Fyodor's face remained unchanged, his eyes were clear, and he did not waver in the slightest.

He smiled at Gogol: "Do you want to try it?" ”

He did not resist at all, and Gogol faltered, on the contrary.

He tilted his head a little suspiciously, and Fyodor didn't seem to have anything wrong except for a little red on his face. But he also felt that Mizushima Kawayan would not tell such a clumsy lie to his face, and he didn't have the courage to do so.

The hesitation lasted for a moment.

He still moved on.

"Although I can't be sure if he is telling the truth, this unknown is too tempting, do you have that kind of collapsed expression when you think of someone like Fei Jia?" He laughed, "But if you really become weak, is it still the same Fei Jia who fascinates me?" ”

He laughed so nervously that it was like a sharp cry.

Mizushima Kawayan was uncomfortable when he heard it.

He just wanted to delay for a while. Mizushima Kawayan calmed down, endured the dizziness from time to time, and listened to the surrounding environment. It's quiet, but you can still hear a little bit of the street, and there is a lot of traffic. There is the sound of flowing water, but it is not loud and natural, it should be a small fountain. The walls he had just touched were made of bricks, primitive, and had an unfinished feel, but there was no sound of construction around it.

There was a hint of grass and woody in the wind, and an inexplicable strange smell of plants.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the familiar sound of a sprinkler truck.

Every day at 3 p.m., a sprinkler truck passes by near his neighborhood, and a little east of the sprinkler route, there is a green space that has been halfway shut down — too many people have complained. Mizushima didn't know the reason for the shutdown, but he heard about it on the radio, and he also heard his neighbors complaining that the design was ugly, the pool was full of mosquitoes, and the smell of heather was very fishy, and the aesthetics of the person in charge were too bad.

If his current location is this green space, it means that he has not been teleported far away.

Now it's just a matter of thinking about how to escape.

He didn't have anything on him, his phone was gone, and it wasn't good to secretly ask for help. I'm also hung with a vertigo debuff.,Forced to act, maybe take three steps and fall on the ground.。

Use the tampering power again?

Yes, yes, but it's likely to make his situation worse.

He was thinking, and the system was sipping some cyber drinks, and even humming songs, sounding very laid-back.

Mizushima Kawayan was a little speechless: "System, you seem to have always hated Fyodor. ”

[Uh-huh.] 】

"Oh, that's not right." He reacted with something, "Aren't you the boss of this game?" As a boss, how can you still hate the property in your name? They're all tools to make money for you. ”

The system quickly replied: [I said it last time, I'm just the boss, not me. 】

It seems to be right, too.

[Don't be distracted, pay attention to Fyodor and them.] 】

Mizushima Kawayan was in high spirits, yes, he was thinking so intently that he didn't notice that there was no sound on Fyodor's side.

Are they in a silent confrontation...... Or is it ......

There is a lot of noise outdoors, and it is more difficult to identify the location by the sound of breathing. Mizushima Kawayan subconsciously held his breath and listened carefully to the movement.

"Ahh

Someone suddenly blew on the back of his neck, and Mizushima Kawayan was caught off guard and screamed - he didn't feel anyone approaching at all. The other party's elusive teleportation ability was too restrained for him.

"What are you doing so nervous?" Gogol stood almost against his back, grinning and whispering in his ear, "It's a shame you can't even see my performance." ”

Mizushima River: "What about Fyodor?" Aren't you going to check on him? Gogol was so close to him that his breathing was disturbed, and hot flashes poured into his ear canal, which greatly affected his hearing.

"You really care about Fei Jia."

Mizushima Chuanyan couldn't stand this posture a little, every word the other party said made him itch, and he went to catch Gogol with his backhand, but he just grabbed it empty. Gogol teleported himself away again. This man's mental state is so strange that he doesn't understand it at all. Mizushima Kawayan could only hold his breath and pay full attention to the surrounding environment.

He couldn't see, so he didn't notice that Gogol had only teleported a part of himself away - though that was all the more bizarre.

This silver-haired young man, who was both a magician and a clown, with a silent but wicked smile on his face, looked at Mizushima Kawayan's vigilant look with great interest, and when he turned around, he suddenly grabbed his wrist from the back and easily controlled the person.

He felt that this little blind man was about to be blown up by him, and his fingertips were full of resistance.

"Fei Jia, Fei Jia." He excitedly took Mizushima Kawayan's hand, and his red-gloved fingers gently rubbed Mizushima Kawayan's protruding wrist bone, leaving a few beautiful red marks near the cyan blood vessels, forcing him to stretch his arm to a certain position.

Mizushima Kawayan touched his hot skin, and his wet breath touched the back of his hand.

He curled up his fingers as if frightened, retracting as far as he could, unsure if he had touched Fyodor's lips.

"How about confirming what you just said?" Gogol thought that his idea was very good, and Fyodor agreed, "What did you say yourself, rub it for ten minutes?" ”

"Mizushima Kawa-kun." Fyodor also approached from the front, "Why don't you come and take revenge on me yourself?" ”

Terrible.

He has no armed forces, but no corresponding skills in his brain, and when he encounters a really tricky situation that needs to be dealt with head-on, his shortcomings are completely exposed. There's no way to do it quickly, or even break free on his own - damn it, hand-to-hand combat must be put on the agenda, and he'll have to find someone to teach him.

Mizushima didn't dare to move.

In the back was Gogol, and in front was Fyodor, who was sandwiched in the middle, and the back waist could even feel the hard buttons on the hem of Gogol's clothes.

Obviously, in the current situation, Fyodor is the person who has been turned into an omega by him and is feeling uncomfortable, but why......

