The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

"I don't need to sleep with you."

Ruan Mobei stared at the gray wolf beside the bed, his whole body tensed up.

He Songming leaned against the window, and the moonlight cast a faint silver light on his body, leaving a layer of silhouette. His furry wolf ears stood on top of his head, and he looked equally nervous.

The memory of the last dream in the last world is still very clear, doesn't Ruan Mobei want to sleep in the same bed with He Songming?Of course I want to, but He Songming doesn't have any memory yet, and he's afraid that if this continues, the relationship between the two of them in this world will become deformed.

After all, the city lord who only used maids suddenly brought back a male orc from the black market, cleaned the male wolf, and slept in a bed on the first night of his arrival. No matter how you look at it, he must have bad intentions.

"Yuna called you here?"

Yuna is the name of the tabby cat that just left, He Songming nodded silently.

Today he was assigned a new bedroom. The room was small but clean. He had never lived in such a nice room.

The werewolf put on the simple cotton pajamas that were set aside and lay on the bed, still unable to believe that he seemed to have a stable life like this.

When Yuna cried and knocked on his bedroom door, He Songming was startled. The other party finished speaking intermittently and grabbed his hand:

"The master probably hates us. There has never been a manservant by his side in the castle before. Since the master likes you so much, can you...can you stay with the master?"

So here he comes.

He Songming knew what might happen next, and made all the preparations. There were many powerful and powerful guests in the black market, and most of them had special hobbies. All slaves knew that they could not escape the fate of being used as a bed partner. It could be abuse, whipping, instruments and torture for many days and nights.

He had never done such a thing before, and he wondered if he would be too stupid to make the master dissatisfied.

It's just why the master doesn't seem to have that meaning?Is there something he didn't do well?

Gray Wolf was a little puzzled, and Ruan Mobei's refusal made him feel a little uncomfortable. He mustered up his courage, lowered his head, and gently placed his furry head on the back of Ruan Mobei's hand that was exposed outside the quilt.

Ruan Mobei moved his hand, as if reflexively trying to pull it away.

The gray wolf waited in trepidation for what might be a moody slap, or two fingers stuck in its mouth.

The moment Ruan Mobei raised his hand, he closed his eyes.

But those hands were placed on his wolf ears, and the fingers repeatedly brushed the white hair on the tip of the ear. The new owner stroked it lightly like a small animal, with a helpless voice.

"I really don't need it. I'm very tired today and I have to meet people tomorrow. You can go back."

He Songming has never been gently touched before. He is a beastman of a large beast, with rough skin and thick flesh. He has always faced rough beatings and scolding. The warmth of human beings will only be reserved for those cute and fragile animals.

I like this feeling.

If...if he really establishes a bed partner relationship with the master, even if the master wants to drive him away, he will probably hesitate.

He wants to stay here.

He doesn't care about the things that need to be paid at all. No matter how rough and painful it is, it can't match the pain of being trampled off one by one, repeatedly whipped, and thrown back into the street in the rain.

Find a way to stay here.

Ruan Mobei seemed to be addicted to touching, and he never let go. He pinched He Songming's hot ear, the fur on it was thick and soft, unlike cats who can see the fine blood vessels on thin ears, but it feels very good .

He Songming's tense body due to nervousness soon became tense in another sense. The ear is a sensitive place for most orcs, not to mention their race with excellent hearing, which is covered with many blood vessels and nerves.

He has long been accustomed to the pain caused by violent tearing, but he is helpless against the itching of such a gentle touch.

...a strange feeling.

Feeling the gray wolf shaking his ears like itching, Ruan Mobei reluctantly withdrew his hand, and said again: "Okay, this is enough, let's go back."

Is this... enough?

He Songming raised his head, his amber eyes reflected light in the darkness, Ruan Mobei turned over, covered his head with a quilt, and the meaning of refusal was quite obvious: "Go to sleep, this is an order."

Gray Wolf hesitated, then stood up.

There seemed to be no movement outside. After a while, Ruan Mobei poked his head out from under the quilt, and he took a cursory glance. There was no one beside the bed, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

It can be counted back.

