"If I can fill this bucket of water in an hour, you can kiss me."
"... ..What?"
Yuan Chen almost thought he had heard wrong.
Jiang Fu blinked, propped his chin and said with great interest.
"If you didn't hear clearly, then I'll say it again."
"Need not."
Yuan Chen was silent for a moment, then looked down at the watch on his wrist, and silently signaled that he could start.
In the closed snow-white room, the ground was covered with sporadic water stains, showing shallow silver marks. Jiang Fu looked along the barrel, his light white fingers happily brushing the clear water that was about to overflow, and his slightly soaked face Full of pride.
"Look, look, am I super powerful!"
Yuan Chen raised his feet to avoid the water marks on the ground, walked in front of him, pinched his chin in the next second, touched his lips very lightly, and then immediately parted, his deep voice without fluctuation.
"kindness."
Jiang Fu looked up at him in astonishment, suddenly hooked his neck, and pulled the man who was about to stand up again.
The voice wrapped in a mischievous smile was thin and soft.
"I want a kiss like this."
The blended breath sprayed on the thin skin, almost burning the hot flesh and blood.
Yuan Chen stiffly let him lick him wantonly, then looked at him firmly, without saying a word.
Jiang Fu pinched his red earlobe teasingly, and smiled with satisfaction.
"So cute."
Yuan Chen glanced at his wet lips, forced his eyes away, and asked the staff to carry the bucket out for use by the people at the base.
Before leaving the room, he was stopped.
The young man shaking his head was holding the sheet with his hands, his white feet dangling slowly in the air under his trouser legs, his unrestrained eyebrows and eyes seemed to be filled with moisture, exuding a fresh and charming fragrance after the early spring rain.
"Yuanyuan, if tomorrow's task is completed, can you touch me?"
In the evening, the vines visited last night arrived as scheduled. Jiang Fu had a bold guess about it, so he pretended to be asleep and didn't know it.
It was not as menacing as last night. The thin vines seemed to be afraid of waking him up. They tentatively circled around his ankles. After finding no response, they boldly slid up and wrapped around his wrists eagerly.
The cold and slippery place was a little itchy, Jiang Fu turned over muttering, his face that was originally buried in the pillow was completely exposed in the darkness, and his quiet face was defenseless.
The vine didn't move in shock, and after a while, it cautiously attacked Jiang Fu again. This time, the target was very clear, and it was his slightly parted lips.
Touching his lips from time to time, Jiang Fu was so teased that he couldn't hold back his laughter. He licked his lips on purpose and murmured "Yuan Yuan" a few times.
A small piece of vine that was accidentally licked was fixed in the air for several seconds, and then it suddenly moved towards his lips greedily like crazy, and even tried to get into the warm mouth to suck a blind date.
Jiang Fu turned his head and struggled in a daze, transparent liquid flowed from the gap between his forced open lips, and the corners of his misty eyes were also forced to get wet, as if he was about to wake up from his sleep in the next moment.
The branches of the vine deftly covered his eyes, rubbed against the wet place, concentrated on licking the young man's soft and hot lips curiously and fondly in the dark, as if he had a serious illness addiction.
I don't know how long it took before the vine received a certain order, reluctantly retreated from him, and quickly disappeared into the room.
Jiang Fu curled up on the bed in a half-dream and half-awake state, with tears still on his face.
During the day, Jiang Fu was always in a trance.
He lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers for a while, then raised his head, with a confused and shy look on his face, hesitatingly asked.
"Last night... was there anything unusual in District 1 last night?"
Yuan Chen was recording his index, and said in a neutral tone.
"No."
He looked at the sleepy Jiang Fu thoughtfully, a faint light flashed quickly in his eyes, and his tone was actually a little gentle.
"What's the matter, did something happen last night?"
The back of the young man sitting on the ground tensed suddenly. From Yuan Chen's angle, he could see a small piece of delicate skin exposed/exposed by his loose isolation suit. From an angle that the young man couldn't see, there was a little vine left light red marks.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
Jiang Fu didn't notice his strangeness, he hesitated and spoke vaguely, while suspecting that the vine attack in the past two nights was just a nightmare of his own, while fearing that it would appear again.
He raised his head, hooked Yuan Chen's fingers hanging by his side, and said eagerly.
"I don't want to sleep by myself at night, can you accompany me?"
Yuan Chen coldly rejected him.
"cannot."
Jiang Fu let out a cry of disappointment, shook his arm in frustration, and said in a coquettish soft voice.
"You promised to cooperate with me fully, and you clearly agreed."
Yuan Chen put one hand in his pocket, looking down at his dark and deep eyes.
