honey trap

The bottom looks like a warehouse. Sure enough, there are piles of bread and milk, and more importantly, there are thick quilts stacked neatly.

It's just that there are ten of them, and there are not enough quilts. Two people must share a quilt.

The two girls can naturally be together, Yunsu wiped the sweat off his face, and Yuan Liu beside him huddled up and felt a little drowsy, as if he had fallen asleep.

Chu Wei originally believed that Lin Mitang trusted him more, and would definitely share the same quilt with him; never thought that Lin Mitang would sleep with him voluntarily because of Feng Chen's injury.Chu Wei was stunned for a while, Han Yang glanced at him, and gave a light snort. Although he couldn't sleep with the little rabbit, he felt at ease seeing Chu Wei slumped.

He wrapped himself in a quilt and moved to the other side of Lin Mitang.

Lin Mitang was wrapped in a thick quilt, and accompanied by a warm person, she felt warm all over after a while.

Such a warm atmosphere made him feel drowsy without knowing it, and in a daze, he also heard that someone brought the topic to Jiang Shen——

"Useless things, what if they die?"

"We didn't do anything, who would have thought that his psychological endurance would be so weak?"...

Lin Mitang felt a little frustrated when he heard that, he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy.

He just thinks that a person who has been bullied for three years and hasn't given up is about to take the college entrance examination. With his grades, he will definitely pass the exam. Will he commit suicide at this juncture?

Lin Mitang was thinking drowsily, his consciousness gradually fell into a deep sleep, and he seemed to be walking on the road in a daze.

The light circle in front of his eyes was suddenly near and far away, and Lin Mitang had already come to a warehouse door, and there were constant sounds of cursing and beatings from inside.

Lin Mitang nervously raised her hand and pushed the door open a gap.

Inside the house, a boy was being beaten by a group of people. He was covered in wounds and blood flowed from his forehead.

And the leader was someone Lin Mitang knew.

Feng Chen was smoking a cigarette, Han Yang flicked the cigarette in his hand, walked over and stepped on the boy's hand injury, "Why are you so proud? Do you have good grades? I can't even write the words. I will see how you take the exam... ..."

Lin Mitang couldn't see the face of the boy who was beaten clearly, he was a little anxious, he wanted to step forward to stop them, but he only felt that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his whole body was shaking in place.

Such Feng Chen and Han Yang made him afraid...

Just in the gap of hesitation, the previous cold feeling came up again, like human fingers lingering on the waist and back.

Lin Mitang trembled all over, and her face turned pale.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't get rid of the touch on his body.

A cold male voice sounded next to his ears——

"Aren't you going to save him?"

"I thought you were going to stop it, like when you were in the bathroom..."

Ke Lin Mitang still hesitated.

Because, this is him who is timid.

Lin Mitang was flustered, scared, and a little sad.

"Well……"

He seemed to want to speak, but the cold touch had already moved to his lips and penetrated.He was forced to open his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound... Something blocked his mouth, playing with his tongue, and the tip of the cold teasing tongue hurt.

The more he couldn't see, the more nervous he felt, and the tighter his body became.

"...Hmm, let go..." Lin Mitang whimpered with a cry.

Finally, as if the other party showed mercy, the cold touch dissipated. Lin Mitang seized the opportunity to turn around and wanted to escape, but in the next moment, something hugged his waist and pressed against the door panel. The shirt was rolled up, and the cold touch dissipated. In an instant, he got into the clothes.

In front of the dark warehouse, the door panel was a little rough, Lin Mitang was pressed on it, and his skin was a little red from rubbing.

There seemed to be a blur of light falling in front of his eyes, and his body was a fusion of ice and fire. He was confused and couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, only conditioned reflex was afraid that the people inside could hear his voice, so he gritted his teeth and was left in a panic. breath.

