Shen Que was dreaming again.
He dreamed that heavy rain was falling continuously, the windowsills of the orphanage were soaked, the wooden floors became soft, and the air was full of the smell of water.
He sat by the window, anxiously waiting for the rain to stop.
He was worried that the flowers in the woods would not be able to survive the rain.
The table was piled high with books; they were the homework he had to finish before the weekend.
But he was not in the mood to read, so he curled up a corner of the page with his fingertips and then flattened it out.
He kept thinking about the flowers, wondering if there would be moonlight shining down today, and whether the Messiah would bloom.
But the rain did not stop, and the Messiah would not open.
The diffuse rain and fog enveloped everything, and the damp water vapor almost drowned him. Shen Que felt that he was going to mold.
Will he just get moldy in a corner with all the unwanted odds and ends?
Will moss, mushrooms, and flowers grow on him?
"Shen Que?"
A voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Shen Que, who was about to be submerged, looked up blankly.
Suddenly, he found a small gap in the sky that was just overcast.
A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and fell through the fog.
"Shen Que?"
Shen Que opened his eyes and reached out towards the arms that were so close.
"…Admiral."
His voice turned wet.
"Are you having a nightmare?" A familiar low voice sounded in my ears.
Pei Ji discovered that Shen Que didn’t like to be called by his name when he was acting coquettishly.
The clean pheromone without any other smell wrapped around him again, and Chen Que stuck to Pei Ji's neck and sniffed greedily.
"Who did you meet? Why didn't you tell me..." He asked in a low voice, his voice was no longer clear, with a sticky ending.
"Baby, I'm happy that you're jealous, but I'm unhappy if you become like this out of jealousy." Pei Ji kissed his forehead.
The tiny kisses fell from the eyebrows to the corners of the eyes, slid to the cheeks, rubbed the corners of the mouth, and finally returned to the thin lips like petals.
Stick on and deepen.
Their breaths intertwined, Pei Ji pressed on the back of Shen Que's head and penetrated inch by inch.
The kiss was deep, sticky and lingering.
The broken sound was sealed between the lips and teeth.
Shen Que felt like he was about to drown, but he didn't want to leave.
He wanted this smell to enter every cell, as if otherwise he would really mold and rot.
Die silently in a dark and unnoticed corner.
In the end, Pei Ji pushed him away a little.
"Breathe, Commander, you're suffocating yourself."
Following Pei Ji's voice, he exhaled lightly, and Shen Que raised his eyes filled with tears.
The commander at this time was so obedient that he could be manipulated.
I really want to cry...
Pei Ji felt that he was hotter than an Omega in estrus.
Something beneath me uncontrollably pressed against the person in my arms.
Shen Que trembled like a frightened animal, hesitated for a moment, and actually moved, pressing back even tighter.
Pei Ji froze instantly.
“No, no, no…”
He hurriedly peeled the sticky Omega out of his arms and placed it back on the bed.
"Don't use this to test the cadres."
Shen Que buried his face in the pillow not very happily.
Pei Ji couldn't help but chuckle softly, and rubbed his cheek with his index finger.
"If those people who used to bow down before you saw the almighty First Commander reduced to this state, they would probably be scared to death."
Shen really didn't want to pay attention to him. He was calm for a long time before he showed his head.
"Who did you meet?" When he spoke again, his voice was much calmer.
Pei Ji, who had already recited the military declaration three times and calmed down completely, looked at him helplessly.
"After the fun, I checked in. Is there any commander as black-hearted as you?"
Shen Que was silent.
"I'm going to be honest, don't be angry." Pei Ji immediately backed off, "I met that person for one star coin each."
“He invited me to play doubles.”
Shen Que turned his head away, "Do you agree?"
"Of course I refused!" Pei Ji was shocked. "How could you question my chastity?!"
The corners of Shen Que's mouth twitched, and he looked in a certain direction of the floor. His half-closed eyes shone slightly, and after a while, he said, "You should agree."
Pei Ji couldn't believe it, "Do you want to listen to what you are saying..."
"There's something wrong with that person." Shen Que interrupted him.
Pei Ji raised his sharp eyebrows.
"I was looking at his information before you came back." Shen Que was still staring at the floor.
"He's very strong, more than just three stars, but he stayed at three stars for at least three months."
"I know." Pei Ji frowned. "Maybe he just wants to be poor, but he's not short of money."
"No." Shen Que finally turned his gaze to Pei Ji.
"He rarely competes, but every time he does, he's matched with newcomers with great potential. Not only that, every newcomer he matches with will definitely encounter a professional hunter in a competition within a week."
He paused.
"Either die or join."
Pei Ji's face darkened.
"You mean, he's bait?"
There are sponsors in the mecha black league who specialize in training professional players. They will put out some bait to lure potential newcomers in low-star games and use all kinds of despicable means to force them to join.
Gambling games are opened in competitions above four stars, and newcomers will become puppets of the financiers after joining.
Attracting fans, earning bounties, and playing fake games have completely become their cash cow.
"He's not a professional bait," Shen Que said. "A professional bait wouldn't go a week without playing a match. He's more like an insider who plays this game out of interest."
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