The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

He scolded quietly.

The little boy who was forcibly kidnapped and taken away in the man's arms began to curse quietly in his heart.

After scolding, a faint blush appeared on his little face.

"I heard."

The knife was pressed against the tip of his tongue, and the man's sneer was approaching. The tip of the knife really frightened Gu Xingge this time.

He, does he have the ability to read minds?

Qi Hanchuan played with the knife in his hand, opened his mouth in fear to Gu Xingge, and did not dare to move, and said calmly: "I don't have the ability to read minds."

His deep and cold eyes flashed across his stiff, bright red tongue.

Those cold eyes were very much like the ice-colored knife edge in his hand. At a certain moment, Gu Xingge felt that his little tongue was really going to be cut off.

But there was no pain, and Gu Xingge realized very clearly that it was just an illusion caused by fear.

I am indeed fine.

Gu Xingge didn't dare to close his mouth at all.

He was afraid that when the knife closed by itself, he would be cut and injured because of his carelessness.

Qi Hanchuan said: "There is only one warning..."

The knife was drawn out and pressed against the face of the frightened little Canary, whose only trembling eyes were still filled with tears.

The tip of the knife was cold and still stained with a little water droplets.

It's the saliva in the boy's mouth.

It was warm against the cold knife and stuck to the person's face.

The knife was placed on the young man's face, which was as white as fine silky satin, in an extremely humiliating manner, and he rubbed the front and back sides.

Feeling the cold blade on his face, the humiliating movement, and the person's calm emotions, Gu Xingge tightened his lips tremblingly, his mind a little lost in the blank.

I don't know whether I'm glad that the little tongue in my mouth is still fine, or I feel that the saliva on my face is dirty and humiliating.

The polished tip of the knife followed Qi Hanchuan's raised wrist and cut off a section of the young man's black and soft ear hair.

Not long, broken into pieces, fell into the snow like scattered black pine needles.

Clear and obvious.

"It's just a little, little lesson."

"Don't use those foxy tricks on me."

"Again, I am not your financial sponsor. I will become sympathetic because of your sexual treatment of others."

Qi Hanchuan's voice was cold: "I can't hear what's in your belly... But it's not difficult for me to see through your thoughts and emotions."

When this little toy curses someone in his heart, his eyes will turn to the person he is scolding, and his face will puff up slightly, just like an angry hamster hoarding food.

It was as if he was afraid that the people next to him wouldn't be able to tell that he was swearing.

In the ice and snow, clusters of snow fell on his face along his eyelashes, and some snowflakes even fell into his eyes. The sour and cold feeling made Gu Xingge purse his lower lip again.

It was obvious that the other party was a male protagonist with no cp, and Gu Xingge also knew what kind of character the other party was.

But in the book, most of his speech is normal. Only when he is in a bad mood or when facing an enemy, his mouth will become cold and vicious, which makes people feel uncomfortable when holding a gun and a stick.

But Gu Xingge never thought of offending him.

He just wanted to go to City A, and he never thought about relying on knowing the plot to hold the hero's lap and become the hero's right-hand man.

He just wants to live in this apocalyptic world.

But these rubbish things keep coming back to his face one after another.

When Gu Xingge thought about how he struggled to survive in the hands of a murderer, and when his mind was occupied with thinking about this hero with no CP, Gu Xingge inevitably felt slightly ridiculous and aggrieved.

At that time, he indeed regarded the other party as a god.

It’s also ridiculous to think that this is redemption.

When they met for the first time, when those playful words came out of his mouth.

The favorability filter was completely broken here by Gu Xingge.

This male protagonist has a good mouth and a bad mouth.

So fierce.

It is indeed as the book says, very ruthless.

The tears in his eyes fell tremblingly, and that beautiful little face looked pitiful. Gu Xingge lowered his head and rubbed it against the quilt.

If you don't wipe it, the wind will hurt your face later.

The beautiful young man wrapped in quilt was held in the arms of the man in the jacket with one hand.

Somewhat droopy, Gu Xingge said: "I know."

He didn't argue any further.

Gu Xingge already knew that there was something wrong with this male protagonist.

If he argues, the other party will think that he is being stubborn.

Gu Xingge, who pursed his lips, curled up in a ball.

His beautiful eyes slowly lowered, looking at the broken hair like black pine needles on the ground, he closed his eyes.

This time, Gu Xingge really became honest.

He became afraid.

The man had calmed down and seemed to be shocked by his words.

The blade in Qi Hanchuan's hand disappeared in an instant.

The black pine needles on the ground were buried by a layer of snow that he kicked up.

He covered the eyes of the person in his arms again.

Use your powers to escape from here.

Qi Hanchuan ducked out of the twisted and divided space, his expression calm.

It's better to be quiet.

So the little problem of always wanting to serve others with sex comes up from time to time.

Really annoying.

It was like the saliva stained the knife. He placed it in a shallow position, but he was so stiff that he didn't dare to touch the tip of the knife.

In these last days, if you don't have the ability, you still want to rely on your body to gain the pity of others.

Just based on this man's good looks, the last days are not friendly to him.

Fortunately, his employer allowed him to take people back to the base. This guy should be lucky to have the base behind him.

When the space was distorted again, Gu Xingge heard a brief laugh.

Like a vague illusion.

Gu Xingge didn't open his eyes, so he didn't see the darkness in the other person's cold eyes.

Don't even know what the other person is thinking.

In the blink of an eye, someone in a white shirt stopped at the place where the two of them had just stayed. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the direction in which the two disappeared.

The man with a gentle smile noticed something, kicked away the broken snow on the ground, and looked at the broken hair.

Qin Shi: "I took my wife with me and ran pretty fast."

Just like the whisper of a lover, only the broken hair on the ground was burned clean by the fire that spontaneously ignited without wind.

Not to be his wife?

Did he agree?