Doomsday Mouse Squad

Feng Yu probably didn't expect that Wang Xiaohan would wake up in the middle of the night, but when he was warm-hearted, he withdrew his hand on Wang Xiaohan's back in embarrassment, and said nonsense with a blank expression: "Are you awake?"

Wang Xiaohan hummed, but his eyes were firmly glued to Feng Yu's face, as if he wanted to see Feng Yu's true thoughts from Feng Yu's tight facial lines, but Feng Yu obviously didn't want to give him this chance .

He looked back at Wang Xiaohan with sharper eyes, and pulled the distance between the two of them little by little without leaving a trace.

It wasn't until another piece of moisture was printed on his lips that Wang Xiaohan came back to his senses and realized that the person who was kissing him now was not someone else, but Feng Yu.Feng Yu hugged him tightly, covering him with an aura that could not be refused.

I don't know when the clothes of the two of them were scattered all over the bed, and Wang Xiaohan was also gradually confused under Feng Yu's gentle and domineering offensive. The feeling of his body being controlled by others aroused a trace of panic in his heart, and Wang Xiaohan subconsciously thought Pushed Feng Yu away, but the raised hand was quickly pulled down by a tough palm, the fire stick in the palm was scorching hot, Wang Xiaohan was shivering from the heat, while the person on the body was shocked by him. This performance, on the contrary, was aroused and the interest became more and more high.

The evolution of the matter gradually escaped the control of the two of them, and the rationality that they had been holding on to on weekdays was torn into pieces and flew to nowhere in front of this most primitive anguish. Feng Yu carefully restrained himself from the beginning, Gradually, he was also tempted by joy to let go of his hands and feet, until Wang Xiaohan felt that what was galloping on him at this time was a ferocious beast, tormenting him so much that he could not survive.

Uncontrollable tears fell from his cheeks, and Feng Yu gently kissed them away. Wang Xiaohan's crying gradually became hoarse. Under Feng Yu's constant questioning, Wang Xiaohan remembered a name 'Feng Yu', this name Following the sprints that struck deep in his body, it was like a spell that was deeply branded on his soul at the same time, and perhaps he would never want to erase it easily in this lifetime.

The intense exercise lasted for a full six hours, and Wang Xiaohan finally collapsed in Feng Yu's arms, unable to shed tears.He murmured Feng Yu's name while he was half awake, as if he had obtained some kind of salvation.

Feng Yu kissed his forehead one after another, and held him tightly in his arms.

Afterwards, Feng Yu hugged Wang Xiaohan to take a bath, cleaned his inside and outside, and specially checked his old injuries. Fortunately, he tried his best to restrain himself at the beginning, and finally he did not bleed again this time.

When the two fell asleep again, it was almost dawn, but this time Feng Yu had no intention of letting go, and still hugged him tightly in his arms.But when Wang Xiaohan woke up, the first thing he saw was the light gray roof.Outside the car window is still the same stereotyped scenery of the highway that keeps flying by, but Wang Xiaohan's mood at the moment is so complicated that it is hard to describe.

A soothing love song played in the car, accompanied by Feng Yu's unconcealable happy whistle, slowly drifted into Wang Xiaohan's ears, which made his long-stretched heart relax suddenly, and he even felt that it was still The noon sun was not so glaring on the eyes, and it was rare to ask Feng Yu: "Did you eat breakfast?"

Feng Yu smiled and said, "Get up and eat something when you're hungry. I bought porridge for you and put it on the passenger seat. Take it yourself."

Wang Xiaohan lifted the coat covering his body, leaned over to get the packing box from the passenger seat, and looked at the time on the LCD screen, and unknowingly fell asleep until almost three o'clock in the afternoon. This is really the most decadent few days in three years .

The two chatted about some irrelevant topics, and it was night before they knew it, and Feng Yu was thinking about lodging again. This time, Wang Xiaohan insisted on not agreeing, and when he came out of the service area, Wang Xiaohan rushed Sitting in the driver's seat, he drove Feng Yu to the back seat.

The advantage of the two driving in shifts is that they arrived in City X a day earlier.But also because the two of them hadn't had a good rest for the past few days while driving in shifts, Feng Yu saw that Wang Xiaohan's face was unconcealably haggard, how could it be possible to say that he didn't feel distressed?So, regardless of Wang Xiaohan's objection, he sneaked into the hotel again in his busy schedule.

The room was still Feng Yu's selfish big bed room, but this time Wang Xiaohan remained silent without saying a word.This slight change in his attitude, in Feng Yu's eyes, is a secret encouragement.So even though the sun was still high in the sky at this time, it didn't affect Captain Feng's interest in something.

