"Ranbo?" Bai Chunian got up slowly, rubbed off the dry water stains stuck to his eyelashes, and sat on the bed for a while.

The iron railing at the head of the bed has been melted by the high temperature generated by the current, and there are only a few half-dead blue jellyfish left in the fish tank beside the bed. Rimbaud is not in the bedroom.

Bai Chunian didn't take off his clothes before going to bed last night, and his hair was in a mess. He pulled on his slippers and walked out of the bedroom. He went to the living room, study, gym, and the gym, and he didn't find anyone. The house was quiet.

He started rummaging through the boxes to find Rimbaud's invoices and certificates.

He pulled out all the drawers in the house, turned them upside down, lifted the carpets and sheets, and searched every corner where documents might be hidden.

The room was full of panicked emotional pheromones that could not be restrained from overflowing from the glands. Bai Chunian's eyes were congested, and even though the temperature of the air conditioner was very low, he was still sweating profusely.

"Take it away?" Bai Chunian sat paralyzed on the scattered carpet, distracted, fumbled for the phone with his hand beside him, and called Lan Bo.

The ringing tone of the mobile phone sounded harsh in the silent room. When the ringing of another mobile phone rang muffled from the messy sheets, Bai Chunian's eyelids slowly turned red.

"Are you here, looking for this?"

Rimbaud hung upside down from the balcony ceiling, with his tail curled on the clothesline, and indifferently flipped through the folder in his hand, which contained invoices and proofs.

Bai Chunian sat up abruptly, followed the sound and looked towards the balcony, Lan Bo let go of his tail and landed on the ground, with his tailbone supporting his body and standing at the balcony door.

Alpha stood up, walked over with tired steps, and stood in front of Rimbaud with his hands down, looking at him haggardly.

Lan Bo rudely raised the folder and swiped Bai Chunian's face, causing him to stagger two steps and almost lose his footing. Lan Bo sat at the coffee table on the balcony and looked at Alpha's embarrassment with his head indifferently. The tip of the tail patted on the ground beside the chair.

For a moment, even Bai Chunian was stunned by this inexplicable majesty, he raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth to see if he was bleeding: "What do you mean, I really think I'm a king, do I still have to? kneel down?"

After speaking, a piece of fish tail wrapped around his neck, and when he pulled it hard, Alpha was pulled over by his neck and forced to kneel on the floor, his face buried in the fins of his lower abdomen.

Rimbaud had already re-wrapped the moisturizing bandage that was almost torn apart last night, covering the bite marks except for the neck. He rested his palm on the alpha's hair to release a pheromone to soothe the alpha, and his slender and white fingers also lost a bloody tooth. print.

Bai Chunian grabbed his fins, pulled the omega off the chair, turned over to hold him down, and the powerful oppression pheromone was overwhelming and bound to Rimbaud, who held his back and was hit by the high-level oppression pheromone. The sensitive nerves of the body, the sharp fingernails of both hands deeply embedded in the skin behind the alpha, scratching light red blood.

But what he released was still a calming pheromone that was not mixed with oppression. The gentle fragrance of white thorn rose neutralized the acrid smell of alcohol in the room, like a pair of invisible hands, gently soothing alpha's arched and trembling back.

"You hit me." Bai Chunian buried his head in Lanbo's neck, his voice choked, "I haven't, I've only hugged you since I was born. How can you not be angry at all, for you to reproduce Is it an ordinary thing, so what are we now, roommates, colleagues, gun buddies who can never be seen again with luggage at any time."

Rimbaud couldn't understand the difference and connection between these words at all. He only felt that Alpha wanted this invoice so much that he wanted to go crazy. He almost ate him alive last night.

But even if he didn't know much about human society, he could hear from the president's serious tone that the invoice and the certificate were linked to his freedom. Keep it, don't give it to anyone, the most reliable right to freedom is in your own hands."

Alpha was clinging to his body, his heart was beating very fast, Rimbaud increased the concentration of soothing pheromones, and stroked his hair with his palms.

The oppressive pheromone released by Bai Chunian became weaker and weaker, and was gradually dissipated by the light fragrance of white thorn roses, and the gentle scent wrapped and soothed him. He couldn't help but arched the omega's neck again. He was temporarily immersed in the gentle village, unable to think, let alone control his glands. Two snow-white, fluffy, pitifully drooping ears emerged from his black hair.

The sensitive lion's ears were touched by the cold fingertips, hurriedly flicked it and disappeared.

Bai Chunian raised his head, the corners of his eyes were red, and he was a little embarrassed and whispered, "You didn't see anything."

Rimbaud's serious and indifferent face suddenly couldn't hold back, he giggled and rubbed his hair: "nalaei mo. (Little cute/little villain)"

Bai Chunian got up and sat in the mess with his back to the mermaid, scratching his hair in confusion: "Tsk."

The folders were scattered on the ground during the dispute between the two. Bai Chunian noticed the invoice floating by his hand, picked it up and glanced at it.

"...copy...?"

Bai Chunian was confused. He picked up the certificate from the ground and looked at it. It was also a copy.

A golden Liberty Bird Medal fell out of the folder, and Rimbaud's name was engraved under the medal.

Like the Red Cross feathers of the Alliance Medical Society and the crossed submachine guns of the Alliance Explosion-Proof Group, the Golden Freedom Bird is the symbol of the Alliance Agent Group.

Bai Chunian picked up the medal and looked at it with wide eyes: "What do you mean?"

"I'm too lazy to talk." Rimbaud turned back into the fish tank and sunk lazily to make up for his sleep.He didn't sleep well at all last night. The little lion was too noisy, curled up beside him and shivered and talked in his sleep. He had to coax him sideways and use pheromones to appease him.Until the middle of the night, the alpha's body temperature became unbearable, and he rolled into the fish tank to cool down, and then hung it on the balcony clothes pole to blow air and sleep.

Bai Chunian was lying on the side of the fish tank, reaching in and stirring the water to fetch him: "I was worried that you would be unhappy so I ran back here. Don't sleep, I haven't seen enough of you yet."

Rimbaud released two blue jellyfish to perfunctory him.

Bai Chunian lay beside the fish tank for a while, then got up in a fit of anger and went to the kitchen to cook.In order to punish the mermaid, he made a table of vegetarian dishes without a piece of meat.