little monster

11

Shen Che lived with peace of mind.

Ge Muhuo was exhausted physically and mentally.

But Ge Mu didn't want to say it, and Shen Che didn't want to ask either.

The two people's way of getting along with each other seems to be good, but it didn't take long for it to be broken again.

On this day, Ge Mu came with a restless mood.

As always, Ge Mu sat next to Shen Che, handed the insulation box to Shen Che, and put the neatly folded clothes in a clean place.

Shen Che took the thermos box but didn't rush to eat, but pointed to Ge Mu's feet, and asked softly, "What's wrong with your feet?"

As soon as Ge Mu came in, he noticed that today Ge Mu's walking posture is different from the past, one foot is light and the other foot is heavy. On weekdays, Ge Mu's steps are very steady and light, and he has been specially trained. He will not expose his position to the enemy as easily as today.

But Ge Mu acted very naturally. If Shen Che hadn't also received training, he would never have noticed such a subtle change.

"Accidentally sprained during training."

Ge Mu was a little surprised, but also a little happy, he didn't expect Shen Che to pay so much attention to him, and his restless heart gradually got better.

Just now, when he climbed onto the protective iron net, the guard suddenly moved and walked towards him. Ge Mu pushed his arms hard, and when he wanted to swing in directly, the clothes he brought for Shen Che fell off. Ge Mu With sharp eyesight and quick hands, the toe of his right foot hooked the iron net upside down, and he loosened his hand to pick up the clothes from the bottom to the top. However, because Ge Mu's whole body was supported by his feet, one of the iron nets was too heavy, and one of the iron nets broke, followed by a series of chains. Like a net, some loose and some tight.

For the sake of convenience, Ge Mu didn't wear Gaobang military shoes when he came to see Shen Che, and it happened that there was no obstacle, and the wire was directly strangled into the tender flesh on the inside of the ankle.

"Let me see."

For some reason, Shen Che's heart tightened, and without waiting for Ge Mu's consent, he grabbed Ge Mu's right foot forcefully, rolled up the hem of the general's trousers, and slowly exposed his bloody ankle. , It hurts to look at it.

Shen Che frowned and glanced at Ge Mu, opened his mouth but didn't speak. Anyone who is not blind can tell that such a wound is not a sprain, but Ge Mu doesn't want to say, and he doesn't need to ask.

Shen Che looked around, it was empty, only Ge Mu's neatly stacked clothes.

Shen Che casually grabbed a T-shirt, tore off a strip of fabric, carefully covered the wound, and tied it up for Ge Mu.

Ge Mu didn't move or stop the whole process, he just looked at Shen Che who was doing all this for himself seriously, the smile on his face slowly spread, his heart was warm, and some kind of emotion was about to overflow, A hand slowly and gently caressed half of Shen Che's cheek.

Shen Che was working hard when he suddenly felt a hand pressed against his face. The fiery temperature was about to burn his skin, and the cold fragrance mixed with it was like an aphrodisiac, making the roots of his ears warm, and his somewhat rough palm slid back and forth.

Is this... stroking?

Shen Che was taken aback by his sudden thought, and quickly turned his head away.

But before Shen Che could dodge, that powerful hand suddenly changed direction and pinned Shen Che's chin.

"What are you doing?" Shen Che was a little angry, Ge Mu obviously took him as a woman and flirted with him.

Ge Mu didn't answer, but looked at Shen Che deeply with his eyes like torches.

I saw a pair of phoenix eyes staring slightly, but the corners of the eyes were stained red because of anger, and the tear mole on the side was like the finishing touch, making this angry face charming, the vermilion lips were slightly parted, and the pink tongue moved to express the master Dissatisfied, the pointed chin was being held between the index finger and thumb by himself, and he could feel the skin like creamy touch with a slight movement.

Ge Mu's breathing became heavier, and his voice was low as if something was about to explode, "Shen Che, I want to kiss you."

What?For a moment, Shen Che thought it was his own auditory hallucination, and his slightly staring phoenix eyes widened.

"I want to kiss you."

The pain from his jaw made Shen Che realize that he heard right.

The man in front of him had crimson eyes, his whole body was tense, and his gaze was like a wolf's like a tiger's, as if he was about to swallow him alive before giving up. The strength of the hand that pinched his chin was getting stronger and stronger, and his heavy breathing hit him frantically. his face.

Ge Mu is serious.

Shen Che narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes. Since when did this man have such dirty thoughts about him?Did it start from the first day you moved into his dormitory?If not, then what is this man doing for him these days?

Shen Che, who was dazzled by anger, overlooked a very important point, which was how much he himself was looking forward to this man's arrival these days.Times have changed, and every time he thinks about it, Shen Che feels that he is a fool today.

He laughed lowly, his voice was so calm and indifferent, "Ge Mu, you know, you can't force me."

It was this cruel and controlling expression that almost angered Ge Mu immediately. He grabbed Shen Che's neck, looked at Shen Che viciously, and said through gritted teeth, "If I want to."

As if hearing a funny joke, Shen Che's smile trembled wildly, and the corners of his charming eyes were sparkling, "Even if you force me, Ge Mu, I won't like you..."

The hand that pinched Shen Che's neck was released instantly.

"sorry."

Ge Mu left without looking back.

Shen Che was left alone laughing wildly, there is only one person in this world who wholeheartedly treats him well without asking for anything in return, but unfortunately that person doesn't love him.

But what purpose does the person who loves him have?

The heavy rain suddenly poured down, and the fallen leaves fell from the skylight with mud.

Shen Che laughed and cried.

Ge Mu was walking in the heavy rain, the fabric on his ankles fell off at some point, the bloodstains and muddy water along the way were indistinct, and small particles of sand and gravel took the opportunity to ruthlessly penetrate into Ge Mu's flesh.

When Ge Mu walked back to the army, an old man in sixties was waiting for him.