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

"What, what?" Lin Zhaoyun held the door open, with a pale face, avoiding Slater's sight.

"It's nothing."

Lin Zhaoyun's undisguised ignorance and shock fell into Slater's eyes, causing him to subtly curl his lips. This frank reaction somehow made his heart beat faster and his mind excited.

He pushed open the door, and Lin Zhaoyun's obstruction was only slowed down for a second. He looked around the room, his eyes resting on the messy single bed.

"Anthony is under siege."

"Now the three parties are fighting wildly, and the two people at the door have also joined the battle. I will take you to a safe place."

After finishing speaking, he squatted down halfway without any explanation, like holding a doll, with his left hand around Lin Zhaoyun's waist and abdomen, and the palm of his hand stuck to the hollow of his lower back.

Standing up again, Lin Zhaoyun's toes left the ground.

He let out a short "ah", afraid of falling, he hurriedly clasped his arms around Slater's neck, tightly grasped the collar of the other's coat with his fingertips, and all the breath he exhaled in panic hit the side of the other side's face.

Slater looked gentle and slender, but he could easily pick him up with one hand, and by the way, he also took the carton of milk that Anthony put on the table for Lin Zhaoyun.

Halfway through, he stopped suddenly and put Lin Zhaoyun back on the edge of the bed. Lin Zhaoyun was caught off guard and lost his center of gravity, and his whole body fell back.

Affected by gravity, Lin Zhaoyun's overly wide trouser legs all slipped to the top of his thighs, behind him was the wall, and his knees almost hit his chin.

Slater took out a pair of white socks out of nowhere, just caught Lin Zhaoyun's feet that were stretched high because of falling on his back, and then lifted him even higher, his knees almost squeezed into his chest.

The bleached white sheets didn't seem as white as those legs.

The fingertips almost melted on this piece of flesh, and Slater's breathing stopped slightly for a moment.

Stry's cold fingertips stretched out the white socks and put them on the tips of Lin Zhaoyun's toes that were about to curl up. His slender fingers slowly moved up, pushing the socks up little by little until they covered the thin and white ankles. .

There are still some fleshy calves, and when the white socks are stretched, a little bit of flesh color can be vaguely seen.

The back of Lin Zhaoyun's foot was slightly numb, starting from the point of contact, and numb all over his body. He blushed and wanted to pull his foot back, but he didn't expect to be let go, but the same thing was done to the other foot the next moment.

"All right."

Slater tugged at the hem of the sock, put him down after making sure he was submissive, and picked him up again.

Lin Zhaoyun's face was flushed with embarrassment, her long eyelashes trembled, and she lay on Slater's shoulder for a long time before saying, "I can wear it myself..."

[? ?Man, did you do it on purpose?The ulterior xp is known to me (I am the same]

【Damn it, I want to wear this product, I want ruajiojio too! ! 】

……

Slater took Lin Zhaoyun back to their dormitory. The front wards were occupied by people, and they seemed to have been cleaned, much cleaner than before.

This should be Slater's stronghold.

After letting Lin Zhaoyun down, Lin Zhaoyun retrieved his little slippers and sat back on the bed with a dazed expression, with the smell of unwashed toothpaste in his mouth.

"Anthony...how are they?"

Slater washed his hands and came out of the bathroom, wiped his hands slowly with a handkerchief, and turned to him: "Are you worried about him?"

Lin Zhaoyun shook her calf on the edge of the bed: "A little bit, after all, they are roommates."

"You have feelings after sleeping together for one night? Are you this type?"

Lin Zhaoyun was stunned by what he said, no matter how dull he was, he felt that he meant something else, but he felt that Slater would not say such a thing: "What, what do you mean?"

Slater showed a gentle smile: "Didn't you sleep in that bedroom together all night, or did he not share a room with you?"

"I think you were quite afraid of him, and you have feelings for him in one night?"

Lin Zhaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't what he thought. Recently in this dungeon, people always said some strange things, which caused Lin Zhaoyun to subconsciously wonder if there might be indecent meanings in other people's words.

