[Rebirth] The paranoid school bully's cute and super sticky

"Jojo, I want you, be good, give it to me."

Regardless of will, regardless of body, regardless of rejection, forcibly demanding.

The deep and hoarse voice was full of paranoia, and he had lost his mind.

With tears in Shen Qiao's beautiful eyes, she shook her head helplessly, "Brother, don't, don't do this."

It's not that he doesn't want to have an intimate relationship with Lu Yan, it's just that he doesn't want to be in a situation where both of them are unconscious.

Moreover, Lu Yan's appearance will always remind Shen Qiao of those two years in his previous life, when he was locked in a gorgeous cage like a canary, enduring day and night...

"Are you willing to let him hug you, but not me?"

"No, not like that!"

With a tear, the pure white shirt was torn in two, revealing half of her shiny shoulders.

pain--

it hurts--

Shen Qiao opened her mouth and bit Lu Yan's shoulder, the faint smell of blood filled his lips and teeth, but Shen Qiao didn't seem to feel anything, with the pain, the bite became harder and harder...

Finally, Lu Yan's eyes were clear for a moment, and when he lowered his eyes to see Shen Qiao's pale and fragile face, his body froze.

"Jojo!"

"It hurts, it hurts, you go!"

The soft voice with a strong crying voice broke the hearts of those who heard it.

Lu Yan glanced down, her brows were tightly frowned, and she carefully picked up Shen Qiao, "Hey, don't do it."

Lu Yan felt strong regret in his heart, but it was more distressing.

Lu Yan planned to carry Shen Qiao to the bathroom to take a bath, but as soon as Lu Yan moved, Shen Qiao struggled violently.

"Don't touch it, go away!"

At this moment, Shen Qiao couldn't tell whether it was in the previous life or the present life.

He only knew that the nightmare that Lu Yan locked him day and night in his previous life was about to reappear.

"Go away, don't want you, don't touch me, woo, don't touch me!"

Lu Yan's eyes were dim, and her voice was hoarse. She stretched out her hand to forcefully wrap Shen Qiao's shoulders, "Don't let me touch it, who will touch it!"

Shen Qiao shook her body violently, subconsciously dodged, "Don't, don't touch me——"

On the petals of delicate and bright red roses.

The fair and tender boy curled up like a fetus in a mother's womb, shivering slightly, feeling extremely insecure.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes and stared deeply.

a long time.

Leaned closer.

"Don't touch me, woo, I don't want to do it, I really don't want to, please let me go, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't bully you at that time, I apologize to you, give you money, what do you want I'll give you everything, don't torture me like this anymore."

Those painful and tormenting memories invaded her mind, and Shen Qiao seemed unable to distinguish between the past life and the present life.

Lu Yan's movements froze, and he was keenly aware that Shen Qiao's words were inexplicable, his eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be an undercurrent rushing through the depths, but at this moment he didn't have the time to think about it, wrapped Shen Qiao in the quilt and kept trembling body, bowed his head and kissed lightly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

"Woo, don't do it, Jojo doesn't want to do it."

"Well, don't do it if you don't want to do it, good boy, go to sleep."

Although Lu Yan's heart was still churning with violent desire.

But he was even more afraid that Shen Qiao would cry.

........

The hot sun outside the window shines into the room through the gap between the curtains, dispelling the darkness in a room, and faintly illuminating the rose petals in a room, as well as the pure white shirts, bear socks and strawberry pants scattered on it... ..

Suddenly, the boy who was soundly asleep on the bed let out a groan, and slowly opened his eyes, and saw a strange ceiling.

Confusion flashed in his eyes, where is this?

Shen Qiao rubbed her eyes and was about to sit up, but as soon as she moved, she suddenly noticed something strange.

He is not inexperienced in human affairs.

Having met Lu Yan so many times in his previous life, he has a lot of experience.

My body was so sore, as if it had been run over by a truck.

Last night, he and Lu Yan?

As soon as this question came up, Shen Qiao sat up from the bed in an instant, stretched her ankle, and made a jingling sound, as well as a cool metallic texture.

When Shen Qiao looked down and saw the silver shackles wrapped around her slender ankles, her previous life suddenly appeared before her eyes.

An empty and gorgeous cage....

One with broken wings......

No, not the same!

The memory of last night was instantly clear, at least Lu Yan didn't force it against his wishes last night.

With a click, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Lu Yan approached with a glass of water, and when she saw Shen Qiao wake up, her stern and gloomy eyebrows became softer, "Wake up, drink some water."

Shen Qiao opened her round eyes, her little hands unconsciously grasped the quilt on her chest, and looked at Lu Yan defensively.

Noticing Shen Qiao's small movements, Lu Yan frowned, and quickly approached pretending to be a nonchalant gift, but when his hand was about to touch Shen Qiao's arm.

But Shen Qiao screamed suddenly, her body refused to tremble, she accidentally knocked over the water glass, and suddenly she became dizzy and wet the bedding, feeling cold for a while.

"I..." Shen Qiao opened her lower lip, then closed it tightly.

Lu Yan clenched his fists, and slowly let go, "I'll go get another glass."

