Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

[Are you right, host. ] 521 said.

[Yes, yes, but there is another way. 】Shen Chun laughed, 【He doesn't know if it's better. 】

As a system that records the host's mission world, 521 was a little flustered: 【I won't record it. 】

[Everything is in case. 】Shen Chun said.

[I have a family and a mouth, you can't return me to the factory to rebuild. ] 521 tried hard to get himself out of the predicament.

【It's okay, I'll let 07 accompany you. 】Shen Chun laughed.

521: 【...I can become a Corgi ass, a loving one. 】

Wang cried super loudly.

Shen Chun looked at the moonlight outside the window, picked up the top hat on the table, put it on his head, and left the manor.

The jungle is dense, the moonlight is shining in it, and the messy branches are swaying with the wind. When the birds should be resting, they are startled by the shuttle figure, flying all over the sky, and the crows are constantly singing.

Pei Ji curled himself up a little tighter, not daring to move, for fear that the slightest sound would attract the attention of those vampires.

That castle was very spacious, but he didn't want to stay there, even if he was forced to become a monster, he didn't want to stay in such a gloomy place, where he couldn't see the daylight, couldn't see the sun, everything was lifeless, surrounded by There is a strong smell of blood.

It was human blood, bright red and sweet, which made him long for it, but he was also afraid, because he thought human beings were delicious.

He is human! ! !

The body was stiff until those voices had left for a long time, and the birds regained their silence, only the sound of the wind moving the blades around, Pei Ji crawled out of the cave, covered in mud, and even earthworms curled up in the soil , let him have a rotten smell all over his body, but this is the smell of freedom.

He can't stay in the blood clan, otherwise he will definitely become the same monster.

Pei Ji shook the soil, and when he was trying to find out the direction, he heard the sound of his feet stepping on a dead branch. There was a click, which was extremely clear in the night.

He raised his head subconsciously, his pupils constricted when he saw the figure walking with the moonlight behind his back, and his body froze for a moment so that he couldn't move.

The moonlight was very bright in the clearing, and the vampire's eyesight was enough for him to clearly identify the other party as the master of that castle.

He was as elegant and noble as ever, and the moonlight shrouded him, bringing a sense of mystery. Even though those deep purple eyes looked at him with an extremely cold taste, there was nothing in them. contempt, but that doesn't mean he won't kill.

He didn't walk fast, but he seemed to be in front of him in an instant, and he didn't make any sound except the sound of dead branches.

Pei Ji could even be sure that the sound was addressed to him, which meant that he had entered his attacking range and could not escape, and did not dare to escape.

Because he still remembered how the perfect blood race in front of him, with a smile, easily killed another blood race that he couldn't resist at all.

Part of the blood in his body came from the blood clan that was killed, and if the other party couldn't resist it, it was even more impossible for him.

When the other party came to him, Pei Ji staggered back, but sat directly on the ground, shivering and retreating: "I, I, forgive me, I want to live, I want to..."

Shen Chun looked down at the dirt-covered vampire in front of him. Even though he had become another race, he hadn't adapted to this transformation, and even regarded himself as a human being.

This kind of identity and psychological change is difficult for many people to bear, but in the end they will lead to almost the same result, accepting that they are a monster, driven by humans, despised by blood races, and some deteriorated because of this, and began to enjoy the pleasure of hunting humans. Some will not be able to bear this kind of self and leave this world.

But the latter is very rare. Every time they suck blood, that kind of conscience is being worn away. Slowly, very few vampires can still remember that they are human beings.

Being able to live, no one wants to lose his life, at least at the beginning, he has no choice, at least now he still has a choice.

"Get up." Shen Chun said.

Pei Ji trembled, and when he got up on the ground and wanted to leave here, he heard the voice above his head again: "Don't think about running away, I want to kill you no harder than crushing an ant."

Pei Ji's body froze in place, and when he stood up slowly, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes not far away, and at that moment smelled the smell of human flesh and blood.

Shen Chun looked sideways, moved his nose slightly, and picked up the back of Pei Ji's neck when he was sure it was Jagger's blood smell.

It just landed on a very high tree in an instant, and before Pei Ji could utter a cry, that hand pinched his mouth and nose directly, and then he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching.

