[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

As if staying too suffocated in the north, Yinque soaked in the bathroom for nearly an hour.When he returned to the bedroom, it was quiet inside, and Tianye and several other subordinates were guarding outside.

Yinque didn't rush to open the door, Chao Tianye asked softly: "Master Long is gone?"

"Well," Tianye nodded, "The doctor re-bandaged the wound for the second young master, and took medicine. He said he would sleep for a while."

Yinque nodded slightly, turned around and gently opened the door and walked in.

The man was really lying down, with the quilt covering his body well, hiding most of his face.Yinque unconsciously lowered her footsteps, as if she was afraid of waking up the man, she walked slowly to the bed and sat down.

His hair was still wet and dripping.

He turned his head sideways and wiped his hair with the towel around his neck little by little, while his gaze kept on the man's tightly closed brows and eyes.

Occasionally, the fierce and vicious temperament of a man will fade away, like now.When he fell asleep, he would look a little pitiful, as if he was still holding on to the painful experience of the past in his sleep and refused to let go.The man slept defenselessly, and his eyebrows did not relax when he fell asleep, and some fine lines were faintly wrinkled.If someone wanted to kill Qianqiu now, he would definitely hit him with one blow.

Yinque lowered his eyelids and wiped the water droplets from his hair, and looked down along his eyebrows. Even the part hidden under the bedding, he could perfectly imagine it because he was familiar with it, and spliced ​​it with what he saw with the naked eye. screen.

In all fairness, the man's appearance can't be regarded as outstandingly handsome, and it can't even be described as gentle or pitiful.Qianqiu's face is sharp-edged, his lips are thin, and his cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness can be read from his face alone; probably because of this, Yinque always feels that it is an illusion when he seldom shows tenderness.

- "I've always loved you."

It was too critical in the ruins, and now he recalled this sentence and wanted to ask a few times: Really.

"Hmm..." Suddenly, the man hummed in a low voice, breaking the silence in the room.

Qianqiu opened his eyelids, and looked at Yinque with cloudy and sleepy eyes: "...why didn't you go to rest."

"I'm afraid someone will kill you."

"Hmm..." The man closed his eyes again, "No one can do anything in the west courtyard....You can ask me for something else."

"...No." Yinque said softly, "I just want to sit here, so I will sit here."

Under the effect of the medicine, Qianqiu was really tired and sleepy.He braced himself for a moment and said, "By the way, did I promise to give you your gun?"

"Ah."

"It's in the third drawer on the right side of the study..." Qianqiu said, "Let Tianye get the bullets for you."

"Oh, good." Omega's answer couldn't hear too much emotion, as if it was just a man who mentioned this, and he responded casually.But his actions were not so consistent with his tone - Yinque had already got up when he responded, making a gesture to go out.

With a "snap", the man subconsciously grabbed his hand.

"Huh?" Yinque stopped and looked down at him.

Qianqiu made a gesture to get up, but he gave up as soon as his head left the pillow.The injury on his waist prevented him from moving freely, so he just grabbed Yinque's slightly thin wrist and said, "Don't take it."

"...Are you sorry?"

"No," Qianqiu said, "if you want a weapon for self-defense, I can give you something else, or find someone to order a handy one, engraved with your name or your family's crest... It's just that gun, Don't take it."

Yinque looked at him ignorantly, did not break away from his hand, but did not intend to sit down either.

He stood on the edge of the man's bed, feeling the rough touch on his wrist and the other's temperature, waiting for the words to continue.

"...that gun was given to you by the kidnapper to kill yourself."

"Ah."

"You don't need it now, you won't have a day when you need to kill yourself, or... Yinque," the man's eyes were actually sincere, "You can forget about those things, and no one will be able to do it again in the future." If it hurts you, I will protect you, I have proved it in the mine, I have the ability to protect my Omega."

Yinque was stunned, obviously did not expect Qianqiu to say such things.

The man pushed down forcefully, motioning him to sit down.

Yinque really sat down, his white thighs were exposed from the hem of the bathrobe, and soon he habitually crossed his legs to hide the scenery.He may not be aware of the charm of his gestures, but Qianqiu knows it—his gaze is like a rough hand, caressing the cheek of the silver bird, passing along his neck, passing the Adam's apple, on his chest and abdomen. After a short stop, he reached the position of the heel of his leg.

He is eroticism itself, making Qianqiu's mouth dry.

To be honest, it's a bit funny, the man's hoarse voice is full of lust, and the words he said are pure and clean: "Stop thinking about those things."

"……what do you mean."

"To your missing right eye, to the tooth marks on the nape of your neck," the man said, "and there will be new tooth marks to cover it... I mean, I want to mark you, and I can wait, wait for your will when."

Yinque held his hand back: "I know."

He couldn't say any more words.

—The longer you wait, the less hope you have.

——The more hopeless you are, the more uncontrollable your emotions will be when it comes.

For a long time, Yinque has been waiting for someone to tell him that those pains can be forgotten, and those humiliations are not humiliation; but no one can do it, and no one dares to do it.

