The sick and weak beauty is caught in the infinite Shura field

He leaned slightly and lowered his head, half-covered his eyelids, staring straight at Lin Zhaoyun.

Lin Zhaoyun grabbed the opponent's hair in a panic.

The thin white fingertips grabbed the hair, but they didn't dare to use force for fear of offending the other party, so they could only half-grab and push back.

The itching from the scalp made Lance's heart beat wildly.

Mixed with some kind of clean fragrance emanating from Lin Zhaoyun's body, it smells very good.

"What do you smell like?"

Lin Zhaoyun's soft hair and curled eyelashes trembled wildly, and his voice was weak: "I don't know..."

Lance's voice was so hoarse that he scared himself: "So, Lin Zhaoyun, is this how you found the "host"?"

Lin Zhaoyun was frightened to death by Lance who suddenly appeared with a scalpel, and spent a lot of energy hiding.

The corners of his eyes were stained with wet tears that he almost cried out, and his eyelashes were shaking with his eyes open, looking terribly pitiful.

The voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was bored in the water, his eyelashes trembled and he said in a daze: "What, what method...?"

But Lin Zhaoyun could still vaguely feel the irony in his words, but he couldn't figure out what the method was.

Facing Lin Zhaoyun, Lance had a weird emotion, he always wanted to restrain but still couldn't avoid it.

This strange emotion made him a little irritable.

He stood up straight and backed away a little bit, condescending, his wet and gorgeous facial features were displayed in front of his eyes, his dazed and terrified beautiful face was strangely gorgeous.

Lance suppressed his rapid heartbeat, lowered his eyelids, and resumed his indifferent and haughty attitude, with the corners of his mouth slightly lifted to reveal a slightly disdainful expression.

"You have only been here for two or three days, and many interesting things have happened."

"If I remember correctly, Anthony and Sigmund had a big fight over you at the welcome party."

"Our Captain Arthur took you to the lounge, what did you do there?"

"Albon wounded several patients because of you, and was almost put in confinement."

"So, what did you do and what method did you use to make them obey you within a few days?"

What words do you follow?Can't be handed over?

That's where it starts!

"Or, have you dealt with them all?"

"I underestimated you, Lin Zhaoyun, it seems that you know how to take advantage of yourself."

[Sisters and family members burst into laughter, scaring us to death, thinking what was going to happen, but I didn't expect it to be a mad dog snatching food. 】

【Ah, no one needs to use it anymore, it’s fine like this. 】

[If there's anything to do, make a fuss, it's just a small fight between young lovers. 】

[Black powder disappearing technique! 】

These words sounded like nothing, but together, they made Lin Zhaoyun extremely embarrassed.

He wanted to argue, but he didn't know where to start from that sentence. He kept biting his lips and argued in a panic, "No, that's not the case..."

Lance strangled Lin Zhaoyun's wrist with one hand, and both hands were clamped together and shackled above his head.

Lin Zhaoyun was frightened by the sudden movement, and kicked her thin white legs, but it was useless.

The vacant iron frame creaked under Lin Zhaoyun's refusal, and the gloomy and unclear light in the archive room added to the sense of oppression.

On weekdays, few people would come to the archives room.

No one can interrupt this delicate and utterly unequal confrontation.

After a while, Lin Zhaoyun lost his strength. He realized his own strength and leaned against the wall limply. Straight into curled up.

Lance lowered his wrist slowly, and his chest leaned forward again, making Lin Zhaoyun's breathing difficult.

"What's not, you are famous in the hospital, you know? Lin Zhaoyun."

"I know you are stupid, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. You didn't know how to hide it properly, but let everyone see that you are beautiful, weak, and easy to get?"

His tone was slow, mixed with jokes, but there was a trace of anger that he didn't understand: "I'm afraid you know that the patients in the whole hospital are going crazy now, trying to get you, if one day the hospital Rules are broken and you get miserable."

