Fouls Prohibited

The Huo family's main house is an hour's drive from Chu's house, and the location is closer to the city center. It is also closer to the private school that Ye Ci is currently studying, so it is more convenient to go to school.

The main building where the previous patriarchs lived has been weather-beaten, but it does not appear to be in decline. Instead, it has precipitated the dignity of generations of famous families. Two auxiliary buildings for servants are attached to the two sides of the main house, hidden among fountains, grasslands and well-trimmed garden shrubs. In comparison, Chu Wenlin's house looks a bit shabby.

Ye Ci got out of the car, and several servants ran out to carry the luggage quietly. The housekeeper, Uncle He, smiled kindly. He got Huo Tinglan's instruction, and he was afraid that Ye Ci would be uncomfortable listening, so he deliberately didn't use post-marital titles like "Mr." To the bedroom specially refurbished for him.

The size of this bedroom is more than double that of the small guest room in the Chu Residence. It is said to be redecorated, but the main changes are furniture and furnishings, using top-level environmentally friendly materials, and a professional team was hired to remove harmful substances from the decoration. , even Alpha's dog nose can't smell the slightest smell.

The main colors of light blue and warm gray reveal a simple and clean youthful feeling. The central air-conditioning smart home is all available, and there are separate areas for rest, entertainment, and study in the bedroom. This is Huo Tinglan's meaning - Ye Ci is new here, what he lacks and what he wants to do, he may not dare to say, if the bedroom is more functional, he will be less embarrassing.

There are several brand-new skateboards hanging on the background wall behind the bed. On the left side of the display cabinet is a row of signed F1 car models, and there is even a F1 car god’s signature helmet that was auctioned by Sotheby’s in Paris last year. On the right side, they are neatly stacked. There is a stack of painted models such as mech racing cars, which have not been opened. A huge projection screen hangs on the wall opposite the bed, which is connected to several game consoles. In the study area, there is a row of light-colored ash bookshelves against the wall. The books are half full, mostly Chinese and foreign classics and various high school learning materials. …

There are a lot of things in the bedroom, but they are complicated and not chaotic. Every detail is trying to please a boy of Ye Ci's age... no, it's like precisely trying to please Ye Ci himself.

Ye Ci was in a daze, and glanced into the room a few times. He liked everything here, but he just stood stiffly at the door of the room, motionless.

He didn't really think that such a well-furnished bedroom would have anything to do with him.

"This is your room. I asked someone to redesign it." The design was made by Huo Tinglan himself, and he was familiar with every corner and corner. The furniture and furnishings in the room, bedding and books, even the clothes, shoes and socks in the cabinet...everything, big or small, is selected by him personally. In order to avoid Ye Ci's doubts, he glanced slowly, pretending to be unfamiliar, "I don't know what a little boy of your age likes, and time is short, so I will let someone watch and make arrangements. If you need anything, you can tell me, no need Cautious..." He said, seeing Ye Cichu not moving at the door, a pair of black eyes under the browbones of Ying straight looked over, said: "Come in."

Ye Ci didn't want to look timid, so he straightened his waist and stepped in. After a while, he was discouraged again, and he didn't know where to step.

He knew that according to the marriage agreement, he would live in Huo's house for a long time, and he was not allowed to propose a separation until Huo Tinglan's condition stabilized. After three to five years of living, he would always have to live there. He also knew that for Huo Tinglan, renovating the room was nothing but peace It's about the following order, but in his opinion, this kind of treatment is still too... grand.

So grand that he was at a loss.

Seeing that Ye Ci was so cautious that he was about to become a sculpture, Huo Tinglan thoughtfully stopped staying, and after a few simple confessions, he took Uncle He away and closed the door behind him.

Ye Ci watched him leave, and noticed that the door frame of this bedroom was also equipped with the kind of anti-theft buckle that is common in hotels. I don't know if it was in every bedroom in Huo Zhai or Huo Tinglan had seen through his defenses. He sleeps at night with peace of mind and puts it on him alone... as if emphasizing that he won't do anything at night.

It should be...not so.

Ye Ci scratched his hair impatiently, panicking inexplicably ashamed.

…

Uncle He left first in order to prepare dinner. Huo Tinglan replaced a few cooks some time ago, and now these chefs are all hired by Uncle He from other places with high salaries according to his instructions. Not long after they started working, Uncle He was worried, and used to stare at them when preparing meals in the morning, afternoon and evening.