Shen Chun didn't look at him, but lowered his eyes to look at the figure galloping not far away. Jagger's body once again returned to the previous travel and dust, and a lot of new wounds were added to his face and body. The smell of blood Diffuse, the sound of horseshoes is urgent, but they can't get rid of the several figures behind them.

Ferocious roars came, mixed with screams, and each sound conveyed their joy of hunting.

It's a vampire.

Vampire hunters hunt vampires, and vampires also hunt vampire hunters, and once caught, they are even more brutal than ordinary humans.

The gun in Jagger's hand was activated, and when a silver light shot out, a figure hit the ground heavily, and the blood in its body flowed out under the moonlight, and it instantly turned into a withered appearance.

Pei Ji's eyes widened.

However, several figures descended and attacked Jagger directly. He drew out his sword, but in the face of several attacks, blood was still caught on his arms and neck, and the blood splattered, making those vampires even more excited. He got up, circled around the horse, and even licked the blood on his fingertips.

Pei Ji looked at those ferocious faces, and there was a slight smell of blood lingering in his nose, but it was more of the smell of blood flowing in the palm of the man in front of him.

Even if there is no damage on the other party's body, the mellow smell seems to permeate through the skin, full of oppression and temptation.

Pei Ji didn't understand why that vampire was so excited about a drop of his blood before, but now he understood a little bit, the smell of his blood made his teeth itch, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Shen Chun glanced at him, the strength in his hands tightened, Pei Ji even suspected that his face would be crushed for a moment, that slight delusion was eliminated from his mind, leaving only endless fear.

The battle situation below has turned into a one-sided situation. Jagger's personal ability is considered outstanding among vampire hunters, but no matter how outstanding his personal ability is, he can't compare with a group of vampires who can catch up with horses.

With the help of Pei Ji in the original world line, he is like a fourth-party force, neither belonging to humans, nor vampires, nor vampires, because very few vampires will hunt and kill their own kind.

But now that he has lost his help, whether Jagger can survive this crisis has also become a problem.

If he is killed by a vampire, it will not count as the original ending, and the red thread will be broken. Pei Ji's future can even let him go anywhere, whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with him.

Jagger was thrown off his horse, and even though he stabbed the vampire with mithril into the body of the pinning vampire, he was still bitten in the neck.

In Pei Ji's line of sight, the man's dark purple eyes suddenly turned into a dark red streamer. The coercion of his blood made him almost want to lie on the ground, so that he could suppress the feeling that his blood was about to burst.

The vampires who were excitedly approaching under the tree began to howl. Jagger kicked the vampire away, and looked at the vampires writhing all over the ground with a frown.

They rolled, struggled, stretched out their hands to the sky, they were full of veins, as if they wanted to grab something, but the bulging and ferocious faces made them roll and struggle as if they couldn't breathe, until One of the hearts suddenly exploded and turned into a complete mummy.

The other vampires also struggled desperately, as if they wanted to get rid of something, but they didn't have the strength to fight against each other, so they could only howl and lose their lives.

The stench filled the air. Jagger covered his neck and looked around. When he found a figure on a tree, his vigilance was raised to the highest level.

Covered by tree shadows, the moonlight outlines the opponent's extremely perfect figure, with a cold and extremely dangerous aura.

It will appear in such a late night, with such a strange power to make all the vampires explode and die, this is definitely not something that humans can do.

Bloodlines.

And it's a very high-level, powerful blood race.

Jagger subconsciously touched his dagger. He knew that his actions were a bit stupid, because if the other party wanted to kill him, he might not have the chance to fight back. But now there is nothing that can give him a greater sense of security than the dagger A: "Thank you for helping me."

No matter what the other party's purpose is, it has indeed saved his life now.

"You don't seem to have any sincerity." Shen Chun changed his voice.

Jagger barely let go of the dagger and said, "What do you want?"

"I want to know what it would be like if a vampire hunter turned into a vampire." Shen Chun said with interest.

Jagger's complexion changed slightly, and he pretended to be calm and said, "It won't be any different from other vampires."

