Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"You really fascinate me, baby," Xia Yang bowed his head and took a deep breath on Sha Lang's neck: "You have that indifferent temperament and loyalty to the Federation, but you have to bend over to me I was deeply fascinated by the aura beneath him.”

"If I make peace," Xia Yang suddenly bit Xia Lang's fragile neck: "I won't see you like this, baby."

Xia Yang used a lot of strength, and soon his neck began to ooze blood slightly. He subconsciously stiffened, and then barely relaxed under Xia Yang's slightly threatening eyes.

Xia Ran's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Xia Yang gently attached himself to his lower body and branded a kiss on the wound just now. He could feel Xia Lang's blood vessels tightened because of tension, and then he had to relax because of his eyes and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Xia Lang," Xia Yang's voice rang in his ears, and it took a while for Xia Lang to realize that Xia Yang called him by his name for the first time?

"What do you like about him?"

When Xia Yang said this, an imperceptible fragility and jealousy flashed in his eyes, but before Xia Lang could react, they were all hidden in his casual eyes again.

"What's so good about him? Is it worth you doing this for him?"

Am I not good enough for you?

don't i like you

Why can't you just look back at me?

Everyone thought that Xia Yang was invincible, but no one had seen the sadness and despair in his eyes now.

Sharan was originally just loosely tied on his shoulders. The shawl was untied, revealing his beautiful skin. All he had left was a pair of loose pajama pants, but his face was still as cold as snow, and his face was as cold as snow. Nothing has changed.

"I've never liked Chris," his tall nose was covered with a thin layer of sweat, which seemed to be frosted under the moonlight: "I'm just loyal to the Federation. Chris can't die. He is the only one in the Federation." The SS transforms people."

"That is to say," Xia Yang's hand tightly grasped Xia Lang's hair, as if if he lied, he would bring him up directly: "All the things you were with Chris before were fake?"

"Yes, the President asked me to do everything Chris asked for."

"Including you?" The corner of Xia Yang's mouth curled up slightly, not knowing whether it was happiness or mockery.

"..." Xia Lang didn't answer, but just turned his eyes away from Xia Yang and landed on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the room.

Xia Yang was not angry, instead he laughed. With the moonlight cast from the window, his smile had a faint taste: "Baby, you really make me happy."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed Xia Ran's lips again, and Xia Ran quietly let him kiss. Xia Ran's kiss spread little by little, from Xia Ran's chin to his neck, and then slowly move down...

The moonlight was just right, and Xia Ran's eyes kept staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if in a trance.

"Baby, what are you looking at?" Although it was a question, Xia Yang's slender fingers directly covered Xia Lang's eyes, blocking his sight forcefully.

"No, nothing." Sharon turned his head obediently.

"Here is the castle I built for you, isn't it beautiful, baby?"

Outside the French window a few steps away from them, a man covered in blood stood on the window frame.

The window frame was too narrow, half of his feet were in the air, and he had to grab the decoration outside the castle with one hand to ensure that he would not fall.

On the dark roof, blood trickled down the walls of the castle drop by drop.

When Chris came here, he wanted to see if there were any surviving subordinates, but he just heard such a scene.

Sharon said in person that he never liked himself, and everything before was just a manifestation of his loyalty to the Federation.

Chris originally thought that he would be very collapsed, unacceptable, and might even rush down to question Sharon regardless of the danger, but after the incident happened, he found that he was terribly calm, and his brain could still think of his own escape route , calm and meticulous.

Because the heart is dead, no matter what, it won't hurt anymore.

He knew that he was only a few steps away, the beautiful and delicate man who was like a vampire in the legend of the ancient earth kissed the person he thought about day and night, but he only had the idea of ​​how to escape.

There was nothing but haze and coldness in Chris's eyes, as well as deep hatred.

He took one last deep look at the room below, then turned and left.

He said he was leaving, but in fact he had nowhere to go, no aircraft, no contact with his companions, and he couldn't even get out of this planet, let alone return to the Federation.

With a light leap, he jumped to the top of the castle, from here he could see all the people below, he could see the noisy crowd, teams of guards lined up to investigate every place, and some people went to confirm the situation of the aircraft Make sure he escaped...

Chris turned on his SSS-level unique anti-reconnaissance function, and now he does not exist in all high-tech reconnaissance instruments, and in such a dark night, no one will see that there is a person on the tip of the castle .

He is temporarily safe now, but he doesn't know what to do next. Chris is lying on the roof, looking up at the aircraft that are constantly searching in the sky, taking pleasure in seeing them as stars in the sky, one, two a...

So many, too many to count.

If he could go back, he might go to a court-martial, Chris thought in a daze, how many years does the federal law require him to be sentenced to?

