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

Lin Zhaoyun thought for a moment: what did he say?

886 is still great to read: 【He wants to marry you. 】

Lin Zhaoyun was so angry that he felt that 886 did it on purpose. He knew what he meant by asking, so he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him.

Lin Zhaoyun lost his temper a little: You speak well!

886: […]

Arthur didn't notice that Lin Zhaoyun's expression was completely blurred.

He only thought that Lin Zhaoyun was so obedient, and his whole body was soft and fragrant. When he surrounded him and entered the room just now, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Seeing those little legs swinging on the edge of his bed, half leaning on his own bed, stained with his smell, surrounded by beautiful clothes.

He even thought about the honeymoon after marriage, he would be with Lin Zhaoyun in the sea, in the hotel, in the garden...

Lin Zhaoyun hugged her shoulders, bit her lip, trembling, her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't speak.

Lin Zhaoyun finally regained his senses from the bewilderment, and Arthur leaned over at some point, his crazy handsome face became a little distorted, half kneeling on the edge of the bed, his eyelashes drooping slightly, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

After Lin Zhaoyun realized it, he sat up slowly, his whole body had turned red, and he couldn't understand what happened before him.

He could only lower his head softly, the tips of his ears were so red that it was unreasonable, staring at his fingertips that were curled up in embarrassment as they clasped the fabric randomly, speechless.

"Can I sit down?" Arthur finally realized that Lin Zhaoyun seemed a little shy. He scratched the back of his neck, a little annoyed that he was too impulsive.

Before Lin Zhaoyun answered, he couldn't wait to sit down.

Arthur's high temperature was transmitted through his not-so-thick guard uniform, and transmitted to Lin Zhaoyun from the lightly touching shoulder.

Lin Zhaoyun only felt that the shoulder was getting hot, and subconsciously wanted to shrink the shoulder away a little, but it was the head of the bed.

He just chose to sit near the head of the bed in order to better steal the map.

Now it's like being surrounded by Arthur, trapped on one side.

Lin Zhaoyun was extremely nervous, and Arthur seemed to have some unknown hobbies.

Now the other party's object of interest seems to be himself.

Others are stupid.

Arthur turned his face sideways. Lin Zhaoyun's half-drooped eyelids and constantly fluttering eyelashes made him breathe rapidly. He suppressed his Adam's apple with extreme restraint, and said softly, "Are you listening?"

Lin Zhaoyun's head drooped even more, his lips moved, his lips and lower lip opened and closed, and his voice was vague and soft: "I'm listening, I, I've only known you for a few days, what are you talking about?" Woolen cloth……"

He was almost dying of embarrassment.

Arthur leaned down and raised his face sideways, looking up at Lin Zhaoyun's small face that was almost embedded in his collarbone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you must think I'm a bad person. I fell in love with you at first sight, and let you wear pink, and said I like you, and want to marry you, and want to let you wear it on the wedding night..."

"Let you wear pink..."

"Stop talking..." Lin Zhaoyun's toes caught fire from his shoes, and he couldn't help it, so he covered his mouth with both hands.

Arthur didn't expect Lin Zhaoyun to do this either. His soft palms were pressed against his face, and the tip of his nose instantly overflowed with his scent.

His pupils shrank, and he squeezed Lin Zhaoyun's wrist hastily and anxiously.

Lin Zhaoyun felt his palms were hot and wet, and he let out a short "ah", but he wanted to withdraw his hand but was squeezed tightly. He grabbed the opponent's arm with the other hand, and his fingertips were burned by the coiled veins.

Arthur clung to it like a dog smelling meat.

Suddenly scattered footsteps came from outside, which made Lin Zhaoyun's shoulders tremble in fright, and he hid to the side.

"Dinner is ready, Captain."

Lin Zhaoyun seemed to be saved, and quickly looked at Arthur.

Arthur withdrew Lin Zhaoyun's hand, saw that his palm was wet, his breath trembled, he still didn't let go, took Lin Zhaoyun's wrist, and asked him very intimately: "Zhao Zhao, are you hungry?"

