Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

"……Feel sorry."

As soon as the words came out, he realized how hoarse his voice was. Qin Yi turned his head to avoid the red eyes of the young man crying like a rabbit, and his dry throat seemed to be burning with thirst.

The pure white T-shirt was already half wet by hot water, and the black-haired young man was about to answer when he opened his mouth and sneezed softly.

Standing up and turning off the shower with a slightly awkward posture, Qin Yi tightened his jaw, raised his hand to pick up the largest bath towel, and bent down to wrap him up completely.

The bedroom, where no outsiders visited all the year round, did not prepare new toiletries at all. Like a child who got a new toy, he rubbed the bath towel like a young animal that was still crying, then suddenly raised his head and sniffed the man's neck. : "Same taste."

"It's shower gel."

Desperately telling himself not to argue with a confused drunk, Qin Yi replied in a deep voice, and at the same time hugged him up.

The first time is a stranger and the second time is an acquaintance, this time there is no need for a man to remind, the black-haired young man took the initiative to circle the other party with his hands.

"The leg hurts." As if he had found a safe haven to rely on, he complained in a nasal voice, coquettishly, "The gun Zhuo Hua shot me also hurt."

Never expecting that this drunk rabbit could still be thinking about someone else at this moment, Qin Yi slowly put the young man beside the bed, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Zhuo Hua? Do you remember him?"

"The captain of TD," Shen Pei was keenly aware of the oppressive feeling around the man, and while answering, he shrank back secretly under the quilt, "He even took my head today."

So just remember each other because of the head?

Most of the depression lingering in his heart dissipated in an instant, and Qin Yi lowered his eyes to look at the wet young man. After all, he "ruthlessly" pulled him out of the quilt with some force.

Turning around, he found a clean shirt and shorts in the cabinet, and he put the neatly folded clothes into the young man's arms: "Change by yourself."

In order to leave enough space for the other party to have sex and calm himself down, the man deliberately used the pretext of looking for medicine to sit in the living room for a while, and returned to the bedroom after a long delay.

Unexpectedly, the drunk young man is a model of not playing cards according to common sense. Wrapped in a bath towel and huddled up, his eyes are slightly closed and he is drowsy. It seems that he has no intention of changing clothes at all.

There was nothing he could do with the coquettish little ancestor in front of him, so Qin Yi had no choice but to put down the medicine box, and half-supported and half-hugged him up from the bed: "Shen Pei?"

The young man who was barely sitting up straight said in a daze, "Huh?"

"Don't sleep yet," the man wiped the other party's still dripping hair with a bath towel, and the man gently shook off the shirt at hand, "Be obedient, change your clothes."

Slowly opened his mouth and yawned a little, the black-haired youth seemed to have not heard what the other party was saying, lazily drooping his phoenix eyes.

Facing such a well-behaved, honest but a bit dull drunk, Boss Qin couldn't help but sighed, and touched the other's arm carefully like a child: "Raise your hand."

With every command, the black-haired young man finally reacted, allowing him to play with it like a doll.

Trying to control his eyes from wandering to the side, Qin Yi stretched out his hand and rolled up the hem of the opponent's T-shirt, and finally helped the young man change his clothes after stumbling.

Considering that the position below the waist is too private, he simply gave up the pair of clean shorts that could expose the knees, and just grabbed the trouser legs and took off the youth's half-wet trousers.

The skin that has not seen the sun all year round is as white and delicate as an egg that has been peeled off its shell, with a little bit of beautiful muscle lines, the round ankle bone is slightly protruding, the youth's feet are small and thin, and the partial toes are white, tender and full, revealing the thighs. Very visually impactful, soft and plump.

Absorb light honey-colored medicinal oil with a cotton swab and apply it on the opponent's bluish knees. Qin Yi squats beside the bed, his eyes are always involuntarily caught by those dangling bare feet.

His heart was beating so hard that he finally couldn't bear it any longer. With his big hand, he easily grabbed the young man's calf: "Don't move."

The touch from under the fingertips is warm, soft and full of elasticity. The man who originally wanted to restrain the other party to keep himself calm, only felt that the fire and arrogance burning in his heart were better.

Unexpectedly, the dull young man after drunk seemed completely unaware of the danger in front of him. Not only did he not push back, but he lowered his head and moved forward.

"Qin Yi," the breath with a bit of malt sweetness gently brushed over the man's forehead, the black-haired young man blinked, and asked vaguely, "You are so good-looking..."

"Can I kiss you?"

"what?

Before finishing the rhetorical question, the drunken and daring young man had already held onto the man's shoulder and kissed him on the forehead very quickly.

Xu Shi was dizzy and couldn't control his own strength. His kiss was heavy and loud, and he even made an obvious "chirp" sound.

The wet and soft touch between the eyebrows seemed to occupy all the senses in an instant. The man who was kneeling and squatting raised his head in surprise, and the tip of his nose happened to rub against the other's lips.

