Calvin breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to develop a more intimate relationship with someone at all, and that kiss with Reed was clearly an accident, also known as a misfire.

A veteran of the flower bush like Reed naturally doesn't take this kiss seriously. add

Calvin was the same.

"Your wounds are oozing blood. ”

Reed casually examined Calvin's back and whispered.

"I'm sorry. Seconds later, he added.

Calvin's gaze moved uncontrollably away for a second, of course he knew what Reid was apologizing, if it wasn't for Reed's direct pressing on the bed and pressing the wound before, those two damn scars wouldn't have bled at all. But when he mentions the incident that happened before, he can't help but think of that kiss. That kiss happened, so to speak, and Calvin could feel something muddy and wild in the air between him and Reed—perhaps it should be called sexual tension.

Calvin wished that time would never have come, and that he should have beaten Reed in the moment of the kiss.

For God's sake, at least he shouldn't be obsessed with it.

The strange thing is that he once blatantly used his body to tempt Vicky to test the other party, and he didn't have the slightest psychological barrier at the time, but Reed ......

No, Reid wasn't quite like Virgilly, Calvin listened to his inner whisper in frustration.

Compared to the harmless little sheep of Vicili, Reed's "male" traits are too obvious, and the unconcealed strength and danger in him make Calvin have to regard him as a more threatening and powerful man.

If Calvin had been serious about attending the counseling counselling arranged for him by Dr. Holden in his youth, he would probably have learned from the old man who looked a little chattering why he was so disgusted with the strong, handsome, attractive men.

This is actually because, underneath his superficial fear, he has always longed for such a man......

The little soft-egged man with wings fifteen years ago has always lived in the most secret corners of his heart, and calls for such a person day after day. Fifteen years ago, Calvin was still hoping that a strong, handsome, and even slightly evil man would come and save him—just like Reed is now.

Oh, though, let's get back to reality.

At that time, Calvin hated the old man's chatter, he very forcefully rejected the "fucked" psychological counseling, naturally, now he can only simply disgust the low-level instincts in his body, and try to ignore the chaos and anxiety that slowly spread in his heart.

"Leave the medicine to me, I can take care of it. ”

Calvin subconsciously maintained a calm countenance, although his body was still weak from the high fever.

"Oh, you know what, you're just boring. And I have to tell you, you're struggling quite ...... Delicious. Reed touched his chin and smiled, a sly look in his eyes, "Or should the two of us get a shot in earnest?" I've heard that shooting rice can sometimes help with fever......"

Calvin frustrated himself and raised his foot in an attempt to kick Reed's crotch, but, apparently overestimating his strength, Reed simply raised his hand and grabbed his ankle with ease.

He lifted Calvin's ankles high, a position that kept Calvin's forces at bay as much as possible.

"So it's an invitation, right?"

The man raised an eyebrow, licked his lips, and said.

Calvin clearly felt the heat of Reed's palm, and his movements froze slightly.

The damn playboy was trying to get along with him, and when Calvin realized this, he became more and more irritable with the anger he felt.

"If you don't mind having my anus explode, you can consider this an invitation. ”

Calvin said coldly, with irrepressible irritability in his tone.

"Wow," Reed said in an exaggerated stumbling voice, "to be honest, I didn't even know you were so open-minded, considering you used to feel like one of those ascetic monks......

On the point of shamelessness, Calvin is clearly inferior to Reed. The latter's face had a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, perhaps deliberately or unintentionally, and he tilted his head slightly as he spoke, his lips almost touching the instep of Calvin's foot.

Calvin could feel Reed's warm breath spraying on the skin of his instep, causing him to curl his toes involuntarily and get goosebumps on his body.

Calvin let out a vicious curse and tried to pull his foot out of Reed's grasp, but the ridiculous struggle only helped Reed hold him tighter...... The latter's fingers were stuck in his ankle like a vice.

As Calvin weakly resisted and attacked, Reed's pupils deepened little by little.

", so you're gay?"

After a brief attempt, Calvin immediately felt the sense of danger that made him creep out, and he instinctively stopped all his movements, then he stared at Reed's face and asked sharply.

Reid gave Calvin a deep look.

"Actually, I'm able to appreciate the beauty of both men and women, I mean, the beauty of **. ”

He lowered his voice ambiguously, then winked at Calvin.

"Well, bisexual. ”

Calvin drew conclusions for him.

