Bow 108 Technique

【Index: Attack x Receive】 【Heavenly thunder rolling, proceed with caution】 【Content tags】

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Lin Yanzhi x Duan Sheng ③

Lin Yanzhi x Duan Sheng ③

In the following days, he went out with the squad during the day to kill zombies and search for supplies, and at night he went to Duan Sheng's room and let the other man do whatever he wanted to him.

He cursed himself repeatedly in his heart for being dirty and sorry to Zhou Mo, but the occasional honest reaction from his body made him wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Finally, on the fifth day, Duan Sheng called him into the room and waved a syringe in his hand at him, "The inhibitor has been found."

Lin Yanzhi's eyes lit up instantly. Just as he was about to lean closer for a closer look, he was suddenly pulled away by a brute force. In a dizzying moment, he was straddling Duan Sheng's lap.

Suddenly, a rough cloth was placed over his eyes, instantly robbing him of all sight. He instinctively tried to struggle, but Duan Sheng held him even tighter, his well-defined knuckles sliding up his waist.

Duan Sheng lowered his voice in his ear: "I've helped you so much, shouldn't you thank me?"

Lin Yanzhi bit her lip, and finally replied in a hoarse voice, "...Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tentatively moved closer.

With the eyes covered, the other senses become exceptionally clear.

In a daze, Duan Sheng reached out and grabbed his waist, the force so strong that he couldn't help but groan.

"Want some clothes? Hmm?" The man's low, husky voice lingered in my ear.

Lin Yanzhi, panting, responded intermittently, "...shu...shu fu..." She felt ashamed even saying it herself.

Suddenly, a sound like metal clashing rang out in the room.

A sense of unease flashed through Lin Yanzhi's heart. He asked in a hoarse voice, "...What was that sound?"

No one answered him.

The blindfold was suddenly ripped off the next second.

Lin Yanzhi looked up with hazy eyes, and when she saw the scene opposite her clearly, her blood froze instantly.

Zhou Mo sat just a few steps away from him, his wrists and ankles shackled, a towel stuffed in his mouth, unable to speak. He was staring intently at them with eyes burning with rage.