two-way mark

Chi Xiye revealed Yan Cheng's intention with one word, he said, "You want to lock me up, or even imprison me, don't you?"

But he guessed so accurately, but he didn't feel the slightest fear - obviously even when Yan Cheng noticed this thought, he couldn't help being startled.

The first time Yan Cheng had this idea was half a year after Chi Xiye left.

After Chi Xiye left, Wen Yuze and Fu Rong went through a long period of ambiguity, and finally established a formal relationship. One day after that, Yan Cheng had to come to the door in person because he couldn't get through to Fu Rong's phone because of an emergency. Find someone.

It was Wen Yuze who had stayed at Fu Rong's house the night before to open the door.

Yan Cheng hadn't seen Wen Yuze for a long time, not since the day Wen Yuze delivered Chi Xiye's glands to him and brought news of his death.

Wen Yuze didn't change much, but he was a lot more courageous. After seeing Yan Cheng, he gave him a lukewarm look, didn't put on a good face, turned sideways to let Yan Cheng in, and sat on the sofa by himself Play on your phone.

No one had ever dared to show Yan Cheng such a face, but Yan Cheng unexpectedly didn't say anything, let alone dissatisfied, he just asked, "Where's Fu Rong?"

Wen Yuze didn't look up, just looked at the phone intently, and replied indifferently: "Take a shower upstairs."

Fu Rong is the typical fussy young man who must take a bath for 10 to [-] minutes after waking up. Yan Cheng nodded, looked at Wen Yuze for a while, and wanted to talk to Wen Yuze for some reason. say.

Probably because Wen Yuze is the one who has the best relationship with Chi Xiye and knows Chi Xiye best among the people Yan Cheng knows.

Chi Xiye has been away for a long time, and there is not even a trace of him in the house. If it wasn't for his things still scattered in the same place, Yan Cheng would even doubt whether he really existed.

Moreover, everyone around Yan Cheng felt that the name Chi Xiye had become Yan Cheng's forbidden language, and no one dared to mention it in front of him. As time passed, Chi Xiye's sense of existence was weakened in front of Yan Cheng. .

Yan Cheng didn't want this kind of thing to happen, but he was powerless to change it - when he saw Wen Yuze's cold face towards him, he felt that he and Chi Xiye were bound together.

He even hoped that Wen Yuze would hate him and scold him, because in this way, the past between him and Chi Xiye would be tied more closely.

But Yan Cheng didn't dare to make Wen Yuze angry on purpose, because he remembered that Chi Xiye had always defended Wen Yuze, protecting him like a parent.

Yan Cheng thought about it, and finally took out a pen, found a piece of white paper from the drawer, quickly wrote a string of addresses on it, and pushed it in front of Wen Yuze.

Wen Yuze was still looking at his phone, completely ignoring Yan Cheng.

Putting his hand on the piece of paper, Yan Cheng said to Wen Yuze, "This is the address of Xiaochi's cemetery. If you have time, you can go and see him."

Wen Yuze finally looked directly at Yan Cheng.

He glanced at the piece of paper lukewarmly, quickly typed a few words on the phone, turned the phone lock screen upside down and put it next to him, looked at Yan Cheng with a half-smile, and said after a while: "Mr. , this is not Koike's tomb."

He punctured Yan Cheng's fantasy mercilessly, and said word by word: "The inside is empty, no matter how many tombs you build, it will be empty. You won't own Xiaochi, and you won't be able to trap him either. "

Wen Yuze's words "You won't own Xiaochi, and you can't trap him" still lingered in Yan Cheng's mind until he went home at night. That night, he had a dream.

He dreamed that Chi Xiye was saying goodbye to him - this dream Yan Cheng had done many times, Chi Xiye had said goodbye to him countless times in his dream, no matter how much he begged, Chi Xiye still never looked back , disappeared completely.

But this time, he in the dream did not apologize or ask again.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Chi Xiye firmly.

Dreaming as you like, when Yan Cheng raised his right hand, a slender and expensive golden chain was added to his hand, one end of the chain was fastened to Chi Xiye's fair ankle, and the other end was held in his hand.

He hugged Chi Xiye, Chi Xiye's struggle was negligible, and he was soon locked in the room.

Chi Xiye became his canary. The golden chain was long enough to allow Chi Xiye to move freely in the whole house, but that was all.

He was finally able to have each other.

Yan Cheng woke up the next day, and when he remembered the dream last night, he broke out in a cold sweat abruptly.

It is said that dreams are a reflection of people's inner desires, but Yan Cheng who woke up only felt scared—even if he thought about it again, he would not hurt Chi Xiye like this.

However, when Chi Xiye really appeared in front of Yan Cheng's eyes, and his warm body was obediently held in his arms, the evil thoughts buried in his heart began to haunt him again.

It is clamoring crazily—lock him, imprison him, he can leave you for the first time, and he can leave you for the second time, this is the last chance, break his wings, so that he can no longer fly high, Just snuggle by your side, open day and night, cry or gasp, say never leave you again

Yan Cheng's desire to control flourished again and again, the closer he got, the more he couldn't control himself, his whole body was eager to completely occupy Chi Xiye, the tip of his nose ran across every inch of his body, mercilessly trying to knot, To mark, start from life, let Chi Xiye be filled with his breath from the inside out.

In this situation, the only solution Yan Cheng can think of is to stay away from Chi Xiye when he can still control himself.

He wanted his lover to be in his arms, but he wanted Chi Xiye to be safe and happy even more.

Who would have thought that Chi Xiye would entangle him without the slightest fear and without giving up.

Chi Xiye hugged Yan Cheng, his warm chest pressed tightly against Yan Cheng's back. He even stretched out his hand to rub against the back of Yan Cheng's neck, gently rubbing the glands, and opened his mouth after a while. Opening his mouth and sticking it, his soft tongue licked the back of Yan Cheng's neck like licking some sweet candy, and the tip of his tongue poked and played on the gland.

Chi Xiye suddenly asked curiously: "Yan Cheng, if I lick my own glands, will you feel it too?"

Yan Cheng's body was very stiff, "I won't..."

After all, it was just a transplanted gland, and apart from changes in pheromones, it had no effect on Alpha.

"Oh..." Chi Xiye responded boringly, and the tip of his tongue went all the way down, leaving a string of wet|hot traces, and finally stopped under his collar.

That protrusion is very inconspicuous, completely different from Omega's glands.

Without the slightest hesitation, he bit down hard.

"Hmm—" Yan Cheng's body tensed suddenly, Alpha's glands trembled under the skin, and the pheromone burst out suddenly, making Yan Cheng's blood boil.

Chi Xiye only took one bite, then licked it up as if to appease, suck|sucked lightly, with his lips and tongue sticking to Alpha's glands, and said in a muffled voice: "Yan Cheng, let's do it."

"If it's just in bed, it's okay to lock me up," he said.

If Chi Xiye's differentiation results were correct when he was a child, and he learned the physiological knowledge that Omega would learn at the age of ten, then he must know that Alpha's glands are their lifeblood, when Alpha cannot control the leakage of pheromone , absolutely can't instigate them anymore, quietly leaving Alpha's line of sight is the most correct choice.

Especially... when this Alpha's desire to control is so great that he can't control himself.