He’s Super Sticky

This amusement park has been abandoned for more than ten years. I don’t know why it has not been rebuilt. It’s left as it is. The concrete floor on the ground is also pitted due to disrepair for a long time, and some small gravels are scattered on it.

Bai Chen fell to the ground unpreparedly, his knees and palms were worn out by the small stones on the ground, and the worn-out bicycle with some weight also fell on him.

The system witnessed this accident throughout the whole process, and the feelings of distress that had just been dissipated had not disappeared, and the heart of this meeting was lifted up again.

[Little Master, are you hurt? 】

Bai Chen pushed away the bicycle on his body, raised some hot palms, and it really bleeds, and because of the hard fall, many gravel pierced into the palm of his hand.

Although he hadn't looked at his knees yet, Bai Chen knew that it was not much different from his palms.

It's all hot and delicate pain.

[Does it hurt? ] The system can’t wait to replace Bai Chen with energy, and can’t wait to use energy to erase the injury on Bai Chen’s hand, but it can’t do that, the world consciousness is staring, he can’t do things that violate the world conventions and can only quietly Mi's use of energy slightly increased the activity of Bai Chen's body cells, speeding up the wound healing speed, but even so, these small wounds would have to stay on Bai Chen's body for a few days.

Bai Chen shook his head, he silently looked at his palm, his long, thin eyelashes blinked up and down, and soon he brought some water and dew.

A crystal clear tear slowly dripped from Bai Chen's eye socket, and landed on the wound on Bai Chen's palm. The salty tears made the pain of the wound worse.

Bai Chen's palm trembled.

"It's obviously not painful." He bit his lip, and a delicate face was pitiful with tears: "I'm obviously not afraid of pain."

"But..." Bai Chen looked up at the dark end of the road with dim eyes: "System, why do I feel so painful?"

"It's all his fault." Bai Chenbian pursed his mouth and complained, very unreasonable.

Bai Chen remembers that he was not afraid of pain before. In order to teach the thorns of the gods who disturbed the order and disturbed his sleep, Bai Chen once singled out the group of troubled gods and beat the group of people. He has a great power, but with one enemy and many, he will inevitably bring some injuries to his body, but at that time he didn't feel any pain at all, but felt extremely happy and comfortable everywhere.

But now he is so hypocritical, only that the skin on his palms and knees is worn out, and he feels pain and wants to cry.

Want Mo Yuan to hug him and softly coax him.

Want Mo Yuan to blow on his palms and knees.

Wanting Mo Yuan to kiss his mouth to divert his attention.

want to……

It was all Mo Yuan's fault, he spoiled him too much, and now he has become so hypocritical.

But this big villain who was the culprit was not by his side when he was injured now.

"Bastard."

"Big bastard."

Bai Chen cursed aggrievedly while dropping the golden beans.

But even so, the person Bai Chen wanted to see still didn't appear by his side.

After venting the longing for a while, Bai Chen wiped away the tears in anger, got up from the ground, and carefully straightened the bicycle.

He stared at the old bicycle and murmured: "I can ride a bike too, and I can also take you."

"When I find you, you have to coax me well."

"Of course, I will treat you well and very well."

The system looked at the rejuvenated Bai Chen and let go.

In the abyss where the distant ghosts and gods were retreating from Sanshe, suddenly the wind rose, and the thick and strange black mist kept surging, as if something was about to appear below.

Above the abyss, I don't know when patches of black thunderclouds were condensed, and black and purple thunder and lightning flashed in the thunderclouds.

"Boom, boom"

A huge thunder sound rang out with great momentum, foretelling the power of thunder and lightning.

The black fog in the abyss rolled more intensely because of the sound of thunder and lightning.

Sudden.

A weird sound resounded in the abyss. This sound was like a metal rubbing sound, but it was a bit sharper than it. It also contained a powerful force that blasted the thick black mist in the abyss into a large void. .

The black mist suddenly stopped when the sound rang.

An ominous breath spread from under the abyss.

Thunderclouds flashed and thunder, and one sound was louder and more shocking than one sound.

The stationary black mist suddenly rolled violently in the strange sound, forming a huge vortex with the hole as the center, and a steady stream of black mist quickly rushed under the black hole.

At the same moment, the black thunderclouds fiercely split a black-purple lightning that was as thick as an arm, and smashed it into the black hole with the momentum like a broken bamboo.

The vortex formed by the black fog and the lightning were mixed together, and the tumbling became more intense, and the heart was thrilling to see.

After a bolt of lightning fell, the black cloud quickly split another bolt of lightning, one after another, with great momentum.

When all nine lightning strikes were finished, the black cloud that had condensed above the abyss quickly receded.