"Just a little bit worried..." He pursed his lips, missing that tender steak a little bit.

Slater's thin lips were straight: "Nothing will happen, it's just that there may be a little too many dead people, and they will stop when they get tired."

Lin Zhaoyun nodded, and after a few minutes of silence, he suddenly thought of something: "Well, you, do you still have medicine?"

Slater took off his coat and hung it up. He wore a shirt that looked like Lin Zhaoyun's. He sat next to Lin Zhaoyun, as if Lin Zhaoyun was wearing his oversized shirt.

Wearing the same shirt on them is two completely different feelings.

Slater is the kind of gentle gentleman who looks like a mature man with abstinence.

But Lin Zhaoyun was different, he was originally innocent, but when he wore a big white shirt, he looked even more pure and lustful, and he also had a strange sense of obedience.

It's like if you do something to him, he will only resist symbolically, and he can't push you away. He can only be half-forced and half-forced to give you the reaction you want.

"I don't need to take medicine, you should have read my case."

Slater always sees Lin Zhaoyun at night, and rarely sees him in bright places. He has long known that Lin Zhaoyun is thin, but hugging him is another experience.

The waist, which seemed to have no excess flesh, was so soft that it could almost cover half of it with a palm.

But the place where it shouldn't be thin is not thin either. Lin Zhaoyun sat on the bed, the back hem of the oversized shirt on his body protruded slightly, creating a sense of curvature. With a slight movement, the hem of the shirt would be arched.

Slater tilted his head slightly to look at Lin Zhaoyun.

They always met in the dark, and Slater rarely looked at Lin Zhaoyun in bright light, so his eyes were very serious.

It's not that Lin Zhaoyun didn't notice his gaze, but he didn't know how to react.

He lowered his head and covered his eyes slightly, his fingers were drooping on his legs, and his fingers were twisted together.

Facing Arthur, Lin Zhaoyun could have a little temper, and facing Anthony he would show weakness... But facing Slater, it was like being stared at by the dean, there was nothing but nervousness.

"Your medicine is missing?"

"Well, I suspect that everyone's medicines are gone, so that's why..."

"If that's the case, it's going to be even more chaotic."

Slater's expression was different when he was thinking about things, his lips were straightened, and when Lin Zhaoyun caught a glimpse of his expressionless face, something suddenly came to his mind vaguely.

"That day, that day's orientation meeting, did you go?"

Suddenly, Lin Zhaoyun recalled that at the orientation meeting, he caught a glimpse of a face that was very similar to Slater among the faces of the crowd off the court.

Slater picked up the corner of his mouth: "No, I was in the library that day."

The illusion of disobedience that came to Lin Zhaoyun's mind at this moment disappeared in a flash.

Slater had good taste, and after killing the day, dinner was pasta and shrimp salad, and he didn't even know where to get fresh fruit juice.

……

Before going to bed at night, Lin Zhaoyun went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Slater was brushing and made room for him, but Lin Zhaoyun found that his toothbrush cup and even his towel seemed to have been deliberately taken away.

Because other people's things are still there.

How did the person who took these things know that they were theirs?

Lin Zhaoyun couldn't understand it.

886: [Scent. 】

Suddenly, Lin Zhaoyun's ears turned red again: Is there really a fragrance on my body?

He raised his arm and sniffed, but couldn't smell anything.

886: [Our system doesn't have a sense of smell, but looking at the strength of Anthony and Case, there is, and it should be quite fragrant. 】

Lin Zhaoyun: ...

I didn't ask you to explain seriously here! Hey!

Slater was still washing his face, Lin Zhaoyun went to find the spare toothbrush, only to find that even the contents of his own cabinet had been rummaged.

He had to dig through other people's drawers.

He searched for Anthony's and Sigmund's first, but couldn't find them, and finally opened Slater's cabinet.

His cabinets are getting old and take some effort to pull out.

