MTL - Fouls Prohibited-Chapter 9

Huo Tinglan took the ice pack and spray, and said softly, "Thank you."

Seeing Ye Ci's eyes flickering and looking directly at the bridge of his nose, Huo Tinglan, who was in a crisis of trust, pondered for two seconds, and said half truthfully: "There was a video conference just now, so I covered it up a little."

"Oh." Ye Ci was taken aback, knowing that Huo Tinglan had seen through his impolite speculation, and immediately doubled his embarrassment, nodded hastily, "I know, I know."

Huo Tinglan smiled and changed the topic: "By the way, I forgot to thank you... Today's treatment is very effective, and I feel much better."

"You're welcome." For the purpose of humanitarian aid, Ye Ci gritted his teeth and overcame his hesitation, and said in a loud voice, "Is the pheromone enough? I, I changed my clothes... haven't washed them yet."

Huo Tinglan laughed, and repeated with some playfulness: "I haven't washed it yet..."

She really has no sense of being an Omega...

Facing Huo Tinglan's meaningful black eyes, Ye Ci felt shy for a while, the heat burned from his face all the way to his buttocks, and he explained without any silverware: "It's the school uniform, jacket and...shirt."

"I know," Huo Tinglan asked gently, "Why not?"

"No, no, otherwise..." Ye Ci clenched his fists desperately.

This mouth can't be left at all.

He stuttered, where did so many redundant words come from? !

Huo Tinglan said enough was enough, and smiled: "I don't need it for now, I don't feel uncomfortable now, your pheromone is very effective for me."

Keep teasing... Ye Ci might want to beat him up.

"...That's good." Ye Ci nodded hastily, and walked back in disorder.

After walking a few steps, Huo Tinglan called out again: "Wait a minute."

Ye Ci forced himself to run without running, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"We can change the treatment method." Huo Tinglan leaned against the door frame with folded arms, stroked the bridge of his nose to emphasize the injury, and pretended to be generous, "Otherwise, my nose might not be able to take it."

Ye Ci apologized, immediately lost his temper, and said honestly: "You say."

"From next Monday, you should go home as early as possible after school every day and come to my study. I work, you do your homework, and we spend several hours together in the same room. This level of pheromone exchange can be therapeutic for me. The effect will probably not make you uncomfortable..."

A few hours ago, he was still hugging her in his arms in the shade of flowers and trees. He even heard about it and coaxed him so shamelessly, and even tore off the barrier stickers and secretly put it in his pocket, but now he put on the mask of a gentleman again, and asked in a gentle voice: "Do you think this arrangement is okay?"

Ye Ci thought about the scene, the two were busy in the study, it was much better than getting closer to smell the glands, and nodded hurriedly.

He went straight home after school, the only problem was that he couldn't go to the racing track. Fortunately, he had accumulated a lot of savings during this time, and Huo Tinglan treated him so kindly, so he didn't have to take his mother with him like the worst scenario he imagined before. Going far and flying high, naturally there is no need to rush to get money.

Moreover, he is not as resistant to Huo Tinglan's highly corrosive pheromones as he was at the beginning. Considering that they have only gotten along with each other during this period of time, this kind of adaptation speed can be regarded as very fast, and the 100% matching degree is indeed It's not for nothing.

…

This Monday night, Ye Ci obeyed the agreement and went home early. He stayed alone in the living room for a while and did some psychological training before he braced himself and walked into the study.

The door of the study room was wide open. Huo Tinglan was sitting behind the desk reading a few documents. When he saw Ye Ci approaching, he raised his chin and signaled, "Sit."

He didn't ask anyone to set up an additional study desk. This desk is big enough for one person and half, enough to keep each other from interfering.

"Yeah." Ye Ci nodded scribbled, pocketed with both hands, carrying a backpack on one shoulder, and calmed down on the other shoulder to maintain balance, and strode coolly to the table and sat down.

...not bad.

