The Evolution of End Times Rebirth

Xia Chen threw Yang Zefeng, who was in his arms, onto the bed, and the bed board made a muffled sound.

The sleeping Yang Zefeng let out a cry of pain and woke up.

"Well……"

Because of the pain in his body, he instinctively curled up slightly, obviously not recovering for a while.

Xia Chen sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Yang Zefeng with an uncertain expression, and murmured, "Did I treat you badly?"

The tone was a bit puzzled, but the voice was very small, as if speaking to himself.

Xia Chen leaned over and pinched Yang Zefeng's jaw with one hand, forcing him to look up at him.

"It's better not to have a next time."

It was obviously a common and ordinary tone, but it carried a piercing chill.

Yang Zefeng opened his mouth, as if to say something, but no sound came out of his hoarse voice.Forced to look into Xia Chen's eyes, there was unstoppable fear because of the other's touch.

Xia Chen's invasion like a wild beast before obviously left some psychological shadows on Yang Zefeng.

Suffocation, pain and pleasure are intertwined, the feeling that I am going to be broken, and finally I want to cry and beg for mercy, but I have no strength to do it, and even my consciousness is blurred. The excitement brought about by the first collision.

Although when they usually do it, the two men don't have the kind of tenderness between men and women. After all, what they want is the kind of intense madness. Although it will hurt, Yang Zefeng, who feels good every time, can't help himself.

And the pain this time is definitely enough for Yang Zefeng to remember.

Xia Chen's good night vision ability naturally allowed him to see Yang Zefeng's expression, he shook off the other's hand, Yang Zefeng was thrown away from his face with unrestrained force, and Xia Chen got up and sat on the other bed.

Yang Zefeng sat up with difficulty, his face turned pale immediately, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

Xia Chen on the other side has already started to practice by himself.

The rag-like shirt that was scribbled on his body fell loose, revealing Yang Zefeng's rather miserable-looking upper body.He gritted his teeth and got up from the bed. As soon as he stood on the ground, Yang Zefeng's legs gave way and he almost fell.

Although the distance to the bathroom is only a few meters, it is undoubtedly a huge torment for Yang Zefeng now.It seemed that every movement would cause soreness all over his body, and his body protested frantically, not wanting to move again.

It's just that you have to deal with it, otherwise the consequences will only be worse...

"Huh...huh..." When Yang Zefeng reached the door of the bathroom, he couldn't help but stop, leaning against the wall to rest his trembling legs.His fingers clasped the door frame tightly, and an unhealthy blush appeared on his pale face.

Staggering into the bathroom, Yang Zefeng almost collapsed on the sink.

Looking up, there is a washing mirror, but in the middle of the night, the light obviously cannot be very good, so Yang Zefeng can only see a blurred outline.

In fact, he didn't need to look, he could also imagine how embarrassed he was now!How ridiculous!

Yang Zefeng twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally showed a self-deprecating expression.

"Ah——" a hoarse growl, and the clenched fist hit the marble sink painfully.

——"Do you still dare to run?"

"Am I bad to you?"

"It's better not to have a next time."

These words were engraved in Yang Zefeng's mind by Xia Chen.

Do you still dare to run?Yang Zefeng asked himself.

I dare not, he is afraid.These two words, which had hardly appeared in Yang Zefeng's [-] years of life before, were broken by Xia Chen time and time again.

Is it bad for him?

Thinking about it carefully, Yang Zefeng really couldn't say anything bad about Xia Chen.Nervous?A pervert who likes to go through the back door?

To be honest, with Xia Chen's strength, there are countless people who want to hug his thighs, and those who want to crawl on his bed are almost gone.As far as the people in this school who want to try it, it is estimated that they can line up from this dormitory building to the school gate.

It's just that Xia Chen is not tired, so what can Yang Zefeng do if he doesn't want to, how many people are eager to take Yang Zefeng's place, delicious food and drink.

What's even more ridiculous is that he himself has adapted to such a life, hasn't he?

