【Tea cloth ABO】feeding bottle, report and rose

Apaki opened the door, and there was a strange blond man standing outside the door. An off-road vehicle was parked beside the driveway, and a silver-haired man wearing sunglasses could be seen sitting in the driver's seat through the half-open window.

"Mr. Prosciutto?"

"Whoa, you look handsomer than I thought. Hey! Orange."

Proxiet slipped sideways into Bugarati's house, casually greeted Naranja who was building blocks on the living room carpet, and went straight to the second floor familiarly.

"Where is Mr. Bugarati now?" Apaji followed behind Proxiet, his words revealing deep worry.

The blond man turned his head and glanced at the man following him: "He's in the hotel now."

"Hotel?" Alpha couldn't help frowning.

"What's the matter?" Proxiet opened the cloakroom of Bugarati's bedroom, and Apaji stood at the door watching the blond man in front of him turn over his employer's clothes and throw them everywhere.

"Damn it... Where did he hide... Ah, I found it."

Proxiet came out carrying a small black suitcase, and Apache felt as if he had seen this before.

"Do you want to bring him medicine?" Alpha blocked the door, he stared at the box, for some reason his feet seemed to grow in place, and refused to budge.

"Medicine? Yes, I forgot if you didn't tell me. His estrus period has been fixed until he is abnormal, but this time it was earlier! It seems that he needs to see a doctor." Proxiet rubbed his chin thoughtfully Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked at Apache in front of him without blinking.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Do you want to go to the hotel for me?" the blond beauty said while raising the suitcase in her hand.

"Huh?!" The young college student was obviously stunned for a moment.

"No, no, no, no..." Apaki came back to his senses and hurriedly shied away, but when he thought of Mr. Bugarati lying alone on the hotel bed and experiencing unbearable emotions, he even thought about it. There is almost a scene where a strange Alpha pushes the door and enters.

"I... can't go."

"Is it 'can't' or 'don't want to'?" Proxieter suddenly changed his previous urgent approach, and instead began to tease with fun.

Apache closed his lips tightly and turned his head away without answering. With a "poof", Proxiet couldn't help laughing, and he patted the young man on the shoulder to express his comfort.

"It's done. He probably won't come back today, so I'll give you the child. But I also want to tell you some good news... But, I don't know if it's good news for you..."

The blond man deliberately pretended to be hesitant to speak, forcing Apache to ask, "What news?"

"Ah... Actually, it's not an important thing, but Bugara raised him..." Proxiet shook the small black suitcase in his hand, "He has been doing poorly DIY all the time."

The large bright windows are covered by floor-to-ceiling heavy curtains, and there is only one downlight in the aisle in the whole room trying to emit the only faint light.There was a knock on the door in the dimly lit room, and Proxiet ignored Bugarati, whose face was so black that he was smoking when he opened the door, the blonde Omega covered his nose as soon as he entered the door, and began to attack with disgust: "Smoke to death! "

Bugarati slammed the hotel door shut and strode forward to snatch the suitcase back from Proshut's hand.

"You're in such a good spirit?" The blond beauty looked up and down the man in front of her, "Have you started yet?"

"The first wave is over!" Bugarati hurriedly dumped his "toy" on the bed, "I don't know what I'm doing! It's so late."

"Oh my god! No way?" Prosciutte raised his voice artificially, "Buggarati, you are only in your early thirties this year, right? Can you survive a wave of passion with nothing but your hands? Then what is the difference between you and those uncles and aunts who are about to go through menopause?"

"Get out!" The black-haired Omega threw a toy on the bed at the person behind him, and Proxiet calmly avoided the attack and continued to speak.

"But let me be honest, DIY like this every time is not an option. How many times do you have estrus? Three times? Or five times?"

"...six times."

"Awesome, you survived all by yourself six times, why don't you find an Alpha to make a temporary mark? You smell it yourself," the blond beauty stretched out her hand and gestured around the room, "Your pheromones are going to explode !"

"...marked, others will smell it."

"What's the matter? Didn't we all come here like this when we were young? It's just a temporary mark, and the smell will dissipate after a few days. Or are you worried about your two cubs? They are still so young and can't smell it."

Bugarati didn't speak, he stared silently at the various sex toys scattered around the big bed in front of him.

