The paranoid villain of the suspenseful text wants to monopolize me [Quick Transmigration]

In the cold room, the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He looked at the thick soup in front of him, as if it was some deadly poison.

Sitting in front of the long table, Du Lin lowered his head, his pretty face was mostly covered by black hair.

Only the slender chin and the tightly pursed lips showing rejection were exposed.

The lips were bitten by the young man to a crimson color due to nervousness and panic, which made Yu Wenzheng pause in his thoughts.

He suddenly remembered... the chaotic things that happened in that toilet.

Indeed, as a human hunter, he should not have any desire for humans.

At that time, he used a very joking tone, saying that he was forcing himself, forcibly pinching his lips, and playing a torture game——

But Yu Wenzheng knew better than anyone else that he couldn't help himself at that time.

The indifferent heart will also be slightly heated and beating, just because of seeing the slightly red eyelids of the boy.

...can't help it.

I can't help but have emotions about "food".

Yu Wenzheng smiled softly.

This little liar is really the most exaggerated exception in his life.

But... He would never tell Du Lin about such a thing.

He couldn't let the little liar find that so-called weakness.

Even if that weakness is just a small scar on the heart, which is almost invisible, a little kneading can peel off the dead skin——

That's not OK.

Under Yu Wenzheng's cold and playful eyes, the young man remained silent...

Du Lin: We must find a way to find an excuse to get through.

He paused, and said softly, "I, I can't drink today, I have a bad appetite, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable... Thank you, Professor Yu, for your kindness."

As he spoke, he lowered his brows and frowned beautifully, and covered his lower abdomen with his tender fingers.

As if I really have no appetite.

When a normal person sees his helpless and fragile appearance, no matter how hard-hearted he is, he will feel pity in his heart.

But Yu Wenzheng is not a normal person.

Cold, bony fingers gently kneaded the back of his neck.

With a kind of pampering and caring emotion... But the movement of stroking the thin Adam's apple over and over again made Du Lin feel a deep chill.

"Can't drink anymore?" Yu Wenzheng had a faint smile on his lips, but it didn't enter his eyes.

He said softly.

"Student Du Lin, since you like me so much, how can you give up the soup I made for you?"

The fingers resting on the back of the neck slowly moved along Du Lin's slender jawline to his lips.

There was still a broken wound there, but now after taking the medicine, it has healed a lot, and white powder medicine can be seen on the scabbed skin.

Seeing this, Yu Wenzheng's eyes darkened.

The little liar is really bad... It was just dirty during the day, and it wiped off a lot of traces at night.

"Shall I feed you myself... or by mouth?"

Yu Wenzheng leaned over and asked kindly.

Following this angle, Du Lin and the man looked at each other.

Their eyes collided together, and their continuous breathing seemed to be infinitely drawn closer...

A creepy sense of crisis spread continuously from the cerebral cortex.

…………

[Human skin paper giggles: Host, if it’s really not working, you should drink it. 】

In a corner that Yu Wenzheng couldn't see, Du Lin squeezed his fingers slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

[Du Lin: Can't drink. 】

[Du Lin: Yu Wenzheng... this guy, he wants to assimilate me. 】

[He wants to turn me into his kind...he wants to make me a so-called ogre, if I drink it, then the path I will take in the future will become an irreversible abyss— —]

【I will no longer have the position and power to stop Yu Wenzheng. 】

[At this time, the dungeon will truly fail. 】

The human skin paper did not speak after hearing this.

It's not just the ogre in front of you who wants to assimilate you...

I want to stain your soul, I want you to lose sanity and completely lose my mind, I want you to collapse in these bloody dungeons, I can only see him, I can only kiss him... This is that one idea.

…………

thinking outside.

Looking at Du Lin's tightly pressed lips, Yu Wenzheng reached out and stroked his hair lightly, with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter, why did you refuse... Isn't it just tongue soup?"

The man's cold gaze slowly moved from Du Lin's lips to the bowl of golden soup.

There was a hint of coaxing in the tone.

"You know, maybe you will be a little uncomfortable at first, but in fact, if you try it, you will find that the taste of human flesh is more delicious and firm, good boy, try it more...you have to accept it slowly Something new..."

And just when that devilish voice with bewitching meaning sounded again and again, almost kissing Du Lin's earlobe...

The boy suddenly stretched out his hand and covered Yu Wenzheng's lips.

The soft fingers and the cold lips were pressed together, with a strange tingling feeling.

"Can I use... this kind of punishment? I really don't want to drink this bowl of soup."

Du Lin looked at him, pretending to be soft and begging.

The ends of his eyes are prone to redness, which is very sensitive and delicate skin.

"I, I really just have an upset stomach...nothing else..."

It sounded like a begging tone, but Yu Wenzheng could feel his antipathy.