I became used to being wild on the bed, but I resisted, and in the end, like a slut, the words of begging for sex and begging for mercy were shouted out without shame.

Yang Zefeng rinsed off the sweat casually, and the biting and scratching wounds on his body were fine, but the wounds on his lower body were torn...

Just encountering it made Yang Ze's eyes turn black with pain, but he had to use his fingers to stretch the injured area, sticky body fluid mixed with a little blood flowed out from the intestine.

Feeling that there was nothing left in his body, Yang Zefeng took a towel and soaked it in water to wash off the liquid that just flowed from his thighs, and then wiped off the body fluids that had dried up on his legs and waist and abdomen.

After finally cleaning himself up, Yang Zefeng leaned against the wall and was about to use his strength to stand up, but unexpectedly, he slid against the wall and sat on the ground.

The cool feeling came from the tiles, which made Yang Zefeng feel a little comfortable.The body seemed to be on strike, as if there was no energy left.

The hand that was holding the edge of the sink was loosened, and Yang Zefeng just leaned there with his limbs relaxed.

It hurts...

Is he doing this on his own accord?

It's just that I'm not reconciled... The life he wants is obviously not like this...

"It's not like this..." The voice was as thin as a mosquito.Yang Zefeng felt a little dizzy, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

But for a moment, Yang Zefeng couldn't help closing his eyelids, and just fell asleep.

……

Yang Zefeng was so drowsy that he didn't sleep well. When he woke up again, he felt a splitting headache and his mind was like a mess, a mess.

"Hmm..." There seemed to be something on his forehead, and there was a hint of coolness.But the eyes were also covered, a little wet and uncomfortable.

Yang Zefeng raised his limp hand and pulled away the thing that was resting on his forehead.

The eyes that had just opened were stung by the light.

Is it already noon...

A figure walked over, blocking the glare of the light.

"are you awake."

Hearing what Xia Chen said, Yang Zefeng was pulled to sit up by the other party, and the neatly folded towel fell off his forehead.

The other party's tone was the same as in the past, and Yang Zefeng who was suddenly pulled up was a little dazed.

"Take the medicine." A small box was thrown over.

Yang Zefeng caught it subconsciously and looked at it. It was a box of antipyretics.

Xia Chen had already let go of the other party's hand, and handed it to Yang Zefeng with a glass of water before sitting aside by himself.

The cup felt warm in his hands, and Yang Zefeng quickly took a sip to save his smoky throat.According to the instructions of the antipyretics, I took three pills.

Xia Chen watched Yang Zefeng take the medicine, and said, "Drink more water, and make something for yourself when you're hungry, taking medicine on an empty stomach will hurt your stomach. I'll rest first."

After saying that, Xia Chen lay down on the bed, with a tired look on his face.

For a while, Yang Zefeng's expression was a little dark and unclear.

Xia Chen seemed as if nothing had happened, he was still a gentle and good lover.

In fact, Yang Zefeng had been in a coma for almost two days.

The night before yesterday, Xia Chen naturally used his mental power to continue his research. After these hours of perseverance, his mental power has taken a few steps, and the time for analysis has been longer.

When Xia Chen finished, Yang Zefeng was already lying on the floor of the bathroom, his whole body was scorching hot, burning badly.

Xia Chen put the person back on the bed and put him in a good place, then found anti-fever medicine, and poured it on the other person once.

After finishing everything, the exhausted Xia Chen naturally lay down to rest, but he didn't rest well. As for whether the reason was worry or guard, who knows...

Yang Zefeng finished drinking the water in the cup, feeling uncomfortable and too lazy to move, and was about to lie down and continue resting.

He was naked and had nothing on, and was covered with two blankets, Yang Zefeng felt hot, so he tore off one, leaving only one casually draped over his body.

Xia Chen beside him was already asleep, with his back facing Yang Zefeng, his face was obscured by the shadow, and he could only look at his slender and strong back.

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