Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

The wound was small, but blood gradually oozed out.

The pain made his hands tremble slightly, he turned sideways to give Lin Cen a distance enough to pass alone, as if nothing happened, "Let's go."

Lin Cen was amazed at Qi Shaoyang's tolerance. His strings are not ordinary things, and definitely not the pain that should be felt after a slight cut.

"your hands……"

He stretched out his hand to hold Qi Shaoyang, but the other party noticed it a step earlier, strode forward, and avoided Lin Cen's extended hand without any trace, "It's nothing, just a small wound."

As he walked, drops of blood rolled down his palm and dripped on Lin Cen's fingertips.

He retracted his hand as if he had been scalded suddenly, and a vaguely sweet fragrance came from his fingertips. Lin Cen couldn't help but focus on the bright red spot on his hand, and stuck out his tongue to lick it. licked.

Qi Shaoyang who turned his head happened to see this scene.

The boy's skin was as white as milk, and his fingertips seemed to glow.That bit of bright red is the flower blooming in this pure white, coquettish and seductive.

Qi Shaoyang seemed to be controlled by an unknown force, grabbed Lin Cen's wrist with his good hand, and stretched out his injured hand in front of Lin Cen, "Do you want a drink?"

Lin Cen: "..."

Qi Shaoyang: "..."

"I'm just kidding..."

The wet and warm touch spread from the tingling numbness in the palm to the limbs.

At this moment, Qi Shaoyang couldn't even feel the pain.

His pupils constricted, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand, but Lin Cen grabbed him with his backhand, greedily licking every drop of blood oozing out of his palm, and even tore open the wound fiercely with his teeth.

The severe pain hit, no matter how stupid Qi Shaoyang was, he knew that something was wrong with Lin Cen at this moment. He just heard the sound of footsteps behind him. He hugged Lin Cen, pressed him into his arms, and was held by Lin Cen to comfort him with one hand. The other hand firmly fixed the person.

After doing all this, He Run also happened to walk into his line of sight. When the two looked at each other, He Run let out a "hoo" and turned around abruptly.

With his back to Qi Shaoyang, He Run was still recalling the scene he saw in his mind. The petite and beautiful boy was wrapped in the arms of their poultry and beast president, and he bowed his head and shrugged, not knowing what he was doing.

He Run: "..."

I'm numb.

He persuaded earnestly, "Mr. Qi, I know that you can't help but think about Mr. Lin, he is an entertainer, our car is just a few steps away, just bear with it. Both Xiao Chen and I will go down to make room for you, for an hour...no! Come back in two or three hours! Look..."

"He Run."

"To!"

"Can you bring the car in?" Qi Shaoyang's voice was forbearance, which made people fantasize even more.

At least He Run was thinking wrong, he said: "The roads in this village are too narrow, I can't drive in."

Not to mention driving into the village, even the road to the gate of the village is bumpy. It's a Bentley. If the president's Porsche, the chassis and fuel tank can be scratched off.

Qi Shaoyang's face was a little pale, he frowned, "Where is Lin Cen's room?"

Hearing his impatience, He Run quickly said, "Mr. Qi, just wait, I'll ask."

"You don't need to ask." Qi Shaoyang's breath was unsteady, and he picked up Lin Cen with one hand, hugging Lin Cen to his chest like a child, with his arm still stuck on Lin Cen's buttocks.

He Run glanced at it, it was round and warped.

He Run: I'm blind.

He gave himself a slap in the heart, and when he looked up, he saw Qi Shaoyang walking outside with Lin Cen in his arms, walking like the wind, and he knew that he was impatient. He followed a few steps, and saw that Qi Shaoyang had accurately found the video Lin Cen's room, which he had seen before, slammed open the door to enter, and then closed it with a "bang".

It was done in one go, and He Run was not given time to say a word.

However, unlike He Runxiang's charming room, the atmosphere in the room is very depressing.

Lin Cen first grabbed his hand as if he was possessed by an evil spirit, trying to suck blood, but after gnawing on one of his hands until it was bloody and bloody, Lin Cen was still twitching as if he had been poisoned.

As a materialistic CEO, Qi Shaoyang's first reaction was to call an ambulance.

But when he looked down, Lin Cen's eyes were red, his teeth were bared, and he looked like he had tried to poison him. He couldn't press the 120 any longer.

——You also have to think about Mr. Lin, he is an entertainer.

Qi Shaoyang didn't care to bandage his hands, and put Lin Cen on the kang, his whole body was still shaking, his face was flushed red, looking at Lin Cen like this, Qi Shaoyang frowned tightly, he looked down I stretched out my disfigured left hand and licked it myself, it was salty and fishy.

He tore out a few sheets of toilet paper on the head of the bed, wrapped them around his hands indiscriminately, then turned around and walked out.

Just as he took the first step outside, Lin Cen, who had been covered by Qi Shaoyang's quilt, suddenly sat up from the bed, and stretched out his arms around Qi Shaoyang's neck to hug him from behind.

The sudden increase in weight on his back made Qi Shaoyang sigh softly, and he explained to Lin Cen who was hanging on his body: "I'll go to the bathroom and pour you a basin of water to wipe your face."

Lin Cen didn't listen.

He couldn't listen at the moment.

The pipa is made of jade from Minshan Mountain, which is the most gloomy and cold.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be a fire burning in his body. The flame was so intense that it flowed through every meridian, making his whole body burn.

He thought of the blood he licked by accident, the golden aura beating in the blood, making him lose his mind, he only wanted more in his heart, and he crazily grabbed Qi Shaoyang's hand and wouldn't let go.

When the flames reached his heart and lungs, he seemed to be in the real fire on the day he was about to die. A Taoist priest wanted to kill him, beat him back to his original shape, and burned him to death.

Lin Cen opened his eyes, and what he saw was the scene of the Taoist priest turning away. He climbed onto the Taoist priest's body involuntarily, wrapping his hands around the Taoist priest's neck.

"Uncomfortable."

Lin Cen whimpered slightly, brushed Qi Shaoyang's earlobe with his hot cheek, and hit the side of Qi Shaoyang's neck with his warm breath.

Qi Shaoyang paused, and after a while, he patted Lin Cen's arm, like coaxing a child, "Hey, let go first, I'll get you some cold water to wipe it off."

This is the first time he has been so close to a person.

It was also the first time trying to coax someone.

His movements were awkward, his voice was awkward, and even his heart was awkward.

But this awkwardness, when he turned his head and saw the tears that were about to fall in Lin Cen's moist eyes, it all turned into an inexplicable willingness.

He sighed inwardly.

Unaware that the hands of the person on his back were slowly tightening, his desire to strangle him was even more urgent than He Run's imaginative Boss Qi.