[Who asked you to call Zhao Zhao, can you call Zhao Zhao! ? 】

[It is estimated that the child's name has been thought up in this pervert's mind, right? 】

[Reproductive isolation, impossible! (squinting smile)]

[□□ You laughed me to death!How about addressing the issue of gender first? 】

……

Lin Zhaoyun was taken by Arthur to the cafeteria in the security area, where the conditions are much better than those in the patient area.

Just now while Arthur was tidying up the bed, Lin Zhaoyun carefully avoided Arthur's sight, stole the map, folded him up and pinned it to his waist, but there was no sound of the task being completed.

886 prompts: [You see that the content is counted, the system has judgment rules. 】

Lin Zhaoyun lost his temper with 886 just now, as if he had completely forgotten about it, he talked to him very intimately: Oh, that's it.

886 murmured in a low voice: [It's so coaxing. 】

Lin Zhaoyun: What?

886: [No, go eat your meal. 】

In the cafeteria of the security area, interested eyes from everywhere made him feel like sitting on pins and needles, curling his fingertips and bowing his head, only daring to stare at his own toes.

The meal served today consisted of steak, eggs, salad and some mashed potatoes.

Lin Zhaoyun frowned completely, facing the mashed potatoes in front of him.

Anyone who eats mashed potatoes will feel sick.

He secretly pushed aside the mashed potatoes, ate the steak with small bites, his white teeth fought against the tendons of the meat, the tip of his nose was wrinkled, and he finally bit off a piece, leaving a row of neat bite marks on the steak.

Why is everything small, narrow waist, palm-sized face, small earlobes, soft fingertips, and even the mouth that is gnawing on steak is only a little bit big, obedient and weak.

"Eat slowly."

Lin Zhaoyun couldn't bite down on this piece of steak, so he could only chew along the sides, with the tip of his tongue hooking the meat from time to time while sending it into his mouth.

Not only Arthur stared straight at him, but the other guards sitting not far away almost paused for a few seconds to look over.

Arthur's expression turned pale, and the stares of the other guards made him very unbearable. He grabbed Lin Zhaoyun's meat, cut it open with a knife, and handed it to Lin Zhaoyun again.

Lin Zhaoyun was a little baffled, why did he get angry all of a sudden?

Seeing Lin Zhaoyun shrug his shoulders, Arthur immediately apologized: "I'm not mad at you."

Lin Zhaoyun chewed the meat and answered him vaguely, and thanked him obediently.

After dinner, Lin Zhaoyun said he wanted to leave, and it was almost time to go back to the ward, so he refused to go back to his lounge with Arthur.

"Then you come to see me at noon tomorrow." Arthur had to wait for Lin Zhaoyun to agree before letting him go.

Lin Zhaoyun had no choice but to say "hmm" very reluctantly, "Then don't give me that again..."

The two separated at the gate of the security area. When Arthur returned to the house, he slowly found a small corner and pulled out the map.

A reminder that the task was completed finally sounded in my mind.

Lin Zhaoyun: 886, do you think Arthur took the photo for me?

In fact, Lin Zhaoyun had doubts about Arthur just now, because he mentioned "photos" in his words, but he should not be able to take pictures of the bathroom, so the suspicion has diminished.

I received photos several times, and Arthur was not there before and after.

Then the most likely person is someone who has the ability to get the photo from Arthur.

……

Back in the dormitory, only Sigmund was there, Lin Zhaoyun didn't dare to look at him, and got into his small stool along the side of the bed.

He seemed to be going to the bathroom. Seeing that he was coming, Lin Zhaoyun shrank his shoulders and leaned in.

He stopped suddenly, and Lin Zhaoyun suffocated immediately, thinking that the other party was going to find fault with him again, or insult him with ugly words.

Sigmund suppressed the weird heartbeat, and suddenly asked a nonsense, "What did you eat?"

