Fantastic

Bu Chu originally wanted to find a place to repair the car.

Now it seems that he needs to "fix" himself first.

Myuu's eyes were terrifying, and he felt that Myuu must be quite angry.

To be honest, he hasn't suffered such a serious injury for a long time, and usually it's just to the extent that Myuu bites his finger.

The blood bar has been reduced by half, and he doesn't have the inhuman resilience of Miao, so he still has to heal on his own.

If it was like this before the wound was healed, he would go up and down when he moved, then he might as well use the passive again.

... no, wait.

Bu Chu also thought that Miao's saliva seemed to have the magical effect of promoting healing.

Now that he looks like this, he definitely can’t drive a car anymore. His legs are so soft that his eyes are full of white light. Now this place and the timing are not suitable for picking up bullets. I don’t know the situation of those players. The bullets inside can only be processed later. Let's ease this feeling first, now he can't use his strength at all.

"Miao," Bu Chu called out in a low voice, then raised his hand with difficulty, and hugged his head. Just such a movement made him gasp, "Don't waste it, lick it clean."

Find a relatively safe place after the cure, and then there are two options.

One plan is to cut the hole to take out the bullet, and then let Miao lick it well. The second plan is to use the passive directly and once and for all, and return multiple skills.

But drawing a hole is definitely incomparable with using a passive feeling.

Passive, in fact, Bu Chu should not be afraid of death.

But he is still afraid, and what he is afraid of is another kind.

Every time he uses the passive, he dies once, in every sense.

Miao was taken aback for a moment, but suddenly felt that Bu Chu's voice was more pleasant than usual.

His eyes swept over Bu Chu's face, then looked up over his shoulder.

Very fragrant, indeed very fragrant.

But he didn't expect that Bu Chu would let himself lick it.

Miao paused, turned Bu Chu around, let him sit in his arms, and tore off his clothes.

Bu Chu always said he was white.

But he felt that Bu Chu was also very white.

On that white back, it was like a red plum blossoming in the snow.

Blood gushes from the wound and trickles down.

He was insane for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he had already licked away the blood that flowed from bottom to top without wasting anything, just as Bu Chu said.

When the tongue touched the skin, it brought a burst of itching, which seemed to intensify something. When it touched the wound, Bu Chu let out a muffled groan, and held himself up with difficulty, preventing himself from falling down.

The clothes are scrapped, and the pants are no longer available.

At this moment, he heard Miao say, "I'll help you take out the contents inside."

Bu Chu suddenly widened his eyes.

"No, there's no need, it's fine as long as it's done, you... woo!!"

His whole body flicked violently.

Bu Chu didn't ask Miao to fetch the bullet for him, not because he didn't believe Miao, but because Miao couldn't.

He has a strong learning ability, which can be seen from the use of the gun just now, but he seems to be ignorant of some aspects. For example, before he left the small shop, Bu Chu always bathed him.

Bu Chu was afraid of being "tortured" to death by him.

When the blood bar kept falling, he became unconscious, and finally even triggered the passive.

He really thought it was a possibility.

But now he can't speak, there is no skill at all, and there are no assistive devices, Myuu directly inserted his fingers into it.

It’s over.

These two words filled Bu Chu's mind.

He cried out.

Ah, yes, it may be because it is too "sad".

Miao was still there and said, "It hurts?"

"Be patient, I'll be fine soon."

He gripped the bullet and took it out.

At this moment, Bu Chu's body bounced again, like a fish out of water.

Then Myu patiently licked the hideous wound, and after a while, it returned to its original state, as if it had never been injured, only the blood-stained clothes and Myu's fingers proved everything just now.

Miao also licked his fingers clean, looking at the bloody coat, he was still a little reluctant to throw it away.

Bu Chu didn't respond.

"Buchu?"

He called, but got no answer.

After looking at it, he realized that the person in his arms had already passed out.

Miu was at a loss for a moment.

He just...

Is it because he didn't hold back his strength?

But because he was afraid that Bu Chu would be in too much pain, he felt that he was already very light.

Miao has a new understanding of the fragility of human beings, especially Bu Chu, so he must pay more attention to it in the future.

To be reasonable, if it is not a soldier who has undergone endurance training or is particularly tolerant, it sounds bloody for normal people to dig bullets with their hands without anesthesia. Chu...

Well, the result is the same, it's just that the process is ridiculously different.

……

Bu Chu was awakened by the heat.

When he opened his eyes, it was already completely dark, and he didn't know what time it was.

However, he found that he had changed places, not in the car, nor in the previous driveway, which looked like a small forest.

There is a fire next to it, and the firewood makes a "cracking" sound from time to time, and the car is parked not far away.

And he himself was hugged by Miao from behind in his arms, and a blanket was wrapped tightly around his body, making it airtight.

Bu Chu finally knew why he woke up from the heat.

"Okay, let me go."

He pushed Myuu behind him.

Presumably it was Miao who drove the car over, and he hadn't even learned about making a fire, so why now... Could it be that he just took a look at it?What a terrifying ability to learn.

Pushed by Bu Chu, Miao opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, as if he hadn't fallen asleep at all.

"woke up?"

He rubbed Bu Chu's face very naturally.

"You fainted, it hurts? I will be lighter next time."

Bu Chu: "...There will be no next time."

Miao seemed to be a little confused, but he didn't mean to explain, just about to stand up, when he felt something, his expression changed.

His body was still a little limp, and he hadn't fully recovered, and then...he had no clothes on him.

