[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 87: Eating Game (16)

Lin Huaisheng's fullness of food and drink can be fully realized in just one person.

He hangs contentedly on Zhuyeqing's back, lazily looking like a squinting cat cub, but he is an adult after all, no matter how you treat him as a child who needs to be cared for, there is always something wrong with hanging him on someone. weight.

But Zhuyeqing didn't feel that this had any effect at all, he prepared his dinner very quickly, and it took almost no time to get it out of the pot and put it on the plate. And he just stood like this, eating almost three or two bites quickly, and then turning on the faucet, rinsing the plate and putting it away only took him a short time.

Lin Huaisheng, who was once present, probably never cared about the details of his blood slaves' lives, nor did he know what kind of identities and lives these human beings who have surrounded him for so long had in the past.

It was not until the step of wiping hands that Zhuyeqing slowed down. After they escaped from the blood clan territory all the way, the clothes on their bodies were no longer what they were then, but Zhuyeqing still kept the small and personal items like handkerchiefs.

After all, in a remote human town, where can I get a handkerchief made of high-quality materials?

He focused on wiping, as if completing a ceremony, and choosing the best thing was a devotion to the gods. He is a god, and Zhuyeqing is also equivalent to the division of God. This world is all God's court, but he defected from it and became a wandering pagan ever since. The reason is that he has a different interpretation of the "classic" love.

The former god became a believer to worship the god in his heart.

And the hands of the offering gods touching the gods must be clean.

Lin Huaisheng then woke up, and yawned sleepily: "Why did I fall asleep...?"

He was just leaning on Zhuyeqing's back just now.

Zhuyeqing touched his face: "Yeah, why did Shengsheng fall asleep and throw it away after use, what a bad boy."

When Lin Huaisheng heard this, he was embarrassed and unconvinced, but in the end he had no confidence at all, because he just fell asleep It's... Is Zhuyeqing angry?

He raised his face, but only saw the man's doting smile.

It seemed that Zhuyeqing picked up this weight that was not light but not heavy with just a light touch. This time he was holding the calf, and Lin Huaisheng sat in his arms, like a statue of a worshiped god, but it was not a western god, but a small Bodhisattva from the Bodhisattva Temple.

"Bad boy, let me hug you."

The title of bad boy made Lin Huaisheng a little unhappy and a little happy. He couldn't tell the reason. After all, he is not that smart. He is a person who can forget all his memories when he wakes up. fool. But he can naturally tell that the other party loves him very much.

Lin Huaisheng put his arms around Zhuyeqing's neck, the statue fell down, and became a dear lover in his arms.

Lovers are the best at playing tricks.

"Didn't you already hug me?"

Lin Huaisheng softly criticized the other party's scoundrel.

It was snowing outside again.

In this cramped room, the distance from the kitchen to the bed is only within ten steps, which is why Zhuyeqing needs to eat in a cramped manner.

Zhuyeqing put Lin Huaisheng on the bed, and put down his hand, but Lin Huaisheng didn't put it down, and finally the two fell into the bed together.

The oriental man's long hair hangs down, falling on his lover's ear and body. His hands propped up a space for his lover to lie comfortably in front of his eyes. His arms, his flesh and blood, and even his long black hair are all interpreted in love, making the confinement and protection coexist.

Lin Huaisheng was lying on his back, casting his clear eyes on Zhuyeqing.

In fact, what Zhuyeqing likes the most is these black eyes that are not of blood race. He stole the memory from Him, and he always remembered those clear and bright eyes in the falling fire. Lamb's eyes.

But he didn't experience it personally, so all the Lin Huaisheng that Zhuyeqing had painted, regrettably didn't have perfect eyes.

Now, he kisses those eyes.

"Do you think in your heart, 'my lover is too useless', and we can only live together in such a small room." While kissing, Zhuyeqing made a joke.

Lin Huaisheng shook his head: "No."

He turned his face and stared at the glass window at the head of the bed. The closed window was covered with snow and frost, and on the street outside, every house was closed, and the snow piled up to the calf in front of the door. High, it does not allow any life in Xuetian to leave the love nest.

The room is very cold, but the man's body temperature is very hot, Lin Huaisheng can still continue pampering as a matter of course.

Lin Huaisheng was very serious: "How many people can be like me now, every day when I wake up and open my eyes, snowflakes seem to fall in front of my eyes?"

Lin Huaisheng sat up, holding the back of the bed with his hands, and staring outside. After a while, he said: "Snow seems to have blocked the door of our house."

This is what Lin Huaisheng got from observing other people's houses.

After all, they also lived on the first floor facing the street.

Bamboo leaf green covers him.

"Then block it and don't leave."

It is really a very romantic thing to experience a snowy day with your lover.

...

Zhuyeqing thought that he would not sleep for a long time, but when he woke up, the street lamp outside the window was already on. Looking further away, there are also two or three households in the poor street with lights lit up.

