Chapter 57 A Three-Second Encounter
He Li sat in the empty audience seats, covered his mouth, and said "Holy crap" three times in a row.
Cheng Boyan's ears hurt from his noise: "What's wrong with you now?"
"Brother Yao can talk again!! And so fluently!! He was so angry with Xie Gou that he can talk now!! This is amazing in the entire medical field!!!" He couldn't believe it, thinking he was hallucinating, and frantically picked at his ears.
“There are many cases of this kind of vocalization triggered by stimulation in medicine.” Cheng Boyan turned his head. “They were yelling so fiercely, and there were two of them too, damn it.”
He Li: "........."
Dude, you've really silenced me.
This is the first time I've seen someone so meticulous that they even nitpick the number of interjections.
But when his gaze returned to the center of the ring, he couldn't help but shout again: "Damn it, Xie Gou is really audacious! He actually reached out and rubbed Yao Ge's mouth. You can't even touch a hair on a man's head, let alone his mouth. He's finished, he's going to get beaten up."
Sure enough, the next second, Lin Yao grabbed the hand that was choking his neck and, with a little force, forced him to loosen his grip.
Then he rolled over and pinned the person back down.
The force was considerable; the combined weight of the two crashed onto the ring, raising a cloud of fine dust.
He Li, with a smug look on his face, said, "See? He's been completely sanctioned. Yao-ge is awesome."
Looking at Lin Yao's excessively handsome face, Cheng Boyan's mind wandered to a strange place: "He's so handsome, but his personality is too fierce. Won't it be difficult for him to find a wife?"
"Mind your own business," He Li said unhappily. "Does marriage really have to be the only option? Can't my brother Yao enjoy life on his own? What kind of outdated thinking is that?"
Cheng Boyan was speechless after being rebuked, and raised his hands in surrender: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I just said it casually."
He Li snorted softly, raised his phone, and took a picture of the MVP settlement screen for his brother Yao.
He's fucking handsome.
On the ring, the two remained locked in a grappling position. To onlookers, close-quarters combat, with its violence and suppression, was perfectly acceptable. But only the two involved could feel the heat radiating from their skin as it suddenly pressed together.
It's very hot; it sends shivers down your spine.
"Are you asking for a scolding?"
"Shameless."
"insidious."
"cunning."
"Are you satisfied now? Don't you owe me something?"
Xie Xingchen was relieved to hear that he could indeed speak fluently, and thought that this was a lucky coincidence: "Satisfied, you made me feel very comfortable."
"abnormal."
This word best describes him.
Lin Yao's breathing was unsteady. He used his arm to push against Lin Yao's chin, stubbornly insisting on a draw: "But I still win this one-on-one fight."
He was very strong and his moves were fierce. This time, Xie Xingchen was willing to admit defeat.
He relaxed his limbs, lay sprawled on the ring, and looked up at his opening and closing mouth, sighing, "Finally, I'm all better."
"What do you mean 'okay'? I'm going to hold you down for ten seconds to end the match, so you don't cheat again." Lin Yao hadn't even reacted yet, afraid that this person would cheat, so he leaned down and firmly pinned him down.
I wish I could turn into an octopus and wrap myself around him.
“I said you can talk now.” Xie Xingchen spread his hands out, letting him press them down, and said with a smile, “Are you stupid?”
Lin Yao paused for a second, remaining silent all day, somewhat dazed: "Did I say anything?"
Only after hearing his own voice did he confirm, "I said it."
Xie Xingchen bent his knee and gently bumped his lower back, reminding him, "How long are you going to keep pressing down on me? Although I don't really mind, there are still two audience members here, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
He turned his head and saw He Li in the audience clenching his fists and cheering him on: "Perfect, perfect. You hold him down for half an hour and make him beg for mercy."
Cheng Boyan sighed, genuinely curious how someone as outspoken as him had survived.
It's just that Xie Xingchen really has a good temper. If it were a vindictive playboy like Duan Zheng, he would have died countless times in secret.
Lin Yao's lips curled slightly as he pressed his arm down forcefully: "Did you hear that? I want to hear you beg for mercy."
This action brought their bare upper bodies almost completely together. Xie Xingchen felt a jolt of electricity run down his spine and raised his hand to push against the lower abdomen that was leaning towards him.
Lin Yao sensed his struggle and pressed down harder, preventing him from moving: "I knew you were going to cheat."
Xie Xingchen sighed softly.
With no other choice, she turned her head to the side, her lips brushing against his earlobe, and whispered: "If you keep pressing down, you'll bring out my illness."
Lin Yao blinked slowly.
Her previously arrogant fighting style suddenly became awkward, and she lowered her voice to scold him: "No, why do you suddenly become horny?"
"How can you blame me?" Xie Xingchen's gaze swept over his lips, collarbone, beautifully sculpted muscles, and the way he was pressed against her, an extremely ambiguous and proactive gesture.
You really can't blame him for this.
In the first half, he was completely absorbed in his match against him. He originally just wanted to work up a sweat, but his competitive spirit was so strong that he kept rubbing against himself.
Xie Xingchen suddenly recalled a similar scene from three years ago.
At that time, I didn't know why Lin Yao hated me. The two of us were chosen by the teacher to perform a fighting routine because we had the same score.
Back then, Lin Yao was just like he is now—no, even colder and more arrogant, his expression like it was covered in frost, and his attack power was extremely strong.
He seemed to hate himself, or perhaps his mind was filled with nothing but victory; almost every move he made was designed to push his opponent to the brink of defeat.
Xie Xingchen has had countless sparring partners since childhood, and no one of his peers has been able to match him to such an extent.
Appreciation and exhilaration surged through my heart, making my blood boil with a sense of pure bliss.
After fighting for more than an hour, Lin Yao finally defeated himself. He leaned down and looked down at him, saying, "Useless."
Xie Xingchen had always concealed his pheromones very well, but the moment he got close, seeing those beautiful eyes looking down at him, his heart raced wildly and he suddenly lost control.
Without any warning.
The agave permeated the entire training ground with unbridled force, causing the Alphas watching to suffer greatly and even descend into chaos.
Lin Yao at the time simply lowered his eyes and said disdainfully, "Only trash would use such a low-level technique as pheromone suppression in a competition, but sorry, it won't work on me."
Then, this nasty nemesis was defined as: "Alphas who can't control their pheromones are dogs in heat."
Lin Yao stood up, not wanting to look at him even once, and left.
Only Xie Xingchen himself knows.
It wasn't a last-ditch resistance out of defiance; it was utterly absurd. The approach of a fellow Alpha caused his condition, which he had been taking suppressants for, to suddenly flare up, and he had to take a week off and be hospitalized.
It might not be related to a second gender either; Alphas only repel each other, and Xie Xingchen couldn't understand why.
But it was from that time that she began to notice Lin Yao.
Then, uncontrollably, she started feeding the stray cats in the park for him, walking with him along unlit paths, waiting for him to work in the early hours of the morning, and then working up her points to completely overlap with his, waiting for their next meeting on the arena.
Every moment in the past is like this very moment.
"Why do you get so aroused at the drop of a hat?" Lin Yao had cursed him like this countless times after their battles.
Yes, he had the most despicable and shameful thoughts when facing Lin Yao. From his youth to adulthood, he had been dominated by desire for hundreds of nights, sweating profusely and tormented to the point of being unable to fall asleep.
But after dawn, they cleaned up the mess.
I look forward to seeing Lin Yao every day, just a fleeting three-second encounter in the long corridor.
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