Pei Xiqing's palms were sweating from pinching, and she couldn't move. She could only look at him helplessly: "It hurts."
The man slowed down his strength, lowered his head to the crook of her neck, and licked the arteries on her skin lightly. His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.
There were traces of blood seeping into his skin. He stared at the blood for half a second, then lightly ran his fingertips over it, smearing the blood on his fingertips. He asked softly, "Do you know that our blood is somewhat similar?"
"What's the meaning?"
"After you bit me."
Pei Xiqing's eyes widened slightly, "What?"
She was shocked: "After I bit you, weren't you rescued? Could you turn into a zombie again?"
"That's not what I mean." He thought: "I'm not entirely sure, but the similarity between our blood is quite high."
"Then you, do you feel like you have a zombie?"
"No."
Pei Xiqing breathed a sigh of relief. He licked the side of her neck again without warning. The wet and hot touch made her body tense and the touched parts itched uncontrollably. She tilted her head, but the man could feel the changes in her body most directly. He chuckled softly, "Looks like I'm not the only one with these wild thoughts."
Pei Xiqing's face flushed, and her brows became even redder. She immediately struggled to push him away, "I didn't!"
But the man's body was as solid as iron, and she couldn't push him away at all. He grabbed her wrist. His palm was really big, slender and strong, and his bony fingers were powerful. He supported her body more than once, and the fabric on her body kept giving her a sense of invasion.
If, as he said, that was a bed, I'm afraid those big hands would have touched her all over her body, and finally circled her ankles, and her whole body would be under his control.
Because of his injury, his clothes were rather thin, and there was a light bloodstain on his shoulder, but his masculine features were still obvious, and she blushed almost at first sight.
Pei Xiqing didn't dare to move.
She kept explaining, "Your reaction was more severe than mine."
It was a normal reaction for a man. Her eyes suddenly moved down and she swallowed.
She felt that the man in front of her was more frightening than any other man she had ever met, especially in bed.
She remembered the setting in the book. The superpowers in this world seemed to have been enhanced in various aspects. She wondered why men had not seen any changes in that aspect either...
When Pei Xiqing realized what she was thinking, her cheeks flushed and she quickly lowered her head.
Duan Xiaolin lifted her chin and placed a kiss on it. He stared at her bright red lips and lowered his eyes. "You don't have to follow the rules here, and the same applies when we return to the base."
"It just so happens that I'm not someone who likes to follow the rules." She met the man's gaze, and before she could continue speaking, he kissed her again.
Pei Xiqing's breathing was unstable, especially when she thought of the kiss that almost suffocated her, her eyelashes couldn't stop flickering.
Her face flushed crimson from the inside out. "...But as for the base, let's wait and see. I'll think about it. I can go and take a look. If I don't like it and want to leave, Brother Duan shouldn't make it difficult for me, right?"
The man's subtle sneer answered her.
He picked her up and placed her on a chair.
Nothing said.
The answer is self-evident.
There was a noise outside, and Duan Xiaolin adjusted his glasses, seemingly becoming the unkind person from Franlun in the past.
Although she has never met other people in Franlun and doesn't know what Duan Xiaolin's specific role is in Franlun, he is indeed a role model. As long as he stands here, he can represent Franlun.
Cold, cold-blooded, completely unfathomable and good at hiding emotions.
But the evidence of that passionate kiss was still on her lips.
When I faced him again, I could still hear his heartbeat clearly in my ears.
He had tidied his clothes meticulously, leaving almost no trace of anything. On the other hand, Pei Xiqing's hair was loose and hanging down at her waist, her coat was wrinkled and messy, her shoulders were exposed, the color of her lips was faintly visible on her chest, and her clear eyes were filled with lust, shyness and charm.
Pei Xiqing was almost too embarrassed to face anyone.
She covered her cheek and began to look for the mask in her pocket. As soon as she took it out, the man knocked it down with considerable force.
No, but it fell on the mask and she couldn't hold it firmly at all.
The mask fell to the ground.
She looked at him in surprise.
Duan Xiaolin said nonchalantly, "Did it fall off? Then don't take it."
The man helped her put on her coat, not seeming to care about what was at her feet.
This person must have done it on purpose!
Pei Xiqing puffed up her cheeks, picked up the mask, and patted it clean. "How can you just throw away such a good thing?"
He just glanced at her coldly and pushed the door open.
Pei Xiqing muttered: "I really don't know why you can't get along with a mask..."
This mask was given to me by Ling Lang. It might come in handy if I really go to the base.
The door opened, and she quickly hid her mask. She stayed in the room for a while before she had the courage to go outside.
After coming out, everyone was busy packing up and treating the wounds, and no one really had time to stare at her.
Pei Xiqing breathed a sigh of relief and quickly joined them to help clean up.
There are quite a lot of things, most of which were taken from the car. Having a car made everything convenient, but now the car is left in City B and can only be moved manually.
In particular, the data and files of some bases are absolutely necessary and must be taken away.
Pei Xiqing squatted on the ground and sorted a pile of documents, putting them all into the password box next to her. When she was packing up some of the documents, a piece of paper slipped out of the file. She picked it up and saw the signature on it. She found that this was an application for personnel transfer in Franlun, and the person who signed in agreement was Duan Xiaolin.
His handwriting is just like him, giving off a cold feeling just by looking at it.
However, this document seems to need to be signed by the general manager of Franlun, so why is Duan Xiaolin's signature on it?
Before Pei Xiqing could think much about it, Long Yan came over with a pile of documents and threw them on the ground. The dust she raised made her cough twice. She waved her hand and said, "So many? Are you taking them all with you?"
"No." Long Yan took out a lighter and said, "Burn everything. No trace can be left."
"Is it useless? Or does it still need to be kept secret?"
"I can't take them with me," she said. "Go sit over there. You can't understand most of these documents. I'll clean them up and burn anything unnecessary."
"good."
Long Yan squatted down and started to sort. She was very fast, reading ten lines at a glance, and in about ten minutes she had cleared out all the things underneath.
The last fire burned all the documents at his feet.
Pei Xiqing was a little puzzled.
They seemed to be hiding something, but she couldn't figure it out and was too lazy to guess.
It's probably a matter of the various forces in the base, or a conflict between them and Franlon.
Pei Xiqing went to help pack up the medicine box, and when he looked up, he saw Xiao Yue who had fainted, his face covered with scars and pale.
He fell on the wooden board, looking like he had just been pulled out of a mass grave.
Still breathing though.
Did he break up with the heroine?
When they were in the woods and he asked the heroine to leave, she and that group of people didn't walk this way?
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