As if he had discovered some fun game, the young man who noticed the abnormality of his lips leaned forward, imitated the other person with crooked eyebrows, and kissed the tip of the man's nose again.

Reluctantly, he was just sitting on the edge of the bed, but when he made such a move at this moment, he fell forward as expected, and fell completely on the opponent's body.

"Gulu."

The vial containing the medicated oil twirled and rolled away, and the young man protected by a humanoid flesh pad not only didn't hurt from the fall, but smiled amusedly.

The young man in his arms is only wearing a thin shirt that belongs to him. No matter how honest and gentleman Qin Yi is, he can't pass the lively "beauty pass" in front of him.

His arms consciously wrapped around the young man's thin but not weak waist. The man didn't evade any more, but hoarsely asked, rather coaxingly, "Hey, look at me."

"Do you know who I am?"

"It's the boss," the black-haired young man answered honestly, completely fascinated by the man's deep and magnetic voice, with a bright sense of joy and pride in his tone, "Qin Yi!"

well.

After repeatedly confirming that the little rabbit didn't regard himself as someone else, Qin Yi's eyes were dark, and his fingertips slowly rubbed the young man's waist through the fabric: "Like me, huh?"

--like?

Blinking slowly with an innocent expression, the black-haired young man shook his head and muttered softly: "...I don't know."

"I don't know?" Laughing angrily, Boss Qin, who didn't get the expected answer, gave a big hand, and patted a piece of soft meat as punishment, "I don't know, but you still dare to kiss me?"

There was no logic at all in the messy head, and the black-haired young man said confidently, "I dare."

As if he wanted to prove his domineering prestige on the spot, he staggered to find the target, and kissed the man's lips in a random way...

Then he slammed into the air.

Even at such a critical moment, Qin Yi, who witnessed such a stupid and cute scene with his own eyes, still couldn't hold back his muffled laughter.

Sensing the slight vibration of the chest under the palm of his hand, the young man who stood up with difficulty flattened his mouth in aggrieved way, his watery eyes seemed to have tears rolling out in a second.

Really unable to bear the sad and attractive look of the other party, the man lying on the ground cleverly sat up, bowed his head gently, and leaned closer to kiss the young man's lips.

The body that instinctively fell back was firmly supported by a pair of big hands. The young man who noticed something strange because he was sitting astride widened his eyes in panic, but he had no chance to escape.

The night was getting dark, and Shen Langlang, who took a long time to get his wish, practiced the gun all night long.

As the core figure and commander of the GOD team, most fans believe that although Qin Shen, who is "proficient in all eighteen weapons", has always been unbiased, but if he calculates carefully, he still has a cold touch and can win thousands of miles away. The big sniper is most in line with the opponent's calm, reliable, and strategizing temperament.

As a half fan who secretly made up for all the opponent's games after being reborn, Shen Pei originally thought so.

But it wasn't until tonight that he realized that he was so wrong——

What is not a spy, this should be a submachine gun.

There are many bullets, high rate of fire, and fast and fierce firepower. In close combat, nothing can be more useful than it.

Except for the excessive length and heavy weight, this thing has no overlap with the sniper at all.

The result of failure to predict the enemy's weapons and battle situation is injury. The young man who suffered countless bullets lost many physiological golden beans one after another, but still did not get any chance to breathe and relax. He could only act like a cat, There was a low cry.

The location of the battle is constantly shifting, but the scorching muzzle of the gun is always at the vital point, as if it will never let the enemy leave before the bullets are completely exhausted.

The whole person sank softly in the clean and fluffy duvet, Shen Pei felt like a bottle of cola poured down, surrounded by white and dense foam.

Until the sun rose outside the window and the sky broke, the exhausted young man finally felt dizzy that someone had put him into a bathtub full of hot water, and his body was less sore.

It's a pity that cleaning up the remaining bullets is not an easy task. Maybe it was pain or something else. The young man with red eyes shed tears again, and even slapped a little hard, leaving a few small holes on the man's shoulders. Tooth marks.

——It turns out that rabbits can bite people when they are in a hurry.

Such a common saying suddenly popped up in his mind, Qin Yi didn't pay any attention to the faint pain in his shoulder, but lightly carried the young man back to the remade bed, patiently blowing the other's hair with a silent hair dryer.

It was exactly the same as the feedback given in the living room last time. The black-haired young man who had been successfully groomed grunted twice comfortably, turned over and took the initiative to rub in the direction of the man, and soon found a comfortable place in the other's arms Rely on the nest well.

It was a defenseless gesture of trust, like a cat taking a nap in the sun, or a soft white rabbit looking for support.

"Go to sleep." The bedroom with all the curtains drawn was dimly lit, Qin Yi ran along the back of the person in his arms comfortingly, and gently pressed a kiss on the other's forehead——

"Good night."

The author has something to say: 0049: The number of shielding words will increase again. (Smile)

Pei Pei: Hee hee.

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