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    Zhou Zhou’s whole body stiffened, and his breathing became erratic. He looked at the unfamiliar and stern face so close to him and said in a hoarse voice, “General, let me down. I can walk myself.”

    The splitting headache in his mind continued to stimulate his nerves. His eyes were red, and he really didn’t want to shed tears in front of this person.

    But his longing for Pei Yanlie overwhelmed everything. He struggled a few times to get down, his reddened eyes already glistening with tears.

    Pei Yanlie lowered his eyes, staring at the boy with tightly pursed lips and moist phoenix eyes. The violence in his heart gradually subsided. Although he wasn’t quite sure why he wanted to hold this person, his intuition told him that this person should be nestled in his arms.

    Besides, he was injured at this time, and he was crying. He was very pitiful, and it aroused pity.

    Pei Yanlie coldly swept his gaze over the braided Star Robber, who was pinned to the ground, his tone extremely cold. He ruthlessly ordered, “Beat him up and then drag him to jail.”

    It was the first time he had used torture for someone, and he still didn’t feel relieved. Holding Zhou Zhou, he walked over in a few steps, raised his foot, and kicked the braided Star Robber in the abdomen, then pressed down hard.

    The braided Star Robber howled in pain. Now that he had become a prisoner, death was inevitable. From the moment he became a Star Robber, he had anticipated his end.

    Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well drag this revered Federal Empire General down with him!

    He had a small bomb installed in his mouth, capable of blasting everyone within a five-meter radius into smithereens. Just as he was about to grit his teeth and activate the bomb device, Pei Yanlie saw through his plan. Although he was holding someone in his arms, his movements were not affected in the slightest. He drew his gun and fired in one smooth motion.

    Zhou Zhou only heard a “bang” at close range, his ears ringing. He stared unblinkingly at the Star Robber, who was bent over, holding his leg, and howling in pain. Before the other party could howl a few times, his jaw was dislocated by a Federal soldier beside him.

    Although the light was dim, Zhou Zhou still saw his constantly bleeding thigh. The next moment, his eyes were covered by a cool, slender hand, and then his face was forced into a chest filled with the fresh scent of pine.

    A very familiar scent, the unique scent of Pei Yanlie.

    Zhou Zhou stiffened and didn’t move. Pei Yanlie thought he was scared and, for the first time, comforted him softly, “Don’t be afraid, it’s okay.”

    The hand around his waist gradually tightened. Zhou Zhou didn’t say a word, repeatedly calling Pei Yanlie’s name in his mind.

    [Pei Yanlie, where are you?]

    [Pei Yanlie, I miss you so much.]

    [Pei Yanlie, have you come back?]

    Pei Yanlie frowned. This person actually knew his full name?

    Pei Yanlie, who had never revealed his real name in public, was stunned for a second.

    He carried the person into the military’s dedicated hovercar and wanted to put him down to sit aside. Zhou Zhou felt as if he was on a small boat, his mind very dizzy. He followed his instinct, greedily and reluctantly smelling the scent on Pei Yanlie’s body, and whispered in a hoarse voice, “Pei Yanlie, I love you.”

    Pei Yanlie raised his chin, saw that his eyes were closed and his overly rosy lips were constantly muttering, and asked in a low voice, “How do you know my name?”

    Zhou Zhou’s breathing became rapid, and his face visibly reddened. Pei Yanlie noticed his abnormality. The skin under his fingertips became scalding hot almost instantly.

    His pupils suddenly contracted, and he ordered the subordinate in front, “Go to the Federal Hospital.”

    “Yes!” The one in front was the handsome soldier, Su Wanxing. His face was tense, and he couldn’t help but look back at the two people hugging each other in the back.

    He cursed inwardly: Damn it! This boy is doing it on purpose! Deliberately seducing the General!

    “Su Wanxing.” Pei Yanlie warned, calling his name.

    Su Wanxing trembled all over, turned his head sharply, and apologized repeatedly.

    He gripped the handrail tightly and took a deep breath. The General was just temporarily confused and would never be interested in this boy.

    The General isn’t gay and would never like this boy.

