The old attack of rebirth is a sick and tender monster

Winter nights always seem to come earlier, and the sky is full of red clouds from the moment I arrived at the end of the day.

"Wait!" Qi Muhe hurriedly rushed to the last bus, but the bus was already full of people, like a can of sardines.

Qi Muhe pursed his lower lip, but still walked up. He lowered his head cowardly, trying to find a place that was not so close to other people.

Fortunately, he found it. At the very corner, there stood an indifferent man who was incompatible with this bus. Even if the bus was so crowded, the people around him would not dare to lean over there.

Qi Muhe clenched his hands tightly, and still stood beside the man, and then leaned his body against the car wall, trying not to let himself lean against the man.

Unfortunately, when the bus arrived at the stop, out of inertia, he still uncontrollably fell towards the man.

The man subconsciously supported him without saying a word.

"Holding, I'm sorry..." Qi Muhe's face flushed, the corners of his eyes were red, and his eyes were misty and watery. His skin was fair, which made him look a little more glamorous.

"It's okay." The man's Adam's apple slipped, his voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded nice, with a slight magnetism.

Qi Muhe's heart skipped a beat, his cheeks turned even redder, he buried his chin in the fluffy scarf, a little embarrassed to look at the man.

There was a section of the road where the bus had to pass through a tunnel, which was so dark that it made people feel a little anxious.

The moment he entered the tunnel, the man behind him took a step closer to him.

In the darkness, he felt a pair of somewhat rough hands protruding from the hem of his clothes into his clothes, and his fingers felt a little cold to the touch, which made him shiver subconsciously.

Qi Muhe's eye sockets turned red with fright.

What does this man... want to do? !

He trembled and wanted to look back, but the other party grabbed the back of his neck, and his cold fingers stroked the back of his neck.

The man leaned close to his ear, and laughed softly, with a hint of ambiguous magnetism in his voice, "Do you want it?"

Qi Muhe remained silent. While feeling ashamed, his brain became excited, almost wanting to cater to men.