The female prince of the Zerg army married the male master of the beggar

1,

At ten o'clock in the evening, the moonlight is just right.

Luo Li finished his day's class and had two evening self-study sessions. He was already very tired at this time, and his head was buzzing with anger just after reading his homework. For three nights, I slept till the end of time.

The home is very close to the school, so Luo Li usually walks to work, and when he comes back, he takes a walk to relax. He always walks like this, but today he feels that this road is quiet and weird.

Luo Li unconsciously quickened his pace, just like when he felt a ghost behind him when he was a child, he still looked back even though he was very scared.

The hairs on Luo Li's whole body stood on end, and the drowsiness suddenly disappeared. He just turned his head and looked back, but now he froze there, standing there in a distorted posture, twisting his neck. His mouth was open, and his face was terrified.

Behind him, a man covered in blood stood there and looked at him, his clothes were torn into pieces, with blood stains, his expressionless eyes looked cold, and the cold wind could smell him bloody smell.

A pair of eyes are very bright, as if seeing the kind of surprise of the prey.

Luo Li instantly thought of an idiom, desperado.

Luo Li wanted to run forward, but his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't move, probably because he was too scared. He felt that his whole body was tense, and he couldn't use any strength to escape.

Suddenly, the desperado took a step forward, and Luo Lili also trembled.

"Brother, big brother, I'll give you whatever you want, can you stop walking?" Luo Li tremblingly said this, and saw the "desperado" really stopped.

Luo Li heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that this was a reasonable "desperado".

Luo Li was about to throw all the cash on his body to him when he saw the "desperado" kneeling on the ground neatly, and even bowed down to Luo Li.

Luo Li: "..."

Luo Li didn't know what kind of routine the current robbers used. Could it be that with the development of society, they are now so civilized?Even the "Desperado" has changed his crime method?

But this did not affect his escape, while the head of the "desperado" was still on the ground, Luo Li turned around and was about to run forward.

As a result, before he even took a step forward, he heard a hoarse voice: "Master."

Luo Li was so nervous that he couldn't hear clearly, he only heard "Desperado" telling him to stop.

Well, you don't want to listen to you, Luo Li stood there very cowardly, waiting for his next words.

As a result, 1 minute passed, 2 minutes passed, and 5 minutes passed. The "Desperado" didn't have the slightest intention to speak again, and he didn't even move his posture.

At this time, the night was just right, and it was the [-]th day of August, as the saying goes, "the moon on the fifteenth is sixteen round". A small full moon was hanging on it in the vast night sky. The bloodstains on his body, and even the scars under the broken and shapeless clothes.

Looks like there's whiplash.

Um?Whiplash?

Luo Li opened his eyes and looked at it, and he was sure that the red marks still oozing blood on the people on the ground were whip wounds. He suddenly thought to himself, could it be that the person in front of him was not a desperado but a man who had just escaped from the devil's lair? Poor little one?

The more Luo Li thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, that's right, how can a desperado be so polite, but actually kneel down, he is not the ancestor of a desperado, and he will not give lucky money.

Thinking of this, Luo Li became more courageous. He thought that as a good young man in the 21st century, it should be his unshirkable responsibility to do such things bravely.

So Luo Li took a step forward tentatively, and then took another step when he saw that there was no response, and it took 5 minutes to move slowly before completing the short distance of five meters.

"You..." Luo Li paused for a moment, and asked straightforwardly: "Do you need me to call 110 for you? No, you have to call 120."

Luo Li looked at his body covered in bruises, and decided that it would be better to hit 120 first.

Yunfeng didn't know what 110 and 120 were. He only knew that he came to this place suddenly and saw the hero, but the hero told him not to go forward, so he had no choice but to kneel on the spot.

As for the scars on his body, Yunfeng didn't know what was going on. He only remembered that he had a good hero, but he did something wrong and didn't want him anymore. Lord.

The hero was standing in front of him, and Yunfeng didn't know if it was a dream, but he didn't want to let go, he just thought that this time he must let the hero calm down, maybe he would want himself again after he calmed down.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Luo Li put it another way: "This is very close to the police station, why don't I take you to the police station? Then you can tell the police if you have any grievances."

