MTL - After Helping the Protagonist Escape From the Lunatic, I Was Targeted-Chapter 35

After listening to this difficult broadcast, Shen Luyang didn't hesitate for a minute, got dressed and rushed downstairs.

During the process, I made two calls to Xie Weihan, but no one answered.

He didn't have any clothes on, only a T-shirt and a thin jacket on his body at the temperature of five or six degrees, jumped into the car and stomped on the accelerator hard.

Shen Luyang: All, what's going on? How is Teacher Xie now?

【System repairing...】

Shen Luyang snorted.

Is this dead?

Everything is dead, this time is this serious?

The fourth time the call went unanswered, Shen Luyang could not wait to put two wings and fly over.

Both sides of the always brightly lit road seemed to be covered with a layer of black gauze at this moment, and it was dark, pressing the already urgent heart, and every beat was very difficult.

Along the way he imagined countless possibilities.

Today is Shifan and Jiang Nuanyu’s evening self-study and answering questions. If Shifan is in the office, is it possible that some students ask Xie Weihan to stay in the evening self-study, while Jiang Nuanyu asks for leave, and the students leave after answering the questions, leaving only two students in the office. alone...

Then why does the system say "two people are far apart" when prompted?

Did the unexpected situation occur after the two people separated, or did the system make a mistake in judgment?

System error, bug, or...human?

Shen Luyang frantically rang the doorbell, but no one answered. The neighbors who passed by gave him a strange look, but he didn't pay attention. He accidentally pressed the handle, only to find that the door was unlocked.

He pushed it away.

The brain that didn't wake up was anxious and confused, and even took time to imagine angrily, according to Teacher Xie's face, how dangerous it is to open the door!

How can you not take care of yourself!

It was dark inside, and Shen Luyang couldn't even smell the slightest pheromone, but he had a strange intuition.

Xie Weihan was inside, in a certain room.

He hasn't experienced the "increase in the dark value" for so long after entering the book, and now all of them are dead, and he doesn't even have a discussion.

Then don't discuss it, these two days are really embarrassing.

Shen Luyang decided to be reckless.

Betting that Xie Wei Han's dark value rises and the double pressure of the susceptible period will not hurt him.

He closed the door and locked it with a strong sense of security.

Fang Yi said that Xie Weihan is a highly egoistic antisocial personality disorder, but Shen Luyang has an inexplicable confidence in him, and his self-control is higher than pathological.

If he loses control, he cannot be eaten, and he is not a rookie.

Shen Luyang snapped his neck and made a "crack".

In junior high and high school, every time Shen Luyang fought with people because of his righteousness, he always went there with the mentality of "This time I will definitely die, I have to do this kind thing to scare you to death, right, you are a living Bodhisattva!".

After many years, he has become an adult who has learned to do good with reason.

But it did not delay his reckless return.

Men are young until they die.

Shen Luyang, who was shackled by the rules of the system, didn't want to think so much.

He looked around the living room, but there was none, during which he shouted "Mr. Xie, I'm Shen Luyang", but no one responded.

There is no moon tonight, the curtains are drawn, and everything is dark.

A little terrified.

The living Bodhisattva who came up was so frightened that Shen Luyang coughed and shouted freely, "Teacher Xie, come out, I'm Shen Luyang, your house is so dark, I'm a little scared."

While saying that, Shen Luyang pushed open the door of what was probably the study. He hadn't gone in the last time he came here. With a little curiosity and a little vigilance, he rushed in the moment the door opened.

It was darker than the living room inside, and he stood at the door and rubbed his eyes like a fool for a long time to get used to it.

Why not use a cell phone flashlight?

Shen Luyang took a deep breath and wanted to laugh a little because he was stupid, and then he laughed.

Halfway through the laugh, the back of my neck froze.

A chill appeared behind him without any warning, and the hypothermic body temperature was like a block of ice.

Shen Luyang's hair stood on end, his breathing stagnated.

Alpha's intuition told him - run!

He closed his eyes, clenched his fingers, his neatly manicured nails carved blood marks on the palms of his hands, and the pain grabbed the nerves that were fleeing frantically.

He subconsciously raised his foot and put it back again.

"Teacher Xie," he spoke again, his voice was extremely dry, as if the vocal cords were stuck on sandpaper, making bloodstains, and he had to make a sound, "I'm Shen Luyang."

"Yeah." A weight that can't be ignored rested on Shen Luyang's right shoulder, squatting lightly - Xie Weihan's chin.

The voice is still restrained, like metal sealed in the ice, and there is an unintelligible humming in the tremor.

Shen Luyang heard him say in this magnetic alienated voice, "I know."

he knows.

With a faint sigh of relief, Shen Luyang's hand swung back subconsciously and touched a cold, skinny hand.

He held it tightly, the temperature difference causing him to shiver indistinctly.

I don't know if it was because of the system crash or something else, but nothing happened between touches.

At least there is no sign of Shen Luyang's susceptibility period coming.

Shen Luyang tried his best to keep his voice calm, but instinct made him tremble slightly, it was natural, he was afraid of S-level Alpha.

He had never done this before, because Xie Weihan had always taken good care of him.

Now let him take care of Xie Weihan.

"Teacher Xie, your susceptible period is over, I brought Fang Yi's medicine, you—"

The voice came to an abrupt end, and Shen Luyang's throat pressed a skeletonized hand, forcefully strangling the remaining words.

A slight sense of suffocation made Shen Luyang tighten the hand that was holding Xie Weihan, insisting on shaking his voice and saying, "I didn't, tell Fang Yi... I'm alone, I came here..."

