[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

Yuan Si became more conscious, his brows loosened, and he focused on the soft-fur rabbit on the lantern.

"Yuan, Yuansi, are you thirsty, do you want some water?"

The little zombie's voice was soft and soft, like a slender and soft flower. He stretched out his hand and brushed Yuan Si's sweat-drenched hair, and wiped Yuan Si's face with a handkerchief.

Yuan Si was in a daze for a while, and then realized that the little zombie had returned to him. He pursed his dry lips, clasped the little zombie's wrist with his slender and strong fingers, and said in a low voice, "Don't leave."

The little zombie had only been away for a few minutes, but he felt that he was so cold that his fingertips turned white from the cold.

I can't wait to hold the little zombie tightly in my arms.

Ruan Tang nodded obediently, and covered Yuan Si's cold hand with his warm fingers. His brows were soft and clean, but now they were clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of worry.

He asked again, "Yuansi, do you want some water?"

He exchanged the kettle from the system space, and it was too late to boil it at this time, so he specially asked the system to send him a pot of hot water, and now it is slightly less hot, just enough for Yuan Si to drink.

Yuan Si's throat was dry and hoarse, his Adam's apple rolled, and finally he nodded and replied, "Yes."

Ruan Tang helped him sit up halfway, picked up the teacup at the side, handed it to Yuansi's lips carefully and carefully, and fed him to drink.

The water was warm, and it made Yuan Si feel much more comfortable when it flowed down his throat.

After drinking the glass of water, Ruan Tang put the wet towel on Yuan Si's forehead back into the basin, sucked up enough water, wrung it dry, and put it on Yuan Si's head.

He also did this clumsily, and the cuff at the wrist got wet, and it was a bit uncomfortable, so he pushed the cuff to the back of the elbow, revealing a section of white and delicate skin.

The light danced gently with the wind, and the warm yellow light fell on Ruan Tang's long eyelashes, casting a light shadow on the eyelids, which made his facial features softer.

Yuan Si suddenly felt that his heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

He belatedly covered his chest, turned his head sideways as if trying to cover up something, closed his eyes viciously, and clenched his fingers a little bit.

Yuan Si didn't speak, and Ruan Tang didn't know what to say, but just sat aside and diligently changed the wet towel for him, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

After a long time, Yuan Si spoke in a deep voice, with a hoarse and nasal sound in his voice, which seemed a little weaker than usual, "Did you make the lantern?"

Ruan Tang nodded, and put the lantern on the bedside, "Didn't you say you don't like the dark? I found some candles before, but there was wind in the warehouse at night. I was afraid that the candles would be blown out, so I made them." A lantern."

It's just that there are very few materials that can be found at hand, and he himself has clumsy ones, and it took a long time to make an unattractive one.

Yuan Si was silent for a while, but the fingers holding Ruan Tang's wrist were a little harder.

"Thank you."

He thanked the little zombie unnaturally, pursed his thin lips slightly, and the arc of his jaw was tense. Although he tried his best to put on a calm expression on his face, it was obvious that his heart was not at peace.

It was just a casual sentence, but I actually remembered it seriously.

Yuan Si suddenly felt the feeling of being valued.

The malice and indifference of most people, the vitriolic curses and the relentless beatings he has felt for more than 20 years have long been used to him. With the advent of the end of the world, after seeing more twisted human nature, he has long been familiar with this world. disappointment.

But now, he got a rare ray of warmth.

Fiery, scalding.

It makes people want to hide it in their arms.

Ruan Tang didn't notice Yuan Si's complicated mood, he pointed to the soft-fur rabbit on the lantern, and said proudly to Yuan Si, "I drew this one, what do you think?"

Yuan Si stared at the chubby soft-fur rabbit on the lantern, then looked at the round eyes of the little zombie, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, and laughed, "It's quite similar to you."

They are all obedient.

Ruan Tang's prototype in the original world was a rabbit, and now he heard what Yuan Si said, and immediately became happy.

Yuan Si's physical fitness was not bad, and it didn't take long for the scalding temperature on his forehead to drop, and the fever subsided.

Ruan Tang took the wet towel off his forehead for him, and wiped Yuan Si's face with a handkerchief. His brows and eyes were crooked, and he couldn't help laughing, with two dimples on his lips, "Tonight Cover the night with a quilt, maybe the cold will be gone tomorrow."

Yuan Si moved his body, feeling a little sweaty on his body.

He sighed softly, and frowned patiently. Thinking that he couldn't sleep with the little zombie in his arms, his heart was even more clouded.

"I'm covered in sweat, little zombie, stay away from me later, be careful of the smell of sweat."

When Yuan Si finished speaking, he looked up, and saw the little zombie looking at him with aggrieved eyes, and his ten toes criss-crossed on the ground, round and white, and looked a little cute.

