atlantis

As if being stabbed by a sharp needle, his whole body tensed up instantly, and even his breathing was a little unsteady.Morris looked away coldly, but his fingers gripped the bed sheet again.

'I was really noticed by him...can you not feel ashamed?He is not himself! Moaning at the thought of being penetrated like a woman, Morris' eyes turned cold.

Han Jing smiled and sat beside Morris. He didn't want to torture each other anymore, and wanted to take this opportunity to make it clear with Morris.If Morris really hated himself to the extreme, he didn't want to continue pestering Morris, because he had already tried the annoyance of being harassed by Cliff.

"If he really doesn't have the slightest affection for himself, and even the illusion of Atlantis is just a shame to him, and there are only painful memories, then... I really want to let go..." The smiling black eyes couldn't help Dim, while Morris was in a trance, Han Jing suddenly held Morris's hand.

"Do you hate me? Is it because you are dormant under me and can't accept it? Or do you hate me at all? Hate me so much?"

Morris's heart trembled, but he couldn't answer. He should hate him. He never thought that he would be as weak as a woman in this life!It was he who humiliated his extreme pride!But my voice is so hoarse, why can't I speak?

Morris lowered his eyes, feeling a tightness in his chest...

There was a faint wry smile on the corner of his lips, looking at the cold and silent Morris, Han Jing couldn't help but be speechless.In fact, he didn't understand that he was a pure-hearted person, but facing Morris, he couldn't help himself at all. That kind of crazy feeling was like a raging fire, which could burn red through the sky, making him even Occasionally scared.

He can even let go of a man's self-esteem, as long as he thinks of the most beautiful illusion of Atlantis, he will have no complaints.Enduring the pain in his heart, Han Jing continued to say softly, "If I am willing to lie under your body, would you still hate me? Would you still feel ashamed?"

Morris turned his head in astonishment, staring straight at the all-too-familiar face, the hand being held seemed to be trembling slightly.

Sensing the subtle changes in Morris, Han Jing held Morris's hand tightly: "I want to ask you, if I were a woman in the illusion of Atlantis, would you still feel sick? Would you? Are you yearning for me in the illusion?"

"If it was a woman, I should fall in love with her..." Morris's heart began to be confused, and he instinctively concealed it with habitual indifference.Morris was not ignorant of the illusion of Atlantis, his heartbeat and obsession, or even deeply understood, so he used extreme means to reject this long experience that seemed like a lifetime of reincarnation.

I felt the slight trembling in the palm of my hand and stopped abruptly. The cold fingers, icy green eyes, and the handsome face carved out of ice all completely cooled Han Jing's last trace of warmth.

Han Jing's voice was hoarse, and he tried his best to maintain the warmth, but there was a trace of coldness in his heart that could not be suppressed.

"I understand... You should rest well and stop torturing yourself. Even if you hate me, I'm still your Sodium pill..."

"Actually, I can't blame you, and I don't think I can blame me. This is just an Atlantis mistake..."

"If you can't stand it, you can come to me at any time... I won't force you, I just hope we won't become more distant than strangers..."

"If you have something to do, you can make it clear to me face to face. I hope that similar things like being expelled from ROEDLAS will not happen again..."

Han Jing slowly narrated everything in his heart, and a faint smile fell on Morris's heart, but there was a trace of coldness and a trace of emptiness.

Before he even had time to think about the momentary change in his heart, Morris suddenly moved his fingers and clasped the hand that was about to leave.

Han Jing had stood up, unable to believe the induction of his left hand, his heart was trembling, and he turned his head to stare at Morris.

Morris seemed to be slightly taken aback, then frowned, and said coldly and hoarsely: "It's not me...I didn't expel you..."

"You...?" Listening to his trembling voice, Han Jing slowly, slowly, tried to hold Morris' hand tightly.The other party was a little tense and exerted some force, but there was no resistance that was most feared.

'Is there still hope?Just not as much as you want? Han Jing frowned, his heart was beating uncontrollably, and he sat back on the bed, not even realizing that he was asking about the deportation.He looked at the indifferent Morris, and found that Morris's eyes dodged for a moment, but he quickly looked at him coldly.

Morris never shows weakness, no matter at any time...

"If you want, I can slowly let you try to accept me... After all, the civilization of Atlantis far exceeds that of today's human beings. No one can guarantee that you will finally be able to release the shackles on you?"

