[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

In the dimly lit training ground, the huge exhaust fan made creaking noises as it turned; the man was exhaling deeply while moving his upper and lower limbs on the equipment.

The healing of the injury was much faster than Yinque thought, as long as he didn't do a lot of strenuous exercise now, apart from the pain in his waist, it wouldn't affect Qianqiu in any way.The healing of the bones in his right hand is really not rushed, but lying in the bedroom for a long time is really difficult for Qianqiu who is used to being busy.

Especially when Silver Sparrow is not around.

Zhiyu came over in a hurry, took the towel from the hand of the maid next to her, and stood beside the man respectfully with an expressionless face as always.

"...Where is the wife?"

"My wife just came back and is taking a bath."

"What is he up to recently?"

"Apart from going down to check the accounts and arrange matters, I only went to see the third prince this afternoon and stayed for three hours." Zhiyu said.

"Where's Yin Ke? I haven't seen him much recently."

"My wife arranged for him to go out to work." From the female Alpha's tone, the man couldn't hear anything unusual, "That's right... don't worry about him, and don't want him to stay in the capital."

Just as he was speaking, the man suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.It may be an exaggeration to say that it hurts, but it feels more like a heavy stone falling in the chest, which is very depressed.

The discomfort was fleeting, but Qianqiu still stopped, took the towel and wiped his face, then turned and walked towards the west courtyard.

After Alpha and Omega mark each other, although they don't have the same mind, the fusion of pheromones will affect their feelings to some extent.Even this kind of influence seems extremely unfair. When Alpha is in pain, Omega can feel the same pain, but when Omega is in pain, Alpha feels very little.People in the world say that marking means that each other only opens their hearts to each other, and they all say that it is an oath from body to heart.

Neither he nor Yinque knew that the essence of this behavior might not be so romantic.

At the moment that can be marked, the supreme satisfaction is real.

Intuition told Qianqiu that the discomfort caused by the surprise attack was not due to his own injuries, but from Yinque.

The man's pace is fast.

The moment he pushed open the bathroom door, the servants, including Zhiyu, tactfully withdrew to make room for them.

Hot air floats in the huge bathroom, like the fog that cannot dissipate in the mountains before sunrise. With his back to the door, Omega was leaning on the edge of the bathtub, his hands casually hanging aside, holding a vodka bottle.

Yinque's back is hazy and ethereal, and her skin is almost dazzlingly white.The soft hair was soaked in water and was stroked to the back of the head. The shallow outline of the shoulder blades resembled folded wings.Even when he heard someone open the door, Yinque didn't look back, but just took another sip from the wine bottle: "... Well, why did you come here? Don't touch the wound with water, go out first, I will come out soon."

The man turned a deaf ear and walked to his side, not caring whether his clothes would get wet, and just sat on the edge of the bathtub.

The vodka was snatched away, Qianqiu shook it, and there was only half a bottle left in it.

"I can feel it," the man looked down at him, and tasted the wine he had drunk, "it's not your character to drink away your worries... What are you bothering about?"

It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly that Yinque's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, shimmering wetly.Whenever he showed emotion, the prosthetic eye would appear fake; just like now, Silver Sparrow's half-closed left eye was red, but the right eye was as usual, without any emotion.There is only Yinque, even so it still makes people feel beautiful, and even because of the different emotions displayed on this face, it adds a touch of coquettishness for nothing.

"...I just want to drink, so I drink." Before, she clearly warned the man to be careful not to get water on the wound, but now Yinque said, lying on the man's lap with a faint smile between her eyebrows, not caring about the splash of water. Wet the man's pants.

He tilted his head, leaned obediently on Qianqiu's lap, and said softly: "When I smell your scent, I feel very at ease."

"……Um."

Qianqiu froze subtly for half a second, then put the vodka aside, freed his hand to stroke Yinque's hair.

The man's hands are very light, almost contrary to his tall and sharp appearance.He inserted his fingers into the silver finch's strands of hair, combing back and forth like smoothing the hair of a Persian cat.Occasionally, the hot palm would touch the forehead and ears, and Yinque quietly let him touch it, without saying anything, but with a straightforward sense of comfort.

This moment is more peaceful than ever before.

The water dripping from nowhere became the only sound in this space. Yinque lay there for a long time before suddenly whispering: "Are you a person who keeps your word?"

"You should know better than anyone else."

"You're not," Silver Sparrow said, "but I am."

"Ok?"

"I don't like others lying to me, I don't like others pitying me, I don't like others looking at me like a superior," Omega whispered, "I don't like others threatening me, I don't like others thinking they can force me, I don't like The servants look directly at me."

"I know." The man said, "Then what do you like?"

"I love that you always just look at me."

"Are you acting like a baby?" Qian Qiu lowered her eyes, feeling his warmth, and said deeply: "People who have met you can't tolerate other people in their eyes."

