Bite Your Fingertips

Luo Jiaxuan dribbled the ball to Zhu Zhifei, patted it, and looked to the side of the court, "What is Lu Shen doing? There is such a big box of drinks under the steps, so why must I go to get the bottle behind the school flower? ?"

The sun was burning badly, he lifted the hem of the red jersey and rubbed the sweat on his face.

Zhu Zhifei gasped and fanned, "Maybe, that box of drinks is basking in the sun. Brother Lu dislikes it. The bottle behind the school flower is not tanned?"

"It makes sense!"

Luo Jiaxuan is 1.88 meters tall, has a strong physique, and speaks loudly. He moved a step next to Zhu Zhifei and controlled the volume of his voice. Let go."

Zhu Zhifei was surprised, "Brother Meng, what's wrong with you, why can't you let go?"

Luo Jiaxuan touched the sweat on his forehead, "Did you not listen to the girls in the class, the face of the school flower, it is estimated that the skin is so good when drinking dew and eating petals every day. I am worried that my ball accidentally smashed over and people drink dew and eat petals The results of many years have been smashed."

Zhu Zhifei: "..."

You think a lot.

They watched from a distance, Lu Shi finished a bottle of water and threw away the empty plastic bottle. Instead of going to the basketball court, he went in the opposite direction.

And Chu Yu stuffed the comic book on his knees into his schoolbag, then got up with the schoolbag and followed Lu Shi.

Luo Jiaxuan wondered, "Why is this, making an appointment?"

He was very impressed by the conflict between two people when they opened the journal.

Zhu Zhifei denied, "Impossible, and the relationship between Brother Lu and the schoolgirl is not that bad."

Anyhow, yesterday, Brother Lu personally brought the school flowers over and had a hot pot together.

Although the whole process is not very enthusiastic, it shouldn't reach the level of agreement, right?

Luo Jiaxuan took two shots of basketball, figured out the most likely reason, and said confidently, "They must have gone to the bathroom together!"

Looking at the backs of the two under the boulevard, Zhu Zhifei did not entangle again, "Maybe, come and play, play!"

"Yes, playing ball, I have to copy homework after playing, hurry up!"

Chu Yu originally planned to go to the Constant Temperature Botanical Garden, but there were basically no people there.

Although he was panicked with hunger before, Chu Yu was repressed by himself, barely able to bear it, and was still thinking about flipping through the comics.

But Lu Shi stood in front of him and said that he was going to feed him blood, and Chu Yu couldn't help it.

The sense of satisfaction and joy is as deep as it is in the bones. When thinking of the smell of Lu Shi’s blood, Chu Yu feels that he really can’t get around the teaching building and the sports field, and then go through the grove and walk so far. Road to the constant temperature botanical garden.

Lu Shi took people to the locker room of the indoor sports hall.

On the weekend, I haven't started to return to school. There are no people in the indoor sports hall. The door of the locker room is open, and the inside is quieter.

Chu Yu's eyes fell on Lu Shi and couldn't move away.

The dry itching in the throat even caused a tingling sensation, the blood flow accelerated, and the body was as hot as being framed on a fire.

Lu Shi stood by the sink in the corner, turned on the faucet, and lowered his head to wash his hands carefully.

Transparent water flows between the fingers.

Looking at Chu Yu from the mirror, Lu Shi lowered his eyes and closed the water valve.

He took a piece of paper, wiped the water clean, and asked Chu Yu, "Where do you want to bite?"

"Huh?" Chu Yu looked at Lu Shi in confusion, "Also, can I still choose?"

"Yeah." Lu Shi was patient.

Chu Yu chose the finger.

Whether it's the shoulders or the neck, it's too close.

He was not as familiar with Lu Shi yet.

The fingers are not the same, the fingers have enough controllable distance.

Holding the wrist when he landed, Chu Yu carefully put the opponent's finger into his mouth and held it with his teeth.

Lu Shi only washed his hands, a little cold.

Chu Yu bit down gently.

He found that his teeth were not the same type of teeth as before, and he didn't even need much effort to bite the skin of Lu Shi's fingers.

The familiar scent fills the tip of the nose.

After swallowing a few drops of blood, Chu Yu instinctively licked Lu Shi's fingertips, loosened his lips and teeth, and asked worriedly, "Does it really hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt."

Lu Shi retracted his hand.

At this time, a cell phone rang.

Lu Shi's.

Chu Yu was very conscious, "Then... I'll go out first? Do you want to wait for you?"

In the second half of the sentence, he originally asked politely, but Lu Shi took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID on the screen, and said, "Well, two minutes."

This is what he meant to wait.

Chu Yu went out from the locker room and closed the door thoughtfully.

