The Fallen Merman [人鱼陷落]

Chapter 67

The rapid braking inertia threw Rimbaud forward. In order to avoid danger, his body instinctively rolled into a fish ball. The translucent ball squeezed through the gap between the driver's seat and the co-pilot and fell into Bai Chunian's arms. .

Bai Chunian controlled the direction of the car with one hand, gradually slowed down the car, and wrapped the fish ball with his right hand to prevent him from rolling on the car.

After the speed of the car stabilised, Lan Bo stretched out his body and put his arms around Bai Chunian's neck.

Bai Chunian's mind was full of the translucent jelly-like pink hole, and he stuttered: "Don't show this to others casually. The one in front is the same, neither is allowed."

Rimbaud leaned on his shoulder and looked at him in confusion: "This is a sacred place that connects with the sea, communicates with the sea, so I love it very much. You dislike it very much."

Bai Chunian took a deep breath and exhaled: "I can't tell you."

"Randi is cute." Rimbaud gave a harmless smile.

Bai Chunian parked the car next to an abandoned factory building 200 metres away from the seafood processing factory in the port. He asked Lan Bo to get out of the car first, and sat in the driver's seat and closed his eyes for a while.

He was clutching the real AC medicine that was exchanged in his pocket, and wanted to give Rimbaud an injection immediately.

But this thought was only a moment's struggle in his mind and then extinguished. Bai Chunian took out a tube of inhibitor from the drawer, bit off the needle cap of the syringe, and curved his forearm into the vein.

A stinging pain from the blood made him particularly awake. He leaned on the headrest and rested for a while, waiting for the restlessness in his blood vessels to pass before getting out of the car.

When the estrus period is approaching, the body becomes extremely sensitive, and even the mind becomes extremely fragile. Bai Chunian dislikes the feeling of not being able to fully control his body, but he has no choice.

He pushed open the car door, and Rimbaud sat bored on the hood and waited for him, the fish tails curled together like a human cross-legged. The sky was completely dark, and there were no street lights around. Rimbaud sat hunched over, playing with the lighter he took from his pocket. The lighter is in the shape of a skull with its mouth closed. The thumb opens its closed jaw, and green windproof and cold flames emerge from the skull's eyes, reflecting Rimbaud's side face brightly.

Bai Chunian held the car door and stared at him, suddenly walked over, took the lighter back from his hand, then raised one leg and knelt on the front cover of the car, bowed his head and kissed him.

Alpha's breath has the smell of his pheromone, and the pheromone of the beast's glands has its own irritability and aggression. Even the pheromone to appease is an aggressive force to appease, even if he tries his best to act like a clingy kitten , the nature engraved in the gene cannot be changed.

"Don't do this." Bai Chunian held Lan Bo's face and forced him to kiss him, "I don't want to go to prison."

From Rimbaud's point of view, with the alpha movement, the black hair swept down his cheeks, his eyebrows and eyes became deeper in the dark, and his black eyelashes were thick and long. He did grow up and became much better looking than when he was a child.

Rimbaud was sluggishly aware of a feeling of loss.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Chunian's arm tightly, his sharp claws penetrated deeply into Alpha's skin.