SHEEP

Perhaps it was too shameful, Yi Heye's voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it, Jian Yunxian stared at it for a long time before realizing that he had heard correctly.

But he still asked softly again: "... what?"

"Damn... Moji is dead!" Before Yi Heye could finish his swearing, Jian Yunxian bent down and stopped him with his lips.

A kiss at this time is simply adding fuel to the flames, Yi Heye only felt that the strings in his mind were about to snap.

He was torn between reason and instinct, but he only hesitated for a second, then gave up the bottom line and morality, raised his head and followed his movements, and kissed fiercely.

The pair of handcuffs severely restricted his movements. He wanted to turn over several times, but was easily brought down by Jian Yunxian.

"Damn it..." Yi Heye cursed out of his busy schedule, "If you have the ability, let me go...shameless..."

"I'm not capable of that." Jian Yunxian sneered brazenly, and kissed his ear lightly, "But it's okay to be shameless, I'm not a good person in the first place."

Yi Heye looked at the knife in his hand, and the uncomfortable energy that always hangs his breath at critical moments surged up again.

He felt that his whole body was about to be burnt. In desperation, he could only completely throw aside his dignity and gritted his teeth: "...Hurry up."

But what Jian Yunxian said was right, he was not a good person at all, seeing Yi Heye's appearance, not only did he not soften his heart, he even developed a worse desire to play tricks.

He picked up Yi Heye's chin with the blade, and asked, "Hurry up, what?"

"Hurry up...quickly." Yi Heye cursed with difficulty, "...damn you."

Jian Yunxian laughed, put the tip of the knife on his shoulder, and gently pierced into his skin.

The moment he pierced in, Yi Heye's expression showed signs of melting. Jian Yunxian glanced at the pair of emerald nails, and said with a smile, "Are these my eyes?"

Yi Heye was afraid that he would stop again, so he didn't care about being shameless, so he just tilted his head and replied: "Yes... yes..."

Seeing him like this, Jian Yunxian couldn't calm down anymore. While gently wiping off the blood oozing from his skin, he calmed down and asked, "Because you like it?"

Yi Heye didn't want to answer at first, but as soon as he hesitated, Jian Yunxian's knife stopped moving, so he wanted to cry without tears: "Mmmmmm."

Hearing a deep breath coming from his ears, Yi Heye turned his head away forcibly, and he subconsciously wanted to close his eyes to escape.

"Yi Heye." Jian Yunxian suppressed the trembling in his breath, and for some reason, there was a hint of pleading in his tone, "Look at me."

The voice scorched his ears, bewitching Yi Heye to raise his eyes, the black hole-like pupils wrapped in the emerald green vortex, pulling him into the endless abyss.

Jian Yunxian looked at him and said, "We don't have to be enemies all the time, right?"

The last knife came to an end as the voice came to an end, and the dual stimulation of spirit and physiology reached its peak.Yi Heye couldn't take it anymore, he opened his mouth fiercely and bit Jian Yunxian's shoulder.

This bite was not as careful as Jian Yunxian's knife, with resentment and irritability, without mercy, it was as if he was determined to tear Jian Yunxian into pieces, and his teeth were directly embedded in his flesh.

Following Jian Yunxian's breathing pause for a second, a bloody smell seeped into Yi Heye's mouth.The next second, the handcuffs were released, but this was not freedom. Yi Heye knew that it was a symbol that he could no longer escape.

Having fallen again, a sense of guilt flashed in Yi Heye's mind, but in the next second, everything was overwhelmed by a great sense of pleasure.

Both of them were injured, and no one knew who left the painting on the blood drop on the bed sheet. Sweat stained the trace and melted them into a pool of mutual blending.

After being freed from the involuntary state, Yi Heye regained his strength once again, even if he was physically exhausted later, he would still say some unforgiving words, emphasizing his victory.

On the shoulder, the painting that had just been finished and hadn't dried yet became a paste due to rough movements. Jian Yunxian helped him wipe off the blood stains, and felt a little guilty when he saw his already red and swollen nicks.

Yi Heye, who was in high spirits, was extremely sensitive to the emotion in his eyes.

"Don't look at it." He turned Jian Yunxian's face back, forcing him to concentrate, "I like it."

After speaking, he didn't give Jian Yunxian a chance to think, so he kissed her hard again.

At that moment, a slight pain and numbness climbed up from the tailbone to the whole body, Yi Heye couldn't restrain himself from twitching, and went to a small peak again completely out of plan.

This guy, another leak.

"...Damn it." Yi Heye froze for a long time before letting go of his breath, "...you are so shabby, can you find a chance to fix it??"

Jian Yunxian followed suit, and it took a long time before he smiled and said, "Don't you also like this rag?"

Maybe it was really apologetic for his wounds, this time Jian Yunxian was quite gentle.He always held Yi Heye in his arms, as if he was trying to make up for something in this way.

Yi Heye doesn't really like being taken care of by others, but Jian Yunxian really took care of him too comfortably - he didn't become timid and cautious, but said gentle and comforting words, directly stimulating his most urgent need longing.