The voices in the room gradually faded away, he was turned over and leaned against the door, the long eyelashes on his blushing face kept trembling, through his wet eyes, he seemed to see a vague figure in front of him—— The outline is clear and handsome, but the deep black eyes set off by the pale to bloodless face are a bit frightening.

It's Jiang Shen.

Lin Mitang was so frightened that he woke up in an instant, he held his breath, the heat from his fearful body dissipated, leaving only the coldness.

Is it a dream? ...

But he couldn't wake up.

……

The system's voice sounded, [Don't be afraid, complaining about ghosts in dreams, I'll help you keep your heart, and you'll be able to wake up if you concentrate. 】

However, Lin Mitang still frowned, huddled into a ball under the quilt, moaning and chirping as if feeling uncomfortable.

The sound of the system paused, feeling inexplicably nervous, 【...why haven't you woke up yet? 】

……

Lin Mitang's soft sobs and whimpers of course woke Feng Chen up. He raised his hand and accidentally touched Lin Mitang's exposed slender waist. It seemed that his hot clothes were wet with sweat, and the skin of his tentacles became slippery, like It's a marshmallow hot enough to melt...

Feng Chen bit the tip of his tongue lightly, trying to restrain himself, but his fiery brain burned all his reason.You can easily taste this soft and sweet cotton candy just by turning your head slightly.The big hand holding the opponent's waist tightened, pulling him closer.

Even without the help of the system, Lin Mitang had long realized that it was a dream, and it wasn't that he couldn't wake up, but the situation just now made it difficult to wake up.

But now...

Lin Mitang seemed to have finally woken up. He opened his eyes suddenly, wanting to take a big mouthful of breath, but he still felt the suffocation illusion of poor breathing in his dream when he woke up.

... It's not his illusion, it's a real person.

In the dark environment, with tightly bound hands, on him is... Feng Chen?

Lin Mitang's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it, and said in a trembling voice, "You, what are you doing?..."

After Feng Chen was caught, he just paused for a moment, and then he said very naturally, "Didn't you say you want to take care of me?"

If you ignore his overly hoarse voice.

...That is not such a care method?

Lin Mitang glared at him angrily, and was about to push him down when his hands were caught.

"Don't move." The cold words were casually threatening, "Do you want them all to see?"

Lin Mitang froze there, afraid to speak for a moment... Now Feng Chen was a bit like the person in the dream just now, the coldness made his body tremble with fear.

The fiery kiss came down little by little, Lin Mitang pursed her lips tightly, her eye sockets turned red from being bullied.

Until a soft rustling sound sounded from one side, someone approached.

Chu Wei pushed his glasses, and said in a low voice, "It's not good for you to do this, is it?"

The others were in the corner not far away, but Chu Wei and Han Yang were close to them, and I don't know how long they just looked at them.

But Lin Mitang seemed to have found a life-saving straw at this time, and hurried to Chu Wei's side, "Squad leader..."

There was a grievance in his voice that he didn't realize.

Chu Wei responded softly, and stroked his soft black hair as if sighing.

"Tsk, don't pretend." Han Yang couldn't take it anymore, he gave a cold snort, and broke his disguise, "Didn't you say to change the game?"

Chu Wei didn't refute, he raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "I mean, it's not good to eat alone."

"What... mean?" Lin Mitang was taken aback, staring blankly at Chu Wei.

Seeing Lin Mitang's stupid look, Feng Chen clicked his tongue lightly, as if he was kindly helping him explain, "He wants to mess with you too, do you understand?"

Lin Mitang seemed to be frightened, her face turned pale in disbelief, she shrank back into the corner wrapped in a quilt, "Don't, stop joking..."

He remembered that there was a vague figure watching quietly in the dream just now——Chu Wei had always been with them.

It's just too late--

The heat climbed.

Lin Mitang's teary eyes were blurry, while she refused duplicity, she couldn't help but feel happy.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the copywriter liar climbed one for the master;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3077542751 bottles; 16 bottles of stagnant water bottles that are shaped like haggard wood every day;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!