Alternative Rival

"Doctor Xi, I'm taking her back." Zhao Qingge looked at Xi Xian.

Afterwards, Xi Xian nodded and gave her a warning look.

"I will."

The body is in the bend of a pair of arms, even though the hands are very steady, it is obvious to feel a slight bump.

A moment of clarity appeared in Bo Jue's mind.

"Put me down...down."

"Don't think about it."

Her eyes were covered with sweat, and she still did not give up struggling with what little strength she had left, but she was already at the end of her strength, and her strength was not as strong as that of a small animal. Zhao Qingge's hands firmly restrained her.She tilted her head in desperation, grabbed the man's arm that was holding her, and bit down hard until she felt warmth between her teeth, and blood flowed out from her lips.The other party didn't respond. Looking at it from Bo Jue's point of view, the jaw line was beautifully curved, and the side face was firm, unmoved, as if the person who was bitten and bleeding was not her at all.

Panting, Bo Jue let go of her mouth, and pleaded again: "Let...I...down."

Zhao Qingge listened to it this time, let go of his left hand first, and Bo Jue's feet fell to the ground, then let go of his right hand, and Bo Jue regained his freedom, but as soon as he lost his support, Bo Jue fell down like a ball of soft cotton, She supported the bench on one side with one hand, as if she wanted to support it, but her arm was also weak, and she struggled a bit before falling back again.

As soon as her body lightened, Zhao Qingge had brought her back again.

Zhao Qingge warned her in a bad tone: "If you don't want to spend the night wrapped in frost outside, please be quiet."

When a soul that does not belong to her is close to its original owner, whether Bo Jue admits it or not, the fear, anxiety, and sadness that had engulfed her like a tide receded like a tide, and an unprecedented sense of belonging and nostalgia flooded her heart. It was not clear whether it was the instinctive feeling of the body or the emotion that drifted beyond her rationality was relieved.In short, the body was soft, but the spirit recovered a lot, and after a night of tossing and exhaustion, he fell asleep very quickly.

She was awakened the moment she was put down. Zhao Qingge shook his sore hand, and the surprise flashed across his eyes. Before Bo Jue could speak, she said coldly: "Go take a bath, change clothes in the bathroom." .”

Bo Jue got up from the bed silently, although her hands and feet were still a little sore, she was already able to walk.She leaned on the wall and moved to the bathroom, and slowly closed the door.There is a not-so-small mirror in the bathroom, which can reflect the entire upper body. The hospital gown is sticking to her body wetly. Bo Jue takes it off and throws it into the clothes basket. Then she looks over. The blue one is actually nothing. Pretty, but just can't take my eyes off it.

It was a long time before she came back to her senses and looked at her body in the mirror. The mirror faithfully reflected her tooth-scarred body and identity that could not be changed in this life. Her fingertips touched the eyeballs of the person in the mirror. However, he covered it with his palm and turned his head away from looking at it.

The hot water from the shower fell, and she raised her head and closed her eyes.

Zhao Qingge must really not want to see her now, who wants to be such a burden for no reason?yourself?I don't want to live like this. I don't know how Jiang You felt when he inserted the dagger into his heart?

Bo Jue pressed his palms tightly to his heart, thump—thump—thump——

Why did you jump so fast all of a sudden?

There was the sound of glass shattering in the bathroom, and Zhao Qingge rushed in. Bo Jue leaned against the washbasin with his back, his face was flushed abnormally, and there was still a handful of broken glass in his palm, his fingers were dripping.

Zhao Qingge narrowed his eyes dangerously, carried the naked woman out with one hand, stuffed it under the quilt, and walked away immediately.

Bo Jue sat up with the support of her intact hands, took a breath of fresh air, and the tip of her tongue, which had been bitten out, was in close contact with her teeth again. The bloody smell dilutes the instinctive physical desire. Heaving a sigh of relief, he shrank himself to the inner corner of the bed.

Zhao Qingge's room was also uniformly arranged by the school. The overall layout was the same as her own. Even the furniture hadn't been changed. I don't know if it was because of laziness. She quietly locked her eyes on the person who was squatting under the sofa cabinet with her back facing her. On the body, the close-fitting black shirt perfectly highlights the straight spine of the owner when the back is bent, like a round jade bead, I really want to touch it.Bo Jue's fever, which had just calmed down, was aroused by this thought, her breathing became short of breath, and she turned her head quickly.

At this moment, the bed suddenly collapsed a little, Zhao Qingge spread the medicine box on the bed, holding a pair of delicate tweezers in his hand, and said indifferently: "Come here."