"You have already mentioned today's request."
"Huh? When will I...."
Jiang Fu suddenly remembered what he said yesterday, and a bit of annoyance appeared on his face. After pulling his hair, his eyes lit up, and he stood up and chased him to ask.
"Then sleep with me tomorrow night! Will you agree?"
Yuan Chen glanced at him with an expectant face, and said yes.
Jiang Fu immediately grinned happily, threw himself into his arms and rubbed them back and forth, and was pushed away within a few seconds.
Yuan Chen stared at him coldly and said.
"Today's task has not been completed."
"Hey... I know, I know."
The ability training is actually a process of repeatedly practicing control, because Jiang Fu rejected the external stimulation of the electric shock and only relied on his own subjective willpower to control the ability, so it took more effort than others.
Although he is smart, quick and talented, it still needs a process of primary mastery. This day's task was not completed until evening, his face was a little pale, but he was very energetic.
Yuan Chen has no reason to refuse his kiss again, but his downcast eyes are indifferent, showing no emotion.
Jiang Fu grabbed his hand and put it on his waist, puffing his cheeks complainingly.
"You promised to touch me, but you are not allowed to go back on your word."
Yuan Chen gave a grunt, and the hand casually placed on his waist gently stroked the warm skin, and the slightly sunken waist was bent into a graceful arc, making people unable to resist yearning to explore more.
He stretched out his hand to press Jiang Fu's back neck, and kissed him indifferently, but his gradually proficient lips and tongue were passionately intertwined, willing to indulge in this indescribable sweetness.
The blood all over his body rushed to somewhere in the more tacit and intimate contact, Yuan Chen closed his eyes, and the deep breathing was mixed with a bit of spreading turbidity.
Just as he was pondering whether he should let the beast in his heart run rampant, a loud voice came from the loudspeaker in the room.
"Professor Yuan! The supernatural user of 03 has a supernatural disorder! Please come out and deal with it!"
Due to the particularity of Jiang Fu's appearance, everyone only knows that his room is set to be non-transparent, and that Yuan Chen is in charge of it alone, and will not interfere with the specific training content of the two in the room. Only in emergencies do they have to be cautious. Excuse me.
Both of them heard the staff's words and stopped all actions at the same time.
A hint of anger and gloom flashed across Yuan Chen's eyes, and soon returned to a waveless calm.
Jiang Fu's cheeks were slightly flushed, he kissed Yuan Chen's chin with a smile, and then generously let go of his hand.
"It's okay, go get busy."
Yuan Chen grabbed his hand, and after a moment of silence, he gently squeezed it as if to comfort him.
"kindness."
In fact, as the main person in charge of the base, Yuan Chen is very busy. In addition to researching zombie potions and training every junior superpower, he also has to deal with emergencies that arise at any time.
The people in the base respect him and fear him, but they also rely on him extremely, unconditionally believing that everything can be properly resolved in his hands.
After checking the supernatural beings in 03, he went to the 2nd district to follow up the research progress. It was already late at night after all the big and small things were settled. Yuan Chen was very tired, but he walked towards the 1st district without hesitation. 07 walk in the room.
The glass window with a special barrier should be dark, but he stared unblinkingly at the young man sleeping on the single bed inside, his eyes under the cold appearance were extremely aggressive, with an uncontrollable scorching heat.
He needs to confirm one thing.
The vines that came in from nowhere spun around his trouser legs familiarly, then snaked their way through the extremely narrow door, and slid towards the single bed nimbly.
Easily restraining the young man's movements completely, the vines rustled up his isolation gown, and sneaked in from the hem of the clothes and trouser legs.
The sleeping person frowned slightly, as if aware of a familiar nightmare coming again, he opened his eyes in a daze, and was startled when he realized his restrained posture, and began to struggle desperately.
But tonight's vines were extraordinarily tough, deliberately rubbing every inch of his skin with force, and even drilled into even more unspeakable secret places.
The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, a look of humiliation and shame appeared on his shocked face, his fingers gripped the bed sheet tightly, and he let out an indistinct whimper.
Yuan Chen stared unscrupulously at him who was trembling all over, sobbing and crying, his body was smeared with messy marks, after a long while, the thick vines reluctantly retreated from a certain place slowly, soaked in wet greasy transparent liquid.
After the vines quietly left the room again, the disheveled young man kept backing away until he retreated into the corner, and then curled up like a bullied little beast, burying his hair and crying embarrassingly.
The man who was integrated into the darkness outside the room was motionless, and it took a long time before he let out a very light sigh.
That sigh was full of bone-piercing joy.