The bathroom fell into silence, and the unspeakable suffocation slowly spread with the steam.
Si Nan sat in the bathtub, the hot water was up to his waist, and because his abdomen was very flat, half of the very shallow mermaid line was exposed, and his upper body was slightly arched. The water-soaked hair was attached to the forehead of his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he squinted at Zhou Rong from the bottom up, his eyebrows and eyes showed a sharp shape on the ends.
Zhou Rong recognizes this gesture, which can be understood as two meanings:
The shyness of Omega's chest and back when naked;
Or a precursor to a warrior's body tensing up ready to attack.
According to his understanding of Sinan in a normal state, it should be the latter.
Zhou Rong said sincerely: "I said I was just taking a bath for you, do you believe it?"
After a long silence, Sinan said slowly, "I believe it politely."
"… "
"Then do you want to wash together now, or...?"
of course!
The roar was like hot dumplings rolling back and forth in Zhou Rong's mouth a few times before swallowing painfully. Zhou Rong returned to the door and said politely, "No, you can call me after you're done washing." He closed the door lightly.
click.
Sinan maintained that tense posture and slowly poured back into the bathtub, making a splash of water.
The hot water soaked the body, soaked and softened the cold, hard and sore muscles, and the numbness penetrated deep into the nerves and bone marrow, making his whole body soft, and the moment he woke up, he had a very subtle feeling... He has never experienced in his life. , but instinctively knows what it feels like.
But before he could think about it, Zhou Rong pushed in the door, interrupting his thinking, and the Alpha pheromone that rushed towards him suddenly exacerbated the change.
When Zhou Rong spoke, listening to his voice, Sinan could even feel a sudden loosening somewhere inside his body.
- Not very good.
Sinan closed his eyes and leaned his back on the cold tiles. He quickly sorted out the fragmented memories of the past few days in his mind, and used the power of reason to suppress the strange feeling of flowing and soft inside his body, but it was not very effective.
In the rising white mist, there seemed to be a warm water swaying in the depths of the body, and it was even about to overflow. When he tried to recall what happened to Romuel's idiots during their torture, what kept flashing in his mind was not the pain of the electric shock, but Zhou Rong's strong arms and the small piece on the collar of his shirt. Triangular dark skin.
The corners of Sinan's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to stay in the hot water any longer. He stood up with a clatter and wiped his body hastily.
The clean clothes were neatly folded into tofu cubes by Zhou Rong and placed on the shelf. Sinan put on a clean shirt and wiped the mirror with his hands. He saw that his face was flushed, and the corners of his eyes seemed to contain water.
"… All right."
Zhou Rong was cooking porridge in the kitchen when he heard the words and raised his head.
Si Nan stood at the door of the kitchen with his hands behind his back. He was tall and straight, his voice was steady, and his expression was calm and upright like a news network host, but for some reason his eyes were a little red.
Although he is no longer a shrunken Sinan burrito wrapped in a blanket, he is also very handsome and good-looking, and has a neat and neat look that makes people yearn. Zhou Rong was instantly ashamed of his shameful thoughts, coughed, put down the spoon and said with a smile: "Then I'll go take a shower too. Look at the porridge, don't overcook it, there is salt and sugar on the shelf. ."
Simon didn't say a word.
Zhou Rong walked out of the kitchen, passed him by the door, and felt that Sinan's eyes quickly slipped into his collar.
Zhou Rong: "...?"
Is this coveting my brother's perfect body, or am I just seeing it wrong
Zhou Rong couldn't help but turn his head while pushing the bathroom door. He saw Sinan walking gracefully and calmly, walking straight to the stove, scooping up a spoonful of vegetable and meat porridge and blowing attentively, only his beautiful chin could be seen in the steaming white mist.
It must be a mistake, Zhou Rong thought regretfully, and closed the bathroom door.
Zhou Rong, who was about to explode, was leaning against the door, his mind was full of indescribable R-level images. In the bathroom mixed with warm water vapor and honey-flavored pheromones, he solved it twice by himself, and was burned to the point of unbearable nerves. It finally cooled down a bit.
