Why does the shark I picked bite people?

There was something on the neck, rubbing it back and forth, it was very itchy.

In the darkness, Shangbieyun slowly opened his eyes.

His chest was tight, like a big stone was pressed on him.Shang Bieyun glanced aside, beside Cheng Jiao's peaceful sleeping face.He was putting one arm on Shang Bieyun's chest, embracing him, one leg pressing on Shang Bieyun's leg, burying his head on Shang Bieyun's shoulder, breathing shallowly, the exhalation carried the heat of his body , and hit Shangbieyun on the neck.

Shangbieyun let his eyes get used to the darkness in front of him, and after a while, he cleared his throat: "Cough."

Cheng Jiao stood up almost at the first instant, with a trace of sleepiness in his eyes, but his hands moved quickly, and his first reaction was to touch Shang Bieyun's forehead: "Mister, are you awake? Uh, It doesn't seem so hot anymore. Is there any pain in your body?"

Chest, only chest hurts from your pressure.

Shangbieyun cleared his throat again, his voice was still a little hoarse: "I'm fine. What about her?"

Cheng Jiao's hand was still on Shangbieyun's face, and he touched his own face from time to time, comparing the temperature: "Send it off early. It's already midnight. Sir, are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"

When his hand reached out again, Shangbieyun raised his hand and grabbed his wrist: "Details, I want to hear the details."

Cheng Jiao sighed, brought over the side pillow, helped Shang Bieyun sit up, and put it on his back: "After you passed out, you couldn't wake up no matter how you screamed. I panicked for a while, so I can see that your breathing is still smooth. The pulse is still stable, so I relax a little bit. After I settled you down, I put Miaoer to sleep again. I went to the next door first, dealt with it a little bit, and took her out after the third watch. I met no one along the way, and I went to the cliff on the east side. After throwing her into the sea, her body sank straight like a rock. I stood and waited for a long time to make sure everything was safe before I came back. .”

"En." Shangbieyun nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and let out a sigh of relief.

In the darkness, with only a little moonlight, Cheng Jiao looked at Shang Bieyun's face.

"Sir." He called softly.

"Huh?" Shang Bieyun still looked at his eyes and asked with his breath.

"Sir, when I die, don't throw me into the sea. I have never lived in the sea, and I really don't have any feelings for the sea. Sir, please keep a strand of my hair by your side, and burn the rest to ashes. Just do it."

Shang Bieyun slowly opened his eyes: "I won't waste time on the corpse, you are dead, why bother me? It's better to hide and die cleanly."

Cheng Jiao covered his heart and pretended to be stinging: "Sir, it's just a few words to coax me, it's just a joke, why are you talking so harshly?"

Shang Bieyun rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"So sir, why didn't you kill Tang Ying?" Cheng Jiao's face warmed up again: "She is Wei Lan's dog from body to heart, and she won't be grateful to him if he doesn't kill her. "

Shang Bieyun glanced at Cheng Jiao, not surprised: "Why, is there any flaw in her body?"

"No, not at all. I stopped breathing, and my body was stiff. No matter if you look at it at a glance or put it on your shoulders, it is a dead body." Cheng Jiao leaned his elbows and looked at Shang Bieyun: "It's just me I'm sure, sir won't kill her."

"So, what happened to her has something to do with Mr.'s hematemesis and coma? Is it related to what Mr. asked me to do beside Yuhu Lake?"

Shang Bieyun knew Cheng Jiao's sensitivity, but he didn't know that his sensitivity had reached such a level.

Facing Cheng Jiao's burning eyes, Shang Bieyun looked away and coughed lightly: "Cough, Cheng Jiao."

"Huh?" Cheng Jiao took his time and waited for his next words.

"I ran around for a day, went down to the lake, got into a fight, and vomited blood. Now I feel very uncomfortable, I can't bear it anymore, I want to take a bath and change my clothes."

Cheng Jiao was stunned.

Shang Bieyun grabbed the skirt of his clothes and said calmly, "I said, I want to take a bath and change clothes. Although it's midnight, can you find a way to get me a bucket of water?"

Cheng Jiao looked at him in a daze, his Adam's apple slid up and down.

***

Shangbieyun curled up, took a deep breath, and buried himself in the water.

Cheng Jiao sat with his back to the screen, listening to the sound of water behind him, he couldn't help but clenched the cup tightly in his hand: "Is it really okay with this water temperature? How about I... I'll go to the back kitchen to cook it again." Bring some jugs of water."

"No need." Shang Bieyun emerged from the water and shook his head: "I'm not afraid of the cold. I haven't taken a hot bath since I was born."

"That's also...you just vomited blood, it would be more comfortable to take a hot bath, I'll go down now..."

"No, I'm almost done washing. But, you'd better go, boil a pot of hot water, and make a cup of tea later."

Cheng Jiao had already reached the door, and put his fingers on the door, but for some reason, he stopped.He stood like this for a while, clenched his fists, turned and walked back.

