The petite wife in ancient Alpha

"I'm not chasing after this?"

A treacherous and hoarse male voice came from the other end of the tomb passage, and the sound of blowing fell, a cluster of orange fire was ignited in the narrow and dark tomb passage, and the fire light reflected on the human face, blue and purple and ferocious.

Tong Hu was called to stop by the voice, and when he turned around, a flying knife wrapped in cold light pointed directly at Ling Zhi's face, and he dodged suddenly, covering Ling Zhi's vitals with his shoulders and arms, but Ling Zhi took a step ahead——

But hearing a "clang", the dagger was knocked down by the hairpin.

Ling Zhi jumped from Tong Hu's arms to the ground, and stared coldly at the man opposite the dog's corpse. The identity of the man was not difficult to guess, and there was no one who would provoke Tong Hu with dead rats except Jiang Yu.

"Shang Liyan, do you still like the meeting ceremony? It took me a lot of effort to catch it blindly!" Jiang Yu was not frustrated by the miss, and leisurely fiddled with the other throwing knife in his hand, with a rather yin-yang tone.

The corner of the clothes was held by Ling Zhi silently, Tong Hu suppressed his murderous intent, and said coldly: "To this day, you don't think you can hurt me with just a broken knife, do you?"

An extremely strong fragrance of ripe melon seeds radiated from Tong Hu's body, instantly filling the tomb passage.

The brutally suppressed pheromones easily suppressed Jiang Yu like a huge wave smashing a lone boat. After plopping on the ground, Jiang Yu's hands quickly couldn't support his upper body, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

But his gloomy eyes still showed no signs of defeat. He sneered twice, his expression as if he was determined to win was full of pride, "I originally wanted to kill you alone, but today I've made a lot of money."

The moment the sound fell, Jiang Yu picked up the thin thread hidden in the wet mud with a flying knife in his hand, and with a bang, both Tong Hu and Ling Zhi fell into the trap well more than two feet high.

After succeeding, Jiang Yu threw the throwing knife at the stone plate in the middle of the dog's corpse with his backhand.

Without the suppression of pheromones, Jiang Yu swayed to his feet, his wild laughter kept echoing in the tomb passage, he wanted to see how long the majestic alpha could survive in the dark well without eating or drinking!

The slow cough, together with the invisible dust, brought a weak vitality to the underground of the dead silence mechanism, and Tong Hu struggled to squeeze out the word "go down" from Ling Zhi who was in his arms.

"Oh." Ling Zhi was so startled by the mechanism that his head short-circuited, and for a moment he forgot that Tong Hu was still bearing the weight of his body, and hurriedly rolled aside.

Unexpectedly, there was no wet mud in the underground well of the trap, and his elbow ran over the gravel, which gave him the pain of a snake spitting out a "hiss" sound.

Immediately after an ominous premonition exploded in his mind, Ling Zhi raised Tong Hu's half body to his lap in panic, a thin layer of sweat unknowingly formed on his forehead, "Where does it hurt? Can you still move?"

Huozhezi had fallen somewhere long ago, and he couldn't see anything in the pitch black. Tong Hu's hair was damp and his neck was wet. As he groped, he sniffed for blood on his fingers.

"I was careless. I didn't expect that there would be a well in this dilapidated tomb passage without a single candlestick." His eyeballs were sore as if soaked in vinegar. Ling Zhi sniffed and wiped them off with his elbow. Tears came out, "I shouldn't have let you accompany me to the village, me, how can I explain to Uncle Tong..."

"Don't talk nonsense, Jiang Yu came for me. You fell into the trap well because of my exhaustion." Stopping his little paws that were shaking like chaff, Tong Huwu pulled out the sharp stone that pierced his back, slowly Put it on the ground, "This injury is not a problem, our Nichiren clan has been blessed by the sun since the division, as long as we don't die..."

"What do you mean not dying? Where did you hurt!" Ling Zhi was already anxious, but Tong Hu suddenly said "not dying", which scared him to the point of dying.

Seeing Ling Zhi's high-pitched and fierce voice, Tong Hu coughed half-heartedly twice, took Ling Zhi's hand and put it on the back of the bleeding back, "Here is the wound."

His mouth was so dry that he felt like a relative, the kind of kiss, like a kite blown down on the treetops, inseparably entwined.

Unable to bear the itch in his heart, Tong Hu propped up half of his body to get close to Ling Zhi's breath, and kissed him without thinking. The first kiss was not right, and he moved half an inch from the corner of his mouth to his lips.

Slowing down his breathing silently, Tong Hu licked his soft jelly lips, which were stained with sweet juice, and entered in a daze.

Greedy tongue stuck into the warm mouth, Tong Hu tentatively touched the frozen tip of the tongue, and then stirred it slightly, the sound of the water was like ripples, surging towards the heart layer by layer.

The saliva oozing from under Ling Zhi's tongue moistened his dry throat, and Tong Hu's heart was bubbling with beauty, and he couldn't help holding his clean little face, rubbing his thumb pamperingly.

Ling Zhi clenched his fists softly, his cheeks were hot, and his limbs trembled slightly. Tong Hu's gentle breath sprayed on his face, like the summer wind blowing on his face, warm.

The entangled wet tongue made people addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves, and even became hot all over. He hid in the dark and dared not respond at all.

If you break the inherent mode of getting along rashly, you may be like a yellow crane, and you will never return.

Glaciers and hidden volcanoes, spring winds carrying autumn leaves, if it comes to possibilities, they are all possible, but it is unreasonable.

