MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 61 connivance
Xia Zhinian's expression was dumbfounded, the soft and fluffy hair on the top of his head was swaying, making his almond eyes even more dazed.
The boy in front of him had dark eyes, with an inauthentic smile, and his eyes were so deep that they could trap people inside, unable to move.
Xia Zhinian's heart tightened, he felt like a cat biting the back of the neck, motionless, for a moment, he bent his eyes and smiled.
"Yan Ci, are you awake, you won't."
"Is it?"
Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled casually, and stared at the young man with a hint of aggression looming in his eyes.
wrong.
…He can.
Of course he will.
The campus network forum is very lively.
The popularity of the hot posts and the humanities surged, and the inspiration of the authors of the same humanities broke out, and 3,000 words were updated overnight, and the post rushed to the front page again.
[Main building]: The school grass and the former little pervert have a secret love affair. A love that is not expected by others is so sweet! [Familiarity]
[Landlord]: Today's update is sugar!
In physical education class, Xia Zhinian went out to play with all the classmates in the class. The original owner used to be withdrawn and out of gregariousness, but the one who passed through was lively and cheerful, and quickly became one with the classmates.
The sun was shining brightly, under the blue sky, the tall basketball hoop was painted with dark blue paint, and there was a red slip-through net under the ball frame, which was gently shaken by the basketball falling in at high speed.
In!
He scored!
Xia Zhinian was very pleasantly surprised. Looking back, he found the gentle boy who was waiting patiently at the edge of the court. The two looked at each other and looked at Wannian.
"Hey Xia Zhinian, where are you going?"
"Stop playing?"
"Where is this going?"
Someone next to him called him, Xia Zhinian didn't hear anything clearly, he ran towards the sidelines with a smile, and threw himself into Yan Ci's arms.
"Yan Ci, I scored a goal!"
Yan Ci took half a step back due to his violent speed, and stroked Xia Zhinian's head, "Well, it's great."
Yan Ci looked at his sweetheart tenderly, and handed over a bottle of water, "Thirsty, drink some water."
Xia Zhinian hummed and hugged Yan Ci coquettishly, "Open it for me, my hand hurts."
Yan Ci doted on him in every possible way, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
[Little Pride]: Fuck, it's a bit **** and sweet, Modo Modo!
[CP banner, I will fight]: Ahhh, the host was there on the day of the activity class, I was in the same class and I came first, they really hugged each other!
[Banana Yogurt]: Huh, I saw it too, Xia Zhinian looked at Xiaoxiao curled up in the school grass's arms! The picture is absolutely perfect, super fragrant and super delicious!
[Blind CP is real! 】: The host should have had contact with Xia Zhinian's school grass, but although they always stay together, they are not so tired.
[Blind fans here]: Humanistic creations, exaggerate appropriately, maybe they are even more crooked in places we can't see!
[Time-limited Rhapsody]: There is a saying, they live next door to each other, and I often see them sharing dormitories.
【Blind eyes smell good】: Oh **** ho **** ho ho.
[Landlord]: There is such a thing? ! Then I'll make it up!
[Landlord]: New content.
Xia Zhinian snorted, blushing a little ashamed and happy, "It sounds nice, you didn't listen to me."
Yan Ci has always been gentle and considerate, and he was a little puzzled when he heard this, "When did I stop listening to you?"
"You didn't listen to me last night!"
Xia Zhinian's face was flushed, and she looked very attractive. She lowered her head in embarrassment, "I said it's too hot to sleep in my arms, and there is no air conditioner in the bedroom. If you want to go back to my own room, you just won't let me go."
"It even bit my mouth and swelled up. It hurts so much. What if the teacher finds out."
Yan Ci smiled softly, and held his waist considerately, "Is it hot? I didn't pay attention. It's just right for me to hold Wen Wen Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan. If you are hot, I will ask someone to install an air conditioner. Bit you... I will try to be careful next time. "
Xia Zhinian shook his head, "Forget it, everyone doesn't have it, it's so strange that we settled down."
Yan Ci waved his hand, "Then everything will be fine."
