They Are Not Human! - Chapter 52

[Chapter 51]

Because it was daytime, even if Wen Qing closed his eyes, he could still feel the light from the outside world.

The light dimmed, as if someone had passed by the bed.

Others were touching his stomach, and Wen Qing’s body trembled involuntarily with his cool fingertips from his navel to his waist.

He rubbed his palms against his skin, massaging gently.

Wen Qing’s waist was itchy and numb like an electric shock.

As before, he couldn’t open his eyes, his mind was chaotic, his hands and feet were heavy, and the only thing he knew was the touch on his skin.

Even the voices in my ears were vague.

Game background music, the roar of zombies.

It seems to be mixed with vague human voices, as if someone is talking.

“…Taste…”

“Strawberry…”

Wen Qing didn’t know if it was someone in the game talking, or if someone was standing beside him chatting.

He felt the opponent’s hand pause, and then something fell on his stomach.

Slightly cool, sticky, flowing down the white line of the abdomen.

“…So astringent…”

“…Can…Fuck?”

“No,” someone whispered, he said softly and lightly, “It’s too early.”

Wen Qing bent his fingers, always feeling These two voices were very familiar, as if they were often heard.

who is it?

Yes…

His chaotic brain turned with difficulty, just a second before he was about to think about it, there was a lot of heat on his stomach, rubbing against him.

It was like a heated detector, examining his abdomen. As time went by, the temperature became higher and higher, and there was a faint smell of fishy taint.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally spared his stomach.

Wen Qing vaguely heard footsteps, followed by the sound of opening and closing the door.

The next second, his hand was held.

A hand bigger than him was on the back of his hand and clasped lightly.

Wen Qing’s fingers trembled slightly, her palm became hot, and she was holding something.

He subconsciously wanted to push away, but he couldn’t exert any force at all, so he could only let the other party dominate his fingers.

The man pressed his hand and moved up and down.

The other party seemed to be dissatisfied, and the action paused.

Soon, Wen Qing felt that she was being hugged.

He was held in his arms by a man taller and stronger than him.

The man’s head rested on his shoulder, and his rapid breathing brushed against his ears.

Wen Qing moved her nose slightly, and smelled a faint mint scent, which was nice and familiar.

He leaned weakly against the man’s arms, like a doll, letting him play with it.

Wen Qing’s head was dizzy, until his palms seemed to be washed by hot water, he slowly realized something and became more and more resistant.

He bent his fingers, barely scratching the back of the other’s hand.

Wen Qing felt that she had scratched very hard, but the other party just laughed softly and played with his fingers affectionately.

Wen Qing’s throat moved slightly, and she mumbled vaguely.

After a long while, he finally gained some strength, barely opened his eyes, and saw someone half-squatting beside the bed.

The man lowered his head, and Wen Qing vaguely saw a head.

Short black hair, just when he wanted to look again, a pair of big hands covered his eyes, blocking his sight.

The sound of the zipper sounded, Wen Qing felt that she was bitten again, and her already dizzy mind became more and more confused.

Someone hugged him.

Someone bit him.

Who is it?

……

When Wen Qing woke up, she was still in a trance.

He looked at the white ceiling, paused for a while, and sat up suddenly.

Wen Qing lifted the quilt and lowered his head to check.

The trousers are not wet or sticky, they are in good condition, the zippers and buttons are well placed where they should be.

Wen Qing opened her clothes and glanced at her stomach, which was clean and refreshing.

It seemed that he was just having a realistic dream.

Wen Qing fell into self-doubt, is it really a dream?

He couldn’t help but ask the system: [System, did something happen when I fell asleep? ]

001 did not speak.

Wen Qing shouted tentatively again: [System? ]

001 said coldly: [I think to myself. 】

Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking that he just asked because he couldn’t think of it.

Without 001 reminding, Wen Qing couldn’t tell whether it was a dream or whether he was really being…

He lowered his eyes and bent his fingers.

The fingertips seem to still have that blazing touch.

Wen Qing stared at her fingers for two seconds, raised her hand slowly, and sniffed at the tip of her nose.

There is no smell.

“Brother, what are you doing?”

Wen Qing regained his senses, only to realize that Ji Sheng was still in the bedroom, sitting on a chair, looking at him suspiciously.

Wen Qing quickly put down her hands, her cheeks were slightly red: “No, nothing.”

