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

Wen Chu became in a trance, and the touch on his lips spread to his brain bit by bit through the tense nerves.The hand propped on the bed clenched unconsciously, and he stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the quilt, but he didn't push the person in front of him away, his body seemed to be frozen.

Song Baifeng covered the back of his slightly cold hands, and clasped his ten fingers, the intertwined finger bones sank into the soft bedding together.

He stepped back when he was a little out of breath at the beginning of Wen, and his lips almost touched: "Don't push me away?"

The ending sound rises, which is indescribably ambiguous.

The voice seemed to melt into the dense night, and it lingered in Wen Chu's ears lightly.

Wen Chu came back to his senses and struggled to step back. Song Baifeng pinched his fingers: "What are you running for?"

Wen Chu didn't know how to answer, he just felt that his heart was in a ruthless confusion, and he didn't know what disturbed his thoughts, a mess.

Song Baifeng stepped forward, and lightly pressed his lips, and it fell apart instantly. His tone was no longer frivolous just now, and he asked very seriously: "Do you hate it?"

Hate……

He didn't seem to hate this kiss, but there seemed to be a hurdle in his heart that made it difficult for him to accept this kind of feeling.

Looking at this scene, Tang Yuan rested her chin and sighed, there is such a person in every world who desperately wants to keep Wen Chu, and Wen Chu can fall into the pit every time, it is used to it.

Hearing the voice of Tang Yuan, Wen Chu came back to his senses, and suddenly realized a problem that he usually ignores on purpose - he does not belong to this world.

Maybe Song Baifeng likes his face and his cherry-flavored pheromone...

And then he was leaving.

"What are you thinking?" Song Baifeng picked his chin, and made him meet his own eyes. The two pairs of eyes reflected each other's shadow. Wen Chu saw from those dark eyes that he was the most real under this skin. look like.

"I..." Wen Chu's Adam's apple rolled down, he turned away, his eyes fell on the dark corner of the bed, and he answered Song Baifeng's previous question, "I don't like it."

Song Baifeng's hands paused, and he slowly withdrew his hand, but his eyes were fixed on him, as if he wanted to see a little bit of lying from him.

Wen Chu didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

Song Baifeng's other hand was still intertwined with Wenchu's ten fingers, he pulled his hand away, and said lightly, "It's fine if you don't like it."

Wen Chu was stunned by these words, his hands tightened suddenly, and then slowly loosened.

The room fell into silence. After a while, he sat down on the bed, lowered his eyes and said, "Then go back and rest. Aren't you busy recently? I should go to bed too."

Song Baifeng didn't speak.

Wen Chu hooked the quilt over and was about to sleep, but suddenly his hands wrapped around his waist from behind and pulled him to the side. Wen Chu thought that Song Baifeng would kiss him again, so he pursed his lips tightly, but Song Baifeng didn't Didn't do that.

There was an itchy feeling on the back of the neck, Song Baifeng's calloused fingertips gently rubbed against the gland, and then pressed slightly harder, teasingly, a few times.

The tactile sensation there seemed to be particularly obvious, Wen Chu felt that he could even feel Song Baifeng's fingerprints, and the slightly warm fingertips slid across his sensitive parts little by little.

Every time he pressed it, Wen Chu felt that his breathing became uncontrollably faster, his lips parted slightly, and he asked impatiently, "What... are you doing?"

Song Baifeng's palm was wide, it seemed that one hand could wrap around his entire neck, and his voice was low, slowly drifting into his ears: "You don't like me kissing you, then do something else."

Before Wen Chu had time to think about what the other things were, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation and a slight tingling. The mint-flavored pheromone slowly flowed into his body from the back of his neck, and flowed along the blood to his limbs. skeleton.

His senses were paralyzed little by little, his body seemed to be relieved of strength, his eyes had no focus, and the end of his eyes gradually turned red, and he could only stand still and be forced to accept more and more pheromones entering his body, filling his body. occupy his body.

The cool touch traveled through the body, Wen Chu felt as if he had been fully opened, and then strands of pheromones filled the whole body.

Wen Chu couldn't help shaking.

I don't know how long it took before Song Baifeng slowly let go. Looking at the man in his arms who was limp in a ball, he took out a band-aid for glands with a pink cherry pattern printed on it from the coat he had taken off, and gently Stick it on the back of Wen Chu's neck.

His eyes gradually gained focus, Wen Chu came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw the man who was hugging him and smiling maliciously. Most of his consciousness had drifted away just now, but he could still feel what Song Baifeng had done to him.

Wen Chu reached out and touched the slightly frosted band-aid behind him, and after a pause, he realized that his innocence was gone?

Wen Chu gritted his teeth and said, "Song, Bai, Feng!"

There was still a tinge of red in the corner of his eyes, which did not make his words more threatening, but added a touch of charm to the whole person.

Wen Chu stared at the man fiercely, and tugged at his collar: "What do you mean?"

Song Baifeng was not annoyed when he was beaten, and he smiled like a fox: "A temporary mark."

Alpha and Alpha cannot be marked for life, but this temporary mark is still possible.

Wen Chu was annoyed, and reached out to hit someone: "You're going to mark me, why did you attack me just now? I thought you..."

"Wait a minute," Song Baifeng thought for a while, then asked in a calm tone, "Since when did I attack you?"

