Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

Fu Zhiyu was trapped in his own nightmare.

Jiang Chi had to find a way to enter the real nightmare that belonged to Fu Zhiyu.

Then get him out.

If he keeps recurring in the nightmare, even Fu Zhiyu will have a nervous breakdown sooner or later.

……

The boy with a pair of pointed fox ears pinched his chin forcefully with a hand and leaned against the wall behind him.

In the dead-silent corridor, there are only the fragmentary sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the low panting that makes people blush and ears warm.

A light layer of tears floated in the boy's icy blue eyes, like a layer of broken ice under the bright sunlight, refracting a beautiful and dazzling cold light.

He was forced to do nothing, his feet landed pitifully on the ground, and the insteps stretched into beautiful and cruel arches.

The muscles of Jiang Chi's whole body were forced to tense, and the tall ghost in a skirt stretched out a hand to wrap around the fox's slender waist, easily confining him completely in his arms, while using cold and ruthless The warm lips and teeth bit the water-red, moist lip flesh.

Jiang Chi felt that his mouth must be swollen.

He couldn't feel the existence of his mouth, he just felt it hurt.

My whole body was sore and sore, and I was forced to press against the cold and hard wall, and a strange ghost was bullied recklessly. Both mentally and physically, it seemed that I had reached the limit.

Obviously it was his own promise, but the cunning fox still wanted to be lazy coquettishly. He was so kissed that he couldn't even stand up, and his big tail was hanging down pitifully behind him, with the tip of the tail slumped.

When he ran out, he was only wearing a nightgown, and now most of his round shoulders were exposed in the cold air, and only a thin belt was tied around his waist, blocking the shimmering scenery.

The other party was still dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand to slide down the narrow and smooth waistline, skimming over the full and upturned arc, and circling the snow-colored leg base intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Chi stretched out a hand to rest on the ghost's cold chest.

He took a hard breath, frowned slightly, and tried to raise his face from the cramped and charming atmosphere, like a furious kitten dazed by an evil human's kiss, staring tearfully at an unreasonable annoying guy.

He looked so pitiful like this, his mouth was bitten and swollen, and the crimson lips were a small rose that was forced to open its petals, falling softly and powerlessly into the frosty white background.

Turning into a damned human meant that he didn't even have sharp claws, and the fingertips that scratched the man's chest were round and lovely pink, and couldn't even leave a mark.

"Aren't you in a hurry." The little fox narrowed his eyes with difficulty and looked at the male ghost whose face was messed up with paint. The eyelashes were wetted with tiny pieces of light, and rolled down his cheeks.

"You..." The awakening of the blood is sometimes only a momentary thing. Jiang Chi's brains turned quickly. Before he was completely eaten by the opponent, he knew what it means to refuse and play hard to catch without a teacher, and took the initiative to climb up the man's chest. Neck, blowing a breath gently on the cold lips.

"You haven't done what you promised me. If you do it now, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage?"

In fact, if the opponent came hard, unless he used out-of-print props, Jiang Chi should not be able to beat him.

It's just... the little fox clenched his fists, thinking that the worst would be death, and he confronted him fiercely even though he was trembling with fear.

The cold guy frivolously held the little fox's soft cheeks, and gently squeezed it jokingly. Seeing that Jiang Chi could no longer pretend, it took him a long time to speak slowly: "Xiao Chi is right, yes I'm too impatient."

"It's just that I still need to collect some deposits..."

"If it was Xiao Chi, he would definitely agree, right?"

……

Jiang Chi's face turned dark.

He didn't want to think about what happened, and what was this deposit that shocked Husheng inexplicably.

The juvenile version of Fu Zhiyu in front of him didn't look like he was easy to bully, his delicate face was spattered with eerie blood, and his dark eyes were looking at him eeriely.

Even though he was a child not reaching his waist, Jiang Chi always felt hairy on his back.

At such a young age, he has already developed a forceful aura that people dare not look directly at.

Jiang Chi wasn't sure if the child in front of him contained the soul of the 27-year-old Fu Zhiyu, or just an innocent child.

He squatted down, tilted his ears, and tried to stretch out a hand.

The palms are facing up, like a cat actively spreading its fluffy belly to be stroked by the human in front of it.

The child version Fu Zhiyu raised his head and stared at Jiang Chi blankly for a while, seeing that the little fox felt a little guilty for no reason, and his wrist was a little sore. Little big palms embedded in Jiang Chi's.

Jiang Chi resisted the primal urge to put his paws on it, and his blue eyes couldn't hide the light.

