The Man Disgusted by Death

At first, Lu Zhao lost his resistance due to fright. He was strangled by Ji Heng with such strength that his ribs were almost broken, the back of his head was imprisoned, and he couldn't even turn his head. Looking at him, wild and terrifying like a beast.

Lu Zhao struggled to raise his right hand which was not restrained by Ji Heng. Normally, he would not be able to match Ji Heng no matter what, but after being resurrected from the dead, his physical strength will be enhanced for a short period of time, which is for him to avoid danger. the second level of protection.

The body in his arms is hot, the lips in his mouth are sweet, the beating of his heart is hitting the other person, realizing who he is kissing, the raging rage in Ji Heng's heart gradually subsides, his breath is heavy, reluctant to part He licked Lu Zhao's lips repeatedly, murmuring the most beautiful name in the world.

"Lu Zhao... Lu Zhao..."

Bang——it was Lu Zhao's right uppercut who answered. Ji Heng's face was missed by the fist, and then an elbow hit his chest. Ji Heng took a step back, and Lu Zhao's leg had already kicked him.

The attack made Ji Heng wake up from his obsession, and his reaction was also very fast. Lu Zhao missed the kick, and Ji Heng grabbed his ankle.Lu Zhao twitched his leg, but was unsuccessful, so he just flew the other leg and kicked it. Ji Heng dodged the attack and then raised his hand, Lu Zhao fell on his back to the carpet.

After falling, Lu Zhao rolled on the ground and rushed towards the door. Ji Heng threw him down from behind. Lu Zhao raised his leg sideways and kicked.

During the fight, Lu Zhao's combat uniform zippered open. When Ji Heng touched his shoulder, he retracted his shoulder reflexively, and Ji Heng pulled the collar down, revealing the white vest inside.Before Lu Zhao rushed forward, Ji Heng took off his combat uniform and tied a knot at his forearm, which actually tied his hands.

"Let me go!" Lu Zhao turned around and roared angrily.

"Don't let it go." Ji Heng turned the person under him around, straddled him to suppress his movements, "Is letting it go gives you a chance to erase this paragraph? Your ability can go back to what it was an hour ago, right?" ? So for this hour, I need to restrict your actions and not let you do anything!"

Lu Zhao's hands were tied behind his back, his upper body couldn't support him, and he couldn't even talk about escaping. He could only retort angrily, "What I do has nothing to do with you!"

"It does matter." Ji Heng pressed his hands on Lu Zhao's shoulders, leaned over and said, "Because I don't allow you to die!" After finishing speaking, he gagged the other party's mouth, not as violent and tyrannical as before, this time the kiss was softer and more lingering , Lu Zhao clenched his teeth and did not let go, and Ji Heng didn't force it, just sucked gently on the other's lips.

After the kiss was over, what greeted Ji Heng was the raging anger in Lu Zhao's eyes.

"You bastard! Why are you?! Uh—" Lu Zhao's mouth was sealed by Ji Heng again.

A few minutes later, Ji Heng let go of Lu Zhao, stroked the red and swollen lips of the person under him with his fingers and said, "Why... because I like you..."

"I don't want you to like it! Well—" Ji Heng kissed again.

"Go to hell—" kiss again.

"Go away—" continue to kiss.

Lu Zhao cursed, and Ji Heng kissed him. Later, Lu Zhao was so angry that he had to close his eyes to stop the protest.

Seeing Lu Zhao stop, Ji Heng also lay down on the carpet and hugged Lu Zhao from behind.

Although the long-cherished wish of holding Lu Zhao in his arms has come true, Ji Heng felt deep sorrow in his heart, and he didn't want to make it like this. Regarding the confession and courtship, he had imagined many situations, and none of them was like this of.In his imagination, that scene must be one of mutual affection and tenderness. He will use all his tenderness to care for this person and let the other person feel his tender affection.

But the reality is that they fought.

Ji Heng didn't know whether to be annoyed or grateful. He won the battle with his genetically modified physique. He tied up the person he liked and successfully prevented the opponent from resisting and escaping.

Is this even courtship?Lu Zhao probably hated himself to death. Ji Heng put his head close to Lu Zhao's neck, sniffed the breath of the other person, and thought to himself: Anyway, I just like you, anyway, I just want to do this to you, and it's useless for you to resist.

Well, Lu Zhao smells really good...

Lu Zhao felt the back of his neck itching to death, and Ji Heng's breath was on his skin, very hot.His hands were still bound, but his legs were actually free. Lu Zhao tried his best to ignore those hateful touches behind him, and began to accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity.

Ji Heng kissed Lu Zhao's neck. The young and elastic skin has a fresh and warm smell. Along the cervical spine, you can feel the muscles in the shoulder blades tense. It is a silent protest. No matter, touch Seeing the round and smooth shoulder of the other party, Ji Heng tilted his head and kissed, took another bite with his teeth, and then stepped back a little to admire the circle of teeth marks.

Since Lu Zhao didn't resist for a long time, Ji Heng's strength in his hands also slackened. As soon as he backed away, Lu Zhao turned over and kicked Ji Heng hard.

No matter how gentle and good-tempered Lu Zhao is, it is impossible for him to tolerate being so insulted.At that time in the spare parts warehouse, he still thought the other party was drunk and angry because he was powerless to resist, but today is different, Ji Heng's behavior is simply humiliating!Therefore, Lu Zhao lost his usual forbearance, he didn't even care about the other party's power status, future punishment and revenge, and only wanted to fight back desperately.

However, the result of the counterattack failed, and he was pressed on the carpet again.

