Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

270 Who is prey (35,36,37)

270 Who is prey (35) Deep species

"You're not asleep?!" Le Jian raised his head abruptly, bumped a piece on the top of his head, and heard a slightly muffled sound at the same time.
Zong Que raised his hand and touched his chin, looked down at the smile in the young man's eyes and said, "I'm not asleep."
"You deserve to scare me." Le Jian touched his head, leaned over and looked at his chin, "Since you're not asleep, why don't you stop me?" Letting
him be entangled and come back alone always feels a little embarrassing, but when he hit it like this, the little bit of depression in his heart is gone.
Zong Que looked at him without answering, and Le Jian met his dark and deep eyes, where he still didn't understand what he meant.
He wanted him to stay on his own.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll really run away?" Le Jian stared at him tightly and asked, "What will happen to you if I run again?"
He knew the result, but he didn't seem so sure in his heart and wanted to hear his answer.
He was stuck in it, and he didn't want the other party to be so comfortable.
Zong Que said frankly: "It will be sad. It
would probably be like a missing piece of his heart, and this person was already an integral part of his life.
Le Jian looked at his eyes and detected the emotions accumulated in them, those words, those emotions were serious, and he was afraid that he would grind his heart: "Then if I have to leave, what will you do?"
Lock him up and not allow him to leave his sight, off his side.
Le Jian desperately wanted such an answer, he felt that his heart might be distorted, he longed to be possessed, imprisoned, he longed for this person to absolutely not want him to leave.
"If you must leave, I will let you go." Zong Que hugged his waist and closed his eyes and said.
Le Jian's boiling heart seemed to cool down in an instant, as if he had been thrown into an ice cave at once, and the pain was numbed by freezing in an instant: "... Why? Zong
Que took a deep breath and took the person into his arms, holding it a little tightly, so tight that Le Jian even felt a little suffocated, but he just let him hold it, but it seemed that he couldn't find a place to rely on.
"Because it will hurt you." Zong Que opened his eyes, his eyes were unprecedentedly heavy, and his heart was also honest as never before, "Repeated parting will make feelings out of control, I will always have limits, I will want to completely imprison you, locked up in a place where only I can see, cut off all backroads, but that is very bad, reason is covered by feelings, once love is unbalanced, the rest will only be distorted possessiveness, I don't want to do that." The
last thing he wanted to hurt was the person in his arms.
If he must leave, then let him go, even if the piece of his heart is dug up and taken away, he does not want to go to such a bad point.
"Can you understand?" Zong Que asked as he narrowed the emotions in his eyes.
The person in his arms did not answer, but just hugged tightly, breathing a lot deeper.
Zong Que gently separated from him, and when he looked into the young man's eyes, he saw the reddish at the end of the eyes and the water light in his eyes.
It was difficult for Le Jian to describe his emotions, he just felt that his heart was heavy, and his whole body seemed to be boiling, as if what he had been expecting was finally obtained, making his heart tremble and contract: "I understand."
He understood it before, but now he understands it more deeply.
The other party is not easy to let go, not without emotion, is reluctant, but still does not want to hurt him.
"I understand." Le Jian's voice was trembling, tears were blurred in her eyes, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but grin.
Perhaps he did not yearn to lose his freedom, but he could not find a way to prove his feelings, and at the moment, there was no hesitation.
"I don't want to leave you, not at all..." thought.
His unfinished words were sealed with a kiss by the overturned man, the force was heavy, it did not hurt, but he did not allow him to resist, and he did not want to resist.
No one can say what love is, only know what to do, and go deeper.
So he is, and so does the other side.
This contest, win or lose.
......
1314 was locked up in a small black room for three days, and the next day a kidney tonic was used.
[What are you thinking about?] 01 muttered after listening to it for a long time.
[I'm counting the time, should Lele also use a kidney tonic potion. ] 1314 was worried, but the next moment his spirit suddenly lifted, [One by one, you took the initiative to talk to me?! ] Oh! Why did you take the initiative to talk to me?! I...... I'm so happy, Yiyi, are you bored too..."
Its chatterbox opens, like a puppy with a tail wagging a flower, surrounded by front and back, left and right, full of enthusiasm, as if there is endless vitality.
It's noisy, but it's not noisy.
01 replied: [Hmm. It's
probably boring.
[Then I'll play with you, can you teach me what to bring when the exploration group usually goes out?] Did you go out with the host before...?" asked 1314 one by one.
Small words poured in, almost drowning the system in it.
01: [Ask one by one.]
1314 Doubts: [You can't remember one by one?] Can't be. 】
They are unified, data is transmitted with one click, and there is no omission.
01：【......】
......
As the saying goes, there are only tired cattle, there is no ploughed field, but no matter how fertile the soil is, it cannot withstand the turning of tens of degrees, and the water is steamed dry.
Le Jian is currently in such a situation, his back pain, and not in the traditional sense, is a dense soreness, gently moved, the sense of sourness instantly transmitted into his mind.
He hadn't been in pain for a long time, even if he had been on a mission before, he had been in ambush in one place for several days, and his whole body was numb, and he had never been so strained.
