Humans are so sick oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Chapter 94

Without warning, the teenager in front of me suddenly tensed up.

Only to bury his head even lower and say in a suppressed, tight voice, "I'll go first."

As soon as the words were spoken, Shi An broke away from Mu Hang's grasp, lowered his head, and hurried out of the room.

Mu Hang frowned slightly, and quickly reached out and clutched the teenager's wrist:

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Shi An's voice was stiff, trailing off with a hint of mute.

From Mu Hang's point of view, he could only see half of the other party's cheeks, which were pressed down extremely low, the white skin was flushed with a fine, moist powder, and the tips of the fine, white, thin ears were hidden between the hair, which was already burning red at the moment.

He struggled with his wrists, the slender bones of his wrists shaking slightly:

"...... I'm tired."

Mu Hang's eyes fell on him, his blue eyes as deep as the sky.

Instead of letting Shi An break free, he tightened his fingers slightly.

"Seizure?"

Shi An, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, jumped three feet in the air and raised her voice subconsciously:

"No!"

He glared viciously at the human in front of him.

The young man's face had been burned to an extremely beautiful red, his breathing was slightly rapid, and his dark eyes were covered with a layer of hazy water mist, greatly reducing the lethality of his stare.

Although there were not many people on this floor, there were already members of the Administration secretly casting probing glances from afar.

No one dared to look at it in plain sight due to the Mu Hang's accumulated authority, but one's curiosity could not be suppressed.

Especially since this is still about Mu Hang.

Isn't Mr. Mu said to have an aversion to casual contact with people?

But ...... the scene in front of us looks as if it is not quite like that, right?

Mu Hang's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were dark and deep, unable to penetrate a single ray of light, he said lightly:

"Go, go to my office."

Shi An: "!"

His eyes widened slightly, his face turned even redder, and he stammered, "No, don't."

Mu Hang raised his eyebrows slowly:

"Or would you prefer to be here?"

Shi An only then realized that there were already humans who had begun to notice the commotion over here, and eyes began to gather vaguely, casting either explicitly or implicitly in this direction: "......"

He had a bit of a dilemma for a moment.

While it's true that Shi An doesn't want to be surrounded by people at this point in time, he's even more reluctant to go into his office with Mu Hang!

Thinking about the last conversation the two had, Shi An felt her whole dragon burning.

No, absolutely not!

After a few seconds, Mu Hang thinks about it and doesn't seem to be holding out any longer:

"Okay."

Shi An froze, "Eh?"

That easy?

That's it?

Mu Hang : "Then I won't go."

But the fingers tugging at Shi An's wrist remained unclenched, his demeanor calm, as if it were perfectly natural for him to do so.

He reached into his own pocket with his other hand and pulled out his car keys.

The clinking of metal against metal was clean and crisp, clearing Shi An's mind as it began to drift.

Mu Hang asks, "Going?"

These two words have been a blessing in disguise for Shi An for a long time now.

He nodded vigorously, almost forgetting how bad the human before him had done.

Mu Hang smiled slightly, sending Shi An's wrist away and walking with him outside.

The further forward she went, the worse Shi An felt she was getting.

It was as if there was some kind of weird flame burning silently inside his body, unable to be ventilated or ignored, and could only build up layer by layer deep in his spinal cord, burning his mind and making him dizzy before his eyes.

Before leaving the Administration, Shi An felt a slight involuntary weakness in her legs, and she almost didn't fall to the ground.

He blinked slowly, only then realizing he was being held up by Mu Hang.

In the blur of vision, the man's deep blue eyes gazed at him, his lips opening and closing, "Can you still walk?"

Shi An nodded subconsciously.

Though he nodded, Mu Hang didn't let go of him.

The man's long, strong arms dragged the teenager by the waist, sharing some of his weight as he led him to the car.

Shi An was put in the car.

The teenager's eyes were half-closed, his long eyelashes slightly drooping, quivering every now and then, lovingly covering his dark eyes, the bottom of which had a light aqua color, and with the blinking flowed out a wisp of floating light.

