Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After dealing with the emergency on the top floor, Liang Yanze returned to his room with a look of fatigue on his face.

He closed the door with his backhand and threw the mysterious shell onto the coffee table, making a crisp sound.

Liang Yanze untied his tie, unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, sank into the soft sofa, took out his cell phone, the light from the screen illuminated his slightly tired face as he flipped through work emails and unread messages.

Out of the corner of my eye, the shell on the coffee table moved slightly.

Liang Yanze paused sliding his finger across the screen and looked up.

The shell lay there quietly.

Did I see it wrong?

He frowned slightly. At that moment, he seemed to feel that the shell... turned in a different direction.

Jinchen's mist shrank in the shell.

It seems to have been discovered.

Through that hard shell, he could see Liang Yanze's inquiring gaze.

A feeling similar to shyness quietly spread.

The mist drifted out of the shell uncontrollably, slowly spreading throughout the living room, and finally entangling Liang Yanze who was lying on the sofa.

Liang Yanze was staring at the shells when he suddenly felt the familiar chill again, more obvious than when he was at the beach, which made him shiver.

The mist clung to Liang Yanze's body with pleasure, feeling the warm and strong heartbeat coming from under his shirt.

As I got closer, the pleasant scent became clearer, belonging to a mature male, clean body breath with a hint of soapberry fragrance.

It smells good.

The hunger surged up again, more acute than before.

The instinctive desire drove Jinchen to get closer, to get into the source of warmth, to get into Liang Yanze's flesh, and to completely possess this breath.

Zero's alarm bells rang loudly: [Host, stop! Stop! You can't go in there!]

Jinchen's movements froze, dissatisfied. "But I'm very hungry, what should I do?"

Zero Gungun was stuck and quickly searched the database, but there were very few entries about energy replenishment for non-human hosts.

It thought hard: [What do you need to eat?]

Jinchen looked at the human emitting an alluring fragrance, [Liang Yanze.]

Zero Gungun: […Huh!]

Just at this moment, Liang Yanze felt cold all over and his head felt heavier, so he stood up and planned to take a hot shower to drive away the cold.

He walked into the bathroom and closed the frosted glass door behind him.

The misty Jinchen followed in silently.

Liang Yanze turned his back to the door and took off his shirt, revealing his smooth back muscles and tight waist.

His skin was very fair, but he was not thin. His shoulders, back, and arms had thin muscles that had been trained and tightened slightly as he moved.

Jinchen instantly stopped worrying about what he had eaten.

Warm water gushed out from the shower head, quickly filling the bathroom.

The water droplets splashed on Liang Yanze's skin and slid down along the grooves of his back and waistline.

Outside the frosted glass door, invisible fog clung tightly to it.

[My wife is so beautiful.] Jinchen exclaimed.

Ling Gungun fell silent, consciously cut off visual sharing, and hid in the small dark room.

Jinchen sensed it with doubt.

Hey, why is the system gone?

But he was soon drawn to the beautiful scenery before him.

Jinchen didn't forget that Liang Yanze disliked him for being dirty.

The fog tentatively approached the range of the water flow.

The warm water flowed through the invisible mist, and the strange feeling made Jinchen relax a little.

Infiltrated by water vapor, the originally completely transparent mist seemed to reveal a very light, hazy hue between black and gray, like a ball of ink blurred by water.

Or small, lingering rain clouds.

The sound of running water suddenly stopped.

Liang Yanze turned off the water valve and raised his hand to wipe the water droplets off his face.

Amidst the misty water vapor, a gray-black, hazy fog or... cloud was suspended in the air above the bathroom.

Unlike ordinary steam, it does not dissipate easily, but instead has a vague and condensed outline.

Liang Yanze: "..."

He closed his eyes, then opened them again, but still didn't disperse.

Anyone who sees a strange dark cloud appear in the bathroom while taking a shower would find it extremely strange.

Jinchen didn't know that he was almost visible, but was just wondering why Liang Yanze stopped the water and looked over here.

As the incarnation of the essence of the swamp, his form can change at will. He stretched out a wisp of mist, like a soft gray tentacle, and curiously poked Liang Yanze's bare shoulder gently.

Liang Yanze froze when he felt the cold and slippery touch on his skin. His eyes became extremely complicated, with a mixture of suspicion and fear.

The gray tentacle seemed to find it interesting and slowly slid down, gently touching his pectoral muscles.

Almost at the same time, the suspended gray-black mist suddenly turned into a light pink color.

Liang Yanze: "..."

What a ghost.

Still a pervert.

He waved his arms, trying to dispel the strange pink mist.

The pink mist seemed to become more transparent and pink due to his movements.

Jinchen only felt that the tempting fragrance became stronger. The feeling of hunger urged him on, and the mist suddenly spread out, like a living viscous fluid, lingering and forcefully wrapping around Liang Yanze's body, and a hint of coolness tried to penetrate into his skin.

Liang Yanze's breath was choked as he was wrapped in the cold and slippery liquid. He was unable to break free for a moment. Pushed by this force, his back rested against the cold and damp glass door of the bathroom, and he groaned.

He turned his head away and subconsciously reached out to grab something to protect himself or to press the call bell, but he could not grab anything, let alone stop this pervasive and dangerous invasion.

"What...are you?"

Liang Yanze asked through gritted teeth, his voice a little hoarse and frightened due to tension.

Drops of water dripped down the ends of his wet hair, ran across his neck and collarbone, and sank into his chest which was wrapped in pink mist.

Jinchen knew he was asking himself.

He looked at Liang Yanze who was trapped on the door, his wet black hair, flushed skin, his panicked yet forced calm eyes, mixed with thrilling sexiness.

He wanted to answer, but found that he could not make any sound that humans could understand.

Jinchen is very hungry and needs energy.

The desire to penetrate the flesh became stronger again.

Ling Gungun finally couldn't help it and shouted anxiously.

[Host, I've found out. It requires a little blood. Ask him to give you a drop of blood, and you will temporarily gain the power to speak.]

Jinchen caught this information.

The pink mist surrounding Liang Yanze surged slightly, conveying a clear desire.