He sat up, and the winter quilt filled with duck feathers and cotton slipped off his body. He held the quilt and gently covered Lin Huaisheng's side.

The man got out of bed, grabbed the shirt at the end of the bed, and re-buttoned every button, then the coat. But Zhuyeqing did not leave Lin Huaisheng, and was still beside Lin Huaisheng, staring at him quietly.

After a while, he dug out a needle tube from his pocket. The needle tube was filled with transparent liquid in advance, Zhuyeqing pulled out the needle sheath, pushed it a little, then plunged into her forearm and pushed it all at once.

The blood in Zhuyeqing's body reacted almost immediately, they burned intensely, as if burning a person alive, and Zhuyeqing endured this pain every time without changing his face.

He often thinks that in this world, he is the one who has the blood that makes Lin Huaisheng most addicted. So why can't it be true? Lin Huaisheng's destiny could only be achieved by injecting doses of drugs.

If he could design it, he would design a brand new identity for himself and Shengsheng.

Lin Huaisheng murmured.

He just woke up when he felt his head being touched, and then heard Zhuyeqing's gentle voice.

"Are you awake?"

Even though he was still sleepy, Lin Huaisheng nodded subconsciously. He didn't open his eyes immediately, but went back in his mind first. The first time he woke up, he forgot everything in the past. Every time he woke up later, Lin Huaisheng always had unnecessary worries, fearing that he would forget Zhuyeqing in front of him.

If he really will forget again, then these short moments of closing his eyes will at least make his attitude towards men not so bad.

The lover who closed his eyes stretched out his hand towards him, revealing the soft skin and chest, any devout lover would be fascinated by it.

The quilt has completely become a useless thing, Zhuyeqing uses herself to warm her lover.

Lin Huaisheng's bare arms rubbed against the other's thick cloth, his eyes were still closed, and he asked, "Have you gone out?"

Zhuyeqing said no.

"Just woke up."

Now he has gained enough favor from Lin Huaisheng, so that someone like Zhuyeqing, who has always been gentle and strong, has unconsciously complained about showing weakness.

"Why have you slept for so long?"

His voice was so soft that Lin Huaisheng felt that if he was not serious, he would not be able to hear clearly.

Lin Huaisheng opened his eyes, happy that he did not forget again.

He said to Zhuyeqing: "I just had one more dream than you, so I woke up later."

It was very ordinary words, but he could say an oath.

Zhuyeqing didn't know what kind of Lin Huaisheng he got: the pampered child in this story, or the real Lin Huaisheng himself, or even the Lin Huaisheng who had not died early in the original world. This is the answer that Zhuyeqing will never know, he must learn to stop and be content with this question. But Lin Huaisheng didn't have enough desire to explore, so Zhuyeqing became more inquisitive elsewhere.

The two kissed stickily, and in the kiss, Zhuyeqing probed for the answer he wanted.

"What did you dream about?"

Lin Huaisheng wanted to say, he had dreamed a lot, but none of them were real, he himself seemed to be watching flowers through a thick layer of fog, let alone repeating them to Zhuyeqing. All he knew was that he seemed to have forgotten many, many things.

Different eyes, different beds, but there is always a pair of hot arms, just like what they did just now, holding Lin Huaisheng tightly all the time, sometimes making Lin Huaisheng comfortable, sometimes making Lin Huaisheng hurt, as if afraid of him Ran.

Boom, boom, boom.

His dead, beating heart seemed to come alive because of it.

But Lin Huaisheng didn't plan to tell Zhuyeqing that he seemed to be hallucinating again, Lin Huaisheng was quite vindictive, he still remembered how the man made fun of him.

"I dreamed..."

During the process of his narration, he discovered that Zhuyeqing's subtle expression reveals his real concern. Lin Huaisheng was surprised and subtly proud of it, so he stretched his tone longer .

"I dreamed that I have seen many, many of you. Although they are different from you, they are all you."

After speaking, Lin Huaisheng had real doubts.

"For a blood race like me, maybe a deep sleep is a reincarnation?"

Lin Huaisheng was about to convince himself, after all, he was really lethargic now...

After hearing this, Zhuyeqing asked, "Then I have seen them before, will I like the old me?"

Seeing his reaction, Lin Huaisheng thought that Zhuyeqing was joking along with her own words.

"There are too many, I can't even like it."

Lin Huaisheng said this deliberately.

Zhuyeqing smiled and caressed Lin Huaisheng's cheek.

"Then remember that the time to love them is shorter and faster, remember that there is still me here, and I am still waiting for you, don't make me wait too long, okay?"

Listening to his tone, although he was not angry, he seemed to be serious of.

But isn't it?

Since he split from "Him", he has been waiting in this world for his lover to come, and it has really been too long.