Reed shrugged, rightly acquiescing. He seemed to be far more comfortable than Calvin in his current condition, but if anyone could look closely, they would notice the slightest abnormality—his breathing was deliberately lightened with restraint, and his bare chest was drenched with wet fine sweat, and a few drops of sweat slowly slid down his bulging pectoral muscles, and disappeared into the sharp concave and convex lines of his abdominal muscles.

Calvin's lips twitched, he wanted to say something, but for some reason, the moment he spoke, the blankness of his brain hit him again.

All he could do was look at Reed's face like that, stupidly, like an idiot, and in his sight, Reed's pupils deepened to almost dark green......

Pounding –

A strange, frightening rush passed down his spine.

Calvin snapped his gaze back.

"I ......," Calvin began, his voice a little dry, "I don't think I'm going to be the perfect person for you to vent your excess testosterone—I don't want Virgili to wake up and find that he lost his testicles without knowing it, trust me, I can do it." ”

God, even Calvin himself knew how funny and debilitating his threat sounded......

Calvin watched for Reed's further counterattack. However, Reed let go of Calvin just in time, and he stood up, put the medicine in his hand on Calvin's bedside table, and walked towards the door.

"What a terrible threat," he pressed one hand on the doorknob, and as he opened the door, he gave Calvin a subtle smile, "Well, don't worry I'm doing it to you...... You should know it's just a joke, right?"

“…… Preferably a joke. ”

Calvin said stiffly.

Then he watched Reed quickly push open the door and leave the room.

"Hoo ......"

When the room was quiet again, Calvin realized that he had let out a long sigh of relief, his tense body suddenly relaxed, and even his skeleton seemed to let out a sigh.

There is still some embarrassment -

He thought, stiff both his coldness and Reed's pretense of ease.

What's even more troubling is that the heat still lingers in his body.

"—"

Then Calvin wiped his lips with the back of his hand and cursed softly.

******

"Boom la la ......"

In the bathroom, the shower head sprays icy water downwards.

Reed stood with his head back beneath the current, still battered against his body by the cold water, but even so, it was incredibly hard underneath him.

His eyes shone feverishly like a fire under the curtain of water.

He had just had that kind of contact with Calvin—much more than the Planner's, and he was pretty sure Calvin had been completely drawn to his disguise. It's not the kind of kitten and puppy attraction that Virgili likes, but the real attraction between men and men.

He knew better than anyone how to push Calvin into his trap step by step.

And as it stands, it's working out well.

Reed's mood was more satisfied than ever, his heart overflowed with honey joy, and in this case, the screams in his head didn't sound so irritating.

You're going crazy, Red Deer. 】

The English voice babbled.

When you kill us, you also kill yourself, this body does not have the strength to maintain your sobriety, you are prostrating. Fugg's voice sounded mixed with a myriad of noises, "You've gotten enough, you've had far more contact with Calvin than any of us, you're going to have to stop. Those guys are coming towards Calvin, and he needs our protection—"

Reed, of course, might prefer to refer to himself as the Red Deer, and his voice was brisk, interrupting Fugg's words.

"The 'doors' are opening, and those forces are chasing my angels and the light...... Yes, yes, yes, he needs protection, and you will never understand how wonderful and vulnerable he is. But are you trying to put me to sleep because this body doesn't have enough energy?"

Reddeer □□ stepped out of the bathroom, and the water ran down his calves, leaving a trail of water on the ground.

He walked into the room, and where he leaned against the wall, there was a mirror.

Red Deer stared at himself in the mirror, a handsome, athletic, muscular body.

"How much longer are you going to lie to me?

He grinned as he looked at the pale figure that was gradually emerging in the mirror.

"When the 'door' is opened, I have enough strength. Calvin is indeed dangerous right now, but at the same time, the more the 'door' is opened, the more powerful I become. Of course, it may take me a little bit to get used to this kind of power...... Fugg, you always seem smart, oh, and calm, and you're coaxing the other guys into saying I have to sleep. Are you afraid I'm going to devour you all, or are you ......?"

Red Deer stretched out a finger and pressed it against the surface of the mirror.

"Click-"

With his fingers as the center, countless cracks opened up little by little.

The cracks shattered the reflection in the mirror.

“…… What are you afraid of?"

Red Deer asked happily as he met the pair of peacock green pupils. 166 Reading Network