He took a fighting bath with cold water, and went out full of energy. He happened to see Sinan standing in front of the stove, secretly adding something to the porridge.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Rong asked loudly, "It's already very thick! Don't add canned food!"
Sinan immediately turned around and put his hands behind his back: "Okay." Then he licked the corners of his mouth.
Captain Zhou was confused by the corners of his light red lips and did not raise enough vigilance in the first place.
Zhou Rong rummaged through the carriage, picked up a finger-sized bag of cookies from the corner, opened it and fed it to Sinan, and took the opportunity to observe the shape and gloss of Comrade Xiao Si's lips up close. Then he heats the dry onions from the individual combat ration bag with the sauce to cook chopped Italian meatballs and eat them soaked in dry, hard bread crumbs.
Sinan has nothing to do, so he wanders around in the kitchen idly. Zhou Rong threw the car key to him and instructed: "Go, go to the car to find something to drink and see if there is beer."
Sinan took orders and left, and came back a moment later with a package of instant beverages, pinching his two fingers and extending them in front of Zhou Rong.
High-fiber, high-protein isotonic beverage.
"... Better than nothing." Zhou Rong comforted himself, and then looked up and down at Sinan: "Why only one bag, you don't want it?"
Simon shook his head.
"Today is a good day, we should celebrate and get something to drink."
Sinan said, "No, save it for you."
The two stared at each other for a long time, Zhou Rong's eyes were concerned, Sinan's face was innocent, and there was only the sound of gurgling porridge in the kitchen.
After a long while, Zhou Rong finally sighed, reached out and wiped off the milky white powder on the corner of Sinan's mouth: "The milk powder is yours, don't hide and eat it, bring it up and drink it with water, be good."
Sinan: "... oh."
·
Sinan swayed inside and out, touching a piece of bread from time to time, or being fed a mouthful of meat sauce by Zhou Rong, he was almost full by the time he ate at night.
Zhou Rong set up a dining table in front of the window on the second floor, and pulled the curtains back to reveal the starry sky. On the table were two steaming stew pots: porridge cooked with rice, mixed with lunch meat and dehydrated vegetables, and bread crumbs. Cubes soaked in onion bolognese.
Each person has a pair of tableware, Zhou Rong drinks high-protein nutritional powder, and Sinan drinks sweet milk made with hot water.
The two touched a cup, Zhou Rong cleared his throat, and solemnly said: "Today is a memorable day. After four months of exile, our 118 Escape Team finally ushered in an important moment for family reunion, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new— Chinese New Year."
Sinan applauded expressionlessly, Zhou Rong took a sip:
"The first cup, the organization wishes Comrade Si Xiaonan a healthy growth, peace and prosperity in the new year."
Sinan cooperated: "Brother Rong too."
Zhou Rong patted his head and gave him a red envelope - a small bag of raisins.
"Second cup, I wish that the absent 118th Brigade 6th Squadron Chuncao, Yan Hao, Ding Shi and Guo Weixiang have arrived at the Nanhai base safely and successfully complete the handover with the central government; I also wish the seventeen comrades who have left us. Everything is fine in the kingdom of heaven, reincarnated smoothly... No, let's wait for the disaster to pass before reincarnating."
Zhou Rong took another sip and recited seventeen names one by one in the order of sacrifice. The last one was Zhang Yingjie.
After reciting, he was silent for a moment, and Sinan looked at him quietly.
"The third cup, I wish the government to develop antiviral drugs as soon as possible, and human beings to get rid of the disaster as soon as possible, build their homes, and restore stability and peace."
Zhou Rong raised his glass to the bright sky and poured his last drink on the ground:
"There are thousands of heroic spirits in the sky and the ground, please witness us, with the hands of mortals, to continue the hope of the survival of the race."
There is no moon tonight, and the stars twinkle, reflecting the mountains and rivers in a faint white light.
