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

The temperature around the lips seemed to be burned in, gradually burning the whole body.

With eyes on the person who is close at hand, Wen Chu closed his eyes, but he was surrounded by another person's breath, pouring into his heart, feeling stuffy.

The scorching breath dissipated slowly, Wen Chu took a deep breath, and before he could recover from it, it came overturning like mountains and seas after a while.

The lips were tightly blocked again, this kiss was young and disorderly, violent and eager, and it aroused a fire in my heart little by little.

Lavelle was facing him right now, with one leg bent on the cushion between Wen Chu's legs, one hand resting on his shoulder, his cold fingers moving slowly, gently stroking the back of his neck and cheeks , and finally fell on the soft hair.

"...Hmm." Wen Chu was gradually out of breath, and pushed him away.

Lavelle's body froze for a moment, his brain, which was occupied by desire, gradually came back to his senses, and the lips of the two slowly separated.

They all seemed overwhelmed.

Lavelle's fingers were slightly curled up, trembling undetectably, his eyes were lowered, his body was motionless, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Wen Chu was panting, his chest heaved slightly, the end of his eyes was red, his head was resting on Lavelle's hand and he leaned back on the glass, he glanced at Lavelle, and turned his head away.

Lavelle's Adam's apple moved, as if he wanted to say something.

"Ding--"

When the cable car arrived, the door opened automatically, and the cold wind from outside slipped in through the door, but neither of them had any intention of moving.

"...Do you need to clarify now?" Lavelle asked.

"What did you say?" Wen Chu mumbled in response, "Let's go back first."

He is not a fool, he naturally knows the meaning of this kiss, but he wants to pass it by in such a vague way.

This happened too fast, probably even Lavelle himself hadn't figured out the reasons for these actions, it seemed that they were just the product of brain fever, desire suddenly came up, and everything came to make people feel at a loss.

Wen Chu didn't know how to respond.

Lavelle only looked at him with lowered eyes, his eyelids half-closed, and after a while he withdrew his hand and took a step back: "Sorry."

Wen Chu pursed his lower lip, stood up and left without saying anything.

Lavel followed behind the man not too far away, half a step away between the two, but his gaze was firmly fixed on Wen Chu's back.

Wen Chu realized that even walking was a little awkward.

"I'm going out tonight."

Wen Chu's attention had been on walking, and when he heard the footsteps stuck, he continued to move after a "hmm".His mind also turned back immediately, realizing that the "going out" that Lavel said referred to the human world.

He licked his sore upper lip and asked, "Do you want me to go with you?"

A very simple word came from behind: "Yes."

Wen Chu still wanted to ask what he was doing outside, but he was afraid that some vampires would hear him later, so he didn't say anything.

I went back to my room by the way. This time it ended earlier, and there were still a few hours before the time Lavelle said.

Wen Chu had just slept there for a while, and he wasn't sleepy yet. He took a shower and changed into loose clothes, and sat cross-legged on the bed, with Lu Yuan's notebook in front of him.

Just now when Lavelle said he was going to go out, he suddenly remembered this matter again. He had already gone through the notebook, and he would probably return it when he met someone. Wen Chu was afraid that he might miss something, so he decided to read it again.

If it wasn't for Lavelle's reminder last time, he wouldn't have noticed the details on the first picture.

Ravel...

Wen Chu bent his hand holding the pages of the book, and rubbed the corner of the book with his fingertips, his emotions were lifted, he couldn't figure out how he felt, he just wanted to keep all these messy things in his heart.

After a while, he sighed, put the notebook aside, got up and walked to the window, opened the window and was stunned for a moment.

He turned his head slowly and saw Lavel who was lying on the window sill like him.

Wen Chu: "..."

Lavelle seemed to notice that the man was slightly speechless, and said with a smile, "Let's take a breath."

"...Oh," Wen Chu leaned his elbows on the window sill, "Let me take a look at the painting on it."

The eyes are looking down.

Upon hearing this, Lavel reached out and turned on the light: "Look."

He said these two words very lightly, as if they were floating over, Wen Chu's ears twitched.

The originally scattered light gathered on the painting above his head, Wen Chu raised his head, and immediately looked at the green pendant.

Wen Chu couldn't help asking: "Why did you engrave this here? Did you ask for it?"

This painting is actually nothing at first glance, but after knowing the meaning of it, the more I look at it, the more I feel a little scared.

Most of the buildings in other places are starry sky, beautiful scenery and so on as the base map of the dome, but Lavelle hangs such a somewhat bloody pattern on the top of his head strangely.

"I asked for it," Lavelle said. "It's nice."

nice?Wen Chu turned his head slightly and looked at the person next to him expressionlessly.

But found that Lavel's eyes seemed to be on him all the time.

Wen Chu's gaze turned back calmly.

"When the war broke out more than 20 years ago, the blood race could leave here at will. Lu Yuan and I accidentally found this mural in a cave." Lavelle looked up, "After the war ended, I became a duke , I have my own territory, so I engraved this picture on it."

"It's nothing special, it's probably... wanting to get in touch with the outside world, or to remind myself all the time."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Wen Chu suddenly said: "No."

Ravel froze for a moment.