He himself is not without responsibility.

It's that he can't bear to reveal his heart to others, it's that he can't bear others trying to probe his brain.

"So don't hold that gun anymore," the man said. "As long as you hold it, you will always remember those things."

"...Mmm." Yinque gritted her teeth, tried her best to hold back Qianqiu's hand, "Go on to sleep, I'll watch over you."

"You don't need to keep watch, you should go to rest... By the way, I told Danlong, before I recover, I will leave the following things to you." Qianqiu's thumb was kneading Yinque's tiger's mouth back and forth. , "I know you will do well...you can do whatever you want, without asking me anything."

"Okay." Omega responded hoarsely, "You are so gentle."

"Really," the man smiled shallowly, "because the damn wound is still hurting, and talking hurts too."

-

The man was wounded, and it was inconvenient for Yinque to rest in the same bed with him, and he didn't want people to make too much noise to buy a new bed into the bedroom, so he followed Qianqiu's words and guarded Qianqiu until dark, Quietly turned to the guest room.

The maids, headed by Zhiyu, began to serve Yinque to change clothes at eight o'clock in the morning.

He stood in front of the mirror, looking at the scars on his face that were about to fall off, the cold light in his eyes was enough to hurt people.Yin Qiansui dared to kill them, Yinque should applaud him for his courage; but he is very vengeful, and anyone who makes him feel bad must be returned ten times and a hundred times, that is "fairness".

Zhiyu brought him a khaki windbreaker, and Yinque brushed his hair at the temples, and examined himself carefully from head to toe.

He never ordered Zhiyu to prepare what kind of clothes for him, but what Zhiyu put on for him was what he usually liked.If you think about it for a while, you can know that Qianqiu must have confessed his preferences, but he didn't care.

The person in the mirror seemed to have returned to a year ago, and was still the tough Cheng Yinque.

"The car is ready, where is my wife planning to go first?"

"I remember that there are quite a few bastard newspapers in the city. They like to write some high-level lace news... find a small one." Yinque looked away, put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, "send someone to Danlong Let me know there, I will invite him to dinner at noon, and he will choose the place."

"Yes."

In addition to the "Imperial Monthly", which was edited, published and sent to various ministries of the empire by the imperial family, there were also many various private newspapers, some specializing in economics, and some specializing in anecdotes about high-level officials.The money to buy a steamed bun is enough to buy two newspapers, which can almost be regarded as a means of entertainment for the poor.

Yinque sat in Qianqiu's car, and let the driver choose an entertainment newspaper for him; on the way, he almost never stopped to ask, and he memorized everything Zhiyu knew about the current situation of the Yin family. inside.During the process, he didn't say a word of nonsense, and he would definitely ask the key points when he opened his mouth.

Just a short 10-minute drive is enough to make the driver and Zhiyu look at him with admiration.

Cheng Yinque is the only heir to the family, and a businessman with outstanding skills... These are just rumors.In fact, in the Yin family, Yinque is like a waste, doing nothing and not caring about anything.

"...It's Madam."

Yinque looked at the closed door of the newspaper office by the roadside, frowned and said, "Go and buy a cup of iced tea, and by the way, ask when the newspaper office will open."

He didn't come too early, and the people at the newspaper office weren't too lazy. After 10 minutes, someone came over smoking a cigarette. He didn't even look into the car, and opened the door of the newspaper office casually.

Yinque got out of the car, handed the unfinished iced tea to Zhiyu, and followed the man into the newspaper office indifferently.

"...Is there anything? You can just throw the news into the drop box at the door..." The man glanced casually, and began to sort out the messy printed matter inside.

Omega ignored his words, walked past him, and sat down on the only decent-looking office chair inside.His attitude is very unrestrained -- no, it's not so much unrestrained, it's more like a different kind of arrogance, as if he doesn't take anyone into his eyes.

He showed his hand to the side, and the female Alpha immediately offered a cigarette and lit it for him.

The cigarette butt lit up with his breathing, and the guy in the newspaper office was dumbfounded by his posture, and asked blankly and cautiously: "Are you...?"

"Huh—" Yinque breathed out a breath of choking smoke, "If I want you to publish a news, how much will it cost?"

"This..." The other party frowned, "We, if the news is good, we don't charge money... Is it because we want to publish a missing person notice? In fact, our newspaper does not sell well. For such things, we will ask the official Newspaper meeting..." "I want you to publish such a news in tomorrow's newspaper, with the headlines on the front page and the largest font size," Yinque said, "'Conceived first before marriage? Married with a son? The fourth princess and Yin's eldest son unexpectedly I have already privately decided to live forever'."

"Ha... this is not acceptable, no, no, this is not acceptable, if you spread rumors about the royal family, you will go to the imperial prison..."

"You just tell me how much money is needed." Yinque blinked and smiled, "How much is enough for tomorrow's newspapers to fill the streets and alleys of the capital, enough for this newspaper to go bankrupt from now on, enough for all of you to leave the capital ?”

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