[BL] Disabled Cannon Fodder has Dreams [Quick Wear]

3.11

Song Xisheng slumped on the ground reluctantly, and no longer wanted to speak, "System, if the mission fails, I must complain to you to restore it."

    System: "Temporarily out of service area."

    Ha ha.

    Song Xi smiled forcefully, preparing for the storm of anger from the Demon King.

    Time passed slowly, and when Song Xi thought the space was still, Qiao Zizhen suddenly pulled away, gently picked him up and wiped with a cloth, his voice was a little hoarse, "Don't take the knife with you next time, it's very dangerous."

    Is this the end?

    Song Xi was dumbfounded, and so was the system.

    After wiping, Qiao Zizhen took off the black cloth covering his eyes and rubbed the corners of Song Xi's reddish eyes with his fingers: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

    Song Xi was a little frightened, the perverted state was too calm, unbelievably calm.

.He shivered and blinked: "It's all, it's fine."

    Qiao Zizhen took out a new set of clothes and put it on him slowly, with no trace of crying on his face, "You are here..." Suddenly, he thought of something, his eyes flashed darkly, and the words on his lips were harsh. Changed to "Come with me."

    Song Xi put on his clothes and was helped to stand up. Just as he was about to go by himself, his legs softened and he fell back into the man's arms.

    Oh wow, it's broken.

    Qiao Zizhen's chest shook and laughed loudly.

    Song Xi blushed, his teeth were grinding, what a smile, what a good thing you did yourself, scumbag!

    Qiao Zi really laughed enough, squatted down next to him, his movements were very obvious, "Come up."

    If you let me go up, I'll go up?

.Song Xi snorted coldly, lay on his back neatly, circled his hands around his neck, put his chin on the man's shoulder, cleared his throat and asked, "Where are you going?"

    "Look for something to eat." Qiao Zizhen said and stood up, holding his butt in his hand and avoiding somewhere.

    "Oh..." Song Xi subconsciously swung his foot, and glanced at the abandoned knife on the ground, suddenly feeling guilty.

    Qiao Zi crossed over the knife without looking sideways, as if nothing had happened, raised his hand and patted the young man's writhing ass: "Don't move."

    "Hmm." Song Xi put away his guilty expression, and then remembered to look around.

    At a glance, the two should be in an animal cave, which is not too big or not small, and the things inside are quite complete.

    The entrance of the hole was covered with vines, and Song Xi raised his hand very naturally, and raised his width to be extraordinary.

.When I walked out of the cave, my vision suddenly became clear. The sun came in little by little through the gaps in the treetops, and quietly fell on Qiao Zizhen's hair.

    Song Xi couldn't hold back and grabbed the man's hair, which was black and soft.

    Simply a bald public enemy.

    "What's the matter." Qiao Zizhen lifted the person up. After two months, his temper was unexpectedly good.

    Song Xi buried his fingers in the man's hair and grabbed it casually: "curious, how old are you?"