He wasn't sure that he would be able to take his own life firmly after becoming a vampire, but that situation would definitely make his life worse than death, and the only thing he could do now was to reduce the other party's interest.

His voice fell, but the other party did not speak. It was obviously a short confrontation, but Jagger felt it was quite long. His heart was in his throat, his muscles were tense and contracted, and even the sweat was pouring out. Dripping, trying to win a little life for myself.

"Forget it, just treat it as if I'm in a good mood today." Shen Chun watched him sweat profusely, grabbed Pei Ji's collar in a very happy mood, and turned around and left with the people.

It is impossible to become a vampire, he is not interested in making new monsters, and he is not interested in giving his blood to anyone.

When the figure on the tree disappeared and the surrounding became silent, Jagger heaved a sigh of relief, and sat on the ground feeling dizzy all over his body. The blood loss in his neck made his head a little dizzy, but that feeling It can't compare to facing the pressure of the blood race, they are too powerful, or it can be said that the one he encountered is too powerful.

After all, human power is limited, and their desperate struggle may be nothing more than rabbits dancing in a cage in their eyes.

He casually bandaged the wound on his neck. When he stood up, he touched the horse's head and said, "Old man, I'm really lucky to have survived again."

The horse's hooves clicked twice, as if in response.

Jagger picked up his sword, stepped onto the horse's back, lay down on it and said, "It's a pity that I have accepted the love of the blood clan."

This kind of affection is like being saved by another wolf when being chased by a pack of wolves. They are all wolves, and it makes him feel weird to want to return favors.

The sound of horseshoes left there, leaving only corpses all over the place. Shen Chun took Pei Ji by the collar, but instead of rushing to the castle, he took him outside a village and threw him on the ground.

Pei Ji staggered and looked at the man when he got up from the ground. Even though he was terrified at the time, he knew that the man had just saved a human life.

"You left the castle because you want to return to the human race?" Shen Chun asked looking at the shivering young man.

"I'm a human being, and I won't drink human blood." Pei Ji excitedly said, "I can use animal blood instead, and I won't become a monster!"

"Humans are to the blood race just like the animals in your mouth are to humans." Shen Chun looked at him and said, "You will never be accepted, you can try."

"Can I leave?" Pei Ji asked.

Shen Chun was noncommittal, Pei Ji turned around and saw that he didn't stop him, and ran directly into the village. When he turned his head again, the figure had disappeared.

"Master." A blood clan half-kneeled in front of Shen Chun.

"Look at him, and take him back when he can't bear it." Shen Chun said.

The vampire was a little confused, but lowered his head and said, "Yes, how will Steward Birko explain?"

"No need to notify." Shen Chun said, "Also, integrate the nearby vampires, they have gone mad and killed them directly, and still arrange them to do things rationally. You can clearly distinguish what to do."

"Yes." The blood clan lowered its head.

Shen Chun turned and left, but did not rush back to the manor.

There is a distance between the castle and Stewart, and this is his territory, but the vampires have already flooded to the point of being quite unscrupulous.

There is no way for vampires to create new vampires. There will be so many of them, which is the method behind the vampires.

Life is too long, there are no enemies, and there is no fun. Some blood races will choose to play tricks on humans. Becoming a vampire is just one of them, and there is another one, which is to confuse their minds with their outstanding appearance. Beautiful and romantic love, and then turn it into a vampire as it sinks in, or give it up without hesitation.

Only a very few will give a first hug, which is an act performed on the bed, piercing the neck of the other party at the most romantic moment, sucking as much blood as possible from the whole body, injecting as much blood as possible when the person is dying, Turn it into a blood race completely.

This method will temporarily weaken one's own strength, which is much more expensive than teasing, and now the only pair of blood clans have fallen into a deep sleep.

There can be a lot of fun. For the safety of the vicinity of Situ, he has to find those blood races to come out and talk.

According to the records of 521, the conversation process can basically be divided into two types.

One is that when the host comes to the door, sit down and talk carefully, and is willing to obey, and the other is not willing to obey, and obeys directly after being beaten.

Of course, most of them are the first one, no matter whether they are obedient or not, they are oppressed by their blood and force value, which means that they can give up this kind of hobby that makes the prince an eyesore.

