into the sheath

When the sentinel said this, his voice was very low, almost breathless.

In fact, Tang Heng didn't care if Jiang Feng heard it or not.He just wanted to say this to him.

He is too uncomfortable.

Under the collapse of the five senses, the information captured by the five senses poured into his brain in every detail, squeezing his brain dizzy and swollen, as well as the pain that had been distorted beyond words.

Jiang Feng looked down at the sentinel who was half leaning in his arms.

The stumble just now was really sudden, and the posture of the two of them at this time was really not good.Jiang Feng leaned on the back of the chair, and the body of the sentinel, who had completely lost all strength, was pressed against him like this. He couldn't sit up, couldn't move away, and the raised hand by his side seemed to have no place to rest for a while. He raised and lowered, and finally had to lightly support the sentry's arm with his fingertips.

The sentinel's body was heavy with the high fever that could not go away after exercise, and Jiang Feng's chest felt tight under the pressure.

Jiang Feng's Adam's apple moved up and down.

stand up.He actually wanted to say that, but what he said was a question.

"Is it hard?" Jiang Feng asked.

The aircraft trembled slightly while it was moving, Tang Heng couldn't rely on Jiang Feng's arms, and simply slid down, resting his head on Jiang Feng's thigh.

The body moved away, but Jiang Feng felt that the chest tightness did not dissipate much.

His eyes naturally fell on Tang Heng's face.

The sentinel's eyelashes are not long, but straight and dark in color, like two rows of thick and hard brushes, illuminated by the slanting sunlight at this time, dragging a light shadow on the trembling eyelids.Jiang Feng rarely looked at Tang Heng for such a long time, and simply traced his appearance with his eyes, without thinking about anything else.He continued to look down.The bridge of the nose is straight, and the tip of the nose is still secreting sweat that has not been wiped off. Maybe the weather in Target City is too dry, and the slightly pale lips are a little peeled.

Then, he saw Tang Heng move his lips, the soft red tip of his tongue appeared and disappeared in his vision.

[well enough. ] Tang Heng replied, he didn't even bother to pull the vocal cords, [Actually, it's nothing, in short, he can't die. ]

After finishing speaking, Tang Heng swallowed another mouthful of saliva, swallowing down the desire to tell the details of those encounters.

Jiang Feng didn't answer immediately.He thought of what Tang Heng said just now, and looked over his left shoulder again.

The sweat-absorbed cloth adhered to the wheat-colored skin, rising and falling with the breath, and there was a dark mark on the exposed part above the neckline, which was thicker than the one that appeared on Tang Heng's left arm before. There are many, the corners are hairy.The trace was very long, dividing the entire exposed skin, stretching across the collarbone and the front chest, and extending all the way to the torso covered by the clothes.

Jiang Feng is no stranger to it.He'd seen it in the infirmary, at the take-off point, and on the front lines of Target City.

As long as it deflected a little more and lightly passed Tang Heng's beating heart, he would never be able to see him again.The Sentinel would fall convulsively, or just stay where he was, while the ugly, worm-like Zerg devoured him bite by bite.

Thinking of this, the look in Jiang Feng's eyes darkened a bit.

"When I first arrived at the transfer station, I made two requests to you." Jiang Feng said, he spoke very slowly, making sure that every word was clearly conveyed, "'Out of the safe zone of Target City, You have to follow me.' This means: If I am not around, you are not allowed to go alone."

[I didn't expect Wu Tianjun to play this trick either. ] Tang Heng defended himself, [The grandson also said that you arranged all this, I believe him a ghost! ]

After saying this, Tang Heng was a little apprehensive.He couldn't see Jiang Feng's expression, so he had to feel it from the link unaccustomed to it, but the guide's emotions were restrained too well, as usual, he didn't notice anything.

Tang Heng paused, and couldn't help but continue talking, [...Speaking of which, am I really good this time? ] He hummed, [Killed 23 bugs, still without the assistance of a guide.The few times I beat that surnamed Wu were not bad. If I hadn't developed some skills, I might really have done what he wanted, and the confession was there. ]

"Ah."

After the sound, Jiang Feng was silent again.

When the eyes are closed, it seems that the concept of time also becomes blurred.The silence was unbearable. Tang Heng needed something else to distract his attention to relieve the pain. At this moment, Jiang Feng didn't speak, so he turned to count the pulsation of his blood vessels.

It's a wonderful feeling to feel completely concentrated in one place.Every contraction and relaxation of the blood vessels turned into a drumbeat in the ear. After listening to it for a long time, it gave people a vague illusion, as if they were connected by blood.

Just when Tang Heng counted to No.20 seven times, his hand was held.

——The warm and strong fingers are his familiar touch.

Then, he heard Jiang Feng's voice.Tang Heng couldn't tell whether the guide was speaking in the real world or through the link. The voice was hazy, as if it came from the distance on the top of the mountain, or it seemed to be whispering in his ears.

[I will give you spiritual counseling, so that you will feel better. ]

In the next second, abundant mental power came from the place where the hands were clasped, pouring like a huge waterfall hanging high, but when it fell, there was no splash at all, and it just merged into the pool at the foot of the mountain that was about to dry up, lightly Lightly soaked and moistened.

After a moment of hesitation, Tang Heng clenched his teeth.

He was afraid that if he relaxed a little, some moans that he hadn't forced out from his throat would leak out.

...Or, whimpering.

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I don't want to write a chapter summary anymore, I can't write it out.Writing this chapter made me a little uncomfortable, and the strokes may be a little too detailed, so you can just read it.

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