Fyodor's voice was so close to him, his breath was burning, his real condition was probably much worse than it looked, and Mizushima knew how uncomfortable it would be at this time. I don't know if it's because he just got rid of the debuff, he feels as if he can still smell a little pheromone, so in addition to the crisp breath of Fyodor itself, there is also a very pungent smell of alcohol, which is a strong liquor in a spirit, which is very intoxicating.

"The taste of vodka." Fyodor's tone was still leisurely, "Do you smell it?" ”

It's also a good fit. Fyodor looks mild, but in fact he is more extreme than anyone else. He held Mizushima Chuanyan's fingers, led him to reach over and touch the glands, and said very lightly: "It turns out that Mizushima Chuan-kun said that he was drunk that day, which is true." I fully experience what you feel. ”

He breathed and said without a word: "Fruit wine with too much sugar? ”

Mizushima Kawayan breathed a sigh of relief.

"System, system, help me!" He poked inside himself at someone who had a bad idea, "What should I do—"

[Fyodor's current performance is all disguise, and he is very inward-looking, so he bets that you don't dare. The system first hated that iron could not be made of steel, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong, [Wait, reward him for something.] 】

Mizushima Chuanyan: Hey, the system is not accurate.

He really hadn't done anything like that. No, is this still a bully? Mizushima Kawayan touched the gland and put his fingertips on it very hesitantly. His heart was beating faster and faster, and he didn't know why he was so nervous and didn't dare to move.

Damn, it's not him who is being bullied-

“！”

As a result, Gogol took his hand and pressed it hard.

He was so close to Fyodor that his breath was about to melt together.

Mizushima River's own temperature is also very high.

He's so embarrassed.

[......] The system doesn't understand, [He's the omega, why are you so red?] 】

Taken care of.

"Fyodor." He couldn't help but ask, "I have no grievances with you, what do you want me to do?" ”

"Isn't it you who took the initiative to come to the door? Mizushima Kawa-kun. For my companions, there will be no loss to you. I understand you, invisible, purposeless drifting, spirit and flesh... It's hard to get confused. Your heart is longing for someone to lean on, isn't it? Your ex-boyfriend has abandoned you, and I can give you everything you crave. Fyodor leaned into his ear.

Belch! How did he know that the good people in the neighborhood would suddenly take off their disguises!

No, the fact that the neighbor is actually an internationally wanted criminal is obviously very scary!

Mizushima shook his head violently.

He didn't get confused!

"This, this...... Uh......"

"Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol."

"Gogol-kun!" Mizushima raised his voice, "You...... If you're curious, just come by yourself, am I also a part of your game? ”

"That's right." Gogol rightly responded, "How interesting. ”

"Mizushimakawa-kun, I really didn't expect you to have such an ability, you like to dominate," Fyodor raised his hand and pressed the corner of his lips, slightly harder, "Or ...... Dominated? ”

Wow!

Mizushima Kawayan's sanity was broken.

He was even more afraid of Fyodor in front of him than Gogol, and he could feel that Fyodor was dissecting his mental state little by little, and even guiding. The feeling of being completely controlled by the mind is extremely terrifying, what dominates and is dominated, the person in front of him is a 100% domination maniac, he slammed into Fyodor's arms, and then suddenly exerted his strength, and slammed his elbow into the position of Gogol in the back.

Gogol dodged naturally, but also loosened his grip.

Mizushima immediately seized the opportunity, shoved Fyodor in his hand to Gogol's side, and took a few steps back.

He had a strained face, a defiled expression of himself - his mind was full of the system's premise, how long had he just hugged Fyodor? You won't get pregnant, will you?

"I ......"

Mizushima Chuanyan's brain was overloaded, and he suddenly remembered what Fyodor had just said.

"My ex-boyfriend and I have an old relationship!" He shouted, "What do you know about the relationship between us!" ”

Fyodor asked rhetorically in a strange tone: "Which ex-boyfriend?" ”

Obviously, you can't move the gin out at this moment, it's too easy to goof, so Mizushima Chuan Yan paused: "Hoshikawa." ”

"I was born as a person of Chuanchuan, and I died as a ghost of Chuanchuan—" Anyway, he himself, he could boldly say something excessive, "I will draw two orthography for him seven times a night and eight hours!" Fyodor, you're so skinny, what can you give me? In short, Hoshikawa must not have abandoned me, I will wait here for him to come back. Unless you make him admit that he doesn't want me anymore. ”

"Otherwise, I won't agree to anything you force me to do."

Mizushima Kawayan finished speaking in one breath and took a breath, but suddenly heard a sound of footsteps.

"Don't move!"

Familiar sounds.

Matsuda Jinpei.

He seemed to be in a hurry, suppressing his breathing too violently, and Mizushima heard the sound of a gun being loaded. He didn't know how Matsuda Jinpei found it, but he suddenly remembered that when he was not very sober because of the omega's affairs, he called him and didn't answer. And there was no chance to fight back later.

It should have made him worried.

Finally there is a reliable person, Mizushima Chuan Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mizushima-kun, you'll agree."

He heard Fyodor's voice. In the next moment, Fyodor and Gogol's voices disappeared in place. Only Mizushima Kawayan was left alone. As soon as Mizushima Chuanyan's spirit was relaxed, all the dizziness came up, and coupled with the loss of strength caused by hunger, he suddenly staggered to the side unsteadily, and grabbed something randomly.

When he recovered, he realized that he should have grabbed Matsuda Jinpei's arm.

Very sturdy and well exercised.

It's so reliable.

It's fake to say that he wasn't moved, Mizushima Kawayan didn't even know what to say, he opened his lips and just wanted to speak.

"You just said,"

As a result, Matsuda Jinpei spoke first.

"You and your ex-boyfriend are still in love?" He frowned, "That domestic violence man, life is his person, death is his ghost?" ”

Mizushima River Banquet: "......"