Zhou Rong turned to Sinan, smiled and said, "Eat, it will be cold later, try Brother Rong's craftsmanship."
Sinan nodded and reached for the bread cubes in the meat sauce.
Zhou Rong's taste is still relatively Chinese, so he took a bowl to hold the thick and soft vegetable porridge that he had boiled for several hours. As a result, I found that the porridge was very thin when I scooped it. After a closer look, I found that some of the meat and vegetables had not melted, and it was obvious that they had just been added.
"Si-Xiao-Nan!" Zhou Rong suddenly turned his face and said solemnly: "How much did you steal? Tell me!"
Simon: "..."
"You know how to add it after stealing it, aren't you smart? Don't just add canned food if you have the ability, add some rice! Do you think I can't find out this pot of stewed vegetables?!"
Sinan's knowledge was revealed, he pondered for a moment, dropped the spoon locally, and then picked up the small bag of raisins: "Where's the big red envelope?"
"… "
"No big red envelopes for the New Year? Who are you coaxing? What's wrong with eating your spoonfuls of porridge, isn't it just for me to cook porridge?"
Zhou Rong was speechless by this fallacy, and the next sentence became the last straw for him to disarm and surrender: "Could it be cooked for Yan Hao?"
"..." Zhou Rong said sincerely: "Comrade Xiaosi, I think Yan Hao vomited blood when he heard what you said... You must not say it in front of him."
Sinan was eating Italian meatballs and raised the corner of his mouth at him, his eyes filled with happiness and satisfaction.
·
On New Year's Eve, the vast north wind swept through the mountains and forests, and in the distance there was an inextricable darkness like thick ink.
In this small world, there is warm food, clean clothes, and a strong and reliable sense of security; Sinan is cross-legged in the chair, and after taking a hot bath, he is very comfortable, and he wants to stretch out at any time. slack.
The anger, hatred, and pain I experienced in front of Romuel a few days ago, as well as the needle-like remorse and hope in my heart, seemed to have become memories of my previous life. It all vanished.
Sinan squeezed towards the edge of the table, like a cat with its bones taken out, with half of his body weight resting on Zhou Rong's shoulders.
Zhou Rong's voice was a little hoarse: "Little comrade, you count as sexual harassment, I'll tell you."
Sinan said lazily: "Go and sue, I sexually harassed Alpha's uncle of the People's Liberation Army, call the police to arrest me."
This posture made the two almost squeeze together. The food in Zhou Rong's mouth instantly lost its taste, and only the Omega pheromone breath surging in the nose, like an invisible and soft little hook, hooking at the most sensitive place in his heart. go.
"Sinan," Zhou Rong said with difficulty, swallowing the porridge.
"Well."
"Your... inhibitor..." He seemed a little embarrassed to say, "It seems... to fail."
Si Nan said casually while drinking milk: "How is it possible, the call at the end of September will expire after half a year."
Zhou Rong said in his heart, but your breath is very obvious. Is it because of too many injuries that the inhibitors in the blood have been metabolized in advance
"How did you find me?" Sinan asked casually, rubbing against Zhou Rong's strong biceps unconsciously.
Zhou Rong was seduced by pheromones and became restless. He simply jumped out of the helicopter, searched for 48 hours in the zombie hinterland, and ran to the high-rise building to light the signal smoke; finally, he met the Alpha Abba, who was over two meters tall. I've followed them all the way until they found their temporary stronghold.
Sinan said in a muffled voice: "That's the people of the White Eagles of country A, and Romuel is their head. They have a secret military base in Florida, specializing in various biochemical research, which may be directly related to the outbreak of the zombie virus. "
"Then why did they arrest you?"
"… not sure."
Zhou Rong lowered his head, just as Sinan raised his head, their lips almost brushed.
Suddenly, Zhou Rong's heart skipped a beat, but Sinan was at a loss: "My brain was hurt a little. They gave me too much injection, which made it a little difficult for me to think... "
Zhou Rong opened his mouth and suddenly found out where his feeling that something was wrong came from.