Ji Heng held Lu Zhao down with one hand, and covered his lower abdomen with the other. The kick just now really hurt.

Probably, this is the price of liking a boy, Ji Heng smiled wryly, and he only went to see Lu Zhao seriously after the most painful period was over.

Lu Zhao looked very bad, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, wrinkled combat uniform, torn white vest with some blood stains on it, but even in such a mess, his attraction to Ji Heng was still strong, with heaving chest, tight The tense abdominal muscles are all provoking Ji Heng's nerves.

With a fever in his head, Ji Heng reached out and put his hand into Lu Zhao's vest.

Lu Zhao's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Ji Heng with an expression of disbelief. Tears overflowed from his dark eyes.He can't beat Ji Heng, even if he doesn't consider the background and background, he is far from being Ji Heng's opponent based on his personal strength. He has no way to resist, even... death.

What else can he do?

Lu Zhao trembled and closed his eyes, letting the tears run down his eyes. It was the first time he hated his ability so much. It would be fine if he died just now and didn't come back to life... It would be fine if he died forever...

The hem of the vest was lifted, and his fingertips traced a smooth muscle line. Ji Heng's panting became rapid, his eyes turned to Lu Zhao's face, and then his breathing stagnated.

Lu Zhao cried, tears soaked his eyelashes and flowed down his cheeks.

Ji Heng's movements froze immediately.

What did he do?This is his favorite person. Before today, even if he thought about it in his heart, he was afraid of hurting the person, but he made him cry...

The hand under the vest withdrew, "Don't cry, Lu Zhao—" Ji Heng hugged him into his arms, distressed and flustered, and comforted him at a loss: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Lu Zhao, don't you Is it okay to cry?"

Lu Zhao didn't answer, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were tightly closed, and he refused to look at Ji Heng.Holding Lu Zhao's face in his hands, Ji Heng sighed softly, trying to kiss away the salty tears from the corners of Lu Zhao's eyes.

"Lu Zhao, don't hate me..." Also, please like me.

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"Senior, do you think Lu Zhao will be okay?" Wei Na blinked at Zong Yuan.

"It'll be fine." Zong Yuan said.What can Ji Heng do with Lu Zhaoneng?It was nothing more than revealing his heart or something, although the timing he chose was a bit strange.

"But they have been gone for a long time." Wei Na sighed, "Lu Zhao is not here, no one cooks."

"Any hot fast food is fine. Now it's the competition, so you don't have to be so particular about it." Although Zong Yuan dismissed the junior girl like this, he still misses Lu Zhao's craftsmanship in his heart.What the hell is Ji Heng doing? Will it take so long to confess?

Do you want to go and have a look?

An hour finally passed.

Release the tightly wrapped arms around Lu Zhao, adjust the clothes for him, comb his hair with fingers, and zip up the zipper of his combat uniform.

"Lu Zhao." Ji Heng reluctantly kissed the person in his arms.

Lu Zhao turned his head away and stood up from the carpet. Without looking at Ji Heng again, he opened the door and went out.

Zong Yuan, who was circling outside the door, turned around when he heard the sound, "Lu Zhao, you—" Zong Yuan couldn't continue speaking, and Lu Zhao looked over with dark and empty eyes, with a piercing chill.

Facing the senior whom he once admired and liked, Lu Zhao didn't say a word, and walked around like nothing.

Something is wrong.

Zong Yuan hurriedly went to the door of the captain's room to look in. His friend Ji Heng, who had always been calm, self-possessed and imposing, did not look well now, with a bruise on his face, as if he had been beaten.

"What did you do?" Zong Yuan asked.

Ji Heng looked far away, as if his thoughts were still in another world, and it took him a long time to answer "I confess".

Zong Yuan was an eye-opener, what kind of confession can Ma Dan make like a strong ×?Is this a confession? Are you going to have a vendetta?Now Lu Zhao even hates me!

Zong Yuan really wanted to complain, but seeing that Ji Heng's mental state seemed very unstable, he decided not to provoke him.

Lu Zhao still remembered his mission. He entered the kitchen, went to the cold storage to select ingredients, and prepared with a blank expression.

Wei Na came over and asked, "Lu Zhao, what did Senior Ji Heng tell you?"

Lu Zhao didn't listen, but tightened his hand holding the kitchen knife.

"Did he scold you?" Wei Na said again: "Don't be afraid, we can ask Senior Zong Yuan for help."

Senior Zongyuan?He is Ji Heng's friend, so he will always stand by Ji Heng's side, Lu Zhao thought, he should have known.

All these classmates, these seniors, once there is a conflict between myself and Ji Heng, it is obvious which side they will stand on, right?

Therefore, he is still alone and helpless.

Two lines of tears flowed down and landed on the kitchen counter.

Wei Na was shocked, the junior was crying?Being scolded to the point of crying by Senior Ji Heng?Is Ji Heng such a cruel person?Wei Na felt a little embarrassed when she saw Lu Zhao turn her back and avoid her sight.

After all, it's a boy, it's always bad to be seen crying, so Wei Na sneered, "Uh, well, let me count the current number." Then she exited the kitchen without waiting for Lu Zhao's answer.

Lu Zhao is still looking at the kitchen knife in his hand. Suicide is not an option, and even after the other party graduates, that person will not let him go. Maybe he can choose to drop out of school. As long as he leaves Nebula, it will be difficult for that person to pester him. If nothing else, he could leave Amber and go back to the Milky Way.

Yes, Lu Zhao... run away!

The author has something to say: Little Theater

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mom,

Someone is bullying me.

Lu Zhao

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mom,

I didn't bully Xiao Zhao.

冀恒

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