"Of course not!"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and she nervously moved to the other side of the chair.
He pinched his palm and said dryly, "You should sleep after eating."
Oz looked at his panicked appearance and his brows gradually relaxed.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze involuntarily falling on his opening and closing lips.
Wen Qing's lips were full and three-dimensional, with the corners of her lips slightly upturned and smiling. Because she had just eaten noodle soup, her lips were especially red, and her lip beads were slightly protruding, as if she had been kissed by someone.
He hasn't started kissing yet.
Oz stared at those gentle lips, his throat rolling up and down.
Even without raising his eyes, Wen Qing could feel Oz's gaze on his face.
He became even more nervous and stuttered as he added, "Exercising after eating is not good for your health."
Oz chuckled, raised his hand and pressed it on the back of Wen Qing's chair, trapping him in the chair.
He slowly lowered his head, moved closer to Wen Qing, and asked, "If you don't want to do it, kiss me."
Compared to the other requirement, a kiss is an easy ask.
Wen tilted his head slightly, pecked Oz's face quickly, and asked quietly, "Is it ok?"
Oz chuckled, with a hint of smile in his eyes:
"Baby, this isn't a kiss."
"That's it."
As soon as the words fell, there was a touch of warmth on Wen Qing's lips.
Oz fiddled with his lips, and his hands, which had been pressed on the chair, were placed on his shoulders.
The warmth from his palm seeped into her skin through her clothes. Wen Qing's body trembled and she was forced to raise her head to endure Oz's kiss.
Oz's kisses were rough, sucking on his lip beads, nibbling gently, and gnawing like a dog.
Wen Qing opened his mouth, feeling as if he was about to be torn apart and eaten.
He hummed unconsciously, and then felt the kiss even more roughly.
Oz pried open his teeth almost eagerly and licked every part of his mouth, entwining the tip of his tongue and pressing against the root of his tongue.
Wen Qing's brain was a little dizzy from being kissed, his mouth felt sore and painful, and there was an indescribable comfort. The numbness spread along his spine to his limbs. Even if Oz didn't hold him, he would almost be out of strength.
He couldn't help humming a few times, bending his fingers and pulling at Oz's sleeve.
Listening to his soft hum, Oz looked straight into Wen Qingshi's misty red eyes, and the movement between his lips and teeth paused slightly.
Wen Qing looked at him with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of confusion, as if asking why he stopped?
Why don’t you kiss me anymore?
Oz's breathing stagnated, and he pressed his shoulders and sucked his soft tongue hard.
The sticky sound of lips and teeth entangled echoed in the living room.
Wen Qing was kissed so hard that she was dazed and didn't react until the kiss ended.
He leaned weakly on Oz's arm, breathing heavily.
Oz looked at the red and wet lips, lowered his head, licked the water stains on his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is called a kiss."
Oz drew his knees up against the chair and moved closer.
Wen Qing could even feel his hot breath coming towards her, and her body felt dry and hot.
He said in a trembling voice: "You, you said just kiss it..."
Oz responded, looking at his slender neck, the fair skin stained red from the kiss just now.
He couldn't help but lower his head and lick it.
The low and hoarse voice was right next to his ear, and Wen Qing's ears turned even redder. He had no strength in his hands and feet, but the touch of his body seemed to have increased several times, and Oz's licking became particularly clear.
He said stiffly: "I, I haven't showered for several days."
Oz gently bit his earlobe: "Want to take a bath?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth, wanting to nod, but didn't dare to.
I was afraid that if I said I wanted to take a shower, Oz would say we should take a shower together.
However, Oz's question just now did not require his answer at all. Before Wen Qing could think of what to say, he was picked up by Oz and walked straight to the bedroom next to him.
Oz carried him into the bathroom, which was large with a bathtub in the middle.
"You can take a bath."
Oz loosened his hand and let Wen Qing stand on the ground.
He turned to the closet, took out clothes and towels and handed them to Wen Qing.
Wen Qing held the clothes and towel and looked up at Oz.