-Sinan's gaze fell directly on his lips!
Because the distance is too close, he can't see clearly, but what Zhou Rong is sure is that there is something confused in Sinan's unblinking eyes. It can't be said that it is completely unintentional, but he is not very sober; if he wants to describe it, It seemed like some sort of subconscious reaction.
"They seem to be asking me about the box," Sinan murmured, "what scarf..."
Zhou Rong reminded in a low voice, "Si Xiaonan?"
Sinan closed his eyes, opened them after a while, and suddenly sat back upright: "What?"
- The extremely ambiguous atmosphere just now broke.
"What were you talking about just now?" Sinan didn't know that he had been staring at other people's mouths, and said seriously: "If I can remember it, I will tell you. I'm a little confused right now, and I can't remember many clues, so they gave it to me. It may take a few days for the medicine to heal."
Zhou Rong felt a little regretful, reached out and rubbed Sinan's forehead, and said with a smile, "Don't think about it if you can't remember, take your time. Brother Rong believes in you."
Sinan was rubbed by his generous and fiery palm, and it was a little abnormal, and he raised his head reflexively, like a cat chasing a comfortable petting.
But that was only for a moment.
Sinan seemed to suddenly realize that his actions were wrong, got stuck abruptly, grabbed the spoon and filled his mouth with a mouthful of vegetable and meat porridge.
Zhou Rong: "..."
"It's delicious," Sinan said calmly, every syllable was full of rigid desire to hide.
"..." Zhou Rong said with concern: "Be careful of choking."
·
Zhou Rong's original plan was that anyway, Sinan was neither awake nor clingy, so he would just put his arms around him and sleep on a bed at night. However, human beings are not as good as heaven. Halfway through the bath, Sinan woke up. This night's sleeping arrangement became a very embarrassing matter.
"You haven't recovered yet, so you sleep in bed." Zhou Rong dragged the sofa in the next room in, clapped his hands and said, "I'll just sleep on the sofa, we are in the same room, and it is convenient to warn you if there is an accident at night."
Sinan leaned on the head of the bed, raised one eyelid, and watched Zhou Rong busy, as if the slender and sturdy back seemed to have a magnetic force, which made him unable to look away when he was drowsy.
The unobstructed Alpha breath filled the nasal cavity, but he began to feel that the smell was very good, like a soft and thick cloud covering the whole body, making the body feel soft.
Sinan lay on the pillow and closed his eyelids.
The last scene before going to bed is Zhou Rong lying on the opposite sofa, with bright eyes in the dark, looking towards the bed. He seemed to want to do something, but rolled over and ended up not doing it.
Did not do anything
... It seems that there is a lack of a good night kiss that has been very regular these days.
Sinan exhaled and fell into a deep sleep as his consciousness swirled.
"Good night, Si Xiaonan," Zhou Rong whispered in the dark, "Happy New Year."
midnight.
Zhou Rong opened his eyes as soon as the movement sounded, his nerves tightened, and he stood up suddenly.
Starlight threw into the bedroom from the window, and saw Sinan drowsily holding the pillow, staggering over, and squeezing on the sofa, which meant that Zhou Rong would shrink in and then fall down.
Zhou Rong's shock was not trivial, he stared at his upper body with his elbows for a long time, and tentatively said: "Si Nan?... Si Xiaonan?"
Sinan's jiu-jitsu must have reached the level of perfection. In such a narrow space, he can still turn his back to Zhou Rong, curl up into a ball, hug the pillow and sleep very peacefully, even snoring slightly.
"...Are you throwing your arms around, Comrade Si Xiaonan?"
The bedroom was silent, and no one answered him.
Zhou Rong's heart was hot, he couldn't help smiling, he hugged Sinan horizontally, and the two slept on the bed together wrapped in a blanket.
In the dimness, Sinan felt a little warmth on his temples. It was the good night kiss they were missing tonight. He murmured a few words unconsciously, and he couldn't hear what he wanted to say. fell asleep comfortably.