There still seems to be a furry touch in the palm.

When it moves, it is still very elastic, so I want to bite it in my mouth. Is the tail also fluffy?

He Songming actually has hairy ears and a tail.

Ruan Mobei thought about it silently, exhaustion surged up like a tidal wave, this day was indeed very tiring, he closed his eyes, and the second before his consciousness sank into chaos, he was still thinking in a daze——

You'll have to pet the tail another day.

In the middle of the night, Ruan Mobei was woken up by the fullness in his stomach. He assessed whether he could continue to sleep for a while, pretended nothing happened, and finally opened his sleepy eyes helplessly.

The culprit was probably the glass of milk he drank before going to bed according to the habit of the city lord.

Ruan Mobei threw off the quilt in a daze and got up, walking towards the bathroom with bare feet, suddenly felt as if he had kicked something.

Soft and warm.

He almost tripped, and hurriedly held on to the bed curtain, and was woken up in an instant.

Ruan Mobei saw the large humanoid creature curled up at the foot of the bed through the moonlight shining through the gap in the curtain.

He Songming? !

Has he been away all this time?

Ruan Mobei was dumbfounded.

The alert werewolf woke up the moment he lifted the covers and got out of bed. He was kicked in the stomach, but it didn't hurt at all.

"Why are you here, didn't you tell you to go back?"

Ruan Mobei rubbed his forehead helplessly, He Songming curled up at the foot of the bed like a big dog that wanted to go to bed but didn't get permission from its owner.

"Forget it, I'll go to the bathroom first."

The bathroom is in the room, and He Songming was still there when he came out, sitting cross-legged on the floor at the foot of the bed, with his thick tail on the side.

Seeing Ruan Mobei coming back, He Songming raised his head and followed him.

Just looking at those cautious amber eyes, Ruan Mobei lost all temper.

Although the carpet is thick and soft, it is definitely not as comfortable as the bed. Ruan Mobei lay back on the bed, moved inside, and patted where he was originally lying: "Come up."

"I said, come on, don't make me repeat it a second time."

The werewolf hurriedly stood up and got on the bed lightly. The bed was as soft as he imagined, with warmth and smell on it. He remembered the master's smell from the first time he saw him.

Lying on the bed, next...

Ruan Mobei had closed his eyes and planned to continue sleeping, but his hand under the quilt was lightly touched.

Compared with the previous two worlds, He Songming's teasing is much clumsy. The werewolves don't understand it at all, they just stiffen up and imitate like a cat.

He grabbed Ruan Mobei's hand and stuck it to his belly. His tail gently scratched the back of the human's hand, and his heart was pounding in his chest.

Is this... an invitation to fuck him?

Ruan Mobei couldn't laugh or cry, he was tired and sleepy, even if He Songming really took off his clothes and danced in front of him, he wouldn't be in the mood.

Seeing Ruan Mo Beixing's lack of quality, He Songming pursed his lips, realizing that his method might be wrong, maybe the master wanted to be the one to bear it?

He stood up, tentatively leaned over Ruan Mobei's body, and before he could make the next move, he was pushed back.

"I don't think about anything." Ruan Mobei snorted softly, "Sleep on your sleep, if you move around again, go back."

The side finally became quiet, and the werewolf was lying flat, not daring to move.

Ruan Mobei sighed silently, turned over, faced He Songming sideways, and hugged his tense arms tightly.

Go to sleep.He murmured, and the temperature came from the other party through the thin cloth, which was the warm feeling he had longed for.

Now that He Songming has taken the initiative to climb the bed, he will not be polite.

It's just other things... let's talk about it tomorrow, sleep is more important.

When he woke up the next day, Ruan Mobei found himself riding on He Songming's body.

He silently retracted the leg that was lying on the opponent's waist, and the werewolf was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes.

A flash of vigilance and alertness flashed by, and immediately, realizing that he was no longer in the slave market where he would be beaten if he slept a little longer, the werewolf relaxed, his erect ears resting limply on the pillow.