"Really, it's fine if you can't take it in." Yinque said, "...Is Zhiyu outside? Tell her to come in. I'll wash it."

"What did you call her in for?"

"Or would you wipe my feet yourself?" Yinque straightened up and stood up suddenly from the hot water.

The water slid down his perfect lines, and a lot of it stayed on him, reflecting the flushed skin from the bath.Yinque never minds being seen by Qianqiu, it used to be, and it still is now.But it was supposed to be an atmosphere of ambiguity and fascination, but somehow the man just felt depressed.He put his hands around Silver Sparrow's waist, and carefully hugged him close; the man's lips pressed against his chest and abdomen, and kissed him lightly.

"It's so itchy..." Yinque said, "Quickly ask Zhiyu to come in."

"I can't wipe your feet for you." Only then did the man let go of him and stood up in front of him.

When they get close, the difference in height between them becomes obvious.

In front of Qianqiu, no matter how stubborn and stubborn Yinque is, she still can't hide her weakness.The man lowered his head, kissed him heavily on the forehead, then pulled the bathrobe next to him and put it on his shoulder.

Omega put it on obediently: "You don't intend to let me go out just like that."

"of course not."

Before the man finished speaking, he suddenly bent down in front of him; before Yinque could react, he had already been carried by the man on his shoulders.

"If you don't touch the floor, you don't need to wipe it."

"...Put me down." Yinque grasped his clothes helplessly, and whispered, "It's not pretty."

"You're going to do it," the man said, "I'll carry you out next time when my right hand is healed."

He was thrown into the soft couch by Qianqiu, before he could recover, he received an eager and lingering kiss.The water stained the sheets, but no one cared, Silver Sparrow put his arms around the man's neck, enjoying the skin-to-skin contact his Alpha brought him, looking at the gray ceiling reflected by the warm yellow light.

For a moment, he felt that he didn't want to care about anything, and just lived lazily in the future according to his instinct.

But that was only for a moment.

-

"'Yin Qiansui is desperately trying to find a way to clean up those remarks, and he doesn't care about the people below'..." Zhiyu held a plate of peeled and diced apples, and said expressionlessly, "Master Ke said so of."

Omega's slender legs are resting on the corner of the desk, and he is very comfortable checking the contracts and documents he needs to see one by one. Occasionally, he will reach out to take the toothpick from the edge of the plate, stick it into the apple flesh, and put it into his mouth inside.

"It means he should have gotten some good things."

"That's what it should mean."

"...Is there no one to teach the stewards below how to write reports?" Yinque sighed, "It gives me a headache."

"My wife should take a break," Zhiyu said, "I've been watching it for three hours."

After she finished speaking, Yinque really threw the unread part back on the table in her hand, closed her eyes to calm down, and said, "Isn't the quotation from the west here yet?"

"Here it is, it's right below." Zhiyu said while pulling out a kraft paper envelope from under the pile of documents.

"You should give it to me directly when you come."

Yinque said displeasedly, and dragged the cotton rope to quickly go around. There were only a few thin sheets of paper inside. He simply pulled them out and spread them out like playing cards in his hand: "Xiyuan Temple, Mrs. Cheng , Crete..."

He read the names of each company on the title, and carefully read the product list one by one.

Those who can prosper in the West are those guys with all kinds of businesses. It is very difficult for those who specialize in a certain kind of business to make a lot of money, Yinque knows this very well.Therefore, the contents of these lists are also very complicated. He read them very carefully, pointing his fingers at the entries to guide his eyes down, as if he was afraid of missing something.

"...Ah, yes." After a long time, Yinque suddenly murmured to himself, "As expected of you, you are as capable as I thought."

"...If there is a merchant that my wife is satisfied with, we can call immediately to discuss cooperation." Zhiyu said without knowing why.

"There's no need to call, let's send a letter, it's more formal." Yinque finally put down her legs, sat up straight, and signaled Zhiyu to come over with a pen and paper.

——Received the quotation and I am very satisfied. I will make a formal call in the near future to discuss cooperation matters.

The handwriting is chic and beautiful, and the content is short and clean. It is difficult for anyone to see the doorway from it.He didn't sign his own name at the signing place, but instead wrote the flamboyant "Yin Qianqiu".

Holding the thin letter paper, he impatiently blew on it, and when the ink was dry, he folded it up and stuffed it into the spare envelope.He carefully heated red wax, poured it on the seal, and pressed the Yin family's seal on it: "Remember to inform the second young master, but I don't think he will pay attention to such trivial matters."

"Yes."

Even if he ignored it, he still didn't realize that there was a code word hidden in the product catalog of the quotation, no more, no less, only a sentence of "ready"; he also didn't realize that Yinque's reply was literal, and the handwriting was what he really wanted. Let the other person see something.

--time up.

"Go and tell Young Master Long for me, I will be free from tomorrow onwards, please arrange the third prince as you like, I will definitely cooperate."

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