"Ah!" Proxieter suddenly seemed to have a flash of inspiration. He put his arms around his chest and looked at the back of the black-haired Omega and lowered his voice, "Or are you afraid that your little nanny will smell it?"

Don't mention Apache!

Bugarati shouted in his heart.Almost instantly, he propped his hands on the bed as if he couldn't support it, and his two long legs began to tremble under the large bathrobe.

"However, if you are so worried about your 'reputation', you can also choose to have sex. Finding someone to fill you up is the same, but it takes longer."

There was the rustling sound of the other party taking out his pockets behind him. Now Buccarati had exhausted all his strength just to support himself standing. He had no extra strength to turn his head to monitor the other party's actions, so he could only look at the other party out of focus. Dizzy with a bed full of colorful toys.

"Don't smoke in my room."

"I don't smoke." Proxiet sat on the edge of the bed beside Bucciarati, leaned back to look at his face, "I quit smoking."

Bugarati turned his head and glanced at the other party. The blond beauty pulled out the stick in her mouth, which was a lollipop.

"I'm trying to get pregnant."

Die!Proxiet calmly stated the shocking conclusion, and Bugarati's pupils shrank in disbelief: "Didn't you say that you will never have children in your life?!"

"People change, kid." The blond Omega stuffed the lollipop back into his mouth, "I didn't want it before, but I want it now."

"Crazy." Bugarati cursed, and he felt deeply betrayed.Although he is now an adult who can barely be called "excellent", as an adult, he should know that what many people say a lot of times, even what the other party often says is not necessarily true .But he still remembers the days when the two young Omega were lying on their single beds in the dormitory, looking at the empty ceiling in the dark night, cursing those uneducated, worthless, useless alphas in society who felt redundant.Bugarati said that he wanted to be a lifelong non-marriage advocate, and Prosciut strongly agreed, and then married Risut, a new employee in the company's R&D department, in the second year.

"I have more than half a year of long-acting contraceptives left, and I can resell them to you at half price."

"roll!"

With his last strength, Bugarati smashed the nearest "toy" in the past.

Apache doesn't seem to be in a good mood today.

Mista followed the man's mountain bike on his little bike.Mista likes Apache's mountain bike very much, and thinks it's cool for a man to ride a bike!Although the mascot Naranja will be on the back seat most of the time.So Mista begged Bugarati to buy him a bicycle, and he also wanted to ride a bicycle like Apache.But for the sake of safety, Mista's children's bicycle has four wheels at Bugarati's insistence.

But despite having four wheels, Mista was happy.Every day after school, he hurriedly rode his small bicycle to wander around the community. He was also excited to ride to Giorno’s house at the first time, expressing that he would take him for a "ride", although this seemed to Mista The cool and romantic proposal was rejected on the spot by Mr. Jonathan, who accompanied Giorno, on the grounds that it was "too unsafe".

It must be because his bike has four wheels.Mista thought.No one's bicycle has four wheels.Fortunately, Giorno told him that as long as Mista learns to ride a bicycle well, he will be able to remove the two training wheels at the back in a short time, and then he will be able to ride a cool two-wheeled bicycle like Apache up.

"Apaki."

"Huh?" The silver-haired man lowered his head, and the little boy beside him was looking at him with a pair of big dark eyes.

"I think I can already, I can ride a bicycle with two wheels!"

"Ah, really." The babysitter's answer was a little absent-minded, which made Mista a little angry.

The boy puffed up his cheeks and said loudly, "You should help me remove the two rear wheels!"

Alpha frowned: "Well... If you want to start learning how to ride a two-wheeler, I have to ask your father first."

"why?"

"When you start riding a two-wheeled bicycle, you're going to fall."

"But I ride well on all four wheels."

"Four is better to ride than two," Apache said. "Two of you will be out of balance."

"Then...then let me ride yours first." Mista pointed to Apache's mountain bike and said, enviously staring at the stars in his heart, this is too cool!He will also ride a bicycle like this in the future, and then drive Giorno out to play, so that Mr. Jonathan won't say "it's not safe" anymore.

They parked the car next to the green belt of the community. Apaki picked up Mista and sat on his mountain bike stool. Mista excitedly held the bicycle that was completely different from his own. handlebars, then straightened my legs to push the pedals... couldn't.

The boy tried his best to stretch his little feet to reach the pedals, but he could only move them a few times with difficulty.

"Your car is too big! I can't reach it!"