"I think, I really like you, Maurice. Even when I'm most disappointed..."

Han Jing worked hard, knowing Morris' indifference and passive temperament, he tried to bend down, and slowly kissed Morris' lips.

The cold gaze fluctuated, and Morris frowned even more. The moment before he was about to be kissed, he couldn't help turning his face, but his body didn't have the strong revulsion from the past.Thinking that the other party would leave in disappointment, Morris couldn't help turning his head slightly, and felt that the side of his ear was kissed by gentle lips, nibbling lightly, which made his weak body feel free for a while.

The two were so intimate. Although it was not as crazy as before, and they didn't even kiss Morris' lips, Han Jing was a little addicted. This was the first time that Morris didn't reject him outright when he was sober.

Slowly, the half-baked feeling was entwined like soft silk, and the skin began to heat up. As soon as Morris was about to move in fear, he felt a chill all over his body, and Han Jing had already left him.

Han Jing adjusted the floor-to-ceiling windows of Ciou Stone, only revealing a gap for the night breeze, and then walked to the bed at the other end.

"I'm too tired, Maurice... just take me in for a night?" After finishing everything, Han Jing suddenly lost his strength and leaned against the head of the bed for a while.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.Morris suddenly thought of his crazy request, his face changed slightly, he was stunned for a while, and finally raised his heavy and sore arm, and pressed the button to adjust the magnetic stone.

The transparent magnetite was covered by the slowly falling curtains, and the room was pitch black in an instant. The two exhausted people quickly fell asleep in the most comfortable position for their bodies.

Just as Han Jing was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt his right arm sink. In the darkness, Morris turned over and leaned against him.

Listening to the gentle breathing, Han Jing lost sleepiness for a moment, and dared not move his arms, for fear that Morris, who was alerted by soldiers, would suddenly wake up and feel disgusted by his actions.

But Morris' next move completely dispelled Han Jing's hesitation.Perhaps because he was too exhausted, Morris stretched defenselessly and leaned against Han Jing's chest.Han Jing couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Morris gently, kissed the soft long hair, and put his hand on Morris' waist.

Startled for a moment, Han Jing quietly put his arms around Morris's abdomen, feeling in a daze that Morris was getting fat! ?Feeling a slight bulge under your hands?

The magnetite in the sky adjusts the light silently, refracting bright soft light from every angle, quietly ushering in the morning of the next day, under the deep blue sea, overflowing with faint emerald light.

Suddenly aware of the foreign object in the waist and abdomen, Morris opened his sharp eyes with the vigilance of a soldier, and shot out a little cold light, which turned into chaos in an instant.Before the thoughts came, the body had already reflected the most familiar warmth, it was him who was embracing him to sleep...

Morris was stunned. Although he had been with him for four months, he never hugged him. When he woke up in the morning, it was not that he didn't dare, but that he got up early every day, which was good for himself. A warm mouthwash, a warm towel, and a kiss that will never be lost...

Thinking about the bits and pieces of the past, Morris felt a little restless in his heart. He had decided to try to accept Han Jing. After experiencing unbearable pain, which was worse than falling into hell, he finally understood what he called Persistence, how small and ridiculous it is in front of Atlantis.

In fact, he has feelings for Han Jing... But I don't know if it is the influence of Atlantis, just like his own lust?

There is an indescribable feeling that Morris is afraid of Atlantis from the flesh and blood, unlike other people who are fanatical about Atlantis' super civilization.Perhaps because of the torment of lust and the curse of Atlantis, Morris has a deep disgust and disgust for Atlantis.

Sensing the movement behind him, Morris suddenly closed his eyes, feeling that he was being hugged extremely tenderly, moved slightly to the side, and a warm kiss fell on his forehead.

"Good morning, Maurice."

The familiar voice whispered warmly in his ears, and his heart twitched inexplicably.It seems that I haven't heard this warm whisper for a long time. Listening to it now is like the touch of the most accustomed thing, when I have it again.Feeling the bed bounce slowly, he stood up from the other side, and Morris opened his eyes only to hear an extremely suppressed cough.

