Qin Jue felt like he was being picked up, and he had no strength at all. His eyes were all black and red when he opened and closed them, and the roof was shaking.
There was nothing warm about this embrace, she thought.
A pair of arms gently put her down. In a daze, she saw that she was being put down on the clean white tile floor. There happened to be a floor-length mirror in front of her. This place was probably near the clothing area.
"Yue En... warehouse..." He murmured in his mouth, using all his strength to hold up his upper body, when he saw his own appearance in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and was suddenly startled.
She simply couldn't recognize what she looked like. Her body was as dry as dry wood, her skin was pale and bloodless, her long hair was dull and dry, her cheeks that were once plump were now so thin and sunken, and her eyes were dark and appeared to be extremely large.
It was as if there was not much life left in this body, something had sucked it dry.
When she grabbed the Splasher's cervical spine with her bare hands just now, she was deeply immersed in her anger. At that moment, she let something take over her reason, because she knew she could not retreat.
It's like making a deal with the devil. There's no chance to figure out the price.
She reached out and caressed herself in the mirror. A heavy soreness seemed to have been suppressed for a long time. At this moment, it finally filled her chest and burst out from Qin Jue's eyes. The tears washed away the blood drops and stains on his face, making his face look even more terrifying.
Suddenly, a pair of cold hands grabbed her shoulders and pushed her into her arms, and Qin Jue bumped into a hard chest. Her upturned face met those completely black eyes. She burst into tears, sobbing incessantly, suddenly collapsed and confused, and even gave up on herself.
Bone-like fingers slowly touched Qin Jue's face. The fingertips were cold and followed the traces of tears to his lips. Yu Sheng tapped her lips with his fingers, then turned sideways to expose his neck, and tapped the red bump on his cervical spine.
I don't know if it was because of the battle just now, but the red protrusion appeared more swollen, undulating and pulsating slightly.
Qin Jue's tears stopped abruptly due to fright. There were still tears on her face, and she looked a little dumbfounded with a look of shock on her face.
What's the meaning? Is that what she meant?
The young man in front of him reached out and took off his collar, turned his back to Qin Jue and lowered his head slightly. His pale complexion, slightly closed eyes, his bangs hanging down obediently, and the lean lines between his shoulders and back were very quiet and beautiful at the moment.
There was a familiar fragrance of green bamboo filling the air, but this time it was a little different. The aroma gradually became richer with a bit of something else, so rich that Qin Jue started to feel a little sick.
In her confusion, she could not help but imagine how she would pinch this fair neck, press it against the wall, and then do something.
Qin Jue's eyes began to turn red, a violent aura suddenly rose, and he impatiently wanted to find a breakthrough. A red mist appeared in front of her eyes, and she heard her own drumming heartbeat, hitting her eardrums and her remaining sanity.
In her confusion, she even felt that she could be so powerful that she could dominate her. Some people would prostrate themselves while others would bow their heads.
Then she saw herself stretching out her hand with wrinkled skin, grabbing Yu Sheng's green and white neck, closing her eyes, opening her mouth and biting the red protrusion on his neck.
There is a warm current at the entrance, pouring into the mouth like a column. It is not the same as the expected strong fishy taste, but has a slight sweetness. What followed was overwhelming joy, with all the cells in the body clamoring for joy.
She closed her eyes in desire and satisfaction, a tear streaking down her cheek.
It was also at this moment that she finally realized a problem: she could no longer be her past self, at least not entirely.
Qin Jue was addicted to sucking and couldn't extricate herself. She wanted more, but she just didn't know how else to do it.
Suddenly opening her red eyes, she let go of Yu Sheng's neck, then slammed him against the mirror, jumped on his back from behind, grabbed his waist and abdomen with one hand, and strangled his neck with the other.
Yu Sheng's pale face was pressed against the mirror, showing a rare expression of pain. Qin Jue then saw himself in the mirror next to Yu Sheng's painful face.
The hair is flying in the air like flames, the muscles on the body are as full as before, the lips are bright red, the red eyes are full of aggression, and the face is filled with the irritability of dissatisfaction with desire.
The moment she saw herself in the mirror, it was like a basin of ice water being poured from her head to her feet. She climbed down from Yu Sheng in a hurry, and her eyes instantly returned to their original state. Touching his plump cheeks with both hands, he couldn't help but think of the monster in mythology who picks up yang and replenishes yin.
Qin Jue wrung his hands together and said without hesitation: "I'm sorry!"
Yu Sheng was obviously a little uncomfortable. He fell to the ground with his back against the mirror, opening his mouth and gasping loudly. He was half-naked and had an unnatural flush all over his body, which made his gray complexion very unusual.
It looked as if something terrible had just been done, and... it wasn't over.
Qin Jue looked at him on the ground and felt that he really had scumbag attributes. She looked around, grabbed a hoodie that was about the same size visually, and put her hands and feet on Yu Sheng's shoulders in a panic, and then she picked up the reason that she had been so confused that she had nowhere to put it.
Just as she was about to ask him about his situation, a blue and white hand suddenly stretched out, pressed the back of her head, and brought her closer. The moment he opened his mouth, he was greeted by another pair of cold lips.
She could hear her own heartbeat and feel his. He has a heartbeat, a low, powerful pulse, driving his own vitality. The clear fragrance of bamboo began to fill her nose again, and she was really unable to extricate herself.
She could clearly feel what Yu Sheng wanted, but she really didn't know how to do it. Yu Sheng put his forehead against hers and said slowly, "Mark me." He pressed his lips to hers again, "Be my queen."
His clarity and loyalty are almost always on display at this point. Qin Jue could feel part of herself shouting, "Hurry up!" The other part, which seemed to be rational, was asking her, "No! It shouldn't be like this!"
But what should it look like?
Suddenly, an arc of lightning pierced the tiles and struck directly at Yu Sheng, splitting apart the shelf they were leaning on, leaving a cracked dent on the floor tiles.
A tall figure walked slowly from the spreading dust, and with every step he took, there was an electric sizzling sound under his feet. Lei Shao got closer and closer to her, and finally came to stand in front of her and stretched out a hand.
"Is this why you ran out?"
His eyebrows were deep and his outline was as sharp as a cliff, giving him an intimidating look.
Qin Jue suddenly felt guilty for no reason. When he reached out to her, her reason made her retreat step by step, and soon she retreated to the wall of the passage.
