MTL - Don’t Give You a Bite-v2 Chapter 26

Everyone played until late at night, and Chi Le was so sleepy that he wanted to get into the tent to sleep. Jian Cheng saw that everyone's playfulness had gradually stopped, so she clapped her hands suddenly, asked everyone to gather with their luggage, and then took everyone to the nearby hotel , and the same is true for other classes, who are led by the teaching assistants to the direction of the hotel.

"It's cold now, and it's impossible for everyone to camp outdoors." Jian Cheng walked ahead with a lamp, explaining as she walked, "Everyone's safety is the main premise, and the staff has already booked a hotel nearby. Everyone go to rest now and go back tomorrow."

Knowing that he didn't need to sleep in the tent, Chi Le breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt a little bit disappointed. He originally thought that he could have a heart-to-heart talk with his future daughter-in-law Yuexia tonight, but if they sleep together, some blushing situations will indeed happen...

Chi Le secretly glanced at Sheng Zhuo, patted his cheeks, told himself not to think about it, and followed Jian Cheng to continue walking.

Fang Younian was carrying a heavy luggage bag, and said dissatisfiedly, "Since we don't live in a tent, why do you ask us to set up a tent?"

Jian Cheng's business-like answer, "In order to exercise everyone's hands-on ability, and everyone also needs a place to rest during the day."

Fang Younian angrily snatched the hanging lamp from his hand, and took the lead to walk in front, illuminating everyone along the road. Jian Cheng curved her lips and smiled, and walked forward behind him.

The place where I live is a hot spring hotel, and everyone lives on the first floor.

Chi Le pushed the door with the number plate and walked into the room. Sheng Zhuo pressed the light behind him. The room was very big, and the terrace outside was a hot spring place. The light was on and the dripping water could be seen.

Chi Le changed into his slippers, walked over excitedly, and squatted by the hot spring pool to feel it. The temperature of the hot spring water was moderate, steaming from the surface, and the water was very clear.

Sheng Zhuo walked to his side, looked up at the surrounding environment, surrounded by high walls on three sides, the outside could not see the inside, and the privacy was not bad.

Chi Le looked up at Sheng Zhuo, with a smile on his face, "Do you want to soak in the hot spring?"

It was cold at night, they had already been freezing cold on the way back just now, it would be very comfortable to sleep after soaking in the hot spring.

Sheng Zhuo raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked down at him, "Are you sure you want to take a hot spring with me?"

"..." Chi Le's body froze. He originally only wanted Sheng Zhuo to make a bubble, but he didn't want to make it himself, but if he said this, it seemed that he was hiding some other thoughts.

The heat of the hot spring water spread to his chest through his fingertips, with a hot breath.

Chi Le shrank her fingers as if being scalded, and said vaguely: "I'll just ask casually, if you want to have a bath together, it's not impossible, but..."

"Okay." Sheng Zhuo agreed with a light tone of lips.

Chi Le looked up in shock, "???" Let's take a bath together?

Twenty minutes later, Chi Le took out the bathrobe from the cabinet and put it on, slowly opened the glass door, took off his shoes and walked towards the only hot spring pool in the yard.

Sheng Zhuo leaned against the edge of the pool with his upper body, eyes closed, and arms resting on the edge of the pool.

After glancing at it, Chi Le quickly looked away, stretched out his feet to test the temperature of the water, and then slowly sat down in the water.

Sheng Zhuo opened his eyes and looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Do you want to soak in the hot spring in your bathrobe?"

Chi Le paused, sat down with a dry smile, "I'm cold, I'll take it off later."

Sheng Zhuo looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and with a smile in his eyes, he gave a soft 'oh'.

Chi Le's ears were burning hot, and he always felt that his "oh" had a bit of meaning in it. He murmured to himself, wondering if Sheng Zhuo really took the nonsense he said after drunk that day.

If Sheng Zhuo took it seriously, he would know that he had always regarded him as his future wife, so would it be awkward for him to take a bath with him?

Chi Le thought for a while, and turned his back very consciously, leaving only a slender figure of Sheng Zhuo steaming in the heat.

There was a little smile on the corner of Sheng Zhuo's lips, and he asked knowingly: "What are you doing with your back?"