"You won't be like other blood races," although the man didn't finish his sentence, but Wen Chu knew what he was worried about, and twirled his fingers and gestured, "You...you won't be like them."

The corners of Lavelle's mouth slowly curled up, and he lowered his head to hide his smile.

Wen Chu was in a better mood, and he called out, "Laville."

"Ok?"

"Are these things coming to an end?" Wen Chu asked.

Lavelle was silent for a while: "Hurry up. Go there tonight for the last weapon test. If there are no problems, we will attack here in about two days."

"Two days?" Wen Chu didn't expect it to be so soon.

"As long as those nobles are dealt with, it will be much easier to deal with the remaining commoners." Lavelle said, "So the conference the day after tomorrow is the best and last chance."

"After you go out this time, you will stay at my house," Lavelle clasped his fingers tightly on the window, "...can you wait for me to go back?"

The car has no roof, and the faint moonlight is reflected in this small square world.

Wen Chu leaned sideways against the car window, raised the ledger with one hand, and saw the writing on it clearly with the faint light.When the night wind blew, he stretched out his hand to gather his coat, and surrounded himself more tightly.

Lavelle glanced at him: "It's not good for the eyes."

Wen Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave a lazy "hmm" when he heard the words, but did not move: "It will be returned to Lu Yuan in a while, I will take a look."

And without looking at the ledger, he didn't know what to do. After all, that kind of thing happened only during the day, and the two of them were still in a delicate relationship. Just sitting together, let him...

He was stunned for a moment, and the thing in his hand had been taken away.

"I've seen everything on it," Lavelle said, "If you want to know, you can ask me."

Wen Chu retracted his empty hands into his sleeves: "...Oh."

"Is it cold?" Lavelle asked again.

Wen Chu shook his head and said, "It's not cold."

The blood race's night vision ability is very strong, the voice fell, Lavelle looked sideways slightly, and saw that half of the man's face was buried in the collar, with a slight blush on his cheeks, as if blown by the wind.

The eyes are very bright.

Ravel took off his cloak.

The only bright color in Wen Chu's sight suddenly moved closer, the ends of her blond hair were blown by the wind, and some strands of her hair fluttered on her neck, making it itchy.

There was an extra piece of clothing on his body, this cloak was huge, Lavel met Wenchu's eyes, and after a while hooked the corner of the clothes and stuffed it between Wenchu's shoulders and the back chair.

Wen Chu's body froze for a moment, and he immediately came back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay." Lavel wrapped the person tightly, but he didn't move his body after speaking, and he didn't intend to retreat, he just looked at the person quietly with downcast eyes.

With the moonlight behind his back, his already pitch-black eyes were even more profound at this moment.

"I want to ask..." Lavelle paused for breath, "What happened today... do you hate it?"

Hate?

Wen Chu didn't feel this way, more confused.But he also felt very strange, it seems that all this happened is not very surprising.

He couldn't say hateful words to Lavelle, but he couldn't say... like it either.

Wen Chu glanced forward, the driver was still driving dutifully, turning a deaf ear to what happened behind him.

Probably because of the extra clothes on his body, Wen Chu felt a little hot, so he coughed lightly: "Where are we going now?"

Lavelle seemed to laugh, knowing that Wen Chu was changing the subject, as long as it wasn't annoying.

He boldly pressed a kiss on Wen Chu's forehead, and sat back in his original position amidst the man's astonished expression.Then he said slowly, "I'll take you home first."

Wen Chu didn't even think about it: "I won't go back."

Lavelle froze for a moment: "Why?"

Wen Chu turned his head and looked outside, the night sky was extraordinarily bright at this time, with stars scattered

"me and you together."

Probably because of the imminent battle, the base at night was glowing with cold white light, looking majestic and quiet, and the surrounding security was particularly strict.

The car drove into the building and stopped in the same place as last time.

Lu Yuan had been waiting on the spot for a long time, he was relieved when he saw the shadow of the car, he strode to the front of the car, and was about to knock down the window when he stopped.

Lavelle looked sideways at the sleeping person leaning against his shoulder, feeling a little reluctant to move.

Lu Yuan bent over and lay in front of the car for a long time, and was very speechless when he realized that Lavelle had been staring at Wen Chu, and had no intention of coming down.

He knocked lightly on the door and window.

When Lavelle heard the voice, he raised his eyes reluctantly and gave alms, his face was as smelly as it was.

Lu Yuan: "..."

Who did he provoke in the middle of the night?

After hesitating for a while, Lavelle still pressed Wen Chu's shoulder lightly, and stretched out his hand to hug him.

Wen Chu woke up immediately, frowned and rubbed his eyes after being woken up, the clothes around his body fell down with his movements.

"Are you awake?" A slightly low voice rang in my ear.

The voice was very close, as if it was whispered close to the ear.

Wen Chu's bewildered brain immediately woke up, and the sense of touch in his head was also very obvious.

Realizing his current posture, he straightened up expressionlessly after a while, without even looking at Lavelle, muttered: "Thank you" and was about to get out of the car.

He didn't expect to see Shang Luyuan's indescribable expression through the car window as soon as he turned his head.

The man also added fuel to the fire: "If you want to be intimate, can you wait until the business is done?"

The author has something to say:

There are a lot of exams recently, I bow and apologize