Ye Ci unloaded his schoolbag, took out a set of papers and threw them on the table, took a deep breath, and felt that the psychological construction was not in vain.

If you behave shyly and coyly, the atmosphere of the treatment will also appear subtle, so it is better to be generous.

Huo Tinglan watched the whole process quietly, with deep eyebrows and a reserved smile.

Suddenly, Ye Ci seemed to realize that he was being watched, and his eyes dodged and looked over alertly.

Huo Tinglan took a step ahead of him, quietly hiding his smile, and lowered his eyes to read the document.

…call.

Ye Ci sighed secretly, feeling that he was getting nervous.

The math papers were as difficult as ever. Ye Ci chose a few simple questions to do first, and then took out his phone. While Huo Tinglan was not paying attention, he took pictures of the questions and used the search software to search them, patiently studying the topic analysis.

The analysis given by the app was not detailed enough, and the difficulty of the questions was high. Ye Cika couldn't understand a key step, and was unwilling to copy the answer directly. He was so anxious that a few small beads of sweat broke out on the tip of his nose. The principal culprit was in trouble, when Huo Tinglan's deep voice suddenly sounded above his head: "What are you doing?"

I don't know when he came over, and how long he stood beside him, as if he planned it long ago, and wanted to take the opportunity to check his learning level.

Ye Ci shook his hand, locked the screen, and said vaguely: "It's nothing..."

Huo Tinglan supported the edge of the table with one hand, bent slightly, glanced at the large blank paper on the table, softened his voice, and asked softly, "Is there anything you need to say?"

Which one needs to be said?

Blank each one.

Ye Ci sneered at himself and clenched his hands.

The palms are wet, because they are in a hurry to understand and analyze.

In a hurry, coupled with Huo Tinglan's posture of wanting to give him a lecture, he almost blurted out a sentence.

- How is this question calculated?

The words came to the tip of his tongue, and Ye Ci suddenly remembered what Chu Wenlin said when he introduced Huo Tinglan to him: double degrees from first-class prestigious schools, top students in international finance, and another professional master's degree with a bad name, elite among the elite …

Let Huo Tinglan explain these simple high school math problems to him one by one... Ye Ci's face suddenly became hot, and he felt ashamed for a while.

"No." He flipped the paper over, looking impatient with his homework.

He would rather use rebellion as a protective cover to cover up his embarrassment and clumsiness.

"If not," Huo Tinglan stretched out his hand, and pressed the paper on the table with his fingertips with rare firmness, not allowing Ye Ci to hide it in his schoolbag, his eyes were dark, with an elusive look, "Only by yourself Let's write."

Ye Ci couldn't move the paper, scratched his hair in anxiety, and said stiffly: "I usually...don't write."

Huo Tinglan looked at him silently for two seconds, rolled his eyes, and said slowly, one word at a time: "When you are a student, you still have to act like a student. You usually act sensible, but I didn't expect you to be a student. You let yourself go like this, you don’t even do your homework...Although you are an adult, I have to discipline you for your family in this matter."

As he said that, he withdrew his hand holding the paper, and said flatly, "You can't finish these papers, so don't leave today."

After learning a lesson from Huo Tinglan, Ye Ci secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had survived a catastrophe. He flattened the paper, twirled the pen, and began to do foreign work under Huo Tinglan's nose.

If you don't go, don't go.

Anyway, Huo Tinglan had to go back to his bedroom to sleep.

After a while of silence, Huo Tinglan leisurely judged: "...non-violent non-cooperation?"

Ye Ci drooped his head and remained silent.

As if he had made up his mind to grind to the end like a troubled boy, Huo Tinglan took a pen, tapped the paper heavily with his knuckles, and said unhurriedly: "Then I'll grind it with you one by one...Starting from this question .”

Ye Ci was taken aback, and hurriedly pricked up his ears to listen, and unconsciously straightened his body, his sitting posture was inexplicably cute.

