The villain of Quick Transmigration, he was arched again

Yue Luo was stunned when he heard the words, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the scene and tone, as if this scene had happened before, but the feeling was fleeting, and he didn't have any similar fragments in his memory.

Then, before Yue Luo had time to think about it, he felt the side of his neck being bitten hard by Elvis who lowered his head.

The tip of the tooth almost pierced the delicate skin, and Yue Luo couldn't help but squinted his eyes in pain - this bastard, does he belong to a dog?

I feel like I'm going to bleed.

Yue Luo clenched his hands tightly, bent his knees and wanted to kick him away, but he didn't expect that Elvis seemed to be a pampered prince who couldn't do anything, but his real force value was higher than that of a federal general.

His bent knee was simply resisted by the other party, and he was forced to straighten, and was pressed on the bed by the boy.

"Only I can touch you from now on." He announced in a low voice after hearing Elvis let go.

Yue Luo pursed his lips tightly, resisting the urge to refute the other party, and slowed down.

When Elvis wanted to get closer to kiss him, Yue Luo turned his face away and said, "Your Highness, are you sure you want to force me in such a disrespectful way?"

Isn't their empire most particular about superficial skills such as elegance and demeanor?Why didn't he feel it in these two people?

Yue Luo's long eyelashes trembled.

And Elvis looked at him upon hearing that, but didn't answer immediately.

Just drinking poison to quench his thirst, he rubbed his lips against his lips, and licked them lightly, Yue Luo was stunned.

Soft to the touch, it brought out bursts of numbness, and a slightly itchy thrill passed through the chest cavity like an electric current.

Yue Luo's fingers couldn't help trembling slightly, his mind was a little confused, and he couldn't help but frowned his handsome eyebrows.

——Why does he always feel that Ion and Elwes are a bit similar.

Even the feeling to him is almost the same.

Obviously, the two treat him in very different ways sometimes.

Although Ion's mouth is threatening and his face is cold every time, the force of his fall is always light.

Elvis, on the other hand, was ruthless on the outside, not only threatening, but even more ruthless.

And... Although it wasn't his intention, he had already done it with Ion, how could he do this kind of thing with Elvis again.

Being suppressed by Elvis at the moment, Yue Luo couldn't help but feel a trace of shame besides the urgency to break free.

"Master General, you are wrong." Elvis moved closer to him, whispering, "Our relationship does not require grace."

After finishing speaking, Yue Luo felt that the distance between them seemed to have shrunk a little bit.

He resisted, tried his best to push away the other party and said, "Wait..."

Elvis paused when he heard the words, his focused and dull eyes fell on his face, "Huh?"

"Does it have to be now?" Yue Luo couldn't help biting the corner of his lips after facing each other, secretly resisting the restraint of the opponent, trying to delay some time.

After hearing this, Elvis looked at him deeply, as if he had seen through his intentions, but he still asked, "Otherwise, when do you want to?"

Yue Luo stretched out the tip of his tongue nervously, moistened his slightly dry lips, and said with restraint: "You don't want to be stiff for the first time, do you? Give me some time, I'm really tired now, I want to rest..."

He didn't lie. In the past few days in front of Ion, his nerves had hardly let up. After finally leaving there, he suddenly encountered a bigger predicament.

Yue Luo had a headache, and suddenly remembered vaguely that he had said this to Ian as well.

But then he still didn't escape.

He couldn't help but get a worse headache.

I don't know if this is an obvious way to delay the attack, but it will be useful to Elvis now.

Yue Luo's nerves became more and more tense.

He has completely retracted his previous idea that this dungeon was simple, how can it be such a difficult month.

But then, Yue Luo unexpectedly heard Elvis ask: "How long?"

Ok?

Yue Luo was stunned for a moment, and he paused before returning to his senses: "Probably...it won't be too long."

——Because there are not many days left in his mission time in this dungeon world.

Elvis lowered his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and his tone was a bit persuasive: "How many days?"

Yue Luo hummed, Elvis didn't give him much time to think, and within two seconds, he pressed him tighter.

Yue Luo could only say in a concentrated voice: "Half a month, is it okay?"

Elvis pursed his thin lips, tilted his head slightly, and gave a half-smile, "Two days..."

Yue Luo looked at him, frowned in embarrassment, and asked tentatively, "One week?"

Elvis was quiet for a moment when he heard the words, Yue Luo couldn't help but feel a little uneasy with his faint gaze, but he still tried his best to maintain his calm, "Is it okay?"

While talking, Yue Luo thought uncontrollably: What if Elvis, a person who is so uncertain, hears his condition and refuses to give him a day.