Morris frowned, stared blankly, and Fang propped up his arms.Just sitting up, he suddenly lowered his head, clutching his chest, and a familiar feeling of nausea hit him as usual.He tried his best to hold back, and wanted to wait for the person in the bathroom to come out, but he slowly wrinkled his brows, his face became more and more ugly, almost on the verge of collapse.In the end, he rushed out of bed, even forgot to put on his slippers, and rushed directly into the washroom, ignoring Han Jing beside him, leaning against the wall of Ciou stone, and vomited violently into the toilet.

"Morris!?" Han Jing was terrified, and quickly supported him, feeling very nervous.

Feeling the smooth touch on the back again and again, it still couldn't relieve the slightest strong nausea.Morris' face turned pale, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he even knelt down on the ground, leaning on the edge of the toilet, and retched again.

When Morris was panting and slowly calmed down, Han Jing had already squatted down and hugged him tightly from the side.

"Is it better? Do you want some hot water? I will accompany you to the infirmary later." Wiping the cold sweat off Morris' forehead, Han Jing was in pain and nervous.

"No..." Feeling that there was still some pantothenic acid in his stomach, Morris pressed his throat tightly, and finally stabilized, then said indifferently: "It's a side effect of taking medicine. I... overdosed, this is a natural body reaction .I think it will be fine in a few days..."

"You..." Thinking of those shocking nerve drugs, Han Jinghu grabbed Morris's shoulders forcefully, forcing Morris to look at him, his dark eyes filled with turbulent worry.

"Don't take those damn pills again! They will kill you, Maurice! I don't want anything to happen to you, Maurice..." Han Jing's voice trembled, with a trace of suppressed sobs, "Even if you can't take it Me, I can also... It can be your Sodium pills, I figured it out, my anger is no match for my worry about you, you are unique in my heart, Morris..."

Originally, he wanted to persuade Morris, but Han Jing was touched for a moment, uncontrollably, and very naturally revealed his deepest feelings. When he realized it, the words had already come out of his mouth.

Morris was silent, silently in Han Jing's arms. Slowly, a faint wave appeared on that ice-like face, and Han Jing's clear face was reflected in his sapphire-like eyes.

"I see, I don't want to overdose on them either..."

"It's not an overdose! Don't eat any more, Morris! I don't want you to eat them again!" Han Jing stared at Morris with unexpectedly strong and sharp eyes.

Morris frowned, as if he was thinking coldly. After a while, Fang said lightly, "Okay, yes."

After finishing speaking, Morris lowered his head, indifferently trying to get up.Han Jing gave a low cough and exerted all his strength in his hands: "I'll help you."

"No need." Morris was not used to being weak, so he resolutely rejected Han Jing, and the strength of his elbow surprised Han Jing.

"Last night's crazy lingering, I haven't fully recovered yet, he seems to be fine?He is obviously crazier than himself, more active, and in an absolute dominant position, so why! ? Han Jing coughed again, watching Morris stand upright in a military posture again, and suddenly felt pressured by the relationship...

"What's the matter?" Morris turned his head, stared at the dazed Han Jing with sharp eyes, and signaled Han Jing to leave.

Han Jing smiled, and put the towel in the most convenient and familiar place for Morris.

"You take a hot shower first, it's better not to use cold water, I think you can get used to it slowly..."

Seeing Han Jing leave the bathroom and close the door, Morris picked up the mouthwash cup filled with warm water, which was warm, and the towel in his hand was also warm...

Even the hot water that washes over my body is surprisingly comfortable...

Morris stood in the bathroom, steaming hot, and stayed there for a while. His fingers slowly stroked his upper body from his shoulder blades, as if in thought, until he touched his slightly swollen belly, and finally pulled back his chaotic thoughts.

Thinking of my torment this week, because I couldn't bear it because I couldn't eat, it didn't lose weight?

But Morris didn't think much about it. That spot was so inconspicuous that he couldn't see it at all. He could only feel it when he touched it.

"I can't help you buy breakfast today, time is running out..." Han Jing had already changed his clothes, looked at Morris who was late coming out of the bathroom, and pointed to the communicator on his left wrist and smiled.

Morris nodded coldly, without making a sound, just like in the past, he was used to wearing military uniforms casually.

Han Jing felt bored, stopped laughing, and stared at Morris.Seeing the radiance, Morris, the four-star general, suddenly felt a little lost in his accustomed heart.That's how people are, when they have a glimmer of hope, they yearn for more... He hopes that Morris will change today, after all, this is a brand new day for the two of them.