After returning to the room, he thought about the pass.
It was a thing with an ID chip, boxy and the size of a thumb. Princess Suya is willing to give this thing to him. Of course, she doesn't know what he is going to do, but she just hopes that one day when the royal family really wants to kill him, he can use the pass with the highest authority to escape from the prison or even escape from the empire. There is a chance of survival.
To some extent, he did use Princess Suya. Rongwan learned from the original text that Princess Suya is indeed a very kind woman, he shouldn't do this, but now there is no other way to survive.
As usual, he asked the system to change the various surveillance videos, then he took a shower and lay on the bed, waiting for the protagonist to come.
Outside, it was still raining cats and dogs for days, with lightning and thunder. The date of the incident mentioned by Zhu Yun is getting closer and closer. No matter how good his mental quality is, Rong Wan is just a new century person who has never seen any big scenes, let alone participating in any war. , not even playing chicken-eating games like sniping. So thinking of the coming bloody storm, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at all...
At this time, he couldn't help but hope that the protagonist would sneak in quickly. With the protagonist around, he will feel a little bit more secure.
…
For the past few days, Imaki has been staying on the roof near the general's room, guarding the general's situation. It's not that he didn't want to sneak into the general's room in advance, but the monitoring room has its own mechanism. The patrolling people are very dense and alert. They can only sneak in at a fixed time in the middle of the night, when the group of people change shifts. A little while.
It wasn't until the group of people changed shifts that Jin Zhao crawled in the night and sneaked in through the window quietly.
His body was soaked like a soaked rat, and he was chilled all over. He wrung out for a long time by the window before he managed to dry off a little of the rainwater on his body. He glanced at the carpet and decided to take off his shoes and coat so as not to leave marks on the carpet.
When Jin Zhao walked over in his middle coat, Rong Wan had already fallen asleep drowsily.
He couldn't help but sat down on the floor by the bed, his movements were quiet, and he didn't disturb the people on the bed. Today he completed his mission again, protecting the general through the day safely. Although coming and going in danger and being exhausted, Jin Zhao's mood is completely different from the past. He is working hard for his beloved, and he is willing.
With the faint light outside, his gaze lingered greedily on the person on the bed. Only at this time, his gaze was bold and presumptuous, not afraid of being discovered by this person with his twisted thoughts full of possessiveness. If this person finds out, then everything will be over...
He can only look at this person secretly, but other people, who are on the same level as this person, can chat and laugh with this person unscrupulously, in the sun, openly and aboveboard.
I'm really not reconciled...
Jin Zhao suddenly remembered something, and a trace of suffocation flashed in his dark eyes. His fingertips rubbed against his wrist, and there was a thin wound on it, which was scratched by the letter. This afternoon, before the royal family searched the general's study, he went to the general's study and promptly disposed of all the important documents and letters there. He originally thought that the letters the general would put there were probably some military correspondence, but he found a box and put it in the corner of the drawer.
Considering that it might be the general's private matter, Jin Zhao shouldn't peek at it without permission, but he couldn't help it—it was as if he couldn't restrain his desire to get closer to the light, as long as it involved this person, he hoped to get closer , a little more. But soon he regretted opening those envelopes.
Inside are some letters between the general and Lu Sujun during the military academy, and letters sent to him by other noble ladies. Jin Zhao only opened one or two of them, and couldn't help feeling jealous. When he was still brainwashed and lost his sense of autonomy, someone could get so close to this person, read and study with this person, breathe the air that this person breathed, see the scenery that this person saw, and Hand over those ambiguous pink envelopes to this person—
And he can't say anything, and all his thoughts are as invisible to the light as he is.
He is so jealous, jealous of everyone who can stand under the sun with this person.
The longing for this person wrapped him tightly and made his heart throb. His gaze fell on this person's face without turning away, greedily crawling over every inch, from the handsome eyebrows to the high bridge of the nose, slowly outlining the outline of this person.
But this distance is still too far.
It is clear that the person he loves is by his side, but he always feels that he is out of reach.
Perhaps it was because this person tolerated him, favored him, and pitied him, but he did not love him.
Jin Zhao's eyes were reddened by the desire to get what he wanted, and his eyes gradually fell on the lips of the person lying on the bed. Those lips were very thin and light in color. They usually looked unsmiling and indifferent, but in his eyes , but extremely seductive.
I really want to get this person.
I really want to be like other people, to be able to tell those despicable thoughts to this person, instead of hiding in a dark corner, greedy for all these things.
His throat moved, and suddenly he leaned over obsessively, desperately suppressing the impulse of his whole body, and gently pressed his lips on the general's lips - at this moment, Jin Zhao felt embarrassed and ridiculous, what was his behavior? If the general woke up, he would definitely look at him with disgust. But the excitement of the blood rushing to the top of his head stopped his thinking.
His lips were dry, with the cold outside, but the General's lips were moist, warm. The soft touch came, and the soul in his mind was a little pulled away for an instant.
leave quickly.
Otherwise it's all over.
Jin Zhao forced himself to end this behavior quickly, but he couldn't restrain the feeling of boiling in his blood. He seemed to have ingested poppies, and his whole body trembled. His lips were soft against the man's lips, and he looked at the man closely, and could almost count the man's eyelashes. This distance is too close, never been so close to this person, he was so happy that he trembled, and his heart began to throb...
…
Rong Wan didn't sleep very deeply. In fact, the protagonist wasn't around these few days. He couldn't sleep soundly because of things in his heart, and today was no exception.
When he was in a daze of sleep, he felt as if something cool and soft was stuck to his lips. Just like Shui Yuan, he thought he was dreaming, so he couldn't help but subconsciously open his lips and stick out the tip of his tongue to lick it.
But the softness on his lips trembled.
The system suddenly hesitated to speak in his ear: "emmmmmm".