This time Yunfeng understood. He heard Xiongzhu say that he was going to send him away. He didn't know where the police station was. In short, it was a place without Xiongzhu.

Yunfeng was bitter in his heart, he didn't dare to beg the hero, so he kowtowed to Luo Li all the time.

The sound of his forehead touching the bluestone slab was very clear in the silent night. Luo Li was shocked for a moment and then he realized that he squatted there and supported Yunfeng's head. He didn't care if there was any danger. He just thought it wasn't Zhesha Did you kill yourself?

For no reason, being kowtowed by a stranger, and that stranger was covered in blood, it's horrifying to think about it, and now even the elders are not given such a big gift for New Year's greetings.

Yunfeng's head was supported by the hero and he didn't dare to move again. He was afraid that he would dirty the hero's hands, but he also had a glimmer of hope in his heart. If the hero is like this, is he willing to keep himself again?

Yunfeng was nervous, but Luo Li's hands supporting him gave him courage, and he begged cautiously, "Please don't lose me."

Luo Li was stunned by these words, thinking about what this meant, it wasn't a thing, how could he throw it away at will, besides, even if it was a thing, it wasn't his own, and it wasn't his turn to throw it away ah.

Yunfeng didn't get a response, and his heart went cold for a moment. He retreated and begged Luo Li: "Please punish me, can you throw me away after you finish punishing me?"

"Why should I punish you?" Luo Li answered the question naturally.

"Because I did something wrong."

"What did you do wrong?"

"I forgot..." Yunfeng looked ashamed, he really forgot, he only remembered that he had done something wrong, and the hero didn't want him anymore, other memories were blurred, as if they had been sealed away. out of reach.

Could it be Stockholm Syndrome? Luo Li felt that his speech was incoherent, but he was very capable of pulling his heart.

He is like a child asking for forgiveness for doing something wrong, and he is the one who can forgive him.

Luo Li exhausted all the gentleness in his life, showing more patience than when he was teaching the students for the first time, and asked softly: "What do you want me to do?"

"Will you take me home?"

2,

Luo Li stood in the kitchen thinking whether he had lost his mind, why did he bring trouble back on a whim?

This trouble is quite different. On the way back, I wanted to carry him back, but he refused. He said that he had to keep a distance of one meter behind him. It seemed that he was an ancient slave owner, oppressing the already full A scarred slave.

However, this person refused to let him call the police, maybe because he was afraid that he would be sent to the police station. Luo Li found that as long as he mentioned the word "call the police", this person would look at him pitifully, so pitiful that he couldn't bear to refuse he.

Forget it, it's not dangerous anyway, so it's better to take care of him for a while, anyway, I don't have anything to do, so I just treat it as a good deed.

After figuring it out, Luo Li felt extremely relieved. They say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. He can already imagine himself becoming a Buddha in the future. If there really are gods and Buddhas, he must have accumulated a lot of merit. .

Luo Li poured another glass of water. The cold water soaking his throat made him feel much better. He poured another glass of warm water and walked out of the kitchen.

"Come on, drink some water first." Luo Li handed the cup to the nervous-looking person on the sofa.

Yunfeng knelt in the porch as soon as he entered the door, but he was carried to the sofa by Xiongzhu, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The hero wants the hero to serve him water himself, which is simply too indulgent.

But he couldn't let the hero wait, so Yunfeng had no choice but to take the water first, but he didn't dare to drink it, and only waited for the hero to offer it to him when he was tired.

Luo Li didn't think about it so much, seeing that he took it, he went to get the first aid kit with confidence and wanted to help him treat the wound first, since he didn't want to go to other places, Luo Li had to help him with a simple treatment first to prevent the wound from becoming inflamed.

With his back turned to him, Luo Li looked for gauze, iodophor and cotton swabs in the drawer and said casually, "Take off your clothes first."

Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, a little happy, but it was hard for the hero to touch him, and at the same time he was a little embarrassed, he still had blood on his body, so dirty, how could he serve the hero directly?

Yunfeng quickly took off his clothes, and boldly begged: "Xiong Lord, my body is dirty, please allow me to clean myself first."

