Sudden by a hologram

Pei Jiuji couldn't inject the sedative again, but once he woke up, he would damage his little flesh and blood without end. No matter how he couldn't bear it, Cheng Beimo had no choice but to lock him up with chains.

On the bed in front of him, the young man's hands were tied to the head of the bed, giving him space to exercise, but he couldn't go too crazy. He quietly closed his eyes, his deep and long clean feathers trembled slightly with his breathing, and his protruding shoulders rubbed a few times. Dao Hongyin, it has a hint of bullying.

In all fairness, it was such a young man, no matter who could not be moved by him, Cheng Beimo took a few more glances at last, and finally sighed, "Jiujiu is so pretty." That face was still handsome, showing the sharpness of a boy.

But this is not a long-term solution. Cheng Beimo deeply realized that there is no other way than what he did six years ago.

Hu Zuo Hu You knelt directly on the ground, begging and admonishing almost prostrate, "No, City Lord." "You must not do this again this time!"

Cheng Beimo shook them off, "Why not."

Huzuo Huyou knelt and walked to Cheng Beimo's side, "You are here to rescue Lord Pei Jiuji." "Have you forgotten the seal that the Federation placed on you!"

After all, the federation is in control of everything. The condition they let Cheng Beimo take away Pei Jiuji is not as simple as forcing him to serve as the leader of the human future planning team. The federation has put a seal on Cheng Beimo's procedures. will collapse.

In other words, they gave Cheng Beimo a choice. He could choose to save Pei Jiuji as he did six years ago, and he would be wiped out before Pei Jiuji opened his eyes again.

At that time, for the Federation, Pei Jiuji's holographic particles will be obtained, and Cheng Beimo will not be a threat, so why not be happy to put Pei Jiuji back now?

What a truly ruthless federation.

These two life-and-death protectors, who were going through life and death, almost wanted to hold Cheng Beimo by one leg, "No! You can't go!" "No! No!"

Cheng Beimo didn't speak, but smiled slightly, "It's just a heart-piercing pain, so I'll give you my whole heart this time, so what's the matter!"

He still firmly grasped Pei Jiuji's forehead with his palm, and the golden power slowly flowed out from his heart. Even if he tasted the tearing pain a second time, it would not be good.

It was like the golden color that had dried up for six years, now flowing again, along Cheng Beimo's solid arm, flowing into the palm of his hand, and into Pei Jiuji's mind.

The dragon-controlling talisman flew too violently, hitting the bed rail with ping-pong-pong, if it broke again, no one would repair it.

Huzuo Huyou's crying sound was also a little too sad, Cheng Beimo even thought a little dejectedly, how could he be so unsatisfactory after cultivating Dharma for so many years?

But all of this has nothing to do with him after today.

But in the hustle and bustle, Cheng Beimo finally stopped at that sound of calmness.

Under his command, Pei Jiuji slowly opened his eyes. This time, he was surprisingly quiet, and his words were also surprisingly cold, "Do you want to delete yourself again?"

Cheng Beimo stopped, Pei Jiuji sneered, "Cheng Beimo, you are so cruel."

At this time, Huzuo Huyou had already withdrawn, leading the door to death.

Cheng Beimo withdrew his hand, still planning to tell him, "An Ziming, in order to shut down the main satellite, it's gone."

Pei Jiuji's cold eyes were filled with sadness after all, "Master is dead, Weiming is dead, An Ziming is also dead, all because of me, all because of me!"

"Jiujiu." Cheng Beimo made up his mind this time, and held Pei Jiuji down again, with such a desolate and quiet voice, "It's okay, you won't be able to remember it tomorrow."

"Cheng Beimo! This is my memory! You have no right!" Pei Jiuji said in a panic. At that time, he clearly felt that the warmth called tears, six years late, finally dripped down, "Cheng Beimo... Don't, I beg you...don't."

The arms were bound, and even the softest cloth rope was worn out. Pei Jiuji was most afraid of pain, and cried out in pain, "I don't want to forget you again, I don't want to forget you!"

Cheng Beimo withdrew his hand, but he had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry Jiujiu."

Pei Jiuji raised his eyes, but couldn't stop the tears from falling, "It was only later that I found out that you were the one I was looking for these five years." When he looked away and looked at Cheng Beimo again, he was already sobbing, his body sobbing into a lump Tuan, some complained, "Five years! I have been looking for you for five full years!"

Cheng Beimo stared at him in a daze, but he had never really understood what the boy really thought, Pei Jiuji cried hoarsely, he just wanted to change someone back so humblely, "Do you know what five years means to me? ——It won’t make me forget you, it will only make me remember you again and again when I miss you in the dark night!”

"Cheng Beimo..." The young man finally let go of all his pride and handed himself over to someone without reservation, "Cheng Beimo...Cheng Beimo! I love you!"

The moist warmth sealed Pei Jiuji's next words. Cheng Beimo answered him with all practical actions. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the boy's tears, and the tears flowed down again. Cheng Beimo carefully hugged him in his arms, his voice Trembling after him, "I love you too..."

Pei Jiuji lowered his head and muttered, "Then give me back yourself..."