The next moment, the smelly master with a full nose told him clearly - he is now on Ruan Mobei's bed.

Everything he did last night came to his mind clearly. Maybe it was the night and the moonlight that gave him courage and strength. He actually crawled desperately onto the master's bed on the first day he came into the hands of the new master.

The werewolf's body tensed up again, and he turned his head stiffly. The master was squinting his eyes, and said "morning" to him in a daze, as if he hadn't woken up.

The owner didn't sleep well, his hair was messy, and the neckline of his pajamas was rubbed open at some point, exposing his neck and a large collarbone.

The werewolf's throat suddenly became very dry, and he wanted to bite on the neck. The sharp canine teeth pressed against the fragile skin, feeling the pulsation of blood bubbling in the blood vessels.

Ruan Mobei didn't know that the werewolf swallowed his saliva on his neck. It felt very good to sleep on the same bed as He Songming. It was so warm that night, and the familiar smell on his nose also made him feel very relaxed. .

He tried his best not to let He Songming think that he brought him back because he was greedy for his body, but the other party tried every means to crawl on his bed?

Because want to stay?

Hadn't he been kind enough yesterday?

Ruan Mobei couldn't figure it out, he really didn't want He Songming to put himself in a lowly position, but obviously, the experience of the werewolf in the past made him destined to become what he is now, and he will probably have to be trained slowly in the future.

Ruan Mobei rang the bell, and the maids who had been waiting outside the door filed in to take care of him washing and dressing.

Seeing the werewolf on Ruan Mobei's bed, they stopped in shock, and the expressions on their faces were brilliant, no less than seeing a crocodile in a bikini doing a bunny dance in front of them.

The reason why the master brought the servant back from the black market...is it this!?

Taking another step forward, the maids were in a trance, almost unable to walk.

Ruan Mobei's face was a little hot, but his expression was quite normal. He was just sleeping on the same bed and didn't do anything else. Even if he was guilty, he shouldn't be guilty. The one next to him took the initiative to climb the bed.

He Songming accepted all the probing gazes, and tightened his hands under the quilt.

Everyone thought that he became the master's bed partner, and even if they wanted to bully him in the future, they would still be concerned about the existence of the master, and they couldn't just drive him away.

Unexpectedly, he achieved his goal smoothly, without many twists and turns and tribulations, but...but why couldn't he be happy at all?

As usual, Ruan Mobei asked the maids to leave their clothes and invited them out of the room. He was about to wear them himself when he saw He Songming step forward and picked up the clean clothes.

"Master, let me help you."

Very conscious... Ruan Mobei is not used to being served by others, but when that person becomes He Songming, it's not unacceptable.

He stretched out his arms and let He Songming take off his pajamas and put on the inner lining of his dress.

He Songming obviously has never been educated by a valet, he is sloppy, he can't button a button for a long time with his head down, the more he can't button it, the more anxious he is, the more anxious he is, the more he can't button it.

Ruan Mobei didn't pay attention to what he was doing in his hands. The werewolf lowered his head, the furry ears on the top of his head were just under the tip of his nose, and he could clearly feel every slight tremor.

He couldn't hold back, opened his mouth, and bit on it.

He Songming stiffened into a stone statue almost instantly, his soft and fragile ear tips were held in his mouth, his hair was wet with saliva, and the tip of the human tongue was still touching, turning his auricles over and over.

Good, itchy...

Ruan Mobei repeatedly folded the cartilage on his auricles, and every tiny tremor was captured by the tip of his tongue. Gray Wolf let out a whimper, as if he was quite unaccustomed to being treated like this.

Ruan Mobei pretended not to hear, is this the joy of the beast ear?The ears of werewolves are much bigger than those of kittens, and the hair is thicker and less fragile. It is super fun to play with.

Ruan Mobei raised his hand, covered the other ear that had been left out, gently pressed it down, let it go and waited for it to spring up automatically, and then pressed it back down again.

It wasn't until the ear in his mouth was completely wet that Ruan Mobei finally let go of his mouth. He spat out the hair in his mouth twice and asked, "Do you shed hair?"