"So I can only modify your own bicycle after your father agrees."

Apache lifted Mista off the mountain bike and put it back on his own stroller seat.

"Then I will tell Bugarati when I have dinner tonight."

Hearing that Apache got into the car again, he paused: "Mista, Mr. Bugarati won't be coming back for dinner tonight."

"Huh? Is he going to work overtime again?" the little boy asked.

"Well... there are some problems in the company, and your father needs to help solve them."

"Okay." The boy sighed, didn't complain too much, and seemed to be used to it.Apache felt a little distressed when he saw it. Sometimes he also hoped that the boys could complain to him a few more words. Although it might not change anything, it was better than letting the boys hold it in their hearts alone.Apache doesn't like kids who look old and out of their age.There are enough adults in the world, there is no need to add so many "little adults" who are forced to grow up.But he is also very clear why he hates such a child, probably such a child reminds Alpha of himself when he was a child.

"But you have to remember to ask him when he can remove my wheel!"

It's almost eleven o'clock.

Apache sits at the kitchen bar redrawing his CAD drawings.Damn it, I was called to the office by the teacher of the Waterfront Landscape class this morning, saying that there was a problem with the sewage drainage design of the wetland park project profile that he handed in last week. In the end, I happened to meet the class teacher and took him away again. Talk heart-to-heart, saying that many teachers have come to respond, and asked him if something happened at home recently?Will you bring children to class?Apache said that Naranja was very good and never disturbed everyone in class.But the class teacher said that once or twice can be forgiven, but Apache can't always bring children to class, the impact is not very good.

The silver-haired Alpha was very upset, and a lot of messes were thrown together. He just confessed to Mr. Bugarati last night and was rejected, and he was dragged into the office this morning for "criticism".Life is always like this, bad luck will hit you one after another once it starts.But by coincidence, another person came into the office, and it turned out to be Mr. Jonathan.It was only then that Apache found out that Giorno's father was a professor in the archeology department of the college next door.After understanding what happened, Mr. Jonathan made a guarantee for Apache. If there is any conflict between Apache's child-care time and the course, he can ask Naranja to come to his office.

Perhaps, as Mr. Bucciarati said, neither good nor bad things last forever.But just when Apache decided to straighten his mind and set off again, he received a call from Mr. Proshut.

I don't know why Mr. Bugarati's estrus period was earlier.But once in a while it's normal to be inaccurate, but he wanted to... tonight to apologize face-to-face with Mr. Bugarati.

Calm down, Apache felt that what he did last night might have been a little radical.When I told Shi Keyaluo about this in class today, I was immediately ridiculed by the other party.

"I haven't asked for Tichano's phone number yet, and you still want to hold hands and hug Bobo at once? Dreaming."

Apache was unhappy, he was very unhappy.He didn't know what kind of mentality he was in now, he just felt that he was probably finished.

After taking the call from Mr. Prosciutto, Alpha fell into unprecedented irritability.He locked himself in the yard and repeated the boring and boring digging work. Every time the shovel went down, it was as hard as a shovel on the head of a Nazi.He didn't know what he was digging, maybe it was a pond, or maybe it was the growing possessive desire in his heart.

But the good news is that before leaving, Prosciut told him that Mr. Bugarati has no friends with sex and has been doing DIY all the time.

Is this good news?Forget it.Apache thought, although he had already made all the necessary psychological preparations.Even if Mr. Bugarati has friends with benefits outside, he will not blame the other party.It didn’t happen before and it doesn’t happen now, after all, Bugarati is a normal Omega, and adults have physiological needs, especially when the brain is controlled by pheromones during estrus.What's more, Mr. Bugarati clearly refused his confession last night.So what are they related to?To put it bluntly, they have nothing to do with each other so far.

It's eleven o'clock.

Apache picked up the mobile phone beside him and opened the address book.If he wants to call Mr. Bugarati, he should call now, if it is later... what reason does he have in the middle of the night?

Yes, reason.He now has a pretty good reason, even though a little brainstorming shows it's not worth scrutinizing at all.But Mista said, told himself to ask Mr. Bucciarati when he could remove the rear wheel of his little bicycle.

Although no one would call in the middle of the night for such a reason.

Apaki's fingers rested on Bugarati's name, and time was still passing mercilessly.His mind has gone blank, save for the word "Bucciarati".

