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

Edward's strength was astonishing, he could easily lift Lin Zhaoyun up and press him against the wall with one hand.

Put another hand on his lips.

The slipper fell off with a "click", and the toes tensed to reach the ground, as if to reach, but not fully.

Such a posture made him very insecure. Even though he knew that he could not fall, his body was tense, and the collar was not enough, so he clung to Edward's shoulders.

The shoulders are very wide, and Lin Zhaoyun pawed it, and only used his slender fingertips to paw a little bit on the back, and wrinkled the fabric.

Lin Zhaoyun was in a daze.

He doubted his ears, what he had just heard.

886 reminded him: 【This guy says he wants to satisfy you (#^.^#). 】

Lin Zhaoyun: ...

886: [I guess he wants to be your second husband Σ(⊙-⊙). 】

Lin Zhaoyun was so ashamed that he smoked all over his body: If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!

And that indecent kaomoji.

Austin's little wife had an unbelievably soft torso.

Just like his five fingers, even without any excess fat, they look very thin, but they can still feel plump and elastic when squeezed.

Edward spent a day reading the diary from the beginning several times,

Some places he has seen many times.

At the beginning, Lin Zhaoyun passively accepted everything about Austin, resisted and struggled, and was often half-coaxed and half-forced, and his descriptions were very brief.

Only some adjectives can be used, it hurts, I feel strong, and my stomach feels uncomfortable.

For about a month or so, he began to write more, and he would remember his interaction with Austin a little bit.

Including things he would never have said otherwise.

As if resigned to fate, pale and weak, during that time, I should have escaped a few times, because the diary was interrupted several times in the middle, and after the interruption, there must be a longer diary.

Then it should be impossible to escape, so I really accept my fate.

At the same time, also got a little fun.

The diary is not limited to the bedroom gradually, and Austin's few favorite flowers, lavender, are also replaced by him.

In the period leading up to his death, Austin even sometimes offered to do something.

Probably Austin's request, these things are written in great detail, and there are still parts that Austin will let him add.

Edward's eyes fell on Lin Zhaoyun's pink and beautiful face, his eyelids trembled, his eye sockets seemed to be filled with water, and his lips trembled constantly.

I can't resist, I can only embrace myself so tightly.

Like when he was forced to accept by Austin.

Edward finally knew that he was often said to be very similar to Austin, not only in appearance, but also in other things.

Calm, rigorous, iron fist...

But when I meet some beautiful beauties who especially fit my fantasy, I will have some unspeakable hobby.

As long as he imitated what Lin Zhaoyun did in his diary in his mind, his heartbeat would become extremely rapid.

Edward had never experienced such an experience, so that as soon as these reactions occurred, he felt an unprecedented sense of excitement.

"Edward, I'm so cold..." Lin Zhaoyun's thin pajamas were messed up, and his torso was still warm, exuding that soft fragrance.

Because of the stuck Lin Zhaoyun's speech was slurred, with a sound like uncontrollable water, and even between opening and closing, the tip of the tooth half bit on his finger.

"It's so cold, and my back still hurts..." He said vaguely again.

The tip of his nose was red from the cold, his toes were even a little numb, but the person who was close to him didn't give any temperature. Edward's embrace was not hot at all, it was icy cold.

Pushing Lin Zhaoyun's hand away slightly, Lin Zhaoyun's toes just touched his soft fur slippers, and he was immediately picked up.

With his strength and size, he can hold whatever he wants.

You can even easily hold Lin Zhaoyun with one hand, and do something else with the other hand,

He was wearing Edward's coat, with his neck drooping, his hair sticking to the delicate back of his neck, his eyelashes fluttering from time to time, his hands curled up in front of his chest, and his knees bent.

It is clearly in a state of not wanting to answer, evading, and defending.

Lin Zhaoyun didn't answer, thankfully Edward didn't continue to press him, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the scenery around him was not his bedroom.

It was Edward's room.

Edward stretched out his hand to open the door, and Lin Zhaoyun struggled in panic and panic to get out of his arms.

But in fact, he has long known the disparity in strength, and he can't break free at all.

Seeing Edward carry him into the house, close the door, and put him on his not-so-soft bed.

As soon as he escaped from his arms, Lin Zhaoyun turned around and crawled to the other side of the bed with his waist down, but was soon dragged back by pinching his ankles.

The hand pinching the ankle does not let go.

Edward was condescending, the other party's broad shoulders covered him, and the huge frame almost covered him completely.

Lin Zhaoyun sat half-sitting and let him control her, her long hair was hanging down, and her neck felt a little itchy.

"Didn't you hear what I said before?" Edward lowered his eyes to look at Lin Zhaoyun.

Lin Zhaoyun grabbed the coat he gave him, wrapped it up, and tried to cover everything except his feet. Don't open your eyes and dare not look at him. A weak voice came from below: "I, I don't want to be like that..."

"What don't you want?"

Lin Zhaoyun pursed her lips tightly.

"Speak." Edward inevitably used his usual commanding tone, "Huh?"

The soles of Lin Zhaoyun's feet were pressed down, as if he was a bit intimidating, he was so panicked that he subconsciously answered each other's words one by one.

"I don't want to do what's in the diary..."

"Don't be satisfied..."

"You, you don't have to be better than Austin..."

He said this softly, his voice still had a characteristic wet feeling, and he didn't know what strange color his words had.

Almost instantly, Edward's breathing stopped for a second.

Lin Zhaoyun was very beautiful, the first time he saw him back at the manor, Edward inevitably agreed with this point of view.

He wonderfully fits the aesthetics of Edward, the extremely harsh person whose eyes are above the top and whose gaze never stays on other people's faces for a second.

Edward felt that he should conform to everyone's aesthetics.

