Although Han Fei looked very cynical from the outside, he was actually a very disciplined person, rarely losing control, clearly knowing the occasion was wrong, yet he still did it.
His burning lips pressed against Qi Yue’s lips, first gently rubbing, again and again, occasionally extending his tongue to lightly lick, biting Qi Yue’s lower lip with his lips, lightly urgent. One hand hugged Qi Yue’s waist, the other hand covered Qi Yue’s eyes. Qi Yue’s eyes were still blinking, eyelashes fluttering in his palm. Han Fei’s gaze flickered, suddenly pushing Qi Yue against the container behind, pressing down on him.
Taking advantage of Qi Yue opening his mouth slightly in pain, Han Fei stuck his tongue in, sucking and licking inside Qi Yue’s mouth, swirling his tongue, forcing Qi Yue’s tongue to entwine with his. He lowered the hand covering Qi Yue’s eyes, eyes fixed on Qi Yue’s face, watching his reaction.
Qi Yue had never kissed anyone so intensely, the only time was once with Tang Ke, though a little confused but still a deep impression. At first he tried to push Han Fei away, but Han Fei’s strength was too great, couldn’t push him off. The other’s tongue swirled in his mouth, heavy breath blowing on his face, Qi Yue felt his face burning. Han Fei’s kiss was experienced, intense yet **, entangling tongues. Qi Yue could hear his own rapid breathing, whole body burning. His tongue unconsciously chased the other.
Seeing Qi Yue start to respond, Han Fei got even more intense, opened his mouth to envelop his ear, licking and kissing. Qi Yue let out small sounds, body weak, legs soft, only leaning on Han Fei to stay upright.
Qi Yue’s soft moans encouraged Han Fei, breathing heavier, hot tongue nipping and licking Qi Yue’s neck back and forth.
His alluring peach blossom eyes wide open, misty, looking at Han Fei. Body soft and weak, could only grab Han Fei tightly to avoid slipping. He felt like he couldn’t breathe, panting, sounds “en~ en~” uncontrollably coming from his mouth.
The two were lost in passion in the warehouse. Outside, the sky began to change, darkening rapidly, whoosh~ torrential rain fell from the sky.
The sound of rain awakened the two inside. Han Fei could only raise his head, hug Qi Yue, panting, suppressing his impulse. Qi Yue squinted drowsily, face against Han Fei’s neck, body rubbing against him. Han Fei chuckled softly, lowered his head, kissed Qi Yue’s bright red lips, and whispered by his ear: “Good? Want it? When we get somewhere safe I’ll give it to you.”
Qi Yue’s breathing gradually stabilized, pulling back his mind, seeing himself still in Han Fei’s arms, embarrassed and angry, pushed Han Fei away.
Han Fei laughed aloud, turned to the door, first collected the car left at the entrance by his subordinates, then locked the warehouse doors from inside, and turned back.
“My bag.” Was that even his own voice? Hoarse. Qi Yue was angry and frustrated, this d*mned mafia, treating him like a woman? Worse, he had actually responded.
Han Fei looked down, saw Qi Yue’s big bag clinging to him on the ground, reached out and stored it in his space. Returning to Qi Yue, he took his hand, and led him to a corner. Entering the warehouse he noticed a small room, the warehouse’s monitoring room, able to see outside.
No matter how hard Qi Yue tried, he couldn’t pull his hand away from Han Fei. Anyway, he wasn’t a woman, just now was quite comfortable, why be so fussy. Just a normal reaction of a man.
Seeing Qi Yue obediently follow, Han Fei was satisfied. Entering the monitoring room, he could hear sounds outside, see the situation. Torrential rain, fierce wind, alarming, the weather too strange, this afternoon already fully dark.
“This is the zombies’ second mutation. After the rain stops, they will no longer fear sunlight, and all will advance to level one.” Qi Yue’s eyes focused outside, expressionless, completely recovered from earlier atmosphere. This second mutation came a month and a half earlier than usual, all situations slowly changing.
Han Fei looked at Qi Yue’s dazed eyes, thoughtful. “Your cooking can restore consumed abilities.” Tone of certainty.