He Songming hadn't reacted at all, he raised his head, his eyes were a little dazed.

Ruan Mobei turned his head and saw the gray hairs with white ends sticking to the pillow. He twisted one and said with a smile, "It seems so."

The few buttons of the dress have not been fastened yet, Ruan Mobei fastened it by himself, and said: "If you have time, go and learn from other people, they will teach you all these things."

Gray Wolf responded honestly, and Ruan Mobei went to the bathroom to wash up. After he turned around, He Songming raised his hand and lightly touched his wet ears.

The master is willing to treat him like this, so can he relax a little and not be afraid of being driven away soon?

Ruan Mobei packed up everything and went downstairs. The nobleman who came to see the tribute had already arrived, and he and the other party talked about business affairs all morning in the living room.

At the end, before leaving, the nobleman stood up and said with a smile: "I found some good orcs recently, is the city owner interested in taking a look?"

"No need." Ruan Mobei refused straight away, this is usually his last repertoire when meeting nobles, but now, he is no longer interested, "There are enough people in the castle now, and there may be no need for newcomers in the near future come over."

After seeing off the nobles, Ruan Mobei heaved a sigh of relief and got up to have lunch. He Songming was not by his side, presumably the housekeeper and other servants would teach him how to be a qualified personal servant.

In the afternoon, Ruan Mobei used to deal with official business, but within two days he was already bored, and he didn't know when this kind of life would come to an end.

He prefers to be outside rather than sticking his ass to a chair with papers to deal with.It doesn't matter whether you do physical work, practice guns on the shooting range, or ride a horse for two laps in the sun and watch the scenery. Anyway, don't let your limbs idle, and use up all your energy, it will be much more comfortable.

The banning of the black market seems to have caused some small riots, which have been suppressed by the inspection team, which is the expected result.

Ruan Mobei knew that this action not only affected the interests of the slave traders, but the nobles who had lost a large number of low-level slave sources did not know what kind of tricks they would have behind their backs.

At night, as usual, he needed to go to the bunker where the Holy Lance Longinus was hidden, to make sure it was still there.

Ruan Mobei came to the weapon room alone, and changed the arrangement of guns and weapons on the wall according to his memory. A slight weight change triggered the mechanism behind the wall. The secret door opened, and Ruan Mobei walked in and walked down the stairs.

Different from the retro European style of the castle, the bunker completely uses the design of a modern vault, with a long empty corridor filled with infrared light and surveillance, and at the end is a vault door that can only be unlocked by triple authentication.

Once the security system is triggered, the intruder will have more holes than sieves.

He used his own iris and fingerprints to unlock the lock, and finally passed the voiceprint verification. The door of the vault opened slowly in front of him, and the long gun——Longinus was just placed in the deepest huge glass jar, showing a Dark red color.

If the legend is true, then this is the trace left by the dried blood.

The glass is by no means as fragile as it looks, and it cannot be broken unless special cutting tools are brought. Ruan Mobei glanced at it indifferently, and then closed the door of the vault.

He is not interested in this symbol of power, even if it is related to his life now, he has died many times in the small world, various ways of death, suicide or being stabbed to death by He Songming, in his heart There has been no disturbance.

If he in this world would die because of the loss of Longinus, he could accept it calmly, as long as he got the soul fragment.

He Songming's last words in the last world made him realize that after his death, the other party didn't seem to be really left in those worlds to die alone.

There are many seemingly insignificant but crucial differences between what he sees and understands and the truth.

Open the secret door from the inside, go back to the weapon room, and mess up the positions of the firearms on the wall. Ruan Mobei touched the handle of the gun, fired a dozen clips in the indoor shooting range, left contentedly, and returned to his room.

He Songming didn't appear in front of him all day. According to the housekeeper, he has been studying to become a qualified manservant. Since Ruan Mobei wants to treat him as a personal manservant, the requirements must be stricter.

Ruan Mobei went to the study and turned on the computer to play games for a while. The Internet in the interstellar era is connected to the star network, and there are many unprecedented new types. The so-called virtual reality has become the most basic existence. I haven't seen it, but this time I have to experience it.