But when it was able to be pulled out, it all fell out all at once, and a large pile of things fell all over the floor. Lin Zhaoyun immediately squatted down to pick it up, and his fingertips froze instantly.

His eyelashes fluttered, and there was a brief blank in his mind.

These are photographs, all of him.

There are many others that I have not seen.

For example, being forcibly searched by him in Arthur's lounge, unbuttoning his button with trembling fingertips to reveal his white belly, being pressed and threatened by Lance in the file room, saying those words close to the tip of his ear...

These may not have had time to send out.

Give it to himself.

Lin Zhaoyun's back was covered in cold sweat, full of panic but still trying to suppress his fear, he poked his head into the bathroom: "I, I don't have a toothbrush, do you have any spare?"

Asking this sentence made his palms sweat.

"Yes, I'll get it for you."

Slater spat out the water in his mouth, and came out with his upper body bare. He was very white, and he looked colder under the daylight. Lin Zhaoyun lowered his eyes, and his abdominal muscles and disappearing Belly mermaid line.

Usually Slater is not shirtless in the dormitory, and he is also so tightly dressed that it is almost invisible

When Lin Zhaoyun was brushing his teeth, he almost punctured his oral mucosa several times because of shaking hands, his knees were weak, and he couldn't stand up.

Lin Zhaoyun returned to his bed after washing, and Slater also sat on his bed and read books.

Lin Zhaoyun pretended to yawn and said that he was sleepy, and got under the bed, revealing only a pair of wet eyes.

"Sleepy...I'm going to sleep first."

There was a vague "hmm" from Slater.

Lin Zhaoyun originally thought not to fall asleep, maybe at night when Slater fell asleep, he could escape, but after waiting for a long time, the sound of Slater turning the pages of the book kept on, and before midnight, he fell asleep in a daze.

Lin Zhaoyun woke up with a strange feeling.

After he fell asleep, he was very confused, and he forgot what happened before going to bed, until he stretched his legs, the Achilles tendon touched something, and then his ankle was held, he suddenly woke up, and turned to look.

"Slater..."

The moonlight seeps in from the window, his outline is very deep, and he looks flimsy and indifferent when he doesn't smile.

Lin Zhaoyun trembled all over, and the fear spread from the tailbone to the whole body. He gritted his teeth and tried to maintain his composure: "You, why did you come to my bed suddenly..."

"I can't sleep."

Slater's voice sounded very casual and flat, and the next few words seemed to be smiling, but it was like a thunderbolt in Lin Zhaoyun's ear.

"Are you nervous? I think I've been gentle with you all the time."

"Why are you still nervous?"

"Or are you hiding something from me, so you're so nervous?"

Lin Zhaoyun's back was stiff because of his words, and he forcefully pulled out a smile. Although his back was facing Slater, the other party couldn't see it at all.

"You, you are older than me, a bit like my uncle, he was very strict with me when I was young, so I was a little afraid of him, you are very similar to him, so..."

"That's right, but I don't have a fetish for uncles and nephews."

Lin Zhaoyun was at a loss all of a sudden, and asked in a daze, "What, what?"

"Can't you see it?"

Lin Zhaoyun shook his head.

Slater chuckled, as if to explain his confusion: "Why should I collect your photos, be so gentle to you, and willing to spend time to please you?"

Lin Zhaoyun was in a daze all of a sudden, his fingertips were so pale that he couldn't move, he was scratching the quilt tremblingly, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

"Can you let me see now?" Feeling that Lin Zhaoyun was trembling with fear, he rubbed his thumb on the back of Lin Zhaoyun's neck, as if to comfort him a little.

"...What?" Lin Zhaoyun's voice was trembling, as if he was suffocated.

Slater stretched out his hand from behind him, shackles his chin with the jaws of a tiger, the delicate skin filled his palm, his cheeks were sunken by his fingertips, his voice was slow and frivolous, as if he was coaxing him.

"I've wanted to see the look in the first photo for a long time."