Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

The scorching breath seeped through the thin clothing and penetrated into the tiny pores of the skin, dispelling the chill in the icy cage.

Leaning on Lavelle's chest, Wen Chu said what he couldn't say to Qi Shi just now: "I feel a little uncomfortable."

Lavel was stunned for a moment, his heart filled with dense aches and pains. He took off his coat and wrapped it around Wen Chu's body, and then hugged him horizontally: "It won't be uncomfortable soon."

Qi Shi stared blankly at this scene, feeling guilty and guilty all at once. Looking at this appearance, the vampire was obviously very kind to Wen Chu, and it was impossible for him to do what the vampire who came to him said.

But he did such a stupid thing, and almost caused Wen Chu to die because of it.

Lavelle gave him a cold look, turned and left.

Covered with a warm coat, Wen Chu's chin was stuck on the collar, only his head was exposed, and it seemed to be full of Lavelle's breath inside and out.He was hugged quietly, away from that extremely cold cage, Wen Chu didn't break free for the first time.

He suddenly thought of something: "Qi knows him..."

Lavelle clenched his hands, looked down at Wen Chu, and said inexplicably, "Why are you still thinking about him?"

Wen Chu met his gaze, looked at him for a while and asked, "Are you angry?"

Lavel held Wen Chu's hand and gently stroked his back, his face softened: "Am I fierce?"

"It's not fierce," Wen Chu said, "it's not quite the same as usual."

"Annoyed," Lavelle said.

Wen Chu shrank his head a little further into his clothes: "...Is it because of me?"

That's right, being put on such an inexplicable matter for no reason, and running over to save others, Wen Chu paused, his voice was a little soft, and his eyes were on the corner of his clothes: "I'm causing you trouble."

"It's not because of you," Lavelle looked at Wen Chu's pale and dry lips, his voice was low, "I'm angry because someone made you uncomfortable."

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment.

But Lavelle didn't say anything, and hugged Wen Chu even tighter, as if he wanted to strangle him into his flesh and blood, but he was afraid that he would hurt and had to relax his strength.

He walked quickly to his room, pulled out his hand and took out a ball from his pocket, with a flick of his wrist, he casually threw it into the prison where Wen Chu stayed just now.

Originally, Qi Shi lowered his head and followed the two of them not too far away, and caught a glimpse of Lavelle's movements.Looking at the past along the way, as soon as he turned around, a huge roar sounded, and a heat wave rushed towards his face, the flames soared into the sky, with a scorching and unbearable breath.

He was slammed into the wall behind him by this impact force, and when he regained his composure and looked forward, he saw only a pile of smoke and scattered stones.

Qi Shi was completely stunned, that person... blew up this place?

The impact behind was firmly blocked by Lavelle. Hearing the voice, Wen Chu raised his eyes and looked at Lavelle. Thinking of what the man said just now, he didn't ask anything.

Lavelle took him directly to his room, put him on the bed and went to unbutton Wenchu.

Wen Chu opened his eyes wide, and immediately pressed his hand: "What, why?"

"Check your body for any injuries," Lavelle said.

"No," Wen Chu moved Lavelle's hand away, "No injury."

"Then why is it uncomfortable?"

"It's a bit uncomfortable to be tied to the cross." Wen Chu fastened the button that had just been half undone, and smiled at Lavelle, "But it's all right now."

Lavelle looked at him with heavy eyes, but didn't speak.Fragmented golden hair hung down, shimmering in fragments of light under the overhead lights.

The pale hand stopped in mid-air, with nowhere to put it, and a light shadow fell on the back of the hand.

Wen Chu was in a trance for a moment, something was wrong...

A hand finally moved, seemingly touching Wen Chu's cheek, with the fingertips lightly brushing across, with a voice almost sighing: "It's because I didn't protect you well."

Wen Chu immediately sat up half propped up: "This has something to do with you..." Before he finished speaking, the strength on his arm disappeared, and it seemed that the strength of the medicine had not passed, and his little arm was sore and soft.

Lavelle's other hand went around and rested on his back.

Wen Chu's back was very thin, Lavelle could touch his bones, and the sharp part touched his fingertips.He even had an illusion that he could circle people with one hand.

He couldn't help but pressed lightly.

Wen Chu got stuck in the shell and glanced at Lavelle. The touch on his back was very obvious. He turned sideways so that his back would not touch those hands.His gaze also moved away, and he completed what he hadn't finished: "What does this have to do with you?"

Lavel stood up, without saying a word, turned and walked towards the door: "I'll ask someone to make you something to eat."

He closed the door, let out a breath, leaned against the wall behind him, raised his hand, and his eyes fell on the palm that was touching Wen Chu's back tightly just now.

He squeezed it lightly.

Just the touch just now made his heart beat faster.

Turning his gaze to one side, Lavelle lost the expression on his face and stood up straight. He had been focusing on Wen Chu just now, but he didn't notice that someone followed him: "This is not where you should come."

Qi Shi shook hands tightly: "Is he okay now?"

"It's none of your business," Lavelle said.

"I..." Qi Shi took a step forward and wanted to say something, but he clenched his hands tightly. He hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't say anything, and then backed away.

"I know what you're thinking," Lavelle said, "I feel that the blood race is ruthless and ungrateful, how can it be good for human beings, only things related to interests are reliable."

He sneered, and walked towards Qi Shi: "You really think you are the world, and you don't have any evidence, so you dare to do such a thing, and you're playing tricks?"

Qi Shi's face was flushed, and he lowered his head with a particularly remorseful expression.

"What do you think Fred would have done to him if I hadn't been there?"

Qi Shi's heart was lifted by the last sentence. On both sides of the prison are a group of red-eyed and crazy vampires. If Lavelle didn't come, the consequences...

Lavelle had already stood in front of Qi Shi, looking down at him: "Just because he chooses to forgive you, doesn't mean I will."

Qi Shi froze on the spot, his words seemed like Lavelle and Wen Chu were the ones who had a closer relationship, while he himself was more like an outsider.

"Sorry..." Qi Shi glanced at the closed door, then turned and left.

"Hey, I didn't expect Ravel to be so fierce to humans."

Lavelle looked at the person lying outside the corridor window.

Wisch hooked the frame of the window with both hands, and hung in the air: "You were so fierce just now."

Lavelle leaned against the wall again, and said calmly: "He almost killed Lin Yu, how can I have a good face, my heart is not so big yet."

"You blew up the prison?" Vesch asked.

Lavelle said "hmm": "It's not pleasing to the eye."

Vesch sighed, and rested his chin on his arm: "You've been very strange lately."

Ravel lifted his eyelids to look at him.

"Impulsive, irritable, reckless, violent..." Vesch said, "You used to be very gentle."

"Drink less blood." Lavelle argued.

"The lifespan of the blood race is very long. Human beings only occupy a small amount of time for you. There is no need to invest too much emotion, or it will be painful when you forget it." The two seemed to be talking about each other.

Lavelle looked at the door frame, his pupils dilated for a moment, his voice was very soft, but extremely firm: "I don't lose that little life, and I don't want to forget it."

Wei Siqi was stunned: "Are you..."

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