No, it's possible that Miao helped him take it off because he saw the blood on it and worried that it would make him uncomfortable to wear. But the problem is, apart from sweating a little, he didn't feel the sticky feeling he should have.

Miao helped him clean it up?Even the shower was a mess but he cleaned it up?

After Bu Chu asked hesitantly, he heard Miao Hui: "I licked everything clean."

Bu Chu: "..."

"……all?"

"All."

This all encompasses certainly not just blood.

Bu Chu felt that his face was definitely blushing at this time, and he didn't know whether it was from heat or anger, or from embarrassment.

He grabbed Myuu's face with his five fingers wide open, and growled in a low voice, "Don't you know what can be licked and what can't be licked?"

Then he met Myuu's eyes full of bewilderment, and felt that the other party might really not know.

It’s not that Bu Chu has never been licked by Miao. When he was feeding blood before, the other party sucked his fingers with great relish. At that time, he thought it looked terrible, but now...

There was a related picture in his mind, and he even faintly felt the warm and wet tip of his tongue brushing across his skin. He was obviously in a coma without consciousness at that time, but that feeling still seemed to linger on it. , made him tremble, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"Buchu?"

Myu called him with a little doubt.

"what happened?"

Bu Chu wanted to criticize and educate Miao Bo, but he thought that the other party would definitely ask him why, so how would he answer then?Is it possible to explain it to him exactly?This is too shameful.

If only he asked Myuu not to ask so many questions, it would be fine. The other party will be obedient, but he will definitely feel aggrieved. I feel inexplicably that I am bullying someone.

He endured it, and in the end he didn't say anything.

"Nothing," he said.

Bu Chu stood up wrapped in the blanket, and went to find clothes in the car.

In fact, he didn't bring much clothes. He pulled out a white vest and shorts and put them on. He wore flip flops. If he didn't have good looks to support him, he would look like an old man walking around.

Miao didn't seem to feel that way, he looked at Bu Chu's back, his eyes fell on the back of the other's exposed neck, and then all the way down, it landed on the slender ankle.

For some reason, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he suddenly felt hunger and thirst.

The feeling was not the same as before, it seemed to rise from the depths of his heart, which made him restless for a while, but he insisted on enduring it.

Bu Chu felt Miao's gaze, turned around and found that the other party's eyes seemed to be eating people.

To be precise, he wanted to eat him.

In fact, he was almost used to it, and Miao looked at him like this every now and then, without the slightest concealment, but this time he looked at him suddenly feeling a little different.

...what's the difference?

He had this feeling but couldn't explain it in detail, so he finally put it aside.

"hungry?"

Bu Chu asked.

"……Um."

Bu Chu thought for a while, then asked again: "I must have fainted for a long time, right?"

"Correct."

That made him feel a little strange. Usually, when feeding Myuu, a little blood from his finger is enough for a day or two. He was injured so much before... Is there anything other than blood that is the same as blood? Leaving aside the efficacy, Miao licked up so much blood from him, how could this be enough for more than ten days?

However, Myuu could be said to have saved his life before, and if Myuu said he was hungry, he would not let Myuu just be so hungry.

Bu Chu glanced at his blood bar: "Wait a while."

Then he went to pick up the things in the car, took a few pills, and used glucose to lift his blood up.

Then he walked to Myuu's side and sat down, stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, come on."

With the comparison of being shot before, it seems insignificant to be bitten on the finger now, not to mention being bitten so many times.

Myu looked at him: "Is it really possible?"

Bu Chu was a little surprised: "Is it possible, come on."

I've never seen this guy so polite before.

Then Myu took his hand and pulled it in his direction.

Bu Chu: "?!"

His eyes widened, and before he could be surprised, his lips were blocked.

Myu really wanted to eat him, swallowing and sucking his tongue.

Bu Chu felt that everything in his mind was being stirred to pieces by the other party. He finally regained some strength, but now he weakened again. He hammered Myuu's shoulder until his hand hurt, and the person in front of him did not move at all.

He couldn't push it away, couldn't speak, and when Miao reluctantly let go of him, he could only gasp for breath, feeling that his lips were swollen by kisses, and he couldn't even swear if he wanted to.

Miao looked at Bu Chu's bright red lips. In fact, he wanted to bite it, and if it bleeds, the taste will definitely be better.

But he thought that Bu Chu was afraid of pain, so he endured it.

"Bitting your fingers will hurt," Miao said, "this won't."

Bu Chu: "..."

He wanted to knock Myuu on the head and smash him to the ground.

The problem is that Miao is too good-looking, even if he is treated like this, he can't help but not do it, he feels guilty that he is destroying some precious artwork.

After he regained his breath, he saw that his blood bar had actually increased a bit.

Damn, absolutely.

Is this still fucking great?

Then wouldn't he want to thank Miao in turn, since he won't even need glucose in the future, it would be easier to just do it this way.

In the end, Bu Chu could only grit his teeth and wipe his lips with the back of his hand, saying: "...What are you doing??"

He hadn't dated anyone before, and naturally he didn't have any kisses. It was still such an aggressive kiss. Shouldn't he be glad that Miao didn't really bite his lips off.

Miao heard that Bu Chu's tone was not very good, so he paused.

"...Can't I do this?"

"of course not……"

"But didn't Bu Chu allow it?"

Bu Chu was speechless.

He did say it, but he didn't know that Myuu was going to come out like this! !

I was suffocated for a while.

The author has something to say: I was so sad that I cried until I fainted.

A weeping weak character.

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