【Lou Cheng】Clear tea and wine

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"...What? Locked in the room and can't come out? How can you get wet all over?" Ming Lou asked sharply, "Hurry up and open the door for me to see what's going on."

"It's locked from the inside, can't you open it?" Minglou thought anxiously: "What about the Mingtai? Let him kick it open."

"Young master went out?" Minglou's lungs were about to explode with anger: "I've been fooling around outside all day! See if I go back today and pick off the skin of this brat! Don't cry, listen to Ah Cheng first and don't approach him room, I'll be right back!"

Mingcheng must have his reasons for doing this, but what happened to him?It's not normal to be locked in the room soaked in water and unable to come out.

Could it be that it was discovered during wiring?Or what happened at customs?

No, even so, it shouldn't be the reaction.

Ming Lou frowned tightly, countless possibilities flashed through his mind in an instant, but none of them had anything to do with returning home and staying behind closed doors, or even driving A Xiang away.

The driver who was temporarily arranged to take Minglou back soon arrived, and just as he opened the door to say hello to Minglou, he was dragged out of the car by Minglou.With a sullen face, Minglou ignored the driver's inquiry, closed the door and drove away towards the Ming mansion.The driver who was sprayed with car exhaust was stunned.He opened his mouth to complain, but there was no one around him, so the cold wind was pouring into his mouth, so he had no choice but to close his mouth resentfully.In the end, he muttered a few words and walked back to the office by himself.

([-]) (meat, enter with caution)

You know what it feels like to be a dying fish thrown on the shore?In vain, I opened and closed my mouth but couldn't breathe, flicked my tail fin desperately but couldn't get salvation, was dried up by the sun bit by bit, and the heat invaded every corner of my body bit by bit, and then my consciousness gradually Stripped, despair engulfed.

Mingcheng was the fish that was thrown on the bank to be grilled.

Mingcheng filled the bathtub with cold water and lay down in it, just to dissipate the unbearable heat on his body, but until he was frozen and unconscious, the fire in his body was still burning hotter and hotter, and his forehead was still hot. I kept rolling down big sweat.

It was cold, and his skin was covered with goose bumps. He didn't need to look to know that his fingers must have turned blue and white and were trembling slightly.

It was dry and hot, not only the burning sensation of the flames in his body, but also the accompanying irritability and thirst, which made him dare not and did not have the strength to step out of the bathtub.

Lust, he thinks it should be called this name, clamoring to make him want to be entered, want to be filled, want a powerful alpha to bite his neck and press him to the ground, let those aggressive breaths fill his body every corner of the

Rational, long-term training allowed him to grit his teeth and stay relatively awake even at such a moment, even though this had surpassed the pain of the most brutal torture he had ever experienced.

Mingcheng felt helpless, afraid, and uncontrollable panic.Even though his nose was sore, he never allowed his tears to fall.

I don't know how long it took, but his mind was numb from the torment.He began to lose control of what he was thinking, and he felt as if he had returned to the cold and snowy winter when he was a child.

Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the clothes Aunt Gui gave him never had a few balls of cotton. At that time, he was less than ten years old and had a high fever, dragging a waist-high bucket to wipe the glass of the mansion at Aunt Gui's request.It would be very painful to throw a rag into the icy cold water for hands with chilblains, but at that time, he could no longer feel the pain in his hands, only the endless cold and burning cheeks were hot when facing the cold wind The pain was eroding his nerves inch by inch.His body was numb from the cold, and he couldn't stand up, so he fell directly to the ground and knocked over the bucket on the ground.Aunt Gui saw him and taught him a lesson with a feather duster in her hand. He was in pain, and his clothes were soaked in water, making it even more difficult to resist the howling cold wind. Aunt Gui never hesitated to curse him with the most vicious words, which made his heart tremble riddled with sores.He curled up on the ground looking at the large snowflakes falling outside, trembling his lips but didn't know who to turn to for help.

who can save me...

Mingcheng hugged his body and slowly curled up.

who can save me...

"Brother..." he murmured unconsciously, as if he had found a life-saving straw

"Big brother..."

The one who can save him, the one with the warmest embrace...

His throat was tight, he couldn't make a sound hoarsely, he could only open and close his lips in vain

"Brother, help me..."

When Ming Lou entered the gate of the Ming mansion, he saw his car parked crookedly on one side, without even closing the door, and felt a chill in his heart. Ming Cheng, a person who does everything without leaking water, must have had something serious happen to panic so far.

