MTL - After Helping the Protagonist Escape From the Lunatic, I Was Targeted-Chapter 56

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A touch of red floated on the mirror, and in the overlapping misty red mist, the back of the young man's neck was raised, like a hound being ambushed, his throat tightened.

The condensed red wine pheromone penetrated the skin and poured into the young man's open mouth. The clear eyes turned red, like a stained cloth, becoming wet and wrinkled.

Shen Luyang's eyes were forced to stare at the mirror, his face and jaw down to his neck and shoulders, all the way down the exposed skin, as red as soaked in wine.

ashamed.

A big man of about 1.8 meters, watching himself like a rabbit who couldn't shake the palm of another same-sex, almost set him on fire with the strange anticipation and anticipation of what was about to happen in his heart.

He thought about closing his eyes and not looking, being an ostrich.

But the devil-like man behind him let out a low laugh, as if he had expected it, kissed the tip of his ear, sucked it and whispered, "Look in the mirror, Yang Yang."

Hypnosis - allows you to do all things out of your mind.

When Shen Luyang was forced to open his eyes and look at the crystal clear mirror, he was confused and flustered, but the hand stuck in his throat was not.

Pale slender fingers, stroking the chin and collarbone with purpose.

The strength is light and heavy.

The light stroke slowly and aroused a small electric current, causing Shen Luyang to shrug his shoulders impatiently and send himself out. The numbness was conveyed in a thread that was very close to the heart.

The heavy blow even caused a little pain, the pale fingertips cruelly pressed marks on the honey-colored skin, the strong contrast of the colors and the repressive movements, Shen Luyang looked tense in the mirror, and the corners of his eyes were red.

He ducked back subconsciously, but pushed himself deeper into Xie Weihan's arms from the other direction. The bathrobe that had fallen to his elbow couldn't cover anything. Feel the warmth of your chest against the fabric.

Shen Luyang found sadly that he was using his back muscles to measure Xie Weihan's chest muscles subconsciously.

He is helpless.

But this emotion didn't last long, and I was kicked on the ground by another, more tortured feeling—

The sharp teeth of the S-class Alpha bit playfully on the glands in the back of his neck, the tips of the teeth sunk into the flesh lightly, and then flutteringly retracted, the soothing kiss fell immediately.

The wet lips were warm, the hot Shen Luyang shivered irregularly, his chest heaved violently, and the rhythm was almost trembling.

Because his throat was stuck, he was forced to press his head on Xie Weihan's shoulder, his eyes were drunk and blurred, and he stared at the mirror that made him flush.

Against the background of the red mist, the original simple appeasement has also been dyed with a strong different meaning.

Like animals before mating, they will hold the back of their necks to prevent the mating partner from escaping.

As a "male", Shen Luyang's instinct is to "hold", but now he is like a "female". While being held, he has to watch himself and enjoy it.

Both the three views and the instincts have received a huge impact. This impact combined with the various tortures the body has suffered, allowing the strange comfort to penetrate finely from the depths of the soul, flowing into the dry heart, and nourishing it maliciously.

Immoral, shameful, covetous... utterly irresistible gasp.

He shamefully wants more.

The man behind him could always easily discern his intentions, just like now, the fingers of his lower jaw lifted his chin and kissed him deeply at the moment of his panting.

Shen Luyang finally looked away from the mirror and looked at the man in front of him.

The bottomless pupils are deep and charming red, the gentleman on his face disappears gently, and the arc of his facial features shows that he doesn't want to be a gentleman who condones his prey and runs into other people's traps.

The curvature of the corners of the lips is creepy, and the emotions in the eyes are scrutinized and explored, but they are still as beautiful as gods.

Horror and beauty coexist harmoniously.

The head was tilted back to the limit, and the Adam's apple was so tight that it would hurt to roll every time, and the thumb attached to it had to be pressed every now and then.

The wet and sticky lips were pressed against each other, and the deep kiss made the place where the two touched the water made a flushing sound.

The feeling of suffocation and the comfort of kissing alternately appeared in the chaotic brain, and the body began to fall in the direction of collapse. The pain and pleasure of the Adam's apple rolling made his feet slam on the ground hard, and the blue veins on his ankles bulged.

When Shen Luyang's pupils gradually expanded, the person behind seemed to finally have a heart of compassion, separated a little, lowered his eyes and suppressed the raging under his eyes, watching the young man take a deep breath, the end of his eyes even became moist, and his lips were red. Excessive.