"I, I want you to hug me and sleep."

He stared at Yuan Si, sat on the ground with his knees hugged, his chin resting on his knees, wishing to roll himself up, after a while, he said in a nervous and timid voice.

Yuan Si's heart trembled, but he still couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was. He raised his eyebrows helplessly, and coaxed the little zombie, "I'm full of sweaty smell now, be careful that it gets on you."

The little zombie's eyes were moist and well-behaved. He raised the towel, and his voice was sweet and soft, with a touch of eagerness, "Then I'll wipe it for you, and after wiping it clean, there will be no sweaty smell."

Before Yuan Si agreed, the little zombie lifted his foot and sat on his waist, then bent down and unbuttoned the two buttons on his clothes.

He was very close to Yuan Si's chest, and his warm breath passed over Yuan Si's naked chest, causing a shiver.

Yuan Si's scalp was numb, and he couldn't bear to feel the weight of the little zombie sitting on his body, and his breathing immediately became heavier.

This place to sit is really inappropriate.

But the little zombie didn't notice it at all. Instead, he wiped his body with a warm towel. Although the sweat was gone and his skin was a little refreshed, on the contrary, Yuan Si felt his body spring up. a fire.

His blood boiled hot and his mouth was parched.

After wiping his upper body, Ruan Tang rolled up his sleeves and stepped back a little.

The candlelight flickered a little, he half bent over, squinted his eyes to remove the skin underneath.He had just untied the belt, and before he did anything, he heard Yuan Si's hoarse and low voice, which contained a bit of sexiness and restraint, "Little zombie, don't wipe the bottom."

Ruan Tang raised his head in a daze, stretched out to touch the place, "What's wrong?"

The next moment, he heard Yuan Si take a breath, and the tips of his ears and face were red with blood.

He has anti.Yes.

He tried to turn sideways and pulled the quilt to cover his body, but Ruan Tang felt nothing, he bent down, lifted the quilt, and got in.

Yuan Si suddenly tightened his body, clenched his teeth, patience and restraint appeared on his face, his eyes were flushed, his breathing was hot, his fingertips clenched a little bit, and he didn't know if it was very refreshing.

After a long time, he stretched his hand under the quilt, and pressed down the little head with slightly curled black hair.

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After it was over, Yuan Si heard a "grunt", as if he swallowed something.

He quickly carried the little zombie out of the bed, a little nervous and annoyed, "Why did you swallow it?"

"This thing is dirty."

Ruan Tang licked his lips, a little bit unfinished, he squinted his eyes, like a full-fledged cat, "Not dirty."

"Sweet."

Perhaps his body has changed, and the food in his mouth has become sweeter.

Yuan Si's ears turned red, he coughed lightly, and pressed his fingers to his lips, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

He poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Ruan Tang, "Rinse your mouth, and spit out the water after you finish rinsing."

Ruan Tang obeyed obediently, and when he opened his mouth to drink water, he clenched his brows tightly, as if he was uncomfortable. After rinsing his mouth, he complained aggrievedly to Yuan Si, "Mouth hurts."

The carrots are so big that it is difficult to eat them all.

Yuan Si stared at his red and swollen lips, and there was a burst of heat on his face. He pinched Ruan Tang's chin and stroked the corners of his lips with his fingertips, "Let me see if it's cracked."

Ruan Tang opened his mouth obediently, and Yuan Si checked it again. Although it was a little red and swollen, the corners of his lips were not cracked.

He was relieved.

He hugged the little zombie and kissed the tip of his ear, "Tomorrow I will go out to search for supplies and find out if there is any anti-inflammatory medicine for you, and do you want to drink water?"

Ruan Tang shook his head, climbed into Yuan Si's arms and hugged his neck, he yawned, his eyelashes were wet, and there was a little water in his eyes, he dragged his voice coquettishly, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. "

Yuan Si hugged the little zombie and nestled under the blanket, hugged him tightly with his arms, and patted his back with the other hand, "Hey, go to sleep."

Ruan Tang buried his head in Yuan Si's chest, and fell asleep after a while.

On the other hand, Yuan Si, when he closed his eyes, all he could think of was what happened just now, the little zombie's wet eyelashes, wet eyes, thin red and swollen lips, and a little dirt on it.

Including the sound when he hummed, the whimper in his throat, and the soft voice when he refused, all made him unable to control himself.

Fortunately no injuries.

Yuan Si's heart tightened a little, and he couldn't help but hugged the little zombie a little tighter. The next moment he felt that the little zombie seemed to be talking in sleep, gibbering.

He leaned over to listen subconsciously, and heard the little zombie whisper, "I still want to eat..."

Yuan Si snorted, and his eyes were rare and gentle. He kissed the little zombie's lips, "I'll eat it for you from now on."

"It's all yours."