The Fairy in Fast Time

The light proclaiming the dawn meanders in the spacious room. At this time, the projection of the virtual starry sky slowly fades away to reveal the original face of the room, but seeing the two figures clearly reflected on the silver-white metal wall, one stand up.

Wen Han looked up at Cecil standing in front of him, and when he got closer, he realized that not only his gloves were covered with blood, but also his black military uniform.

"Are you injured?" Wen Han asked with difficulty, looking at Cecil with a little worry in his eyes.

Hearing this, Cecil's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he said hoarsely: "It's not my blood."

In this sentence, Wen Han heard a hint of fragility, but more of it was deep exhaustion.

"Take off your military uniform first...um...and then take a shower?" Wen Han lowered his voice a bit, frowning slightly.

"Ah."

Cecil responded, but didn't make any movements. He just looked at Wen Han with those deep eyes, silently tracing his outline with his sight.

And the little white snake wrapped around Cecil's neck poked its head out at this time, tilted its head to see the position, jumped up, and landed on Wen Han's lap accurately, and then pointed at the bed nestled in the pillow. Fat Jiu with small round eyes on his face.

The two just looked at each other silently for a while, Wen Han sighed in his heart, turned over and got off the bed, grabbed Cecil's wrist and walked to the bathroom.

What surprised him was that Cecil didn't resist at all during this period, and his obedience was unbelievable.

...God, what on earth has this guy been through.

Wen Han's brows frowned even more. Immediately, he patted his hand on a dark blue square pattern on the wall according to the system's instructions, but saw that the flat, silver-white ground sank layer by layer, and finally formed a wide bath.

The warm water filled it up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wen Han turned around and smiled at Cecil who had been silent all this time: "The water is ready, you wash it first."

After speaking, he wanted to go out and leave the bathroom to Cecil, but the moment he passed by, Wen Han felt his wrist was lightly clasped.

"Don't go..."

Cecil's slightly pale lips moved slightly, and his voice was inaudible.

What exactly happened here?

Wen Han pursed his lips and stepped back in front of him, looked at Cecil for a while, then tentatively raised his hand to touch the first button on his neck.

Without any resistance or movement, Cecil just lowered his eyelashes and silently let Wen Han take off his military uniform until he was completely naked.

Taking Cecil by the hand, he took him to the bath, Wen Han knelt by the pool and scooped up a handful of water, carefully pouring it on his shoulders.

From the beginning to the end, Cecil just sat on the edge of the bathtub with his head slightly lowered, without saying a word.

"After taking a shower, let's take a nap..." Wen Han stared at the profile of the person in the pool, and said softly.

But seeing the black shattered hair cast a shadow in front of people's eyes, Cecil's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was low: "I killed the chief executive of the Federation."

Wen Han was silent and didn't speak. He just took out the shampoo from the wall cabinet behind him, poured a little on the palm of his hand, and then gently covered the back of Cecil's head.

"I went to the underground casino after dinner with the Federation team. In the box watching the performance, they tried to drug me to trigger my estrus. The purpose was that if I was marked by any of their sentries, the Federation would You can use me as a bargaining chip to threaten the empire." Cecil's lips curled up in a sarcasm, "After all, I hold two-thirds of the empire's military power."

"But they succeeded, but they also failed." Cecil chuckled and raised his hand to clasp Wen Han's wrist, rubbing a small piece of skin inside his wrist with his wet fingertips, "They succeeded in triggering my estrus period , but at the cost of me killing their chief executive and getting out of there."

"Wen Han." Cecil suddenly called softly, and he turned his head to look at the young guide behind him, his eyes dimmed, "I can only suppress the estrus period for a day at most, after attending this afternoon's military parade , we are coming back here..."

"Then, I need you to tie me up." Cecil looked directly into Wen Han's eyes, with a soft voice.

Wen Han pursed his lips, and looked at him worriedly: "There should be inhibitors..."

"That's useless to me." Cecil whispered, and involuntarily pulled his warm and slightly cold wrist to his face and rubbed it lightly, "I've suppressed it four times, and I can still use the suppression for the first two times." potion, but in the back..."

Wen Han lowered his eyes, suppressed the sudden tingling pain in his heart, tried his best not to tremble, and said in a low voice: "Perhaps...you really need a sentinel..."

Immediately, the hand holding onto Wen Han's wrist tightened suddenly, almost breaking it with such force.

Cecil's dark eyes pressed onto Wen Han's face, and his voice was soft, as if whispering from the devil, "You... say it again?"

The force on Wen Han's wrist was still increasing, and the pain caused Wen Han's face to turn pale, and he said softly: "Continuing to suppress it like this... will cause great harm to your body..."