And because of Shen Chun's cordial and friendly communication, Ove hasn't seen his friend for the time being.

One day, two days, three days...

"Father Ove." Apu came over with a tray.

Ove, who was sitting by the window in a daze, suddenly got up and looked over, and sighed softly when he didn't see the familiar figure from his side.

Apu put the snacks and tea in front of him and said, "Is the priest waiting for Mr. Gwent?"

Ove looked at the tea, lowered his eyes and said, "This week is almost over."

Today is Saturday, and tomorrow will be a new Sunday.

Obviously, in the past, the friends he made in Lite would not feel anxious when they met every few days or weeks, but now he has a feeling that he can't wait.

In my mind, I kept thinking about how the other party got along with him, the way he gently put on his hat, the expression of a chuckle, the gentle voice of speaking, the gentle and elegant picture of playing the violin, and even every word he said seemed like can remember.

They are obviously friends, but they can only passively wait for the arrival of the other party.

One day is urgent, two days is anxious, and three days is already wondering if the other party has made new friends.

The city of Gwent is huge, and Ove can guarantee that 99 out of [-] people will like a friend like Gwent.

"I don't think Mr. Gwent is the kind of person who would break his promise." Apu laughed. "I imitated the black tea and snacks in that manor. Would Father Ove try it?"

"Yeah." Ove looked at the dim sum and said in surprise, "Apu made it very similar."

He put one of them into his mouth, and the sweet and greasy taste filled the air, and the taste was similar to what he tasted that day: "It's delicious, Apu's craftsmanship is really good."

"Really?" Apu was a little surprised, and said with a clenched fist, "That's great!"

Ove picked up another piece, but stopped when he put it in front of him. He looked down at the piece of snack, and clearly remembered what Gwent had said to him at that time.

Footsteps sounded next to him, Apu looked over, and was about to make a sound when he saw a familiar figure, but was signaled by the other party to keep quiet and move away.

"Apu, do you think I'm putting too much thought on Mr. Gwent? If he knows that I've been waiting for him, he might also feel troubled." Ove squeezed the snack and said.

"No." Shen Chun looked at the distressed little priest and said.

Ove paused while pinching the snack, and forgot to use his fingers when looking at the familiar person outside the window, and when the snack fell, Shen Chun reached out to catch it.

"Mr. Gwent, you..." Ove stood up and said, "Why are you here?"

"It's not an appointment." Shen Chun put the snack on the tray and said with a smile, "Did you forget?"

"No." Ove couldn't help but stared at him, the joy in his heart continued to swell, "I remember, it's just that you came here a little suddenly."

Every time I like to appear when he is lost in thought, not ready yet, and wants to see him the most.

The surprise and indescribable emotion could almost swallow him up.

"Next time, I will send out the invitation first." Shen Chun smiled, "How about a day's notice?"

"Ah, no need." Ove shook his head, "It's okay, it's fine."

If it was a day earlier, he might not be able to sleep that night again.

"Then come with me?" Shen Chun said.

"Where are we going and what do we need to prepare?" Ove asked.

"You don't need to prepare anything, just follow me." Shen Chun said.

"Hmm." Ove replied, arranged his clothes and followed him into the carriage.

The carriage drove away from the city and proceeded on the densely forested path.

Ove sat opposite him, his eyes seemed to be looking out the window, but he couldn't help but look at the man.

I kind of want to ask him how he is doing recently, and I can usually ask the words that can be easily asked, but today it seems difficult to say.

"I've been busy with something recently, so the time has been delayed." Shen Chun looked at the little priest who thought he was hiding his sight well, and said, "I just came to the appointment today, I'm sorry."

"Are you busy recently?" Ove looked at him and asked, the anxiety in his heart disappeared instantly, "That's right, you just moved to Sitte, so you must be busy with a lot of things."

He even explained to himself, Shen Chun smiled and said: "Aren't you curious what I'm busy with?"

Ove is indeed curious, but he always feels offended if he asks too much: "May I ask?"

"Of course, we are friends, aren't we?" Shen Chun laughed.

"What have you been up to recently?" Ove asked with some expectation.

He actually wanted the other party to share things in his life with him, and felt that they would be closer to each other that way.