So, the current Fu Zhiyu is still a child!

Wouldn't it be fine to bully!

Jiang Chi was so excited that his tail was dangling behind him, very carefully expressing that he wanted to avenge his shame before Fu Zhiyu's soul woke up.

But it's obviously too late now.

He stepped into the void, smashed the glass of the skylight, and fell into this weird world. The huge movement would obviously provoke many people.

The guy had warned him before coming that people here could discover the existence of him as an outsider.

The first meeting caused such a big commotion, someone outside would definitely come over to check.

And right now, half of Fu Zhiyu's body was splattered with blood. If he was found out, it would definitely cause an uproar. Although he was a child, he might be arrested.

Moreover, such a small child must have been bullied no matter how you look at it.

Jiang Chi is such a stupid guy, he only knows how a child can do such a cruel thing, no matter how you look at it, he must have been killed by some bastard!

Either witnessed a murder scene, or was threatened by something bad!

If the so-called nightmare is like this, it is also very reasonable.

When Jiang Chi was in a hurry, he was prone to thinking wildly, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, thinking that he must take Fu Zhiyu away now.

The kid with eyebrows and eyes so delicate that he looked like a porcelain doll looked deeply at the fox-eared boy with his eyes that were more attractive than obsidian, and took the initiative to hold Jiang Chi's hand tightly.

The little fox suddenly had a sense of mission to be trusted by the children, and felt that he must lead Fu Zhiyu out of danger.

This is a small attic. There is only one narrow staircase for people to go up and down. The door that was originally sealed has been opened, and the opened lock is still hanging on the bolt, blown by the wind from nowhere. Shake gently.

There were already hurried footsteps on the stairs, if Jiang Chi ran out foolishly, he would only look at each other with those who caught up to find out the situation.

Jiang Chi looked around at the furnishings of the room, grabbed Fu Zhiyu's hand and stared at those black eyes: "You must hold on to me."

Perhaps dazed by the rainbow light that slid across the blue iris, Fu Zhiyu paused, then nodded silently.

He followed the fox boy who fell from the sky, turned his head and took a deep look at the room where he had been imprisoned for several years.

The beige gauze curtain floats up like a dream, and the soft and faint sunlight floats and sinks in the gauze curtain.

What a warm and peaceful scene!

If only the blood-soaked corpse curled up under the bed could be ignored.

Fu Zhiyu was held in Jiang Chi's arms, and he stared coldly at the already frozen dead body under the bed, his cloudy and clouded eyes stared at him with endless resentment and hatred.

Cursing everything about him with the utmost vitriol with those ugly dead eyes.

Fu Zhiyu smiled softly.

Look, just look.

If I can kill you the first time, I can kill you the second time, the third time...countless times..., the Fu family is mine, and your future is also mine. The encounter with the little fox is naturally mine too of.

my dear brother.

The patrolling people arrived soon, and they searched for the missing young master monster in horror, but finally found the dead young master's cold and twisted limbs under the bed.

The entire luxurious Fu's house exploded in an instant.

First there was the woman's shrill scream, followed by the man's angry but unbelievable roar.

Jiang Chi, who was curled up in the corner, was startled by the roar, and subconsciously hugged the little Fu Zhiyu in his arms.

This seemingly indifferent child had a good temper unexpectedly, he reached out and touched the boy's white neck, as if he was stroking a kitten with blown fur, or a little fox, more accurately .

The corpse was carefully dragged out from under the bed and placed on the bier.

Jiang Chi was also worried about not hurting the child's young heart, so he took the initiative to cover Fu Zhiyu's eyes with his hands: "It's scary, don't look at it."

At this time, Jiang Chi was still wishful thinking that the little kid in his arms was just a victim, and foolishly used himself to protect him.

The child also looked very well-behaved. He took the initiative to nest in Jiang Chi's arms, pressed his cold, bloody face against Jiang Chi's side neck, and tried hard to absorb the heat from the fox.

Fu Zhiyu held Jiang Chi's neck with both hands, and slowly stroked the smooth back of the boy's neck.

I thought to myself, this body seems to be so useful.

The little fox just thought that he was still a child, so clingy, but he seemed to have overlooked the most important thing...

The cold voice of the system suddenly rang in the ear, and the indifferent metal cube seemed to want to hit the stupid fox on the head: "Did you forget something?"

"Why did he run if he was the victim?"

Jiang Chi was slightly taken aback.

"He's covered in blood, do you think he's scared?"

"Why would he rather go with you than meet his parents? Isn't the arms of parents more comforting to an eight-year-old child?"