Cannon fodder "attack" development system

Song Guan's feet were pale, and standing there barefoot, he looked a little pitiful.He didn't have this consciousness himself, he stood there without getting closer or moving, Song Guan looked at Noah silently, he was very cold and sleepy now, his brain was running slowly, Song Guan's heart was directly driving people He wavered between the two options of falling down and standing still by the bed, and finally chose to stand still by the bed.The two were in a stalemate, and after a moment of confrontation, Noah took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, he turned his face away, but the movements of his hands were pulling Song Guan onto the bed.

The two held hands together, and Song Guan took advantage of the momentum to climb onto Noah's bed. He naturally got into the quilt and found that the quilt was damp and cold, and it was hard, which made people very uncomfortable. It's comfortable, and it's hard for Noah to sleep on the spot.Song Guan deeply felt that sleeping on this quilt was not as good as sleeping on Noah, so he rolled over and rolled into Noah's arms.The warm body temperature from the other party evaporated the drowsiness, and Song Guan was so sleepy that he spontaneously found a more comfortable position in Noah's arms, and was about to close his eyes, but Noah held his arms from there. Rolled out in warm embrace.

Too sleepy, the upper and lower eyelids are about to attract together like a magnet, Song Guan reluctantly pulled himself together to look at Noah.The moonlight is like a pool of clear water enveloping people. Noah stood up in this bright moonlight. Compared with two years ago, the lines on his face were not so round and gentle. Unknowingly, they looked like rusty spots. The edge of the blade has been polished by the whetstone, and it is vaguely showing a little coldness of the weapon.

Noah pulled the quilt to wrap Song Guan, he stroked Song Guan's hair, and stroked Song Guan's face with his fingers.The two didn't talk, Song Guan didn't talk because he almost didn't have the energy to speak, his mind was in a mess, he thought it was really not a good idea to get up in the middle of the night, and he would definitely never do it again in the future.After Noah tidied Song Guan's hair without saying a word, he let go of Song Guan and retreated to the end of the bed. His hand reached into the quilt, and then he held Song Guan's feet.

Song Guan subconsciously wanted to withdraw his foot, but was firmly held by the opponent.The temperature of that hand was so warm, Song Guan just walked all the way barefoot, his feet soaked in the cold night air, even though it was only a few steps, he was still terribly cold, and at this moment Noah The hand that was stretched out was just right, as if it was going to be burned all the way to the heart, and Song Guan's originally stiff body stretched out all of a sudden.

"You are not in good health. It's so cold at night, how dare you walk around barefoot?"

What I said was to ask questions, but after I uttered it, it fluttered lightly without any weight.During the gap between the words, Song Guan felt that the soles of his feet were pressed by the other party, and then he felt that the soles of his feet were pressed against some warmer soft skin.That soft, undefended thing that undulates slightly with the opponent's breathing seems to be the opponent's belly.

This unexpected recognition surprised Song Guan, the back of his foot suddenly arched, and his curled toes scratched Noah's belly.

...Damn it, I'm going to die.

The frightened mood swings were too violent all of a sudden, which obviously exceeded the safety warning line. Song Guan quickly covered his mouth with his hands. He coughed muffledly, and simply lay down on the bed and covered his face with the quilt. Coughed up.

Seeing Song Guan lying down suddenly, Noah heard a series of coughing sounds, followed by an inexplicable smell of a strong bloody smell. He was startled, let go of Song Guan's feet, leaned over and crawled over gently.Noah lay on top of Song Guan's body, with one hand on Song Guan's side, and the other hand pulled twice before pulling away the quilt that Song Guan used to cover his face.

The blood wetted the quilt cover, and through the moonlight he saw the blood stains on Song Guan's face, and Noah saw that Song Guan's breath was almost non-existent.He saw his eyes closed, and he saw the eyeballs under his eyelids moving slightly, as if he was imprisoned in a nightmare from which he could not wake up overnight.This pale face, lips wet with blood.During the two years he had been away, he had dreamed of this man for a long time.Thinking of this, Noah clenched his fingers nervously, he moved a bit, and leaned down a little lower, so his lips were closer to the other party.

He didn't seem to know what he was doing, maybe he knew, but he couldn't help it, and he kissed him anyway.This kiss smelled like blood, and Noah suddenly thought of those roses in the manor, those blood-red, enchanting and hideous flowers in patches.He bit Song Guan's lips, the fragrance he had smelled in the rose garden back then, now he could smell it again in a trance.It's an illusion.But those scents are pervasive, sweet to the point of being cloying, and even cloying in the end, even seeming sinister.But who cares.who cares.Whether this person really likes him, or treats him as a pastime, anyway, at this moment, he just wants to hug him, he just wants to kiss him.