[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 17: Stockholm (17)

Of course, it's not to blame for the Federation showing nervousness towards him during the conversation. No one knew that the lamb was actually pretending to be blind. Even he and Arnold guessed that the lamb never responded positively. The three of them, like a nameless and secret mission, share a common and urgent goal. Xiao Yang is a military strategist who likes to take risks. What about him? It must be his turn to be useful in this gladiatorial fight, right?

    Ethel thought boredly.

Suddenly, Ethel, who closed her eyes and rested, heard the door open, followed by the sound of very light footsteps.

Ethel had a premonition in his mind who it was, and was about to open his eyes, but his eyes were covered by gentle palms.

Then, everything seemed to be repeating what happened this morning, and the lamb fell down on him again. Ethel felt that it was more like a soft cloud falling in his arms. Maybe after that, he was the first fanatic who dared to talk nonsense about meteorology without going to the sky. It's terrible... Ethel, who is soft and fragrant in her arms, shows a little complacent and troubled. You must know that Arnold gave him a look of "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person" before he left. But what can I do? Ethel felt that the lamb was the perfect creature for all his sexual fantasies.

What's even more amazing is that Lin Huaisheng seemed to know that Ethel was about to open his mouth to speak, so it seemed that a blind lamb was trying to feel with his palm, but he "accidentally" precisely covered Ethel's mouth again.

    Ethel's voice was like a stream of air.

"Does your 'wait for me' mean throwing yourself into your arms at this meeting?"

    Ethel turned black and white maliciously.

Even though he was asked by the lamb to close his eyes so he couldn't see, Ethel could completely imagine Lin Huaisheng's soft and handsome face blushing a little bit. Although he was angry with him, it must be pretty.

To be honest, Lin Huaisheng really didn't want to contact Ethel alone unless necessary. Ethel was the type he was not good at dealing with, and was more difficult and nasty.

The hand on Ethel's lips pressed harder, apparently telling someone to shut up.

Ethel subconsciously pursed his lips, and then he realized that what he did was kissing the palm of a lamb. If he was not allowed to open his eyes, Ethel could only tremble with his eyelashes, and those who knew him well would know that it was a blink he wanted to do.

"Don't talk."

"My back is facing the surveillance camera, so I can't capture my expressions and mouth movements, but you are facing it."

Okay. Ethel thought regretfully in his heart.

Then, Lin Huaisheng conjured a very small knife out of nowhere, and stuffed it into Ethel's cuff with a groping movement.

"Hide it well and use it tonight. The door lock of the interrogation room is not strong, can you find a way to open it?"

Under the cover of Lin Huaisheng, Ethel buckled the code with his knuckles on Lin Huaisheng's thigh.

[OK]

"Do you know how tall I am?"

[About 180? ]

Ethel subconsciously gave the answer.

"Are you good at math?"

[Does a master's degree count? ] Correspondingly, Ethel wrote an "M" of "Master" on Lin Huaisheng's leg.