[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

Yinque's marksmanship is very good, this is what Qianqiu only knew after they set off to the east.

He had never seen Yinque use a gun before—maybe it was because those who wanted to do something to the family didn't find a good opportunity during this period, Qianqiu followed him for a month, and he hadn't encountered a time when he needed to protect him.

It takes a boat to go to the east, and there are too few recreational things on board. Occasionally, silver finch will stand on the bow and shoot seabirds with an air gun.

His hands were so steady that he didn't even need to squint his eyes to aim after reloading and raising the gun, and he pulled the trigger as if he was trying his luck.But Qianqiu can always see the seabirds in the clear sky plummeting into the sea with the gunshots.

Shooting birds is so easy, and shooting people is probably even more effortless.

Because of this, Yinque took only two attendants on this trip, one was Qianqiu, and the other was his usual driver; but Cheng Huan thoughtfully arranged for him six unsmiling men in black for him to send.He didn't even go to the port in his own car to board the ship. This trip was completely secretive, to avoid anyone's scheming to attack Silver Sparrow on the way back and forth to the greatest extent.And this ship is just the most inconspicuous one of the cargo ships that the family departs from the headquarters to various places every day.

"boom--!"

Another poor seabird broke its wings before struggling.Yinque put down the long-barreled air gun, and passed it to the side; Qianqiu took it and put it back on the shelf, and then went back to pick up the black gloves that Yinque took off.

"How long will it take to arrive..." Yinque asked with a slight frown.

The driver replied from the side: "There are still two days, it will be soon, master."

"It's so boring." Yinque said, and turned to the cabin, "Bring two bottles of wine."

This is for Qianqiu, only Qianqiu can enter his cabin.The man nodded and turned to go to the cargo hold below the deck.It wasn't just Yinque who was bored, most of the attendants were bored by the idle sailing, so the driver went down with Qianqiu and said, "Two bottles, will the young master drink with you?"

The man stood in front of the stacked cargo boxes and checked the labels one by one: "Why is the young master with me?"

"Don't pretend to be a thousand years old, the young master treats you unusually." The driver pursed his lips and smirked, "No one can tell."

"yes."

"Yeah, if you're an Alpha, I feel like you can get married and start a family." "If I'm an Alpha, the young master won't allow me to follow him." Qianqiu smiled, and took out two bottles of tequila from the box, "Don't let the young master hear this."

"Nonsense, I've been with the young master for so long, and I don't know about it... I dare to tell you." The driver smiled and said, "Tell me honestly, does the young master like you... go on Have you passed the bed?"

Qian Qiu has no expression: "I only have admiration for the young master."

"Don't pretend, I won't tell others...Huh?"

Before the driver finished speaking, the cabin suddenly shook violently, as if it had hit something huge.He couldn't hold on, and immediately fell to Qianqiu's side; the man subconsciously raised his hand, fearing that the agave would be smashed into pieces.

The driver only felt as if he had hit a steel plate, and his shoulder hurt.It seemed that the sound of something breaking rang in his ears, but the sound was so slight that it was like an illusion.Qian Qiu quickly freed his hand to support him: "Are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." The driver managed to stand still, shaking his head and grabbing the iron rod next to him, but he didn't know that another wave of shaking came.

"I'll go up and have a look." As Qian Qiu said, the shaking of the ship seemed not to affect him, he quickly climbed up the ladder, and got out of the cargo hold in two or three strokes.

——The sky, which was still clear before, has become cloudy in a few words; the waves that have turned into dark blue are churning, mercilessly beating on the side of the ship.

Skilled sailors are under command to actively respond to this sudden storm.

Qian Qiu hurried across the deck and said in a deep voice in front of the cabin: "Master, the storm is coming."

"Come in."

He pushed open the door, the oil lamp on the table was flickering because of the shaking, Yinque sat on the chair and was cleaning his gun: "Then don't drink for now... You can't help, just sit in the cabin and rest for a while."

"Thank you sir."

Yinque raised her eyebrows and glanced at him lightly: "You're welcome. You are very good at pleasing me, so I will naturally pamper you a little bit."

The wine was put into a straw-covered cabinet so that it would not break when shaken; Qian Qiu sat on another chair beside the table and stretched out his hand to Yinque: "Can I come? You don't need to do it yourself, young master."

"No." As if the storm outside had nothing to do with the cabin, Yinque carefully wiped the barrel, disassembled it, and put it one by one into the flat wooden box on the table.

He was so careful, as if it was something very important.

Qian Qiu's eyes naturally fell on his hands, watching how his slender and dexterous fingers removed the hidden buttons of the mechanism, and how to wipe them clean with a flannel cloth.

Suddenly, Yinque said blankly: "This gun has been with me for a long time."

Qian Qiu listened quietly.

"I don't know the person who gave me this gun. He may have died somewhere now...or he may still be alive. Maybe the child will run away." Yinque said, "At that time he gave this gun to Me, there's only one bullet in it. Do you know what that means?"

"...suicide...is it used?"

"That's right, it's for suicide." More words came out from between his rosy lips, "I'm very grateful to him, but this gun didn't come in handy, I'm still alive and well."

"I am even more grateful to the young master," Qianqiu said, "for not using it."

