Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

When Xia Fu and his friends came back from searching for supplies, they found that the two men were not there and the door of the room was still closed.

The other teammates didn't understand and kept asking them where the Feng team had gone.

No one cared why Jiang Que's door was closed.

Perhaps it was because Dr. Jiang had a strange temper. He didn't allow anyone to enter his sleeping room. Closing the door meant he was resting. No one dared to touch this bad luck, lest they anger the first-class Gong and they didn't have the ability to coax him back.

In their eyes, Feng Lu was an extremely powerful and intelligent man with a sexually apathetic look. They would never have thought that their Captain Feng was also sleeping in the room and was being slept with by someone.

Captain Feng and Dr. Jiang are together, and it seems that neither of them looks down on the other. We are thankful that they don't fight.

Xia Fu glanced at the tightly closed door and smiled awkwardly, "Team Feng should have gone out to look for supplies and hasn't come back yet. Let's go out and look for them before it gets dark. Otherwise, if zombies come over, the car won't be able to run without gas."

After Xia Fu's persuasion, the team members felt that it made sense. The Feng team was still outside, so how could they be lazy?

The group of people closed the door again and went out to look for supplies. As for Jiang Que who was still sleeping in the room...

Why would they need protection if they can't even beat the people in their team?

The little waste can only look for supplies honestly and provide more comfortable services to others, otherwise this credit will be lost.

In the room, since hearing the footsteps of his teammates returning, Feng Lu clenched his fists and pressed them to his lips to hold back. The white-haired boy behind him hugged him and pushed him to death again and again.

Feng Lu didn't push the person away until he left. He felt uncomfortable and his sharp eyebrows showed displeasure from beginning to end.

Jiang Que was pushed away violently. He glanced innocently at the man who was looking for his pants, went over to hug him, and said in a deep voice, "Not coming anymore?"

"Well." Feng Lu pried his hand away with a sullen face: "No."

Feng Lu picked up his pants, but before he could put them on, Jiang Que took them back: "Does it hurt? My fault, I'll be careful."

Feng Lu was pulled back onto the pillow. He squinted his eyes and stared at Jiang Que's face. He took a deep breath and argued, "I want to be on top."

He is going to make a general attack!!

This is his character!!

Whose general attack was suppressed? !

Jiang Que smiled, his eyebrows curved: "Okay."

Feng Lu didn't expect Jiang Que to agree so readily, he suspected something was up.

For the next few hours, Feng Lu did not change his position.

As it was getting dark, the escort team came back from searching for supplies and found the door and windows of Dr. Jiang's room open.

The white-haired boy was sitting on the ground leisurely, fiddling with some broken parts.

Their tall Captain Feng stood in front of the cabinet with a gloomy face, sorting out equipment. The atmosphere was quiet, looking strange and harmonious.

There has been less and less food recently, so everyone just nibbled on something and took the time to rest.

Occasionally there are zombies active nearby at night. Now the zombies are upgraded, as if someone is controlling them from behind and constantly evolving them. The teams living in the town dare not make any noise to attract the zombies' attention until they leave, and then they breathe a sigh of relief.

Feng Lu was sleeping in Jiang Que's house. The vigilance he had cultivated over the years woke him up suddenly, and he was ready to fight at any time.

Jiang Que closed his eyes and hugged the man in his arms. He moved down his arm, took the gun from Feng Lu's hand, and interlocked his fingers with his.

In the darkness, he grasped Feng Lu's lips and kissed him several times: "Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."

The man who was hugged by the boy stared at the silhouette in the darkness. His dark eyes dimmed. His other hand, hidden in the quilt, hesitated for a while, and finally rested on the boy's waist.

In the quiet room, without words, the young man opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the person in his arms, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She raised her hand and touched the man's prickly short hair, and finally kissed him on the forehead, and then kissed from his forehead to his lips. Feng Lu, who was no longer sleepy, raised his head and responded.

Jiang Que turned over and unzipped his clothes, and asked, "Is it okay?"

Feng Lu put his hands on Jiang Que's waist, raised himself up and kissed him, his voice was very soft: "Okay."

That night, Jiang Que was more gentle than ever before.

Feng Lu was in good physical condition, so no matter how uncomfortable he felt, he just frowned slightly.