[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

"Little Si, she and Boss are compatriots. I don't get in touch with her very much, and I can't say I hate her. But this is right. Xiao Si has always been favored by the emperor, and he values ​​reputation and has no brains. If it is true Like you said, Yin Qiansui marked her before getting married, maybe he will commit suicide....Taste this, a tribute from the Southwest Islands."

"...I don't like eating grapes." Danlong smiled with downcast eyes, "I have to wash my hands later."

"Hey, try one." Without further ado, the other party handed the half-peeled grape to Danlong's lips.

This is the palace, the residence of the third prince.

Danlong was wearing a velvet nightgown, basking in the sun with the man on the balcony decorated with flowers.All the servants were sent away, and they were the only ones in the huge room; Danlong really didn't like grapes, but after the man softly coaxed him, he still opened his mouth to take it.

The third prince smiled in satisfaction, casually wiped the stained juice on the silk, and continued: "Is this the idea that Cheng Yinque came up with? How cruel, I'm even interested in him."

"Then I advise His Highness not to, it is Qianqiu's Ni Lin, and it cannot be touched."

"Don't think too much," the man chuckled, "I don't need such an eye-catching Omega. After all, if I help Yin Qianqiu mess up his brother's marriage, will he switch to me?"

"As long as the old man is still alive, he should not be able to switch." Danlong said, "But think about it, Your Highness, if Yin Qiansui is really engaged to the fourth princess, he will be the next successor of the Yin family; The money will flow into the pocket of the second prince, which is not a good situation for you."

"Of course I know." The third prince paused thoughtfully, before turning to talk about other things, "...you come to me every few days, won't Yin Qianqiu get suspicious."

"I didn't betray him. Besides, I'm helping him find out the feasibility. If such a big event happens on the day of the engagement, I believe the scene will be very exciting." Dan Long brushed his forehead and changed his hand to get a cigarette on the glass coffee table. The movements were skillful and relaxed, "...Phew, I wasn't interested in the money and power, you know."

"That's a pity, you just like me, and my whole life is inseparable from power." The man stretched out his hand to Danlong, and he leaned over knowingly, looking cute.

The usually braided braids are now loose, and the soft hair has a faint mint fragrance.

Danlong squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling the light and heat of the sun.

"Cheng Yinque is a character. I have wooed Cheng or not a few times, but he passed in ambiguously." The third prince put his arms around him and said casually, "Since Yin Qianqiu values ​​him so much, what if he switches to me? Er wants him too, this is interesting."

"...Who knows? Let's not talk about him. You can watch the show when you get engaged." Danlong said, "Wait a while, can I take some of the grapes home?"

"You can take it with you if you want, and you can even vacate my place."

-

"Here, the most famous tattoo artist in Wangdu; this is the manuscript she drew before, and I brought it along with you, second brother, can you take a look?" Yin Ke suddenly pressed the stack of drawings on the document that Qianqiu was looking at Above, "But the price is a bit expensive."

Qian Qiu raised his head, frowned and sneered: "Didn't uncle teach you to knock on the door before entering someone else's room?"

"Haha, I guess you don't seem to be such a person who cares about small things, right brother."

The man looked at Yin Ke's smile in front of him, and then glanced at the middle-aged woman behind him who also had no decent temperament.The sketches in his hand were really good, he flipped through them casually, and there were a few colorful flower design drawings that were very beautiful.If Yin Ke could learn to knock on the door before entering, he might have a better impression of this distant brother.

Seeing that Qian Qiu didn't speak, Yin Ke took the cigarette from his table presumptuously. After lighting it, he took a puff and began to cough violently: "...What kind of smoke is this, it's so choking...cough cough..."

Only then did he see "BASA" written on the cigarette pack, which is not a very unusual type.

Many old smokers like this, the taste is as wild as burning tobacco leaves directly.Of course Yin Ke, who likes fruity scents, doesn't like it, but Yin Qianqiu's ability to smoke this cigarette is also very strange.

"...you have nothing else to do, just do what you should do, don't dawdle in front of my eyes." Qianqiu said, "The tattoo artist stays here, you go."

