Abyssal Kingdom

Wei An brought home a bunch of orange juice and beer.

When passing by the park, he put his shopping bag on the side of the road and pulled Guiling to build a snowman.

What he makes out is not the artistic snowman he imagined that fits his personal hands-on ability, or the kind of big balls piled up by children, without clear shapes and exquisite details. A vague fantasy of the world.

Wei An found that he couldn't make a snowman at all, but Gui Ling was very good at it, and even taught him how to make snowballs. He must have done similar things before.This man can't do any housework, but he's good at all kinds of fun.

In order to make the snowman look better, Wei An used his ability to turn the snow into a small hat and scarf for the snowman. His level of control of this is a bit rough, but it is very good for a snowman.

"I must have built a snowman when I was a child," Wei An said.

"Well, this is a typical snowman made by children." Gui Ling said.

"Did you stack them when you were a kid?"

"...When I was young, I went to the ice and snow world of the amusement park and built a huge snowman."

This was the first time he talked about his childhood. This person seemed to exist in the world out of thin air, or as if he was born at the beginning of the universe, but it was not like that.

Wei An nodded, it was a matter of course.

The clothes of both of them were wet, and they walked back with their bags in their arms. Wei An said, "Now we have built a snowman together."

"Ah."

When they got home, the building was dark from the outside, without lights, like a huge tombstone in the snow and ice.

Wei An didn't know how many people were still alive in the building, and he could imagine that there would be trouble soon, but they still came back here.There is no other place to go, they just want to find a place in this world that looks like a superficial place to stay.

The two of them took a shower to wash off the winter chill.

Wei An's injury is still not healed, but the bleeding has stopped anyway, and there is a faint pain of burning flames.

He came to the warmly lit bedroom, and saw that Gui Ling had already taken a shower, was wearing a shirt, and was sitting on the bed reading a book.

Can't tell what kind of book it is, Wei An suspects that it is the "A Brief History of the Great Dark Age" that he read during the day, the name is depressing.

Wei An climbed onto the bed and said in a coquettish tone: "Sleep."

The other party gave a gentle "hmm" and put the book on the bedside table. It was indeed the broken book. I don't know what it looks like.

Wei An leaned over and pressed him on the bed by his shoulders.

"You let me touch it," he said.

Now he made this request confidently, without careful probing, and without waiting for Gui Ling's consent, he unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt and leaned over to bite the skin near his collarbone.

The other party took a breath, but did not say anything.

Wei An not only bit, but also licked along the texture of the skin, and slowly expanded the area.

Guiling's heartbeat started to become faster and lost its stability. Wei An was very satisfied because he made the opponent's body rhythm become chaotic.

He felt that Gui Ling raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch him, but the strength didn't fall on him.

Wei An stopped his movements, raised his head, and brought his head to the opponent's palm, so that the man's hand fell on his head, but the contact was still very light and restrained.

Wei An said, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I know your situation," Gui Ling said, "I have to...be careful..."

He seemed a little uneasy, Wei An looked at him, and found that this posture was indeed... a bit excessive.

It is different from the time when he was attached from the back before. Now he is almost pressed against Gui Ling, and the body contact area is very large - Wei An likes this state of clearly feeling the weight and texture of the body. He feels that he is real, not Then there are some fluffy "happy life labels" ideas.

He clasped one hand around the waist of the man, stroking and feeling the other man's body eagerly.

Of course Wei An knew what these normal behaviors meant, it was too inappropriate.He unconsciously rubbed his head against Gui Ling's palm, raised his finger, and the light went out.

As if in the dark no one sees, he can be free and not be defined.

He leaned over slowly again, biting the place where he was licking and sucking just now, the other party's breathing was rapid, and the palm of his hand landed on his back cautiously.

He felt that his behavior was stupid, like a young animal with a confused mind, who hadn't passed the oral stage, gnawed meaninglessly on another animal, and got childish and inexplicable pleasure from it.

After a few seconds, Wei An felt Gui Ling's hand grabbing his shoulder a little harder, he likes to exert influence on that person's body like this.

But at a certain moment, Gui Ling gasped in embarrassment, and whispered, "Wei An..."

His voice was low and hoarse, Wei An felt his chest vibrate slightly, and the man's palm was carefully pressed against his lower back.

He suddenly felt a strong desire explode in his body, making his throat tighten and his breath choked, it was a terrifying longing to take full control of his body——

Wei An quickly straightened his body, stepped back, and kept a distance from Gui Ling.

The man's clothes were messy, and there were marks on his body, which were hidden in the clothes, and his eyes were almost black, staring at him.

He sat up slightly, not sure what he wanted to do, whether he wanted to push him away, or something else, he looked like he didn't know what to do, and was a little at a loss.

Wei An swallowed his saliva.

"It's true," he whispered, "it's offensive."

Wei An took a breath and returned to his seat on the other side of the bed.

"Sorry," he whispered, "I won't go overboard like this again."

He felt that Gui Ling was watching him for a while, but he didn't say anything.

Wei An certainly knew what was going on.

