Paranoid Love

Han Qiuming was sitting in the corner of the playground, looking up at the blue sky. Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was in a good mood now. His roommate was released from prison yesterday. Whenever someone was released from prison, he would Felt happy because he felt the presence of hope.

He was sentenced to eight years in prison, but he has been doing well during the three years in prison, and he believes that he will be able to get out of here in less than eight years.

The prisoners who were originally moving around seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly became very excited. They rushed to the barbed wire and pointed outside.

"Hey, the stuff seems to be good this time, that blonde chick looks delicious!"

"I think the brown-haired one is pretty good, oh, it's really good this time, and there's even an oriental guy."

Oriental?This word attracted Han Qiuming's attention, and he pulled back his wandering mind and got up and walked to the barbed wire fence.

Today, the new prisoners are being led into the iron prison by the prison guards. They are lined up in a row and let everyone look at and examine them like poor prey. The eyes of the prisoners show greedy brilliance.

Here is a prison, there are no women, if men want to vent their desires, they can only handjob themselves or sodomize another man. Although most of them are not gay, and they rape others just to vent, as long as they are individuals, they will always want themselves Her sex object is a beauty.

A total of seven people came this time. Except for three middle-aged people who didn't think about it, the other four young people obviously made everyone very satisfied, especially when they walked at the end and tried their best to make themselves inconspicuous, but they were still the crowd. Focus on the oriental teenager.

The boy was a very beautiful mixed-race boy, with soft short black hair covering his fair forehead, making his face look smaller, his silver-gray eyes half covered by thick eyelashes revealed a bit of uneasiness, red and tender. His lips were pressed together tightly, making him feel more slender and weak.

Outside the prison, people may give him many favors because of his beauty, but here, being beautiful will only bring him great disaster.Han Qiuming looked at the black-haired boy with pity.

"Qiu, why are they all from the East? You're not as pretty as this kid." Char, who knew Han Qiuming well, joked.

Looking back, Han Qiuming pushed down the frame on the bridge of his nose, smiled lazily and said, "Being beautiful here will only suffer."

Subconsciously touching his bearded chin, Han Qiuming's expression seemed meaningful.

"Exactly." Char nodded in agreement. "Those poor fellows are sure to be well received tonight."

Han Qiuming did not agree, his eyes swept to the black-haired boy again.Unexpectedly, this time the young man's gaze met him. He was already trembling with fear, but his silver-gray eyes did not fluctuate at all, and a strange sense of incongruity emerged in Han Qiuming's heart.Hotz Prison is a private prison located in the state of Chicago, USA. The entire prison consists of three buildings, A, B, and C. Building A is for life-imprisoned prisoners. .

Building B detains ordinary prisoners. Although the conflicts here are not less than those in Building A, since everyone has the hope of leaving the prison, it is not too extreme. However, the distribution of forces here is extremely complicated.

Building C has the least number of prisoners. Most of them are informers who can’t get along in Building B and ask for protection from the prison, or those who are too old to protect themselves in Building B. All the prisoners look down on the people in Building C. Yes. To them, entering Building C is a kind of humiliation and tramples on their self-esteem.

After the briefing was over, Han Qiuming returned to his cell, and unexpectedly found that his new roommate had arrived. Although the other roommate was arranging his things with his back turned to him, he knew his identity as soon as he saw that beautiful black hair.

Sighing slightly, Han Qiuming felt a bit of a headache, this person is definitely a trouble, and now this trouble lives with him, although Han Qiuming knows that he can ignore him, but... Thinking of someone, Han Qiuming is a little lost.

It took a while for Han Qiuming to recover from his thoughts. It happened that the young man turned around, and when he saw him, the other party was obviously taken aback.

"Hello." Han Qiuming greeted the boy, no matter what, they would live together for a long time.

The young man looked at Han Qiuming timidly, with unconcealable uneasiness on his face.

How should this pure little white sheep live here.Han Qiuming sighed secretly.

After waiting for a long time, the boy said in a low voice, "Hi, hello, I, my name is An Sheng."

"A safe life? It's a very good name." Han Qiuming smiled at him, "My name is Han Qiuming."

Realizing that Han Qiuming was very friendly to him, An Sheng's uneasy mood finally eased, and he quietly raised his head to look at Han Qiuming.

Han Qiuming's black hair and black eyes make him very friendly, it reminds him of his mother who died young, but his face is mostly covered by a beard, and with the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looks very sloppy .

