Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

Just as Shen Chengyin was about to touch the mole on Su Han's waist, Su Han raised her hand and touched his forehead.

"It's so hot, it's definitely a fever."

Su Han murmured.

He had sensed something was off about the male lead from the beginning. The fact that he had a fever at this time... could it be that he had awakened a new superpower again?

If you calculate the time... it doesn't match the original text.

too fast.

However, in the original story, the male protagonist had just entered the threshold of intermediate-level superpowered beings at this point, while Shen Chengyin's superpowered beings have been at the intermediate level for a long time now.

With his involvement, the butterfly effect seems to be subtly changing the plot.

Su Han took a bottle of mineral water from the cabinet next to her and pressed the bottle against Shen Chengyin's forehead.

The cold did not relieve the pain at all; Shen Chengyin was still in excruciating pain.

He stared intently at the person in front of him, then suddenly raised his hand, took Su Han's hand, and pressed it against his own face.

Shen Chengyin was panting heavily. With his other hand, he grabbed Su Han's knee and pulled her close to him with a forceful tug.

The distance between the two suddenly closed, and Su Han could smell a faint scent of blood on both of them.

They had been killing people all night and neither of them had had time to shower. Their clothes were new, though, and the scent of lemon soap slightly masked the fishy smell.

"What, do you feel more comfortable with my hand?"

Su Han pressed the bottle of mineral water against her face to test the temperature.

It was colder than his hands, but the mineral water bottle was a bit hard; it would definitely be uncomfortable to have it pressed against his head.

Shen Chengyin didn't reply, but gripped Su Han's wrist tightly with increasing force.

If Su Han could feel pain, she would probably be in so much pain that tears would be streaming down her face right now.

"You should have some fever reducers in your space, right? Instead of trying to cool down the fever here, why don't you give her some fever reducers?" Su Han suggested tentatively.

When Shen Chengyin tried to press his face against his hand, he simply pinched Shen Chengyin's earlobe with his fingers.

There seems to be a folk remedy that says if you have a cold or other ailment, you can use your index and middle fingers to curl up and stroke the back of your ears to relieve the pain.

But folk remedies are folk remedies after all, and probably won't be very effective.

Cool fingers pressed against the burning hot earlobe, palms repeatedly rubbing along the jawline.

Time and time again, it felt so good it made my scalp tingle.

Pain, excruciating pain in my brain.

Shen Chengyin suppressed the trembling in his body and lowered his head to kiss the mole on Su Han's wrist.

Pain and satisfaction intertwined in his mind. Shen Chengyin pulled Su Han's arm forward and lowered his head to bite Su Han's forearm again.

The canines picked up the soft flesh and gently pulled it, then reluctantly let go.

Blood was oozing from the deepest part of the teeth marks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He pushed his luck.

He doesn't know how to restrain himself.

He wants unconditional tolerance, unwavering trust, love, hate, liking, and loathing.

He wanted anything from the person in front of him.

Su Han felt no pain at all. On the contrary, the bitten area felt tingly and itchy, making him want to scratch it.

But Shen Chengyin quickly licked the bloodstains clean, and his life-saving ability instantly restored the wound to its original state.

That slight abnormality quickly disappeared.

"Suhan."

Shen Chengyin called Su Han's name in a hoarse voice, clearly in great pain.

The male protagonist rarely calls himself by his own name; in most cases, the two exchange a glance and know what the other wants to do.

Su Han felt a little uncomfortable hearing this.

"Take medicine, only medicine can bring down the fever."

Su Han was still trying to persuade Shen Chengyin to take his medicine when the other man stretched out his long arm, pulled her into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of Su Han's head.

"Let me...let me bite it. My head...it hurts."

Let him kiss you.

Let him give you a kiss.

I'm fucking going crazy thinking about it.

This is his person, why can't he kiss or bite her?

Why can't he?

He originally only needed to sleep.

He just needs to sleep, he doesn't care about anything else, he can just suffer through the night, and nothing will happen.

This person posted it first.

He insisted on waking up to care for him.

He was determined to break free from this nightmare, a nightmare that had lasted for two lifetimes.

Su Han assumed that Shen Chengyin had a fever and headache and needed to bite something to bear it, so she stretched out her arm.

"Sure, Shen Chengyin, I can't feel pain, you can bite me however you want—wait?!"

Shen Chengyin ignored the outstretched arm, grabbed Su Han's nape with one hand, and bit down on Su Han's collarbone.

Su Han was forced to look up, and the other person's furry head was right in front of her.

He couldn't feel any pain, so he naturally didn't know whether Shen Chengyin had bitten him or just kissed him.

He only felt an itch, like he had been bitten by some kind of insect.

As time passed, the effects of the medication intensified.

In a daze, Shen Chengyin felt as if his head had split open, his brain exposed to the air, and he was in so much pain that he lost consciousness every second.

But the next moment, Su Han reached out and held his head, her icy fingers supporting the back of his head, and the excruciating pain slowly disappeared.

It was as if his head had been closed up again, and not even a trace of blood could be seen.

The man was breathing heavily.

When I was tormented by this drug, I would have all sorts of hallucinations: dead people, burning bodies, being pierced by a thousand arrows.

He was abandoned by countless people who left him without even leaving a trace.

He was called a selfish bastard just because he believed one side of the story.

Some people say that being nice to him is just treating him like a dog. If you had a beast that you were going to slaughter for meat, you would be nice to it too.

It's gone, all the hallucinations are gone.

Shen Chengyin stared intently at the person in front of him.

Desire surged wildly at this moment, almost overflowing. Shen Chengyin's mind was filled with nothing but pain and the desire to kiss.

Give it to him; it's his.

It was originally his.

His teeth rubbed together, grinding against the small mole on his collarbone, his eyes a blur of confusion.

His mind was on the verge of collapse under the crushing weight of the drugs and the pain; he became a madman who only knew how to ask for kisses and beg for touch.

Shen Chengyin didn't know what he was doing; he just wanted this person.

He grabbed Su Han's wrist, pressed that hand against his face, and frantically squeezed it.

Closer, even closer.

I'm fucking going crazy... Why can't we get any closer? Why can't we get any closer?

Su Han was held in Shen Chengyin's arms like a toy. He stared at the intense madness in Shen Chengyin's eyes and became even more certain of his guess.

Shen Chengyin has likely awakened his psychic abilities.

For a normal person to awaken superpowers, they would either fall into a coma with a high fever, remain unconscious for three days, and then either become a superpowered individual or succumb to the effects and turn into a zombie.

However, in the original text, Shen Chengyin did not fall into a coma when he awakened his psychic abilities. In order to torture him, Cheng Yibin kept injecting Shen Chengyin with drugs that could keep him awake.

The combined effects of various drugs tormented Shen Chengyin for three days, causing him to suffer a mental breakdown before he finally awakened his supernatural abilities.

But now... no one is tormenting Shen Chengyin.

Why is Shen Chengyin in so much pain?

Su Han frowned, suddenly remembering the reagents she had found at the research institute.