[CP Banner I'll Resist]: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
[Blindness is real]: Ah, dear! kiss him!
[Banana Yogurt]: Calm down upstairs.
[New World New CP]: One thing to say, the dormitory is quite hot at night recently.
[No time to learn computer]: They are really tired every day, if they are really together, will they install the air conditioner for us? Cheeky Prayer.jpg
[Great Cafe]: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin Nothing else? !
[Open the window to see you]: Go back to the computer guy, goodbye, fellow humanities, don't rise to the level of a real person, the host, Modo Modo!
[Season 3]: But yesterday Yan Shao held his mobile phone and wanted to show Xia Zhinian fanfiction, but Xia Zhinian refused very firmly╥﹏╥
[Mao Jin]: Yes, Xia Zhinian is still trying to report the same humanities 〒▽〒
[New CP Super Fragrance]: If I don't listen, I won't listen! Blindness is real!
[Hope it's real]: They are real! That's it!
The heat wave on the forum has nothing to do with the humanities protagonist himself, who is drowsy right now facing a few inscriptions.
In the afternoon, I went swimming again. Xia Zhinian's ink marks stayed at the step of soaking in water for a long time, and he didn't progress to swim at all, and he didn't even hold his breath.
The coach brought him a life buoy and asked him to float and kick in the water at a slightly higher water level. Not to mention the effort, his legs cramped again.
Right now I'm so sleepy I just want to sleep.
Tomorrow is the quiz, Yan Ci looked at the young man sitting on the stool, seeing the young man holding a pen and tapping his head, his eyes almost closed completely.
"baji"
one time.
The boy lost control of his body and smashed his head straight on the table.
Xia Zhinian barely opened his eyes, before he could recover, his forehead was suddenly supported by a warm palm, and it fell into the palm of the person, without hitting the table.
His eyelashes trembled and closed again.
"Good boy."
Yan Ci smiled, resting his head in one hand, his voice was very soft, with a bit of gentleness, quiet and steady in the night, "So sleepy."
Xia Zhinian managed to listen to a few words, groaned, and struggled to open his eyes. The folds of his eyelids were deep, and his eyes became rounder. He took a deep breath, and said in an erratic voice, "I'm not sleepy, I'm not sleepy."
Tomorrow's quiz, if I want to go back and continue to sit at the same table as Yan Ci, I have to advance by 200, I still have to... learn more, and put on a show.
The young man tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to hold the pen tightly, but his whole body became weak from sleepiness, and the pen fell to the ground directly, and he stretched out his hand staggeringly.
Yan Ci looked at him like a kitten that hadn't woken up, with a smile on his face, he put his arms around the boy's waist, and hugged him easily.
Xia Zhinian snorted, getting used to being hugged and extremely sleepy, her whole body limp and crooked.
The boy in his arms shook as if he had no bones, he was half asleep and half awake, his body temperature was also high, and he was hugging warmly.
Yan Ci turned him around, sat sideways on his lap, pulled him into his arms, and patted his shoulder reassuringly, "Sleep if you're sleepy."
"Hmm..." Xia Zhinian leaned his head on his shoulder, his voice soft and waxy, "But I haven't finished writing, the score is so high..."
"I'll help you write."
It was inconvenient for Yan Ci to pick up things while holding someone in his arms, so he found another pen, "Good boy, you already know how to do it, and you have learned it, and you are also working **** tutoring. It is normal to advance two hundred places, so you don't need to practice anymore."
"Hmm..." the young man snorted.
Yan Ci raised the corners of his lips slightly, touched his head, held the young man in his arms, and finished writing the remaining assault exercises that he was thinking about
The night outside was hazy, and a daylight-colored eye-protecting desk lamp was lit in the dormitory, and the light was slightly warm.
The boy sat in Qingjun's arms and fell asleep, breathing steadily, his slender eyelashes drooping. Yan Ci wrote the question with a pen in one hand, and wrapped his arms around the boy's body with the other, holding his wrist, rubbing his thumb against the raised wrist bone.
After finishing it, he gently picked up the boy, stuffed him into the bed, and hugged him a little.