"Drink some water." Zong Que sat on the edge of the bed and supported the humane.
Le Jian lay in his arms, frowned slightly and approached the water cup, moistened the back of his throat and smiled without smiling: "Reason is covered by emotion, Mr. Zong said it so well." There
is really a beauty that does not care about people's lives and deaths.
Zong Que took care of this, grabbed his waist and helped the person on his shoulder and pillowed, "I'll help you press it."
"Hmph..." Le Jian snorted softly, but her arm was on his shoulder, and she was a little attached to the breath of this person, rubbing it on the side of her neck.
It was a little uncomfortable, but it was really enjoyable.
"Don't move." Zong Que pinched the back of his neck.
For a long time, there are indeed some impulses and hard to give up, emotional catharsis, and it takes a process to completely take it back, and now although it stops, the two hearts are agreed, and they can't withstand the slightest prodding. Dial.
"I'm like this, you still can't bear to move me?" Le Jian hugged his neck and smiled softly.
"Bear with me." Zong Que replied.
Although the effect of kidney tonic is too obvious, it is too provocative to teach a lesson.
"It seems that Mr. Zong really can't take it back once he opens the gate." Le Jianqiao smiled, not nervous.
Mr. Jiazong is a man of action, once he plans to start doing things, he will not talk nonsense with him, and if there is nonsense, it means that he has not planned to do it, and there is provocation. Leeway to dial.
"It's not so easy." Zong Que lowered his eyes and continued to press his sour waist.
Emotional things are not collected freely, only shallowness a long time ago, slowly accumulated, and the process of accumulation is not controlled by him, and unconsciously has been deeply rooted.
"It's okay, me too." Le Jian did not reject this, but indulged in it, his breath lightly hit the side of the man's neck and said, "If I don't move, just take a sip."
His voice fell, his waist and eyes were pinched, and an instant feeling of soreness spread throughout his body, and his brain was numb for a moment.
"Mr. Zong, did you mean it?" Le Jian was deep in the respiratory tract, and his body was a little excited.
"It's just massaged to the acupuncture points." Zong Que said calmly.
Le Jian, who had already seen his ability to open his eyes and say nonsense, naturally would not believe his ghost words at the moment, it was massaged to the acupuncture points, but it was definitely intentional.
"Mr. Zong." Le Jane called him.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"I suddenly discovered something." Le Jian wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers rubbed his neck pulse a little unconsciously, "Xiao Hemiao calls you dad, but call me brother, we seem to be inferior."
Zong Que's fingers paused slightly, and he realized that the person in his arms was about to become a demon: "Hmm."
"Then what should I call you？ Le Jian smiled in his ear, "Uncle, or... Father?
This whisper went straight to my heart.
Zong Que closed his eyes, let go of his waist, clasped the back of his neck and put the person on the bed.
Le Jane's gaze moved, looking at the person who was pressing on his body with heavy eyes, his heartbeat was stirring, but he loved this person's eyes like this, as if he was going to eat him, and there was only him in his eyes.
He gently moved his arm, but his waist was untimely and sore, and if it went on like this, it would really be wasted.
"Mr. Zong, I know it's wrong." Le Jian gently covered his lips and smiled, "Spare me this time." The
person who knows the time is Junjie, and he stays in the green mountains, and he is not afraid of no firewood.
Zong Que took his hand away and lowered his head to cover his lips.
Although the kiss is deep, it is not urgent, as if it is telling a strong affection, without desire, but it makes people's hearts seem to be heated in it.
......
Le Jian was able to walk out of the room for another day, although his skin was brittle and blood was thin, his physical fitness was good, and a day of rest was enough to recover most of the time.
And this time, there is no more that bound hand. Handcuffed, the people who surrounded him at the beginning were a little surprised, but Zong Que was on the side, but no one retreated.
"It's nice to be down-to-earth." Le Jian only glanced at those people and smiled as he walked out of the manor.
If the leader of the change let the one who came to do the task kill. With his hands wandering around, he only felt that the leader had a bad brain and was more guarded than them.
Speaking of which, Mr. Jiazong's behavior really looks like a love brain, although he is too.
"Where do you want to go?" Zong Que asked.
"Go over there." Le Jian looked at the shade of the trees, and it was that place where he stayed the longest since he came here.
The morning light is not dazzling, and the swaying shadows of the trees are beautiful, like a crown, covering the place.
The breeze sent the aroma of the flower garden, Le Jian sat down casually, looked at the figure next to him who was also seated, leaned on his body a little lazily and smiled: "It was in this place that I met Xiao Hemiao, and I also built a little bear tomb with her."
The small tomb was still taken care of at first, but the grass grew quickly, and within a few days the small soil bag was covered with grass, and even the so-called tombstones were buried, and at a glance, if it were not for the small triangular board, it would hardly be found.
"I know." Zong Que said.
"Huh?" Le Jian withdrew his gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that I have already entered your sight when I met her, I originally thought that my disguise was not bad, how did you see it?"
"Eyes." Zong Que said.
Maybe there is a change in the eyes, but many lives look for chasing, no matter what he becomes, you can recognize him by the soul.