Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Alric felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, frowned and was about to get angry, but the next second, he was interrupted by a warm body that suddenly approached.

Jinchen reached out, hugged him gently, and buried his forehead in the crook of his neck.

"...Alric," Jinchen's voice came hazily from his neck, and his warm breath brushed against his skin, "I'm so worried about you..."

He wrapped his arms around Alric's waist, tightening his grip. "You're always hurt... Don't you need me? Don't you need me to stay with you?"

Alric had not expected this development at all.

He subconsciously wanted to push her away, but his raised hand stopped in mid-air, and he could only say dryly, "I didn't say I don't need you."

Jinchen raised his head, his eyes slightly red, his blue eyes soaked in water, clearly reflecting Alrick's somewhat bewildered face.

Looking into those eyes, Alric forgot what to say for a moment.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +8, totaling 33! 】

Jinchen took Alrick's uninjured hand, placed it against his cheek, and stared at him without blinking.

Alric pursed his lips and saw Jinchen leaning forward slightly, approaching him, his blue eyes widening before him...

"You lied to me."

Jin Chen didn't kiss him as he expected. Instead, he stopped at the distance where their noses touched and whispered, "That's what you thought. You were hurt, but you didn't let me know. My concern only earned you cruelty..."

He began to accuse Alric, and the more he listened, the more he felt as if he had done something wrong.

Alric's injured arm was bandaged properly and hung stiffly. He was holding someone in his arms, and for a moment he couldn't find the right strength to push the person away.

But the irritability of having just escaped from a fierce fight and returned injured was still lingering in his veins, making his tone still very bad.

"Cyril, you always say this nonsense... Go away now, I need to rest."

Jinchen lowered her head and kissed his lips that spoke such cold and harsh words.

He embraced her tighter with his arms, but did not kiss her deeply, waiting for Alric to take the initiative.

It wasn't long before Alric's lingering anger and restlessness took over.

He was breathing heavily, clutching the collar of Jinchen's pajamas, and kissing her back fiercely and violently, almost like biting.

I felt Jinchen's palm rubbing my back a little hard, and I was too lazy to think about pushing it away.

However, the deeper the kiss went, the more Alric felt empty.

He narrowed his lustful green eyes, obviously not expecting the innocent Cyril to understand more.

Alrick became inexplicably more irritated, and suddenly, as if to vent his anger, he bit Jinchen's lower lip hard.

The rusty smell of blood immediately spread between their lips.

"I told you," Alric's voice was hoarse and a little helpless, "don't mess with me at night."

Jin Chen hummed softly, stepped back a little, brushed aside Alric's sweaty hair, and looked at him intently, "But you're injured, Alric, I can't just ignore it."

His fingertips stroked Alric's brow and placed a very gentle kiss on it. "Alric, doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Alric retorted stubbornly.

The next second, Jinchen also bit his lower lip, with a force even harder than Alric's just now.

Alrick was caught off guard, hissed in pain, frowned and glared at Jinchen.

In an instant, he met Jinchen's blue eyes.

"Look," Jinchen said, "you're obviously afraid of pain."

Alric: "..."

These are two completely different things!

Jinchen's arms wrapped around his slender waist, "The wound shouldn't be treated so roughly."

As he spoke, he rubbed Alric's tense neck soothingly, "You can come to me anytime in the future."

His touch seemed to have magical power, and the soothing feeling brought by the touch of lips and teeth, and the gradually rising infatuation, gradually eroded Alric's defenses.

Alric slowly relaxed.

Then, a strong sense of tiredness and sleepiness swept over him, but the hand massaging him neither lightly nor heavily, and the warm body behind him, made him feel comfortable.

Alrick was almost immersed in it, but at the most relaxed moment, Jinchen ended the kiss and stopped massaging the back of his neck.

Alric felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.

He opened his eyes and stared at Jinchen with some dissatisfaction.

Jinchen nuzzled his nose, her tone gentle, but the words she said seemed so cruel to Alric.

"Then go to sleep. I won't disturb you tonight."

damn it.

Alric found that he was actually... reluctant to let go of this warmth and touch.

He cursed in his heart, frowned unconsciously, and raised his hand to wipe the back of his neck in annoyance.

Jinchen made a move to get up, and as he moved, the warmth that belonged to him on the other side of the bed was about to leave.

Alric felt even more irritated and empty.

He didn't hesitate much, his body reacted before he thought. He reached out and pulled Jinchen, who was half sitting up, back down.

"Don't go!" Alric said, pressing his strong body against him, trying to fill the empty space with his body temperature, his tone firm and almost overbearing.

"Didn't you say you'd stay with me? Let's sleep like this tonight!"

As soon as the words came out, Alric was stunned.

I couldn't believe that such words, which were almost like a spoiled child, came out of my mouth.

But it was night... He made excuses for himself, he didn't need to maintain that damn polite gentlemanly demeanor at night.

He can be more spontaneous.

Jinchen was pulled back into his arms, and the corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

But he didn't obey immediately. He brought the subject back and coaxed her, "Then do you promise me? If you get hurt in the future, you must come to me and not deal with it carelessly."

Alric just wanted him to calm down and keep him company at this moment, muttering impatiently.

"...Okay, okay! I promise."

He found Cyril a real nuisance.

But only when this person was once again obediently embraced by him did the inexplicable irritability subside.

He took Jinchen in his arms and slid into the soft quilt.

Jinchen put his arm around him, and his fingertips gently stroked the wound through the gauze. His other hand also gently and regularly stroked his waist in a soothing manner.

It's like the soothing sound of a gurgling stream, so comfortable that it makes one's muscles and bones go soft.

Alric closed his eyes and did not feel awkward being hugged like this. Instead, he felt particularly at ease.

He suddenly spoke vaguely, "...Don't you find it strange?"

Jin Chen thought he had fallen asleep, so he lowered his eyes in confusion. "What's strange?"

Alric closed his eyes. "During the day and at night... my attitude towards you is so different. Are you so stupid that you can't feel it?"

It turns out to be this.

Jinchen raised his eyebrows and lightly touched his cheek with his fingertips. His gesture was full of pity, but his eyes in the darkness revealed a depth that was inconsistent with the "innocent Cyril".

"It's okay," he lowered his voice.

If Alric had been more alert and awake at this moment, he might have noticed that Jinchen's expression and actions were more like the pervert he wanted to kill.

"You can be whatever you want, Alric."

Jinchen lowered her head and placed a gentle kiss on the tip of Alrick's nose. She stared into his eyes in the darkness, curled her lips and whispered, "I love you."

"...Shut up, Cyril." Alric's ears turned a little red.

He pressed Jinchen roughly against his chest, trying to hide his palpitations, "Go to sleep!"

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 38! 】

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 85! 】

Jinchen's mood became more and more cheerful.

He obediently leaned against the warm and full chest and closed his eyes.

The night finally fell completely silent.