Chapter 45
Wen Bei's face was a little pale. He was wearing a white sweater, which made his face look smaller and more delicate. When his mouth opened and closed, white air came out, which made people feel pity for him for no reason.
When he was surrounded by a group of polluters who were much taller than him, he felt like a sheep that accidentally fell into a pack of wolves.
Xuan Yi walked over, his hair was radiating heat like a flame, and one could feel the warmth as soon as he got close.
Wen Bei was like a cat approaching a fireplace. His beautiful cat eyes narrowed for a moment, and he greeted Xuan Yi in a good mood.
Xuan Yi: "Hello, Boss. Construction will begin today. We will set up a temporary camp outside the hotel."
Wen Bei didn't mind the base officials setting up a temporary camp outside the hotel. Anyway, his hotel couldn't accommodate so many officials at the same time.
He just felt a little sorry. In his eyes, Xuan Yi was just a moving heater, and now that heater was about to leave.
He watched Xuan Yi leave, and suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Are you reluctant to leave?"
Wen Bei turned around and saw the man who had been missing all day yesterday.
There was still a smell of blood and gunpowder on him, and he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's, or perhaps it was filth.
But Wen Bei didn't care. He looked straight into those somewhat gloomy red eyes.
The people who were originally surrounding him all dispersed. The moment Qiu Ting appeared, it seemed as if the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees.
There was still some snow on his broad shoulders, and his breath was dangerous and heavy.
Most of the people present had never seen Qiu Ting, but seeing their subtle aura at the moment, they wisely chose not to intervene.
They were secretly frightened, wondering where this gloomy man came from and how he could make people feel so scared for no reason.
There was a gloom in Qiu Ting's eyes. He didn't know why he was in a bad mood. It was probably because Wen Bei's smile just now was not for him. It was a little different from his usual politeness and distance. He seemed to have some special feelings for the man named Xuan Yi.
It was obviously his prey, his smart and beautiful little bird, so why was she smiling at others?
Even if Wen Bei didn't care, he could still sense that something was wrong. He looked at the man who was angry when he came back for no apparent reason and asked, "Didn't you find the ingredients to unlock those two recipes?"
Qiu Tinge didn't say anything, but the hall grew a little colder.
Wen Bei couldn't help sneezing, and his eyes became wet instantly. He didn't even notice it himself. His red nose made him look like he had been bullied.
Wen Bei didn't want to bother with him anymore. He wanted to go back to his room to buy some hot packs to put on his body.
As soon as he lifted his foot, the man followed him upstairs without a word.
It wasn't until both of them got into the elevator that the atmosphere in the hotel lobby suddenly became relaxed.
Huang Qian, who had watched everyone, breathed a sigh of relief silently. She clearly felt a hint of murderous intent just now, but Qiu Tin did nothing. He didn't even give those extra people a glance.
It's hard to understand.
...
Wen Bei entered the room, and before the door was closed, the person who followed him in pushed him against the door.
With his back against the door panel, the distance between the two people was suddenly shortened very close, and those gloomy red eyes seemed to suck the whole person in.
Wen Bei frowned uncomfortably: "What?"
He was not so afraid of Qiuting now, especially since they were still in a hotel.
As the hotel's level rises, his connection with it becomes closer and closer.
Getting better and better control.
Invisibly, he could feel that he had a subtle connection with the restraints on Qiu Tin.
He was not afraid of Qiuting outside the hotel, and even less so inside.
He raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but in the end the slap only landed on his collar. Wen Bei suddenly grabbed his clothes and pulled him closer, and his cold lips suddenly fell on the side of his neck.
Wen Bei raised his head, like a proud swan: "Drink it, and then get out."
Those beautiful cat eyes that were always gentle would only reveal their true side without any scruples in front of Qiu Ting. They were arrogant and domineering, with a bit of contempt. It was obviously him who provided the blood, but he showed his almsgiving side as if he was feeding a stray dog.
He did not forget what he had promised Qiu Tinge before.
Qiu Tinge chuckled.
The pain I imagined did not appear, instead I felt touched by something wet.
Wen Bei's eyes widened, and his arrogant look was completely broken. He said with anger: "You licked me?"
He was frightened and felt extremely wronged. He couldn't bear it any longer and kicked him.
Qiu Tin dodged easily for a moment, and his originally bad mood suddenly became better. His eyes fell on the small piece of Wen Bei's skin where he licked and bit it, leaving a red mark, and he actually felt regretful.
He should have used a little more force, maybe he needed to bite down harder to leave a clear tooth mark on it.
Wen Bei didn't know what dark thoughts were surging in his heart at this moment, but he could feel that the atmosphere was wrong. He twisted his body and didn't want to be trapped here against the wall anymore.
But how could the man let the meat in his mouth escape? There was a sickly obsession in his voice: "Be good, be quiet."
Give him a bite and he'll pretend nothing happened.
Wen Bei, whose sense of crisis was almost at its peak, raised his foot again, and this action made him careless. His legs were pushed apart by the man's knees, and the two of them were instantly closer, almost ambiguous.
Wen Bei gritted his teeth and said, "Let go."