    All sorts of thoughts raced through his mind, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

    On the way, Zhou Zhou’s consciousness drifted, and he kept calling Pei Yanlie’s name, his voice aggrieved and pitiful. All the tears on his face rubbed onto Pei Yanlie’s clothes, wetting his military uniform.

    Suddenly, he sat up, his hands like octopuses, hugging Pei Yanlie’s neck. His scalding face rubbed against Pei Yanlie’s neck, and his soft lips inevitably brushed against his cool skin.

    Zhou Zhou unconsciously moved closer to the cool skin, continuing to mutter, “Pei Yanlie, I love you, when will you come back?”

    Pei Yanlie’s whole body tightened from his actions. He held his breath, and a desire that even he didn’t recognize arose in his eyes.

    He wanted to pull the person off his body, but the other party seemed to sense his intention and hugged him even tighter, his long legs also tightening around his waist, “Pei Yanlie, when will you come back… hmm?”

    Zhou Zhou kept repeating this sentence, saying it several times, and finally couldn’t help but cry out. Pei Yanlie’s neck was streaked with scalding tears, and his already restless heart suddenly ached unbearably.

    He gently stroked Zhou Zhou’s back with one hand and said in a low voice, “Don’t cry, I’m back.”

    Zhou Zhou sniffed, raised his head, and stared blurrily at the unfamiliar and handsome face, saying aggrievedly, “You’re not Pei Yanlie.”

    The hand on his lower back suddenly tightened. Pei Yanlie lowered his eyes and stared at his wet eyes, saying in a hoarse voice, “Why do you say I’m not him?”

    His voice was low and dangerous, with a hint of jealousy that was hard to detect.

    Zhou Zhou blinked, and the handsome face in his vision became clearer. “He doesn’t look like you. You’re the General, he’s him, you’re not him… you’re not him…”

    After saying that, he struggled to leave. Pei Yanlie pursed his lips tightly, and the feeling of rage swept over him again. He reached out and pinched Zhou Zhou’s chin, forcing him to raise his head, “I am Pei Yanlie.”

    Zhou Zhou seemed to be a little awake and insisted on going against him, struggling even harder.

    Pei Yanlie’s eyes narrowed. He lowered the soundproof panel of the hovercar, blocking the sight of the two people in front.

    “Let go of me, you’re not Pei Yanlie.” Zhou Zhou supported his chest with both hands, trying to sit up. Pei Yanlie tightened his grip again, pressing him back down on his lap.

    “Don’t move, sit still.” Pei Yanlie reached out and touched his swollen face, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

    Zhou Zhou calmed down, sniffed, and said in a low voice, “Pei Yanlie has the scent of pine wood, why do you have it too?”

    His mind became unclear again. A heat wave made his head even more dizzy. He leaned on Pei Yanlie again, fondly rubbing against Pei Yanlie’s chest, inhaling the cold and pleasant scent on the other person’s body like a drug addict.

    Pei Yanlie knew that he was delirious from the high fever, and whatever he said at this time was half true and half false. He pressed the person tightly into his arms, and the inexplicable sense of satisfaction made him sigh softly.

    It felt like a recovery after a loss.

    His eyes deepened, and he lowered his head to carefully examine Zhou Zhou’s red face, his fingers unconsciously stroking Zhou Zhou’s red lips.

    The scorching breath sprayed out, scalding him and making him retract his fingers, but the next moment, he roughly rubbed Zhou Zhou’s soft and hot lips, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

    So soft, I want to kiss him.

    His Adam’s apple rolled slightly, forcing himself to look away, his fingers still lingering on Zhou Zhou’s lips, stroking them absentmindedly.

    Zhou Zhou was tickled by his actions. He pursed his lips and suddenly opened his mouth to bite his finger. His eyelids trembled violently a few times, and then he opened his reddened phoenix eyes again. He quietly looked at Pei Yanlie’s face, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

    Pei Yanlie’s breathing hitched. He slowly pulled out his finger. His tense abdomen felt like it was on fire, so hot that the veins on his forehead bulged.

    Zhou Zhou uncomfortably shifted his buttocks and closed his eyes again, leaning down. His mind couldn’t distinguish whether this person was General Pei or Pei Yanlie at all.

    So, the one below…

    [Is it Junior Brother Pei?]

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