Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

Chapter 93

Jiang Jian lay on top of him and passed out.

When Zhong Xun realized this, his hands trembled in bewilderment, and then carefully passed under Jiang Jian's ribs, and hugged him upwards.

I don't know if it's because Jiang Jian didn't take a good breath, or because he was too tired in the process of breaking free from his blood addiction, Zhong Xun's first real passionate kiss only gave him a hasty and slightly The wild process ended without waiting for the expected response.

Be angry or calm, whatever.

As long as it is Jiang Jian's response, Zhong Xun can accept all his emotions.

It's a pity that what responded to him was the sound of long breathing and the beautiful shadow cast by Qinghui through the window lattice.

Before reaching the sun, the moon disc hidden in the clouds has become round.

He carried Jiang Jian to the bed, arranged the neckline of the somewhat messy white silk pajamas for him, covered the quilt, wrapped it tightly, and sat down next to his bed.

He could see Jiang Jian's blood stained lips with a sideways glance.

The cheek that exudes a clear breath is close at hand, and the thick eyelashes are drooping, as if covering the lower eyelid with a layer of black fine velvet quilt.

"Sorry." He said softly, "Good night."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to wipe away the bit of blood that belonged to him on his lips.

As soon as his hand touched the corner of Jiang Jian's lips, he watched helplessly as his fingertips began to change, slowly turning black, becoming sharper, and then gradually changing.

Zhong Xun's hand was in the air, and he wanted to withdraw it quickly.

Unexpectedly, the unconscious Jiang Jian grabbed his hand.

Jiang Jian had a long dream.

In the dream, he had fangs, and his eyes were covered with a bloody mist.

He shuttled through the jungle and galloped in mid-air, looking for his prey.The birds and beasts in the forest fled, and the wolves in the mountains gathered together to stare at him.

He turned around and flew towards the lake in the mountains.

The surface of the lake was sparkling, he smelled the smell of blood, he flew over following the smell, and saw a silver-haired man lazily leaning against a tree, his eyes were solemnly treating the wound on his hand.

The man looks pleasing to the eye, the jawline and the moonlight in the forest form a perfect angle.

He didn't know whether he had grasped the moonlight or the man's hand. He gently pressed his lips against the back of his hand, not as cruelly as if he was treating his prey, but as cautiously as if he was helping a cub lick its wound.

The smell of blood faded.

The restlessness and uneasiness in his heart also calmed down.

I don't know how long it took for this kind of calm. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man sitting next to him with his head buried in his knees and sleeping deeply.

"..."

To be honest, since he entered the show, he has become used to seeing anyone and anything on the bed after opening his eyes.

He has seen corpses, Song Zhihui with a dagger pointed at him, and Zhong Xun lying on the inside of a single bed in a narrow dormitory. It was the first time I saw him curled up beside him and taking a nap.

He usually takes care of it carefully, and the hair that is pulled back from the head hangs messily on the forehead.

Such a scene is unreal, but very real.

He wanted to reach out to grab the rare hair, but found that his hands were tied together.

And in his palm, he was still holding Zhong Xun's hand.

"?!"

Jiang Jian sat up abruptly, took a closer look at Zhong Xun's awkward posture, and then suddenly realized.

He squeezed Zhong Xun's hand, and whispered into his ear word by word: "Get up."

Zhong Xun was excited all over, raised his head, and looked at him with blurred eyes.

Morning's voice was extremely hoarse: "Are you awake?"

It doesn't matter when Zhong Xun is asleep, when he wakes up and opens his mouth, Jiang Jian just saw his lips.

He was just out of control and delirious, but not blind.

He also saw what happened last night with his own eyes, like a bud buried in his heart, it is growing vigorously at this moment.

It turned out that he left countless small wounds on Zhong Xun, one side of his mouth was still red, and the other side had scabs.Looking at it, Jiang Jian moved closer: "Does it hurt?"

Zhong Xun was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to say this.

He nodded and shook his head again.

It was sweet with a tingle, and he stole it in an indecent way at a critical moment, and it didn't deserve Jiang Jian's love for him.

"sorry."

This is the promise he didn't make to Jiang Jian last night: when he wakes up, he will apologize.

Jiang Jian looked up at him thoughtfully.

Because he has been unable to accurately perceive his emotions for a long time, he immediately began to examine his own heart.

He didn't reject Zhong Xun's closeness, nor was he angry at his selfish behavior last night.

When he knew from Lao Huang that Zhong Xun was the person he was looking for, at that moment, he was also enlightened to know Zhong Xun's feelings for him.After all, when this person mentioned the person he liked, it left an impression on him.

His eyes are gentle, his voice is nostalgic.

He understood that Zhong Xun had such intentions, but he didn't show any resistance.

On the contrary, he found himself not as upright and upright as before.

When scoring points in the studio center, he would subconsciously turn his head to share the joy with the people around him. When there was nothing around him, he clearly captured the loss in his heart;

When facing Fu Yuncheng to win the chess game, the first thing he thought of was what would happen if it was Zhong Xun;

And when they entered the castle and didn't see him for a whole day, his thoughts of sitting at the desk reading a book would be disrupted from time to time, worrying about whether Zhong Xun was still safe.

"You don't have to say I'm sorry." Jiang Jian raised his hands, "Can you untie it for me?"