His face was red, like the familiar prelude to a spitfire when he regained his essence, and his throat spit rolled in his throat as he curled himself up out of habit the moment he was set down.

The vehicle started and the sound of the engine rang out, driving the vehicle forward.

Shi An curled herself tighter in the backseat.

Rolling forehead pressed against his knees, quivering nostrils falling, the small space in front of him narrow and dark, the monotonous sound of the engine and the gentle, faint bumps of the vehicle leaving him a little delirious.

By the time Shi An reacted again, the car had stopped.

Mu Hang seemed to know that Shi An was now afraid that she had lost the ability to walk.

So he took off his own jacket and wrapped the teenager in his entirety before taking him into his arms.

The man's chest was warm and firm, radiating pleasant heat outward.

Human temperature.

Shi An subconsciously moved closer to the direction where the heat was coming from, burying her head into the other person's embrace, rubbing her cheek against it, and letting out a thin, pouty whimper in her throat.

Mu Hang's pace lurches, then suddenly picks up again.

Soon, Shi An felt herself being put down.

He opened his eyes in a daze.

Wait ......

Is it a delusion of your own?

Why did the ceiling in front of him feel a little strange?

Shi An blinks hard and sluggishly, craning her head to look around the room, "......"

And yes, the furniture is strange.

Not impressed at all.

A sense of foreboding rose from his own heart.

Shi An opened her mouth and heard herself ask in a hoarse voice, "This, where is this place?"

Mu Hang's silver-white eyelashes were lowered, hiding the dark color of his eyes.

His long, slender fingers deep in his depths hooked around the collar and loosened it slowly, his voice deep and magnetic, seeming gentle and calm:

"My house."

Shi An: ".................."

Wait, wait?

Just because I say I don't want to go to your office doesn't mean I want to go to your house!

There's a comprehension problem, isn't there?

He struggled to sit up from the bed, but was enveloped by the shadow of the man pressing down.

Mu Hang cupped the teenager's chin with his de-gloved fingertips and gently dropped a kiss on the other man's lips.

Extremely light and soft, like a soft feather floating down, barely leaving a trace.

But Shi An could still feel the searing heat spreading from the small patch of skin that was touched, burning all over her body like a prairie fire.

He stepped back helplessly, but was held irresistibly in place by the other man.

Mu Hang's eyes were pale blue and deep, with a hint of hidden amusement.

Pale-colored thin lips slowly opened and closed, revealing a column of white teeth and a wet tongue, "I promised you."

Shi An: "......"

He heard his brain explode with a loud bang, burning nothing but a dazed blankness from the thoughts in his head.

...... What did Mu Hang say?

Promised ......

Of what?

*

Shi An has very beautiful hands, as far as human eyes can see.

Slender and white, with long, slender finger bones, the tips of which were flushed with a little moist powder, as if they were works of art, fragile as if they would break at the slightest break.

The fingers were taut, the knuckles slightly white from the exertion, as tight as a bowstring.

As a dragon that has ravaged the continent for 10,000 years, Shi An is actually quite delicate.

He sniffled, the tip of his nose red, and watery mist flew under his eyes as tears slipped from them and snapped.

Only a little whimper spilled from his throat.

...... woo hoo.

The other man's cool hair slipped through his fingers like a handful of spring water.

The long silver hair fell like streams of moonlight, cold and soft, spreading down, weaving a gentle net, densely covering, shrouding and wrapping everything.

It was as if everything in the universe was falling out of its original orbit, falling in an out-of-control direction, until everything in sight began to fall apart, turning into borderless, twisted and mixed blocks of color.

Shi An has lived too long.

However, most of his career was spent in slumber.

But it was all like nothing he had ever experienced before, and everything was just so strange and unfamiliar that it terrified him.

The teenager's eyelashes fluttered, and the tips of his nose and ears were red.

-

Like a silent game, struggling to maintain a barely conscious mind.

But that lucidity seemed to hang in the air as if it were silk, breaking now and then, leaving only a void.

