Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

All the window glass in the room exploded at the same time, the wind poured in through the open window, and the curtains were blown loudly.

Tang Yuewei was held in Wei Du's arms, he vomited blood, and stared at Lin Cen vigilantly and fearfully.

Lin Cen, who was stared at by such urgent eyes, just raised his head and looked at Qi Shaoyang with good eyes.

Qi Shaoyang took Lin Cen's hand, put it on his face, and traced it inch by inch with his fingertips. He softly coaxed Lin Cen, the youth's clear eyes glowing with water were dark and The deep hot magma is about to flow out with furious flames, burning everything he can see.

"Look, I'm fine."

Qi Shaoyang's hand was big and warm, wrapping Lin Cen's slightly cold fingers, brushing his cheeks with his fingertips, the moist feeling after the frost melted and the gentle temperature passed to him by the youth.

The fingertips slid all the way, but when they were about to touch the wound, they broke free from Qi Shaoyang's palm uncontrollably, and then pressed on the wound.

The blood soaked out again, staining the young man's slender fingertips.

In the next second, Qi Shaoyang's pupils shrank sharply.

He saw that the young man opened a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and put his fingertips on his lips in a daze.

White fingers, red blood.

An indescribable flower of the abyss bloomed on the gorgeous lips, and the dark mountain in the depths of his heart rushed over like a tsunami, almost obliterating him.

Lin Cen looked up at Qi Shaoyang, slightly parted his lips, pink stained his fingertips, then stretched out his arms to hug Qi Shaoyang's head, stood on tiptoes, and leaned towards him.

The string in his body snapped suddenly.

He was quiet and restrained.

As majestic as a mountain, as deep as water, but when the tip of the warm tongue touched his cheek, it pried open the calmness that had been deeply suppressed, allowing people to see the darkness surging under the deep cover. , is a delusion, a desire for monopoly and destruction that does not arise at any time.

He grabbed Lin Cen's hands holding his cheeks with his backhand, brought them to his lips and touched them lightly. Then, under Lin Cen's astonished eyes, he passed through the boy's soft black hair, grabbed the back of his head with one hand, and One hand went all the way down, sliding across Lin Cen's tight back and falling to his thin waist.

Qi Shaoyang pressed the man into his arms, and then kissed him hard.

The smell of blood surged between their lips and tongues. The volcano finally erupted, and every inch of contact began to tremble. The heat started from Qi Shaoyang's big hand on Lin Cen's waist, which made Lin Cen even hotter than ordinary people. The lower skin is extremely hot.

He came in a menacing manner, Lin Cen did not expect it, he was hugged tightly, the man was aggressively raging on his soft lips, his breathing was intertwined, Lin Cen felt helpless for the first time.

He wants to push Qi Shaoyang away, he is such a weak human being, but his body has lost strength, and he can only support himself limply against Qi Shaoyang's hands.

These heavy, hot, and intense emotions and desires are like raging fire.

He is Qi Shaoyang, but he doesn't look like Qi Shaoyang.

Another gust of wind blew past Lin Cen's slightly long black hair and fell into his eyes.

He struggled uncomfortably, and Qi Shaoyang let go of him as if he had been awakened suddenly.

With panic in his eyes, Qi Shaoyang pursed his lips habitually, but when he felt the tingling between his lips, his cheeks flushed suddenly.

Lin Cen, who was in his arms, fell into his arms as if he had no bones. When he looked down, his eyes just fell into a pair of watery eyes.

There was a little water in the corner of his eyes, and his face was full of beauty, Qi Shaoyang's throat tightened, and he slowly released Lin Cen from his arms.

"……Feel sorry."

Lin Cen tilted his head, seeming to be puzzled. He blinked lightly, his long eyelashes fluttering, and his eyes were foggy and blank, "Why do you apologize?"

Qi Shaoyang's expression was tense, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Because I didn't control myself, I did too much to you."

Lin Cen stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the wound on Qi Shaoyang's face with a fascinated expression.

Hearing Qi Shaoyang's explanation, he just sighed slowly.

Qi Shaoyang's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Did you hear what I said?"

"I hear you, but... get down to business first."

He raised his head, kissed Qi Shaoyang's chin, and then lingered to the side of his face.

There was a tingling and itching feeling on the cheek.

Qi Shaoyang couldn't help stretching out his hand, under the undried blood, there was smooth skin without any scars.

This is business?

Qi Shaoyang was stunned, and when he looked at Lin Cen again, he had already turned around. He followed Lin Cen's line of sight and saw that Wei Du was hugging Tang Yue in the corner.

The man held his wife in his arms without any image, with an appearance of absolute protection.

His eyes met Lin Censen's cold gaze, and his heart trembled.

But even though his heart was terrified to the extreme because of this unscientific phenomenon that could be explained by reason, he didn't let go of the person in his arms at all.

Lin Cen touched his slightly swollen lips thoughtfully, seeing his movement, Qi Shaoyang looked away with red ears.

Lin Cen glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and smiled silently.

He asked Wei Du: "Do you still want to save her?"

The wind outside the house stopped.

Sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, and the dampness and coldness in the room seemed to dissipate a little.

Wei Du hugged Tang Yuewei, stood up with difficulty from the ground, watched Lin Cen take a few steps back vigilantly, and squeezed out a word between his teeth after a slightly safer distance: "Yes."

Lin Cen didn't care about Wei Du's dodge, he thought that this man was scared out of his wits, but he didn't expect that his bones were still a little hard.

He reached out and grabbed the medicine bottle, and stopped the medicine bottle half a meter away from him, and then looked at Weidu who had been watching his movements in the corner, "Let me show you what the medicine is all about." what."

His voice was pretending to be indifferent, and under Qi Shaoyang's gaze, his ears were all red from the pinna to the base of his ears. He turned his head and gave Qi Shaoyang a fierce look, before turning around and injecting a beam of spiritual power into the medicine bottle.

Lin Cen's movements couldn't have been more relaxed, but Wei Du suddenly had an ominous premonition.

This premonition reached its climax at the moment when the glass bottle was filled with mist and floated in the air and vibrated spontaneously.

The sound of "Bo" is the sound of the bottle cap being squeezed by the air pressure inside the bottle.

Wei Du tensed his face, and unconsciously tightened Tang Yuewei's hand.

Under the nourishment of the aura projected by Lin Cen, the remaining medicine dregs in the bottle swelled up like blowing air. Under the faint white light, several dark worms about one inch long rushed out of the medicine bottle. In the middle, the body was broken from the middle due to being squeezed, fell to the ground and struggled for a while, and under the aura, it slowly turned into two pieces that were no smaller than before!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wei Du felt a tizzy in his stomach. When facing Lin Cen's tyrannical murderous intent, he never thought of letting go of Tang Yuewei.

But at this moment, looking at the moving traces under his wife's skin, and thinking about the more and more bugs gathering on the ground.

The hand he grasped on Tang Yuewei's shoulder trembled slightly.

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