"…"

Wen Jianyan was trapped in the space formed by the other person's arms and the sofa. It was narrow, chaotic, closed, and breathless.

The moment he understood what the other person was saying, his mind went blank for two seconds.

Wu Zhu leaned over and stared at him with his innocent golden eyes, as if he had no idea what he had just said.

"You agreed?"

He moved closer.

"I agree!"

Wen Jianyan was like waking up from a dream, he gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"……………roll"

The moment he finished speaking, the jingle of chains sounded again, pulling Wu Zhu's arms and forcefully pulling him away. The long silver metal snake sank deeply into his collarbone, and even hung him up for several seconds.

ruler.

Wen Jianyan sat up on the sofa with one hand, his cheeks were red as if he had a fever, the capillaries under his thin skin were congested and swollen, and they were beating. He stared fiercely at Wu Zhu not far away, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his eyes were like

It's a thin blade.

The brand on the hip bone burned so hard that the crackling current seemed to burn the bones and blood together.

The air was dead silent.

Wu Zhu, who was half-suspended in the air, looked over with lowered eyes.

He tilted his head slightly, his long black hair hanging down his pale and strong chest, and there was even a bit of genuine doubt in his expression: "Why don't you want to?"

It was obviously a holy posture of the Son of God as if he was being slaughtered, but the words coming out of his mouth were extremely different: "You obviously enjoyed it very much last time."

"…"

Wen Jianyan suffered a cardiopulmonary arrest and his brain went blank again.

Wu Zhu seemed to be really confused and didn't understand why Wen Jianyan rejected his proposal. Although the other party had a history of deceiving him, he did not feel that his judgment was wrong.

Even though he bent his body to avoid being touched, trembled in pain, breathed tremblingly, and gritted his teeth, Wu Zhu was not a human being. He could taste the happiness seeping out from every pore of the other person, from his tears.

You can smell the supreme joy in the other person's sweat, and taste the fear of bliss from the other person's sweat.

However, Wu Zhu had always been tolerant towards Wen Jianyan.

He is willing to accept his mistakes.

After all, he really has no experience in this and may make mistakes.

"You can teach me again," Wu Zhu said very seriously, "This time I will..."

Wen Jianyan raised his hands to cover his face, unable to bear it:

"...Shut up."

I don’t know if it was because of a guilty conscience, but this time, these three words were not judged as orders and took effect.

"What do you think is wrong?" Wu Zhu was very worried about this.

"Strength and temperature are still——"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Jianyan disappeared.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

In the room, Wen Jianyan suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the bed, and woke up from the ridiculous "dream" just now.

Yes, he ran away.

In order to prevent the other party from continuing to talk, he decisively chose to run away.

"…"

Wen Jianyan buried her face in her arms and took a deep breath——

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Although Wen Jianyan believed that his moral bottom line was not too high, the content of the other party's words still exceeded his lower limit of acceptance.

Does he know what he is talking about?!!!

Wen Jianyan was so broken.

and……

Wen Jianyan buried his head deeper, took deep breaths over and over again, and rubbed his face vigorously, rarely feeling ashamed of his moral bottom line as an extreme hedonist.

When Wu Zhu made the suggestion, at that moment - even if he didn't want to admit it - but there was indeed a moment - Wen Jianyan did have the urge to nod.

In fact... he wasn't even sure why he left the Ouroboros dream so quickly. Was it because he really didn't want to continue listening to the other party's nonsense, or was he worried that he would accidentally agree to it.

After all, what does it matter? The other party is still a prisoner locked in the ring by himself, a fallen angel, and he occupies the dominant position. The secret dark desire is sprouting, whispering quietly in his ear, tempting him: No matter here

No matter how messed up you are, you don't have to bear the consequences.

Why not indulge?

If it were Wen Jianyan before the last dungeon, there is a high probability that he would not refuse. After all, what's wrong with enjoying happiness? What's more, from a certain point of view, they are very compatible, and their hands are holding an unbreakable bond.

The chain is enough to allow you to enjoy all the benefits without suffering any type of losses.

but……

After so many things, when Wen Jianyan saw Wu Zhu again, he instinctively did not want to be so deeply involved with him.

It seems that if you follow the other person's will and allow yourself to indulge in the instinctive trend, your own space will be invaded, and the chaos, freedom and tranquility he relies on for a living will be subtly and permanently changed.

"……Oh shit."

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and rubbed his hair with some annoyance.

Through the thin pajamas, the mark on the hip bone was hot, and the heat seemed to be slowly radiating outward, bringing a panicking sense of loss of control.

It must be because of this mark, maybe it has some other function besides the anchor point, or maybe it was tampered with by Wu Zhu... Yes, it must be like this.

The moment Wen Jianyan disappeared, the restrictive chains constructed by his orders gradually faded away, and finally only the chains wrapped around his wrists remained.

Wu Zhu was let go.

He looked around and confirmed.

Apart from him, there was no one in the gray room.

Already left.

The breath left by human beings disappeared little by little, and the remaining heat in the air gradually dissipated and was replaced by coldness.

Obviously this is the darkness and emptiness that Wu Zhu is most accustomed to, but at this moment, it seems so boring.

On his face, the vivid expression when Wen Jianyan was still there gradually disappeared, and it returned to the original calm and indifference, without joy or anger.

He raised his hand and touched his chest.

On the pale chest engraved with black talismans, from the ferocious deep scar, a brand new, bright red knife edge that has not yet healed is derived from it. The golden blood inside is looming, making it look particularly terrifying.

Wen Jianyan's initial guess was not wrong. Wu Zhu was indeed "recovering."

As new fragments returned to his body, he was gradually regaining his strength. At some point, thin, undetectable cracks appeared on the silver chain between his wrists. Given time, sooner or later, he would no longer be able to be trapped here.

Wu Zhu walked around the room, looking for traces left by Wen Jianyan.

The carpet was messed up, the quilts and sheets were wrinkled, the potato chips were unpacked but not eaten.

Wu Zhu paused, bent down, picked it up hesitantly, twisted a piece and put it into his mouth.

In his memory, it seemed like someone was holding his jaw and saying, "Chew."

"Crack, click, click."

A subtle, discreet chewing sound was heard.

Wu Zhu frowned.

How strange.

...Why do humans like to eat this kind of thing?

Although he didn't like it, for some unknown reason, he ate all the potato chips inside.

Wu Zhu let go of his hand, and the surrounding darkness rushed in. He swallowed the empty bag of potato chips, squeezed it into flat slices, and then carefully and conscientiously put it away.

He left the bedside and continued to "tour" his territory.

Soon, he came to the place where Wen Jianyan had spent the longest time.

The space of Ouroboros is very similar to a dream.

Therefore, without the owner's permission, the imprisoned person cannot make any changes to the surrounding environment, because dreams cannot affect reality, but can only passively accept the control of the environment by the controller.

However, for Wen Jianyan, who owns the Ouroboros, there are not so many taboos, so he can get things in the real world in the Ouroboros.

However, because he had just left in such a hurry, he did not expect that Wu Zhu could also touch the physical objects he left behind.
To be continued...