Lin Zhaoyun's eyelashes trembled wildly, panicked and frightened: "I will, what will happen?"

Lance leaned close to Lin Zhaoyun's ear, and lightly pressed his palm on his shoulder.

He said a very long, nasty description that made Lin Zhaoyun extremely horrified.

"Those people will do these things to you."

Lance felt the strength of the fingers pressing on his shoulders become a little stronger, and the fingertips were trembling and sticky grabbing his collar, especially when he heard certain key words, the force was even stronger.

"Listen clearly? Do you want me to repeat it?"

Lin Zhaoyun's scalp was numb, a fine layer of cold sweat covered the tip of his nose, his eyelashes trembled slightly with his movements, and the tips of his ears turned red unknowingly. Once his extremely white skin was dyed, it would be very eye-catching: "I heard clearly..."

"Did you really hear clearly?"

"Um……"

"Then let me listen to you."

what?

Lin Zhaoyun raised his head to look at him in disbelief, the lashes around his eyes were trembling, filled with water, as if he was about to shed tears after saying a few more words.

Lin Zhaoyun couldn't say it: "I, I can't say it..."

"Tsk, disobedient." Lance's pressure on Lin Zhaoyun's shoulder suddenly became heavier, causing him a little pain, and he hummed vaguely.

Lin Zhaoyun sat on the shelf, his fingers curled up and down, his little face was all pale, and he was a little dazed with fear.

"It seems that you didn't hear clearly, may I tell you again?"

He was really about to cry, with a slightly wet cry in his breakdown, and his palms slapping his shoulders indiscriminately.

"I heard it! Your ears are broken!"

"That's not going to happen..."

Lin Zhaoyun was a little emotionally broken. In a panic, he accidentally pulled off a button on the shirt of Lance's white coat, and the collar slipped off. His fingertips seemed to be scalded by the body temperature, and he quickly closed them tightly.

[It's numb, it's fine if you can't see the photos.Is there anything that my distinguished fried chicken vipppp can't listen to? 】

[A lot of money begging for the audio of the doctor's wife just now! ! ! 】

[I'm afraid that we won't hear what he said!It's the kind that needs coding! 】

【Day, I want to hear it even more. 】

The temper tantrum that had accumulated just now was suppressed in an instant, and he felt ashamed and flustered after losing his temper.

He lowered his eyelashes and said guiltily, "I didn't do it on purpose..."

"It turns out that she is not only stupid, but also has a big temper."

Lance was not angry at all when he lost his temper. Instead, his heart was itchy and his back was numb.

He opened the fingers holding the button, and within the time of saying a word, the soft flesh of Lin Zhaoyun's palm was pierced with a red mark by the button.

It is so easy to leave marks, no wonder it will be like that on the first day of treatment.

Lance rubbed the red mark viciously with his calloused fingers, which were used to grasping the scalpel. Lin Zhaoyun reflexively closed his five fingers and completely closed his fingertips.

After realizing that something was wrong, he quickly let go.

The corners of Lance's eyes drooped slightly to feel the tenderness of his fingertips, and he pressed his throat again.

"It seems that you have taken the medicine seriously, and the symptoms are not obvious."

Lin Zhaoyun was still nervous, seeing that Lance changed the subject, he immediately responded with a soft "hmm".

The atmosphere eased a bit, Lin Zhaoyun wanted to leave here, but suddenly thought of a question, which made him feel a little bit stunned.

"What was... in that glass jar just now?"

Lance raised his eyebrows for a moment, and he seemed really stupid. He didn't even want to mention it, but he insisted on it.

He grabbed Lin Zhaoyun's chin with his thumb and index finger and lifted it up, "What do you think it is?"

Lin Zhaoyun's face turned pale before he realized what stupid thing he had done.

But since they were all asked, he could only bite the bullet and continue, "It's Joey's..."

"Yes." Lance admitted directly.

