Yan Yi stretched out half of his body and glanced at it, frowning.

In the evening, it rained heavily outside the house, making a popping sound through the glass window. Although the curtains were only half hung, there was no sunlight outside the window, and the bedroom was dark.

Lan Bo was lying on his side, with his hands on the alpha's head in his arms. Bai Chunian was sound asleep, and his even breathing was gently sprayed on his chest, warm.

He picked up the ends of Bai Chunian's hair that was hanging around his neck, and found that there was a circle of marks on his neck that were slightly darker than other parts of the skin. Logically speaking, the Dead Sea Heart Rock collar was not tight, and should not be worn to the skin. degree, then the only possibility is that from a certain point in time, Bai Chunian needs the collar to limit the number of energy overflows.

After discovering that Bai Chunian had left the apartment in the middle of the night, Lan Bo received a call from Yan Yi, asking him to come to the headquarters to meet and discuss with him overnight.

Yan Yi turned the computer to him, and played a video from the beginning. The video was muted and blurred, leaving enough decency for Rimbaud, but as a party, Rimbaud knew at a glance what the video was recording.

Yan Yi said that Bai Chunian had seen this video. It was at the beginning of June, but Duan Yang only explained this. Bai Chunian was very smart. Duan Yang couldn't even say what day Bai Chunian planned to do it.

If it wasn't for Rimbaud who went around the back room in the bedroom and found a calendar dated by Bai Chunian, Bai Chunian might have really fooled everyone's eyes, and no one could tell this. He did it because there is no evidence.

Yan Yi originally planned to send secret agents to intercept Bai Chunian back, but Yan Yi also knew that if Bai Chunian really deployed the whole plan meticulously, no one could stop him. If there was a conflict with the ioa secret agent , even if he wants to keep Xiaobai at that time, it will be impossible.

Therefore, Yan Yi told Rimbaud all the stakes, and it was most appropriate for him to bring Xiaobai back.

Lan Bo looked down at Alpha's unsuspecting sleeping face squeezed into his arms. The scar on his face was still a little swollen. He had carefully looked at this face many times. Gao, he often pinches it to get taller, and the cat's eye that goes up is his favorite, it doesn't look easy to tame, but it's tame.

Because alpha likes to stick to him and express love in his ears all the time, Rimbaud misunderstands his love a little, because believers ask for something when they express their worship to him.

The fish in the sea begged him for reproduction and survival, the kinsmen asked for health and beauty, the human beings asked for a good harvest, and the sailors hoped to avoid sea disasters.

"What do you want." Rimbaud lowered his head and approached him, his lips pressed against his forehead.

After a while, he sat up from the bed and looked down at his tail.

There are thousands of scales on the fish tail, and he has never examined each piece since he was born, but the sirens of all dynasties have such a distinctive scale. When Ren was born, the previous one would retreat into the deep sea and no longer appear, leaving only a scale on Mermaid Island to commemorate the fact that he once led this group.

The slender fingers rubbed along the scales, and the scales passing by the fingertips lit up with blue light like being lit up. Still flickering, like never going out.

"Oh, there really is." Rimbaud put his nails in the gaps of the scales, tilted it up, and pulled it completely down the edge where it joined the flesh. Usually he is quite sloppy and rough in his work, but this time he was very careful.

However, this scale grew so strong that Rimbaud failed to pull it out after several attempts, so he squeezed the edge of the scale with both hands and slammed it.

The scales came down, but Lanbo's entire fish leaned back and slammed Bai Chunian, who was already sleeping on the edge of the bed, onto the floor.

It was too painful, Rimbaud bit his lip without making a sound, and pressed his fingers on the bleeding fish tail to relieve the pain. He ignored Bai Chunian for a while, and it took a while for the pain to subside.

He turned his back to the edge of the bed, and after heaved a sigh of relief, he looked back. Bai Chunian was not on the bed. He was squatting on the edge of the bed, revealing a pair of eyes peeking at him, and his plush ears were stuck on his head as if he had made a mistake.

From Bai Chunian's point of view, it was after he fell asleep that Lan Bo became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and he finally got up and beat him up just now that he couldn't bear it any longer.

Rimbaud: "What are you doing?"

Bai Chunian whispered, "How dare I speak."

"Here." Lan Bo handed a scale and stretched it out in front of Bai Chunian.

But what Bai Chunian saw first was his scaled tail. He stood up, climbed onto the bed and touched the slightly swollen edge: "It's all bald, what are you doing pulling it out?" He got a little saliva from his mouth, Apply it to Rimbaud's slightly bleeding wound.

"You stand up." Rimbaud grabbed his arm and asked him to retreat under the bed and stand in front of him.

He was wearing only a pair of black boxer pants, and the scars on his body were dazzlingly red on his white skin. Bai Chunian put his hands behind his back, no matter what Lanbo wanted to do to him, he never resisted.

Rimbaud's fingertips hooked his trousers waist and tugged it down, revealing the skin of his crotch, where he also had the name he engraved before.

"Don't move." Rimbaud supported his leg, pressed his thumb on the thin varicose lower abdomen with blue blood vessels, found a suitable position, and inserted the end of the scale into his skin.

Bai Chunian hissed cold air, but Lan Bo didn't stop, he pushed the scales inward until the scales completely submerged under the skin, and then the wound healed, covering the scales inside.

Through the skin, he could feel a foreign body in the shape of scales. When he moved, the scales would rub against the muscles inside, but miraculously, it would not cause him to inflame, and the wounds on his body had a tendency to heal.

"It's not pornographic." Rimbaud kissed the skin and whispered, "No wonder you're reluctant to leave the land. Love is attractive, I feel it."

"I'm like a Christmas tree you decorated." Bai Chunian looked down at himself. However, mermaids do have the habit of decorating things. They attach beautiful conch shells and butterfly shells to their favorite things, and set gems on the walls. Mermaids always dress up their favorite things (including their spouses) carefully, and then compare with each other, so Alpha mermaids look better than omega mermaids.