Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

As their breaths intertwined, Pei Yu felt a slight pain on his lips.

The man who was pressing him down and kissing him had no idea what was going on, like a stupid fool.

Pei Yu gently pushed Wen Shenyi's waist with his hand, but heard him groan in pain.

The wet touch of his fingertips was sticky and warm, and Pei Yu then realized that Wen Shenyi was injured.

Wen Shenyi pulled away and licked his lips with a pale face: "What's wrong with you, kid? Why do you poke the wound when you kiss?"

"You need to be bandaged." Pei Yu frowned slightly.

Wen Shenyi said nonchalantly: "It's okay, just a minor injury, uh... why are you poking me?"

His face was covered in sweat from the pain, and he could barely maintain his nonchalant expression.

Pei Yu laughed angrily: "So this is the minor injury Mr. Wen mentioned. Mr. Wen is really strong. He didn't bandage it even though it hurts so much. Oh, then I'll leave. After all, I have helped you."

The young man's expression became cold and distant. Seeing Pei Yu becoming the same as when they first met, Wen Shenyi secretly thought that something was wrong.

Wen Shenyi raised his hand and grabbed Pei Yu's hand. The movement pulled the wound and he grimaced in pain.

"Don't go, don't go. How can a child of your age have such a bad temper?"

Wen Shenyi couldn't help but mutter with a smile: "It's me who's in pain, it's me who's injured, why are you so angry?"

Pei Yu raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid that if something happens to you, the police will arrest me."

Wen Shenyi: "..." You're quite picky.

Wen Shenyi said seriously: "It is definitely not possible to go to the hospital. My identity is not convenient. Of course, the clinic is not allowed either."

Pei Yu nodded to show that he understood: "Then I will go to the pharmacy to buy the bandage materials and I will bandage you."

"You can also do this?" Wen Shenyi was surprised.

I won't stab him to death with a shaking hand, will I?

Pei Yu: "You can also come by yourself."

Wen Shenyi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "...I don't disbelieve you, you can take care of it if you want."

Pei Yu glanced at him, picked up the snacks that were thrown on the ground and stuffed them into Wen Shenyi's arms.

"Why give me snacks?"

"I went to the pharmacy to buy medicine. I was afraid you would be bored, so I left some snacks for you."

The young man waved his hand and walked out of the alley, his shadow stretched out very long.

Wen Shenyi looked down at the mess of snacks in his arms and laughed. Did he treat him like a child like him? He even gave him snacks to coax him.

Wen Shenyi leaned against the wall and relaxed his body. The pain engulfed him like a tide. He tore open a bag of potato chips with trembling fingertips.

While chewing potato chips, Wen Shenyi thought that Pei Yu had better come back soon, otherwise he would faint.

When Pei Yu came back with gauze and other bandages, he saw Wen Shenyi squatting against the wall, looking drowsy with a bag of potato chips in his arms.

He walked over and touched Wen Shenyi's forehead with his hand. Fortunately, he was just sweating and not hot.

Feeling the coolness, Wen Shenyi raised his head and looked at the young man standing against the light. He licked the potato chip crumbs from the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue and said, "If you don't come back, I will eat up all the snacks."

Pei Yu smiled and said: "Eat it all, I'll buy you more."

Wen Shenyi's hand covering the wound was stained red with blood. He forced a smile, his eyes went dark, and he could no longer control himself and fell into the young man's arms.

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He regained consciousness by being awakened by a fragrance. Looking at the white ceiling in front of him, Wen Shenyi blinked.

He subconsciously touched his waist, and when he didn't feel the gun, his eyes instantly turned cold.

His dull consciousness gradually returned. Wen Shenyi's fingertips brushed the bandage, and some fragments of last night flashed through his mind.

The young man’s soft lips, his ambiguous breathing, the narrow alley entrance and the chaotic and blurry light.

Wen Shenyi took a deep breath and put his hand on his forehead.

He was really confused by the temptation of beauty last night. Now thinking about it, it was really strange that Pei Yu appeared in that place.

Is it necessary for college students to run so far just to buy some snacks?

Moreover, his words and demeanor last night were very different from when we first met.

Although I don’t know what Pei Yu’s purpose is, I don’t think he has any malicious intentions.

Just assume that he has figured it out over the past year and decided to follow him.

Wen Shenyi put down his hand and smiled.

He likes pretty and lovable children very much. It's not impossible for him to be a tyrant seduced by a vixen. After all, he has plenty of money.

Thinking of this, Wen Shenyi's stomach began to growl.

He propped himself up and walked to the kitchen following the aroma.

The kitchen is a semi-open design, and the decoration style of the whole room is very simple, which is the fresh style that young people like.

Pei Yu was wearing home pajamas and a black apron tied around her waist. The thin straps were wrapped around her waist, outlining her slender lines.

Because she was cooking, Pei Yu tied the loose hair on her forehead on top of her head with a hairband, revealing her smooth facial features.

good looking.

Also in good shape.

No matter how you look at it, it pleases your eyes.

Wen Shenyi felt like a pervert as he couldn't take his eyes off Pei Yu's face.

Are you really old?

How come he is becoming more and more like a wolf and a tiger?

Pei Yu noticed Shen Yi as soon as he heard him wake up and make a sound. He took the time to look up at the person who was staring at him in a daze and said, "Come and help me pick out the shrimp thread."

Wen Shenyi was stunned and pointed at himself: "Me?"

Pei Yu held the spoon between his fingers and stirred the soup: "Is there anyone else in my room?"

Wen Shenyi sighed: "I am a wounded soldier."

Pei Yu said seriously: "So I didn't ask Mr. Wen to beat the garlic."

Wen Shenyi had lived for thirty years, but this was the first time he helped someone pick shrimp threads.

I thought it was not a difficult job, but the shrimps seemed to be alive in his hands when he grabbed them, and they fell onto the chopping board with a snap.

Wen Shenyi was dumbfounded. This shrimp belonged to Pei Yu, right? How could it slip away so quickly?

He stared at the shrimps and fell silent.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a source of heat behind him, and a pair of white and slender hands grasped his wrists with gentle force.

Pei Yu's clear voice rang in my ears: "Mr. Wen, this is how you pick shrimp threads..."

With Wen Shenyi's gentle force, the young man easily picked out a complete shrimp thread.

Wen Shenyi's eyes widened: "Oh?"

Seeing his surprised look, Pei Yu couldn't help laughing and asked, "Mr. Wen, you've never cooked before?"

Wen Shenyi chuckled twice, trying to save face for his thirty years of life: "No, it's just not very frequent, not very frequent..."

Pei Yu imitated him and said "oh" in a long, teasing tone.

Wen Shenyi ignored his teasing and pushed Pei Yu away by nudging him in the stomach with his elbow.

Pei Yu: "..."

With Pei Yu's guidance the first time, Wen Shenyi found it much easier after a few more attempts.

After finishing everything, Wen Shenyi handed the shrimp to Pei Yu.

"How about it?"

Pei Yu praised generously: "Mr. Wen is awesome."

Wen Shenyi hummed with satisfaction.

Then he realized something and his face froze. He was praised by a child who was so much younger than him?

Wen Shenyi was silent for a while, and when Pei Yu lowered his head to wash the vegetables, he rubbed his head twice.

Pei Yu: "???"