"Even so, I will not obey my instinct and hand myself over to those sentries who can only think with their lower body." Cecil relaxed his strength, his eyes were piercingly cold, "Otherwise, what is the difference between that and a beast."

For some reason, Wen Han couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief after hearing these two sentences, but the irritability that followed came to his heart, and then he withdrew his hand with lowered eyelashes, and continued to rub Cecil's soft hair, White foam overflowed from the fingers, and a faint fragrance floated up and down in the huge bathroom.

"That's right." Cecil leaned against the bathtub with his eyes closed, feeling the comfort from the fingers of the person behind him pressing his scalp, and his voice was hoarse, "Where did you memorize the things in the notebook?"

So Wen Han silently stared at the back of Cecil's head, as if he was about to stare a hole.

"Huh?" Feeling the movement of the head stop, Cecil let out a sexy nasal voice, his eyelids slightly closed.

"...um, up to... the first line of the first page?"

Wen Han replied calmly, even though he felt that his old face could be scalded to boiling water.

And then until after taking a shower, Cecil didn't say a word to him.

Wen Han looked at the man in the bathrobe next to the bed with some trepidation, wondering if this guy was angry, but then he felt a little wronged, after all, he said that he could take his time!

"Come here." Cecil lay on his side on the bed, calling out to Wen Han not far away with a tired expression.

Going to the bed obediently, Wen Han only felt a tight wrist, and was directly pulled onto the bed by the man, and then hugged tightly.

Cecil closed his eyes and pressed Wen Han's head against his chest, resting his chin on the top of his hair, and said hoarsely, "Sleep with me for a while."

Wen Han let Cecil move without moving, his expression a little stiff.

"Your pheromone smells so good..."

Cecil's voice gradually weakened, and in the end, only shallow breathing remained.

Wen Han stared at the bare chest in front of him, his heart was turbulent: Yes, a little excited.

[System: Well, the dog food is a bit full. 】

Wen Han: Wait, wait, I suddenly realized that Cecil killed the chief executive of the Federation, so can the military parade in the afternoon go on harmoniously!

[System: Don't worry, at this juncture, the Federation will not make any troubles. If you want to retaliate, you have to wait until the military parade is over. 】

Wen Han: That's good, that's good, I can sleep with you in peace.

[System: Rolling. 】

***

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting room on the first basement floor of the federal military parade venue.

"This is the top-secret information of the empire." The male guide in a dark blue military uniform lowered his head and handed a chip to the sentinel in front of him, looking very docile.

"It's been hard work for the past 20 years." After accepting the chip, the sentinel with short brown hair stretched out his hand and brushed A Zeruo's cheek, with guilt and pity in his eyes.

The golden lion, which belongs to the sentinel's spiritual body, is lazily lying not far away, and a black butterfly can be seen standing on the tip of its nose.

"It's not hard to do things for you." A Zeruo covered the sentry's hand and smiled very gently at him.

"Cecil killed Godot last night." The sentinel whispered, and pulled Azeroth to the sofa to sit down. "That idiot Godot actually wanted to use Cecil as a bargaining chip."

"But Cecil is indeed a good bargaining chip." Azero looked at his sentinel and sat on his lap, with explicit lust in his eyes.

Just when the sentinel was about to say something more, there was a "didi" sound from the door of the meeting room, and then a mechanical female voice sounded: "Mr. President, the crystal cake you ordered has arrived."

Azero was surprised for a moment.

"Let them in quickly." The president looked at Azero with a smile, and said, "This is your favorite food. I asked my royal chef to prepare it since yesterday. I hope you like it."

Hearing this, the corners of A Zeruo's eyes were a little sour, he put his arms around the president's neck, looked into his gentle eyes and whispered: "Thank you..."

Immediately, two young sentries came in pushing a cart, and on the cart was a cake with ten layers.

"Mr. President, Your Excellency Azero." The two sentries saluted the two on the sofa one by one, and then one of the shorter sentries stepped forward with a smile and said to Azero: "My lord, since yesterday, let our brothers The two have carefully prepared your favorite crystal cake, and I hope you will not be disappointed."

Hearing this, Azero raised his chin lightly, smiling gently, "Thank you for your hard work too."

"Where is there." The sentinel Jed, who was a head taller than his younger brother, waved his hands again and again, and quietly gave instructions to his spiritual body - the needle bee - to implant the virus in the chip into the light embedded in the conference table. brain.

A second later, a successful signal came from the spirit body, and Jed quickly called back his transparent spirit body that contained a small chip. He bowed to the two people on the sofa, raised his lips and smiled——

"Then, I wish you two a pleasant meal."