During the conversation, the silver pistol had been put back into its original appearance, Yinque pushed the bullets in one by one, and said: "Qianqiu."

"Yes, master."

"Inhibitor."

"……what?"

"Inhibitor." Yinque repeated patiently, then turned the gun back into the holster, looked up at the man, "Give me the inhibitor."

The damn passion always comes without warning like this.As soon as the feeling of being out of control came up, Yinque's breathing was at the wrong rhythm, his cheeks were slightly red, and he gasped as if he was being choked.The smell of licorice was instantly strong, drifting to where Qianqiu was.

It is this licorice smell that can easily make Alpha lose control and fall into the abyss of lust together with Omega.

In a sense, Beta may be regarded as human beings, they have no troubles in this regard, and they will not lose control of themselves, let alone lose control due to external factors.They are ordinary, but they are not so ordinary in front of Alpha and Omega's instincts.

The man nodded knowingly, and immediately reached into his inner pocket.

He should take out the specific inhibitor immediately, give it to the owner when he still has the ability to inject himself, and inject it for him when the owner loses control.Qianqiu should be like this, but his movements froze there, and he still didn't withdraw his hand after a few seconds.

And in this short period of time, the desire has already begun to swarm in Yinque's body, and it is fierce, comparable to a storm outside the cabin.

"What are you dawdling about?!" Yinque bit her lower lip and said angrily, "I asked you to give me the inhibitor!"

The man looked a little flustered, and his actions were not as decisive as usual.Before Yinque was about to make a move, Qianqiu finally took out the things in his arms—the needle tubes of the two spare tubes of inhibitors were broken for some reason, and all the liquid flowed into the plastic bag, and it was still dripping when it was taken out.

Yinque snatched the inhibitor from his hand suddenly, trembling with every breath: "What did you do! I asked you to stay by my side, is it because you can't even do this? !waste……"

He cursed loudly, but because of his fragile breath, he lost his momentum and only looked weak.

He stabilized his hand, took out the needle tube from the plastic bag, and stuck it directly into his arm regardless of how many inhibitors were left in it: "Get out..."

"I'm sorry, master, it's my fault..." The man apologized in a low voice.

"I tell you to get out!"

The empty needle was thrown on Qianqiu's body, Yinque's cheeks were blushing, she involuntarily wrapped her clothes tightly, and hugged herself tightly like a child who lacked a sense of security.

The man picked up the needle in silence, bowed to him respectfully, then turned and left the cabin.

No matter how many times Yinque has experienced the fear of not being able to control the body, it is difficult to accept.

He was the only one left in the quiet cabin, he unconsciously arched his legs, curled up on the chair to the limit, buried his head in his knees and took deep breaths again and again.What the passion period brings is not a kind of discomfort; it is like a huge hole in his body that needs something to fill it.

And when the longing reached its peak, Yinque groaned.

He can hear.

The most frightening thing is that he can still hear.

He could hear his own voice like a cub begging for mercy, and he could hear his crying panting amidst the chaos.

Those little inhibitors probably won't do anything.Qianqiu's mistakes will cause him to have to survive the passionate period, maybe one day, maybe two days, maybe longer.He will be imprisoned in this torture and will not be released for a long time.

——I really want to be touched by Alpha, I really want to be possessed by Alpha.

The mind betrayed the heart, and the thoughts kept coming up and pushing him deeper into hell.

Consciousness is gradually withdrawn, and occasionally there will be a moment of return, and it will soon drift away again.Yinque's trembling hand undid the belt buckle at some point, and couldn't control himself from stroking his body.

"If you can't hold on, this is for you," he recalled the pity voice of the strange man in the confusion, "maybe death is also a relief for you."

-

The storm was raging, but according to the sailors, it was a trifle, and it would not be long before they sailed out of the storm circle.

Qian Qiu stood guard in front of the cabin door, and was drenched by the rain within a short while.

Of course he knew why the inhibitor shattered—the driver hit his chest just now in the cargo hold.He did forget that there was something more important in his chest, and he was only thinking about not dropping the tequila.

The sound of wind and rain was howling, and the smell of licorice was obviously all locked in the cabin behind him, but he felt that it was still lingering in his nose.

The loud shouts of the sailors, the sound of the waves churning... none of these could cover the Omega's suppressed panting behind the small cabin door.The silver bird in the hot period is so fragile and beautiful, it is like a succubus that can seduce people.

It was because of his mistake that Yinque had to endure the torment of the passion period.

The man pursed his lips tightly, and stood firm in front of the cabin door, not letting anyone approach him.

He can control his eyes to only look where he wants to see, but he can't control his ears, he keeps looking for the moving pant behind him in the noisy storm.

Qian Qiu listened to it, but unexpectedly felt chest tightness and discomfort.

The man suddenly moved.

He pushed the door open with a "swish", entered the cabin before Yinque could react, closed the door again, and carefully fastened the latch.

Yinque raised her head in panic: "...you, I, I tell you...get out...you..."

"It's my fault that made the young master uncomfortable." The man approached him step by step, "I want to let the young master relax, I promise to abide by the rules Cheng Huan taught me, and I won't have any delusions about the young master... I just want to Make the young master feel better. Offended."