There was unpredictable emotion on his face.

Then, as if showing weakness, the boy took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth.

It's like a special kind of coaxing... a material exchange.

No matter how cruel and ruthless a person feels those overly soft lips, he can't help but soften his heart.

Knowing that this little liar is very good at acting, he can show off that overly pretty face anytime, anywhere, and try to deceive himself in a serious way, his heart is full of bad thoughts...

But Yu Wenzheng's fingers trembled involuntarily when Du Lin took the initiative to kiss him.

I didn't feel anything before.

When did it change...?

Maybe it was the malicious teasing in the toilet room, maybe it was hearing him boldly and viciously pointing out his pica...a desire to twist and turn arose.

Too smart, a little bit like my former self, reluctant to do it.

With Du Lin's posture, Yu Wenzheng pinched the young boy's delicate palm and kissed it.

"Okay, then change the punishment method."

Yu Wenzheng said in a low voice.

Looking at the well-behaved boy lying in his arms like a plate of Chinese food, Yu Wenzheng knew...

——The one who regresses and loses is himself.

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The tidy and clean bathroom in the teacher's apartment is a completely different experience from Qingda University.

There are no bursts of vigorous footsteps passing by, it is more quiet, and it is easier to amplify all sensory nerves...

It's like a cage full of shackles.

This time the game has been played for a long time.

It was so long that Du Lin couldn't stand still, so he could only hold the corner of the other's dark home clothes and be held in his arms.

Buried in Yu Wenzheng's chest, the boy seemed to have passed out.

In the past, Yu Wenzheng, who had never washed the face of others before, and had a strong personality of cleanliness, now gently soaked the towel and wiped the white jade-colored face bit by bit.

Yu Wenzheng himself didn't realize that this kind of care had already exceeded the limit of tenderness.

It's not ingredients...not even kittens and puppies to adjust the boring life, it has risen to another level.

Obviously, he didn't cook any delicacies to satisfy his special desire of tongue, but Yu Wenzheng felt that he was very happy at the moment.

"...Professor Yu."

He heard the boy in his arms whispering something softly.

Yu Wenzheng lowered his head and saw a dangerous emotion in Du Lin's fragile eyes that were covered with mist.

It was like a blade stained with blood, knowing that it was dangerous and cold, but couldn't help but eager to try the pleasure of licking blood with the tip of the knife.

"The few corpses you released... Even if you were careful not to leave fingerprints and find out any useful information, but the organs you detained, the delicacies you cooked, the kitchen utensils you used, the bowl of soup on the table... There will be traces."

The boy's voice seemed a little sleepy, he spoke more and more slowly, but the content he confides became more and more serious.

"The plan of the experimental group will be revealed—"

"You will die by my hands too, Professor Yu."

He heard Durin speak so softly.

Yu Wenzheng's hand paused.

Sure enough, Du Lin was different, he was the boy who made his heart itch and couldn't bear to rub that scar to pieces.

But hearing that the boy loathed him so much... A subtle unhappiness and boredom flashed across Yu Wenzheng's heart.

A little unlike himself.

Gently pinching the tip of his nose, with a playful expression, Yu Wenzheng's originally changed face returned to normal.

He smiled lowly.

"Which way to die? It's really good to die on you."

"As for the traces left by the meat in the bowl of soup on the table and the cooking utensils you mentioned, it can be used as evidence..."

"I'm sorry, Du Lin, this is impossible."

The corners of Yu Wenzheng's lips were raised, with an elegant and charming smile.

"Because... that's not human flesh at all."

Hearing Yu Wenzheng's words, Du Lin's eyes froze suddenly.

[Du Lin: ... Ah, isn't it the tip of a human tongue?Why didn't you remind me of the system? 】

[Human skin paper: I remind you, I didn't advise you to just drink it. 】

【Du Lin:...】

Seeing the boy's rare dazed expression, Yu Wenzheng's heart became a little happier.

It can be regarded as successfully playing tricks on the boy.

"You're the only one who guessed my secret... How could I really be willing to let you drink human broth when you haven't overcome the so-called human psychological barrier?"

Yes, he was really reluctant.

This kind of intolerance is mixed with a strange heartbeat.

When he came to the dining table, Yu Wenzheng hugged Du Lin and sat down slowly.

The bright lights above the attic cast an illusion of warmth on his face.

"It's the tip of a pig's tongue."

As he spoke, the man lowered his head and took a sip of the soup lightly.

The rich and delicious meat was fed to Du Lin.

Just like the sweet breath in the boy's mouth, it is extraordinarily charming.

[Ding——detection——detection——]

[Villain professor ogre Yu Wenzheng—favorability degree: 80%—blackening value: 70%——]

[Character's statement: I finally succeeded one day, and also fooled this little liar. 】