Zhong Xun's joy just climbed into his heart, when he heard the whole person behind him choke, he said firmly: "No."

"I don't feel like I did last night now."

"Who knows if you will be bloodthirsty later?"

Seeing Zhong Xun guarding him like a thief, Jiang Jian looked up helplessly like a big girl who was afraid of her innocence being ruined.

"Bring me the book on the table."

Zhong Xun handed over "The Biography of Peroz the Great". He spread it out on his lap, his hands were tied by a rope, and they could only be held together when turning pages.

"What time is it?" He asked as he watched.

"It's not time for breakfast yet." Zhong Xun looked at the weather outside the window, perhaps because he and Jiang Jian didn't sleep for a long time, and they always woke up very early, "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Jiang Jian turned over the curse of blood, looked back, and asked Zhong Xun while watching, "Last time in Shuguang No. [-] Middle School, Wen Sidai said that you didn't wake up after sleeping for a few days, which is very strange. You still have the impression ?"

His ability to multi-thread work is very strong, and reading does not restrict him from talking with Zhong Xun.

He has a lot of things on his mind to ask, and God knows how long it has been since they sat together and talked like this.

"remember."

"Any ideas?"

Zhong Xun glanced at his wristband, but didn't speak.

No. 006 knows his body functions better than anyone else. If there is a problem, he will remind him without asking No. 006, instead of keeping silent like now.

Unless that's what it does.

Seeing that he knew what was in his mind, Jiang Jian felt relieved, and the focus of her eyes fell on the words on the paper. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Zhong Xun, who was leaning leisurely on the back of the chair, and said, "Doris has mentioned the curse of blood to you. Is it? The descendants of the king and the devil have a chance to become a bloodthirsty race, just like... I was yesterday."

The question now is, why did the curse of blood come true on an irrelevant person like him?

Zhong Xun was obviously not surprised, he rubbed the center of his brows: "That's why she didn't agree with me allowing you to bring Louis into the shooting range, which is connected to the mountain hunting ground, and if the gun goes off, it will make Louis lose control .”

"Oh?" Jiang Jian raised her eyes, "So she is different from what I imagined."

Zhong Xun sneered: "She is arrogant, what she says is completely different from what she thinks in her heart, she has always been very concerned about Louis' physical condition."

"Then she is better than her mother, isn't she?"

"You mean that lady?" Zhong Xun snorted softly and didn't speak again.

He got up, untied the belt tied on Jiang Jian's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

"Zhong Xun!" Jiang Jian lifted the quilt and stepped on the ground barefoot, followed him two steps, and asked bluntly, "What are you hiding from me? Why do you know something, but you just don't tell me."

Zhong Xun turned around and glanced at him, frowning slightly.

He walked to the bed, bent over to pick up Jiang Jian's shoes and socks, and squatted in front of him: "Put them on."

Seeing his silent appearance, Jiang Jian got angry and kicked his hand away.

"You'd better not say anything, just straighten your neck and wait for me to crush you next time."

Zhong Xun got up, stared at him and left a sentence: "Tonight is Wangri, Jiang Jian."

"He said they had a quarrel, but he didn't tell us why. What's going on?" Winstad left the restaurant with the plate in her arms, and walked towards the kitchen while talking to herself.

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhihui's voice rang from the emerald next to her ear: "How can a young lover have an overnight feud?"

As soon as she left, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Fu Yuncheng walked in yawning.

He went straight to Jiang Jian who was crazily spreading strawberry jam on the slice of bread.

"Good morning, Mr. Jiang got up so early?" Fu Yuncheng smiled warmly.

"It's getting late." Jiang Jian said with a sullen expression, "Where's Dr. Keith? Isn't he with you?"

Sure enough, as Louis said, everything in the castle was normal, as if nothing happened yesterday, not a single poor person was disembowelled and fell into a pool of blood.

"He went to see a doctor for the Earl yesterday, but he didn't come back. The butler told me that he would live in a side building for the next two days, so I don't have to wait for him." Fu Yuncheng pushed his glasses, "I'm also very strange, obviously I am him assistant, but he didn’t take me.”

Jiang Jian; "If I take you there, you might be a corpse now."

The knife and fork that Fu Yuncheng picked up fell on the dinner plate, making a crisp sound.He widened his eyes, confirmed that he and Jiang Jian were the only ones in the restaurant, and lowered his voice; "What does 'also' mean? Mr. Keith is dead?"

Jiang Jian swallowed the last piece of bread with strawberries on it, took off the napkin on her chest, and got up.

"Don't forget that you yourself were commissioned to investigate."

He ignored Fu Yuncheng's dizziness behind him, he was on the verge of falling, and went to look for Louis before leaving the restaurant. As soon as he opened the door of the restaurant, he ran into Wensidei who was walking towards him with a pot of black tea.

Her face was a little dignified.

When they rubbed shoulders with Wensidei, their wristbands suddenly lit up together.

Including Fu Yuncheng behind him also raised his wrist.

[Congratulations to guest Wen Sidai for completing the mission of the castle maid (stage 500), earning 820 points, and stage 10000 has started.The total points of the guests are [-] points/[-] points, please make persistent efforts. ]

"What's going on?" Jiang Jian stopped and asked.

Winsted sighed: "I was just transferred to the side building by the butler to take care of the Earl."

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