"Recently I'm dealing with the vampire here." Shen Chun looked at his slightly pale expression and said, "Are you scared?"

"Are there a lot of vampires here?" Ove asked in confusion.

Although you can't come out during the day, it is still very dangerous at night.

"A lot." Shen Chun looked at the little priest's clenched fist and said, "It's almost done. Even if you go out at night, it will be much safer."

The little fear in the eyes of the little priest turned into surprise and admiration: "Really? You are really amazing! Did you do it all by yourself? Did you get hurt?"

"A lot of people cooperated to do it, and there was no injury." Shen Chun said.

"That's good." Ove said with a smile, "You are so caring. You should rest, but you have done so many things for Sitte. The gods will definitely bless you, and may the light accompany you along the way."

521: Your cutie admires you and unleashes a curse.

"Thank you for your blessing." Shen Chun accepted it all.

The carriage stopped at a very vast horse farm, and several horses could already be seen galloping in the horse farm, neighing continuously.

Ove got out of the car, stood under the bright sun and looked at it, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Gwent, what are we doing here?"

"A new horse has come here recently, I'll bring you here to play." Shen Chun asked with a smile, "Can you ride a horse?"

Ove shook his head lightly and said, "No."

The only purpose of his coming here is probably to watch, but the scenery here is also very beautiful.

"How about I teach you?" Shen Chun asked.

Owen was a little excited for a moment: "Is it okay?"

"Of course." Shen Chun supported his back, "Come with me, your clothes are not suitable for riding a horse."

Clothes are all ready. Priests need divine robes when they do things in the Holy See, and they can wear ordinary clothes at other times. Ove is used to wearing divine robes, and when he puts on the prepared clothes, he feels uncomfortable for a moment when he looks in the mirror. Habit.

The door next door opened, and the footsteps of the other party stopped at the door: "Ove, are you ready?"

"Not yet, right away." Ove straightened his clothes and said.

"Don't worry, I'll go outside to prepare the horse first, and come back after you pack it up." Shen Chun said.

"Okay." Ove responded, and when the other party's footsteps left, he pulled the hem of his clothes again, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he looked for the light and walked out.

The sun was a little harsh, but not too hot. Ove covered his head with his arms and looked towards the horse. The first thing that caught his eye was not the big snow-white horse, but the horse standing there. next to the man.

He is wearing a simple and capable horse riding outfit, which looks a little different from his usual outfit, but the long legs wrapped in riding boots have a sense of presence that is hard to ignore. The black top outlines the waistline and caresses the horse's head. The act of chuckling and communicating made Ove's heart beat like a drum.

He stood still, and when Shen Chun asked about the character of the horse, he looked over, and a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

The trousers of the horse uniform are basically white, and the color of the upper body may be different. The little priest usually wears platinum and gold, which looks extremely holy, but he chose a red vest for him. His face is extremely fair and beautiful, with those pure eyes that can be seen through at a glance, like a little prince who knows nothing about the world.

Shen Chun beckoned over there and said, "This way."

Ove came back to his senses, and walked over there with the burning sensation on his face: "Sorry, Mr. Gwent, I kept you waiting for so long."

"I'm sure you're right, this dress suits you very well." When Shen Chun praised, the blush on the little priest's face widened again, "Is it hot?"

"A little bit, maybe the sun is too good." Ove gently tugged on the collar, "You are also suitable."

"Thank you." Shen Chun smiled.

The horse trainer handed over the horse, turned around and left, Shen Chun took the rein, touched the horse's head and said: "The horse trainer said, this horse has the best character and is very docile."

Ove didn't quite understand. Looking at the extraordinarily white horse, he carefully stretched out his hand and touched the place Shen Chun touched: "It's so beautiful."

He is handsome and clean, with big and beautiful black eyes.

"It will like what you say." Shen Chun handed him a sliced ​​radish and said, "Try it."

Ove just took it, and Da Ma, who was still a little quiet at first, moved over. When he opened his mouth, Ove's hand couldn't help but shrink back, and was held by Shen Chun's hand: "You can't be so funny, you will You bit."

"Its teeth are so big." Ove breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the radish strips being taken away.

