I fell in love after being bitten by mosquitoes

"Brother kept calling and texting me just now, I didn't check my phone for something...I'm sorry for being late."

The air was a bit stuffy in the approaching rainstorm, and Wen Zhi's breathing was also a bit short of breath.

Not long ago, the trance feeling before the fragment came back again. He hurriedly took a few medicines to suppress it, and closed his eyes for 10 minutes.

During those 10 minutes, Qin Guo kept calling him and asked him to come and save the road.

Almost missed it, and made a big mistake.

When Lu met, he smiled: "I'm sorry, you didn't come at the right time."

Wen Zhi glanced at Lu Jian's bloody arm, how could it be just right?

But he paused for a moment, swallowed back what he wanted to say, and hummed concisely.

The cheap and ambiguous purple light in the guest room was still blinking. After opening the door, Wen Zhi put Lu Jianshi on the bed, and hurriedly dug out the medicine box to bandage his wound.

Only after seeing the light did he realize that the injury on Lu Jian's hand was more serious than imagined, and half of his sleeve was soaked with blood.

Wen Zhi cut off his sleeves for him, and cleaned his wound with alcohol: "Fortunately, although the wound is long, it's not too deep."

When Lu met, he said 'hmm', his face was pale, his eyes were downcast, his eyelashes were trembling, and he silently endured the pain.

"It hurts, right? Let me take it easy."

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter if you don't hurt your muscles and bones," Lu Jian tried to move his fingers to make sure that the nerves were not damaged, but the pain made his voice tremble a little, "what should you do."

Wen Zhi carefully sprinkled the hemostatic powder, and wrapped the wound tightly with white gauze. The room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Perhaps it was stimulated by the smell of blood, Wen Zhi's face gradually turned red, his breathing became much faster than before, and he even couldn't help swallowing his saliva several times. Take your time to pay attention to the subtle changes in the perception of hearing.

His eyes kept following Wen Zhi's gauze-wrapped hands. The boy's fingers were slender and fair, and he was very beautiful, with a few hideous scars faintly visible on the tiger's mouth.

When Lu saw it, he thought of Wen Zhi's beautiful and neat skills when he dealt with the drunk just now.

"You used to fight a lot, didn't you?"

"Well, but it was many years ago."

"If there is a chance, how about we compare each other?"

When I met Lu, I really wanted to exchange ideas with such a skilled person, and it was very refreshing to think about it.

Wen Zhi wiped off the blood stains on his arm with a hot towel, understating it as if he was talking about someone else's story: "Now I seldom do anything, this skill is all worked out in the underground boxing ring, and occasionally It can come in handy."

Hearing this, Lu Jian was slightly taken aback when he saw it, and instantly understood in his heart that the part-time job that Wen Zhi said was to be a black boxer in the underground boxing arena.

The underground boxing arena is an illegal gambling arena. Boxers are forced to sign a life-and-death contract before going on the field.

Those who can survive the underground boxing ring without even missing an arm or a broken leg are the lunatics among the ruthless.

When Lu Jian raised his head, he looked at Wen Zhi with complicated eyes, his lips moved and then choked back, he was silent for a while, trying to keep his tone as soft as possible: "I didn't see it, you still have this experience."

After all, Wen Zhi looks pretty and fair, more like a young master raised in a greenhouse than a thug in an underground boxing arena.

Besides, a few years ago, wasn't this kid still a brat...

When Lu met, his mood suddenly felt a little dull, but he also knew that he had no position to express sympathy.

Wen Zhi smiled helplessly: "After all, it's been a long time, and it's quite boring to think about it."

If it wasn't too poor to survive, who would be willing to go to such a place to work hard?

Lu Jian nodded understandingly, and didn't go further into the topic: "Today's counting, I owe you two lives."

Wen Zhi raised the corners of his lips: "It's okay, pay it back slowly."

When Lu saw it, he was startled, and joked: "I'm afraid I will be able to agree with you."

Executive Wen paused, then smiled

When Lu Jianshi stopped laughing, he said seriously: "If you need help in the future, you can come to me."

"I won't be polite."

Wen Zhi glanced at the blood-stained towel in his hand, swallowed subconsciously: "I smell like blood, go take a shower, go to bed first."

As he said that, he took the towel into the bathroom. He was extremely sleepy when he met him. He lay on his side on the right side of the water bed, careful not to press on the wound.

His body was suddenly hot and cold, the glands in the back of his neck were throbbing with pain, and the allergies that had been suppressed with great difficulty were about to move...

When Lu Jian struggled a few times, he took out the suppressant medicine from his pocket, poured three or four pills tremblingly and swallowed it whole, waited for a while but didn’t get any better, felt dizzy and uncomfortable, he stretched out his hand, and the medicine bottle, which was not tightly capped, was overturned Falling off the bed, the white pill rolled to the ground.

He struggled a few times chaotically. Although his limbs were numb and he couldn't move, his throat seemed to be choked and he couldn't make a sound, and his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open it, but this time he didn't fall into a coma completely when he met him, and his consciousness was still there. Retained a trace of clarity.

Because of the loss of vision, Lu Jian's hearing became extremely sharp.

The sound of the shower in the bathroom, the sound of twisting towels, the sound of water flowing into the sewer... I don’t know how long it took, the thunder outside the window continued, and there was a heavy rain, and the raindrops fell on the window glass, like a manic patient hitting out the melody.

buzz buzz... buzz buzz...

The annoying buzzing of mosquitoes approached, lingering around the neck when I met the road.

He frowned, and wanted to raise his hand to drive away the mosquitoes, but his hands were out of his control. When he saw him, he could only lie down on the corpse and let the mosquitoes stop at the back of his neck, and deeply penetrated his thin beak into his glands. .

