I can't cure this patient! [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 204 You Look Delicious

In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him changed from Linzhu's office to a bedroom.

Su Duan and the bed in front of him looked at each other silently for two seconds, it was clear that the sky was bright, but he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Originally, because of the little uneasiness in his heart, he really wanted to go back to the home where he lived with Linzhu, but when he got home, he felt a little awkward instead.

It's about this time, I don't know what to do... Su Duan walked over and completely opened the half-opened curtains, allowing bright light to shine in from the outside.

The bedroom is connected to a small open balcony with a few pots of green plants for decoration. Su Duan tore the curtains and pushed open the fully transparent balcony door. He walked to the guardrail and looked down at the scenery downstairs , very hesitant in a daze.

Except for a very small number of normal human beings in the Science and Propaganda Bureau, the rest are either celestial masters or ghosts. If any one is released, it will cause chaos, and the affairs of the bureau itself are to be included in the confidential files. This is a trouble, so in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, and for the safety of the people, the Science and Technology Propaganda Bureau was set up in a relatively sparsely populated suburb.

The staff family building next to it is not like the city center where every inch of land is expensive, with [-] or [-] floors. Most of the residential buildings are low, and still retain a bit of the ancient charm of the old city. The house in Linzhu is on the sixth floor. It is already the highest place in the whole district.

There are very few people in this community, and the faded green leaves are dyed with a layer of golden light by the mild sunlight. A bird with a white crown and black feathers fluttered down. He made an arc heavily, and the black eyes on his cheeks were black and shiny, making him look quite silly.

Su Duan felt a monstrous aura from it that was so faint that he couldn't perceive it unless he noticed it carefully. This should be a little monster with weak mana. He had just gathered a little aura, but he didn't have great ability or intelligence. Open, that is to say, it is more clever than ordinary birds.

When Su Duan first became a demon, he had been in such a weak state for a long time. Seeing such a small thing now, he couldn't help but feel a little kind.

The little bird tilted its head vigilantly, looked around, and suddenly seemed to sense something, raised its head, and its dark, beady eyes met Su Duan's.

Su Duan paused, and smiled kindly at it.

The little bird stared blankly at Su Duan's equally dark eyes for a few seconds before slowly accepting Su Duan's kindness. It moved shyly with its slender legs that looked extremely slender compared to its body. Twice, his fluffy chest puffed out again, his bright yellow beak opened slightly, and he said softly, "Chirp..." as if responding to Su Duan.

However, just halfway through the crisp bird song, there was a sudden change of tone, and the chubby body staggered on the branch, and swayed back and forth several times before stabilizing its figure.

It looked at Su Duan with obvious nervousness and fear, and the down feathers on its body exploded, turning into a ball, as if it saw something extremely terrifying, and flew away hastily.

Su stared blankly at the back of the fleeing figure, not knowing what happened.

Immediately, a familiar breath approached, his hot chest pressed against his back, and an arm stretched across his waist.

Su Duan gradually understood what was going on, squeezed Linzhu's muscular forearm, and whispered, "Why scare it? It's too small, it's not even fully enlightened..."

Linzhu's voice fell in his ears softly: "Don't scare it, it's too weak."

The man was too close, and whenever he spoke, his breath would be blown warmly into his ears. Su Duan's body was sensitive, and he couldn't stand the slightest teasing, but every time the man seemed to lean into his ear to talk on purpose.

Su Duan resisted the urge to reach out and rub his ears, thinking with fever, this person is not guilty at all...

Linzhu moved his arms, kneading his stomach through the thin clothes, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Su Duan shook his head, "I just had lunch at noon, um, I got off work early today..."

They left early almost as soon as they went to work in the afternoon, and it is still very early now.

The soft flesh around his waist was rubbed intolerable, Su Duan stretched out his hand and wanted to break Lin Zhu's hand away, but the man's strength was not something he could contend with, when he purposely hugged him, Su Duan resorted to sucking No amount of strength could shake it.

Instead, because he lowered his head, he was taken advantage of, his shoulders sank quickly, and a hairy head squeezed into the socket of his shoulder.

A few strands of hair clung to his neck, cold and itchy.

Su Duan took a light breath, helplessly let go of the strength in his hands, and gave up struggling, "What's wrong?"

However, the man who stretched out his hand like a heavy back spirit didn't answer his question, but suddenly squeezed his knee between his legs, inserted his long legs in, and his whole body was intimately and completely attached to him.

Su Duan gave a nasal "hmm" in surprise, and then felt a little overwhelmed by the current posture of the two of them, his breath became unsteady almost instantly, "...What, what are you doing?"

Different from the skinny Su Duan, Linzhu's whole body is covered with hard muscles, and the muscles on his thighs are tense when exerting force, so that they are squeezed between his legs arbitrarily, giving him a very distinct sense of existence.

Even the temperature on the legs was transmitted ambiguously through the clothes of the two of them.

Su Duan couldn't help but grasp the railing on the balcony, his palms were beaded with sweat, and he couldn't grasp tightly.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Linzhu was very different after returning from the underworld.

The feeling is especially strong at this time.

Usually Linzhu is very possessive, but never before has he shown such a strong aggressiveness from the beginning like this, as if trying to tear him apart and swallow him bit by bit.

Now his whole body is airtightly wrapped by Linzhu's unique aura, the aura of a beast is more intuitive than his expression, he is in it, and he can really feel how much that aura wants to find a gap so that it can invade to his body.

Linzhu still didn't answer, she rested her head in the hollow of his shoulder, and put her other hand in along the hem of his loose jacket.

Su Duan couldn't stand being rubbed on his stomach through his clothes. Being directly touched like this, his knees immediately lost strength and began to weaken. Fortunately, Lin Zhu's legs supported him, so he didn't slip down.

But—but it feels even weirder to be held up by something like this!

Su Duan's cheeks were flushed, and it took him a while to hum in a low voice: "Stop making trouble." He glanced at the bright sky outside, and felt even more embarrassed: "It's still bright..."

When he came back, he just wanted to spend some time alone with Linzhu, and didn't intend to prostitute himself in the daytime...

Having been a human being for so long, he more or less has a sense of shame that belongs to human beings.

Lin Zhu ignored him and hugged him even tighter, almost as if she was going to embed herself in her body, her hand had already groped for the place that kept rising and falling with her breathing, and pinched it lightly.

He didn't use strong hands, but Su Duan couldn't bear to be teased, so he shivered, and tears soon came out of his eyes.

Su Duan's eyes widened suddenly, his body froze instantly, his chest heaved even more violently after being pinched by someone, he took a deep breath, looked at the trees in the neighborhood, and spoke with difficulty, his voice was like It was as dull as it had been polished on sandpaper, begging him flatteringly as if it was about to cry: "No, don't be outside..."

I also forgot what I just thought in my heart that I didn't want to prostitution in the daytime.