There are many things he is interested in in the online world. Mecha Gundam has not yet been researched, but a variety of spaceships have appeared. Humans can freely drive spaceships to play around the planet. If they want to travel long distances, they only need to enter With a door made of wormholes, it is possible to travel through most of the star field in the shortest time.

Ruan Mobei was overwhelmed with all kinds of news from the new world. He didn't log out from Starnet reluctantly until 10:30, took a shower and got ready for bed.

The maids had been ordered not to come to help him wash and undress at night, and he was the only one left in the huge luxurious room.

There will be no island country plot where the maid crawls out of the bed, and Ruan Mobei feels extremely at ease.He opened a gap in the window to ventilate, took off the smart bracelet and threw it on the bedside table. He took off all the clothes on his body, leaving only a pair of underwear, and got into the bed in a comfortable mood.

Then I stretched out my hand and touched something fluffy and warm.

Ruan Mobei: ……………

He froze all over, didn't he agree that no one would come!Why is there something in the bed!

Is he too kind?Why is everyone not listening to him now?

Ruan Mobei frowned, lifted the quilt with extreme dissatisfaction, and was ready to scold——

The gray wolf's furry ears were first exposed. He Songming was wearing loose pajamas, obviously just washed, lying under the quilt, raised his head, looked at him with amber eyes, and shouted softly:

"master."

Ruan Mobei: ……………

Ruan Mobei was like a blowfish that had been punctured, and the anger in his stomach disappeared all of a sudden.

"Who asked you to come?"

"The butler said, if you like it, you can try it again."

He Songming has been obediently lying on his stomach, keeping his figure very low, so Ruan Mobei has never been able to find that there is a big bad wolf of more than 1.8 meters hidden in the quilt.

Because of this, his voice was muffled.

I really like it.Ruan Mobei stared at him silently: What should we do, keep He Songming?

It seemed that he had already put himself in the position of warming the bed. Did everyone else think the same?

Forget it, why do you care about those things, anyway, he will leave this small world sooner or later, and it doesn't matter what other people do, as long as he and He Songming live comfortably.

The last psychological burden has also disappeared. Although He Songming brought him back many times because he didn't want He Songming to think that he was greedy for his body with bad intentions, but now He Songming repeatedly attacked and took the initiative to climb on the bed. Thought his gentlemanly demeanor had been enough last night.

"Then you stay here." Ruan Mobei turned off the bedside lamp, waded into the quilt, and gave half of his big pillow to He Songming.

He Songming moved up obediently, and lay his head on the pillow. For a moment, only the intertwined breathing of the two remained in the dark room.

The werewolf was obediently motionless, Ruan Mobei closed his eyes, but heard a voice from his side: "Is the master going to sleep?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want to do?"

He Songming fell silent, Ruan Mobei was silent for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and turned over: "If you don't want to sleep, you can."

He stood up, took He Songming's ear in his mouth, and bit hard. The other party was obviously in pain, his muscles were tense, but he didn't make any sound, and quietly endured it.

It's boring to hold it in like this, Ruan Mobei let go of his mouth: "I have to cry out when it hurts."

Gray Wolf's ears trembled from the pain of being bitten, and the owner's appearance was clearly reflected in the amber eyes. Some didn't understand what Ruan Mobei was going to do. In the past, when he was beaten, if he made any noise, the old masters would be even angrier. Intensified.

Ruan Mobei grabbed the ear again and bit down hard. This time, He Songming groaned in pain.

After receiving the feedback, Ruan Mobei suddenly became excited. He pushed He Songming with his back to him, and grabbed the tail behind Gray Wolf.

Unlike cats and dogs who use their tails to express emotions, the biggest function of a gray wolf's tail is to maintain balance, and most of the time it hangs down naturally.Being caught suddenly, he instinctively let He Songming escape quickly, but his rationality made him stay where he was, and follow Ruan Mobei's instructions, sobbing in unison.

He had learned to be patient.