When the door was closed, he heard Lu Shi's voice coming from inside, "What's the matter."

The tone of the voice was not the same as usual, it was like throwing ice cubes into a glass, making it cold.

Chu Yu waited outside the door.

There was a mirror to clean up his appearance at the door. He had nothing to do, so he simply stood in front of the mirror and looked at his face.

The eyelashes seem to be longer again. The skin seems to be better than before. Chu Yu grinned again and showed his neat white teeth, worried—I wonder if small tiger teeth will grow out. In the comic books, blood suckers, no matter what race, seem to have sharp teeth.

Thinking of a picture in the comics, Chu Yu raised his hand and bit on the tip of his thumb.

A drop of blood oozes out, and Chu Yu licks it cautiously.

My day, it's so bitter!

Chu Yu frowned, covering his mouth to find the faucet, trying to flush the bitter taste in his mouth. Looking left and right, remembering that the nearest faucet was in the dressing room, Chu Yu held the door, thinking that Lu Shi was answering the phone inside, and was embarrassed to knock on the door directly.

The soundproofing is not good enough, and there is a faint voice from Lu Shi talking on the phone, "...I don't want to come back for the time being."

Chu Yu quickly took a step back.

It became quiet inside, and after a while, the locker room door was pushed open from the inside.

Lu Shi stood at the door, his basketball uniform had been changed, his expression was cold, his eyes were dark, and Chu Yu was inexplicably horrified when he saw it.

It seems that in the two minutes before and after, Lu Shi's mood index dropped directly into the Mariana Trench.

Because of that call?

Seeing Chu Yu's appearance, Lu Shi spoke with a normal tone, "What's wrong?"

When Lu Shi asked, Chu Yu wrinkled his face and complained, "I'm so angry! I was a little curious just now. After tasting my own blood, I almost died on the spot without suffering!"

"It's bitter?"

"Yes, yes, super bitter, I have a shadow! How can there be such a bitter taste in the world!"

Chu Yu has been nurtured since childhood, afraid of pain and tiredness. He took medicine when he was a child and never opened his mouth without icing. An injection can make your eyes red from crying, and when you go out, you are always picked up by the car.

He has been good-looking since he was a child, and his pitiful appearance can easily make people feel soft.

"still you-"

Chu Yu said two words and stopped suddenly.

He found that Lu Shi was looking at him.

"Um, you...Lu Shi, are you okay?"

He wanted to say, you seem to be sad.

"Ok."

Lu Shi took a step back and called Chu Yu, "Come in."

"Ah good."

Chu Yu entered the dressing room again and closed the door smoothly.

Then he saw that Lu Shi was leaning back against the rows of brick-red paint lockers, raising his hands, one by one, slowly unbuttoning his white shirt.

Until the collarbone and shoulders are exposed.

Seeing Chu Yu standing on the spot, Lu Shi's voice was very soft, "Didn't it mean that his mouth is very bitter."

Chu Yu didn't move.

Lu Shi raised his eyes, "What, don't you?"

This look gave Chu Yu a kind of feeling. If he really refused, saying that he didn't want to be hungry or not, Lu Shi would cry in the next second.

Of course, this must be his illusion, how could social brother cry?

Chu Yu took two steps forward, stopped in front of Lu Shi, and slowly leaned over.

In the first three blood-sucking, Chu Yu was panicked because of hunger, and didn't care about other things.

This time, when the back of his wristband landed and his lips were one inch above Lu Shi's collarbone, he realized that Lu Shi was very thin, and there was a clean smell on his body that he didn't know how to describe.

He licked his skin lightly, then followed instinct and bit down.

When the blood overflowed, Chu Yu realized that Lu Shi's whole body trembled slightly.

The sweet blood awakened all taste buds and nerve endings. Chu Yu was worried that Lu would hurt when he sucked it in a hurry, so he restrained swallowing.

Lu Shi leaned back against the locker, and a slight tingling and itching came from his shoulder.

The surroundings were quiet, and Chu Yu's breathing was slightly rapid.

He stared at the floating dust in the beam of light shining through the window, remembering that Lu Shaochu had just asked him on the phone, why didn't he go home.

Home?

Lu Shi sneered at the corners of his lips.

Feeling relieved by the hands climbing on his back, Lu Shi took Chu Yu's waist with his hand, and held the weakened person. "Enough?"

Chu Yu loosened his lips and teeth, his eyes were red, "Well, that's enough, so full."

He found that he had sucked a lot of blood, and the whole person was like soaking in warm water, and his limbs were soft and weak.

Lu Shi's left hand, wearing a black wristband, lifted Chu Yu's chin, and used his thumb to carefully wipe away the blood stains on Chu Yu's lips.