Huo Tinglan didn't leave, and stood quietly outside Ye Ci's room.

After coaxing and deceiving, I finally got it home.

...like abducting a child.

The corners of Huo Tinglan's lips twitched, a little self-deprecating.

The little Omega, which is in the early stage of secondary differentiation, still has weak pheromones, and can only vaguely catch a thin ray of vanilla's warmth and sweetness from the crack of the door.

The taste of Yeci in memory.

Huo Tinglan took a deep breath, silently pressed his forehead against the door, and stroked the door panel with his fingertips, as if stroking the thin back of a teenager.

As a top Alpha, Huo Tinglan's five senses are extremely keen, and he can clearly hear the subtle noises Ye Ci made in the bedroom.

Ye Ci was strolling around, with the mentality of being dependent on others, his steps were very light, like a kitten, he walked and stopped curiously.

He was very greedy for the things in the display cabinet, but he just stood there and looked at them for a long time. When his eyes were full, he honestly went back to the writing desk in the reading area and took out the books from his schoolbag. Reference books are stacked on the table one by one.

Then, there was a soft sigh.

The rustle of pages turning.

The click sound of pressing the ballpoint pen.

Probably changed to a new environment, couldn't read the book for a while, and the movement in front of the desk stopped after a while.

Then, there was a soft sound of zipper zigzag sliding and polyester fabric rubbing against each other in the room.

This is... undressing.

It may be to change into a comfortable home clothes.

Huo Tinglan closed his eyes.

He shouldn't be here anymore.

The loving time of those five years of marriage has vanished, and it only exists in his memory. To Ye Ci, he is just a strange Alpha now, but he stands across the door, harboring an ulterior motive. Eros, eavesdropping on the secret whispers caused by the rubbing of fabrics in the room... This is too dull, like an old hooligan. Huo Tinglan was belittling himself, but his feet had taken root. A pair of well-pressed suit trousers were firmly stuck in place, and he was dressed like a hooligan.

At this time, Ye Ci's clothes were half changed, and he stopped suddenly.

There was another sound of kitten-like light footsteps, getting closer and closer.

Huo Tinglan held his breath, and was about to back away, but suddenly there were two crisp sounds from behind the door... The door was locked, and the anti-theft button was buckled, Ye Ci did it in one go.

"..."

Huo Tinglan was slightly taken aback, then sneered.

Is this... afraid that he will rush in?

Huo Tinglan's chest was burning hot, and he heaved and fell rapidly twice, as if someone had caught a glimpse of an unspeakable wishful thinking.

—he did.

…

The next day, Ye Ci rarely got up late.

Seeing that it was almost time to go out, but there was no movement in Ye Ci's bedroom, the housekeeper, Uncle He, had no choice but to knock on the door himself to wake him up.

Breakfast was ready, Ye Ci hurriedly washed and changed, sat down at the table listlessly, and rubbed his foggy eyes.

He hadn't rested well last night, his sleep was light and fragmented.

Years of insecure life made it take him longer than ordinary people to get used to the new environment, and his nerves were tense after falling asleep. The first night he changed places would definitely not sleep well.

Ye Ci's breakfast was already set on the dining table.

Huo Tinglan knows Ye Ci's preferences like the back of his hand: he eats more than the average Omega, prefers meat, especially fish, shrimp and crabs and other sea food, loves sweets, likes tropical fruits, and can't stop eating the ripe pineapple custard ...The back kitchen got a detailed list, and two small workers got up before dawn to disassemble the crabs, and took out three small pots of fresh crab ingredients, which were steamed for two by the national first-class pastry chef Huo Tinglan specially recruited. There are three kinds of fillings: Xiaolongbao, crab powder, crab roe and crab cover, each with its own fragrance. Uncle He originally wanted to ask for credit, but he didn't expect Ye Ci to be less interested in steamed buns, so he restrained his eyes and only went to scoop up fish porridge.

After scooping up a bowl, he buried himself in the porridge and picked up some side dishes with chopsticks.

"Young Master Ye doesn't like crabs?" Uncle He asked anxiously.

That's not what Huo Tinglan made in the list for the back kitchen.