"I thought that if I did a good job for you, you would treat me better." Yin Ke didn't feel insulted, and turned around to the door with a smile, raised his hand and waved, "Then I'll go for two minutes first." elder brother."

Qian Qiu ignored him, closed the documents on the table casually, gathered the drawings and handed them back to the tattoo artist: "Follow me."

The other party was obviously used to seeing these young masters from rich families, so he just nodded indifferently.

The tattoo artist is also an Alpha, wearing a tight tube top and exposing his well-worked abs.Qianqiu arranged for someone to search her body to confirm that there were no suspicious props; after that, she was injected with a blocker to prevent the pheromone release from affecting Yinque.

"Boss Yin, it's so troublesome, I want to pay more." The tattoo artist said, "I've taken inhibitors before I came here, and it won't matter if I don't use this thing."

"It's the rule."

"...Okay, then where do you want to stab?"

"You'll find out later."

-

At this time, it was just after ten o'clock in the morning, and Yinque usually took a walk or watered the flowers in the atrium of the west courtyard, or lay on the reclining chair to read the poetry collections of unknown literati.Yinque doesn't like reading books - when he was still married, he was so busy that the only words he could see were contracts and reports listing the terms and conditions.Qianqiu knew that he just had nothing to do, but was hopelessly fascinated by his appearance when he read a book quietly.

"Second young master..." Zhiyu was the first to notice the man's arrival, but Yinque didn't seem to hear it, and didn't even turn his head.

He is eating grapes.

The crystal clear grapes were half peeled at his fingertips.Under the sun, the purple juice of the grapes stained his fingertips, and Yinque didn't stop until the man came over, and stuffed the grapes into his mouth.He chewed, the grape juice moistened his usually dry lips, and the sun reflected the seductive light.

Just looking at it like this, Qianqiu felt that the grapes should be very sweet.

"...I thought you were going out." Omega put his fingertips into his mouth and licked off the sweet juice without paying much attention, "Aren't you busy today?"

"It's okay." The man stood still beside him, "Where did you get the grapes? Did you send someone to buy them?"

"Danlong sent it, saying it was given to him by someone else, but he doesn't like to eat grapes." Yinque said, picked one off, peeled off the skin with dexterous fingers, and handed it to Qianqiu, "It's very sweet, you eat it." One."

The headquarters of the empire does not produce grapes at all, and only the southwestern islands have them if they want to eat them.However, the time required for shipping by sea is enough to rot all the grapes picked from the vine, and the cost of keeping them fresh is much more expensive than the grapes themselves.

Qianqiu thought about this matter for a while, and immediately thought of the person Danlong likes—the other party did not deliberately hide this matter, but he never revealed it. who.

The man leaned over to take it with his mouth, and the moment he bit the flesh, the sweet juice exploded on his taste buds: "...not bad. Yin Ke hired a tattoo artist, and I want her to tattoo a pattern on your body."

Qian Qiu's eyes fell on his ankle, the intention was very obvious.

Yinque followed his gaze and looked, the tangled new meat was indeed a bit ugly.He quickly withdrew his eyes, lowered his eyes and continued to eat grapes, his eyes were indifferent but the corners of his mouth turned up: "I have the right to refuse?"

After Yinque forgot those grievances with him, his tone returned to the previous state. Whether it was a show of favor or meaningless chat, even if the voice was not loud, it was difficult to conceal the toughness in his tone. It's like giving orders.

The more he laughed, the more dangerous he became.

"Yes." The man said, "I'm just asking for your opinion."

"I'm afraid of the pain."

Qianqiu thought it was a refusal, and was about to ask Zhiyu to go over and send him away; but Omega squinted at him, and said, "Tell me to be gentle."

The location was chosen in an unoccupied guest room in the west courtyard. Yinque sat on a temporarily moved recliner, her trousers rolled up to her knees.His body hair is very light, and the fine hair on his legs is almost invisible. The whole leg is white and smooth, and even the protruding shape of the bones seems to have been carefully carved.Only the scar left by the gunshot wound ruined this beauty; the tattoo artist carefully designed the pattern for him while observing the shape of the scar with a pen and paper.

The man was sitting next to him, flipping through the paperwork sent back by the person he sent to the north.