Bo Jue's lower abdomen seemed to be on fire, and the breath she exhaled was obviously higher than usual temperature. Although she didn't know the reason, she made up her mind not to lose face, so she pretended to be confused and said: "I'm asleep, what's the matter, we'll talk about it tomorrow." .”

"Come here!" Zhao Qingge assumed an orderly tone.

Bo Jue froze all over, and clearly felt that the body and mind seemed to be split into two halves. The mind was clamoring not to go over, but the body had obediently obeyed the instructions and turned around. Zhao Qingge showed a satisfied look.

"Hand out."

Like a puppet on a string, Bo Jue stretched out his hand as promised.

Zhao Qingge pinched her palm to observe her injury, the tweezers in his hand caught the broken glass in the palm, pulled it out quickly and precisely, and threw it into the trash can under his feet.The whole process lasted about 10 to [-] minutes. No one spoke again. Zhao Qingge put the tweezers aside and waited for cleaning. He took out the bandage from the medicine box, bandaged her palm, and stuffed it back into the quilt.

"If you want to die again..." she said suddenly.

Bo Jue looked at her without any emotion.

Zhao Qingge bent down, and met her translucent eyes tit for tat. There was no ups and downs on his frosty face, and the words uttered from his thin lips were cold and ruthless: "I don't mind controlling you until you get through the disorder."

Bo Jue sneered, "What if I don't listen?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she let out a muffled groan, as if her body was pressed against a huge mountain, and she couldn't even take a breath, the sweat quickly permeated her back, her hands clenched into fists, and her joints rattled , Not to be outdone, want to lift up.

But that force pressed on intensified, the shoulder blades seemed to have a solid "click" in the wrestling between the two forces, Zhao Qingge's eyes burned with anger, and his thoughts moved slightly, Bo Jue could no longer resist the crushing force on her Strength, he couldn't move his whole body, he couldn't even bend a finger, he could only look at the woman on his body with eyes full of hostility and hatred.

Zhao Qingge said expressionlessly, "Are you obedient?"

Bo Jue gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Zhao Qingge controlled his strength just enough to allow her to speak.

Bo Jue still didn't say a word.

"Stay here well." Zhao Qingge left behind a sentence, packed the medicine box and went to the bathroom by himself, the sound of the splashing shower came into his ears.She didn't want to commit suicide, at least she didn't just now, but she accidentally stepped on the shower gel and slipped it while taking a shower, and she used too much force to support the mirror, she didn't expect the mirror in the bathroom to be so vulnerable, It was completely broken in her hands.Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingge thought she had attempted suicide, which is really ridiculous.

If she wants to commit suicide, she must escape quietly, find a place without people, look in the direction of the lighthouse of the soul when the sun is about to rise, and then end her own life. This is not death, but a new life.

But this was her thinking before she was not controlled. As for now, her limbs could not move, and her eyes could still look around. She looked around and saw... the dagger on the coffee table.

She tried to curl her fingers, which exhausted all her strength, and she was so tired that she was out of breath as soon as she moved an inch.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and my body tensed immediately.

Wearing a T-shirt and shorts, Zhao Qingge walked out while wiping his hair. His eyes swept over the bed. Seeing that Bo Jue hadn't moved, he relaxed and concentrated on drying his hair.Bo Jue couldn't control his eyes from falling on her, so he just gave up and broke the jar.

Zhao Qingge seemed to have found out her conscience. Bo Jue's confinement was lifted by her in an instant. An afterimage flashed in the mirror in front of her, and the dagger on the table was copied by the man, and it was unsheathed with a clang. Like lightning, it pierced towards the heart.

Dang—a crisp sound.

Before the dagger had time to touch the warm body, it fell to the ground.

Zhao Qingge walked over slowly, pinched the chin of the man kneeling on the ground with one hand, his eyes were sinking water: "I know you are not so easy to obey, I gave you a chance, now do it according to my way."

"Go to bed and lie down."

Under her command, Bo Jue slowly straightened up and struggled back to the bed.

"Doctor Xi told me that it is better to be intimate at the beginning of the bond, which will help your mental and physical state recover, so you'd better sleep next to me at night. The disorder period is only ten days in total, and hormones are controlling your behavior. You don't really want to seek death, after the disorder period is over, whether you go or stay, live or die, I will never stop you." Zhao Qingge raised his hand to turn off the light, lay down neatly under the quilt, and spoke in a detached tone. she talks.

—if that counts as conversation.

Bo Jue lay side by side with her in the Chuhe-Han realm, motionless.

"Why don't you come over? I'm not controlling you."

"I know."

"Don't force me to resort to extreme measures."

Bo Jue stretched out a hand in the darkness and pressed it against her back.

Zhao Qingge: "..."