He walked straight past the screen, but suddenly a white shadow passed by in front of his eyes.Cheng Jiao regained his composure, and saw that Shang Bieyun was wearing a snow-white tunic, standing barefoot by the side of the bucket, with an imperceptible sense of panic in his expression, he was twirling his fingers around the lace of the tunic, but he couldn't tie it properly , sternly, glanced at Cheng Jiao: "You, what are you doing all of a sudden? You startled me."

The water on his body was not wiped, and the thin layer of underwear was completely soaked, revealing the color of the skin underneath.The black hair stuck to the skin in strands, and the water droplets on the hair, along the texture of the chest, slipped into the depths of the clothes.

Cheng Jiao's eyes chased after the water drop, unable to move away, he murmured: "I...I'm afraid that the husband will be cold..."

"Didn't you say I'm not afraid of the cold?" Finally tied the damn belt, Shang Bieyun pulled the coat off the rack and put it on his body.

"Sir... it's not okay to put on clothes while still wet. You'll catch a cold." Cheng Jiao took a step closer to Shang Bieyun.He didn't know why, he had to hold his breath.

Shang Bieyun didn't notice Cheng Jiao's abnormal state.He tied up his coat indiscriminately, grabbed his hair out of the clothes, grabbed it with his hands, pulled a hair band off the shelf, put it in his mouth, and tied up his hair: "How many times do I have to say that? No You will catch a cold, but you won’t catch a cold! There is no such thing as a shark! You..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes flashed, his back hurt, and he was suddenly pressed against the wall behind him.

The hands holding the hair were firmly held by the other hand and held high above the head.With the other hand, Cheng Jiao gently pulled out the hair tie that Shangbieyun was holding in his mouth.

He squeezed his husband tightly between the wall and his chest, and his breath was hot, blowing on Shangbieyun's earlobe, making him squirm from head to toe.

Shang Bieyun gritted his teeth and struggled a bit, but after he vomited blood and fell into a coma, his hands and feet were still weak. Cheng Jiao was also surprisingly strong, and he firmly controlled both of Shang Bieyun's hands with only one hand. , Shang Bieyun's wrists turned red: "Cheng Jiao! Why are you so crazy?"

Cheng Jiao's breath was suppressed, and his eyes were on his lips, wandering repeatedly, and his voice sounded like a sigh: "It's great not to catch a cold..."

"Cheng Jiao! Let me go!" Shang Bieyun raised his knees to push Cheng Jiao with red eyes.

Cheng Jiao pressed down on his knee, lingered on the skin with his palm, pressed Shang Bieyun's leg with his own leg, and then touched Shang Bieyun's waist with his hand: " What's the matter? Didn't the husband not want to answer my words, so he deliberately said that he wanted to take a bath, and wanted to divert my attention?"

"I've been doing good, and I've turned my attention very thoroughly. Isn't this what the husband wants?" He chuckled twice, and the slight tremor in his chest was transmitted directly to Shangbieyun.

Shang Bieyun cursed, but blushed: "Okay! I have this idea! Wrong! It's okay!"

Cheng Jiao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he brought his face closer, and put the tip of his nose on Shangbieyun's: "Are you apologizing, sir? This is the first time I've seen him apologizing."

Shang Bieyun turned his face away: "You don't have to run on me. Let me go, you are young, I can spare you this time, and I don't care about you..."

He turned his face away and put his red ears in front of Cheng Jiao.Cheng Jiao's ears were buzzing, and he didn't hear what Shang Bieyun said at all.All that remained in his eyes was the dripping, berry-like earlobe, and he swallowed it without any hesitation.

Is the prey in your arms still struggling?Cheng Jiao didn't know anymore.He gnawed on the neck of his prey, leaving red tooth marks on it, feeling the rushing blood vessels under the thin layer of skin on the neck, and the feeling of rolling under his teeth.The pleasure of possession almost overwhelmed him, like a python entwining its prey, he only hated himself for not being able to hold the prey tighter, tighter.

No matter how good the outer robe and middle coat are, they are just unbearably soft cloth.With little effort, he tore the pieces of cloth to pieces.His left hand seemed to be rubbing Shang Bieyun out of control, and his right hand held Shang Bieyun's wrist, feeling unbearably lonely.

"Sir, sir, will you put your arm around my neck, sir, sir..." He was dazed, and subconsciously begged the person in front of him, completely forgetting the attitude of the person below him, and just subconsciously felt that , Mr. is sure, will hurt yourself.

Unexpectedly, those hands really loosened their strength.Cheng Jiao became happy, loosened Shang Bieyun's right hand, and wrapped his hands around him tightly, licking his ear lightly as if flattering him.

But those hands didn't encircle his neck, but rested on Cheng Jiao's arm, and gently moved his hand up two points.

Cheng Jiao's movements froze suddenly.

With his hand, he touched the sinuous and hideous scars, ravines and ravines, full of scars.

"Do you remember?" Shang Bieyun opened his eyes and looked at the top of his head, the empty place: "I am like this, a deformed monster."