"I don't have any rules here, you can do whatever you want." Too lazy to continue staring at An Sheng, Han Qiuming lay down on the bed after leaving this sentence, and grabbed a book to read.

From the corner of Han Qiuming's eyes, An Sheng opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't respond, so An Sheng finally turned around and continued to organize his things silently.

Ah, please, please, please, what should I do tonight?Han Qiuming felt very irritable.

After the prison guards called their names for the last time, the whole building became extremely quiet, and everyone seemed to be about to fall asleep, but if you take a closer look, you can find that they are just waiting, and those beast-like eyes are shining with excitement .

As time passed, Han Qiuming became more and more nervous. He looked up and scanned his upper bunk. An Sheng hadn't made a sound for a long time, and seemed to be asleep.

When the first footsteps sounded, the silence was instantly broken.

Han Qiuming heard many people running towards his cell, and after a while, the door of his cell was opened.

"Qiu, do you want to change rooms tonight?"

Han Qiuming turned over and sat up. Seeing that the person who came was Mark, the little boss of Building B, he breathed a sigh of relief. A soft voice sounded above his head. When Han Qiuming raised his head, he saw An Sheng, who he thought was asleep, showed half of his face from the upper bunk. Uneasy emotions flashed in the beautiful silver-gray pupils.

Like a weak little animal.Han Qiuming scratched his hair irritably, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, should we save him?

Finally he raised his head and smiled at Mark, "Can he give it to me?"

Mark showed a surprised expression, "Cho, I thought you weren't interested in men."

"There are exceptions to everything. This kid looks very good to me." Han Qiuming took out a pack of cigarettes from under the pillow and walked towards Mark. .

In prison, cigarettes are very precious things, but Han Qiuming can always get many things that others can't get. That's why Han Qiuming, who only has three-legged cat skills, can stay in prison safely for three years without being troubled by others one of the reasons.

Although it was a pity that he couldn't be the first person to hit this kid, Mark didn't want to offend Han Qiuming easily, so after hesitating for a while, he had no choice but to put away the cigarette with regret on his face, "Okay, just tonight."

"Thank you." Han Qiuming breathed a sigh of relief, and patted Mark on the shoulder gratefully.

After watching Mark and his party leave, Han Qiuming let out a sigh of relief, turned around and met An Sheng's eyes. In the next second, he grabbed An Sheng from the upper bunk and pushed him down on his own bed.

"What are you doing!" An Sheng protested fiercely.

"Quiet." Han Qiuming held An Sheng down with his body and warned in a low voice, "If you don't want to be gang-raped by those guys, just quiet down."

An Sheng let out a helpless whimper like a small animal, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"I won't do anything to you, but I still have to act for them, otherwise other people will come in soon." Han Qiuming patted An Sheng's back and comforted him.

Hearing Han Qiuming's words, An Sheng carefully opened his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Have you ever had sex with a man?" Han Qiuming asked.

Anson shook his head.

"It's good luck. I have a face that is a disaster for the country and the people, but I can grow up like this safely." Han Qiuming chuckled.

"Someone wanted to do this, but I killed him." An Sheng replied in a low voice.

Han Qiuming's laughter stuck in his throat, and he asked after a while, "Is that why you came in?"

"right."

"You have a strong temper." Han Qiuming smiled wryly, "But you may have to get used to having sex with men."

There was panic in An Sheng's eyes.

Han Qiuming couldn't bear it, he looked away, but his hand slowly slipped to An Sheng's lower body, and stuck into his pants.

An Sheng's body trembled suddenly, but because his whole body was pinned down by Han Qiuming, he couldn't escape.

"I won't enter, just masturbate for you, remember to make some noise, thanks to your beautiful face, our cell has become the most eye-catching place in the whole prison."

After being reminded by Han Qiuming, An Sheng looked over his shoulder and found that there were indeed many people standing near the cell, but for some reason, none of them approached.

The lower body was suddenly held by someone, and An Sheng's mind was suddenly pulled back, and a soft hum came out of his throat unconsciously.

"Listen well, if you don't want to be fucked by everyone here, find a backer as soon as possible." Han Qiuming whispered in An Sheng's ear, kneading An Sheng's genitals slowly, he didn't expect An Sheng to look Tiny, there's no small stuff in there.

"The distribution of the factions here is messy, but generally speaking, it can be divided into four factions. You don't need to think about Thomas, who is in charge of most of the black forces. He doesn't like men, and don't even think about mad dogs. That guy is a pervert. You'd better stay away from him, Austin and Brand are good choices."