“Mm.”
Seeing Qi Yue honestly admit, Han Fei nodded in satisfaction.
“My ability is a kitchen ability, I can only cook, space can only store what I make and kitchen tools.” Qi Yue mentioned this, a wave of anger, looking at Han Fei’s space, then his own, embarrassed.
Han Fei raised eyebrows, stifling a smile. No wonder this little guy was always strange, carrying that huge backpack everywhere. It looked heavy. It turns out other things couldn’t be stored.
Qi Yue then told Han Fei why he had met them alone on the road, spoke of the Yuejin Village base, and later encountering prisoners with Zhao Yi and others.
Seeing Qi Yue honestly explain previous doubts, Han Fei’s mood brightened, and the atmosphere in the small room became cozy. Smiling at Qi Yue, he saw him notice his gaze, and shyly turn head to the window. He let out a low laugh. This awkward kid, really cute.
Pulling out the crystal core dug from the mutated monkey, he sat down and began absorbing.
Qi Yue guarded beside him. Thinking about past events, due to the rain, many roads would collapse or be washed away. The bridge to Yangcheng probably broke this time, so after the rain stops, they’d take another route to L Base. Han Fei and his subordinates likely dispersed toward L Base. Quite a pity, Han Fei’s subordinates were strong.
Han Fei finished absorbing the crystal core, it was night. Absorbing the crystal core didn’t level him up, only raised to middle second level, but no matter the level increase, any ability improvement strengthens power.
Seeing Han Fei move, Qi Yue took out food. Both were a little hungry, and ate dinner.
After eating, Han Fei restored all his day-used abilities to the max. Normally, meditation would take until tomorrow, but now just eating Qi Yue’s food could restore it. In the future, during battle, eating Qi Yue’s cooking could restore abilities while using them. Qi Yue’s ability was very useful!
Outside the rain still hadn’t eased, it seemed it wouldn’t stop soon.
The monitoring room had a single bed. Han Fei took a clean blanket from his space, laid it down, and gestured Qi Yue to sleep with him. Qi Yue refused, too small a bed, how could they sleep together? Hugging would let him take advantage of him again. Insisting to sleep on the floor, Han Fei had no choice and took out another blanket.
Qi Yue laid on the floor and soon fell asleep. Han Fei gently lifted him onto the bed, laying down next to him.
Mm, hugging this little guy to sleep, it was indeed comfortable. Occasionally leaning forward, he kissed Qi Yue’s lips and face. Sleeping together, not taking advantage would be a pity. Han Fei slipped a hand into Qi Yue’s clothes, hugged tight, and closed his eyes.
Not sure how long they slept, Qi Yue moved, feeling cramped. Suffocating, he opened his eyes, finding his whole body pinned in Han Fei’s arms, the morning impulse pressing against him.
Han Fei also woke up, looked at Qi Yue, kissed him, and got up casually.
Qi Yue, frustrated and taken advantage again, he thought next time he’d seize the initiative.
The rain didn’t stop, the two stayed in the warehouse monitoring room, very safe. To pass time, Han Fei took out various foods and water from his space, Qi Yue cooked, then stored them in space. Han Fei sometimes watched Qi Yue cook, or read a magazine.
They occasionally talked. Qi Yue asked about mafia-related topics he was curious about. He had never thought before he could have ties with the mafia. Han Fei answered Qi Yue’s curiosities, occasionally asking about Qi Yue. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
The rain hadn’t stopped all day. At bedtime, Han Fei again let Qi Yue sleep with him. Qi Yue tilted his head, anyway they already kissed, no need to be fussy, even if he didn’t agree now, when asleep, Han Fei would pull him onto the bed anyway, still taking advantage of him. To seize initiative, he agreed to sleep with Han Fei. But he must hug Han Fei. Han Fei nodded happily. No real difference anyway.
Next morning, Qi Yue found himself again in Han Fei’s arms, face against Han Fei’s chest. Impossible, how did his sleeping posture get so bad!
The sky was still dark, raining heavily. In his memory, this rain had been for three days and nights, this was the third day, and would continue until tomorrow morning.
