The night is hidden.
The only speedboat that escaped from that battle broke through the dark waves and sailed towards the distant shore.
An unknown island outside the Ross District.
It does not belong to the zone, and is sometimes used as a transit point in the current sea area for a short period of time.
On the shoal in the remote south of the island, a small group of mercenaries is waiting to be picked up.
Soon, they saw the speedboat coming through the waves in the distance, but this did not make the mercenaries happy.
Because there is only one left.
Soon, the ship reached the shore, and a few gloomy mercenaries jumped off the ship with difficulty. All of them were wounded. His body was covered with semi-dry blood.
The mercenaries waiting on the shore hurriedly stepped forward and held them back:
"What about the rest?"
The leading mercenary spit out a bloody saliva: "Bah, it's all the fucking gone."
His expression was slightly distorted: "It's all to blame on that damn Mu Heng..."
"Where's the sword?"
The mercenary's expression was even more gloomy: "Fuck, I didn't grab it."
This sneak attack plan was completely in vain.
They were going to sneak aboard the ship under the cover of night and thick fog, but they didn't expect to be able to get close, they were spotted, and they were forced to meet Mu Heng's team, which was completely vigilant.
Not to mention grabbing the sword, they were lucky to have recovered a life from that sea.
At the end of the mercenary team, an unremarkable figure stood up. He was dressed in a black robe, his head and face were hidden in the shadows, and his voice was hoarse, but he could not tell whether he was old or young. The suffocating metal texture looks cold and remote:
"What are we leaving you to do?"
The mercenary took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said:
"Just like what you said, the crack did open, but then our team was broken up. The other side of the mission team didn’t know why they couldn’t get in touch, grass, so we don’t know what to do next. Mu Heng's group of people get rid of it... his grandmother, all the fucking for nothing..."
However, he hadn't finished speaking yet, only a short laugh from the black-robed man:
"It doesn't matter, my goal has been achieved."
In the darkness covered by the robe, the corners of the black robe man's lips raised silently, seeming to be very satisfied with the result.
He slowly said, "Now, take me to find your head.
In addition to the information about the dragon, I think I have more things you need here. "
—I am looking forward to our next transaction. "
Shi An waited nervously.
This weird bad idea came from those three monsters. As for whether it works...
He didn't know either.
There was no sound outside for a long time.
Just as Shi An's heart was up and down, he felt some soft fabric in his palm, which fell heavily.
It should be a bathrobe.
Shi An breathed a sigh of relief silently.
However, just as he was about to retract his hand, his wrist was firmly pulled.
Shi An: "!"
The opponent's fingers were firm and strong, and the rough leather gloves rubbed his skin, causing a slight pain.
"What are you doing?" Shi An panicked.
"It's not easy for a wound to grow well after it sees water."
The man’s low voice came through the door:
"You are so careless."
Mu Heng lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the boy's arm.
The flesh and bones are uniform and smooth, the wrist bones are slender, and the white and soft skin is covered with a thin wet powder, like extremely fragile jade, as if it can be easily broken with force.
He grabbed the opponent's hand and flipped the boy's slender wrist lightly.
Mu Heng leaned down and branded a kiss on the inside of the opponent's delicate wrist.
"… Ugh!"
Shi An shuddered slightly by the scorching temperature, and couldn't help but want to take his hand back, but the result was triumphant:
"You, you let go."
He is already regretting his decision just now.
After a few seconds of pause, the opponent lightly released the strength of his fingers.
Shi An hurriedly pulled back his bathrobe.
He shook his hand, but the heat and touch of the opponent's lips were not so easy to dissipate.
Shi An rubbed his wet hair a little irritably, took a deep breath, and wiped his face vigorously.
What bad ideas did those three monsters give him! !
Cheating him every time!
Rubbish!
Shi An gritted his teeth.
Hell hell if he listens to the suggestions of these three scams in the future!
He sighed unwillingly, put the bathrobe on at the most slow speed, then opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.
Mu Heng sat on the bed.
The coat outside of him had been taken off, but there was still a strong smell of blood lingering on his body, and the gloves were taken off and put on the back of the chair beside him.
The damp mist evaporates and diffuses, quickly filling the entire space.
There was no superfluous expression on the other party's face, but he stretched out his hand to Shi'an:
"come over."
Shi An hesitated for two seconds, but still walked over.
Mu Heng stretched out his hand to hold the young man's slender wrist, and used his hand with a dexterous force, but with a slight twist, he easily let the other party sit in his arms.
Shi An: "..."
The heat of the opponent's chest easily spread through the thin cloth, making him feel stiff involuntarily.
Mu Heng lowered his eyes, his eyes falling on the boy without seeing his emotions.