Huo Tinglan saw it from the corner of his eye, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then quickly disappeared.

As a top student in the finance department of a top-notch school, Huo Tinglan fiddled with high school math problems like a joke, and his level of explanation was even better than that of the search software. Ye Ci was originally good at mathematics and physics, but he had dropped out of school for too long and had poor foundations. He still had a bright mind. After listening to Huo Tinglan for a while, several difficult problems that he had been stuck on before suddenly became as clear as enlightenment.

"...The foundation is rather weak, but the brain is very smart, and I can keep up with it so quickly." Huo Tinglan's tone was a little gentler than before, and a look of narrowness flashed in his eyes, "It's just that I don't want to learn on purpose, right?"

"...Yeah." Ye Ci pursed his lips.

He lied on the donkey field downhill, his face was a little hot, and he didn't dare to look up.

"Do you still dare to 'hmm'?" Relying on Ye Ci not daring to look at him, Huo Tinglan raised the corners of his lips slightly, but his voice was serious, and he taught the children seriously.

Ye Ci lowered his head and listened, and as he listened, doubts gradually arose in his heart, his thin and delicate eyelids trembled slightly, he tilted his head towards Huo Tinglan wanting to see it or not, glanced at it, and quickly retracted it.

For some reason, he vaguely felt that... Huo Tinglan seemed to be doing it on purpose.

He knew that his character flaw was that he could hardly accept the tenderness and kindness of others, which would make him embarrassed, and he would feel comfortable treating him harshly. And Huo Tinglan's performance tonight was just right and unnatural, every word and every word was smooth, as if he had seen through him and did it on purpose, so that he could accept help with peace of mind.

But is it possible?

It's too self-indulgent, why?

Ye Ci straightened his thinking rationally.

Huo Tinglan leaned against the edge of the table, eyes downcast, watching Ye Ci's ever-changing micro-expressions playfully, suppressed a smile, and said in a deep voice: "You've been staring at me secretly, why... blame me for scolding you, are you not convinced?"

It's so much fun to tease Mr. Little, it's hard to stop.

"No," Ye Ci was caught and stared back at the paper, "It's not...staring."

Huo Tinglan typed a few more words.

Like Thorny Head, who was annoyed by reading, so he compromised for the sake of clear ears. Ye Ci promised Huo Tinglan that he would try his best to improve the completion of homework in the future, and ask him if he didn't understand.

The goal has been achieved, and there is only the last question left on the paper, Huo Tinglan stopped talking, tapped the question with a pen, and said, "Continue."

His operation tonight is not so much a step down for Ye Ci, but an impromptu ladder for Ye Ci.

Failing in the college entrance examination has always been Ye Ci's regret in his last life.

Perhaps because of the influence of Ye Hongjun's serious illness, Ye Ci once wanted to apply for a certain medical school, but unfortunately he encountered too many setbacks in his third year of high school, and his grades have not been able to catch up. Later, he ran races on the racing track for his livelihood, and he never gave up on self-study during this period. Unfortunately, he also failed the adult college entrance examination later...

Huo Tinglan wanted to make up for his shortcomings with his own hands.

He hoped that Ye Ci had the right to make a choice.

At the end of the paper is a big question with three small questions, and I can't finish it in ten minutes. Huo Tinglan had been standing with one hand propped on the table for a long time, no matter how strong his physical strength was, he felt a little tired. He read the questions, grabbed a swivel chair, and sat next to Ye Ci.

As he sat down, the distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

The aggressive alpha pheromone was heavily covered, and the oppressive feeling made Ye Ci lick his lower lip subconsciously. His lips were smooth and red, and the sweetness of vanilla was filled with saliva.

The Alpha pheromone lingering around him reminded Ye Ci that he moved from the bedroom to the study to do his homework not to listen to Huo Tinglan's lecture, but to provide Huo Tinglan with pheromone to delay the arrival of his susceptibility period.

