After Being Bound By The 404 System (Quick Travel)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 The Book Boy (11)

The rain came suddenly, and fell all at once, making a dull sound and covering up some sounds in the dark.

Only when he leaned as hard as he could, could he faintly hear the sound of crying and the tiny sounds caused by the movements. The driver was caught off guard by the rain and hurriedly opened the umbrella and waited for the people inside to come out.

But he waited outside for a while and saw no one answered, so he hesitantly knocked on the sedan sill and asked inside: "Master? The carriage has arrived at the house."

Bang -

the car curtain was suddenly lifted from the inside, But it returned to calm the next second, and the coachman was stunned for a moment. At that moment, he saw a very dazzling white color, which seemed to be exposed skin...

"No..."

The whimpering resistance was blocked, and he tried his best to reach out. The hand that escaped was pulled back forcefully, squeezed between the fingers, and the fingers were intertwined, inseparable.

After about a while, the rain became heavier, and the coachman did not dare to make any more noise outside. Seeing this, the guard at the door of the house stepped forward to ask. When he was about to call in again, a big hand with clear bones opened the curtain.

A tall and handsome man wearing only his underwear came out, climbed the steps and got out of the carriage, holding someone in his arms. When everyone looked at him, they couldn't see his face at all, only that he was completely covered by his outer robe.

The driver hurriedly opened the umbrella and handed it over. When he saw that the person was gone, his racing heart calmed down.

The guard wondered: "Who is the young master holding in his arms?" The coachman

smiled sarcastically: "I don't know..."

But in his heart, he was thinking, who else was in the carriage besides Jian Xingsheng, who else was with Yi Wenxiu.

But I never expected that the young master would be so frivolous. In the carriage...

patter, patter -

the rain knocked on the doors and windows, the cold wind blew gently, the dark clouds were low, the sky was gloomy, but the house was hot.

The cold bed was warmed by the body temperature, and the overlapping bodies were vaguely visible inside the curtains. Jian Xingsheng tilted his head and looked down with lowered eyes. His eyes were red, and his eyelashes were wet with tears and stuck together wetly. He bit his lower lip and cried intermittently: "Don't do this..."

He folded his legs and fell on the bed, avoiding the man's outstretched hand, but not long after, he was dragged back by his legs.

The man looked at him in a condescending posture, with half-draped eyelashes leaving shadows under his eyelids. His dark eyes were deep, staring at the person beneath him, like a hunter looking at the prey he had fallen into a trap.

"Be good."

...

When the fur ball came back from the system space, the whole ball was dusty.

In order to get some ointment, it borrowed money from all the stores, and finally bought the ointment from a scalper.

"You're cheating Tong!"

Maoqiu looked at the small tube-shaped ointment, his heart was bleeding, he cursed and prepared to go find Jian Xingsheng, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered Jian Xingsheng's consciousness space, he encountered a mosaic.

This mosaic... looks familiar.

Maoqiu thought for a while and opened the task progress bar: Sixty-nine percent...seventy percent...

it is actually growing!

It seems that the host has... Hehehe,

Furball was overjoyed. Looking at the mosaic, he was full of joy. He was worthy of being the host he brought!

...

Jian Xingsheng felt as if he was in a furnace, and his whole body was about to melt.

He opened his eyes in confusion, finding it difficult to even raise his hand.

The man held him in his arms, pressing his forehead against the other's broad chest, and he seemed to be able to hear the steady and powerful heartbeat.

Jian Xingsheng's consciousness slowly returned, and his cheeks felt hot as he recalled the madness last night.

When he moved a little, he couldn't help but take a breath at the discomfort and soreness coming from the unspeakable parts of his body.

The hand around his waist tightened, Yi Wenxiu half-closed his eyes, leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The man naturally touched his forehead to check his body temperature.

Jian Xingsheng was a little awkward, but he had experienced the most intimate moment. At this time, he couldn't help but subconsciously get closer and complained in a low voice: "I told you not to do that last night..."

His chest vibrated slightly, and the man smiled sullenly: "What's that like? "

He smiled and slowly slid his hand over Jian Xingsheng's body, teasingly, "Is this it? Or is it this way?"

Jian Xingsheng grabbed his hand in shame and couldn't help but raise his voice and wanted to shout, but his voice was hoarse.

"You..."

He couldn't help coughing a few times, but fortunately Yi Wenxiu got up in time and brought him a glass of warm water.

After warm water entered his throat, Jian Xingsheng stopped coughing, and the water stains left at the corners of his mouth were wiped away with his hands.

The soft lips touched the skin again at some point, and Jian Xingsheng unconsciously hugged the man's neck. His body shrank slightly, but was spread out mercilessly.

The night is long.