Oz did not go into the bathroom again, but stood at the door and looked at him quietly: "You want me to wash you?"
"No!" Wen Qing immediately closed the door and locked it.
Oz stood outside the door and said casually, "If I really want to do something..."
"You're still getting fucked on the bed."
Wen Qing's cheeks blushed. She put her clothes and towel aside and waited for a long time before turning on the faucet and starting to take a shower.
He didn't dare take a bath, so he quickly took a shower and changed his clothes.
Only after putting on his clothes did Wen Qing realize something was wrong.
Oz only gave him a shirt and underwear, no pants at all.
And this top...
Wen Qing lowered his head and looked at the unusually large shirt. Even though the buttons were fastened to the collar, it was still loose, revealing his shoulders.
This is obviously Oz's clothing.
Wen Qing pursed her lips and turned her head to look at the clothes she had taken off.
He had just taken a hurried shower and didn't notice that his clothes were wet.
After hesitating for a while, Wen Qing walked to the door and listened to the noise outside.
There was no sound, and Oz seemed not to be there.
Wen Qing carefully opened the door a crack and looked out.
Seeing that there was no one in the bedroom, he took a deep breath and ran quickly to the closet.
Wen Qing opened the closet door and was stunned.
Empty?
???
Not to mention pants, there's not even a piece of cloth.
But Oz clearly took it out of the closet just now.
He was completely unaware that Oz was standing in his blind spot, leaning against the wall, staring at his back.
Oz looked at him wearing his clothes, his eyes darkening.
The shirt was a little long for Wen Qing, like a miniskirt, barely covering the key parts and revealing Wen Qing's white, tender and delicate legs.
Maybe because he had just taken a shower, his whole body was a little pink, and his ankles were slightly pink, like an exquisite doll.
Suitable for keeping at home and staying in bed.
Wen Qing then realized that something was wrong. He turned around and met Oz's green eyes.
A very familiar look.
Wen Qing stepped back nervously and couldn't help but pull his clothes down: "You didn't give me pants."
Oz raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "I only have one pair of pants."
Wen Qing: “…”
No one believes it!
Wen Qing was then certain that Oz had deliberately not given him pants.
Oz took a step forward and raised his hand as if to unbuckle his belt: "I'll give you mine."
Wen Qing immediately said: "No need!"
"I'll just wear the original one."
He took a step forward, and the next second, he saw Oz tilt his head and look at the clothes he had changed out of in the bathroom.
Oz waved his hand casually, and the pile of clothes disappeared from Wen Qing's sight.
Wen Qing was slightly startled. It was space.
The reason why the wardrobe is empty is probably because Oz had just put it into the space.
Oz did not explain anything. Looking at his legs, he no longer felt the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart, but another impulse arose.
"It's late, go to bed."
Wen Qing's body froze, fearing that Oz would say they wanted to sleep together. The next second, she heard Oz say, "I'll sleep next door."
After saying that, Oz turned around and left, quickening his pace.
Wen Qing quickly closed the door and locked it, then ran to the bed, curled up in the quilt, and wrapped himself tightly.
After cursing Oz a hundred times in his heart, he let out a breath and looked out the window.
It was still daylight.
Wen Qing looked in the direction where it had run from before, and the pink and black pig had disappeared.
I don't know if it ran away or was dealt with by the players.
Wen Qing glanced at the system panel in the air.
Day 3
【Players: 4020. 】
There was a lot less, Wen Qing pursed her lips and looked away.
He recalled his reaction after the game started on the third day, and after thinking it over, he felt that nothing seemed to have changed.
Worried that he was too confused to notice his own problem, Wen Qing called out to 001: [001. ]
001: [Yes.]
Wen Qing asked it tentatively: [Do you think I have changed today? ]
001 hummed: [Yes.]
Wen Qing was startled and asked quickly: [What changes? ]
001: [You are wearing another man’s clothes.]
[I haven't put on my pants yet.]
Wen Qing: [……]
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