[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

"The success rate is not [-]%. You have to be mentally prepared first. I can only say, try it."

The topic ended here, Qianqiu didn't ask for anything, but he didn't have the interest to continue watching the slaves fight, so he got up and walked towards the exit.Danlong hurriedly followed, and naturally said a few irrelevant words, trying to make Qianqiu stop thinking about Yinque for the time being.

Whether it's a man or a silver bird, once one's own feelings are mixed in, it becomes difficult to see through the essence of the matter.

But Danlong is different - he is an outsider, and he can clearly see everything about the two of them from a high place.

As soon as they got back to Yin's house, the two of them saw Yin Kezheng and the old man walking in the yard and talking.Dan Long leaned close to Qian Qiu's ear and lowered his voice, "Yin Ke seems to be here to monitor you for the old man, you still have to be careful."

"He..." The man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled disdainfully, "He has nothing to worry about, I've already sent someone to investigate."

"Then I'm going back upstairs." Danlong said.

"No, you go to my courtyard." Qianqiu said, "Go and see Cheng Yinque. Even if you don't do anything for the time being, you should find a way to let him eat something."

"If I had a way, I would have used it a long time ago..."

Having said that, Danlong still followed Qianqiu to the west courtyard.Zhiyu, who used to manage many servants, now wears a black finger cot on her left hand, so that her hand without the little finger will not be too ugly; she is watering the flowers, taking care of dozens of plants in the flower garden very carefully and Camellia without flower buds.Dan Long suddenly said: "Aren't you going to let Zhiyu continue to take care of Yinque?"

"She's not loyal enough."

"I think you should let Zhiyu take care of him." Danlong said, "Trust me."

"talk later."

The scene in the west courtyard was still the same - four subordinates were guarding the door of the bedroom, people were guarding the stairs, and several passages leading to the courtyard were guarded.Saying this is Qianqiu's residence, it would be better to say that this is a prison where only Cheng Yinque is imprisoned.

The two of them stepped up the stairs one after the other, and immediately someone came over to report the situation to Qian Qiu.Yinque is still unable to eat. From the beginning, he was able to walk around the room a few times, but now he can't leave the bed completely. He doesn't know whether he is asleep or awake every day. Except for going to the toilet, he just lies on his side on the bed.He neither made noise, nor spoke, nor struggled, as if he had fully accepted the tragic situation.

"...Just finished the infusion, and fell asleep for an hour." The subordinate said, and handed over a stack of documents, "This is just delivered, including the materials from Master Ke..."

"You guys go to rest first, and come back to watch after two hours."

When the man opened the door, Danlong was still sighing softly: "I always feel that you are torturing yourself, not torturing him...!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was startled by the smell of pheromone coming out of the crack in the door.It is the unique smell of Omega in the passion period. The sweet and astringent licorice smell becomes rich and sticky, like insoluble honey, enough to seduce any Alpha to lose self-control.

Qian Qiu slammed the door shut: "Have you taken an inhibitor?"

"I have so many bed partners," Danlong chuckled, "is it necessary to use inhibitors?"

"...then you go first and come back tomorrow."

"Oh——" Dan Long playfully dragged out the ending, "Then I won't bother you."

"Get out." Qianqiu said, turning her head to look at the servants guarding the stairs, "Immediately buy special inhibitors and bring them here, Omega uses them."

"Yes."

-

Behind that door, the man was completely overwhelmed by an astonishingly rich pheromone.The Omega on the bed was hiding in the quilt, only a few strands of hair were exposed, the man could faintly see that he was trembling, the amplitude was small but the frequency was very high.

Qianqiu has always been very cautious about the hot period - no one can tell if there will be a blind Omega who wants to climb the big tree of the Yin family by relying on sex in bed. In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening to the greatest extent, he Inhibitors are always taken regularly and quantitatively at one time.

Now, Yinque's pheromone can't affect him.

But his mind was somewhat against his will, and many charming and cruel thoughts emerged from the scent of licorice.

He could wait for Silversparrow to crave his comfort.

He can mark the other person when he is completely dominated by desire.

He could even let him conceive his own child, that would be the best proof of how Cheng Yinque was ruined by him, like a cheap whore.

But Qianqiu didn't want to do this, so he asked his subordinates to buy the inhibitor immediately.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down lightly, just like every night before when Silver Sparrow fell asleep early and he returned late at night, he sat beside Silver Sparrow gently and without making any sound.

And Omega trembled violently.

"...Is it uncomfortable?" He asked deeply, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

Yinque turned his back to him, his hands were still behind his back under restraint; his face was so red that it was unreasonable, and the previous weakness was swept away, replaced by a mouth-watering color.During the rapid and messy breathing, the mouth opened and closed like a fish stranded on the beach; the skin around his neck was also red, and the blood vessels were slightly protruding, and the black collar and the dark green emerald made it even more tempting to bite.

It is somewhat regrettable not to be able to see Yinque's eyes at this moment.

He bowed his waist, as if he wanted to completely shrink himself into an invisible shell, and Qianqiu could feel the heat radiating from his whole body without touching it.

This scene should be full of eroticism, and it should make Alpha lose control.

But Qianqiu couldn't suppress the chaotic images that kept flashing in his mind—the trap in the dark, the cold moonlight, the smell of blood, and Yinque sobbed, "I don't want to die. If I die, I'll have nothing."

The urge to protect the Omega in front of him almost stung him.