“When I fell asleep…” Wen Qing paused, hesitated for a moment, and asked, “Have you been playing games?”

Ji Sheng Nodding his head, he shook his head again: “I played for a while, and then I sent the review materials to my classmates.”

He asked curiously, “Brother, what’s wrong?”

Wen Qing pursed her lips, and kept replaying in her mind. dream situation.

It’s too real…

He hesitantly asked, “How long have you been gone?”

“I just came back,” Ji Sheng thought for a while, then said to him, “It’s about an hour or so, my classmates are stuck in traffic on the road. I’m done.”

“But Dad and Dad have been at home all the time, brother, you are not alone, don’t worry.”

Wen Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself that he was not at ease because he was not alone.

Seeing that his face was wrong, Ji Sheng asked again, “Brother, did something happen when I left?”

“It’s nothing,” Wen Qing shook his head and said slowly, “I had a nightmare.

” It’s a nightmare again,” Ji Sheng blinked and said sincerely, “Brother, why don’t you check again.”

“Why do you have nightmares during the day?”

Wen Qing replied vaguely and crawled out of bed. stand up.

He lowered his head to put on his shoes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a water stain on the bed sheet, the size of half a fingernail, right next to him.

Wen Qing moved her fingertips slightly and touched it.

It’s still a little wet, like I got it on not long ago and didn’t have time to dry it.

But Ji Sheng said that he just came back…

Wen Qing’s heart gradually sank, this position is by his side, no matter what, it can’t be his saliva.

Was what happened just now really just his dream?

Seeing Wen Qing staring at the sheets, Ji Sheng followed his gaze: “Brother, is there anything on the bed?”

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled: “No, nothing.”

Ji Sheng immediately stood up and walked to the bedside, After seeing the water stains, he smiled: “Maybe the air conditioner is leaking a bit, it’s been many years.”

Air conditioner?

Wen Qing froze for a while, then raised his head, the air conditioner was on.

Obviously not open before going to bed.

Did he think too much?

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Sheng’s hand.

The skin on the backs of his hands was intact, without a trace of red marks.

Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, if what happened just now was not a dream, there should be traces on the back of that person’s hand.

“I’m going to wash my face.”

After washing his face, Wen slowly walked to the living room.

Ji Yu was sitting on the sofa and was peeling an apple.

He did not use a paring knife, but a small knife, holding the apple with one hand and peeling the skin with the other hand, without peeling the flesh, and the craftsmanship is very exquisite.

Wen Qing glanced at the back of his left hand, there was no trace, as for the right hand, he couldn’t see it from the current angle.

After struggling for a moment, Wen Qing took a step forward and shouted, “Uncle Ji.”

Suddenly hearing his voice, Ji Yu paused, didn’t hold the knife firmly, and slipped from his hand.

The blade slid across the back of his hand, scraping a wound, and blood beads overflowed in an instant.

Wen Qing quickly apologized: “Yes, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, a small injury,” Ji Yu took out the medicine box, took out iodophor and cotton swabs, smeared the wound, and said gently, “I was too absorbed in cutting, I didn’t hear it. your footsteps.”

Wen Qing looked down at the back of his hand, the scratches and iodophors made it impossible to see what it was like before.

Is it too coincidental?

This thought inevitably popped up in Wen Qing’s mind.

He immediately thought, if nothing had happened at all, he would not only hurt Ji Yu, but also blindly doubt the other party.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, her mind in a mess.

There is only one clear idea in mind, and the human-level copy is not simple at all.

Suddenly, the kitchen door opened, Xia Yansi stood by the door and looked at them quietly: “What’s wrong?”

Ji Yu smiled: “It’s nothing, I accidentally scratched the apple.”

“Really,” Xia Yan Si glanced at the back of his hand, and said lightly, “I’m not in surgery, so my hand is not stable.”

The smile on Ji Yu’s face faded, he pushed his glasses, half-closed his eyes, covering all emotions, shallow He smiled and said, “Naturally, it’s not as good as your skills.”

Wen Qing looked at them blankly, always feeling that there was something in the words of the couple.

But he didn’t understand.

Is this still arguing?

While thinking about it, Xia Yansi suddenly called him: “Wen Qing, come to the kitchen to help.”

Wen Qing was stunned for two seconds, and then answered. Go over there obediently.