The strength relaxed slightly, and the breath on the side of the neck was also cold, which made Shen Luyang feel that he was cold.

The cold lips pressed against the same soft earlobe, and the cool breath fell into the ears. Shen Luyang's fingertips were numb, trying to keep himself from dodging. During the trembling breath, he smelled something on his body that seemed to make him fall. Red wine aroma.

He hadn't smelled it in days and missed it a bit.

The voice was close to the ear bone, the lips kissed the ear lightly, and the most intimate gesture was used to express the threat.

"Why are you here?"

"Come to find you."

"Why do you know?"

"…can not say."

The earlobe hurt, and the sharp teeth only touched it lightly, leaving wet marks and numbness that made people feel helpless, like a not severe warning.

Shen Luyang shrugged his shoulders because of the pain, and a muffled groan came out of his throat.

From this pain, like a sun-hungry plant, he sensitively found the indulgent temptation hidden in danger.

Like some kind of indescribable hint, floating and sinking in the ambiguous air, the holder is not eager to let him understand, but enjoys watching his confused and eager appearance.

Shen Luyang tried his best to understand, even if it was only a little possible, he had to try.

He insisted on repeating what Xie Weihan had taught—the five fingers were slowly separated, slowly and tentatively squeezed into each other's fingers, and the soft and delicate skin was in close and gentle contact, making his throat slightly tight and his lips slightly open. They just held hands, but they were so nervous that they even breathed lightly.

To interlock your fingers - the first knowledge point of the last teaching.

He remembered.

The fingers on his Adam's apple tightened by an inch. Shen Luyang did not resist, but simply endured it in embarrassment. He clenched his hand even more incomprehensibly. The healthy complexion and the excessively cold white fingers formed a strange and harmonious contrast, as if entrenched on a branch. The viper, tightened a little bit.

The slippery scales rubbed against the straight rhizomes of the plant, possessing the sweetness of the stamens, and Snake Xin was in no hurry to taste it, only licking the tightened and blooming buds again and again.

In order to relieve the oppression of suffocation, Shen Luyang leaned back, his pupils stared at the dark sky, the tip of his bitten ear was blood red, and his breathing became more rapid.

He almost fell into Xie Weihan's arms.

The victim raised his fragile neck, and in the cold, moonless night, clasped his fingers with the cruel perpetrator, and on the bleeding fingertips, snuggled eagerly, eagerly, and warmly in the darkness.

A cruel and gentle picture.

Shen Luyang used the other hand to hold Xie Weihan's hand that was stuck in his throat, and broke it down - it was unimaginably easy.

The other party seemed to have been waiting for him to do so, and the cold and wet kiss fell on the warm neck, like sniffing an exquisite dinner, careful, gentle, and terrifying.

Shen Luyang is like a hunter stared at by cold-blooded animals, struggling in vain and over-optimistically in the dark-colored dream woven by the other side.

He wanted to turn his head, but was restrained, unable to move, only his mouth could move, opening and closing, hoarse and trembling: "Teacher Xie, I have already held you."

The clasped fingers moved, indicating that he still remembered the lesson that left a deep impression on him.

Xie Weihan's long, blood-red eyes were half-open, and the corners of his red lips curled into a **** arc.

His angels are looking for him for a reward.

Letting his hands be controlled, Xie Weihan touched the soft skin with the tip of his nose, slowly moved to the back of his neck, and pressed lightly on the fragile and sensitive glands, feeling the unbearable trembling of the warm body in front of him.

Fragile and tenacious.

People can't help but look forward to it, playfully and cruelly imagine where his limits are.

The diametrically opposite temperature was transmitted little by little through small contact, and the curvature of Xie Weihan's lips deepened, tearing open the warm skin, revealing his bad soul.

He dropped a wet kiss on Alpha's most sensitive gland, and every inch of his skin was stained with his pheromones.

Xie Weihan gave the answer rewardingly: "Not enough."

not enough…?

Shen Luyang's Adam's apple slid up and down.

That is... the second point of knowledge.

kiss.

The breathing was chaotic for a moment, and the heartbeat gradually became rapid, like a broken paper shell, and the crackling marbles fell, losing the rhythm.

Just kissing, he has kissed many times, and Teacher Xie taught him how to do it.

His throat was dry and thirsty, and the tip of his tongue licked the tips of his teeth in his mouth at a loss. Small pains could not bring him awake, but instead he was drunk in the sweet black mist.

Shen Luyang released his clenched hands and turned around again, caught off guard into a pair of dark red eyes.

The ocean brewed by a puddle of wine, the opening and closing is the cloudy and sunny of the entire sea, which contains all things and devours all things. Only by giving up the body and looking at it with the soul, can you see that there is a bright starry sky that has never been discovered.

The excessively pale face has a fragile and fragile beauty in the dark, and the soul of the ancient sculpture came to the world to create this perfect face.

Shen Luyang didn't know whether he was bewitched by this face or indulged in the deepest soul, and unconsciously took a step forward, craving the taste of the other party.

He knew how to calm down the susceptible period, and Xie Weihan did it for him.

The man stood quietly, the blood on his fingertips was randomly wiped on the white cuff of his left hand, and a dazzling red smeared Shen Luyang's thoughts and breathing.

The elegant and quiet temperament made the crisis just now like an illusion.

He slightly staggered a step and gave up the position where he just walked out of the study. The gentleman looked at Shen Luyang thoughtfully.

Receiving Shen Luyang's hot gaze, he just hooked his lips, his eyes darkened, and he gently handed the right of choice to him again.

"Want to leave? Yang Yang."