fuck you little bastard

【Chapter 7】I want to hug~(づ￣▽￣)づ～or me~(づ￣3￣)づ

Bucky opened the door and sat in the car, suddenly, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils.

Bucky froze when the pale face came into view.

Enders sat leaning back in a military uniform, the blood on his face hadn't been wiped clean, leaving a few dark red marks, the originally dazzling blond hair was blackened by the withered blood, but it complemented his face. His face became paler and paler, like a delicate and fragile porcelain doll displayed in the window.

Bucky frowned at the illusion that the other party would break at the touch of a finger.

The moment Enders saw Bucky, he took off his defenses, and the nerves that had been tense were finally relaxed.But... Baby's expression doesn't seem right, he thinks he should save the crooked plot.

"Baby~ I feel so hurt QAQ~"

"I want to hug~(づ￣▽￣)づ"

"Either you are stuck~(づ￣3￣)づ"

Bucky: —_—#

"you shut up."

Enders: (⊙x⊙)

Baby angry?Why?

Enders looked at him aggrievedly.

Bucky was unmoved, he tried his best to suppress his anger, and said, "You promise not to let me see you in a mess."

"..."

"You promise not to hurt yourself."

"..."

"You told me not to worry, you can take care of everything."

"...uh, I..."

Enders felt that he should say something to save himself at this time, such as the enemy is too cunning and insidious, but Bucky's next sentence made him shut up completely.

"You never take your own safety into consideration, and you will always say nothing is serious, but what happened!?"

"I won't let me know if I'm injured, if I don't receive treatment, if something happens, I won't discuss it with others, and I will always make all the plans by myself."

"You really think that you are very powerful, everything is within your expectations, and there will never be any accidents, right?"

"You don't know, will you make people very worried?"

Enders sort of understood why he was angry, but no one ever told him what he said.

The continent of Alans is not suitable for a comfortable life. Anyone can gain the power of the person he killed through killing. Exposing his own weakness is undoubtedly asking for death, not to mention that he is the Lord of Darkness, and all his subordinates It is a group of demons who respect power. How many people are staring at the position where he sits. If you want to survive, you have to show your strongest side. As long as you show a flaw, the next second you will face It is an overwhelming attack.

This life has changed to a relatively peaceful world, but the habits formed over tens of thousands of years are not easy to change.If you get hurt, no one will find out. You hide in the dark and lick your wounds. The next time you show up, you will look like nothing happened. If something happens, you can only find ways to solve it yourself.

No one is really thinking about you. The fate of the weak is to be slaughtered. In order to gain strength, they will do whatever they can. This is the survival criterion of the Alans Continent, which is cruel and true.

Vampires are a selfish and suspicious race. His Majesty the Prince is used to being alone. He doesn't trust anyone. All unstable factors must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise the position of the Lord of Darkness will have been replaced by countless people.

Enders straightened up and pulled him into his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry... I've always been alone, I'm used to making my own decisions, I'm used to taking on everything by myself, I didn't know that this would worry you... I'm sorry..."

Bucky was afraid of pressing on his wound, so he didn't dare to push him too hard, his neck was itchy with his cool breath.

Enders rubbed his cheek, and said in a coquettish tone, "I'll try to change it, don't be angry, okay?"

"..."

"I'm not angry."

"Well, I was wrong." Enders nudged again.

"..."

Bucky moved his shoulders to signal Enders to get up, but he didn't expect Enders to fall on his lap with his strength.

Bucky was taken aback by him: "Enders!?"

Seeing that his face was correct, Enders smiled slightly: "Don't worry, uh... I mean it's okay..."

...It seems that nothing is right, Enders sighed: "Baby, bend over."

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, Bucky still bent down, "What... um!"

Enders hooked his neck, raised his upper body slightly and kissed his open lips, licking between his teeth with his cool tongue.

It happened so suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, Enders had already let go of the hand that was imprisoned behind his head, with a satisfied look on his face, Bucky glared at him: "What are you doing!"

Enders lay back on his lap, licked the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I pressed the partition, the driver couldn't see it."

"...Who told you this!"