In July and August, it is officially midsummer. Xia Zhinian is a person who is afraid of the cold but not the heat. He is a little too hot to hug like this, and he is like pushing with his eyes closed.
Yan Ci smiled, and suddenly remembered the fan-humanities update he saw in the afternoon, picked up his phone and typed a few words.
Exam time flies by quickly.
Xia Zhinian finished the question pattern that Yan Ci drew for him, and made up the rest. After finishing the compilation, he lay down on the table, and the two days passed easily, heaving a sigh of relief.
"Ah, ah, the exam is over! Let's eat and go!"
In the classroom, Yuen Long and his party are going crazy in front of the classroom.
Zou Ziqian took the pen that could only talk, and looked around at the things that were on guard at the door. He turned into an undercover policeman, and said in a deep voice with the pen, "Hello?"
"Call the descendants of the Yuan Dynasty, call the descendants of the Yuan Dynasty, no enemy situation is found, no enemy situation is found, what is the situation at the back door?"
Yuen Long held another pen and looked further away in the other direction at a corner.
"There is no enemy situation, there is no enemy situation, call Da Zou Qianqiu thousands of generations of descendants, call Da Zou Qianqiu thousands of generations descendants, the latest intelligence information, most people agree to eat hot pot at night, and the hot pot starts."
"received!"
The class laughed, "I seem to see two fools?"
"Who is the enemy? Old Qin?"
"Didn't Lao Qin know that we were having dinner? He called him, but he didn't go."
"Hahaha what is the enemy situation? The enemy situation may be two normal brains. The sand sculpture is most afraid of that thing."
"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha!"
"My mind says I'm still afraid of them, hahahahaha!"
Xia Zhinian was full of sleep in the examination room, watching them laugh, it felt like sand sculpture children had so much fun.
Zou Ziqian came back from undercover, just in time to see the front table putting things for the exam into the table hole, "Front table, are you sure there are two hundred people?"
"Yes." Xia Zhinian was modest.
I hope I don't take too high a test.
Zou Ziqian clicked his tongue, lamenting that it was not easy for the two at the same table to reunite, so he patted the shoulder innocently to comfort him, and said with a Sichuan-Chongqing accent: "The test scores are not important, let's go to dinner, and make an appointment for a super spicy hot pot~"
"go!"
Xia Zhinian did not hesitate.
Zou Ziqian laughed loudly, "I found the fan-humanities written really interesting. Your personality at the front desk has indeed changed a lot."
I never participated in class activities when I first came here, but now I don’t say anything else, at least eating.
Someone called, Xia Zhinian must go, without any hesitation.
"It must have been influenced by our kind and enthusiastic classmates."
Zou Ziqian chanted, clenched his fist affectionately, "Ah, how can this class be so happy, it must be because of my old Zou!"
Xia Zhinian: "..."
Good guy, what personality change is the big one?
What is written in the fanfiction?
But he saw that Zou Ziqian didn't take it seriously, and he didn't care.
I originally planned to go to eat after the exam, but I don’t know if it was an appointment. Ten or so people suddenly had something to do and couldn’t go. It happened to be a weekend, so I postponed the hot pot for a day.
Before Xia Zhinian had a severe attack because of Yan Ci and had a surprise exam, he lived in the school almost all the time during this time.
Back to Xia's house.
Jiang Yuan was obviously happy, and pulled him to ask questions, "Niannian, it's still early, do you have anything to eat, mom asked auntie to make it now."
Xia Zhinian bent his eyes and smiled, "I can do it."
"Hey, think about it, you can just say one."
Xia Zhinian hadn't eaten delicious food a few times before, and touched his ears.
"How about that, crayfish? Is that okay?"
"crayfish?"
Jiang Yuan smiled, "Yes, of course, I like to eat this every year? What kind of flavor do you want?"
Xia Zhinian's eyes lit up, "Spicy!"
Jiang Yuan hurriedly asked her aunt to do it, then turned her head and said to her youngest son, "Let's go play for a while first, or go up to see your elder brother. I was rear-ended in the afternoon, and I was scared to death."
