Chapter 69 [Revised] Fantasy Heat Excellent male animals have a higher quality than themselves...
Teach me a lesson.
This sentence seemed like a flirtation, but it caught Yu Chen's attention.
"Lesson?" Yu Chen raised his eyebrows and rolled his green eyes: "What do you think I'm going to do next?"
Bai Ling looked bewildered: "Isn't this adaptive training? Don't worry, I'm very young, and my skin and flesh are pretty tough. As long as I don't go too far, I should be able to withstand it..."
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then added, "Oh, I have to remind you that the wall panels here are very thin. If I start to shout, you'd better use something to cover my mouth, so that no one will come knocking on the door and ask if you can join us."
"But I believe you don't have the habit of sharing, so it's better not to happen."
The bird spoke in a flat tone, as if everything it said was ordinary.
But Yu Chen could see clearly that he was clenching his hands into fists on the yellow-brown door panel, and his finger bones were turning white from the exertion.
"You have been harassed." Yu Chen used a declarative sentence.
"...Not really." Bai Ling took a breath and said with a hint of self-mockery, "They all know that I'm a poor bachelor. I don't have much money on me, and I don't have the money to bring someone back to spend the night."
“I’m free,” the mermaid whispered.
Bai Ling curled his lips unconsciously, and the haze that shrouded his heart dissipated a little, "You are not free, you are priceless."
He paused, and continued to think, "Moreover, according to the unwritten rules here, even if we don't discuss the price, we have to give something symbolically, and at the very least, we have to treat people to a midnight snack."
Give something symbolically...
Yu Chen's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he couldn't help but glance sideways at the coat draped over the bed rail. A fragrant jasmine branch was visible in the corner of the big pocket.
There should also be a box of old chess pieces.
I just don’t know if the chessboard is in the hands of the 19-year-old Bird.
Yu Chen was not in a hurry to ask about the whereabouts of the chessboard. If the bird is willing to give it, he will treasure it and keep it. If he is reluctant, he will be happy to wait for the next delivery from the bird.
But he still wanted to find out one thing: "How long have you lived here?"
"Two years... to be exact, one year, eight months and six days, since I retired—"
Bai Ling wanted to say retirement, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them and changed them to: "...I have been living here since I retired from the army."
Anyway, the mermaid couldn't figure out how many years he had been in the army or when he would be discharged, so she might as well fool him.
A trace of pain flashed through Yu Chen's heart.
He still can't forget the severe coughing and swollen hands of the wooden bird. Those were definitely not symptoms that could have accumulated in just one or two years. In other words, at least on the front line, the woodpeckers have been devastated and are plagued by illness.
The news that was repeatedly broadcasted on the high-rise building appeared in front of Yu Chen's eyes: [The capture of the empire's most wanted criminal]
The core figure of a gang, a veteran who fought tirelessly to regain his homeland, ended up being displaced and destitute, experiencing countless traps and assassinations along the way.
"I should have picked you up earlier." He let out a sigh.
There was unspeakable regret in these words. At that moment, a strong sense of friendship came over him, enough to move Bai Ling.
It was rare for a mermaid to be so emotionally revealing.
But in just one day, I lost my composure for him several times.
Bai Ling wanted to grab the other's hand, but Yu Chen pressed down his shoulder blade, not allowing him to move, and said to him in a voice that was steeped in years:
"Although it's a long time late, I want to take you to the veterans' home for recuperation. Are you still willing to come with me?"
After waiting for so many years and two lifetimes, I finally received the call from my homeland.
Are you still willing to go with me?
"I do." A feeling of sourness rushed to Bai Ling's eyes and he hurriedly agreed.
He is always willing.
In a trance, he felt that his promise was so familiar, and gradually he remembered that he had agreed to it as early as the night of "Hunting Night" when Yu Chen came to pick up the casualties for the first time.
Yu Chen pinched his cheeks, forcing him to turn his hot face away. He glanced at the trembling lips and then bit the two thin pieces of flesh.
The posture of turning his head to kiss was very tiring for his neck. Yu Chen felt sorry for him, so he took two bites and let him go.
Looking at the bird again, its soft white eyelashes trembled with its breathing, its lips were flushed with blood, and were slightly swollen from being bitten by the mermaid's teeth. But judging from its appearance, it had obviously recovered some spirit, as if the confused little eagle had found its direction again in the thick fog.