The intense weightlessness made him feel skyward, like a never-ending fall, a feeling that was uncontrollable and overpowering to the point that he felt extreme trepidation and fear.

Outside the window, the night was deep.

Clouds floating and sinking, as if once again plunged into the boundless chaos of the sea, was as if the stormy sea, wrapped by the ocean currents, gusty winds, thin floating clouds in the night body struggling.

Vaguely, the whistling of the storm seemed to be heard, as if it were a light laugh skimming across the wilderness.

Vague thoughts rolled through the depths of his mind.

It will be washed away before it can be discerned.

The treacherous sea of clouds is still churning.

Everything was becoming chaotic and losing its sense of loss of order, as if stripping the walls of their wallpaper pale and shaky, more so than in the storms of days gone by.

The sensory stimuli were stacking up and eventually collapsing at the tipping point.

Sharp white noise buzzed in his ears and his mind went blank.

Wait until the clouds have cleared and the night is clarified.

Shi An huffed and shivered, curling herself up, her tears flowing even harder.

Mu Hang's throat twitched slightly and he licked the corner of his lips without changing his color.

Shi An: "......"

The "D" is the name of the organization that is the most important of all the organizations.

Whenever he thought the humans couldn't get any more brazen, what they did next always exceeded his expectations.

In a trembling voice, he screamed in shame and misery:

"What are you doing!"

Is this something the average human can do!

Mu Hang lowered his eyes, "What?"

He leaned down, his clothes barely in disarray, and aside from a slight redness at the corners of his mouth, there was little difference from his earlier calm and ascetic appearance.

"You don't like it?"

Shi An shielded her eyes with her arm, a sob in her voice, "Not like that!"

"Want to taste it?"

Shi An: "......"

Hmm?

He was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Before Shi An could reply, the man leaned in and pressed down, blocking his lips and tongue, his fingers gently but forcefully cupping the teen's jaw and forcing the other to open his mouth.

Mu Hang's tongue rolled, forcibly prying the other man's teeth apart against his mouth, sucking extremely sensationally on the soft flesh of the teenager's lips, letting a bit of vaguely watery color spread between their lips and tongue.

Shi An was so ashamed that it seemed to burn.

He tried to struggle, but was held in place by limp arms and legs, and could only be forced to tilt his head back and accept the stormy kiss.

After a long time, Mu Hang let him go.

He lowered his eyes and licked the other's moist and soft lower lip with the tip of his tongue, his expression calm and indifferent as he commented objectively:

"Sweet."

It's also hard to hear exactly what the comment is about.

Shi An : "......?!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, his face burned violently.

As soon as he was released, he immediately pulled away and quickly backed into a corner not far away, curling himself even tighter, as if this was the only position he could get enough security.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh humans are really scary.

The teenager's balled himself up as if trying to hide his entire dragon.

Mu Hang leans in slightly.

He probed his hand, and his palm landed on Shi An's wrist, there was a big difference between the warm palm belonging to a human and the temperature of Shi An's cold skin, his long and strong fingers loosely circled the other party's slender wrist, vaguely carrying a bit of a flavor that could not be refused.

Without realizing it, the distance between the two was extremely close.

Shi An blinked and looked up, her dark lashes already wet with tears, half bewildered, half puzzled.

The other party hung his eyes, his pale blue eyes were like burning passionate flames, the bottom of his eyes carried a bit of deep obscure black shadow, wrapped in an extremely suppressed, as if he wanted to devour the teenager in front of him completely with a fiery light.

-

Outside the window, it's a dark, dark day.

It was dark, like a deep condensed sea, boundless and silent.

Mu Hang took Shi An's hand and nonchalantly guided the other towards him.

The man's eyes were extremely deep, as if he couldn't see the end of the ocean, only endless mist and waves.

The long silver hair had fallen out a moment ago, enveloping the teenager in front of him like a hazy mist, isolating a small separate space.

His voice was low and husky, with a hint of gentle coaxing, as he leaned close to the other man's ear and whispered in a compelling tone:

"Help me."