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

Feng Lu woke up early in the morning and Jiang Que was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Water resources are precious in Doomsday. Except for a few high-rise rooms that provide water, you have to report to use water for bathing in other places. Even where Feng Lu lives, he does not have such treatment.

Feng Lu was sleeping on his stomach on the pillow, with the quilt covering his waist, revealing his muscular shoulders and running down his body line, which were covered with marks left by others.

It doesn't hurt, it just looks scary.

Feng Lu woke up and heard the sound of water. He tried to open his eyes and tilted his head to the other side.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, and a man with a moist body came out wiping his head with a towel. He was not wearing a shirt, just a simple bath towel.

Seeing Feng Lu wake up, her beautiful eyebrows curved for a moment, and she casually put the towel around her neck, walked over, bent down, and kissed Feng Lu's cheek which was stained with sleep marks.

"Good morning, team closed, do you want to take a shower? There is hot water."

The young boy had curved eyebrows and his silver hair was wet with water, flowing down his slender neckline, like stains of sweat, telling of the worker's hard work, just like last night.

Since returning to the base, Feng Lu has been busy with endless trivial matters every day. He doesn’t know what he is busy with, but he is very busy.

It is rare to have a quiet rest like now.

Feng Lu had just woken up and didn't want to talk much. Jiang Que didn't force him to respond. He sat beside the bed and wiped his hair with a towel.

Feng Lu was still lying there. Because he was bored, he raised his hand and hooked Jiang Que's right hand closest to him, pinching his fingertips one by one.

Jiang Que's hands were clean and beautiful because he had never done heavy work, unlike Feng Lu's hands which were covered with calluses from years of handling knives and guns.

Feng Lu held his right hand, and Jiang Que used his right hand to wipe his hair.

Seeing him lying on the bed staring at her hand in a daze, she suddenly smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Like it? I'll cut it off and give it to you."

"..."

Feng Lu's eyes darkened instantly, he glanced at him coldly, and shook his hand away in disgust.

"Do not care."

I'm afraid I'll be scared to death.

Whose good person sends his hand after sleeping.

It's your idea.

Jiang Que is a pervert. Feng Lu really believes that this guy can do it. He might even tie a bow on his hand and then calmly choose a gift box.

A calm and sentimental pervert.

This is not the first time Feng Lu has suffered a loss.

"Not rare?" Jiang Que smiled, and his hand that was thrown away slid into the quilt. He looked at Feng Lu and his expression suddenly changed. He leaned closer to Feng Lu and said in an especially gentle voice: "Captain Feng is not rare, but there are many places that are rare."

"You!!" Feng Lu frowned, his fingers dug deeply into the pillow, but he didn't say the harsh words he wanted to say in the end.

Jiang Que opened the quilt and turned over, pulling the person down. The water that was not wiped dry on Jiang Que's head condensed into beads, which dripped down the tips of his silver-white hair and onto Feng Lu's lower back, making him feel bone-chillingly cold.

Jiang Que finally covered him, bit the back of Feng Lu's neck, and grappled with his hands on both sides of his head, leaving Feng Lu no chance to resist.

...

Feng Lu slept for a while again.

His mission is to protect Jiang Que. As long as the person he is protecting doesn't get up, he can still rest.

Feng Lu just dozed off for a short while, and only became happy when Jiang Que came out of the shower and blew his hair.

Hesitantly hugged Jiang Que from behind, and after thinking for a long time, he dared to ask him: "Last night... why? Didn't you say that our deal was over?"

Feng Lu didn't want to ask, for fear of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear.

But I couldn't help but be curious.

Because he wanted to know why this person suddenly changed his mind.

No other meaning, just being a bitch.

Jiang Que stopped blowing his hair, turned off the hair dryer, and looked back at him: "Really want to know?"

There was no emotion in the boy's eyes.

"Yeah." Feng Lu hugged Jiang Que tightly from behind, buried his nose in Jiang Que's neck and rubbed it quietly, greedily smelling the faint scent of shower gel on his body.

Jiang Que simply lowered his eyes, and his brain quickly compiled several plans. Finally, under the recommendation of the system, he chose one: "Because I haven't surpassed you enough."

Jiang Que turned around, put his hand on Feng Lu's waist and slid down, finally patting it, looking at Feng Lu's shocked eyes, and slowly raised his lips: "It feels good, I like it very much."

"..."

"Captain Feng, do you want to negotiate another condition with me?"