He pursed his lips, his mouth slightly curved downward: "Is this the gift you gave to the veterans?"
"What's wrong?"
"I have been in the army for many years, so you have to give me a few more to make up the number."
His breathing trembled, and half of his eyes showed the indifference of being used to the world, while the other side was filled with unconcealable eagerness, just like the Haihe River where salty and fresh water meet, seemingly contradictory, yet blended in an intimate and lovely way.
The intimacy that is unique to Yu Chen.
Yu Chen chuckled softly, "I haven't heard of such a rule. Is it true?"
"Yes," the bird lowered the end of its voice, unhappy, "everyone should have been given a soap and a towel, but I didn't get any."
This is a tradition left over from the old empire.
Veterans can quietly collect more copies.
However, he was expelled from the army. At that time, the people from the Military Court were so aggressive that he could not take away even his own personal belongings, let alone the retirement gifts.
While he was in a daze, Yu Chen stretched out his hand, passed it under the bird's thin ribs, and wrapped his arms around him tightly.
That graceful figure was covered with a thin layer of muscle, and the lines on the waist were sharp and tight, but when he touched her, her nerves would subconsciously contract and she would dodge a little.
When hugged from behind, Bai Ling couldn't see his face, but he still felt nervous.
Yu Chen knew that the other party would never be able to relax in this hut. This was the last stop in the life of the woodcutter. Just a glance at it would make him panic, let alone open his body to accept it.
The "lesson" he prayed for was just another form of destruction.
Like a charging cord attached to a prosthetic limb, the bird’s soul is tied here. Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, the end of the nightmare will definitely pass through this door, opening and closing, stretching my spirit to the extreme, making it impossible to break free.
He looked down with a depressed and complicated look. The other person's delicate ankle was unconsciously hooked around his calf. Even though he was talking to him in a seemingly relaxed manner, his body was still honestly and frantically seeking comfort.
If it were fifty years ago, Yu Chen might have grabbed his ankles and pressed him to the ground until his throat was damaged.
But now, when he thought of his original indifference, the only thought in his heart was atonement. Gazing at this body that has grown from a boy to a young man, what he wants is not to let the other party swallow his heavy desires, but to heal all the wounds that have been wasted.
Isoparaiso committed many sins in his life.
In the first half of his life, he was conceited and self-willed, observing from a high position and treating everyone as a chess piece.
In the second half of his life, he looked down upon the world with indifference, thinking that he could stay out of the political environment by being out of touch with it. When his energy was about to run out, he listened to a string of bloody numbers and felt numb inside.
But Isoparaiso never imagined that reality would grab his arm, drag him out of the ivory tower, and use a wooden stake bird to show him the tragedy of the world by skinning and bone-dismembering him.
Fate pulled him down from the altar and threw him hard to the ground...
The seemingly indestructible Ysoparaiso dropped a pearl called "Indifference".
From then on, the devil showed his human side.
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According to the mermaid, the so-called "training" is to teach Bai Ling to be familiar with the process.
Bai Ling had a strange expression on his face. He was wondering what was there to be familiar with in such a matter. He knew the steps clearly, and he could write down ten points of precautions. He also had rich practical experience...
After all, there are a lot of enemies who need to be executed every week. He just picks two that he likes and shoots them twice.
But Yu Chen's question stumped him.
"Birds are used to being held from behind when mating. This posture is more natural and comfortable. Have you ever been held?"
Bai Ling fell silent.
Hugging from behind... Of course not. He would never allow any dangerous alpha to emerge from behind him. If there was, he would have knocked out his teeth long ago.
As for putting your arms around him, with your chest and back touching and getting sweaty, that is absolutely forbidden.
Those alphas were his mortal enemies, each of them had blood on his hands, and he hated having any close contact with them. If it weren't for the complicated battlefield environment, the inability to resolve the false estrus by himself, and the collapse of the body's functions if it accumulated for too long, he would not bother to cause himself back pain.
The mermaid said in a tone of giving a child some scientific knowledge: "I prefer to hug you from behind. It's always better to let nature take its course."
Bai Ling's face felt hot and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
This kind of matter-of-fact tone, the attitude of discussing and arranging everything in advance, is simply embarrassing...
