Beiyin Cangmo took Zhuang Jinling to the room in the dormitory building of the national guards. As the captain, he could get a single dormitory, but it was only fifteen square meters in size, plus a small bathroom. will sleep here.
Entering the room, the heat blowing towards their faces made the two of them warm up instantly.
Beiyin Cangmo put the lunch box in his hand on the table, and Yun Gong shattered the clothes on his body.
With a hiss, all the clothes on his body were shredded into strips.
Zhuang Jinling looked at the other's strong chest and was dumbfounded on the spot: "What are you doing?"
Wouldn't it really be necessary to rape first, then kill, and then bury the corpse
Beiyin Cangmo's eyes flashed a joke: "You don't really think I'm going to rape and kill you, do you?"
Zhuang Jinling snorted: "You explode your clothes as soon as you enter the room. It's hard not to make people think wrong. Besides, I look like this. I can't guarantee that you won't be interested in me."
Beiyin Cangmo laughed angrily: "Are you overconfident about your looks? It's a pity that no matter how good-looking you are, I'm not interested in men."
"It's hard to say, there was a man who said the same thing before, but in the end it wasn't..." Zhuang Jinling paused, who ever said that
He tried hard to think about it, but he didn't remember who said this, but when he didn't time travel to the book, there were indeed many men who liked him, but they were all a group of people who only liked his appearance.
Beiyin Cangmo lowered his eyes and looked at the hands on his chest: "I'm sure I won't like you, but it's hard for you to say. You kissed me and confessed to me before, but now your hands are still on your chest." You can't bear to let go of your chest, are you sure you don't like men?"
"It's stuck and I can't let it go, and it's not that I didn't want to let it go." Zhuang Jinling tried to retract his hands, and found that he could move, and said happily: "I can move, I can move."
Beiyin Cangmo said lightly: "You can move, but I can't move yet. If you don't want your clothes to be broken by my internal force like mine, then take off your clothes."
Zhuang Jinling looked at the hands still stuck to his shoulders and unbuttoned his clothes.
As soon as he unbuttoned the first button, Beiyin Cangmo noticed that his hand stuck to the clothes was loose, and he withdrew his hand and said, "It's fine, you don't need to take it off."
He turned around and took out the clothes from the closet, and observed Zhuang Jinling's every move while wearing them.
Zhuang Jinling's attention was all on his clothes. He touched his shoulders. He didn't get stuck to his clothes, and he didn't touch anything sticky. He was more sure that the sticking to each other was caused by his change of words, but he clearly changed his words to How did the male protagonist's inner thoughts become actions? Could it be that the male protagonist's luck blocked him again
Beiyin Cangmo saw him rubbing his shoulders in thought, and guessed that the previous incident should have nothing to do with him: "Let's go."
He put on his coat and went to open the door. Unexpectedly, the lock was broken and he couldn't open it no matter how hard he twisted it.
Beiyin Cangmo cursed in a low voice: "This is really a ghost."
Zhuang Jinling: "..."
It's really hard to leave, just separated, and trapped in the room again.
Suddenly there was a bang, and Beiyin Cangmo smashed the door with his internal force. The cold wind rushed in, and Zhuang Jinling shivered.
"Let's go." Beiyin Cangmo walked out of the room.
The corners of Zhuang Jinling's eyes twitched, and he followed Beiyin Cangmo and left the dormitory building.
Beiyin Cangmo called a taxi and watched Zhuang Jinling light a cigarette after getting into the car, but saw that the driver couldn't start the car when he started it.
The driver apologized to Zhuang Jinling: "Sir, I'm really sorry, my car seems to be broken down, please take another car."
Zhuang Jinling was speechless, so he got out of the car and said to Beiyin Cangmo who was smoking, "The car broke down."
Northern Yin Cangmo: "..."
Is God going to fight against him today
Otherwise, why did the more he wanted to stay away from Zhuang Jinling, the more he prevented this from happening.
Beiyin Cangmo continued to call a taxi on his mobile phone, but it was midnight and it was snowing, and taxis were unwilling to come so far to pick up people.
He glanced at the pale Zhuang Jinling, and suddenly remembered that the medical examiner said that Zhuang Jinling couldn't catch the cold, and that when he caught the cold, his bones would ache, so painful that it could kill him.
Beiyin Cangmo put away his mobile phone and said, "I'll ask someone under me to drive you back."
He didn't believe it anymore, Zhuang Jinling couldn't be sent back tonight.
"Yeah." Zhuang Jinling blew the cold wind for almost half an hour, his bones had already been eroded by thousands of ants, and the pain made him almost unable to stand upright. If he didn't go back to the house to keep warm, he didn't know why he died here.
He took a step forward, but suddenly his legs went limp, and he fell forward, lying on the snow ground unable to move.
Beiyin Cangmo frowned, but he didn't want to help him at all.
Zhuang Jinling couldn't move his limbs, and his fingertips were frozen. He didn't dare to move, he was worried that if he struggled randomly, he would be out of breath.
He also didn't expect Beiyin Cangmo to help him up, he could only wait for the pain in his bones to stop, and then stand up vigorously.
Beiyin Cangmo said lightly: "You haven't gotten up yet, how long do you want to lie down?"
Zhuang Jinling was in so much pain that he was about to lose consciousness, let alone answer his words.
Beiyin Cangmo saw him lying on the ground motionless, and lightly kicked his arm: "Stop pretending."
In the past, Zhuang Jinling pretended to be dead just like now. He kindly helped him up and wanted to send him to the hospital for emergency treatment, but the other party gave him a slap when he got up, and laughed at him for being so easy to deceive.
Fortunately, Zhuang Jinling was only a warrior, otherwise he would have been beaten to death.
"If you don't get up again, I'll leave." Seeing that he still didn't move, Beiyin Cangmo turned and left with a sullen face.