Looking at Lu Yan's tall and gloomy back, Shen Qiao wanted to say sorry to him. He didn't deliberately avoid physical contact, but he was afraid that Lu Yan would treat him violently like last night again.

I also want to ask him if there is a tracker installed in the necklace......

What binds him in shackles around his ankles...

I want to ask him why he did that to him last night...

But my throat hurt like a fire.

There was no sound at all.

Lu Yan.

brother.

There were puffs of cold and puffs of heat in her body, and the two clashed. Shen Qiao felt extremely exhausted, and her eyes were blurred. Seeing Lu Yan's back disappearing at the door, she suddenly fell down limply.

"Qiao Qiao!" Lu Yan keenly heard the movement from behind, and immediately turned back and hugged Shen Qiao into his arms.

"Brother..." The curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a crystal teardrop hanging on it, which looked pitiful.

Lu Yanrou coaxed, "Hey, open your eyes and look at brother."

Shen Qiao raised her pale and fragile face, the corners of her lips curled up slowly, her voice was muffled and hoarse, "Qiao Qiao is so scared."

After saying this, Shen Qiao's eyes were completely closed, and a crystal teardrop slowly flowed down his eye socket, and landed on the back of Lu Yan's hand with a beeping sound, causing a burst of coldness and panic.

"Jojo, what's wrong with you? Wake up."

At this moment, boundless fear and darkness invaded Lu Yan's mind, and a violent breath surged in his heart, but he quickly noticed the unusual heat on Shen Qiao's body.

From childhood to adulthood, Lu Yan has no relatives to rely on, whether it is hunger or illness, he has carried everything by himself.

It was also because of this that he was particularly sensitive to some ailments. As soon as his palm touched Shen Qiao's hot cheek, he immediately noticed that Shen Qiao had a fever.

Lu Yan didn't even bother to worry about the fact that they didn't make it to the last step last night, and Shen Qiao wouldn't catch a fever.

I just hurried to the pharmacy to buy antipyretics.

After feeding Shen Qiao with the antipyretics, he put on a cold towel to help him wipe off his body's physical heat dissipation, and helped him change into a clean and tidy pajamas, then stuffed him into the quilt and hugged him tightly.

Her lips kissed Shen Qiao's forehead.

The deep voice is gentle and lingering.

"Jojo, wake up, brother knows it's wrong."

When Shen Qiao woke up again, she felt sticky all over her body and her throat was extremely dry and hoarse, as if a fire had been burned.

"Thirsty." A single syllable was vaguely uttered in a half-dream and half-awake, and soon his body seemed to be embraced by someone, with the cold cup pressed against his lips, and his jaw was gently pinched open by his fingers, feeling a sense of warmth A stream of water poured into his throat, finally dousing the burning fire.

Throat is much more comfortable.

Shen Qiao also woke up completely at this time.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a blue stubble protruding from Lu Yan's chin, his eyes were dark, and he looked very tired, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

"Lu Yan?"

"Take another drink."

Shen Qiao blinked her eyelashes, opened her mouth obediently and gulped down two big sips of water, then bit the rim of the cup and hummed a little.

"Don't drink anymore."

Lu Yan obediently put the water glass aside, then hugged Shen Qiao and lay down again, "You have a fever, and it went away not long ago. Sleep a little longer, and I'll ask the hotel to deliver the food."

Lu Yan was about to stand up and go out as he said that, but Shen Qiao grabbed Lu Yan's clothes with a slam.

Pale and chapped lips, slightly parted.

A small, hoarse voice sounded softly.

"Brother, is the tracker thing true?"

"Yes."

Lu Yan frowned as if he wanted to explain the tracking device, but Shen Qiao didn't intend to listen to his explanation, because he quickly asked the next question.

"Did you put the shackles on my feet?"

"Yes."

Shen Qiao grabbed Lu Yan's hand at the corner of her clothes, and suddenly the back of her white and tender hand, which was tightly clenched, faintly protruded with light blue muscles and bones. Just looking at it made people feel distressed for no reason.

He exhaled lightly, suppressed his trembling voice and continued to ask.

"Did you want to qj me last night?"

The written meaning of the two words qj is simply that one party forces X behavior regardless of the other party's wishes.

Lu Yan frowned even tighter, and replied hoarsely, "Qiao Qiao, I..."

"Lu Yan, now you just need to answer, yes or no?"

"Yes."

Gently, Shen Qiao loosened the corner of Lu Yan's clothes with her little hand.

But in the next second, Lu Yan wrapped Shen Qiao's hand into his palm again, holding it tightly, and never separated.

"Why?" Shen Qiao cried and asked.

"I saw Lu Xuyao ​​hugging you, I lost control of my emotions..."

"release!"

"Jojo?"

Shen Qiao slowly raised her head.

The palm-sized face is extremely pale, with fragility everywhere, and the beautiful eyes are full of water vapor, but they are like dust-covered beads, still dim, and the whole person seems to have suddenly lost vitality, which is painful. A sense of brokenness.

"I don't want to see you now, and I don't want to hear your explanation."

"Lu Yan, I want to go home."?