Only an old man could talk to him about this matter seriously without blushing or getting nervous.
"...I can do whatever I want. There's no need to go through so much trouble." Bai Ling tried to maintain a cold expression.
"Of course it is necessary," Yu Chen raised his handsome eyebrows and explained the pros and cons to him, "This will affect the quality of our future work."
"... I would say you should just take a bite."
Yu Chen pinched his smooth and tender belly, and heard a muffled groan:
"Be good. When you go out with me in the future, you will have to adjust your estrus period to coincide with my susceptible period. Your date will be moved forward a day, and your date will be moved back a day. This is also something I need to pay attention to in advance."
They were clearly discussing a serious matter, without a single word of obscenity, but Bai Ling's face turned red from cheeks to neck, and the palms of his hands and soles of his feet became hot.
It's just like a parent taking care of a child during their first menstrual period...
Although he complained in his heart, Bai Ling still posed silently. He turned back to take another look and saw that the other person was neatly dressed, with not a single wrinkle on the collar of his expensive handmade shirt.
The parent instructed: "Keep your shoulders flat, don't move during the journey, and try not to look back at me."
Bai Ling lay on the door panel, with her waist lifted up to fit the mermaid's height. He felt the strong chest muscles pressing against his back, and the mermaid's powerful heartbeat was "thump, thump", beating with a force that seemed to be able to smash through the ground.
The rhythm of the heartbeat seemed to be transmitted to the cerebral cortex through the bones, making him half awake and half dazed, and gradually he could only hear a rustling sound in his ears.
Then the sound became loud and buzzing, as if it was an echo from some empty place, constantly colliding, noisy and chaotic.
Just across the wall, workers from nearby factories walked into the corridor, exhausted and hunched over.
These men had cheap miniature interstellar radios attached to them, which enabled them to listen to the nightly programs for free. At this moment, the radio was playing a news talk show with its scratchy big speaker.
Bai Ling's waist and abdomen trembled, and a lot of static electricity was generated at the root of his thigh. He wanted to reach out to brush it away, but the other party grabbed it back forcefully and covered his mouth that was constantly breathing. At this time, he heard a vague interview voice in his ears -
"...Dr. Kinski, so you want to tell the audience that there is an asteroid entering the Empire and heading for the Wild Star, and this asteroid is named No. 1, right? Can I ask why it is named like this..."
The host was searching for adjectives when the expert picked up the topic expertly: "So careless? No, this is actually a common naming convention in the interstellar world. This is the first asteroid to enter the empire this year, so it is called No. 1."
"You just said that Asteroid No. 1 is experiencing repeated and regular friction with the atmosphere of the Wild Planet. I noticed that you used this term, [interlayer friction]."
"Yes, the interlayer rubs against the atmosphere, just like wrapping yourself in a layer of clothing."
The host suddenly realized, "It doesn't sound like there's any threat?"
The doctor smiled: "No, no, the atmospheric structure of the Wild Planet is different from that of the Imperial Planet. It is more fragile. After repeated friction like this, it will gradually accumulate energy. The further result is that the surface temperature of the planet will increase, and it will become very hot. And the residents will also panic..."
The host was puzzled and asked, “Why?”
"Because you don't know when No. 1 will peel off the obstacles and crash deeply into the herringbone valleys of the wild star. It may go deep into the ground. Those collisions are very strong and will create long channels, triggering lava explosions. The next period of time will continue for a long time, causing the temperature inside the planet to rise sharply, and even forming umbrella-shaped nodules under the crust."
The host was actually curious and excited: "So now the entire Wild Planet is repeatedly rising and falling in heat and panic?"
"Well, in principle, that's right." The doctor pointed out accurately, "But all this is still hypothetical. Before No. 1 enters the atmosphere, none of us knows what will happen specifically. Maybe a dead volcano buried deep under the glacier will suddenly erupt in large quantities. But so far, it's still at the stage of gradually intensifying friction."
Host: "Wow, that sounds really sad..."
The doctor smiled and said, "Yes, the people on the wild planet will constantly imagine the feeling of being invaded, and they will be tormented day and night until their cerebral cortex is paralyzed."