He forced himself not to think about Sharon anymore, he would rather think about some bad jokes or even fairy tales he heard when he was young, such as the little match girl, Snow White, and Cinderella... He The present appearance follows the desperate princess, and the fairy tale tells him that as long as he waits, a fairy will come to rescue him.

"Pfft - what are you thinking?" Chris was about to be amused by himself: "What kind of princess am I?" Not to mention the five and three rough, he is still a big man.

Cinderella's dream is to marry the prince, but his dream is to get out of here alive.

The wounds on his body have not been healed, and at dawn the next day, this place can no longer be stayed, so where can he go?

Moreover, it suddenly occurred to Chris that these fairy tales were also told to him by Louis when he was a child...

"In any case, Cinderella will meet his prince, because fairies were born for him." Louis' voice was serious, not at all suitable for telling fairy tales with ups and downs, and the stories he told were as if they were good. A pool of stagnant water, but Chris actually remembered it until now.

Suddenly, Chris heard the sound of tiles being stepped on. He looked in the direction of the sound, only to find that on the other side of the roof, a man in an imperial uniform was walking towards him.

Chris's sluggish body suddenly tightened up, but he didn't move. He lay quietly on the spot, but his body had accumulated the last bit of strength?

what to do?He was found!

But there seems to be only one person?

If you solve him, will it attract the attention of other imperial soldiers?

Just when Chris was in extreme tension, the Imperial soldier stopped a few steps away from him, and unexpectedly, he gave him a Federation military salute.

Then in the night, Chris could see the man's face clearly, it was a plain boy's face: "Good evening, General Chris, I'm Schur from the Fifth Squadron of the Seventh Federation Army, and I'm here to save you from leaving."

"Who are you?" Chris asked in surprise. He knew that the Seventh Army was the most elite army in the Federation, but it had never fought as a whole—because they were scattered in various places, some were scouts, and some were individual soldiers. , some are undercover...

"Five years ago, I was ordered to come undercover in the Imperial Legion, and now I am an ordinary soldier of the Empire." Seeing that Chris did not attack him, the boy took two steps forward: "I heard the news of your injury and escape. , try your luck to find you, and I will find a way to rescue you."

"Trying luck?" Chris was a little suspicious: "How did you find this place?"

"Because my daily job is to keep the outside of the city wall clean, just now I found blood on the outside of the city wall," Xiuer replied respectfully: "I guessed whether it was left by you, General, so I followed along to find a blood stain on the outside of the city wall." I found it, don't worry, all the blood has been cleaned up."

"Then how can you take me out?" Chris has already believed more than half of it now. If this person is from the empire, there is no need to lie with him here for so long, and report to Xia Yang directly. He believes that Xia Yang will definitely give him A million ways to die.

However, now Xia Yang may still be in the spring night...

Chris closed his eyes to let himself stop thinking about those things. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear again: "What should I do?"

"You come with me..." Xiu Er stretched out his hand towards Chris: "I will take you."

Under the moonlight, his originally ordinary face looked a little cold and clear, exuding a radiant luster.

Am I really waiting for a fairy?Looking at Xiu Er's face, Chris thought in a daze.

"Sure, the Fifth Squadron of the Federal Seventh Legion, reports to you, General."

"I will always be loyal to you, and I will overcome obstacles for you without hesitation."

In the room on the other side, the ambiguous and warm atmosphere quickly heated up. Xia Yang's lips pressed against Xia Ran's. Ling, ambiguous, and sweet are mixed in this kiss, exaggerating the atmosphere of lust.

Suddenly, Xia Yang's movements stopped, he raised his head slightly, looked at the person below him, and exhaled like blue: "Baby, what are you doing?"

Xia Lang's hand was hanging behind his back at some point, and a silver dagger was pointing at Xia Yang's back near the heart.

But Xia Yang was just startled, and then hooked the corners of his mouth, as if nothing happened: "Baby is really a femme fatale, are you going to kill all your men?"

"..." Xia Lang didn't answer, the dagger in his hand had been pushed forward slightly, cutting Xia Yang's skin, blood flowed down the dagger to his hand, and then slowly dripped down the snow-white bed sheet along the arm .

Xia Lang was suddenly taken aback. Although this was something he had planned for a long time, he still felt a little unrealistic when he saw Xia Yang's blood. This was the first time he saw Xia Yang get hurt.

As if nothing happened, Xia Yang remained motionless, not even the smile on his face changed: "Why don't you continue? Baby?"

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I feel like I’ve been writing stabs and stabs in the past few chapters, what kind of interstellar am I writing ==

It will probably be ten thousand tomorrow?I have been shopping with my mother for the past few days, coupled with the tradition of stupid authors who set FLAG down, I still put a question mark...

Thank you Shencha Shincia for throwing a mine, I will try my best to update!