Lance looked at Lin Zhaoyun's wrinkled facial features, where his eyelashes were shaking, and sneered angrily: "You think I killed him?"

"Isn't it? Just now that... that... eyes..." It took Lin Zhaoyun a long time to coherently say this sentence.

Lance snorted and said with disdain: "It's too dirty, such a violent and unaesthetic technique is not my style."

Lin Zhaoyun loosened his shoulders for an instant, but the next second he was terrified, so this sentence meant that Lance would also kill people.

"So, it's my turn to ask you, what are you doing here?" Lance brushed away some of Lin Zhaoyun's hanging hair with his fingertips, and looked at his drooping eyebrows, his eyelashes trembling.

"not talking?"

"A task?"

Lin Zhaoyun was just afraid at first, but when he heard the word mission, he raised his head in fright, and his palms were wet with cold sweat.

Lin Zhaoyun: 886, what did he just say, does he know...

886 was also taken aback: Impossible...

"Is it someone who gave you a mission to come here to steal something, pretty Mr. Thief."

Hearing Lance's last words, Lin Zhaoyun came back again, but he didn't dare to be too obvious, and could only say vaguely: "No, I'm just..."

Before he finished speaking, a vague voice pierced into the ears of the two of them, and it seemed to come from the stairwell connecting the first floor to the basement.

The voice called out a few more times before he finally heard it clearly.

"Recruitment, are you down there?"

The voice was coming to him soon, and Lin Zhaoyun was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and he had a flash of inspiration: "I, I came to help Arthur get things!"

Arthur just pushed the door open at this moment, and Lance turned his head to look at it. Lin Zhaoyun just took advantage of the loophole and got out of his shackles to pick up his shoes.

Arthur's expression was startled for a moment, then he gritted his teeth: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"What were you doing just now?"

Lin Zhaoyun squatted down to put on his shoes, and for a moment his narrow waist was exposed. He raised his head and saw Arthur walking up to him, his tight jaw was terribly sharp.

You can almost hear the sound of Arthur gnashing his teeth.

……

Lin Zhaoyun didn't dare to look back at Lance, Arthur pinched his wrist and walked out. Arthur was tall and walked fast, so he could only trot along and left the building.

"Arthur, Arthur, slow down, I can't run anymore..." After running a few more steps, Lin Zhaoyun began to pant, out of breath, intermittently.

Arthur was very angry, but when he saw the little Lin Zhaoyun panting, his face flushed and begging him with eyelashes down, he felt that he should be so delicate, and he couldn't bear to be fierce to him, so he slowed down.

But when he saw that Lin Zhaoyun's face was stained with tears and pink, his face darkened instantly.

"What were you doing just now?" The two walked under a tree, Arthur fixed Lin Zhaoyun between the tree and his body with both arms, making him a little out of breath,

Lin Zhaoyun's face was pale, and when he looked up, he saw Arthur's gloomy face, which happened to be backlit again, which was terribly frightening.

Yesterday, he promised Arthur that he would come to him at noon, but he used Arthur's name to come here and was caught.

This can't be explained at all.

"Speak, move." Arthur's voice suddenly softened, but his expression was even more terrifying, with a kind of horrifying indifference, his eyelids were slightly closed, and he stared at Lin Zhaoyun.

His changes frightened Lin Zhaoyun for a moment, and his sixth sense told him that if he didn't make up anything, some big problems might happen.

Arthur stretched out his hand to catch the drooping little face. Lin Zhaoyun was stronger than anyone else, so he could only let him hold it.

The barrage also became tense.

[Damn, I thought it was an idiot, but it turned out to be a sick girl? 】

[This guy probably has a good idea of ​​the name of our baby in his mind, and now he is wearing a cuckold hat on the bed (bushi!)

"I was going to find something inside..." Lin Zhaoyun lowered his eyelashes, his little head was running fast, and lied in a low voice: "Then Dr. Lance happened to be there, and I was caught by him..."