He was a bit slow to respond to physical desires, but he knew quite a lot about such things.

Wei An's unresponsiveness before was due to the relationship of the slave system. People like them are like this. If they want to go to bed, they need a lot of drug background adjustments to feel some physical desire in the psychedelic state.

Normally, they're just... no.

Wei An has always been like this, he doesn't want to at all, and feels disgusted.

Although he used to yearn for it when watching romance movies, and felt that physical contact is what love comes from, but sex...he just doesn't like it.

Sex to him was an expression of power, of deprivation and control, and even those that were relatively good, relationships were always the same.

When he thinks about it, his mind is full of messy things, extremely disgusting, but f*cking physically exciting.

There is no normal picture, there is no such thing in his mind, and he wonders if there is no such thing in this world.

This house belongs to Cheng Fangding, a friend of Wei An's in Taoyuan.

He must have never lived in this room, but when Wei An was cleaning the room before, he saw some... indescribable utensils.

He was shocked. Is it necessary to do this in a new house?The man said before that he would come here to deal with business, probably for his indentured slave named Xu Mo, of course it might not be for someone else.

He said that he would give this house to Wei An, but he didn't mention it. He probably felt that Wei An also had this need, and these utensils were hard currency.

Wei An remembered that the indentured slave's face was blurred and pale.

He was Cheng Fangding's senior when he was in college. He used to be very good, but his family lost power, and he owed a huge debt to him, so he fell to this point.Cheng Fangding didn't really abuse him—but it's hard to say depending on the type of tools—but he knew that when he fell to this point, that person would lose his place in this world and be deprived of his language.

Wei An complained about this to Gui Ling in the morning, all such things he has seen are like this, no matter how beautiful it is, it involves too much dark power.

When someone like Wei An thinks, he also thinks about the same thing, about sexual suppression and being suppressed, the desire to control in his bones, wanting to hold the things he likes completely in his hands, manipulate him, hurt him, destroy him. Only by loving him can he feel the bloody joy and feel temporarily satisfied.

After that there was an even greater void.

Wei An was extremely annoyed by the restlessness of his body at this moment. The good times he imagined were more simple and everyday, and there must be no such things mixed in.

He stared at the ceiling, waiting for the restlessness in his body to subside.

It was something he had managed to find perfect and real, not to get a little dirty.

Of course he still wants to touch it, but he must control the degree of contact, don't be so... close, avoid the danger zone.No problem, he's always been good at controlling.

Although he kept his distance before going to bed, Wei An found that he had rolled to Guiling when he woke up.

He put his arms around his waist, buried his face in his chest, and slept well, he hardly ever suffers from insomnia now.

He thought about controlling it yesterday, all physical contact seemed to be dirty, but at this moment he was sure that the contact was warm and clean, like two animals sleeping relaxedly next to each other, there was nothing shady about it.

Gui Ling was awake, but didn't move, and they just let themselves go quietly on the bed.

It was dark and it was going to snow again.

Wei An just curled up quietly for a while, felt something, slowly raised his body, lay on Gui Ling's body and looked out the window.

He felt the fluctuation of the energy monitoring network, which could be seen even with the naked eye. There were several military vehicles parked on the street.

Wei An wasn't too nervous. Anyway, Guiling could open the space door, so they had no problem going anywhere, and the federation's superpowers couldn't stop them.

Only the evil spirit-like thing made by someone in the deep space is a bit troublesome, but that's just because the power tentacles involve a lot.

Wei An even thought about which small empty county town they could go to, and the two of them could live well.

As long as this person is around, he can live well anywhere.

It's just a pity that the orange juice, beer and a bunch of vegetables he bought.

"What's wrong?" Wei An said.

"It's not looking for us, it seems that something happened to the relocation floor over there in the black mist area." Gui Ling said.

Wei An nodded. Most of the owners who were voted out of the community back then were gathered into the basement by Mrs. Li, but there were obviously exceptions.This one looks very powerful, can refuse to be isolated, and come back directly in the form of a human being, and the recovery state should be better than Fang Tong.

"Is anyone dead?" he said.

"No," Guiling said, "it seems to have damaged the landscape of some communities."

"Hmm..." Wei An lay on top of him with a blank face for a while, thinking about this not-so-distant crisis, "Are there still a few owners who didn't come with us at the party yesterday?"

"A dozen or so." Gui Ling said.

"I think they think we are officers, and the federal army will know soon." Wei An said, "Let me get two documents from the Ministry of the Interior, which are very useful. But I'm afraid we need paper documents. I'm now Using the system to make a snowman scarf is the best..."

"This kind of thing needs an item output program, let me adjust it for you," Gui Ling said, "Get up."

Wei An got up slowly, and watched the man sit up, use the space program engine to make a holographic screen, and adjust the program of the deep domain system. He sat beside him with a blanket and prepared to learn.

Things have come to this point, Wei An found that he still wants to delay for a while, get a legal identity, and live in a building like a haunted house.

This is a dream that will soon be shattered at first glance, but he just wants to procrastinate.