He knew Qiu Tinge would not attack him, but he could not guarantee that he would not do something else.
After all, abnormal thoughts have always been something that ordinary people cannot see through.
He had used black mist to disturb him while taking a bath before.
Thinking of this, Wen Bei's face turned dark.
Qiu Tinge leaned close to his collarbone, his tall nose with a hint of mixed blood almost touching the obvious collarbone: "Yeah."
He agreed verbally, but his actions were still excessive.
It smells so good, I love it.
The swirling black fog surrounded the two people. Wen Bei's vision began to become blurred because of the black fog. He couldn't see Qiu Ting's face clearly, but he could feel the man's breath was still very close.
Wen Bei raised his hand and grabbed his hair by feel, pulling it back. Anger rarely appeared on his handsome face: "You..."
Before he could finish his words, something cold suddenly touched his waist and then circled it, which made him groan in excitement and his eyes became even more moist.
That was Qiu Tin's special ability, coming to bully him again.
His ability allows him to transform into various forms, but he just likes to turn into a devil's tail to trap him.
Wen Bei resisted: "It's cold."
The next second, the tail actually heated up automatically.
Qiu Tinge took a bite, his voice a little unclear, but he still coaxed: "It's not cold."
I don’t know how long it took, but the black fog finally dissipated, and Wen Bei was released with red eyes.
He still held Qiu Ting's hair in his hand. Even though his hair was messed up, the man's handsome face was still very handsome.
Qiu Tinge looked at him: "Are you angry?"
There was a very obvious tooth mark on the side of Wen Bei's neck, which was just left.
He glared at Qiu Tinge fiercely.
He had just grabbed someone's hair and kicked them twice. In a sense, he was not the one who suffered the loss, but he was still unhappy.
I always feel like I'm entangled in something sticky.
Qiu Ting slowly adjusted his collar and asked, "Are you still cold?"
The incoherent sentence made Wen Bei stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that the tail that the man had transformed with his supernatural power was still wrapped around his waist and was continuously emitting heat.
It's like a heating pack that automatically adjusts the temperature.
His originally cold hands and feet have now warmed up, and his whole body is warm.
It looks like a freshly baked rice cake.
Xiao Nian Gao's face was still very bad. He pushed Qiu Tinge away and said, "Get out of here."
The man knew when to quit. His eyes fell on the teeth marks on Wen Bei's neck, and he half-closed his eyes in satisfaction for a moment. The tail finally let him go, but the black mist still lingered around the young man, reluctant to dissipate.
It’s not cold anymore, so Wen Bei doesn’t need to buy a hot pack. He changes into a coat that covers his neck before going out.
Seeing that his mark was covered, the joy in the man's eyes faded a little, but he still had a sense of satisfaction. He followed Wen Bei downstairs.
When the people who were discussing together saw them, their voices became much lower and they unconsciously made way for them.
Huang Qian looked at them with a subtle expression.
When I went up just now, it was Qiu Ding who was angry, but after this trip, someone else became angry.
I don't really understand you young couple.
Wen Bei saw his fellow passengers gathered together looking at something, and he became curious: "What are you looking at?"
"It's this filth."
"This must be a very high level of filth, possibly S-level."
The person who said this was a researcher, the only ordinary person in his hotel besides Wen Bei who did not have special abilities.
But he didn't come out of the base to seek death in vain. He came here with the convoy.
The leader of the base still couldn't be completely assured about a hotel of unknown origin, and he hoped that the researchers' follow-up would reveal something.
Wen Bei naturally knew his identity, but he didn't care.
When the researcher saw Wen Bei, he felt a little embarrassed and asked, "Can I take a closer look?"
He looked to be about thirty years old, but in fact his qualifications were not enough to join the team to conduct research at the hotel.
After hearing that they could go to the hotel to conduct research, the group of well-protected elderly people in the research institute were more enthusiastic than each other, and they wished they could teleport out of the base and go to the hotel right now.
Of course the leader would not agree.
The elderly and children have low immunity and are the most vulnerable to contamination.
Generally, it is absolutely not allowed to leave the base.
It's tantamount to an act of suicide.
That's why this job fell to him.
The researcher stared at the filthy corpse on the ground with eager eyes. If he was not wearing protective clothing, Wen Bei had no doubt that he would rush over, pick up the filthy corpse in his arms, open his eyeballs and observe it carefully.
It was the corpse of a poisonous frog. Its skin was colorful, but it had become much duller after death. Its large protruding eyeballs revealed a gray and oppressive feeling. Hanging from the corner of its mouth was what looked like a poison sac, but now it was empty.
The researcher swallowed hard and asked, "Who caught this?"
If it were placed in the research institute, this would definitely be a filthy corpse with extremely high research value. He would dissect it carefully to maximize its value.
But now it seems like garbage is thrown on the ground everywhere.
It made him feel extremely heartbroken.
This person seems a little weird.
Wen Bei glanced at him doubtfully, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised for a moment, and he said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too low: "This was brought back by the dog."
Huang Qian suddenly held her breath. Not only her, but everyone else also suddenly stopped talking. The hall, which had just been filled with faint sounds of conversation, suddenly became very quiet.
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