"You may not know that Austin and I are very similar, not only in appearance."

He didn't continue what Lin Zhaoyun said, but changed the subject abruptly.

Lin Zhaoyun still had horror on his face, and raised his eyes to look at Edward slightly: "What...?"

Edward met his gaze, and suddenly stepped closer, half-bending.

Lin Zhaoyun was startled and backed away, but his palm slipped, and he fell down on his back. His coat was opened, and the sweet smell wrapped in it overflowed.

"For things that can't be obtained, I do the same as him."

Lin Zhaoyun's eyes widened suddenly, and it took him a while to understand what it meant, before he stuttered and said, "Don't, don't do this."

"When you said no to Austin, did he stop?"

Lin Zhaoyun's face was red and white. Anyway, the more he said in the diary, the more he "wanted".

He curled up in Edward's shackles, biting his lip and shaking his head frantically, not answering this terrible question, with an expression of about to cry, his fingertips turned white when he pressed against Edward's chest.

"Austin just left..." After a while, Lin Zhaoyun found a reason intermittently: "Edward, I'm not ready..."

"I-I'm afraid..."

After Lin Zhaoyun's trembling voice, Edward heard his own strange and rapid heartbeat.

The indifferent gray eyeballs stared at Lin Zhaoyun, and there were a little wet tears on the trembling eyelashes. It was really bad for him to cry.

"I'll give you some time. But it won't be long."

……

After finally escaping from Edward, he wrapped the other party's coat and ran all the way back to the dormitory.

The fireplace in the dormitory has been lit up, and the room is warm. He almost lost his strength, half lying on the edge of the bed and breathing heavily for a while.

He took a shower, changed his clothes, and when he was looking for pajamas, he accidentally found another diary from the dressing room.

Lin Zhaoyun's scalp is numb, could it be Austin's X Love Diary?

But after opening it, it is not. It records Austin's life schedule and personal preferences.

It's like I recorded these in order to please Austin, or it has other functions.

Looking at these handwriting, Lin Zhaoyun's fingertips condensed on the edge of the album.

He hadn't paid attention to a problem before, but suddenly realized it just now, and broke out in a thin layer of sweat almost instantly.

handwriting.

The handwriting in this diary and that X-love diary are very immature, without any sense of dissonance.

It is the place where there is no sense of disobedience, which is the most disobedient place.

The handwriting in the two diaries is exactly the same as his own handwriting.

Lin Zhaoyun: This is also a system...simulated?

886 seemed to hesitate to speak: [Maybe 0.0. 】

Lin Zhaoyun: I haven't written a few words, can the system imitate them?

886: 【ㄟ(▔，▔)ㄏ I don’t understand. 】

Lin Zhaoyun: ...

Can you still speak well!

He has been unhappy with this emoji for a long time, so he went straight to the old account and brought out the matter of smell.

886 retorted loudly: [Having a sense of smell can help you, if there is a fire and there is blood smell, I can remind you if you haven't smelled it! 】

Lin Zhaoyun blinked, and felt that he was right.

Lin Zhaoyun's voice weakened: Well, it's you.

886: ...

Flipping through the diary again, Lin Zhaoyun always felt uncomfortable, and the more he flipped, the creepier he felt, but he couldn't explain why, so he had to put it down for the time being.

I was very tired all day today. After dealing with two NPCs, he just thought about it casually for a while, and the sleepiness seemed to be harsh on people who are not very smart.

He almost put down the diary, fell into a deep sleep and fell into a dream.

……

The sound of pattering rain came from my ears, and it gradually became similar and clear from a distance.

It was that rainy night again.

Under the harsh light, the man walked in slowly, his face gradually becoming clear.

The original dream was all illusory and hazy, but when the other person's face really appeared clearly, Lin Zhaoyun trembled uncontrollably and stood still, with inexplicable numbness and weakness in his limbs.

"Get in the car." A deep voice came from the other side.

After getting into the car, the other party threw a clean towel, and Lin Zhaoyun wiped it slowly.

"Do you know who I am?" the man asked to the wet little pretty curled up on the seat cushion.

Drenched all over, wearing a thin shirt, the shirt sticks to the flesh, and the round shoulders are covered with pink and white through the semi-transparent shirt.

"do not know……"

"But I've seen you." The man suddenly moved closer, with one hand pressing down on his little hand that was hanging on the seat, and the other hand brushing away the wet hair that was sticking to his cheek.

The beautiful and frail face was so terrible and beautiful that it was attractive, and the Adam's apple was depressed for a moment.

The soft fingers under the palm seemed to be curled up in fear, Lin Zhaoyun looked down at him, his eyelashes trembled following the movement: "Do, what to do..."

The man was tall and tall, much taller than the slender Lin Zhaoyun, so close, he almost blocked all the light.

"Still beautiful."

Lin Zhaoyun's dull and blank expression attracted the other party, he grabbed Lin Zhaoyun's chin and kissed him.

Lin Zhaoyun was unprepared, and the sudden shriek was choked back into his throat, pushing against the opponent's chest.

Indistinctly, the inner wall of the mouth touched the opponent's canine teeth, which seemed to be scratched and bleeding, and the mouth was fishy and sweet.

Soon he lost his strength, and his facial features were wrinkled, with a slightly uncomfortable expression, and he was softly restrained.

The car drove at high speed and drove into a manor.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, covering the whole world.

The picture blurred and faded out, and the line of sight seemed to spread out like water ripples, and abruptly changed to another scene.

Lin Zhaoyun was drenched in sweat, his legs were beside his cheeks, and he saw Austin's face through the gap between his legs.

Austin pressed closer, his breath was disordered and his voice was heavy: "Are you still running away? Baby."