"Woo..."

The boy in his arms groaned softly, Han Qiuming subconsciously glanced at him, and the next second, he felt himself hardening.

The young man's face was flushed, his red and tender lips became more moist, and he uttered the most beautiful voice. Tears welled up in those silver-gray eyes, making him look even more helpless and attractive. The young man was like the best aphrodisiac. Arouse the desire deep in the heart.

Fuck, a man who looks so evil deserves to be raped!Han Qiuming cursed in his heart.

Feeling the firmness against his thigh, the young man met Han Qiuming, and felt the brilliance of desire in his clear eyes.

"A good person really can't do what he wants." Han Qiuming smiled wryly. The hand that was originally supporting An Sheng's ear slid down to hold his own desire. Then he tried his best to manipulate his desires, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Take off your clothes and put your feet around my waist." Although he was already in a sea of ​​desire, Han Qiuming still gave the next order accurately.

Looking at Han Qiuming who closed his eyes, An Sheng's eyes flashed a little dark, but he still took off his clothes according to Han Qiuming's instructions, and put his ankles around his waist.

"Damn, why don't you ejaculate?" Han Qiuming couldn't help complaining that his hands were sore from rubbing. He had to straighten his waist with both hands busy, imitating the movements of the two having sex. "It's even more tiring than really doing it with you."

Hearing that Han Qiuming kept complaining in his ear, but still doing his best to act, An Sheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Han Qiuming, who closed his eyes because of his passion, didn't see the bright smile on the boy's face.

Han Qiuming, who reached the peak first, trembled violently, and the white liquid shot onto An Sheng's fair body, and his whole body was paralyzed on him.

"Huh, I'm exhausted." I felt the genitals held by my other hand twitch slightly, and a stream of hot liquid sprayed on his hand.

"Uncle, your physical strength is not very good." An Sheng chuckled.

"I'm not an uncle. I'm only 25 years old. How old are you?" Han Qiuming, who was busy cleaning the lower bodies of the two, didn't notice that the boy's tone was less cowardly.

"Eighteen." An Sheng lay on the bed and looked at Han Qiuming who took off his clothes and scrubbed his body. He was surprised to find that this scruffy-looking guy had a good figure. The typical oriental slender frame was covered with well-proportioned muscles. Very eye-catching. "Are you really only 25? Everyone says that Asians don't look old easily, but it's just the opposite for you."

"You have time to care about this, why not think about how to live tomorrow." Han Qiuming put on his clothes again and turned his head to see the boy who was still lying on his bed, frowning slightly, "You..." How does it feel different from before no the same?

Before Han Qiuming could ask the question, An Sheng lowered his eyes, twisted his hands around the hem of his clothes, and asked timidly, "Can I follow you?"

"It's useless to me, I can't protect you." Han Qiuming waved his hand, "I saved you today because of my obsession. It is absolutely impossible for me to protect you until you are released from prison."

"Why?" Tears welled up in An Sheng's eyes.

"What and why? Of course it's because I'm not capable enough. If you want to find a backer, go find the biggest one. With your face, you must be fine." Han Qiuming yawned and started to chase people away, "Go back to your bed and sleep, I'm tired. I'm dead."

After glancing at Han Qiuming mournfully, An Sheng obediently climbed onto his bed.

After tossing around for most of the night last night, the drowsy Han Qiuming couldn't get up in the morning, and was finally dragged up by An Sheng. As soon as he entered the restaurant, Han Qiuming who was yawning was stopped by someone.

"Qiu, Brand is looking for you."

Looking across the restaurant, Han Qiuming soon saw Brand's figure. He was about to walk over, but was pulled by the corner of his clothes. When he turned around, he saw An Sheng looking abandoned.

Compassion really kills people.Han Qiuming wailed in his heart, but he still couldn't bear to abandon An Sheng, so he had to take An Sheng to Brand's place in the end.

Seeing An Sheng, Brand frowned slightly. He raised his chin and motioned for his subordinates to take him to another table. Although An Sheng was unwilling, seeing that Han Qiuming had no intention of stopping this time, he had no choice but to be led reluctantly. Walk.

"What can I do for you?" Han Qiuming asked drowsily while lying on the table.

"Are you going to protect that brat?" Brand pushed the breakfast he had prepared in front of Han Qiuming.

"How is it possible, I don't have the ability." Han Qiuming remained motionless on the table.