Today, six years later, is the real embrace. Cheng Beimo kissed him cherishingly again, wanting to eat everything and own all the young man, "I am number 24080, and I am the leader of the human future planning team. I am Dragon Core, I am the Lost City Lord, I am a holographic lover, but I am Cheng Beimo from beginning to end, Jiujiu, I love you, I love you from beginning to end."

Pei Jiuji bit his lower lip, but cried even more fiercely, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu so why are you telling me now!"

"I'm sorry, Jiujiu is sorry." Cheng Beimo reached out to help him wipe away his tears.

Some rough hands rubbed against the side of the soft and sensitive face, and with a sincere confession, the restlessness in the bottom of my heart was gently moved away.

Pei Jiuji's voice gradually became hurried, but his hands and feet were bound, and finally he could only lie on Cheng Beimo's shoulder, and whispered in his hoarse voice, "Hold me, hurry up!"

The cold wind poured into his body, causing Pei Jiuji's body, which was already full of scars, to tremble, but the gentle pleasure quickly invaded his mind.

Pei Jiuji trembled, unable to support himself, and broke free twice with his hanging hands.

Not wanting to scar the young man any more, Cheng Beimo raised his hand and untied the rope that bound Pei Jiuji. Pei Jiuji immediately collapsed on top of him and let him manipulate him.

This time, Cheng Beimo was in a hurry. Every time Cheng Beimo wanted to take care of Pei Jiuji's scars and exerted light force, he would think of how the scars that should have healed were cruelly scratched by him again.

So with some traces of revenge, Cheng Beimo exerted a little force.

Pei Jiuji was disturbed by the slight force, his fingers gripped the quilt tightly, and he didn't say a complete sentence from the beginning to the end. Yes, it's going to break..."

Not long after, Pei Jiuji's sick and pale body was covered with a layer of red powder these days, Pei Jiuji was still the same as before, and buried his face shyly.

Cheng Beimo laughed, lowered his head and kissed him gently, "Jiujiu, this time, I won't let you go."

Pei Jiuji panted lightly, put his arms around his neck, "Bei Mo..."

Cheng Beimo responded, "Jiujiu, I'm here."

......

Cheng Beimo had a dream, it was strange, he actually learned to dream for the first time.

In the dream, he was still in the Lost City, and the sun was still shining as brightly as every day. He went downstairs, and someone was sitting on the table, obediently drinking the porridge he had cooked early in the morning, and disgusted that he still boiled the eggs today.

After a while, Pei Jiuji grabbed his coat and ran out carefree. Cheng Beimo sat on a chair, used the bowl of porridge he had finished drinking, filled a bowl for himself, read "Lost City Tabloid", and ate him again. I took a bite out of half of the fried egg...it turns out that the fried egg is really hard to eat.

Hu Zuo Hu You suddenly barged in, and was scolded by Cheng Beimo again, the two of them didn't know when, they didn't even take Cheng Beimo's words to heart, they snatched the drink from Weiming's hand, and just drank it.

With a puffed face, Weiming came to complain with a muffled hum. In the end, Huzuo Huyou was beaten hard by Cheng Beimo.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Beimo asked.

Hu Zuo Hu You was mysterious, "Lord Pei Jiuji went out to play with Ling Chen and Fu Changping." "Don't you care?"

Cheng Beimo laughed "puchi", "Let him go."

Hu Zuo Hu You: This Lost City Vinegar King, why is he so big-hearted today?

Cheng Beimo wasn't worried because he knew Pei Jiuji absolutely. Sure enough, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, Pei Jiuji came back, covered in dust, lying on the sofa, "I don't want to go out with Ling Chen and Fu Changping again!"

I didn't realize that Pei Jiuji's talkative nature was so profound before, so he sat on the sofa, opened a can of ice coke, and babbled for an entire hour, and even planned to vomit from the time he first met the two of them.

"Are you happy?" Cheng Beimo's clear voice finally made Pei Jiuji stop, his eyes were still clear when he looked up, Cheng Beimo put down the document in his hand, walked over to him, and rubbed twice on the furry head that he wanted to touch a long time ago , "Are you happy going out today?"

Being pressed and rubbed by one hand, Pei Jiuji blushed slightly, and sank his head, honestly, "Happy."

He clearly felt Cheng Beimo's hand and paused for a moment.

After a while, Pei Jiuji turned on the live broadcast again, "I remembered that there has been no live broadcast for a long time."

Sure enough, the audience was very curious about the fact that Baozi re-launched after a long time, and the popularity soared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Is Baozi busy recently?"

Pei Jiuji let out a "hmm", and someone joked, "Master Bao is probably going to get married!"

Unexpectedly, Pei Jiuji still let out a soft "hmm", not loud but extremely firm. This time, Cheng Beimo, who was on the side, was shocked.

The barrage hit wildly, "Who! Who robbed my bag sir! Whoah whoah!"

Pei Jiuji chuckled, "You all know him." Pei Jiuji didn't hesitate to introduce him to everyone, something in Cheng Beimo's heart flowed gently, and he hugged Pei Jiuji tightly in his arms.

It turns out Mrs. Hanamaki's story has come true.

It would be great if Mrs. Hanamaki's text really came true.

When Cheng Beimo opened his eyes, the room was empty. He sat up with his hands on his forehead, and his hands were cold. He should have thought that there was a reason for that person to ask for it, but he was still willing to fall.

But Pei Jiuji, is the "love" you said back then also a lie?