Thinking of this, Song Jinshi suddenly felt that he wasn’t so scared anymore.
It was just a zombie king, after all! He, Song Jinshi, would never back down!
“I’m not trying to avoid you! I just want to stay here!”
Song Jinshi stubbornly denied that he was afraid of him.
Song responded with interest, “Oh? Is that so? Then come over here.”
“Not a chance!”
Song Jinshi shrank back a little.
Then he felt that he seemed to be acting too timid, so he quickly made excuses for himself.
“The air is bad over there! It’s absolutely not because I’m afraid of you! Absolutely not!”
Song scoffed lightly, his patience completely worn out.
“Well then, if you don’t want to come over, I’ll help you a bit.”
With that, Song sat still.
Song Jinshi cautiously glanced around.
Help himself?
How?
Could it be that a zombie would suddenly pop out and push him over?
Or did he have some special ability to pull him over?
Could it be!
He has space abilities! He’s going to teleport me over!
Song Jinshi considered all sorts of strange possibilities, and looked at Song with an increasingly peculiar gaze.
Song easily saw through Song Jinshi’s little thoughts, his expression darkening slightly.
“Is your heart racing right now?”
Song Jinshi obediently nodded.
“Do you want to get closer to me, craving my comfort?”
Song Jinshi continued to nod.
Suddenly, Song smiled, his tone turning extremely indulgent.
“Then come to my side, baby. Don’t suppress your feelings. What you want, what you crave, come to me, and I’ll give it to you.”
After Song finished speaking, Song Jinshi felt an increasingly strong desire for the person in front of him.
All the cells in his body seemed to be clamoring to get closer to this person.
As if enchanted, his body slowly moved forward.
One step, two steps, until he stood before Song.
“Baby, sit.”
Song patted his own thigh, indicating for the charming person before him.
Song Jinshi obediently settled onto Song’s lap, leaning entirely against his chest.
He gazed dazedly at the person in front of him.
His hands climbed onto Song’s shoulders.
His lips instinctively leaned forward, searching for the thin lips not far away.
“Baby, tell me, what do you want?”
Song tempted the person in front of him to voice his desires.
“I want…”
Just as the words were about to spill out, his consciousness cleared slightly from embarrassment.
“Someone’s watching.”
His tone was soft and delicate.
Song, of course, could not escape such enticing temptation, his demeanor no longer distant and aloof.
“Baby, they can’t see us.”
From the moment he said those words, he had already shielded those researchers from view.
He wouldn’t let anyone see his precious person in such an alluring manner.
Upon hearing this, the slightly returning consciousness began to drift back into a haze.
He was completely under the control of his desires.
Yet Song did not give Song Jinshi what he wished.
He continued to press, “Baby, tell me, what do you want?”
Song Jinshi felt like he was about to go mad from being pressed by this man, tears brimming at the corners of his eyes.
“I want… you.”
Song, in a good mood, continued to ask, “What do you want from me?”
“Kiss me.”
The little white rabbit ultimately succumbed to the crafty big bad wolf’s demands and uttered the words he wanted to hear.
Song’s eyes darkened but his tone was filled with happiness, “Baby, I’ll grant you your wish.”
The man resembled a hungry wolf who had starved for too long, eagerly yet elegantly savoring his meal.
“Mm… it hurts…”
Song Jinshi spoke softly, girlishly.
The tears that had hung in the air finally fell, tracing down his face and leaving a tempting mark.
Song lowered his eyes, parting his lips as he slowly licked the tear stains on Song Jinshi’s face.
Again and again, making the entire scene seem exceedingly sensual.
After an undetermined amount of time, Song rasped, “Baby, stay by my side, okay?”
Song Jinshi didn’t quite hear what the man said and hazily agreed.
Song’s eyes narrowed in pleasure, “Baby, this is what you agreed to. If you can’t do it, just obediently wait for my punishment.”
Song spoke at length, but Song Jinshi only caught the phrase, “…punishment.”
He opened his eyes, looking pitifully as he whined, “Don’t punish me…”
Song gently caressed Song Jinshi’s smooth face, “Then you must be good, baby.”
Fearing that the man might punish him, Song Jinshi immediately nodded, “I was very good when I was little.”
While the two were sweetly intertwined, the audience in the live stream could not be pleased.
—”Wait, I have such a huge wife?!”
—”Why did I just go get a glass of water, and my wife suddenly disappeared?!”
—”That zombie king disappeared too!”
—”Too outrageous! Zombie king! You have three seconds to return my wife to me!”
—”What are Bai Mao Shizun and that researcher discussing? Hurry and show up! My wife has been kidnapped by someone with ill intentions!”
—”To clarify, that’s not a researcher, that’s our little sun, Bo Yanan, who was the first to clear the hell dungeon by himself.”
—”The first to clear was obviously our scoreboard god, okay? He’s been number one for ages!”
—”That ‘first’ hasn’t shown up in public for a long time; he might have already died in some corner! Our little sun, Bo Yanan, is the true number one!”