The fingers of the lower jaw seemed to move inadvertently, and the neck turned weakly in the direction the fingers left, and caught off guard against the portrait in the mirror—

The paralyzed brain was forced to connect, and Shen Luyang saw himself clearly in the mirror the moment his nerves recovered.

A picture, completely, eager to collapse.

Trapped in it, willing to degenerate, panting anxiously and crouching in the arms of another person, taking and taking.

The nerves that were destroyed to the extreme were stimulated again, Shen Luyang panted sluggishly, and his soul was briefly stripped of his brain.

A low and magnetic voice sounded behind his ears, and the man in the mirror, which was so thick and beautiful, smiled and looked directly at the intertwined figures in the mirror, and murmured like a devil: "Did you see it clearly?"

Shen Luyang wanted to move away, but his eyes were obsessed, locked onto every move in the mirror, struggling to indulge.

no…

He was hypnotized, so he-

"The hypnosis is lifted," Xie Weihan rubbed his cheek lovingly with his fingertips, but his words were like a boulder, causing thousands of waves in Shen Luyang's heart, "Before the kiss."

Before the kiss... Shen Luyang's pupils tightened.

So all this is his own intention.

He was chasing Xie Weihan to kiss him, he wanted to look in the mirror, he couldn't help...

It's him.

Not hypnosis.

The last nerve was torn by the fluttering words, and the murderer suddenly became gentle and considerate, pecked and kissed the young man with ruddy eyes, and the light force could be ignored.

"Why don't you say it, I don't want to either."

"Tell me, I will give it to you, what are you afraid of?"

"Huh? Honey."

Shen Luyang was stiff for a few seconds, his lips slightly opened blankly, his throat that had just been moistened became dry again, his palm unconsciously pressed against Xie Weihan's leg through the bathrobe, and his fingertips scratched slightly.

Small touches are clearly conveyed through the flesh.

Xie Weihan leaned over patiently, and a warm kiss fell on the back of his neck, which radiated the aroma of hot cocoa.

He heard the young man in his arms bow his head, and said in a low voice that was almost inaudible—

"...bite me."

The dark red lips curved in satisfaction, the sharp teeth pressed against the back of the neck, feeling the clear trembling of the other party, closed his eyes reverently, like a chant of a believer, and sighed: "As you wish, my angel."

The stinging pain in the back of the neck made Shen Luyang groan, but he gritted his teeth and held it back, tenaciously allowing himself to bear it silently in a male way.

But the next injection of pheromones made his unrealistic idea go bankrupt in just one second.

Unlike the previous playful biting and injecting a small amount, this time the pheromone is really marked with an alpha amount, and it is instantly injected into the blood.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if going straight into the soul and branded through the hypocritical skin.

It was painful, especially painful. The pain was so painful that Shen Luyang didn't even struggle. Tears streamed down his cheeks. His pupils were dilated.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say I regret it, or forget it, but he couldn't even pronounce half a syllable.

At this moment, the fog-like pheromone in the air became a life-saving antidote. He took a deep breath, sweat slipping down his forehead, trying to relieve the slightest pain.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps a long time, or just a moment, the massively injected pheromone has spread all over his body.

They suddenly turned from the madness that made Shen Luyang tremble to quiet at the same time.

The next second, Shen Luyang's heart skipped a beat.

thump--

Alcoholism, that is his current state.

The scene in front of him was all blurred, the thoughts in his head were all shattered, his body fell into the other's arms and rubbed like a big dog, hugging his neck and wanting to kiss.

The hollow roof can see the stars, the dark sky is like Xie Weihan's pupils, it contains all things deeply and gracefully, so that everyone who is watching is deeply immersed in it. Stick to the owner of the soul - you don't even know, when it was sold to him.

In the struggle, you can only use the hand with the blue veins to hold the other party tightly, trying to become special, and have the right to retrieve the soul or exchange with the other party.

Shen Luyang is the lucky one, he is the most special.

He was also unfortunate, because the devil completed the deal, madly and regardless of the cost, and put his soul in his palm.

Shen Luyang felt that he was really drunk, as if he was floating in the clouds, his limbs supported by the clouds were vain, and he seemed to have fallen into a tropical rain forest and was entangled by a giant python with wet scales.

The last clear words in my memory were a deep and pleasant voice, next to the side of his neck, breathing hotly, and whispering to guide: "Darling, cry out, I will comfort you."