"...It's okay." Ye Ci said vaguely.

Uncle He has served the Huo family for most of his life, and he has a clear mind. He can see that this young master Ye has an extraordinary position in the heart of the Patriarch, and he dare not neglect him at all. I did it just thinking you would like it..."

Ye Ci hummed lightly, but continued to eat porridge and vegetables.

Uncle He was in a dilemma when he saw Huo Tinglan walking down the second floor into the dining room.

He should have just taken a shower, the hair on his forehead naturally fell down, and he was extremely black due to the humidity. His face was handsome and eye-catching, and the wrists protruding from the cuffs of the bathrobe had bulging blue veins. He was in the state after getting up in the morning and exercising.

—Those desires that are particularly squirming and churning in the early morning must have an outlet.

Ye Ci buried his head in his food, pretending he didn't notice anyone coming, but his ears were almost pricked up, like a rabbit who found an eagle at the mouth of a cave.

After exercising, Alpha's pheromone concentration will temporarily increase, and the overbearing agave fragrance will burn Ye Ci's exposed skin, turning red from overstimulation.

Facing the highly erosive pheromones of A+ grade Alphas, even Omega that fits 100% needs a period of adaptation.

"Morning." Huo Tinglan's eyes lightly fell on the tips of Ye Ci's red-hot ears.

Ye Ci swallowed a big mouthful of porridge with difficulty, and pretended to be calm: "...Morning."

Huo Tinglan looked at Ye Ci who was so nervous that he couldn't even eat, he couldn't bear it for a while, and was about to avoid it, but Ye Ci pushed the bowl, stood up abruptly, and said inarticulately: "I... finished eating."

In a hurry, he couldn't bear to waste food, so he drank up the bowl of porridge that he dipped his spoon in, and devoured the last few sips, his cheeks bulging slightly.

"This is the end of the meal..." Huo Tinglan paused, scanned the two drawers of steamed buns that had not been touched by a single chopstick, was slightly taken aback, had a guess in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, and only wrote lightly, "So How about picky eaters?"

"Yes," Ye Ci hurriedly grabbed his schoolbag, "I'm going to be late."

He was used to living a poor life. He was short of material since he was a child, and his mother's huge medical expenses weighed heavily on his heart. His future was uncertain...Occasionally seeing such expensive and exquisite food, he dared not touch it.

He is afraid of remembering the taste of good things, and will always miss them in the future.

If you have more desires, you will not be so strong.

"Don't be in such a hurry, tell the driver to drive faster," Huo Tinglan looked at him, his heart softened, "Bring some milk and fruit to eat on the way..."

Uncle He chased after him and stuffed Ye Ci with the bottled milk and sealed box that had been prepared in advance. In the box were cut fruits, cored, peeled and cut into small pieces. slip.

If it weren't for politeness, I'm afraid running would have the effect of a 100-meter sprint.

Huo Tinglan heaved a long sigh.

Ye Ci's wariness seems to be stronger than in his previous life.

But those blue and white eyes that kept sneaking glances at him were much more lively than in the previous life.

Timidly, but also brightly, the two clusters of flames burning in the pupils have not been extinguished.

…

On the other side, Ye Ci got into the car, sat in the back seat and managed to catch his breath.

Faintly, the aggressive agave fragrance still lingers in the nose.

He lowered the car window a crack and looked down at the sealed box that he had received at some point.

He didn't eat enough in the morning, and his stomach was still half empty. After hesitating, he opened the lid and looked at the fruit inside.

He had never seen the milky white lumpy pulp, and it smelled a bit like pineapple.

Ye Ci picked up a piece suspiciously and turned it left and right.

…what?

Ten minutes later, the car slowly parked diagonally opposite the school gate, and the driver walked around to the back row to open the door: "Young Master Ye, we're here."

In the back seat of the car, Ye Ci glanced at the driver, as if waking up from a dream.

Immediately, he wiped off the pineapple custard milk white juice from the corner of his lips, and hurriedly stuffed an empty box into his schoolbag as if guilty.

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Uncle Huo racked his brains to feed the vigilant little homeless~

Feed fat and eat meat (bushi

"Uncle Huo's Cub Raising Notes"

…The appetite is larger than the average Omega, and he prefers meat, especially seafood such as fish, shrimp, and crab.