The vortex of the black mist was still surging violently, and gradually all the black mist disappeared into the black hole. When the last trace of black mist disappeared, a black shadow quickly sprang out from under the abyss.

For a time, the dark clouds in various areas were overwhelmed, and the ghosts cried and knelt to worship.

It is difficult to say that riding a bicycle is difficult, and it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult. Bai Chen mastered the essentials after trying it a few times. In addition, there are few cars in the middle of the night, which will not affect his volatilization. Home now.

Slowly stepping on the pedals along the way, when Bai Chen returned to the original owner's house, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night.

The original owner’s home is a small courtyard house in the Hutong courtyard. It can be said to be very valuable in the capital city.

Bai Chen returned to the original owner's room and took a quick shower in the bathroom. During the bath, his palms and knees kept burning hot and painful. Bai Chen couldn't help but sniffed again.

"Squeamish bag." Bai Chen whispered.

After taking a bath, Bai Chen didn't bother to take the medicine, so she threw herself on the bed in her pajamas.

He wants to fall asleep quickly, and then get up early to find Mo Yuan.

He wants him to coax him.

After walking on the bicycle for several hours, Bai Chen was also a little tired. He fell asleep on the bed only after a while.

A sudden gust of wind blew in the dark sky, blowing the curtains of the bedroom, and Bai Chen whispered in his sleep, and shrankly wrapped himself in the quilt.

In the darkness, as the curtains fell, a tall black shadow appeared in the bedroom. The shadow floated in the air, silently watching Bai Chen on the bed.

After watching for a while, the shadow swayed in mid-air, slowly turning into a tall, healthy-looking man in black robes with a handsome face.

The man has a pair of deep eyes, and his black pupils are like a black whirlpool. He stands in the air and looks at the sleeping Bai Chen, as if he is about to inhale Bai Chen. His features are deep and sharp. Like a knife cut, very charming.

The man stared at Bai Chen for a long while, then slowly drifted in the direction of Bai Chen, stretched out his hand to lift Bai Chen's quilt, and got into the bed without hesitation.

As soon as the man approached, before he lay down on the bed, Bai Chen spontaneously rolled a circle on his own, and got into the man's arms as if he had found his own nest.

The man's movements paused because of Bai Chen, but in the next second, he stretched out his hand to hold Bai Chen tightly in his arms.

Bai Chen's movements naturally followed the man's movements and rubbed his head in the man's arms.

The man hugged Bai Chen. After a while, he turned around and sat on the bed by himself, carefully holding Bai Chen so that Bai Chen lay on his chest.

He lowered his head, the deep and gloomy black pupils swept across Bai Chen's face, and then raised his hand to slowly copy Bai Chen's facial features.

The movements are gentle and slow, just like treating a rare treasure.

In his sleep, Bai Chen flattened his mouth, suddenly raised his hand, acting like a baby: "It hurts~"

The voice is aggrieved.

"It doesn't hurt to kiss me."

The man's gaze paused on the palm of Bai Chen's raised hand. It was obviously a dark night, but he could see it clearly.

The white and tender palm of the palm was pitted and cracked, revealing the pink tender flesh, and some tender flesh was slightly recessed.

The man's nose is very clever, he just moved and smelled that the wound was not treated with medicine, and maybe because the wound was rubbed against the quilt, it would leak out a little blood.

The distressed feeling rose up without warning. The man awkwardly held Bai Chen's hand and leaned to his lips. He stretched out his tongue and gently licked Bai Chen's palm, little by little. Licking off the blood on the palm of Bai Chen's hand.

After licking, the man kissed Bai Chen's palm again: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He didn't know why he wanted to coax people, he suddenly wanted to coax the person in his arms, so he coaxed according to his own will.

"Also, it too."

The person in his arms raised one hand as soon as possible.

The man lowered his eyes to see, he was sleeping deeply, as cute as a pig, his puckered mouth was high, and he seemed to be aggrieved in his dream.

It seems to be really painful.

The man is not afraid of pain, but he feels inexplicable pain when he looks at Bai Chen's pitted hands.

He was as cautious as he had just moved, and cleared Bai Chen's other hand.

"Good, it doesn't hurt."

"Where else?" The man attached to Bai Chen's ear and asked softly.

His voice was magical, deep and magnetic, and there seemed to be a magical power in it, which made people listen to him involuntarily.

Sure enough, Bai Chen twisted and murmured, "Knees."

The man lifted the quilt, hugged Bai Chen in his arms, and lifted Bai Chen's legs with one hand.

Sure enough, the rounded knees on both sides were as pitted as the palms of the palms.

The man's eyes moved, and an inexplicable emotion flashed, he leaned down and gently kissed Bai Chen's knee.