Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

In the room, the interrupted gasping became more and more intense.

Because shake, lock the iron chain of ankle, jingle sound.

The red cloth on Lin Jinan's eyes was completely wet with tears.

Zhou xingsang held the young man on his body, put his hands on his waist, and a kiss fell gently on his eyes.

It tastes salty and cold to the touch.

……

The man had already left. Before he left, he passed water with his mouth.

Lin Jinan asked to drink by himself, but Zhou xingsang refused. He held his chin and kissed him.

The bed sheet under the body is very messy, full of beautiful atmosphere of the room.

"Zhou xingsang's brain is mostly defective, and his possessiveness is not generally strong." Lin Jinan Tucao Dao, he slightly lips, and strive to make complaints about their breathing.

"There is a camera in the dark room. Zhou xingsang is looking at Mr. Lin in front of the computer." The system is shocked. It's illegal for a man to do so.

Lin Jinan laughed, "the law can't restrain him. Zhou xingsang is an immortal, isn't he?"

Even if you're caught, there's a way to escape.

"There has to be a solution to what the headquarters says." Lin Jinan thought, Zhou xingsang sick idea, he can not empathize, can only understand.

Even if a man really killed himself, he would not blame him. It's sad that Zhou xingsang killed the one he loved by himself. I'm afraid that feeling is even more maddening than losing.

"Well, Mr. Lin, you now have a chance to choose to leave the mission world." If the host hadn't mentioned it, the system would not have remembered it.

Lin Jinan pondered for a moment. He asked, "what will Zhou xingsang do?"

"I don't know." The system was asked, a little confused, it guessed, "maybe it will be forced to kill, maybe it will always be locked in this world, will never be free."

Lin Jinan's heart was pulled together, a pumping pain.

He took a deep breath, and his tone was tinged with a bitter smile, "that's really pathetic, so..."

You'd better stay. Without him, Zhou xingsang will go crazy.

"Mr. Lin, aren't you afraid of Zhou xingsang? It looks like a monster The system worried that it saw the host covered with traces of strangulation, deep marks on the wounds.

At least it will take half a month for the color to be lighter.

"I'm afraid." Lin Jinan did not hesitate to say, his mind is a bit ethereal, "I may have been infected by him into a madman, there are masochistic genes in the bone."

The system cannot understand, but it chooses to respect the host's decision.

In a flash of time, a month later, Lin Jinan moved from one room to another.

At last he took the cloth from his eyes, closed his room, and finally had a small window.

The sun can come in through the window. Lin Jinan looks up and basks in the sun lazily.

It seems that I have a musty smell on my body. I need to kill and kill bacteria.

Zhou xingsang would come every day and add some other things to his nutrient injection. Similar to the ancient cartilage powder, the person who is attacked will be weak all over.

He wore a mask, and even his voice was adjusted by a voice transformer.

Zhou xingsang is a polite and gentle gentleman, but after wearing a mask, he looks like a different person.

Violent, irritable, sometimes can not control themselves, several times almost killed him.