Zhao Qingge: "I mean hold me - wait, why are your hands so hot?"

Just as Bo Jue was about to withdraw her hand, she grabbed her wrist. Only then did Zhao Qingge see her cheeks flushed and she panted slightly, as if she had been taken some kind of aphrodisiac drug. what?"

Bo Jue clenched her lips and struggled a bit, to Zhao Qingge it was like a kitten tickling.

"say."

Bo Jue's suppressed anger suddenly exploded: "Don't worry about it!"

Perhaps thought control was too unchallenging, so Zhao Qingge used brute force to pin her down without saying a word. Bo Jue's old injury hadn't healed last night. I can't use any strength.

"Speak." She said it again, her lips pressed against her ear, the warm and fragrant breath was close at hand, but her hand was pressed on her neck, dangerous and deadly.

There seemed to be tens of thousands of ants crawling in Bo Jue's blood vessels. The desire that had been deliberately ignored was provoked by such a movement, and it was out of control. She tilted her head and blocked the person she couldn't tell whether it was love or hate. lips.

Zhao Qingge thought that she might continue to struggle, or she might not utter a word until he used mind control again to force her to speak. He never thought that this would be the result. He was caught off guard and forgot to resist, and the strength in his hand also subconsciously released Down.

Until Bo Jue aggressively licked her lips open, and pushed his tongue along the gap between the lips, and the tip of his tongue touched hers, Zhao Qingge's sense of being about to ascend to heaven suddenly came back, and he couldn't bear to grab her by the back of the neck and lift her off his body. When he got down, he jumped into a rage and said, "You—"

Bo Jue lay on her back on the bed, but was soothed by her angry reaction, feeling a sense of elation: "What about me?"

But she was obviously happy too early, her smile faltered, her body seemed to be artificially set on fire, it was so hot that it seemed to explode, the blush on her face became more and more obvious, and the obscene red spread from her face to her chest, Her breathing gradually became longer, and each exhalation was extremely laborious, and the sound of panting became heavier each time. She shivered and curled up, trying not to let herself get close to the cool body beside her.

Zhao Qingge couldn't help but look shocked, she just had a small thought, never thought that Bo Jue would have such a big reaction, is the power of the beneficiary so terrifying?What if... a little bit heavier?

As her thoughts changed, Bo Jue's reaction changed again. The corners of her eyes turned red, her lips trembled as if she was suffocating, and there seemed to be two puddles of water in her eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

Should we keep experimenting or give up?Looking at his former opponent, Yu, lying in front of him, Zhao Qingge looked at her with his chin in his hand, and said, "Please."

A sneering smile crossed the corners of Bo Jue's bright eyes, and she replied exactly what Zhao Qingge said not long ago: "Don't even think about it."

Zhao Qingge's heart was on fire, and he intensified his strength.

Bo Jue bit her lips, blood came out.

Half an hour later, even though her whole body was oozing blood, Bo Jue didn't make a sound, not even the muffled groan at the beginning.

Zhao Qingge got tired of it and let her go free.

At this time, Bo Jue's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her whole body was soaked, especially between her legs. The shameful mud almost made her so ashamed and angry that she wished she could die immediately.

She relaxed physically and mentally for a while, and the aphrodisiac effect of Qi Zhu's blood was released along with the release just now, and the whole person did not feel so uncomfortable, her strength recovered a little, and she lifted the quilt to get up.

Zhao Qingge asked: "Where are you going?"

Bo Jue replied, "Go to the bathroom and clean up."

Zhao Qingge said, "I'll go with you."

Bo Jue lowered his eyes: "No need."

"Ok?"

"Forget it, come on." Bo Jue relented.

In just one hour, Bo Jue had been trained from a wolf to a dog by her, and Zhao Qingge felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.Bo Jue went into the bathroom, took off the pajamas that came with her gloves, and stood under the shower head to wash naked. Zhao Qingge wanted to monitor her, but he didn't leave.

Bo Jue's back can be regarded as the only place that survived, only a bright red hickey on the shoulder, other places are clean, the water drops roll down along the spine line and butterfly bone, and then slide into it. A charming waistline, plump buttocks, and slender calves.Bo Jue was skinny, but not bony and skinny. He had everything he should have, and he had a taste of well-proportioned flesh and blood.

Zhao Qingge's memory flashed hazy scenes, the temperature of skin-to-skin kisses, the lingering between lips and teeth, as if a "hot" root had been inserted out of thin air in the small bathroom, and the steamy air steamed with unprecedented heat, Zhao Qingge's throat was a little Tightly, the eyes looking at Bo Jue gradually took on the color of a carnivore.

After a while, she straddled her long legs and walked into the water curtain.