"Do you want to try again?" Shen Chun asked.

Ove nodded. This time he calmed down and fed him successfully. He didn't receive any rejection when he stroked, and his eyes started to light up.

"Now you can try to ride it." Shen Chun said.

After he pulled the rein, Ove walked to the side, tentatively stepping on the pedals, but it was very difficult when he was exerting force, but when he was in trouble, he felt that his waist was being buckled, and a gentle voice sounded in his ear: "Right hand Hold on to the back and use your strength."

His waist was supported, and he looked at the man in astonishment, the hot feeling on his face could hardly be suppressed, and he sat on it with great difficulty, his hands were already terribly wet with sweat.

Shen Chun looked at the little priest whose cheeks were as red as his clothes and said, "Ovey, hold on to the reins."

"Oh." Ove quickly came back to his senses, and when he caught up, he looked down, and his mind froze for a moment.

When I looked at the horse from below, I only thought it was big, but I didn’t think it was too high, but when I really stood up, I realized that such a height made me a little dizzy, but now I regret it, and it’s too unmanly.

"Are you sitting still?" Shen Chun asked.

Ove nodded stiffly, and there was tension in his words that he didn't notice: "Aren't you going to ride?"

"Teach you first, don't be nervous." Shen Chun looked up at him and said, "I'll hold it, so it won't run around."

"Yeah." Ove grabbed the reins and nodded.

Shen Chun turned around and pulled the rein, and the horse moved forward. Ovey's body shook slightly, and almost subconsciously wanted to hug him, but found that it was only a shake.

The horses are not walking fast, but after getting used to that rhythm, the distance from this height seems to have a particularly vast feeling.

Slightly relaxed, Ove looked at the person who was helping him with the horse in front, and the other person looked over and smiled, "Learn to adapt to its rhythm, it will be much easier this way."

"Yeah," Ove replied, "Thank you, Mr. Gwent."

Shen Chun smiled and said: "You're welcome, usually whip this place with a horsewhip, or gently pinch it with a riding boot, it will let it know to run forward, and the action should not be too harsh..."

Shen Chun explained all the main points, and Ove listened carefully until he said, "Do you want to try riding it yourself?"

"Huh?" Ove's eyes widened, "What?"

"I let go of the rein, and it will take you for a while." Shen Chun said, "Do you want to try?"

Ove wanted to get off the horse for a moment, hesitated for a while and said, "Can I not try?"

The little priest's cheeks were flushed, with a bit of shyness and fear, Shen Chun smiled and said: "Then I will take you for a ride?"

"Can you?" Ove asked in surprise.

He always felt that the horse would be obedient in the hands of Mr. Gwent, and it was really uncontrollable for him.

"Of course." Shen Chun tightened the reins, stepped on the stirrups, and sat behind Ove with a puzzled expression.

The distance between the saddles was only that big, and the two men were sitting together almost in close contact. Shen Chun stepped on the stirrups, and when he pulled the reins with both hands, he wrapped his whole body in his arms.

At that moment, Ove's brain crashed, and his cheeks were so hot that he could burn himself up: "Riding like this?"

Shen Chun circled the person, looked at the blush on the other person's neck and said: "Well, it's safer this way."

"Oh..." Ove's tone was light, the end of his nose was full of his faint and pleasant smell, he didn't dare to stick his back back, and moved forward quietly.

But just after moving a little distance, he was supported by a man's hand, and the voice rang in his ears: "Don't deliberately move forward, you will fall."

"Hmm." Ove replied.

Shen Chun tightened the rein, lightly pinched the horse's belly, and the horse was already galloping forward.

This speed was much faster than before, Ove didn't care about thinking about what happened just now, and subconsciously grabbed the opponent's arm.

"Don't be afraid, look ahead." Shen Chun supported him with one hand.

Such strength reassured the little priest. When he raised his head and opened his eyes, the surrounding scenery was receding rapidly, the wind was blowing on his cheeks, and the sound of horseshoes made him feel a little relieved.

The heart was beating violently again and again, I don't know if it was because of the bumps, or because of the same steady and powerful heartbeat of the person behind me, but all the gloom seemed to be scattered with this running.

