C18 Individual

When Luo Beiyao came over and threw the dough into the pot, Su Mu wanted to take a step back, but his legs seemed to stick to the ground and didn't move at all.

Su Mu's body stiffened slightly. He didn't say anything as his gaze finally met Luo Beiyao's cold and deep phoenix eyes.

Luo Beiyao stood side by side with Su Mu. He was tall and straight, almost half a head taller than Su Mu. He suddenly lowered his head and spoke intimately with someone.

Lu Shuangshuang awkwardly twisted her fingers. Why did she suddenly feel like she had lost a lot of weight?

She had nothing better to do if she continued to stay here. At the same time, it was inconvenient for her to interrupt him, so she silently left the kitchen.

Su Mu looked at Luo Beiyao indifferently. It was only when Luo Beiyao's warm breath touched his temple that a crack appeared on his calm face.

His face turned somewhat ugly, but his head was frozen on the spot, unable to even move sideways.

If this was before, Su Mu would not be so sensitive. After living in the military camp for so many years, his better comrades all grew up in the same pair of pants. They were already used to it.

This was nothing, but the important thing was that the other party was Luo Beiyao, a gay man with roots in the grass, not to mention that this gay man had not been straightened out by Wu Keke.

The corner of Luo Beiyao's mouth lifted slightly. His smile was as light as water, but there was a thousand feet of coldness in his eyes. "You've taken a fancy to Lu Shuangshuang?"

Su Mu, "..."

Did he ever say from beginning to end that he was interested in Lu Shuangshuang?

Luo Beiyao held onto the back of the other person's neck with one hand, forcing the latter to meet his gaze. With a smile that was not a smile, he mocked, "Didn't you want to take advantage of a large sum of money? Now that the apocalypse has broken out and all the money has been turned into a pile of scrap paper, only someone with great strength can be so rampant in the apocalypse. Do you want to consider changing a customer? What do you think about me? Can my strength compare to that of your former financial backer? "

Su Mu listened to his story expressionlessly, "And then?"

Luo Beiyao kept a close eye on the emotional changes on Su Mu's face. Looking at Su Mu's unmoved expression, he was slightly stunned, "What do you want?"

Su Mu said lightly, "I told you not to bother me anymore. Let's go our separate ways."

Luo Beiyao's hands didn't lose any strength. He suddenly and intimately bit the other party's earlobes. Sensing Su Mu's instantly stiff body, he recklessly licked it.

Su Mu wanted to hit someone. The veins on the back of his fair hands bulged, and there seemed to be an invisible force suppressing his control over his body. The moment he used his superpower to break through, his powerful spirit instantly crushed him.

Whether it was Adepts or Zombie, they both valued the difference in levels. Since he had suffered a backlash when forcefully breaking through the formation, there was nothing left to say.

However, Su Mu could sense that Luo Beiyao's ability wasn't simple. It shouldn't be just a simple lightning ability. After all, he had never seen a thunder-attribute power act so brazenly before.

Receiving the backlash from the power, Su Mu coughed forcefully a few times and a sweet taste flowed out from his throat. He frowned slightly and asked, "Can you be a little more normal?"

Luo Beiyao's actions froze, "What's wrong with me?"

Su Mu said lightly, "Please modify the place where you went off course. I am a man, so we will each have our own ways in the future. The past matters are all in the past now."

Pudding had something to say: Logic's gone.

This chapter only had a thousand words, so he might as well write a little more in the next chapter.