"Well, I'm tired, so sleepy, let me sleep for a while..." Enders hugged his waist, buried his face in his lower abdomen, his hoarse voice gradually fell.

Enders was really tired, and the feeling of being overdrawn was not good. The familiar smell permeated his nose, and he soon fell into sleep.

"..."

Bucky lowered his eyes and looked at his side face, the bitter taste of the other party still remained in his mouth, he licked his palate, it was a little itchy but not as numb as before, Bucky pursed his lips.

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After returning to the military headquarters, Colonel Phillips arranged a series of inspection items for Enders. He originally wanted to refuse, but the baby stood beside him and stared at him, with the words "Dare you refuse to try" in her beautiful eyes. ! '.

Although the daughter-in-law's eyes were a bit fierce, Enders had never been able to resist his bright blue eyes. The colonel simply arranged for the medical staff from the Ministry, at least in terms of confidentiality.

His strength was suppressed due to the awakening of his bloodline, and the remaining strength was used to regulate the inside of his body. The trauma on his body did not recover much. His white body was covered with large and small scars, and he was shot on his shoulder. The bullet had already been pulled out by him, and the blood had stopped flowing, but the deep wound still remained on it, and it looked particularly oozing.

Bucky frowned as the paramedics worked on his wound.

Watching the paramedics walk out the door, Enders raised his uninjured left hand and hooked his palm.

"Baby..."

"Brat!!" Colonel Phillips roared into the infirmary and threw the file in his hand on the bedside table, "Look for yourself! After reading it, tell me what it means to have multiple deadly viruses in your body! I It is for you to perform the task, not for you to kill yourself!"

Bucky picked up the inspection report and flipped through it, his face became darker as he looked down.

"..."

Enders knew that once he was checked, it would be impossible to hide it. He brushed back the hair on his forehead, and said helplessly, "Colonel, call Dr. Erskine and Howard together."

"Why, are you going to announce your last words?" Phillips' tone was still not very good.

"..." Enders knew he was wrong, he laughed dryly, "This joke is not funny...I will explain it to you."

Phillips glanced at him and walked out the door in silence.

Enders carefully glanced aside, and found that his wife had put the inspection report back on the table, and the calm expression on her face made him a little uncomfortable.

Enders grabs his wrist and yanks.

Bucky instinctively backed away, but was still pulled forward by him, accidentally pressing his free hand on his wound.

"Hmm..." Enders groaned in pain.

Bucky immediately withdrew his hands on his shoulders, and said displeasedly, "Can't you talk properly? You have to move your hands and feet every time."

Enders pulled his head down, put his forehead against his forehead, and said seriously: "Although it looks serious from the report, I'm really fine, I promise!"

"Ah."

Enders looked at it for a while, and found that he was really not angry before continuing: "I promised you that I would not hide you from you again. I didn't have time to tell you this time. Don't be angry."

"Ah."

Seeing that he still looked neither serious nor serious, Enders was dissatisfied, he flattened his mouth: "Honey, aren't you worried about me?"

Bucky looked at him flatly, and said, "The scourge will last for a thousand years."

Enders: "My heart hurts QAQ."

Bucky sighed helplessly, "I still have that trust in me."

Enders quickly kissed him on the lips: "It's best for you, baby, please (づ￣3￣)づ."

"..." Bucky was almost used to his intermittent hooliganism, he slapped the face of the rascally grinning face with one hand, and was about to get up from him when Colonel Phillips' voice came from the door.

"Wow, did you two fight?" Phillips ordered the soldiers outside to call Dr. Erskine and Howard over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Sergeant Barnes pressing on the boy, and the gauze on his shoulders leaked out. A little bloody, he raised his eyebrows: "It's quite intense."

"..." Bucky glared at the culprit, quickly got off him, stood up straight and gave a standard military salute to Colonel Phillips: "Sorry, Colonel!"

Enders leaned casually on the bed, but did not perfuse the military salute: "Sorry, Colonel."

"..." Phillips watched their almost simultaneous reactions, and was speechless for a while, then went outside and asked the soldiers to call the medical staff.

After the medical staff re-packed his wound, Dr. Erskine and Howard also arrived.