"No." Luo Li refused without even thinking about it, just kidding, there are wounds all over his body, how can he touch the water directly?

After he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was too tough, so he had to calm down and discuss with this person: "Be good, let's take the medicine first, shall we?"

"Use... the medicine?" Yunfeng was completely stunned at this moment, he couldn't believe it: "You want me to take the medicine?"

Not only did the hero not punish him, but he was willing to give him medicine?The hero is indeed the best hero in the world, Yunfeng can't think of what he did wrong to make him angry, he just thinks that he is so good that he can still make him angry, it's a heinous crime.

Luo Li frowned when he heard this, how could the wound be so bad without medicine?But he also knew that he couldn't argue with an injured little pitiful, maybe the little pitiful had some brain problems, otherwise why would he kneel down when he saw him on the road just now?

He slowed down his tone, and repeated softly like coaxing a child: "Yes, take the medicine, and you will recover quickly after taking the medicine, and you will not be in pain anymore."

Yunfeng's eyes were red, and he couldn't hold back his emotions any longer. He slid off the sofa, knelt on the ground naked, and said in a choked voice, "I don't deserve you."

Luo Li: "..."

Luo Li didn't want to talk to Xiao Poor any more, his brain was obviously out of order, and after finally finding all the things like cotton swabs and gauze, when he turned around, he saw that the man was kneeling on the ground again.

Luo Li had completely given up on explaining. He picked him up from the ground and placed him on the sofa again. He pressed his waist with his hand to prevent him from struggling due to too much pain. With the other hand, he took a cotton swab dipped in iodophor to be careful. wiped his wounds.

Those whip wounds looked so shocking, and I don't know how those bastards beat them so hard.

Luo Li unknowingly loosened his hand again and again, fearing that it would hurt the poor boy, he would blow it after wiping, Yunfeng couldn't lie down after a set of procedures.

Yunfeng was kneeling on the sofa at first, with one arm of the hero wrapping around himself, the other hand gently wiped the iodine, and even blew, the warm breath touched his body, making Yunfeng unconscious I just want to move.

"Does it hurt?" Sensing the trembling of the poor little body below him, Luo Li eased his movements a bit, coaxing: "It will be fine soon, I'll be gentler, don't be afraid."

Yunfeng wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but he was greedy for the gentleness of the hero, so he struggled in his mind and decided to leave it like this first, trying his best to hold back.

It was just really itchy, and he really wanted to stick out his tongue and lick the wound.

After all the hard work was done, Luo Li was already sweating profusely. He was more tired than running a marathon. He pulled the blanket on the side of the sofa to cover Yunfeng, and explained: "I can't wear clothes yet. , after a while, you bear with it, don't move, don't earn."

"Yes." Yunfeng nodded obediently, he understood what Xiongzhu meant, and he also felt that this was right, the medicine that Xiongzhu personally gave him could not be just rubbed off by him.

Seeing that the person finally nodded, Luo Li was also relieved, this person finally didn't say any more weird words, he took the wet tissue that was put aside and wiped the sweat from his head, and asked casually: "By the way, I Luo Li, what's your name?"

Yunfeng remained motionless on the sofa and maintained that position, for fear of rubbing off the potion that the hero had just rubbed on. At this time, he was taken aback when he heard the hero ask such a question, and then thought about what happened after meeting the hero today. The hero looked at him like a stranger, and had a vague guess in his heart.

"You, don't you know my name?"

"Yeah." Luo Li resisted the urge to roll his eyes. The first time I saw you, I was scared to death by you. I almost thought that I met a desperado. How could I know your name?

Yunfeng carefully observed Luo Li's face, he couldn't see any other emotions on the hero's face, so he had no choice but to pretend that the hero also lost his memory, but just forgot himself.

It seems that I did make a big mistake before, and the hero doesn't even want to think about himself.

Yunfeng was thankful that the hero had forgotten his mistakes, so that he could enjoy the favor of the hero again, but he was a little disappointed that the hero didn't even want to remember it.

He hesitated for a long time but didn't say anything else, just bent down and said calmly, "I'm Yunfeng, your female."