chair and rubbing the space between his brows. When he saw Bai Chunian coming in, he asked, "Have you handed in your inspection report?"
Bai Chunian put it in his pocket: "I've handed it in. I wrote several stacks of manuscript paper and typed it into the computer word by word, more than 30,000 words."
"Okay, when the materials are sorted out, they should be distributed to our medical association first." Han Xingqian tidied up the desk full of messy materials, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Aren't you cold in a half-sleeved T-shirt this season?"
"It's not cold, we young people are full of energy." Bai Chunian leaned over to him, "Brother Han, may I give you a mermaid language for popular science?"
Han Xingqian thought that he had discovered some new clues by finding another way to save the country, so he cheered up and listened attentively.
Bai Chunian stretched out his forearm, showed him a line of mermaid characters tattooed on the inside, and pointed to each word for translation.
Then he was kicked out of the consulting room.