"It's best if you know it in your heart." Brand glanced at An Sheng, and found that he had been staring at this place, showing a sneer, "That kid's face is too easy to cause trouble, I don't want him to get you into trouble."

"How did you accept him?" Han Qiuming asked.

"Are you kidding me? Hurry up and eat, breakfast time is almost over." Seeing that Han Qiuming was still lying on his stomach, Brand finally couldn't stand it anymore and pulled him up.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Lack of sleep caused Han Qiuming's appetite to deteriorate, but under Brand's tight scrutiny, he had to pick up a fork to eat.

"I'm not interested in him."

"Why? This kid is so pretty, and he fits your taste very well. Don't you like black-haired people?"

Hearing the word black hair, Brand's eyes subconsciously fell on Han Qiuming, but he just ate quietly, a wry smile appeared on his lips, Brand looked away, and tried to keep calm and asked, "Why are you treating him?" So good? Not only did you help him yesterday, but you are also a lobbyist for him today?"

"Probably because of the fellow countrymen. It's rare to meet someone who speaks Chinese like me, so I don't want to see a good child being ruined." After eating two bites, Han Qiuming pushed the plate aside, not wanting to move again.

But Brand pushed the plate in front of him again, "It's not good for your stomach to eat so little." Seeing that Han Qiuming didn't want to listen to him at all, he added, "Eat it, I will consider your suggestion .”

Cursing his lips, Han Qiuming continued to stuff the food reluctantly, and finally finished eating. He pushed the plate and looked up at Brand, "What's your answer?"

"Since it's your wish, then I agree, but I won't accept him as a bed partner and take him under protection. I just accept him into my faction. It's up to him whether he can protect his chastity."

Seeing that Brand had no room to turn around, Han Qiuming could only nod his head. Joining Brand's gang would at least prevent some little people from prying eyes, which was better than no protection at all.

Seeing that An Sheng's gaze never moved away from Brand and Han Qiuming's table, Billy who brought An Sheng to this table teased, "Little devil, no matter how serious you are, Qiu won't be yours."

An Sheng withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Billy and asked, "Are they lovers?"

"Although Brand hopes very much, Qiu obviously doesn't know what he's thinking." Seeing that An Sheng didn't intend to eat, Billy unceremoniously picked up the meat on his plate and put it into his mouth.

"Is Han Qiuming playing tricks on me? Since he is Brand's bed partner, why should I seek Brand's protection." An Sheng looked very sad and angry.

"Bedmate?" Billy laughed out loud at the word. "No no no, Cho is different."

"different?"

"Qiu is a very special existence here. His skills are not good, but his mind is very good, and he has helped many people, so everyone has a respect for him. In addition, he can always get There are many things that no one else can get, so Cho can survive here without being attached to anyone.”

An Sheng's gaze fell on Han Qiuming again, this time with some exploration in his gaze.

"Although Qiu wants to help you, kid, you'd better not go too far and try to monopolize him." Seeing the face of An Sheng, Billy decided to give him some warnings, "Brand has thousands of ways to get you in You can’t live here, you can’t die here.”

"Keep him alone?" An Sheng showed a surprised expression, "My taste is not as weird as Brand's, and I would like such a sloppy uncle."

"Ah, on this point, we all agree. Although Qiu is very powerful, his appearance is really not flattering."

"Brand and Cho are here." The tablemate reminded, and Billy immediately shut up.

Seeing that there was still a lot of food left on An Sheng's plate, and thinking about the food he had stuffed into his stomach for this brat, Han Qiuming was a little annoyed and said, "Little brat, be careful not to grow taller if you eat so little."

"...I'm sorry." An Sheng bowed his head and apologized.

Felt like I was bullying him.Han Qiuming couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Forget it, let me tell you some good news. From today onwards, you are a member of the Brand Gang. Keep up with them. Your little butt should be spared for a while." Han Qiuming Glancing at Brand, he motioned for him to say something too.

"You usually take care of him more." Brand said reluctantly.

"Okay, get along well with your new partner." Patting An Sheng on the shoulder, Han Qiuming, who felt that a matter of concern was finally settled, was in a very happy mood. He hummed a little song and walked away from the restaurant.

The people left looked at Brand, waiting for his order.

"Billy, I'll leave the kid to you." Brand glanced at An Sheng with a cold gaze. No one could tell that Brand didn't like An Sheng, and he was willing to protect him only because of Han Qiuming's request.