"What?" Lin Zhaoyun looked blank.

Sigmund seemed to be unintentional, and his fingertips brushed the corner of Lin Zhaoyun's mouth, and the seemingly invisible touch almost melted his fingers.

"Here, it's not wiped clean."

Lin Zhaoyun's face turned red, and he quickly took out his small handkerchief and wiped his lips vigorously.

The skin of his lips seemed extraordinarily thin, the tip of his tongue licked off the grease, and the corners of his mouth were stained red and wet.

"Is this all right?" Lin Zhaoyun raised his eyes and asked with trembling eyelashes, looking obedient.

Sigmund stopped breathing for a few seconds, and his chest and heart beat violently for a moment, but he said with a cold face, "Um..."

He quickly looked back, but felt that Lin Zhaoyun's face was red and pink, and it was very beautiful. He walked into the bathroom inexplicably, and the sound of water came from inside from time to time.

Lin Zhaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on the bed, and began to sort out the tasks.

He's only been here for a few days, but it seems like it's been a few years, and he really wants to end it quickly.

Counting with his slender fingers, it is only 530 points now, and there are still nearly [-] points to pass the level. He must take the initiative to attack.

The mission of the society has no clue, Joey's death cut him off, so only the task of collecting cases remains.

Lin Zhaoyun's heart moved, and he took out the map from under the pillow, and found a small room in the upper right corner, which read: Archives Room.

right here!

He rejoiced in his little victory.

Suppressing his mood, he set his eyes on the map again, reached for the pencil on the bedside and began to plan the route.

After nearly half an hour, Lin Zhaoyun took note of the surrounding buildings and hiding places.

He sat up and stretched, but suddenly stopped. He didn't notice that the bathroom door behind him had opened, and Sigmund happened to come out.

Witnessed the whole process of Lin Zhaoyun stretching his waist.

The white waist was exposed from under the hem of the clothes. After being stretched, the thin and narrow waist became a little bit fleshy, forming an arc at the waistband.

After lazily stretching, he got into bed, still thinking, he washed for a long time.

Lin Zhaoyun gossips with 886: It turns out that he is a clean person.

886: […]

Sigmund stood there for a while, then slowly returned to his seat, sat down and found that the other party had made his limbs numb.

His broad palms are constantly gripping.

He once had the opportunity to hold that narrow waist with his hands.

……

Lin Zhaoyun already remembered the location of the archives very well. After breakfast, Lin Zhaoyun searched for a place where no one was around, and groped for it.

Leaving the crowd, the whole hospital became a little scary, and the silence was a little chilling.

To enter the archives room, you need to pass through the security area. Lin Zhaoyun wanted to sneak there, but he was discovered immediately.

"Are you looking for Arthur again?" The man smiled ambiguously, and couldn't help looking at Lin Zhaoyun's slender legs a few more times.

"Hmm..." Lin Zhaoyun didn't expect such a development, so he responded vaguely.

The further he walked in, the faster his heart beat, and he took out the map from time to time to look at it to make sure he hadn't made a mistake.

Soon, he found the building where the archives room was located, and the process went weirdly smoothly.

He stood at the door and knocked around, making sure there was no one, and slipped in after a while of trotting.

Basement floor, room 6.

After running for a while, he was out of breath, his calf trembled, he was about to be unable to stand up, and his head was buzzing.

Yi rested on the wall for 2 minutes before he recovered, and waited for a while to make sure that there was no one in the building before going downstairs.

Humid air came from the basement, Lin Zhaoyun groped the wall and walked forward little by little, carefully tiptoed, holding his breath, the first door, the second...

Having found it, she unscrewed the door with trembling thin white fingertips, and slowly pushed the door open.

There are a lot of documents neatly placed in the room, and there is a whole side of cabinets, some are closed and some are open, and the inside is empty.

He quickly began to look for the medical records, and he quickly flipped through the folders, which were divided by ward numbers.

