After being reincarnated, he was targeted by a black-bellied junior brother

"How nice to be my plaything obediently...the harder you work, the more ridiculous I think you are, and the more I want to play you badly..."

Baili Wuming vaguely heard Duan Qing's voice.

But he knew that these words could never come from Duan Qing's mouth.

Duan Qing is his younger brother and treats him very well.

This voice must have come from Mozun's mouth, because not only Mozun's face, but also his voice is exactly the same as Duan Qing's.

But Baili Wuming didn't remember what Mozun said to him five years ago.

Everything that happened five years ago was obviously something he wanted to forget in his dreams.

However, to this day, he still clearly remembers every word Mozun said to him.

"no, do not want……"

Baili Wuming opened his dry lips.

It was as if someone was taking his clothes off.

Is it the Demon Lord?

Do not……

no……

Now is not five years ago, he was not dreaming.

It was uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to his body. Baili Wuming really wanted to get rid of this feeling, but he vaguely realized that it was not he who was taking off his clothes, but someone else was helping him.

Who?

Baili Wuming opened his mouth with difficulty, but failed to utter a single syllable.

The hairs all over his body stood on end, he felt so cold that he shivered.

Even though he was unconscious, Baili Wuming was desperately seeking warmth.

Gradually, the bone-piercing cold seemed to melt into a pool of warm spring water, and the tense and stiff body and mind relaxed unconsciously.

"what……"

The long eyelashes raised slowly, and a large expanse of snow-white skin was reflected in Baili Wuming's blurred vision.

"This is……"

Waking up all of a sudden, Baili Wuming raised his head and met Duan Qing's gentle gaze.

"...Duan Qing?!"

As soon as he spoke, Baili Wuming had a sore throat and couldn't help coughing.

"Brother, don't talk, drink some water first!"

Duan Qing didn't need to get out of bed, and directly picked up the water glass placed by the bed.

Thinking that Duan Qing was going to feed herself water, Baili Wuming opened his mouth, and the next second, his lips suddenly became hot.

Baili Wuming's eyes widened, and Duan Qing's enlarged face was reflected in the widened pupils.

The ice-cold water just flowed into the hot mouth, swallowed down the throat, dizzying a large swath of coolness on the congested chest.

After drinking the water, Baili Wuming felt much better, but he couldn't react for a while——

Just now, it was Duan Qing who gave him water, right?

mouth to mouth? !

Baili Wuming's face, which was already flushed with fever, suddenly became astonishingly hot.

"Duan Qing, you..."

Asking Duan Qing about his weak temperament, Baili Wuming found out belatedly that he was lying on the same bed with Duan Qing, and he had no clothes on, and neither did Duan Qing.

How decent are two big men lying naked together like this? !

Baili Wuming wanted to get out of bed, but he couldn't exert any strength on his body.

"Brother..."

Seeing Baili Wuming's reaction, Duan Qing knew what Baili Wuming wanted to do.

"You have a fever, and you keep shouting cold..." Duan Qing turned her head and glanced at the quilt that was not thick enough, "Although I covered you with all the quilts, you still shouted cold, and your clothes were soaked , so... I just want to use my body to keep my senior brother warm."

Duan Qing's explanation was watertight and reasonable, and Baili Wuming couldn't help but lower his head, thinking that he was too concerned.

Being violated by the Mozun five years ago made him feel a little more jealous towards the same sex, especially Duan Qing's usual affection for him was beyond the scope of brotherhood.

"Sorry, I have caused you trouble." Baili Wuming made a weak voice.

Obviously he should feel at ease, but he didn't know why there was a faint sense of loss deep in his heart.

Baili Wuming thought that he had a fever and was confused.

"Now...I'm not cold anymore, you can let me go..."

"Really?"

Duan Qing's magnetic voice gently plucked the eardrums, and Baili Wuming felt his heartbeat speed up inexplicably.

"Well, really."

Baili Wuming just wanted to nod, but Duan Qing said with a smile: "Since senior brother is not cold anymore, let me let you go, then why...you still hold on to my arm tightly?"