Ling Zhi quietly moved his neck back, but Tong Hu refused to take it lightly, and kissed more passionately than before.

The breath that blows over the face loses its warmth and becomes extremely scorching.The palate was swept over by the domineering tip of the tongue, and the five internal organs were crispy, and the uncontrollable "um" leaked from the nasal cavity, and the ears were crying blood in shame.

Ling Zhi hastily turned his blushing face away, and complained, "You scared me."

Ignoring the darkened environment, Tong Hu made up Ling Zhi's anger in his brain, pursed his lips and joked: "Did you fall stupid? The reaction is so slow when you are frightened?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Ling Zhi angrily lifted his clothes and pulled out his sweat towel, tightly wrapped it around Tong Hu's wound twice, and tied it tightly.

Tong Hu cried out in pain, and was picked up by Ling Zhi without any tenderness at all.

Taking the long arm and carrying it on his shoulder, Ling Zhi slowly stepped back for more than eight steps before leaning against the wall, "Hold it up, wait here, I'll go find the fire pocket."

Tong Hu can't rest assured that Ling Zhi was looking for things in the dark alone, and quickly hooked Ling Zhi back into his arms, "Are you taking care of me? Actually..."

"Get out! Who will take care of you!" The two were very close, even if they didn't touch their ears, their breathing still tickled Ling Zhi's ears. In the dark, Ling Zhi glanced at Tong Hu, and muttered, "Shameless."

Tong Hu: "..."

He forgot that Ling Zhi guarded him like a prostitution/thief... although right now he was just doing it for safety.

However, some preconceived ideas are really difficult to correct. He has hated Ling Zhi for eight years because of Jiang Yu. If Ling Zhi insists on treating him as a prostitute/thief, he can't bear it.

Leaving aside the marks, having kissed, hugged, slept, and seen all over, Ling Zhi is already his "omega". No alpha can accept being protected by his own omega, and he can't afford to lose that people.

"I can find the exit of the organ well through tactile tracking, so you don't need to take the risk of finding the fire book."

Tong Hu briefly explained the situation, with his palms pressed against the wall, and for a moment of concentration, the darkness in front of his eyes was suddenly mixed with a little fire light, and the light flickered and distorted the scene.

The oil lamp illuminated the well, and followed the line of sight of the predecessors to look at the top of the head. The closed manhole cover was inserted with an iron bolt. Although the direction of the iron bolt was facing inward, both ends were blocked by the baffles controlled by the dark shaft. It can be seen that there is no way in the sky. can go.

The four walls of the mechanism well are as rough as the tomb passage, not to mention the murals and objects, even the walls have not been smoothed.

Among them, the wall on the east side is the most prominent. Touching from bottom to top, a not-so-spacious cave comes into view.

Judging from the height, female dolls over 15 years old cannot pass straight through, but it is the only way to the organ well.

Tong Hu withdrew his mind, and compared the height of the cave on Ling Zhi's arm, "The mouth of the cave probably comes to you, and it's not on flat ground. I'll push you in first, and you should knock your head carefully."

"The wound is bleeding so much and you still want to be a hero?" Ling Zhi curled his lips, not knowing what Tong Hu was fighting for, "I will push you up later, as long as it is not too high, my martial arts are not in vain practiced."

The overly happy mood weakened the pain of the wound, Tong Hu held Ling Zhi with one hand, and walked forward slowly with the other hand on the wall. He didn't answer, but he was afraid that his opening would be misunderstood as frivolity.

In this claustrophobic environment where there were only two people, Ling Zhi smelled very attractive. It was not like the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of tea, or the fragrance of wine, but the simple fragrance of wheat flour.

If Ling Zhi has pheromones, it must be the smell of cooking cakes he kneaded.

Tong Hu laughed again, as if laughing wasn't enough.

The gravel under his feet echoed in the open space, and it took Tong Hu nearly a cup of tea to feel out the protrusion under the cave.

The raised part was about half an arm higher than him, and it was not a slope. There was a lot of raised parts in the middle. It was difficult for people who went up later to catch the hands of those who went up first, and they were more likely to be scratched by rough stones.

Seeing Tong Hu not moving for a long time, Ling Zhi blinked in the dark, "Is it here, or is the wound hurting?"

"Well, it's here." Tong Hu didn't say a word of nonsense, squatting down and urging, "Step over my shoulder."

"No, you go first." Ling Zhi disagreed, wrapped his arms around Tong Hu's arm and pulled hard like a radish, "Don't forget that I am a policeman, no matter how bad I am, I have practiced martial arts for many years!"

"Stop making trouble, hurry up." Tong Hu turned a deaf ear, grabbed the clothes on Ling Zhi's waist, and forcibly lifted him to the top of the raised wall.

"Brother Huzi, you—"

Ling Zhi grasped the boulder with ten fingers, and moved the hand on his waist to one of his feet. Tong Hu pushed the sole of his boot and sent him directly to the exit.

After finding the point of strength, Ling Zhi turned around and stretched out his hand to Tong Hu, and patted the boulder to signal, "Come up quickly, I'm here."

Under Heigulongdong's acupuncture point, there was no response at all, Ling Zhi almost thought he was deaf, he shouted anxiously: "Brother Huzi, don't make such jokes, come up quickly!"

When the emotion reached a critical point, the heart would explode in his chest, and Ling Zhi moved to the edge of the boulder again and again, his palms frantically beating on the uneven stone surface.

"Tong Hu, if you dare to lie to me, I will..."

Threats are not interrupted.

He doesn't know what "I just" is.