The Sick Villain is Crazy and Wild: Unlimited Traveling Through Books for Freedom

"Little doctor, are you still running away?"

Mu Han played with Luo Yichu's palm with downcast eyes, and asked what Xiangzi said last night.

"Don't run away."

Now that this is the case, if he wants to escape again, he will be out of his mind.

"good."

Mu Han approached him like a reward, and kissed Luo Yichu's ears lightly on his lips, only to see the little doctor's body stiffen, and he leaned a little in his arms.

"Lolo is different from them.

Luo Luo is human, and I have a gold medal for avoiding death.

But Luo Luo is not good, so he has to be punished to improve his memory. "

Mu Han kissed his earlobe from behind his ear, and his lips rubbed against the earlobe.

"I don't like the smell on Luo Luo's body. I'll take Luo Luo to wash it off."

Mu Han stood up holding Luo Yichu with one hand, and unbuttoned Luo Yichu's clothes with the other hand.

Luo Yichu wanted to resist, but now that Mu Han was madly criticizing him, he decided to stabilize his emotions.

Definitely not cowardly.

Mu Han ran his fingertips across his skin and undid the buttons one by one.

The clothes were stripped and scattered all the way.

By the time he got to the bathroom he was like an egg out of its shell.

Mu Han carried Luo Yichu to the bathroom mirror, scanning him in the mirror.

"Thin."

Luo Luo was already thin, but after going out, she became even thinner.When he comes back this time, he will make him fat and white.

Luo Yichu:?

He lived a happy life outside, and felt that he was still fat, but in Mu Han's eyes, he was actually thinner.

Looking at Mu Han's distressed eyes, Luo Yichu fell into deep thought for a moment.

Is he really skinny?

Taking advantage of the little doctor's meditation, Mu Han opened the Yuba's head.

The water droplets wet the two of them, Mu Han pinched the back of the little doctor's neck and helped him wash it a little bit.

Mu Han rubbed his calloused fingertips over his skin, it was crisp and itchy.

The bathroom was filled with hot air, and soon a layer of fog covered the front of the mirror, and the figures of the two could be vaguely seen in the mirror.

Water drops fell, wet Luo Yichu's cheeks and hair.

The hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, he raised his hand to brush away the obstructing hair, and saw Mu Han supporting his chin, tilting his head slightly.

Mu Han's lips rubbed against the little doctor's lips, and the hand that landed on his chin lightly stroked his neck.

The slender finger pulp with thin calluses swept across the little doctor's Adam's apple.

"Kouwu..."

Mu Han's hands washed along the collarbone, rubbing his snow-white skin little by little until there was a hint of red.

When the whole body was cleaned, Luo Yichu leaned forward weakly and leaned against the mirror in front of him.

Mu Han hugged Luo Yichu's waist, leaned over and sniffed at his neck, like a prey patrolling its territory.

"It's great, it's all in my scent."

Just when Luo Yichu thought it was about to end, his hoarse and deep voice came again: "Luo Luo, it must smell like me inside and out."

When Mu Han approached, Luo Yichu frowned in pain, and grabbed his arm around his waist to scratch a few scratches.

Sure enough, there was still no escape.

(*?????)

The water droplets from the head of the Yuba fell on the floor.

Between Luo Yichu's brows, cold glasses were put on.

The blurry figure in the mirror gradually turned into a person.

"Um…"

Luo Yichu's consciousness was chaotic, and he wanted to vomit.

Mu Han's deep voice rang behind his ears: "Luo Luo, call me."

Luo Yichu pursed her lips and said nothing, and was punished a little.

The bright red lips parted slightly, and another layer of mist was breathed on the lens.

"Twilight... cold."

After saying this sentence, consciousness gradually blurred.

When Luo Yichu woke up again, it was already the next afternoon.

The light outside was faintly visible through the heavy curtains.

Why doesn't Mu Han pull the curtains?

Luo Yichu wanted to get up and pull the curtains, but before he could sit up, he heard the sound of iron chains rattling.

Luo Yichu:?