When Lu saw it, his body trembled slightly. The mosquito bite was a bit stinging. He could clearly feel that the mosquito pierced his flesh and sucked his blood.

But with the disappearance of the tingling pain, the allergic reaction when he saw the road gradually calmed down. A cluster of flames seemed to burst out from the place where the gland was bitten, and burned to the limbs and bones little by little. His frozen body gradually melted back to temperature. .

buzz buzz... buzz buzz...

The sound of mosquitoes lingering was like a lullaby, rubbed into the violent rain outside the window and the pattering shower in the bathroom, the pain in Lu Jian's body was relieved by most, and his consciousness was a little erratic, and he gradually fell asleep.

When he was half-baked, he came up with an absurd idea: maybe mosquito bite glands can relieve his allergies...

Hot water washed down to wash away the smell of blood on Wen Zhi's body.

He really hasn't punched someone for a long time, and the feeling of his fist sinking into the opponent's flesh makes him very uncomfortable.

But the ability to beat people was his livelihood in the past, but tonight it is his weight to save people.

What he hates also redeems him, paradoxically.

Wen Zhi's thoughts flooded in, spreading and steaming together with the hot water, but ended in a sudden severe headache, his brows were furrowed tightly, a bad premonition welled up in his heart, he immediately bowed his body, and squatted on the dirty tiles in the bathroom, waiting for the pain past.

bang bang bang.bang bang bang.

The heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of the chest cavity and roll into the sewer with the current.

The familiar sense of detachment reappeared, which is a sign of sleepwalking fragments.

Wen Zhi tried to stand up against the wall, but before he could stand upright, his body trembled suddenly, as if a pair of hands had penetrated into his head, grabbing his nerve center and pulling it out, shaking his mind. Pull out the flesh|body!

buzz buzz... buzz buzz...

Wen Zhi found that his body became very light, drifting aimlessly in mid-air, surrounded by strange lights, he flapped his wings and made a buzzing sound...

Before long, he seemed to land.

Under the feet is a piece of hot white skin, exuding a seductive smell.

The warm heat is mixed with the cold and charming smell of pheromone, and he can vaguely smell the sweetness of fresh blood. He rubbed his two black and thin hands, and plunged his slender beak into the translucent white skin. inside…

The delicious and sweet blood poured into the taste buds, surpassing all the top ingredients in his memory.

He was full of wine and food, and he could no longer fly.

The sound of the rain outside the window gradually diminished, Wen Zhi vaguely opened his eyes, and found himself sleeping on a water bed, in an extremely weird posture...

His face was buried in Lu Jian's soft hair, his lips pressed against the back of the other's neck that was exposed outside the collar, and there were still suspicious little red spots on the white and delicate neck.

The strong pheromone lingered in the nose, and Wen Zhi suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

And his hands are resting on Lu Jianshi's waist at this moment.

Lu Jianshi's waist was very thin, but not thin, and he could feel the tight and firm muscle outline through the thin material.

Wen Zhi, who has seen the fights in Lujian, knows very well what kind of tension and explosive power this pair of muscles possesses. It can beat people all over the ground, and it can also make people imagine.

Wen Zhi was a little dazed, but Lu didn't feel it when he saw it, and was sleeping deeply at the moment, with a faint blush on his face.

A few seconds later, Wen Zhi slightly distanced himself from each other, only to realize that there were some water stains on his body, and his memory was broken in the bathroom of the sex room.

After... what happened after?

The red and purple 'love' on the top of the head kept flickering, the ambiguous light sprinkled on the soft water bed, Wen Zhi rubbed his temples, and for a moment doubted the position he and Lu met...

Kind of like that something... after the fact...

afterwards…? !

Wen Zhi hurriedly stopped his absurd thoughts, but unfortunately it seemed a bit late, his Adam's apple kept rolling, and a refreshing sweet smell filled his mouth.

The sweet and fishy smell, like the smell of blood, is very familiar...

When he tried to push the sleeping Lu Jian, the other party's throat moved, and he only hummed vaguely twice, but there was no movement again.

Wen Zhi's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Could it be that he really did something to meet Lu after the fragmented memory?

His eyes moved to the little red spot on the back of Lu Jianshi's neck again, the light red was slightly raised, more like mosquito bites than hickeys.

Wen Zhi frowned slightly, and tentatively touched it with his fingers. It felt a bit hard, and the bulge was indeed swollen.

As if affected by his movements, Lu opened his lips slightly when he saw him, and mumbled something in his sleep.

Wen Zhi moved his hand away, and when Lu saw it, he shook his hand uncomfortably, and frowned.

"what happened?"

"…itch."

Lu Jianshi's voice in his sleep was hoarse and deep, and the low tone was a bit sultry and erotic.

Wen Zhi paused with his hand hanging in the air, and his heart beat violently.

"Do you need me to help you?"

"Um…"

Wen Zhi casually grabbed the T-shirt at the head of the bed and put it on his body, then lay back down, and carefully scratched Lu Jianshi's neck with his fingertips trembling.

He didn't know it himself, and now he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.

The fingertips were also very hot, and the skin was cool when they touched Lu Jian, which was very comfortable.

He scratched, his nails were cut very short, and he was not willing to use much force.

When Lu saw him, he frowned again, he leaned back in a daze, and stuck his whole body against Wen Zhi's body.

The smell of pheromone is stronger, because they are close to each other, the smell when they met on the road is all over the body.

Wen Zhi didn't retreat, but put his hand on Lu Jianshi's waist subconsciously again: "What's wrong?"

"...Not enough." His hand was hanging by the bed, his fingers twitched uncomfortably for a moment, but he couldn't lift it up smoothly.

' "Then, what do you want me to do."

Lu Jianshi's throat slipped: "...bite."

Wen Zhi choked for breath: "What?"

"...bite me."