-

It was many years ago that I first felt the pleasure of teasing the weak.

He stood in front of the beggar with a steamed bun. It was a beggar woman with a haggard face who was not surprised to die at any time, and she was holding a baby who didn't know whether she was dead or alive.The servants told him that these were refugees who fled because of the famine in the north.The opening relief of the imperial family does not contain much sincerity, and there are very few refugees who can be saved. It is normal for people to starve to death on the streets like this.

He was still a boy of sixteen or seventeen, and for some reason he stopped in front of the woman for a long time.

The female beggar didn't even have the strength to beg, she could only rely on inertia to crawl at Qianqiu's feet, begging him to give her half a steamed bun with actions.The boy smiled heavily, and asked her what she was willing to pay for this steamed bun.

The beggar was unable to answer, so he could only kowtow heavily, until his forehead was bloody.

As long as people want to live, they don't care about anything.Dignity, freedom, desire...anything that seems impossible to give up is indistinct in front of the survival instinct.

"If I say, give me your child, I'll give you this steamed bun, do you want more?" the teenager asked her.

The woman nodded hurriedly.

"I'll have him thrown into the sea, do you want more?"

The woman hesitated for half a second, or even less, then nodded.

Qian Qiu sneered, and handed over the steamed bun in his hand.When the woman was picking up the steamed buns, the servants followed his wishes and took away the undisturbed baby.The woman shoved the steamed bun into her mouth in embarrassment and bit off a large piece, chewed it whole twice and then swallowed it down.As she ate, she watched the child being carried to the coast not far away, tears streaming down her face.

She burst into tears, ate the steamed buns she begged for, and cursed vaguely: "You will go to hell! You will go to hell!..."

The weak struggle to survive, contradictory and painful; but he can stand by and watch with a smile.

He has come out of the cage, he has won over his brothers and sisters, so he can stand here as a born strong.

"Then I'll return the child to you, and you return the bun to me." The boy said, motioning for the servants to take the child back.The weak and dying baby was stuffed back into the woman's hand, and the remaining half of the steamed bun was forcefully pulled out from the woman's mouth.

The boy said: "I don't know if I will go to hell, but I know you are in hell now."

"No, no! Please, please give me some more food..."

Only by watching them struggle in pain, Qianqiu has the real feeling that he has walked out of hell.

-

He was no longer sixteen or seventeen years old, with expressions of joy and anger, and the suffering Omega in front of him was not that dirty beggar either.

He is much more tolerant to Yinque than to that beggar—as long as Yinque says "discomfort" now, he doesn't even need to beg, just say "give me the inhibitor", and he will definitely inject him to calm his passion period pain of.

In his depths, something is restless, almost breaking the laws he has been living by.

If you want to ask when the seeds of feelings were planted, Qianqiu knows very well that it was when he saw Yinque for the first time in the Red Leaf Pavilion.He and the other "Qianqiu" seem to be two halves of split souls, always tearing each other up and fighting for victory when facing Yinque.

Hearing the man's words, Yinque hoarse and held her breath with great difficulty: "...Are you planning to take advantage of this time to be violent to me again; you can only satisfy your desire to win in this way, because you know... "

The corner of Omega's mouth turned up, and he paused for a deep breath: "Except that you are an Alpha and I am an Omega, you can't beat me with anything."

Qian Qiu pinched his chin violently, forcing him to turn his face: "I will untie you now, and call all the Alphas in the West Court, guess what will happen?"

"Ah..." Alpha's touch made Yinque gasp, and the man's pheromone suddenly hit him and entered his consciousness.

Passion will come more violently.

He trembled so badly that he rolled over and lay down unconsciously, rubbing against the bed.

"You, you can do this," Yinque said, "You can do whatever you want, Yin Qianqiu...do you think this can still hurt me? Heh, heh, I've long...don't care...but you, Are you in pain?"

"..."

"Looking at the master you swear to be loyal, the master you love, becoming what he is now," his smile was weak and forced, but his words pierced Qianqiu's heart with incomparable precision, "How is it, does it hurt? I know... …know why you saved me."

"..."

"Because you love me, you don't want me to die," Yinque said, "I only figured it out recently... Haha, Yin Qianqiu, you are so funny."

"Okay, well said, as expected of you." The man sneered, just when the knock on the door came, the subordinate reported outside that "the inhibitor was bought".

"Come in."

As Qianqiu said, he stretched out his hand and pulled off Yinque's blindfold.

There was mist in those eyes, as if they were about to cry because they couldn't bear the pain; their gazes met, and the man looked arrogant, his eyes like a bloodthirsty beast.He roughly tore off the hemp rope on Silver Sparrow's wrist, and saw the frayed red marks on the white skin.

The subordinate handed the inhibitor to him, and withdrew without saying a word.

"You want it, right." The man shook the syringe in front of Yinque's eyes, then clenched his fists tightly.

Before Yinque could move, the syringe was crushed into pieces, the inhibitor mixed with Qianqiu's blood and slid down his arm. Alpha's pheromone no longer converges, occupying this space unscrupulously.

Yinque was out of breath, staggered and crawled on the bed, trying to stay away from Qianqiu.

The chain clanged, and the man grabbed his ankle and dragged him violently onto the bed.

"I won't do anything this time," Qianqiu said, "I'll wait patiently for you to beg me, I swear."

[The author has something to say]: There is a paragraph of R at the end... the old rules... I am too lazy to write...