"You...forget it," Wen Chu stroked his sleeves, "Song Baifeng, let's fight."

Either you die today, or I die.

Song Baifeng put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Then you hit, I won't fight back."

Wen Chu stared at him without saying a word.

"You mean just now," Song Baifeng said, "You said you didn't like me kissing you, so I was thinking that this trip can't be in vain, I have to do something to you to satisfy me..."

Wen Chu had an intuition that he couldn't say anything good, so he immediately covered his mouth with his hand.

Song Baifeng moved his wrist away, and said seriously: "I didn't hurt you, I was just thinking about what to do next. Don't be angry, or...you bite back?"

Wen Chu was still annoyed, and without saying a word, he put his arm around the man's shoulder and bit it. With a lot of force, the strong smell of blood spread from his mouth in an instant, and he poured his pheromone into it all at once. Go inside.

After waiting for a while, he suddenly realized a problem. He immediately let go, frowned and asked, "Are you unable to adapt to my pheromone?"

This person still has a battle to fight tomorrow, will it make him feel uncomfortable and affect his performance?

Song Baifeng seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his sudden stop. The glands were not satisfied, and he kissed him in a daze: "The pheromones entering from the glands will undergo a chemical reaction, and then they will be judged as their own substances. Avoid the body's rejection reaction."

Wen Chu tilted his head to avoid his kiss: "Where's the Band-Aid? Take it out and I'll stick it on for you."

Song Baifeng paused, looked at Wen Chu and said, "I just brought one."

"...I, I," Wen Chu felt that the ruthlessness he had just used was completely different from Song Baifeng's gentle bite just now, and he said anxiously, "Then what should I do? Will I get sick or something? Will it delay your tomorrow?" about?"

Song Baifeng looked at him with a smile: "What are you worried about, just bite."

Wen Chu put his hand on the crook of his leg, lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry."

This appearance is very cute, and he is wearing pajamas with a little fluff, like a kitten admitting his mistake.

It made Song Baifeng want to kiss him again.

He picked up the coat that had just been thrown aside: "It's getting late, I have to go. I'll pick you up after two days when things are over."

Wen Chu was still a little worried about his glands, and said after a while: "Then you should be more careful..."

Song Baifeng had already walked to the door, but when he heard this sentence, he turned back and raised Wen Chu's chin to let him look at him: "I think you were lying to me when you said you didn't like it."

Immediately after, another long kiss fell on his lips, and then he left contentedly.

Liang Tingnan and Liang Tingbei didn't come back all night, and Wen Chu didn't sleep all night under the quilt.After all, there were too many things that happened last night, and he needed to digest them.

It wasn't until the lights in the dormitory came on that Wen Chu slowly got up and got out of bed, spread the messy sheets casually, and the two of them walked in while they were washing.

The nose is blue and the face is swollen, and the appearance is particularly "handsome".

The people who lived in the dormitory were still wondering why the door of this room was like this when they got up early in the morning, but they understood what happened after seeing the two people with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Probably because of a fight with each other, the door was smashed.Considering the identities and strengths of these two people, it is not impossible.

Wen Chu paused and asked, "Did Song Baifeng hit you?"

Probably because of not sleeping all night and being beaten up, their minds were a little stuck. It took the two of them a while to change their boss's name from "Song Baifeng" to "General Song."

"No, no, how can it be called a fight between the superior and the subordinate?" Liang Tingnan said, "The general gave us a little guidance."

Wen Chu: "..."

He quickly packed up his things: "I'll go buy medicine for you."

Liang Tingnan immediately pulled him back: "Oh, don't, don't, it's too dangerous for you to go out by yourself." He pointed to his face, "It looks serious, no bones are injured, you have to believe in the resistance and healing of our special forces ability."

Another person with exceptionally strong resistance and healing ability was standing refreshed in the military parking lot at this time, waiting for the incoming army.

Several people followed behind him.

But no one seemed to notice the point.

Song Baifeng turned his head and asked a subordinate next to him: "Do you have a glandular band-aid?"

"No," the man said, subconsciously glanced at the glands behind him, and then was taken aback, "What's going on?"

He immediately remembered that Song Baifeng went to Fergus to face the Freedom Army yesterday, and asked: "The Freedom Army? They actually hit the human gland? Is it so fierce? Even you can be injured, so our battle... "

The man never got to the point he wanted, Song Baifeng waved his hands impatiently, and said coldly, "What's the matter with those trash from the Freedom Army?"

The subordinate asked curiously: "Who is that..." He regretted halfway through speaking, who else could it be.

With a breezy smile on Song Baifeng's face, he said, "My wife bit me. He wants to mark me temporarily, and I can't refuse."

Subordinate: "..."

He gave a faint "oh", obviously he didn't want to talk to Song Baifeng anymore.Thinking about who can drag away this general who seems to have changed.

But Song Baifeng felt that he was in a high position, and he didn't want to care about his subordinates' feelings. He groped in his pocket, and after a long time of groping, he took out a pink band-aid with cherries on it, and pretended to say, "Oh, so he put a band-aid on it for me." .”

Then tore it open, and pasted the pink band-aid on the gland indiscriminately.

Extraordinarily conspicuous.

"..."

It's early in the morning.

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