The room was still dark, and there was a small gasp coming from the wide quilt.Bugarati's head was swollen, and the blood all over his body rushed to his lower body.And the remaining sanity he tried to maintain was only enough to record the current wave of emotions.

What Prosciutto said was not unreasonable.When he was young, he was not considered a chaste person with a body obsession, perhaps because he now has Gedo and Naranja.It is too tiring to take care of the child, and it consumes his remaining energy and can no longer go out to have fun.what about now?What is the reason after handing over the child to the nanny?Is it his sense of responsibility as a father?Is he going to set an example?But what did he do wrong? He is legally single and has no control over his private life, so why?Why did it become like this?

The phone rings.Hell, who would call himself at a time like this?Even if it was Diablo, Buccarati decided to yell at the other party the moment the connection was made.

"Mr. Bucciarati!"

He actually connected!Apaki sat on the bar chair with his mobile phone in his hand, and his free hand nervously tugged at the poor fabric on his thigh.

"...Mr. Bucciarati?"

After not receiving a response for a long time, Alpha settled down and listened carefully to the movement on the other side of the phone.But apart from the slight sound of electric current, he was so quiet that he couldn't even hear his breathing clearly.

"Mr. Bugarati, are you okay? Do you want me to find you now?" Apache was anxious, he stood up from the bar chair, as if he was ready to go immediately.The metal chair legs rubbed violently against the floor, making a series of harsh noises.

"Apaki!" Mr. Bugarati's voice finally came from the phone, "...don't...come here."

Damn, Bugarati never dreamed that Apache would call himself.Maybe it's a habit among young people. Even if the other party needs to contact me on weekdays, they prefer to use WhatsApp or send text messages.If you saw the name of the caller before answering and knew it was Apache... Bugarati would not answer it.

Because now... he can't hear this person's voice at all.

"..." Apakki stood in place, his palms were propped on the cold marble table, his knuckles turned white with force, "Are you okay?"

There was the sound of fabric rubbing on the other end of the phone, and the excessive silence made Alpha temporarily determine that Mr. Bucciarati should be the only one there.

Omega got out of the quilt, and he was suddenly a little thankful that he didn't use those things that made noise now.He wanted to sit up straight on the bed and talk to Apache, but when he turned over, he crushed the toy that was still in his body.

Hearing the other party's sudden heavy breathing, Apaki realized what Mr. Bugarati might be doing at the moment, and the young college student couldn't help blushing rapidly.

"Sorry, did I bother you..."

I beg you!Don't say that!Bugarati shouted from the bottom of his heart, you just know it yourself, why do you still want to provoke me by saying it!

Omega obviously felt that his body suddenly excitedly secreted more fluid, and he could already imagine how much cleaning fee would be added when he checked out and paid for the room tomorrow morning.

"What's the matter?"

Bugarati held on and spoke in the calmest tone.

"Mista wants me to ask you, he wants to learn to ride a two-wheeled bicycle, when can his training wheels be removed?"

"It doesn't matter when! This kind of thing..." Bugarati was on the verge of collapse, "This kind of thing...you don't need to call me now."

"...I'm sorry, but I just..." Apaki gritted his teeth, he lowered his head, his long silver hair hanging down his sides covered Alpha's face.

"I just want to know who you are with."

This innocent little Alpha!The shameless little bastard!Bugarati tugged hard on the bed sheet at hand, he was in estrus now, so he was already susceptible, and Apaki even told him this! Omega's tunnel is shrinking violently, and now even the lacrimal gland is too.Once in heat, it is easy to lack water, and this little bastard is here to add to the chaos!

"……only myself."

But he still answered obediently, and even used an extremely gentle tone for fear that this bastard little Alpha would feel uncomfortable!Bugarati scolded himself in his heart for being shameless, but he couldn't stop being happy when he heard the obviously cheerful voice from the opposite side.

"Then... ok! When will you be back?"

"Tomorrow morning, I'm tired, let's do this first."

"Yes! Good night, sir."

As soon as he threw away the phone, Bugarati immediately sank into the soft bed. Omega screamed silently and involuntarily, he was finished, he knew he was finished after this short call with Apache which was less than a minute.His body has clearly told him that he is not an ordinary early estrus, he was induced by this little Alpha to be in estrus.

Bugarati's body is telling his master that he likes Apache, and he likes it very much.

-TBC-