The sound of paper rustling was especially loud in the silent environment, Lin Zhaoyun moved faster and faster, his fingertips trembled more violently, and the tip of his nose was clenched with fine sweat.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing, and an indistinct "da da da" suddenly sounded in the silent environment,

Lin Zhaoyun held his breath to listen, it was the sound of footsteps!

The sound of "da da da" footsteps was unhurried, but it frightened Lin Zhaoyun on the spot.

Because of the volume of the sound, it seems to be slowly coming here!

Lin Zhaoyun was so frightened that he didn't know where to go, and picked a cabinet to go in, but because the cabinet was too small, the door couldn't be completely closed, even if he hugged his knees tightly and curled up completely, there was still a gap.

He could only hold on tightly to the groove in the door of the cabinet.

As time passed, the sound became louder and louder, and the door of the room was pushed open.

After a while, footsteps stopped in front of the cabinet door.

Lin Zhaoyun's heart was beating like thunder, he covered his mouth and dared not breathe, staring at his toes, his small white face was covered with red marks by his fingers, and his soft cheeks were sunken.

As soon as Lin Zhaoyun raised his head, a pair of palms with slender finger bones passed through the gap, and he heard the sound of opening the upper cabinet door, and took out something.

Lin Zhaoyun was stunned.

Those were a pair of eyes running in formalin, and those hands were dragging the bottle, just at line of sight with Lin Zhaoyun, those eyes seemed to be staring at him with resentment.

Fortunately, in the next second, the bottle was taken away by hand, and the sound of footsteps also slowly left.

Lin Zhaoyun's "thump, boom, boom" heartbeat couldn't stop, he curled up his toes, and he didn't come out immediately while hugging his knees.

He didn't know how long it took before he really confirmed that the footsteps were gone, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was still beating fast.

After waiting for a few more minutes, he finally felt relieved, crawled out of the cabinet little by little, rubbed his sore and numb legs, and then stood up grumbling.

In the center of the room is a painting of a night sky, meticulously framed in glass.

A face was reflected on the glass, and that handsome face slowly cracked a smile, facing him.

Fuck! !The man didn't leave!

Lin Zhaoyun opened his eyes wide in surprise, forgot to close his lips, his mind went blank, and he lost his breath.

A pair of arms embraced the trembling Lin Zhaoyun from behind. Lin Zhaoyun's heart was about to jump out of his chest, beating violently, and the other party's voice rang in his ears.

"caught you."

"It's enough to wait, after hiding for so long."

Lin Zhaoyun's hairs stood on end, numb from the soles of his feet to his spine, the scalpel just pressed against Lin Zhaoyun's throat.

Doctor Lance.

[Sloppy!Help! !Help scared me to death!It's this perverted doctor! ! 】

【Why did you wait so long? I also thought it was safe to recruit!Ahhhhh! ! 】

[Come help me! !Anyone can come! ! 】

The black fans who have been watching the screen finally rushed up:

[I knew the doctor was a normal boss!The host has lived long enough! 】

[It's finally coming to an end, it's annoying to watch! 】

Lin Zhaoyun was hugged and couldn't reach the bottom with his toes, so he turned over and put his body on a table.

In this way, the two are face to face.

Lin Zhaoyun suddenly realized that this was the first time he had seen Lance's full face so carefully.

Under the elegant brow bone is a straight nose bridge, connected to deep gray-blue eyes, and the lips are very thin, as if there is no room for others.

Lance's body suddenly leaned forward, and when he came closer, Lin Zhaoyun's continuous breathing hit the tip of his nose.

Lin Zhaoyun was so frightened that he was about to cry, his head drooped and his curled eyelashes trembled, his hands pushed against his chest, and his fingertips grabbed Lance's white coat in a panic, pulling it a little messily.

The voice seemed to be suffocated, and wept wetly: "You, you are so heavy, it hurts me so much, it's on my shoulder..."

Lance's eyelids twitched a few times, numb from his chest to his back.