Xie Ji: "..."
Xie Ji: "..."
Xie Ji: "..."
No, bro, starting at 0 frames?
Lu Xunji looked at him, his purplish-red eyes filled with madness, his thumb and forefinger pinching and slowly groping his chin, the calluses on his hands causing him a little pain.
Xie Ji tilted his head back and asked, "... Is it here?"
That's not good, is it? This little airship is drafty on all sides, with a chilly wind blowing right through. If you take your pants off, half your butt will freeze off first. It's so uncomfortable!
And isn't Shang Yan still on the ship?!
A moment later, when the cabin door was opened, there they were...
My wandering thoughts were pulled back by the sudden sweet sensation on my chin.
"No..." Lu Xunji mumbled, "Then how about a kiss?"
Xie Ji felt that Lu Xunji might be a little mentally unstable right now.
After giving instructions on the deck, Shang Yan was about to return to his cabin when he opened the cabin door and saw Xie Ji, who had been half-dead, kneeling on Lu Xunji's waist.
Lu Xunji's large hands were wrapped around Xie Ji's waist.
In the struggle, Xie Ji's already loose cow-print pajamas were pulled down halfway, revealing bruises and red finger marks all over her skin.
Shang Yan: "!!!!!"
He slammed the cabin door shut.
The hurricane slapped him across the face several times. Standing on the deck, he began to wonder if he had just hallucinated for a moment.
Yes, right? It must be!!!
Xie Ji just acting like he was dying a moment ago, how could he have witnessed such an unrealistic and absurd scene?!
He must have gotten dizzy from the wind while standing on the deck!
Shang Yan shakily pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, but the wind was too strong and he couldn't light it, so he eventually put the cigarettes back.
That's insane! How could someone have such an absurd hallucination?
Shang Yan took a deep breath and opened the cabin door again.
Then, in despair, she closed her eyes.
Damn it, this world has gone mad.
Xie Ji was locked in combat with Lu Xunji when he felt a chill down his spine as a gust of wind blew in. He turned around and saw Shang Yan staring blankly at him. He shouted, "Brother Shang Yan, come help me!"
Shang Yan looked troubled. "Although you're being affectionate with me, I feel this is a bit impolite, and I don't like having three people around."
Xie Ji: "?"
"What's wrong with three people? Three people are great!"
After all, he really couldn't control Lu Xunji when he went berserk by himself!
Just as Shang Yan was about to speak, he noticed large patches of unusual bloodstains on the ground. His expression immediately turned serious. He went into the cabin and then understood the situation.
Lu Xunji's arm was covered in blood, and he kept making his wound bigger. Xie Ji grabbed his shoulder to stop him from tearing the wound open any further.
Shang Yan quickly grabbed the clothes that Lu Xunji had used to wrap Xie Ji from the side, rolled them into strips, and used them to tie Lu Xunji's hands together.
As a result, the two of them couldn't hold Lu Xunji down; instead, he managed to break free and become comfortable.
Lu Xunji rolled over while holding Xie Ji, instantly switching their positions.
"Why?" Lu Xunji pressed against Xie Ji, nuzzling his chin. "You won't kiss me? Why? But I want to, I miss you so much, Xie Ji, I want to kiss you... Is that not allowed?"
Xie Ji tilted his head back and pursed his lips, saying, "I can kiss you, I can kiss you, but calm down first, don't reopen your wound before I kiss you!"
Lu Xunji chuckled and gripped Xie Ji's neck with his fingers, forcing him to look up and accept his kiss.
Their parched lips collided, and Xie Ji's lips seemed to have been broken by Lu Xunji's teeth, causing him to hiss in pain. His tongue was plundered, leaving it slightly numb.
The next moment, Lu Xunji let out a muffled groan.
Her deep purple eyes, thick with emotion, looked at him, and the madness in them vanished in an instant.
Shang Yan, panting, withdrew his hand.
Lu Xunji collapsed onto Xie Ji and fainted.
Xie Ji quickly got up and helped Lu Xunji to his feet, asking, "What's wrong with him?"
Shang Yan gestured. "I've studied a little Traditional Chinese Medicine before. Striking these acupoints can cause someone to fall into a brief coma."
Xie Ji nodded, then asked with concern, "Is it reliable?"
"It's not very reliable, because I've only studied it systematically and haven't put it into practice." Shang Yan took a breath. "That brat is so stubborn, even I couldn't calm him down. This is the only way to get him to calm down."
Xie Ji brushed aside Lu Xunji that were covering his eyes, got up and placed him on a seat to the side, then bandaged his wounds to stop the bleeding.
"What's wrong with him?" Shang Yan frowned. "Is there something wrong with him mentally?"
Xie Ji shook his head. "Let's go to the hospital."
When the airship sped to the hospital, the person who was originally there for treatment had changed from Xie Ji to Lu Xunji.
The wound on his arm was severely torn, with one cut almost reaching the bone. Blood was flowing all over his body, making it look horrific.
The doctor cleaned and disinfected his wound again, bandaged it, and then gave him a blood transfusion.
Xie Ji stayed by his side, and three hours later, Lu Xunji finally opened his eyes.
"You're awake?" Xie Ji stood up and looked at Lu Xunji, asking, "How are you feeling?"
Lu Xunji's eyes were vacant for a few seconds before they gradually began to focus.
A jumble of chaotic scenes flashed through my mind, accompanied by those unbearable sounds.
"... What are you thinking?"
"Fuck you."
"I really want to kiss you, Xie Ji. Shall we kiss?"
" Xie Ji, kiss me."
Lu Xunji: "..."
It seems... things are getting out of control.
This was the first time he had lost control; he had been suppressing his emotions well since learning he had this illness.
It must have scared him.
Lu Xunji remained silent in thought.
He will never again approach him without restraint.
The next moment, Xie Ji's head appeared in his field of vision.
Her beautiful, misty blue eyes, as sincere as ever, held a deep dependence on him and a sense of warmth.
"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?"