Pick up a dead man and bring him back

When I woke up, the first thing I did was to hold my waist and kick Shiba out of the bed!No matter how much he hurt more than me.

Without hesitation, I tried my best!

This man is so hateful!

I only fucked him once last night, but he fucked me three times!Nima lasts every time!I was so dazed that I could hear the rooster crowing, but I didn't see him stop!

The first time in my life that should have been quite perfect, was ruined just like that!

□□I woke up almost as soon as I moved my feet. I quickly supported the ground with my hands and landed firmly, with perfect posture and clean movements.

I'm sure I was kicked, otherwise I would be in pain.

"Jun Ming?" Shiba's voice was very low, and he still had the laziness after sex. He frowned suspiciously, his face and outline were alert, and he looked very indifferent.

I rubbed my waist, a little concerned about Shiba's expression.

This type of person has been training alertness since he was a child, and he will never fall asleep when he wakes up. I didn't fall him, and I had expected it.

It's just that Shiba would have such an expression when he woke up from my side, feeling a little lost.

I don't know how to describe it, but if I had to describe it, it would be that there was a sudden thump in my chest, as if it had been emptied, a little uncomfortable and suffocating.

But that's just a short reaction.

"Are you hungry?" Shiba didn't know when she went to bed, hugged me from behind, and interrupted my worries.

The body against my back somehow made me feel at ease. I nodded and smiled. It might just be eighteen's habit, and he has persisted in that habit for more than ten years—it's just pure vigilance.

Eighteen moved me over, facing him, and touched my lips with warm fingers, which was a strong aggressive action, "What are you thinking?"

I bared my teeth and growled, "How do I want to eat you!"

Eighteen was taken aback, and calmly stated: "Didn't you eat clean last night?"

"...That doesn't count, you ate me three times later!" As soon as I thought of this, I started to get angry.

"Do you want to help me do it with your mouth?" Shiba kissed my lips wantonly, and the evil tone fell into my ears without saying a word, which made me feel hot all over.

"Dog..." Fart!

Shiba deepened that kiss, without leaving any gaps, and blocked all the words behind me.

I stretched out my arms to wrap my arms around Shiba's neck, and the saliva that I couldn't swallow slipped from the mouths of the two of them and dripped between my legs. The touch was very stimulating, and I sighed "uh".

Eighteen let me go, and there was a hint of a smile in his calm tone: "Have you responded?"

"Get out!—" I became angry and kicked directly.

Of course he missed the kick, Shiba lightly fell to the ground, picked up the clothes thrown on the ground last night, put them on one by one, "Okay, I'm going to go find some food."

I was amused again, "The young man is very good, I like it, grandpa!"

Eighteen answered me cooperatively: "Your Excellency, I love you."

The consequences of sex for two consecutive days were very tragic. The wounds of the two were in a state of bleeding all the time, and every time they just scabbed, they would be broken again... What's more unlucky is me... I was made out yesterday. blood.

Eighteen didn't know where to find the medicine, and brought it together with the food. The food was very light. I knew what it was for, so although I didn't like it, I still ate it clean.

After eating, Shiba sat on the edge of the bed, as if turning me over and letting me lie on the bed.

I asked cautiously, "What do you want?"

Shiba shook the medicine bottle with an innocent face: "Take the medicine."

Ok……

I admit that my mind is dirty.

So he said, "No need, I'm fine."

"Then you stand up and try, if you can take this medicine, I won't take it."

My face turned black immediately.

What do you mean I won't take the medicine if I can take it?

Is there such a condition?

I really think I am disabled!

It's just two steps...

I jumped up from the bed, and fell back down... very depressed...

Pain in the back...it makes my face darker...

"How many times did you do it last night?"

"Three times, you didn't do it after you fainted." Eighteen pressed me down and frowned: "Don't move, you're bleeding a little."

So, I took the medicine honestly.

Shiba washed his hands, took all the things out, and opened the door, saying: "I'll go out for a while, I may come back later, the terraced fields are almost finished, you don't need to go there, take a good rest .”

Shan Si came over to look at me halfway, and he was just joking. From the first day I knew him, I knew that this person was completely familiar, and he was a little talkative.

The sun was sinking gradually, and it was noon when I woke up, and at night, I fell into a drowsy sleep, smelling a strong smell of blood in the air, opened my eyes, and saw a blood-stained ten-year-old standing beside the bed. Eight, the eyes are cold, the pupils are slightly dilated, and there is no anger at all.

This is... what happened?

I woke up in shock and called out subconsciously, "Eighteen?"

"..." Standing like a puppet, she didn't respond to my voice at all.

Concerned about it, I panicked, I didn't care about the pain, I wanted to get up and pull Shiba, but Shiba firmly held me down, my numb pupils turned slightly, facing my direction, my voice was hoarse To an unbelievable level: "Jun Ming..."

That voice wiped across my heart like sandpaper, and my heart also trembled.

"What happened?" I asked anxiously.

"..." He seemed to be thinking extremely slowly. He moved his eyes slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Is he on a mission?" I thought of his occupation, and it is very likely that he was sent out to perform a mission, but his martial arts are not weak, how could he become like this?

Could it be? ...Meet a monster stronger than him?

Eighteen didn't answer me, and there was a strong chill all over his body, as well as the bloody smell that couldn't be shaken off.

He stared at me for about ten seconds, then came up on the bed, hugged me tightly in silence, and wrapped his hands around my shoulders, tightening them tighter and tighter. He seemed to be curled up, burying his head in the bed. My shoulder, said a word.

With a very thick nasal, almost humming, indistinct.

"What?" I didn't hear clearly.

But got no reply.

After waiting for a while, he breathed quietly against his ear and became steady.

I was a little relieved in my heart - it seemed that he was asleep.

Fortunately he fell asleep.

But I really can't figure it out, how did Shiba, who is obviously very powerful in thinking, become like this, what kind of blow or trouble made him come out of such a state?

kill?

I thought of his decisiveness when he killed people. Even if he was a strange and innocent child, I didn't see him hesitate or soft-handed.

Could that be... his master?

I suddenly remembered that Shiba is his dead man, Shiba has a sincere and irreversible heart for him.

If it was really a blow, would it be his master?

Why did Shan Cunzhi hurt him?

I thought about it, but there was no result.

I was afraid of alarming Shiba, so I kept my movements motionless, with thick blood flowing from the tip of my nose until dawn.