Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

Song Yinzhi quickly stood up, hid aside, and tried to stabilize his figure:

"No, it's nothing serious, it will be fine tomorrow."

"Then you go to bed first, I will wake you up tomorrow morning." Feng Qi walked to the door, looked at Song Yinzhi who was tense all over, and sighed secretly, wondering if he had scared him too directly.

Sure enough, humans are really troublesome.

"Good night." Feng Qi said, and then turned off the light casually.

Sitting on the big empty bed, even though the surrounding air became cold and dimmed, he could still clearly feel the restless heart, beating hotly and non-stop.

How come I have become so strange.

Song Yinzhi touched his heart, raised his head and looked out the window inexplicably, lay down, and closed his eyes.

Maybe it was because of a change of location, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, he took out his phone to check the time from time to time, and when he realized that it was getting late, he quickly closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

But the more he forced himself to fall asleep, the more he couldn't fall asleep.

Just when he was staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze with two dark circles under his eyes.

The doorknob rang twice suddenly.

If it had been left before, Song Yinzhi, who was as timid as a quail, would have sat up immediately in fright, but this time because he knew he was at Feng Qi's house, unexpectedly he didn't feel that kind of fear, it was just very strange.

The door opened, letting in a faint light.

Song Yinzhi hurriedly pretended to be asleep, closed his eyes a little, and followed the sound.

Looking back against the light, Feng Qi's iconic tall figure was standing at the door.

He walked over gently, squatted in front of Song Yinzhi's window, and raised his hand to straighten the quilt for him.

Then, a big warm hand covered it, and gently pressed it against Song Yinzhi's face, right at the scar.

"Putong—Putong—" Under the long silent night, Song Yinzhi could even hear his own thunderous heartbeat clearly.

There was a warm heat flow across the wound, and the place that was slightly painful was instantly replaced with a new layer of skin. The pain disappeared, leaving only a warm touch.

Feng Qi is really, really nice. Because of his personality, he has never had many friends. Whether he was in school or entered the society, he was the one who was always targeted and bullied, including Xiao Xueqiu back then. He didn't treat himself as a human being at first. Pass.

So for a long time, I didn't know what the purpose of living was.

Therefore, it is also very easy. When someone treats oneself a little bit better, it is easy to fall into the trap.

Thinking about it, the tip of the nose became sore for a while, pulling the muscles around the nose to move.

Feng Qi immediately took his hand away, and carefully looked at the man who seemed to be asleep on the bed.

Under the cold moonlight, there was a slight water stain in the corner of his eyes.

Feng Qi was startled, and quickly stood up.

What?Could it be that he hadn't slept all this time? Didn't he know everything about using demon power to heal his wound just now? !

Not knowing what he was thinking, Feng Qi raised his legs and walked out in an instant.

Sometimes evasion is shameful, but useful.

But the moment he turned around, someone grabbed his wrist.

Feng Qi turned his head nervously, and under the moonlight, he saw that Song Yinzhi had half-supported his upper body, and was holding his wrist tightly with one hand, with anticipation in his eyes.

What is he looking forward to.

"I'm sorry to wake you up, I have no other thoughts, just want to come in and see if your quilt is covered..."

No!I just have other thoughts, but I can't say it out loud, otherwise I will definitely be regarded as a pervert.

"I know." Song Yinzhi spoke softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

He grabbed Feng Qi's hand with all his strength, as if grasping the last straw.

Feng Qi regained his composure, walked back slowly, held his hand instead, and helped him stand up the pillow so that he could sit more comfortably.

"What's the matter, is it because you can't sleep because you changed the environment?"

Song Yinzhi shook his head.

"Is that because you were bullied by your colleagues in the company during the day?"

Although Song Yinzhi didn't show any over-reaction at that time, there are some things that the more he thinks about it, the more sad he becomes.

He nodded, looked up at Feng Qi, his deep eyes were twinkling with stars.

Feng Qi smiled, sat down beside his bed, and rubbed his messy sleeping hair: "It's okay, it won't happen again in the future, if you learn to be good this time, you will know how to be careful in the future."

Because of his tall stature and big frame, Feng Qi's hands are also a little bigger than the average man's. Song Yinzhi's hand in his palm is like a child's hand, small, delicate and soft.

Feng Qi gently curled up his ten fingers, wrapping Song Yinzhi's little hand in his palm.

"Didn't you say to think about it a few days ago? You made up your mind so quickly?" Seeing his appearance, Feng Qi instantly felt teased.

Hearing this, Song Yinzhi blushed immediately, from his cheeks to the roots of his ears.

He turned his head away and struggled slightly with his hands, as if he was a little embarrassed.