"You'd better not lie to me." Arthur stared at Lin Zhaoyun's face firmly, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a frighteningly gloomy look.

Arthur could feel the other person in his arms tense all over, with a terrible expression on his face.

Arthur squinted at him, as if thinking about what he said, and suddenly had a strange expression: "Are you... trying to steal something?"

what?

Lin Zhaoyun raised his eyes and looked at him with trembling eyelashes, opened his mouth to say something, thinking of the reports he had read on the news before.

Some thieves have developed a habit, can't quit petty theft, can't control themselves at all, and often steal five or ten yuan as soon as their hands itch.

Lin Zhaoyun answered him vaguely in a small voice: "Well..."

After speaking, he quietly raised his eyes to peek at Arthur's face, fearing that he would be slaughtered for no reason.

"You... don't believe me?"

Lin Zhaoyun's beautiful facial features seemed to be wet with tears, the corners of his eyes were wet and red, and the tip of his nose was pink, which fell into Arthur's eyes and he was so obedient.

"I believe."

……

The two walked out, Lin Zhaoyun slowly exhaled the breath that was suffocating in his chest, wouldn't this game really make people short-lived, he was scared to death every day.

Because of being overly nervous, Lin Zhaoyun's head was stunned for a while, and he seemed to be in a trance.

Lin Zhaoyun asked 886: Just now...is what Lance said true?

886: [What did you say? 】

Lin Zhaoyun stammered: That's what he said, oops, I can't say it...

886 imitated Lance's tone: [Did you know that there is a small prison in the East District, where those patients will lock you up, don't give you food, don't give you clothes, don't let you sleep, only let you... ...]

Lin Zhaoyun immediately interrupted him: You are not ashamed!

886: [?You made me say it. 】

Lin Zhaoyun was interrupted by him and even forgot what he wanted to ask. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was led by Arthur to the door of the lounge.

Arthur dragged him in, turned around and closed the door.

He closed the door and walked slowly to Lin Zhaoyun. Lin Zhaoyun stood there with his eyes downcast, his face dazed. He rubbed his thick palm on the back of his delicate neck. The skin of Lin Zhaoyun's back was densely packed with small bumps. When he raised his eyes , the light blue pupils met Lin Zhaoyun's, bottomless.

"Zhao Zhao, do you know? The map I put beside my bed is gone."

Lin Zhaoyun's voice trembled a little: "...I don't know."

After speaking, he subconsciously touched his side with his arm.

The elbow touched a little bit of cardboard, and I was shocked, and the map was clipped here.

Lin Zhaoyun: I won't admit it... But, can I?

886: [You... try? 】

Lin Zhaoyun's eyes drooped, and he pursed his lips hard. The beads of his lips turned white for a moment and then dyed back to pink. His eyelashes trembled, "Are you suspicious of me? Just because I'm a thief?"

"I didn't take it..."

His voice has never been loud, especially when he is lying, it will become very soft and muffled.

"I didn't take it, you don't believe me..."

Lin Zhaoyun was so nervous when he told a lie, he caught a glimpse of Arthur's softened expression, felt that he could hide the truth, and added another sentence sensibly.

"If you don't believe me, you can come and search..."

Arthur even heard Lin Zhaoyun's added words, his chest trembled very quickly, and his eyes fell directly on Lin Zhaoyun's soft waist.

The last time Lin Zhaoyun fell on his folding bed and opened his clothes accidentally.

A narrow waist was exposed, covered with a thin and delicate texture, he thought, the tiger's mouth would probably sink into it with a light grip.

Arthur suppressed his weird heartbeat, like a dog smelling of meat, his thumbs strangled Lin Zhaoyun's wrist, pulling the distance between them closer.

"Okay, I want to search for you."

Lin Zhaoyun's wrist seemed to be scalded, from the wrist all the way to the fingertips.