After more than ten long seconds passed, Yue Luo finally couldn't bear the pressure, and when he wanted to change his mind and drop it for a day or two, Elvis suddenly said: "Then this week, you must stay with me at any time, General. Where you can see it. If you can’t do it, don’t talk about it. Can it be done?”

Yue Luo pursed his lips when he heard the words, thinking that even if he couldn't do it now, he had to say he did it first, okay?

He said "hmm".

"And..." Then I heard Elvis say again, this time the young man's tone was inexplicably relaxed, he was no longer as aggressive as before, but seemed to have low expectations, "After that, you will take the initiative, Right?"

Yue Luo blinked his eyes in a daze when he heard this, and before he had time to think about it, he was forced by Elvis' sudden pressure to answer quickly: "Yes..."

"Okay..." Elvis actually responded after receiving a satisfactory answer.

And after that, he only touched his cheek lightly, and then released the restraint.

When his hands were freed again, Yue Luo was still a little dazed and unable to recover. He didn't expect that Elvis, who seemed to have to do it, would be able to discuss it.

And really gave him a week.

Yue Luo didn't know what mood to be in for a while, he sat up, rubbed his slightly sore wrist, and moved his body.

It was only then that he realized that his bathrobe was in disarray, and the ambiguous traces left by Ion on his body hadn't dissipated.

Under the soft lighting of the crystal lamp in the bedroom, these traces are particularly obvious, not only that, but he is still in front of Elvis' eyes.

Seeing all this almost at a glance, Yue Luo couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and he decisively wrapped the bathrobe tightly.

Elvis kept watching without saying a word, his faint eyes couldn't tell what he was thinking about.

At night, he still has to lie on the same bed with the other party, but fortunately, he can rest at ease, and he doesn't have to worry about the difficulties he will face this week.

After Yue Luo turned off the bedside lamp, the bedroom suddenly fell into darkness, accompanied by silence.

Such a comfortable and dim environment made Yue Luo, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, instantly feel sleepy.

He closed his eyes, breathing gradually as usual, and his muscles and nerves slowly relaxed. He turned over and silently moved to the side of the bed away from Elvis.

Feeling that the young man beside him didn't notice, Yue Luo relaxed even more. He adjusted his sleeping position slightly, and stopped after finding the most comfortable position. He was about to fall asleep soon.

Suddenly, in a half-dream and half-awake trance, he felt a warm body temperature leaning towards his side, which was just right in this cold darkness.

Yue Luo was almost defenseless at the moment, and his chaotic mind didn't even think about what was approaching, so he just relied on it subconsciously.

Very warm……

But Elvis, whose eyes were so clear, stopped his eager movements because of his unconscious behavior.

——At first, I still wanted to touch this person, kiss or touch, and it didn't matter if I disturbed the other person, after all, he was always a selfish guy who put his own wishes first.

But now, just seeing the young man's sleepy appearance, and being rubbed slightly like a reliance, his mood couldn't help becoming lingering, and his first reaction was to suppress all his inappropriate thoughts.

Elvis looked a little complicated, he paused there without moving, and let Yue Luo lean on him.

The atmosphere is so quiet and peaceful, and the perfect hypnotic effect is comparable to the lullaby played by the bass of the cello, but his consciousness is getting more and more lucid.

What was he thinking just now, why did he agree to the obvious delay condition of giving the other party a week.

Is it just for the initiative promised by the other party later?

For the first time, Elvis' beautiful face showed puzzlement and distress. He pursed his lips, and it took a long time before he put his hand lightly on the young man's slender waist.

He couldn't ignore the answer in his heart: if he could really see the other party taking the initiative, then even for a month or more...he might be tempted to agree.

What the hell.

Elvis was so silent that he couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but put his chin against the warm neck of the young man very lightly, and rubbed it slightly.

Not only the cheeks can feel the softness, but the heart seems to feel it too.

In the end, Elvis only lightly kissed the spot where he bit Yue Luo hard.

At that time, he was only stimulated by the imprint left by that bastard Ion.

Thinking of Ion, Elvis' complexion became gloomy again, and the traces of possession on Yue Luo's body all reminded him of what happened before.

But Ian would never want to touch even a single hair of this person again.

Elvis closed his eyes, but his head suddenly hurt slightly, he frowned, trying to ignore it.

But soon, some small fragments poured into his mind disobediently, as if it was his memory but not his memory. What system, copy and other words were in it, and a strange name appeared, Shen Lian.

Afterwards, Elvis, who frowned more and more, saw a handsome young man playing the piano in the clip.

The young man was dazzling and calm, but when he smiled, he showed the tips of his small canine teeth, adding a bit of seductive cunning.

Just the passing silhouette also made his heart skip a few beats, and his eyes could only hold the energetic and bright young man.

In the end, he even remembered that it seemed that Ion was also himself.