The horse ran for a long distance, when Shen Chun pulled the rein, the surrounding scenery slowed down, and gradually turned into a stroll again and again.

The sun is shining, small flowers are blooming everywhere, the fragrance of green grass is permeating, and everything that catches the eye is beautiful.

The horse stopped, and Ove looked back and asked, "Why don't you ride?"

"Take a break, lest your legs hurt." Shen Chun took the rein and dismounted, only then did Ove realize that his buttocks were numb from being bumped.

Shen Chun's hand reached out, and Ove reached out to support his arm. When he was about to get off the horse, after all, caution prevailed, and the other hand also helped him up, but the trembling hand was not very obedient after all, hanging in the air The feeling was even more frightening. When he fell, his hands had already subconsciously put on the opponent's shoulders, his waist was buckled, and he hugged him directly.

Ove's heart beat so fast at that moment, his face was hot but he couldn't look away. The indescribable emotion continued to pervade, making him open his lips but unable to speak.

Shen Chun hugged him tightly, and when he put it down lightly, he saw the red clouds all over the sky, his eyes were full of shyness and lustrous water, but those eyes were reluctant to part, pure and sexy.

His little priest, his little prince.

The waist was fastened, and when Ove got closer to the other party again, he raised his head in doubt, but touched the other party's lips.

The heat on his cheeks soared, but the emotion in his heart seemed to have found an outlet, and was completely released with that gentle kiss.

The body was gently lifted by the hands clasped around the waist, allowing Ove to wrap his arms around his shoulders smoothly, welcoming such an intimate movement.

There was a void in his mind, and at that moment everything was left behind, only the sweet taste of his heart was left, which almost swallowed him whole.

When the lips parted slightly, there was only confusion and water in those blue eyes: "Ge, Mr. Gwent..."

His words are like water, with a softness that can be kneaded.

Shen Chun couldn't hold back a kiss, Ove lowered his eyes, blinked his eyes, and when his thoughts turned slightly, his face was so hot that he almost burned himself.

What was he doing just now? !

He kissed Mr. Gwent, and, my God, it was kinky!

His gaze began to shift, and Shen Chun knew that his sanity had returned a little bit: "Ove."

"Yes!" Ove gently retracted the hand around his shoulder, and when he looked up at him, he couldn't help looking at his lips.

That's where they used it just now...Mr. Gwent is really gentle...but he wants to try again...God, he's so promiscuous, is he really a priest?His soul has turned his back on the gods.

Shen Chun bowed his head and kissed again as he wished, Ove's heart was once again in a mess: "You, you..."

"Actually, Jagger is right. I do have a purpose for you." Shen Chun said softly.

"What?" Ove looked at him in surprise.

"I fell in love with you and want to take you away from the god." Shen Chun looked into his eyes and said.

"I..." Ove didn't know how to answer him. It was the first time he faced such a situation. He obviously should repent, but he was deeply involved in it. Facing such words that he liked, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do. manage.

The emotions that have been clearly vented seem to flow in again, fermenting in my heart in double or even countless amounts.

Mr. Gwent's liking is so straightforward and warm.

"You don't need to answer for now." Shen Chun said softly, "I'll give you time to think."

"No, please let me tell." Ove settled his thoughts, covered his heart with his hands, looked up at the man and said, "My place is suffering because of you, it thinks of you all the time I can’t express my body and words, I feel sad when I don’t see you, and it’s even more sad when I see you, it’s as hot as burning me, is this God’s punishment for me?”

He was seeking to know such a mood, but he didn't know that this was a more intense and hot confession than I like you. This kind of confession is quite direct to the soul for a person who loves him deeply.

Shen Chun hugged his waist tightly, clasped the bend of his legs and hugged him horizontally.

Ove looked at him in surprise: "Mr. Gwent?"

"You really killed me." Shen Chun put him on the grass, and when he lowered his head and kissed him, he changed from the casual taste just now.

Ove held his shoulders, and when he was caught on the back of the head and kissed deeply, his thoughts were confused again.

When the two rode back, Ove covered his lips all the way, but the flushed face still made the horse trainer couldn't help asking: "Is this gentleman not feeling well?"

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