The female Alpha said: "Is there any pattern you like? I would recommend flowers or butterflies, which are more suitable for the shape of this wound; but men may prefer other things? Pistols, poker, and many more to choose from. "

"Flower, I think flowers are good." Yinque said after thinking for a while.

"What flowers do you want?"

"I don't know, this is your major, you should give me some choices."

The tattoo artist showed the draft she had just drawn before Yinque's eyes: "As far as the scar is concerned, Iris is not bad."

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Since the silver sparrow was brought back by Danlong, the man never mentioned irises again, and no one in the family would buy flowers, carefully trim them and put them in vases for him.The silence at this moment seemed to be a hint, making Qianqiu's heartbeat suddenly aggravated.

He calmly looked at the people around him from the corner of his eye - Yinque was very indifferent, his eyes fell on his ankles, nothing else.

"If you don't like irises, how about lilies..." "Just irises." Silver Sparrow said, "Purple looks better."

The man asked in a low voice, "Why, don't you like camellias?"

"Because the one she painted is very good." Yinque said lazily, "It doesn't matter what the pattern is. If you think the camellia is good, then go for the camellia... I will listen to other people's opinions occasionally."

"...I don't care either."

"Then iris."

The tattoo artist put on his gloves and carefully grabbed his feet: "...it's started."

From Yinque's expression, it can be seen that his sentence "fear of pain" is not fake.After the instrument in the tattooist's hand pierced his skin, he kept frowning, and occasionally pierced some sensitive skin. He even bit his lip, deliberately suppressing his increasingly rapid breathing.

Time flowed quietly, the man's eyes kept falling on those words, but he couldn't read a single word into his mind.Yinque's breath was like an invisible chain, binding his thoughts, forcing his attention to only be on Yinque.

"...help me, light a cigarette for me," Yinque said suddenly, "it hurts."

"I don't have it on me," Qianqiu said, "If it hurts, you can bite me."

"Are you letting me bite?"

The man answered him with action, rolled up his sleeves and passed his wrist over.The blue-purple color of the blood vessels slightly protrudes from the skin. Unlike the silver bird, the man's wrist is much thicker and stronger, and the blood vessels on the arm are also prominent, full of strength.

And no matter how powerful a person is, he will bleed profusely after his wrist is cut. This is where the lifeblood lies.

Yinque didn't even think about it, she opened her mouth and bit it.

He seemed to be in too much pain and couldn't control his strength at all.

He seemed to hate too much, and couldn't restrain the urge to tear Qianqiu to pieces.

The teeth pierced the skin and gnawed into the flesh; the blood slid down Qianqiu's arm, and finally dripped onto the ground.

The man didn't have any intention to stop him, just let him bite.

Yinque's ferocity was fleeting, and soon he let go of his mouth again, with a slightly annoyed expression on his face: "...Does it hurt? I bit too hard."

"It doesn't hurt, you can continue."

——It really didn’t hurt, or he felt happy when the silver sparrow bit him.

It seems that the suppressed emotions have been vented in pain.

His blood stained Silver Sparrow's lips, bright red and charming.

Yinque wiped the blood with her fingertips and said, "...forget it, I want to smoke, get it for me."

Qianqiu didn't insist anymore, turned around and went out.

Yinque continued to look at the tattoo artist who was concentrating on sketching the iris for him. It was only halfway there, but he was already in pain and didn't want to persist.He asked in a low voice, "If I don't want to get a tattoo now, is it more ugly than a scar?"

"Probably, but of course it depends on your wish. If you want to rest first, you can continue next time." The tattoo artist said, "By the way, the boss who came here asked me to ask you, do you like playing roulette. "

[The author has something to say]: There may be another update today, well written (proud face

There are many plots in The Bird in the Threshold, but I don't want to write about business struggles or imperial power struggles. I mainly want to talk about the young master and Qianqiu.Therefore, the plot should be written as briefly as possible, without taking up so much space. I don't know if it is written clearly.

Let me sort it out for everyone, the second prince cooperates with the Yin family, but whoever he supports will have a better chance of winning, but he is a very perverted and beautiful guy, so he has always wanted to get Yinque (for fun); the third prince And Dan Long are hidden lovers, double-A.