"Yes." Billy reached out and patted Anson's shoulder, "Remember to follow me closely, or your little butt will be lost."

The thick eyelashes that were half drooping concealed the true thoughts in An Sheng's eyes. After a while, he nodded slightly and replied, "Yes."

Han Qiuming usually likes to hang out in the library when he is out. He is very smart, but he didn't like to spend time on reading. Now he just takes advantage of the time in prison to read some books so that he can survive in society when he goes out.

Originally, no one would bother him at this time, but there are exceptions to everything, especially when he made such a special move yesterday.

"Qiu, how does that kid smell?" Charle asked while sitting opposite Han Qiuming with a lewd smile on his face.

Who said only women can gossip?Men gossip just as well as women.From the corner of Han Qiuming's eyes, most of the people in the library were listening to the conversation with their ears pricked up.

It's boring enough.Han Qiuming sighed secretly in his heart, he was not a troublesome person in the first place, and he kept a low profile during the three years in prison, but it was a mistake to attract so much attention because of his momentary soft-heartedness.

"Qiu?" Charl waved his hand in front of Han Qiuming's eyes, and then said with a frivolous smile, "What? That kid's taste is so good, do you still remember it?"

"It's not bad." Forget it, the play has to go to the end.Han Qiuming comforted himself.

"Ah, after what you said, I want to taste him too."

"Don't think about it, he was accepted by Brand."

"Really?" Charl exclaimed in surprise.

"Why are you so surprised?" Han Qiuming glanced at him strangely, "Brand already likes people with black hair, so it's not surprising to accept him."

"I thought Brand would kill the brat."

"What did you say?" Char's voice was too soft for Han Qiuming to hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Charle's eyes fell on the book in front of Han Qiuming, and he shouted with a big head, "Qiu, you are reading a law book??? You don't plan to become a lawyer after you get out of prison, do you? "

"How is that possible?" Han Qiuming smiled, "People who have been in prison cannot be lawyers."

"Haven't many bosses invited you to work under them after you get out of prison?" Charl's tone revealed a hint of envy.

"When I get out of prison, I just want to be a normal person."

"Why? Qiu, you are so outstanding, you shouldn't bury yourself."

"Excellent? Char, you think highly of me." Han Qiuming laughed.

Charle's eyes widened, as if a breath was stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit it out, he couldn't swallow it, and finally he had to hang his shoulders and sigh in frustration.

Qiu really underestimated himself, didn't he realize that every boss here wanted to recruit him?

"What else is there after the gossip is over?"

"You need to get these things." Charles handed the note to Han Qiuming.

Although I don't know how Han Qiuming did it, he is the only one who can get most of the contraband in the prison.

"OK." Glancing at the note, Han Qiuming stuffed it into his pocket, "I can get it for you the day after tomorrow."

"I'll wait for your news." Char nodded and got up, "Then I won't disturb you to continue your studies, university scholar."

"Bastard." Han Qiuming threw the pen at Char, but he dodged it.

Most of the people who were staying in the library left with Charles, and Han Qiuming was the only one left in the slightly noisy library. He lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand.

But not long after, he was interrupted again.

"Did you just throw me to someone else?" There was a trace of indignation in the youthful voice.

Han Qiuming put down the book helplessly and looked up at An Sheng.

"I'm doing this for your own good. Only by following Brand can you live here."

"Isn't it okay to follow you?"

"No, if you follow me, not only will you be in danger, but you will also implicate me." Han Qiuming's eyes became cold, "You have to understand, I am not a leader, and I have no background. My only request is that I hope to be safe. After serving my sentence and released from prison, I saved you yesterday only because we are both Chinese, so don’t push yourself too far.”

"Am I a burden to you?" An Sheng asked calmly, but this calm made Han Qiuming feel a little scared.

After hesitating for a moment, he still nodded and said, "That's right."

"I understand." An Sheng nodded, turned and left very simply.

Seeing that An Sheng left according to his request, Han Qiuming couldn't feel any joy in his heart. He forced himself to continue reading, but he couldn't read anything after turning two pages. With a low curse, he got up and chased him out.

An Sheng walked on the road angrily. He was very angry that Han Qiuming abandoned him so easily. He was the one who provoked him first, and he was the one who abandoned him first!It's unforgivable that this bastard man dared to treat him so casually!The silver-gray pupils shone with icy light, as ruthless as inorganic steel.

An Sheng, who lowered his head and rushed forward, didn't pay attention and accidentally bumped into someone.

"Heh, isn't this the new little beauty?"