As the workers walked away, the noises faded. When the hand moved away from his lips, Bai Ling found that he couldn't even breathe and his whole body was swaying. The sweat on his back seeped through his vest, and it smelled wet and sour.
Obviously nothing happened, but the aftermath was more terrifying than a planetary impact.
If it weren't for the arms under his ribs supporting him, his legs would have weakened and he would have been unable to stand.
Yu Chen leaned over and kissed his sweaty forehead, praising him, "You performed very well."
Bai Ling only felt a cluster of electric sparks rising from the place where he kissed, violently passing through his limbs and bones, making his whole body sensitive and rippling with numbness as if he had a cramp.
Yu Chen said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Bai Ling was too ashamed to look him in the eyes.
Even if one's differentiation period has not yet passed and one cannot smell the pheromones, the strong smell of male animals in the air is enough to make one's blood boil.
The turbid smell of protein mixed with pheromones.
Bai Ling couldn't help shaking his hands and touched his lower back. There were deep and shallow marks on the skin there, which were caused by the zipper of the old man's trousers.
Like stamping him...
With a soft "click", the small incandescent light in the bathroom came on.
This small room has fallen into disrepair and the bathroom door cannot be closed tightly. Limited to a two-meter space, the toilet is placed very forward, and through the narrow gap in the door, one can see what's inside clearly.
Bai Ling shuddered all over and heard the sound of water hitting the inner wall of the ceramic.
The sound was extremely sustained, with a sense of calm and uprightness, like the firing of a javelin.
The three-finger-wide crack in the door formed a vertical line of light. Taking a quick glance, one could glimpse long golden hair hanging down like vines, and those wave-like curls were swaying slightly with the shaking of her arms. And those shoulders that are broad enough to be hung on, and those thighs that are full of muscle strength...
His sight suddenly burned and he hurriedly looked up. That dignified and solemn face just turned towards him, with the corners of his eyebrows slightly raised, and they exchanged a narrow gaze in the air.
peep? Spank you.
Bai Ling's legs trembled suddenly, and he felt the phantom heat for the first time. That’s right, it wasn’t a phantom pain, but a phantom heat, as if the non-existent leg was also bending invisibly, and the toes were so hot that they were about to dig two holes in the floor.
He heard Yu Chen put down the cushion, press the flush button, and wash his hands slowly in front of the basin.
For a moment, the turbid air was filled with the smell of cheap essence from soap bubbles.
However, Bai Ling had no time to smell it. The sound of water that lasted for half a minute was still echoing in his confused mind.
At this moment, curses and shouts came from the next room: "Get out of here, bitch! You female bird, don't think I don't know what you did in private, tell the truth, where did the money go..."
Yu Chen walked over, wiping his hands, and glanced casually. His little bird was looking lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about?"
The bird said in a trance: "I want to be your little female bird..."
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Bai Ling had no idea how he walked out of that basement.
As the saying goes, to treat a serious illness you need to fight poison with poison, and to defeat magic with magic. When he thought of that place now, all the shots needed to be blurred.
Although 99% of them are his extended imagination.
But this kind of connected imagination and speculation about events that were scheduled to happen in the future brought him into a confused state of excitement and anticipation.
...The old man really deserves to have lived for so many years. He is good at grasping psychology and atmosphere.
Bai Ling knew that this was a physical and psychological hint. Yu Chen was telling himself with a concrete gesture that he had absolute aggression and control, but he would not invade without permission.
Excellent male animals have a control that goes beyond their own self-control.
This is a sure-fire way to win the favor of females and attract their attention.
Sitting in the aircraft on the way back, Bai Ling's mind gradually calmed down.
The pitch-black portholes could not reveal the night view, but could only reflect the situation inside the cabin. He looked at the reflection in the glass and found Yu Chen leaning in the seat with his deep eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
In the middle of the night, a cyclone blew over, and the wings of the aircraft shook twice, neither lightly nor heavily. The depressed head drooped to one side. Seeing this, Bai Ling quickly put down the armrest between the two of them, helped the alpha to lean over, and let him sleep peacefully on his lap.
However, Yu Chen did not wake up until the aircraft stopped.
Bai Ling knew that he was always alert and had a light sleep. It was impossible for him to sleep so deeply during this nap. It was so deep that it seemed as if—
coma.
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