Chi Le glanced back at him, his eyes swept across his chest immersed in the water, the tips of his ears were reddish, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and continued to turn his back on him.

"I, I think the scenery here is beautiful, and I want to take a closer look."

Sheng Zhuo looked up at the snow-white wall opposite him, and couldn't help laughing, "What's there to see on this wall? There aren't even any flowers."

Chi Le coughed lightly, and stared at the opposite wall as if trying to find a hole, "...how artistic, look at this paint, some places are more and some places are less, and there is a crack in the wall over there, I think Very nice, hehe..."

Sheng Zhuo raised his hand and splashed some water on him, teasingly said: "Master Chi, is he here to soak in the hot spring or to face the wall?"

Chi Le's ears turned red and he didn't speak.

The night wind blew past, and the bathrobe on his body was wet and stuck to his body. It was colder than not wearing it, and he couldn't help shivering.

From Sheng Zhuo's point of view, he could see a small part of the back of his neck exposed, as well as the white and round earballs. He flinched slightly, like a small animal that exposed its weaknesses but didn't know it. As long as the hunter bites up from behind him, he can grab the back of his neck and easily control his life. At that time, there will be pitiful whimpers from his mouth.

Sheng Zhuo lowered his eyes and his voice became hoarse, "Take off the bathrobe."

Chi Le was feeling uncomfortable with the bathrobe sticking to his body, hesitating whether to take the bathrobe or not, when he heard his voice, his back tightened, and he quickly shook his head, "No need, I..."

There was the sound of splashing water behind him, Chi Le looked back, and saw that Sheng Zhuo had already got up from the water and went back to his room.

"Are you done soaking?"

"En." Sheng Zhuo replied without answering, and walked a little fast.

Looking at his back, Chi Le breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on his thin waist, watching a crystal drop of water roll from his waist into the waist of his trousers, his throat felt dry for a while, and he quickly withdrew it He lost his gaze and dared not look around.

He leaned stiffly in the hot spring pool, the hot water was steaming, his nose moved slightly, I don't know if it was his illusion, he seemed to smell a cool and cold smell, a bit like the pheromone smell of pine snow.

But it shouldn't be, he is a Beta, and Sheng Zhuo is also a Beta, Sheng Zhuo won't have pheromones on his body, and he can't smell pheromones either.

Chi Le shook his head, thinking that he was dizzy, and didn't think about it anymore, and the smell quickly dissipated in the wind.

He took off his bathrobe and soaked in the hot spring pool for an hour before returning to the house. Snowflakes fell outside the house at some point, and Sheng Zhuo absently flipped through the magazines on the bed without noticing.

Chi Le came over quietly, intentionally frightened him, and then mysteriously opened his palm, revealing the miniature snowman inside.

The little snowman was chubby and looked naive and cute. When it was placed in Chi Le's palm, the bottom had already melted a little, making Chi Le's palm turn red from the cold.

Sheng Zhuoqing couldn't help showing a smile, took the little snowman into his hands, and then gently rubbed Chi Le's palms, "Is it for me?"

"En!" Chi Le looked at him with bright eyes.

"Thank you." Sheng Zhuo's heart softened, and he raised his hand to rub his head, "I like it very much."

The corners of Chi Le's mouth turned up, and he gave a smirk, then turned and went to the bathroom to change out the soaked bathrobe. When he came out, the little snowman had already turned into a puddle of water, spreading in the palm of Sheng Zhuo.

Chi Le took out two paper towels and wiped Sheng Zhuo's hands, "You are too hot."

Sheng Zhuo twitched his fingers and hooked them, "How hot?"

The snow wetted their fingers, and the fingers hooked together in a slippery way, and the heat gradually rose at the place where they touched.

Chi Le inexplicably felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Where is it hot? Hot fingertips, hot cheeks, hot chest... Even though it's freezing outside, it's hot everywhere in the room.

"...It's hot in the room." Chi Le raised his hand and fanned his collar, he really felt that the room was very hot.

Sheng Zhuo still hooked his fingers, gently kneading his fingertips, "Lele."

"Um?"

Sheng Zhuo called again softly, "Thank you Lele."