After returning home, Uncle He gently reminded him to tear off the barrier stickers to facilitate the diffusion of pheromones...

In other words, at this moment, Huo Tinglan was smelling him.

…no.

How can such a normal treatment be thought of like this?

Ye Ci couldn't control his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more awkward he became, as if he wanted to rub his neck because he thought it was sore, he covered the back of his neck with his backhand, and looked at Huo Tinglan.

Sure enough, Huo Tinglan showed no distractions, and the profile of his face was particularly handsome because of his concentration.

You can tell by looking at it that you are not thinking wildly.

Ye Ci was ashamed for a while, and listened carefully with a correct attitude.

It was rare for Huo Tinglan to have a scalp-numbing topic. He wrote, calculated, and explained his ideas, leaving half of his mind idle.

—Half of an Alpha brain just about to move.

It captures and analyzes every breath that escapes from Ye Ci's body without authorization.

Pheromones of vanilla flavor.

very sweet.

This spice plant native to the tropical rainforest and popular among the European royal families in the old days is also called vanilla or vanilla. The sweet taste is easily reminiscent of cream.

Huo Tinglan didn't show any signs, looked at Ye Ci generously and calmly, and asked him a question about formula substitution.

Ye Ci was afraid that stuttering would be annoying, so he pursed his lips, rubbed his neck with his left hand to cover up, and wrote out a series of formulas with his right hand.

He smelled of cream.

Man is indeed like a teaspoon of soft cream.

Soft and trembling, trying in vain to cover up their sweet fragrance, pretending to be tough, for fear of being licked.

But the more you do this, the more recruiting you will be.

A+ grade Alpha's sense of smell is too sensitive, apart from Omega pheromone, Huo Tinglan can still passively smell something else.

The bleach that rinses the collar and cuffs smells harsh, like disinfectant.

There's also a citrus-scented laundry detergent that warms and cleans from polyester activewear.

And a small amount of sweat, not unpleasant, very light, hot like a small animal, and fresh and tender, soaked in the fibers of the pure cotton fabric inside, steamed by the boy's body temperature, with a green and sweet sensuality...

This was his lover when he was eighteen.

Wearing a school uniform, holding a gel pen, his skin is so white and tender that it seems to be glowing.

Alpha glands on the verge of susceptibility are soothed and calm.

However, something else was stirring.

Huo Tinglan smelled Ye Ci's scent calmly, his eyes were dark, his **** was surging, but his tone was straight, as if he really didn't have any evil intentions. He just adjusted his sitting posture, folded his left leg on his right leg loosely, blocking the possible sight from the side, and smiled: "...The final answer is this, do you understand?"

"Understood." Ye Ci nodded, so excited that he stopped stuttering, "This idea is very novel."

Huo Tinglan's problem-solving method is tricky, interesting and saves steps. Ye Ci has never seen such a wonderful operation. His eyes are shining brightly. He can't wait to pull out this exercise set from his schoolbag, wanting to find a similar type of problem and do it independently while it's hot. . However, as soon as the exercise set was spread out, he realized that he was "renewing his mind" too fast, and the character of the naughty boy collapsed before he could establish a firm foundation. He raised his eyes embarrassingly, met a pair of unfathomable black eyes, his heart skipped a beat, he scratched the curled corner of the exercise book with his fingers, and said without money here: "You are right today. ...I will change."

Huo Tinglan nodded slightly, and said with a half-smile, "If you know your mistakes, correct them, that's very good."

Ye Ci completely understood his attitude.

Huo Tinglan did that on purpose, replacing pity with discipline, quietly following him so that he could accept help calmly.

Ye Ci's fingers pinching the pen holder were turning white. He lowered his head and flipped through the exercise book, as if he was looking for a problem, but in fact he was trying to cover up his sore eye sockets.

Mr. Huo... is really a very good person.

The author has something to say:

The Huo dog who adjusted his sitting posture because he sucked the cubs in: Indeed.