Reborn Ancient Western Europe

Gray sat up abruptly from the bed, he stared blankly at the darkness in the room, panting heavily.Beads of cold and greasy sweat trickled down his back slowly.

His whole body was as if he had just been fished out of the water, and all his close-fitting clothes were wet and stuck to his body.

The moment he pulled away from that space, those broken dreams suddenly became extremely real.The scorching heat of the sun, the honking of cars, the murmurs of those behind us waiting for the green light, and the screeching of brakes.

However, the clearest thing was the tearing pain coming from his body, occupying all of his mind in an instant.

Gray closed his eyes, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and felt his crazy heartbeat.

"Have a nightmare?"

Angus' voice sounded in the silence, with a slightly bewitching timbre, and it sounded a different kind of comfort in the dark.

"Give me a lamp." Gray whispered.

Angus didn't speak, and Gray heard his footsteps when he got up and left.Not long after, he re-entered with a lamp.A slightly yellow light illuminated a small circle around the head of the bed.

Gray sighed reassuringly, and threw himself heavily on the bed sheet.

Angus placed the lamp on the cabinet beside the bed, knelt on the sheet with one leg, and looked down at Gray's face.

"I didn't know you were afraid of the dark." He said jokingly.

Gray covered his eyes, shook his head weakly, and said in a tone almost moaning: "I finally remembered how I died."

car accident.

It was a more frightening experience than a nightmare.He subconsciously didn't want to recall the tragedy of that time, and this memory has been deliberately forgotten by him until now.

Angus leaned down, looked at Gray's pale face by the light by the bedside, and frowned.He reached out and pulled his shoulders to help him up and lean on the head of the bed.

Gray was still stuck in the memory of the fear brought about by being hit by a vehicle, allowing Angus to swing, and just gave him a weak look.

"Would you like some?"

Angus didn't take it seriously at all. He picked up a bottle from the bedside as if by magic, unscrewed it, and put it under Gray's nose.Gray smelled a strong smell of wine, with a little fruit fragrance.

"I found the wine cellar. Drinking a little will make you feel better." Angus also put his other leg on the bed. He put one arm around Gray's shoulder, and held the bottle in the other hand. Rui lips.

Gray had no time to take care of this slightly ambiguous gesture, he almost couldn't wait, and took a big gulp of the liquid in the bottle with Angus' hand.

Not as cold as imagined, the wine was actually warmed.The warm liquid spreads from the esophagus to the stomach, and the warmth travels along the limbs and reaches the nerve endings.

He sighed contentedly, two bright reds appeared on his cheeks, and he was no longer so pale.

Gray wanted to take another sip, but Angus moved his hand away.

"Underage kid, just take a sip."

As he spoke, he brought the wine bottle to his mouth, and under Gray's dissatisfied eyes, he drank it clean in two or three gulps.

"You're such a bastard." Gray murmured feebly.

Angus raised his eyebrows and glanced at Gray, and pressed his shoulder with one hand.He leaned down and found Gray's soft lips.

The bottle fell to the floor and rolled until it hit the wall.Feeling the hot and humid temperature on his lips, Gray opened his eyes blankly.

The ambiguous breath of alcohol and fruit was exchanged between the two people's lips and tongues. Gray was a little at a loss, and pushed Angus weakly on him.But Angus, with never-before-seen patience, gently licked and kissed his lips, as if a believer was worshiping his holy object.

His hand went down Gray's shoulder, along Gray's slender arm, and held his wrist.Gray's skeleton is thinner, and his wrist is even more thin. Lying quietly in Angus' palm, it seems that it will be broken if he exerts force.

Angus stroked Gray's protruding wrist back and forth, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really a girl with such a thin wrist?"

Gray didn't speak, and turned his head away on the bed sheet.

Angus let out a low laugh, lowered his head and licked and kissed Grelu's fair neck that was outside the collar of his pajamas.Gray trembled uncontrollably, but was immediately suppressed by Angus.

He let go of Gray's wrist and groped for his earlobe instead.Not long ago, he personally put gemstone earrings on for him, but now, there is only a scar that has not healed on Gray's small earlobe.

Angus twirled the small piece of soft flesh on his fingertips, it was really soft, and it became hot very quickly.Although the color could not be seen clearly under the dim light, Angus believed that Grey's earlobe must be so red that he could bleed now.

What a sensitive little guy.

Angus was thinking in his heart, but his mouth was merciless, grinding his teeth at Gray's earlobe.

"Why did you take it off?"

He put his earlobe in his mouth and asked vaguely.

Gray understood what he said, but still didn't answer, just shook his head slightly.He closed his eyes, hugged Angus' head with his hands, and stroked his hair with his fingers.

Angus let him play with his hair, and he became more and more ruthless, but he never calmed down.

He let go of Gray's earlobe, found his lips again, and pressed them fiercely.Gray loosened his jaw and opened his mouth.

The kiss was viscous and dangerous, like honey with poison.They exchanged saliva with each other, as if comforting each other, and as if confirming something.Under the beautiful colors, there are often all kinds of undercurrents buried.

Angus sometimes thought, just kill the person under him with one bite.

Ge Rui sometimes thinks, just be bitten to death by the person on his body.

However, thinking about it, after all, it is still reluctant.

Gray couldn't remember when the pajamas on his body were untied. When he woke up briefly from his confused thoughts and slight dizziness, Angus had pulled off the quilt and wrapped the two of them together .And Gray's chest was already covered with tiny rose-colored traces.

Angus buried his head in front of Gray's chest, biting the bright red stamen on Gray's chest.His left hand tightly held Gray's waist, while the other hand followed Gray's waistline, trying to touch it all the time.

Gray pulled Angus's hair hard.

Angus stopped his slipping hand, looked up at Gray, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Gerry." He panted in a low voice and called out, his eyes were full of shadows of desire, but he didn't move any further.

Gray smiled. He slightly pushed Angus away, turned over, leaned out of the bed and turned off the light.Suddenly, the whole room became pitch black.

Gray lay on the bed without moving.After a while, he felt Angus' palm covering his back, stroking it one after another like smoothing a cat's fur.

He rubbed his cheek against the sheet, then turned around, and in the darkness, he stretched out his arms to hug Angus.

"Call me by my name, Angus, as long as you call me by your name, I will let you continue."

He leaned close to Angus's ear and spoke softly with a vain smile.

"Call me, Lianxi."