Rolling on the bed again, the change in the mood of the two of them became more obvious.Wang Xiaohan still had the intention of following the crowd, but Feng Yu's love was undisguised. He cared about Wang Xiaohan and knew how to restrain himself on weekdays, but it was all exposed on the bed.

Wang Xiaohan was immersed in this domineering and gentle love affair created by Feng Yu for him, he just felt like falling into a dream, the real world was getting farther and farther away from him, and his wandering and tired heart was obediently indulging in it Can't help it.

Sitting on Feng Yu's body, Wang Xiaohan inserted his hands into his short, prickly hair. Looking over Feng Yu's head, he saw the sunlight glaring in through the gap in the curtain like a golden sword. His heart skipped a beat. Pain, and finally closed his eyes in despair.

At this time, Feng Yu's voice came to his ears with concern, and he asked him, "Does it hurt?" Wang Xiaohan shook his head, Feng Yu asked again, and he leaned over to kiss his lips.

Wang Xiaohan could clearly feel the vibration of the body under his hands, so he deepened the kiss, and then he ushered in Feng Yu's counterattack like a storm after a brief shock. Entanglement is nothing more than that.

At the end of this lingering relationship, Wang Xiaohan only remembered that he kept calling Feng Yu's name and begging for mercy, but Feng Yu pinned him to the bed by his shoulders, and Ling Yi took his waist and penetrated him thoroughly.

After climbing to the top of bliss, there was overwhelming exhaustion and delusion, Wang Xiaohan fell into a deep sleep, and Feng Yu's unrelenting heavy breathing still echoed in his ears.

Feng Yu has become more proficient in dealing with the aftermath, but ordering food still gives him a headache.

When Wang Xiaohan was woken up by Feng Yu, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

As the first batch of cities to develop after the disaster, City X's recovery speed is second only to the Imperial Capital and the Magic Capital, so the supporting facilities of this hotel are still very good.

When Wang Xiaohan opened his eyes, he was refreshed by the smell of food wafting through the room, and four dishes and one soup were neatly arranged on the small round white dining table. It can also be seen that the person who ordered the meal really gave up a lot of thought.

Feng Yu pulled the man to the dining table, handed the chopsticks to pour the juice so naturally and smoothly, even Wang Xiaohan had an illusion, as if he had been served by this man since he was a child.

During the meal, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention the topic of Feng Yu going to perform the task tomorrow, but after the meal, Feng Yu proposed to take Wang Xiaohan out for a walk, and Wang Xiaohan agreed without thinking carefully.

City X was near the sea, when they went out it was nearly ten o'clock, the sea breeze was blowing, and even the air carried a faint salty smell.However, Feng Yu did not lead Wang Xiaohan to the beach, but walked slowly along the street to the old district in the north of the city.

Wang Xiaohan didn't understand why Feng Yu brought him here, and he didn't ask. Between him and Feng Yu, he was the first one to realize that the role of language has no practical meaning.Because the two of them are the kind of people who would rather do it than say it easily when dealing with their feelings.

But today's Feng Yu gave Wang Xiaohan a particularly strong feeling of depression. That feeling is very strong, just like the predecessors always had to carry out fierce ideological struggles when making any major choices. It drives the surrounding air, making Wang Xiaohan, a person with excellent hearing, empathize with him.

Feng Yu walked ahead without saying a word, finally came to an alley, and lit his third cigarette tonight.

This alley is not deep, with a few families on one side and a park under construction on the other.Even those few houses are mostly antique small courtyards with orchid tiles and white walls. Only a simple two-story steel building seems a bit out of place with the style here.However, standing under the street lamp at the entrance of the alley, the two of them clearly saw that the small courtyards were pitch-dark and obviously uninhabited, but the simple building was brightly lit instead, exuding a different worldly atmosphere.

Feng Yu was still smoking and said nothing, his eyes reflected the lights, his eyes were deep and complicated.But Wang Xiaohan couldn't bear this depression. Just as he was about to ask Feng Yu why he came here so inexplicably, he heard a soft knock at the door of the small building, and a man came out with a garbage bag and kicked his slippers. .

Wang Xiaohan looked around, and under the dim light, he saw a person standing in the fireworks of the small building, wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and beige shorts, with well-shaped toes protruding from the black slippers, The man's bangs were a bit long, covering his eyes, but what he couldn't cover was the aura he was all too familiar with.

He didn't remember how he came to this person, but when he tremblingly called out "Brother Xu", he suddenly remembered the person who brought him here.When I looked back, under the street lamp at the entrance of the alley, there were no one but a few fallen leaves...

The author has something to say: A happy life is always full of twists and turns, babies, don’t worry~