Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
Daychi's Rage and Whuang's Pain!

"You're back?"

Whuang stared full of happiness at Daychi who was already standing firm with a powerful aura of existence. The man's gaze toward the face to the tip of his foot was so intense.

"They said you were sick?"

"Emm.. has healed." replied Whuang dazzling smile like never before. Daychi raised his eyebrows in astonishment and threw a glance at the silent-looking Zuan.

"A.you're home. Sergeant!"

"Hm. I have a lot of business here."

"Yes, why didn't you come home from last night?" muttered Whuang stepped closer to Daychi who looked so intense looking at everything.

"Are you all right?"

"You're worried about me?" asked Whuang still looked strange making Daychi even more clueless and somewhat horrified.

"What photos are you talking about?"

"Photo I.."

"My family's photos. Sergeant!" sambar Zuan decisively cut off Whuang's speech which was silently staring at the astonished and clueless Fang.

"For?"

"I want to introduce him to. Whuang!"

Daychi was silent as he looked at Whuang's beautiful face which was vehemently disapproving of making him believe that there was something hidden.

"Say honestly!"

"Sergeants! I really want to introduce you to.."

"Your photo is with a woman!"

Sambar Whuang made Zuan choked with his own breath. Why did you say that? you shouldn't have said that. Whuangs.

Daychi started thinking. He saw that something Zuan was holding looked like a sheet.

"Give me!"

"Sergeants! it's..."

"Give it. I also want to know who it is" Whuang said, seizing it from Zuan's paled hands.

"W..Whuang. you..."

"It!"

Whuang gave it to Daychi who immediately picked it up and at once Daychi gasped strongly.

"That's who?" asked Whuang curiously to see the look on Daychi's face that turned hard.The look of his eyes turned murderous still staring at the photo with a dark look.

"Where did you get it?" the voice turned cold looking clenched.

"From the little room in..."

Plakkkp...

They were wide-eyed when the hard slap hit Whuang's cheek which immediately staggered but immediately grabbed by Zuan who protected Whuang's head from the wall impact.

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO ENTER THAT PLACE!!!!"

Daychi's impact boomed with the look of an eye killing him out. It's a personal thing for him and nobody deserves to hold and look at this picture but him.

"S..Sergeant!"

The members who saw were very surprised with Fang who had paled to see the face of his Demon Sect had already reappeared.

"WHY DID YOU TOUCH HER?? YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THAT!!!"

Whuang was silent with a choked breath. A..What the hell's going on? why is he this angry?

"What else did you take there??" daychi's growl was flaming. Since long ago he was very guarding all these items but he did not receive a little privacy seen in the eyes of others.

"S..Sergeant!" they looked pityfully at Whuang who was only still hauled by Zuan who stared at the swollen and bruised cheeks and the corners of Whuang's torn lips.

"B..Flowers!" whuang replied not looking at the increasingly fiery Daychi. Flowers are one of the things that are very important to him even for years he is still taking care of.

"Where did you keep it?"

"Room!"

The members immediately rushed towards the floor of their room with Whuang's pushy gaze that still didn't understand why Daychi was this angry?!

"S.who is he?" tanya Whuang made Daychi's teeth snapper out loud

"Your old warmers. huh?"

"Shut up!!!" Daychi punching the wall nearby proved how hot the man's heart was.

"Sergeants!!"

Fang immediately stood in the middle as he saw the hostile conditions with Whuang that Zuan protected still trying to contain himself.

"Get me talk!"

"A..I'm right? hers...Your bed warmer."

"Curtain! don't equate him with you."

Whuang silently gripped her blazer firmly. His heart ached even so much but he just wanted to make it clear who the woman was and her place in Daychi's life.

"Your lover?" laboriously the sentence came out from Whuang's quivering lips that still covered her face with her long hair.

"Why indeed?"

"Well, do you love her?" his question again tried to stand up to Zuan's sturdy arm which he clutched holding the tightness in his chest.

Fang looked at Whuang who seemed to be trying hard, although reality would take away his soul.

"Who would want to know that?"

"S..Who?"

Whuang turned to look at Daychi with teary eyes and a miry smile that seemed to wrap up the disappointment. No matter how dizzy and painful the head was slapped, Whuang was more sick waiting for Daychi's answer.

"A..is she the woman you love?" Whuang looked at the eyes of Daychi's eagle that seemed to be overwhelmed by his emotions. Perhaps, the man was unaware that he had broken the heart of someone who had been waiting for him for a long time.

I beg. The ichi! j.don't say that word.

"Well!"

Duarr...

That one word left Whuang's body limp until Zuan returned to support him. Whuang's tears fell slowly with pain beginning to press against his chest.

"I love her so much! in fact, no woman can replace him, and what are you trying to do? you don't deserve to hold that thing at all."

"You..."

Whuang clenched Zuan's clenched arm wanting to avenge Daychi's punch earlier. The man's eyes looked so dark and Fang-pun just this time saw Zuan so.

"Let me reply!" muttered Zuan could no longer be patient but Whuang just quietly stepped closer to Daychi again holding every single rain on him.

"Say it again!" Whuang looked to strengthen her face with teary eyes. Tell her you love her and she's all you want.

"You still don't understand it." hiss Daychi immediately gripped Whuang's cheek which had been bruised making Zuan want to dart forward but Fang pulled her back leaving Daychi alone with Whuang.

"Hm. I LOVE HER SO MUCH!"

It hurts! why is this sick? I can't breathe normally.

Whuang was stabbed several times until finally the tears fell onto Daychi's fingers, which jolted at the wounds on Whuang's lips and jaw turning blue.

"K..You're..." Daychi took off his grip looking at the little smiling Whuang.

"It!"

Daychi gasped as Whuang offered the dried flower she had brought along with the photo, but he only reasoned that he could know everything.

"Get it!" Whuang was trying to breathe normally and the usual voice when she wanted to disappear from here.

"K..You .."

"Next time your room was guarded." Whuang muttered, holding everything back, giving it to Daychi's hand, who stared at his usual face.

"Don't equate you with him!" press Daychi with a different intent but Whuang knew it was just an insult.

Whuang only smiled then passed Daychi who stood silently and looked at his hand that had slapped the smooth face of the woman. He also talked about his past.

"A..Am I wrong?!" daychi's murmur clutched his own chest. Why does it hurt? he is right to punish someone who has been presumptuous to touch his.

Long Daychi pondered to himself until the members were already behind him.

"Not in his room. Sergeant!"

Daychi just silently looked at the dried flowers and turned to look at the direction Whuang went. he seemed to lose something he did not know.

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