"Ah Cheng! Ah Cheng?" Minglou rushed upstairs and slammed on the door first, but after waiting for a while, there was no sound from the door.Minglou took a deep breath to calm himself down and stop thinking about it. Instead of brute force to open the door, he took out a thin iron wire from his pocket, and opened the door lock twice.

"Go downstairs first, don't come up unless I tell you." Minglou ordered to Axiang who was watching anxiously behind her, if something really happened, it would save trouble if one less person saw it.

Ah Xiang went downstairs in response, just waiting downstairs wiping her tears.

If anything happens to Ah Cheng...

Minglou knew that he was afraid, he saw his fingers trembling slightly on the doorknob.

He clenched the gun tightly in his hand and slammed the door open.

The strong tea fragrance came oncoming, which directly captured Minglou's sense of smell.

In the first second, Minglou subconsciously admired the rich and sweet tea fragrance, like the fresh fragrance of the top tea leaves just picked in the tea garden, which is stir-fried by the skilled old man.In the second second, Ming Lou was quickly aroused by the rich omega pheromone in it, and his body's reaction was long before he realized that he was desperately informing him of the deliciousness of this omega.In the third second, he put down the gun in his hand and rushed in because he found that there was no one in the room.

He quickly closed the door of Mingcheng's room to prevent the pheromone from spreading out, while anxiously looking for Mingcheng's whereabouts.

Then he spotted the bathroom light.

He rushed over immediately, but the sight in front of him almost made his heart stop beating.

"Acheng!"

Minglou looked at Mingcheng, who was trembling in the bathtub, so soaked that even his lips were frozen and blue, his eyes were red with anxiety.He quickly reached out his hand to hug Mingcheng out of the bathtub, but when he touched the water surface, he shivered from the biting chill.

How long has Mingcheng been here?He could hardly think about it.

Regardless of getting his clothes wet, he leaned over and hugged Mingcheng out of the bathtub. The severe heartache made his voice tremble: "You...you want my life?"

The soaked shirt covered Mingcheng's thin body, if not for that body still trembling, Minglou wouldn't know if Mingcheng was still alive.Mingcheng's face was pale but still flushed abnormally, but his pale fingers suddenly grasped Minglou's hand, his eyes that had been closed all the time opened and looked straight at Minglou, his chapped lips opened and closed No sound.Minglou hurriedly put his ear to Mingcheng's lips, only to hear his voice as thin as a mosquito, as if it was squeezed out of his throat with all his strength.

"Brother...help...I..."

Minglou has not seen Mingcheng in such a fragile state for decades, and has sworn that Mingcheng will not fall into such a situation again. The last time Mingcheng was in this state was when he escaped from Aunt Gui and fainted at the age of ten. When in front of myself.Minglou's heart felt as if he had been stabbed with a knife, and the pain was unbearable. He hugged Mingcheng and just wanted to cover him with the quilt quickly to warm him up. His eye sockets were hot and he was about to shed tears.

Mingcheng looked at Minglou without blinking, with vulnerability and pleading, as if Minglou was the only spider silk he could grab to escape hell.

Minglou didn't dare to look into Mingcheng's eyes, the endless self-blame made his chest sore.Minglou quickly stripped off Mingcheng's drenched clothes, and then wrapped Mingcheng tightly with a quilt.

Minglou needs to go downstairs to get some warm water, Mingcheng looks obviously seriously dehydrated, and he himself urgently needs to calm down.

Minglou just turned around and stopped, because Mingcheng struggled out of the quilt and grabbed his cuffs, his eyes were red and tears rolled down his face.

"...I'm not leaving, I'm just going to get you some water, and I'll be back with you soon." Minglou stuffed Mingcheng's arm back under the quilt, and didn't know if Mingcheng, who was completely unconscious, listened Knowing my own words, I hurried downstairs to get water.

"Eldest young master, Ah Cheng..." Seeing Ming Lou coming downstairs, Ah Xiang hurriedly went up to ask.

"He... is fine," Minglou walked into the kitchen and ordered again and again: "You don't need to worry about today's affairs, and you don't let the young master come near Ah Cheng's room when he comes back. I'll take care of it."

"Can……"

"Don't ask why, I don't have time to explain now," Minglou looked around and found his target: "You just need to make dinner as usual."

After Minglou finished giving Axiang's instructions, he ran back to Mingcheng's room with the water bottle he had found, locked the door with his backhand, and went to see Mingcheng's situation.

Mingcheng lingered on the bed in pain, and the quilt was thrown aside. The alpha pheromone brought by Minglou further stimulated his sensitive body during estrus, almost driving him crazy.

Minglou sat on the edge of the bed and restrained Mingcheng's twitching body, watching him wheezing in pain and frowning