Heroic Death System (Bl)

¹²°⁵

Wen Jingrong didn't get to know Shang Ke's address, so he directly took Shang Ke home.

"You will stay in this room in the future. I will ask someone to prepare for you your daily necessities." Wen Jingrong pointed to the guest room and said. He had originally intended for Shang Ke to stay in the master bedroom, but ultimately decided to give him some time to adapt first considering the two of their relationship now.

"Do you intend to keep me in captivity here?"

"Until I find out all of your information." Wen Jingrong has sent people to investigate Shang Ke's identity numerous times but all of them yield no results. Therefore, he doesn't dare to let go, worried that he would lose all traces of Shang Ke again. "If you're willing to tell me, it can save us much trouble."

Wen Jingrong's hawk-like gaze locked it's sight on the young man before him.

Shang Ke was hesitating whether he should tell Wen Jingrong that he was actually that evil pen. Would their relationship improve and would he be relieved of his predicament if he told Wen Jingrong? For a person who lived in the technological age, would this kind of supernatural matter be too absurd to believe?

Because of these concerns, Shang Ke kept silent.

Wen Jingrong's expression darkened. He walked towards Shang Ke and pulled him into his embrace. Lowering his head, Wen Jingrong murmured into Shang Ke's ear, "I don't wish to hurt you. I only wish that you can stay by my side and be my lover. I know that you are currently very confused as you do not understand why I would be so persistent for you who I have 'met for the first time'. But to me, we have already known each other for a long time."

Everything in his dream might just be a beautiful fantasy of his, but he was certain that he didn't get the wrong person. The young man in his embrace is the lover that he had been searching for.

The pain was so much it caused Shang Ke's whole body to tremble. However, Wen Jingrong misunderstood and thought that Shang Ke was afraid, so his expression couldn't help but turn gloomy. Wen Jingrong had tried his best to suppress his impatience and wished to slow his pace to woo Shang Ke patiently, but Shang Ke's reaction made him feel very irritable. He almost couldn't suppress the beast in him that was ready to make trouble.

Shang Ke saw a bunch of negative energy emerging from the man's body. Despite the purification by the blessing, Shang Ke still managed to absorb a part of it successfully. It's evident how strong Wen Jingrong's negative energy is right now.

After absorbing, the pain Shang Ke was feeling lessened significantly and his body felt more comfortable. After tasting the negative energy in reality, the negative energy in the dream was like plane porridge and side dish, tasting very tasteless.

A thought suddenly came to Shang Ke's mind. He will temporarily not tell the man his identity first so that he can produce negative energy continuously because he is unable to obtain what he wants. Although Shang Ke would have to suffer a little, he will be able to replenish himself with more delicious negative energy this way. Of course, it was on the premise that the speed of him replenishing his negative energy was faster than his speed in consuming it. Or else, he would still die.

In other words, the more ruthless he was rejecting and retaliating, the more abundant the negative energy he could absorb.

Shang Ke broke free from the man's embrace. Because of the pain, a layer of water covered his eyes. Shang Ke stared at Wen Jingrong seemingly in accusation as he thought in his heart: Dear, let's play an SM game of forcibly obtaining, abusive relationship and deep love okay?

Wen Jingrong who didn't know about Shang Ke's scheme was extremely provoked by the expression in Shang Ke's eyes. The negative energy on his body surged up like waves and it looked as if Wen Jingrong would pounce on Shang Ke and press him down any moment.