Frivolous words rang in his ears, and An Sheng raised his head to meet a disgusted face.

In fact, it is not correct to say that the other person looks disgusting, that person's facial features are quite correct, but the expression in the man's eyes makes people feel disgusting from the bottom of his heart, as if being targeted by a snake.

"Looking up close, it's really excellent." The man put his face in front of An Sheng, smiling obscenely, "I don't know how it tastes."

After the words fell, the other people who followed the man immediately surrounded An Sheng, half pushing and half pulling him intentionally to take him to a place where there are few people.

An Sheng lowered his head, his body trembling with fear, no one noticed the sneer on his lips.

"stop!"

An unexpected voice sounded behind him, An Sheng raised his head suddenly, and seeing Han Qiuming running panting over the tall figure standing in front of him, a trace of inexplicable joy spread in his heart.

"Autumn?" When the man saw Han Qiuming, his expression became slightly ugly.

"Mad dog, where do you want to take him?" After Han Qiuming calmed down his rapid breathing, he walked slowly towards the crowd, and the men surrounding An Sheng unconsciously made way for him.

Hearing what Han Qiuming called the man, An Sheng realized that this disgusting and perverted guy was actually one of the four bosses of Building B.

"Qiu, giving up this little guy to you yesterday is already giving you face, you don't want to monopolize him, do you?" Mad Dog expressed his dissatisfaction.

"of course not."

What Han Qiuming said made Mad Dog's complexion slightly better, but his next sentence made his complexion even uglier.

"He's already Brand's man."

"Damn, don't think you can suppress me by using Brand's name." Mad Dog is very hostile to Brand, who pushes himself one step ahead in everything.

"I'm not going to use him to pressure you, I just want to remind you." Han Qiuming smiled. His smile always gives people a sense of intimacy, which makes it easy for people to trust him. "There's no need to break the rules between you for this brat. If you really rob this brat, Brand will never swallow it."

Although the forces in Building B are chaotic, they can always maintain a fragile balance. One of the reasons is that there are unwritten rules among the four of them, and they will not easily violate each other's bottom line.

Mad Dog's expression turns green and turns pale. He doesn't want to give up on this little beauty, nor does he want to back down in front of his subordinates, otherwise they will definitely think that he is afraid of Brand.

"Mad dog, you have been able to hold the position of boss for so long, I believe you must be a smart person, and you will not make wrong decisions out of a moment of anger, right? I believe that your subordinates are all because of your ingenuity. Follow your lead." Naturally, Han Qiuming knows how to get people down.

Mad Dog twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally laughed out loud, "Okay, I'll give you a face."

"As expected of being the boss, you are indeed wise enough to do things."

Everyone likes to listen to flattery, not to mention that the person who praises you is the most intelligent person recognized by everyone. Han Qiuming's words greatly satisfied Mad Dog's self-esteem, and he left with his hands.

After Mad Dog and his party walked away, Han Qiuming turned to look at An Sheng, and asked, "How is it? Are you not injured?"

"Didn't you say you don't care about me?" An Sheng stared straight at Han Qiuming with an aggrieved expression.

"I don't want to care about it." Han Qiuming replied honestly.

"Then why did you come to save me? Just let me be raped and die!" Han Qiuming's words ignited An Sheng's anger.

"You really think so?" Han Qiuming stared at An Sheng seriously.

An Sheng turned his head and didn't answer.

"The little ghost really likes to act like a baby." Han Qiuming reached out and rubbed An Sheng's hair, "but I can't spoil you. You can only survive here by yourself, understand? You can't pin your hopes on others, I don't want to care about you, yes Because I have to teach you how to survive here alone."

A strange thought slipped through his mind, and An Sheng's hand hanging by his side unconsciously clenched into a fist.

"Then why did you come to save me again?"

"This." Han Qiuming stretched out his hand and patted his cheek in embarrassment, "I'm a little bit reluctant, I don't want to see your good child destroyed."

"Qiu, you are actually a good person." An Sheng raised his head and smiled at Han Qiuming.

Seeing An Sheng's beautiful smile, Han Qiuming felt his heart skip a beat. He subconsciously looked away and complained, "Worry."

"I will obediently learn how to survive here. Let me continue to follow you, okay? I will never hurt you, I promise." An Sheng hugged Han Qiuming's arm and said coquettishly.

"It's no use talking in plain language."

"I'll prove it to you!"

"Wait until you prove it."

"It's a deal!"