"..." After Rong finished, he woke up.
He almost immediately noticed that there was a figure on his body, and what was stuck to his mouth was not a source of water, but cold and soft lips. Rong Wan was almost terrified, and subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but out of some embarrassment, he closed them tightly. His eyelashes trembled, and he felt the protagonist's lips gently sweeping over his lips, tickling, and then, the protagonist moved his lips away somehow, and licked his chin lightly, that feeling, It's like being licked by a small animal that is nostalgic for him.
After being licked, Rong's blood immediately burst into flames, and an embarrassing sound came out of his throat accidentally.
The protagonist's movements stopped immediately, and he looked at him cautiously. Rong Wan hurriedly continued to pretend to be asleep, and uttered unconscious ravings, pretending that he was dreaming—then the protagonist's lips gently fell on the center of his eyebrows, with a deep love, and it was easy to part.
Rong Wan's heart has been turned upside down!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Rong Wan: "What should we do now?"
System: "Think carefully."
Rong Wan closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be dead. He felt that the place kissed by the protagonist was soft and moist. The taste was unexpectedly not unpleasant, but it made people feel like being scratched by a claw, itchy. Maybe it was because he was prepared and knew that the protagonist had such thoughts for him, so he just waited for this day long ago.
Rong Wan was in a complicated mood, he first thought, open his eyes now, if he refuses - what will happen to the protagonist? The system said that the protagonist's love for him could no longer be detected. Rong Wan can't imagine that after the protagonist has experienced such a long period of suffering and misfortune, he grasps him as a life-saving straw, and even protects and trusts him like a god. If he looks at him with disgusting eyes, the protagonist will be so sad and painful to what extent. Maybe it will be like a wounded animal again, looking for a place to curl up. Rong Wan couldn't even imagine how to get along with the protagonist in the future.
And Rong Wan just imagined the protagonist's sad and wet eyes, and he couldn't stand it, just imagining it, his heart ached. Even, from the very beginning, he never regarded the protagonist as an NPC. In his eyes, the protagonist has always been a living, flesh-and-blood person. He is the only person who accompanied the protagonist through seven million words of misfortune, and the only person who can understand all the extreme thoughts and dark psychology of the protagonist... On the basis of all these, he does not hate the protagonist, but also wants to tolerate and pity the protagonist .
Although I don't know whether these complicated feelings are the feelings of liking, but at least I can be sure that the protagonist is different in his heart, not only different from anyone in this world, but also different from everyone in his original world. Everyone has a different meaning. Otherwise, he would feel much more at ease when the protagonist would not be by his side.
Thinking of this, Rong Wan suddenly had the courage of a strong man to sever his wrist.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
Jin Zhao's lips fell between his brows, and they fell apart as soon as they were touched. When he was about to leave, he suddenly found that the person he kissed was opening his eyes, with light brown pupils staring at him. woke up? The general is awake? Jin Zhao was startled suddenly, his whole body was like a machine that stopped working, his instinctive blood froze for a moment, and his hands and feet were suddenly cold.
For tens of seconds, he stopped breathing.
What did he do? He was found? !
"..." Jin Zhao's face turned pale, the general looked directly at him, and he didn't even dare to look at him. But at the same time, he felt a certain sense of relief. He was finally discovered, his dark and twisted thoughts, his almost scorching perverted nostalgia, was finally discovered by the general. Then, the next step is to wait for the general's sentencing. What would the general say, how would he react
"Jin Zhao." Rong Wan sat up with his elbows on the bed.
Immediately, Jin Zhao knelt down on one knee, and seemed to want to make a sound in his throat, but he could barely utter a few weird syllables. His pitch-black hair was still wet, his eyes were faintly red, and the desire to dye them had not dissipated. He woke up in an instant, and all the luck and luck disappeared, replaced by deep despair——
He shouldn't have done it. No matter how gentle the general treats him, the general will never allow him to do such a thing. The general must loathe him.
What he is is just a dog brought back by the general and raised with kindness. The general allows him to approach him and allows him to work for him. But that was already the shortest distance, how could he be so ignorant, if the general recalled carefully, he would definitely know the deep emotion in his almost crazy eyes before.
What would the general think of him
Jin Zhao's heart sank straight down.
Just when he was at a loss, he heard the general call again: "Jin Zhao?"
His mind was buzzing, and he could only respond in front of him: "General, I am here, what orders..."
Before he finished speaking, his general leaned over, and his chin was held up by warm fingers. His general just looked at him from such a close distance, forehead to forehead, nose to nose. When his mind was blank and his hands and feet were cold, his general suddenly raised his chin slightly and pressed his lips against it.
The general's lips were pressed to his.
Imaaki couldn't describe his feelings for a moment. He opened his eyes wide, his pupils tensed to a little dizzy.
The general was actively kissing him—it wasn't the licking that he did when he secretly kissed his loved ones, but the rubbing of his soft lips. The tip of his tongue pried open his lips and sucked them straight in, as if trying to suck his soul out. Jinzhao's heart trembled, completely thinking that he was in a dream. He woke up, and suddenly grabbed the general's neck with his backhand, which was a possessive gesture almost greedy, and then he used his clumsy tongue to reach over, desperately seeking the warmth that made him addicted in his dream.
Rong Wan clasped Jinzhao's with both hands, and gently closed his eyes.
When he actually kissed, his heart was relieved. He doesn't hate it, and even likes it a little bit. Then what is there to resist
He also took away Jin Zhao's first kiss—should it be the first kiss? Rong Wan thought with some confusion, the original text did not describe that Jin Zhao had a relationship experience, and he was a 24K pure virgin for five lifetimes, as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
Thinking of this, Rong Wan felt a little apprehensive.
The little guy who can't even kiss, let the general brother teach you.