Chi Le blushed, her ears were so soft from being called, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

Snowflakes were falling outside, and Fang Younian and Jian Cheng in the next room were arguing for some reason, and they kept arguing endlessly. In the corridor, a staff member pushed a cart and the wheels made a dull sound as they pressed against the wooden floor.

Chi Le looked at Sheng Zhuo, but could only hear the beating of his own heart, one after another, as if a deer had lost its way in his heart and bumped around.

It wasn't until Chi Le lay down on the bed that he realized that there was only a double bed in the room. He lay down on the bed with his hands and feet, and lay side by side with Sheng Zhuo, holding his breath nervously.

The snowman had already disappeared without a trace, but he felt that the heat of the snow melting on his and Sheng Zhuo's fingertips hadn't disappeared at all, and it was always with him.

In the silence, the mattress pressed down slightly, Sheng Zhuo turned over and looked at him sideways, "Do you need to touch your abdominal muscles this time?"

"!!" Chi Le hid half of his face under the quilt, and shook his head lightly, "No need..."

"If you want to touch me, I won't let you." Sheng Zhuo said with an irrepressible smile in his voice, "I only let little drunks touch me."

Chi Le couldn't help laughing, and suppressed his nose, "Who is the little drunk, with such a big face?"

"Master Chi." Sheng Zhuo turned his head upwards, put his arms casually on top of his head, and said with his lips curled up, "Haven't you heard of him? He's amazing. He's my front desk or my roommate."

Hearing his slightly proud tone, Chi Le had a bright smile on his face, hugging the quilt and laughing.

"What's good about him, tell me."

Sheng Zhuo dimmed the light at the bedside, put his hands on his eyes, and said softly: "He is good-looking, he is also a good person, he can carry things quickly, he can play basketball well, and he can make snowmen, the snowmen he made It's so beautiful..."

The light in front of Chi Le's eyes was blocked, and he closed his eyes subconsciously. Under Sheng Zhuo's gag, he gradually forgot the nervousness just now. He closed his eyes, and with Sheng Zhuo's deep voice, he leaned on the pillow and gradually fell asleep.

The night was getting dark, and Sheng Zhuo's voice stopped little by little. He slowly raised his hand, looked at Chi Le's closed eyes, smiled slightly, and gently stroked the tender skin of Chi Le's forehead with his fingertips. I closed my eyes.

Chi Le slept very soundly this time, and had no dreams all night. When he woke up in the morning, there was a thick layer of snow falling in the courtyard.

Chi Le opened his eyes, and saw Sheng Zhuo's face close at hand was slightly absent-minded. He looked at his handsome eyebrows, and reached out his hand to touch his brow bone in a strange way, and suddenly remembered the question Sheng Zhuo asked him when he was drunk that day— Why after he had that dream, his first reaction was not to change, but to accept?

Is there a possibility that he is not disgusted with this matter itself, and even somewhat happy?

Chi Le couldn't find the answer, all he knew was that just looking at Sheng Zhuo so innocently made him almost forget to think, something was slowly growing in his heart, gradually becoming hard to ignore.

Sheng Zhuo woke up, the snow outside the house had stopped, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, Chi Le stood in the snow, this time he built two big snowmen, the snowmen faced Sheng Zhuo's direction, one was wearing a scarf, the other was holding Holding a Samoyed made of snow, two snowmen stood side by side in the middle of the courtyard, while Chi Le stood in the sun, holding a small shovel in his hand, smiling brightly at him through the glass.

Sheng Zhuo stared at him fixedly, without moving his eyes for a long time, the ray of sunshine on Chi Le's body seemed to shine into his heart, making his whole heart bright and full of warmth.

They finished their breakfast in the house, after a while Jian Cheng knocked on the door and told everyone to gather downstairs.

Camping is over and they are going back.

Sheng Zhuo stood by the window watching the snowman, and was a little reluctant to leave, but it was a pity that the snowman could not be taken away.

Before leaving, Sheng Zhuo took a few photos of the snowman and saved them in his mobile phone. He smiled and looked up at Chi Le.

Although there is no way to take the snowman away, but fortunately the person who made the snowman can take it away.

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