He still remembered that Ji Sheng had said that Xia Yansi had high requirements for kitchen items, so Ji Sheng and Ji Yu were not allowed to mess around.

Suddenly being called to help, Wen Qing was still a little flustered, for fear that she would do something wrong, so she stood by the wall with her hands tied.

Xia Yansi pointed to the juicer on the side and said to Wen Qing, “Juicing.”

Wen Qing walked over, and next to the juicer were sliced carrot pieces. These carrot pieces were square and looked exactly the same. It looks like it was cut by a machine.

Wen Qing looked at the juicer. This juicer had two outlets. It seemed to be a juicer with juice residues separated. He had never used it before.

“Isn’t it?” Xia Yansi asked.

Before Wen Qing could make a sound, Xia Yansi walked behind him, opened the lid of the juicer with his left hand, wrapped Wen Qing with his right hand, picked up the carrot plate, and poured it into it.

Wen Qing’s body froze because of Xia Yansi’s posture.

At this moment, he seemed to be hugged by Xia Yans, and he even brushed Xia Yans’s breath above his head.

Cool, with a faint mint scent.

The smell he had smelled in his dreams.

Thinking about it, Wen Qing’s body stiffened even more.

Xia Yansi demonstrated how to squeeze juice, glanced at him, and suddenly

said, “What’s wrong?” Wen Qing stammered, “No, nothing.”

Xia Yansi glanced at him and walked to the other end. Start chopping vegetables, hand up and down the knife, the speed is fast, and the thickness of the shredded vegetables is equal.

Wen Qing had only seen this kind of knife work in videos before.

He looked back and continued to juice.

After squeezing a pot of carrot juice, Wen Qing put the pot at the location designated by Xia Yansi.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into Xia Yansi’s chest,

Wen Qing’s nose was slightly sour, but his first reaction was to sniff and smell the smell on Xia Yansi’s body.

It’s the mint flavor.

Xia Yansi lowered his head, looked at Wen Qing’s trembling eyelashes, and asked coldly, “What are you smelling?”

Wen Qing’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t expect to be caught by Xia Yansi.

He hurriedly said, “It’s nothing, my nose hurts a little.”

Xia Yansi snorted lightly.

Wen Qing’s face turned even redder.

Xia Yansi said slowly, “You don’t react like a straight man.”

Wen Qing was stunned, what do you mean?

Xia Yansi raised his hand, and his fingertips scratched Wen Qing’s Adam’s apple.

Wen Qing’s body trembled, and an electric current-like touch ran down her spine.

He quickly took a step back and opened the distance from Xia Yansi.

He blushed: “Xia, Uncle Xia, what are you doing?”

“Confirm for you,” Xia Yansi withdrew his hand and asked again, “Do you have a girl you like?”

Wen Qing didn’t understand why he suddenly asked He started talking about his relationship history, but still answered honestly: “No.”

He didn’t have a girl he liked. To be precise, he never liked a girl since he was a child.

But I didn’t like boys either.

Wen Qing took it for granted that he was a straight man.

Xia Yansi continued to ask: “Have you ever had an urge to have sex with girls?”

Wen Qing opened her mouth and was about to speak, but Xia Yansi didn’t seem to want him to answer, so he continued: “What about boys?

” From real life, sometimes dreams can better reflect a person’s inner world.”

Xia Yansi’s voice was hoarse and pleasant, not too fast or too slow, he followed a good manner, Wen Qing was stunned, and the idea of doing this period of time appeared in his mind. dream.

man.

He only dreamed of men…

“And…” Xia Yansi took a step forward.

Wen Qing subconsciously stepped back.

Xia Yansi didn’t stop until its back hit the wall and there was no way to retreat.

He put his toes against Wen Qing’s shoes, lowered his head slowly, stared into Wen Qing’s eyes, and said softly, “You were smelling me just now, right?”

Wen Qing blushed and stammered: “I, I think…”

His eyelashes trembled, not telling the truth.

“It smells very, very good.”

Xia Yansi looked down at him and said lightly, “Ji Yu’s taste has always been good.”

Wen Wei was slightly taken aback, is this the taste that Uncle Ji likes?

The scratch on the back of the hand, the smell of mint, the familiar voice in the dream…

Is it all a coincidence?

“Did you dream of Ji Prison?”

[End of This Chapter]