He seemed to be really crying, crying, shouting, and scolding. The whole person was stimulated almost crazy by the unfamiliar feeling. He remembered that he was also an Alpha, and tried to resist with pheromones.

The end was tragic.

Xie Weihan tolerated his offense to the S-level Alpha, and gave him a stronger feeling with his backhand, making him cry so much as a man, hoarsely suspecting that he has no tomorrow.

The top floor of the hotel, VIP suite.

The morning sun shines on the cascading sea, the blue sky and the clear sea touch in an inestimable place, and the scenery is beautiful.

It's a pity that the young man who slept in the dark on the bed didn't know anything about it, let alone how beautiful the suite he spent a lot of money on.

My heart is full of eyes, only "I may die if I don't sleep", "What kind of sin did I do?" Is this kind of shameful? Not **** shameful!", "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"…

When Shen Luyang opened his eyes, the hand of the wall clock in the bedroom, which was no less than five digits at a glance, pointed to "11".

He stayed for a few seconds, the memory of last night could not be returned to the cage, his first reaction was "Oh, I didn't make it in time for the meeting, it's a **** shame".

Paralyzed for a few more seconds, he sat up.

It's going well, save for a little discomfort somewhere - not small at all but he hypnotizes himself to be small because he's a man he's a man he's a…

The young man's black hair is messy, his eyes are red and slightly swollen, his body muscles are smooth, his skin color is a healthy wheat color, even his arms are exercised, his texture is undulating between movements, and his six-pack abs are stably arranged in his abdomen, which is definitely considered extremely high. good figure.

Ignoring the first glances of dissatisfaction with all kinds of things that should be and should not be, this time getting up is definitely a scene that can make Oga scream.

Shen Luyang pressed his forehead with one hand and had no time to admire himself.

His three views completed the crushing and remodeling in one night, and finally came to a conclusion that was more comforting to himself—

At least not really...

Although his thighs are burning hot now...

But after he finished speaking, Xie Weihan stopped...

Although it is really in...Fuck! Can't think!

He remembered his identity as a big man, ignored all the discomfort, sat up quickly and jumped off - fell off the bed.

Like a stupid bird that wanted to fly and fell from its nest.

Shen Luyang grinned and knelt on the edge of the bed, unable to decide for a moment which to rub first.

He sucked in the pain for a while, then turned around and looked around quickly, embarrassed and vigilant.

Where has Xie Weihan gone, I won't see his stupid appearance...

Then he can immediately carve out a Barbie fantasy castle with his bare hands, and then automatically abandon the task to find a cool place to rot and stink.

Shen Luyang's only remaining face made him shiver and climb up strong, and then he saw the head of the bed.

Just less than ten centimeters from where he lay just now, there was a notebook.

It reads "Yang Yang, I'm going to a meeting, call me if I'm not feeling well" written in a beautiful thin gold body.

Shen Luyang took the notebook and looked at it for a while, crying bitterly in his heart and thanking the other party for his thoughtfulness. He really didn't want Xie Weihan to see this series of stupid behaviors he just woke up.

The man's self-esteem was overused last night, and he's a little thin-skinned now.

Memories followed with thoughts, Shen Luyang covered his face and calmed down for a long time, the blush spread from behind his ears all the way to his neck.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to.

Last night's Xie Weihan... The danger felt like an explosion, and anyone couldn't help but fall into it.

He is human.

Shen Luyang, who was about 1.8 meters tall, blushed like a little girl, and after reflecting for a long time, he came up with the wise saying "I really don't blame me".

He took the phone and turned it on, and sure enough there was an unread voice message from Xie Weihan.

The content is to ask for leave for him because he has a cold and fever, he can sleep all day, and if he doesn't want to eat in a hotel, tell him what he wants to eat and he will buy it back.

The voice was so gentle that it was outrageous to hear. Shen Luyang listened to his ears twice, but his face turned red again.

After listening to it again, his brain became hot, and he sent a message out of nowhere.

-I'm hungry.

After posting it, he regretted it. What the **** is it that I'm hungry? Did you feel bad last night? You are an adult for the virtues that you need to be responsible for.

The person on the other side didn't know whether he had been looking at the phone or just happened to see it, and the reply was very fast.

- I'll be right back.

Shen Luyang's struggling expression paused, like a facial stroke patient, his expression tried to be calm, but the corners of his mouth flew up like a mutiny.

Willfulness is cool.