But Feng Qi held his hand even more forcefully, his slender eye tails were raised slightly, and he smiled slyly: "If you catch it, you won't let it go."

If you catch it, you won't let it go.

Song Yinzhi's restless little heart began to beat out of rhythm again.

But he still calmed down and thought about it carefully, should he really agree to him so easily? Although he is very good, he is a man after all, so he still can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

He withdrew his hand vigorously, retracted into the bed: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper, you go back and rest."

"No." Feng Qi refused without thinking.

"why."

Feng Qi thought for a while: "Because I think you really need someone to accompany you right now."

This sentence is true, Song Yinzhi really can't refute it.

In fact, he has a lot of concerns and wants to talk to someone, but after so many years, the person who is willing to listen to him has never appeared.

"No, it's getting late, you'd better go to bed early." Song Yinzhi said, and lay down silently.

Because I don't want others to be my trash can, it's not fair to others.

Feng Qi looked at him, suddenly stretched out his hand and dragged him out of the bed, and forced him into his arms:

"What you want, what you want to say, must be conveyed to others seriously, right?"

Song Yinzhi nestled in his arms, just struggling a few times, but was caught off guard by these words.

It seems that I have said this to Xiao Yudian before, but why can't I put it on myself.

"Well then, if you feel pressured in your heart and feel that I'm an outsider to you, and it's inconvenient to say something..."

As he said that, before Song Yinzhi could react, there was a hot touch on his neck.

He was shocked, and quickly sat up straight, looking in disbelief at the person in front of him who...kissed his neck without his consent or even giving him time to think about it.

"Now I'm yours, you can say whatever you want, you can cry if you want."

Feng Qi's smiling face of unknown meaning was waving in front of his eyes, and the kiss just now seemed to melt into the blood through the skin little by little.

It's not an adjective, but it really feels like injecting some strange medicine into the body.

Song Yinzhi raised his hand to cover his hot neck, his eyes drifted away, and he didn't dare to look at him again.

Because I am still a man no matter what, facing such a face, if I continue to look at it, I am afraid that I will really do something irreparable.

"Why are you doing this? It's really strange." The tone seemed to be reproachful, but there was also a hint of joy.

"Because you are sticky and not generous at all."

As soon as the words fell, Song Yinzhi felt something heavy on his body, and when he raised his head, he met Feng Qi's strange eyes.

"Do, what to do." He was so frightened that he stopped breathing and his mind was in chaos.

But I'm looking forward to it.

"Kiss you, one kiss is enough." After finishing speaking, the passionate kiss fell.

"No, this is really strange." Song Yinzhi raised his hand to push him, with his hands resting on his chest.

But his powerless pushing and shoving, in Feng Qi's eyes, was like scratching an itch.

This kind of half-push and half-push is really exhausting, just scold yourself for being a pervert, slap yourself and then kick yourself off the bed.

Why do you want to refuse?

Isn't it more exciting?

Behind him, a few white furs emerged quietly, flicking back and forth excitedly, like a puppy's tail.

But every kiss fell on the neck, without crossing the red line of defense of the face and lips.

Because Feng Qi only dared to kiss his neck and hands, he was still timid in his heart, after all, Song Yinzhi is... hard to say.

Just test it out and see how he reacts.

Monsters are lustful, simple and rude by nature, but humans seem to be different. If we really want to talk about the advantages of human beings, I am afraid that in the matter of controlling lust, they are still unmatched by monsters.

"Huh? What?" Just when Song Yinzhi was thinking about whether to proceed to the next step in confusion——

There was a sudden furry touch on the ankle.

He looked up, in the darkness, he seemed to see a few white hairy objects hooking his ankles, and how many more were swinging around in mid-air?

Feng Qi was kissing his neck, when he asked this question, he suddenly woke up.

Because I was too excited, the tail was accidentally exposed, and in the thinking of monsters, hooking a person's ankle with a tail means possession, and kissing the neck is also a sign.

He quickly put away his tail, sat up pretending to be surprised and looked behind him: "What? Nothing."

In fact, there is nothing wrong with admitting his identity, but the problem is that I still don't know Song Yinzhi's thoughts very well, and I don't know how much he accepts monsters. , Isn’t it just wasted?

Song Yinzhi rubbed his eyes, and looked over again, there was really nothing there.

Could it be that he was hallucinating?

It turns out that when doing this kind of thing, it is easy to have hallucinations because of being too excited?

After being teased like this, Feng Qi really didn't dare to continue, he got up and got out of bed, straightened his pajamas, and smiled awkwardly: "Then I, first... go back to sleep, and you go to bed early too."

Song Yinzhi was lying on the bed, touching the bright red neck that was tossed by him, his heart jumped.

"How about...you stay tonight?"