Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

(Hate me, disgust me...)

(You can never escape.)

He deliberately made his breathing more disordered, and fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

The collar of the military uniform was open due to the pulling just now, revealing the red marks on the collarbone caused by Chu Ziyu's scratching.

“…Don’t chase me away.”

He spoke in a hoarse voice, so soft that it sounded like he would die at any moment.

His fingers clasped Chu Ziyu's waist inconspicuously, and his fingertips gently rubbed the other's sensitive waist.

Chu Ziyu's body stiffened noticeably, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his golden left eye.

Lin Ci'an immediately caught this subtle change

His mental force field became unstable, the black cat whimpered as if hurt, and the silver wolf immediately circled around it anxiously.

This action really made Chu Ziyu frown.

"Control your spirit!"

Chu Ziyu scolded, but his tone was not as fierce as before.

Lin Ci'an gave a bitter smile: "...I tried."

“But it…just wants to be near you.”

This statement is half true and half false.

His spirit body did desire Chu Ziyu, but it was far from losing control.

(Pretending to be pitiful?)

(As long as I can keep you...)

(I don't mind acting a little more awkwardly.)

He suddenly started coughing violently, and a trace of blood flowed from his lips.

This was a true symptom of mental exhaustion, but he deliberately exaggerated it. Sure enough, Chu Ziyu's expression changed instantly.

(Damn it!)

(How much mental energy has this madman overdrawn?!)

Lin Ci'an suddenly fell forward, and his whole body fell heavily on him.

Her hot forehead pressed against the crook of his neck, her breathing hot and rapid.

"...faint..."

These whispered words made Chu Ziyu panic instantly.

He subconsciously caught Lin Ci'an's sliding body, and his palm touched something cold and wet - the other person's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

As Chu Ziyu rushed into the medical room carrying the unconscious Lin Ci'an, the entire base was in an uproar.

"That's... War Machine Chu Ziyu?!"

The energy detector in a sentry's hand fell to the ground with a "click".

The soldiers in the corridor unconsciously made way.

Everyone looked at the legendary killing weapon in shock, who was now carefully holding their commander, with Lin Ci'an's blood still stained on his silver hair.

Chu Ziyu's golden left eye swept across the crowd, and everyone involuntarily took a step back.

Lin Ci'an in his arms looked pale.

Chu Ziyu kicked open the door of the medical room and gently placed Lin Ci'an in the treatment chamber.

The medical officer came over tremblingly, but was bounced back by a mental barrier just as he was about to check.

"Go away."

Chu Ziyu said coldly, "I'll do it."

His fingertips condensed into dark golden spiritual tentacles, which he gently placed on Lin Ci'an's temple.

As his mental power deepened, Chu Ziyu's expression became uglier and uglier.

(90% mental overdraft...)

These injuries can't be faked.

Chu Ziyu caressed Lin Ci'an's pale cheek across the treatment room, his voice so low that only he could hear it:

"...when you wake up..."

"Look at how I deal with you."

But the initial anger was no longer in these words, replaced by an indescribable emotion.

The glass of the treatment chamber reflected his reflection - his eyes were filled with heartache that he himself was not even aware of.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor. Liu Mingye rushed into the medical room.

The moment he saw Chu Ziyu, he froze in place: "You...you're awake?"

Liu Mingye had previously guessed that the boss's hidden mistress was Chu Ziyu, but when he actually saw this top sentry, he was still a little panicked.

Chu Ziyu said without even turning his head: "Talk about business."

"The Taliban has sent a task force and is attacking the eastern defense line!"

Liu Mingye said anxiously, "The tactics previously arranged by the commander need to be adjusted, but——"

"coordinate."

Chu Ziyu interrupted him.

Liu Mingye reported a string of numbers, and the next second he saw Chu Ziyu smiling.

"very good."

Chu Ziyu gently stroked the treatment chamber.

"I'll be back soon."