The scent of guava-flavored shampoo is mixed with a hint of salty sea water.
Very light.
But it can still be captured.
He put his arm around the boy's waist, and used the fingertips of the other hand to pick up a strand of his hair. As the magic wave passed by, the wet steam disappeared from the opponent's hair, even the tail of the hair. It becomes dry.
Through the bathrobe, he can feel the juvenile's soft and slender waist arc, the delicate and cool skin, and the tight muscles under the skin, as if ready to go.
Mu Heng leaned down and sniffed the opponent's hair lightly:
"After I left, did you leave the cabin?"
Shi An said dryly: "... No, no."
He became more stiff.
"What's wrong?"
At that moment, many incomplete fragments flashed across my mind.
for example…
Some details that have never been paid attention to.
Why is it just a simple robbery, and rarely gets injured after each rescue.
Long Weiwei is also too forgiving, almost not like the cruel creature in the legend that takes pleasure in plundering.
for example…
Some unexpected answers.
The boy raised his head and answered very seriously.
The dragon is a very big, very beautiful, and very handsome creature.
Tall and majestic, magnificent and charming.
When he said these words, his expression was so serious and sincere, as if he was extremely sure of his answer.
Or it may be the accidental disclosure of some information.
Why would dragons avoid the traps in Irvine District, and why would they rush to and bloodbath the heathen base before them.
Mu Heng chuckled, "It's nothing, just ask."
He lowered his head, dropped a kiss on the top of the opponent's hair, and asked in a very gentle voice:
"Are you tired today?"
Shi An couldn't figure out why the other party would ask this question.
He nodded honestly: "... Kind of."
"Sleep with me?"
Mu Heng pecked the boy's cold earlobe, pressed it to his ear and asked.
Shi An: "..."
Although he did need to make more physical contact with Mu Heng, so that the abyssal magic power could be absorbed earlier.
But... Mu Heng's sudden question made Shi'an feel a little uneasy.
I always feel a little weird.
However, after a long period of contemplation, Shi An hesitated and said:
"Yes, okay?"
Mu Heng smiled lowly.
He let go of Shi'an and said, "I'm going to take a bath."
The night is shrouded.
Shi An blinked teary eyes, her voice soft and dumb, and pushed her shoulders away: "Don't, don't lick it."
Mu Heng pinched Shi'an's waist:
"You are too sensitive."
He leaned in and kissed him: "It's okay, just try a few more times."
Shi An whimpered and shook his head: "No... No more..."
Mu Heng's eyes were extremely dark, like a bottomless abyss, rolling in the depths with a strong desire for aggression, like a dangerous ocean, rolling silently in the night.
He sucked Shi'an's lower lip and said in a seductive tone:
"Hey, close your legs."
Shi An blinked, tears still on his eyelashes.
He stared at the opponent blankly, with a puzzled look in his eyes, but he still let the opponent play tricks.
Originally it was just a fake shower, but this time I really had to take a shower.
Shi An buried his blushing face in his cold arms, only his two hot ears were exposed.
The estrus period can still be used as an excuse before, but this, this time...
His consciousness is indeed sober.
Ah ah ah ah ah-
Shi An once again had the urge to bury himself forever.
Obviously, didn't it just lie down and sleep together before
Why are there more steps now
And, why is it different from before
Shi An buried his head deeper.
He felt a little pain in his inner thigh.
… It must be red.
The night is getting darker.
Mu Heng turned his head and looked at the teenager lying beside him.
Perhaps it was because of the rush during the day, or perhaps because of the exhaustion just now, the other party was already asleep.
The soft black hair was scattered on the pillow, half of his white face was buried in the soft pillow, the long black eyelashes were hanging quietly, the breathing was shallow and even, it looked peaceful and harmless, and the heart couldn't help but soften. .
He leaned close, staring at the sleeping face of the young man.
Suspecting this kind of thing is very strange.
When it has never been produced, no matter how much evidence, no one can be surprised. It is like a person living in the eternal night, never knowing whether he is blind or not.
However, once it occurs, it can no longer disappear easily.
Mu Heng raised his hand and moved the boy's forehead very lightly.
He leaned down and slowly pressed a kiss on the smooth and cold forehead of the other party.
Under the long silver-white eyelashes, a pair of blue eyes are hidden deep in the gloom, and dark black shadows breed on the bottom of the eyes, like paranoid crazy branches and shoots, spreading and spreading, revealing a touch of almost gloomy ice .
The fingertips slipped softly and stayed for a moment on the soft corners of the young man's lips.
What if he guessed it
It's ok.
Mu Heng narrowed his eyes and thought casually.
Until next time, he will not give the other party any opportunity to make a choice.
Because staying with him would be the only option.