In the end, the will was completely off the line, Yi Heye could only follow his instinct, and curled up in his arms like a kitten without strength, unable to say a word.

Jian Yunxian just hugged him, and the two of them didn't say a word, they just hugged and felt each other's ups and downs.

After a long time, Yi Heye turned his back and wanted to get out of bed, but Jian Yunxian wrapped his arms around his waist, as if to persuade him to stay.

Yi Heye paused, and then heard Jian Yun's lazy voice: "Are you busy recently?"

Yi Heye closed his eyes wearily: "It's okay."

Jian Yunxian hugged him again: "Are you in a hurry?"

Yi Heye raised his eyelids again when he heard the words, and squinted in his direction: "There's no rush."

Jian Yun embraced him idlely, and tried his best to keep his tone as light as possible and wrote: "Then let's take a break before leaving, it's hard to take a breath."

Yi Heye didn't bother to loosen his bones, so he lay back down again.

After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and said, "In order to prevent me from going to Area E, I really did everything I could."

Jian Yunxian smiled helplessly and said, "Yes, do you still want to go?"

"I'm not going." Yi Heye stretched his waist, and then looked down at his red collarbone, "Do I still dare to go? Who knows what good things you can do next time."

Jian Yunxian laughed, turned around, and helped him get the medicine for disinfection.

Yi Heye leaned on the bed and watched him sitting face to face in front of him, holding sponge pliers in his hand, and using cotton balls to help clean up the wound, looking cautious, and seemed to have some soft guilt.

But obviously this injury was also caused by him, Yi Heye thought it was funny, and looked up at him: "Are you having a split personality? It doesn't look normal."

"I'm an AI." Jian Yunxian also laughed: "I like you already, can you still be normal?"

Yi Heye felt his ears burn for a while, and then pushed his face aside irritably.

I'm so annoying.

After wiping off the blood, he began to apply the medicine, and the rather irritating medicine rubbed on the notch, making Yi Heye tremble slightly.

Jian Yunxian asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Yi Heye bit the bullet and said, "It's cool."

Jian Yunxian raised his eyebrows, and looked down again: "Oh? Can you still come?"

Knowing what Jian Yunxian meant, Yi Heye's scalp felt numb for a while, and he quickly put aside his hand that was about to move.

"I won't come anymore." Yi Heye said indifferently, "I can't do it anymore."

At this time, his desire to win or lose was still defeated by his desire to survive-he was not overconfident enough to compete with a robot with infinite battery life, and it was not ashamed to admit defeat at this time.

When Jian Yunxian heard what he said, she couldn't help but smiled and kissed the tip of his nose. Yi Heye didn't bother to hide, and let him rub against his face like a clingy sheep.

There was no one else in the dark room except the two of them. At this moment, there was no life-and-death fight between them, only face-to-face, wiping their wounds, teasing and chatting.

It's like any ordinary couple, except that they hide in a corner that no one knows, and their feelings cannot be seen or shown to others.

Yi Heye rubbed his nose, looked around, and asked, "Where is this?"

Jian Yun said with a casual smile, "One of my secret bases."

Yi Heye taunted, "Have you been reduced to living in a rented house?"

"Then what else?" Jian Yunxian was still helping him treat the wound carefully, "I'm a fugitive now."

"After I go out, I will bring someone over to copy this place." Yi Heye predicted.

"Yeah." Jian Yunxian said, "Then let me take a step first, okay?"

Yi Heye didn't speak, but slowly closed his eyes in his gentle movements.

His vigilance had completely disappeared, so that he fell asleep in front of Jian Yunxian defenselessly, and even had a solid dream.

When he woke up, the lights in the room were turned off without a sound, and a thin blanket was covering his body, and Jian Yunxian also ran a step ahead, as he himself said.

Yi Heye looked sleepily at the empty room, and it took him a long time to realize that he was worried that the man locked himself in the room, and it wasn't until he easily pushed the doorknob that he realized that he was really worrying too much.

But the moment he opened the door, he was still stunned.

It was already early in the morning, and he stood in front of the familiar corridor, and couldn't help but curse: "Damn."

Across the aisle in front of him was his own house—this guy didn't know when he had quietly lived in the room opposite him, and appeared beside him without a sound.

It was so perverted, but it made the equally perverted Yi Heye's heartbeat speed up quietly.

He scratched his hair indiscriminately, forced himself to calm down, and then pushed open the door of his room.

During this period of time, I lived in the dormitory of the unit, and I haven't been home for a long time, but there is no musty smell as I expected - it seems that someone has come to help him open the window to let the wind through.

The action of opening and closing the door pulled the scar on the collarbone, and the unhealed scar also began to throb with the sound of the heartbeat, making it painful.

Yi Heye covered Yin Hong's scar, turned around and saw a letter lying on the table.

Nowadays, there are very few paper letters like this. Yi Heye opened it subconsciously, and saw a string of familiar characters.

It is a letter signed by SHEEP yesterday——

"Dear Mr Hunter,

Please close the doors and windows tonight,

I will come quietly to you,

tie you up,

on your collarbone,

Carve a lamb. "