"Follow-up?"
Xia Zhinian paused, his eyes widened, "Brother, are you alright?!"
"People are fine, but it's scary, and we must pay attention to safety after every year."
Xia Zhinian ran up to look, went to the door of the eldest brother's bedroom, and knocked on the door.
"Enter."
He pushed the door open, leaned his body and poked his head out, his eyes round and round, "Brother, I heard from my mother..."
"Yeah." Xia Wenhan said calmly, sitting on the small sofa, "Come in, don't stand at the door."
Xia Zhinian blinked, smiled, and came in obediently.
It was the first time for him to enter the eldest brother's room. It was a suite. The bedroom also had a study room. It was relatively large and the layout was neat and monotonous, but it was not cold.
On the antique shelves on the table are also put together metal ship models, robot toys and the like.
You can see the epitome of the process of growing up here.
Xia Zhinian was slightly shocked and praised.
Xia Wenhan rarely smiled, "Why are you surprised, what do you think my room looks like?"
"I thought it would be gray, white and black, with nothing inside." Xia Zhinian smiled shyly.
Brother Xia looks like a standard domineering president.
"That's a hotel."
Xia Wenhan looked at Naiguaibaiguai's younger brother, thinking of his previous doubts, he calmly motioned him to sit down.
"Every year."
He pondered for a moment, and then asked, "You've been much happier than before. Is there anything happy about you, or someone who is happy?"
Xia Zhinian's fingertips clenched slightly, a little white.
Since thinking about it, when this period of time is the last indulgence, he usually doesn't think too much, deliberately clears his head and smiles a little.
"It's nothing, just... take it easy."
Xia Wenhan was thinking about the four butterfly-shaped moles.
When my younger brother came back, he obviously didn't remember it, and they didn't mention it. The long-forgotten memory has no trigger point, so he can really remember it.
"Every year."
Xia Wenhan stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, Xia Zhinian shrank subconsciously, and after a while of reaction, he stretched out his hand again, with round almond eyes, he called him softly.
"…elder brother?
Xia Wenhan looked at his obedient younger brother, pursed his lips, his long and narrow eyes were ambiguous, withdrew his hand, and handed over a card, "Pocket money, take it to spend."
"Thank you brother."
It's already past nine o'clock in the evening.
Lying on the bed, Xia Zhinian always felt that the bed was a bit empty and ridiculously big.
He has been sleeping with Yan Ci almost all this time.
Tuan tossed and turned under the covers, feeling a little awkward about doing anything. Xia Zhinian pouted, picked up the phone, and clicked on Yan Ci's page.
He and Yan Ci hardly chatted on the phone, and the interface was empty.
I don't know what Yan Ci is doing now.
He hesitated for a while, wondering if he should send a message to ask.
It seems that he is a little clingy.
"Ding ding ding ding—"
"!"
The phone suddenly rang and made noise, Xia Zhinian was startled, his eyes widened a little, and he realized it was a video call.
The caller clearly marked—
YC.
Yan Ci called suddenly as if he knew what he wanted, Xia Zhinian smiled, hesitated for a while, and still connected.
A face as clear as jade appeared in the small screen frame.
"Good boy."
The familiar clear voice.
The corners of Xia Zhinian's lips curled up, a little happy for no reason, turned over and lay on the bed, leaning the phone against the pillow, "Huh?"
Yan Ci looked at his pajamas and chuckled, "Going to sleep?"
"not yet."
Xia Zhinian talked to Yan Ci through the screen for the first time, and it felt a little weird, his almond eyes were round, "Where are you?"
He was already lying on the bed, but Yan Ci was wearing a neat suit, and the background light was a little dark.
Yan Cisan bent his lower lip, and smiled slightly, "At Wei's house, Mr. Wei won the land with great pride, showing off with great fanfare."
Xia Zhinian snorted, keenly aware that Yan Ci seemed...a little unhappy.
Although the expression did not change, there was a layer of gloom.
"...Yan Ci."
The black sesame glutinous rice **** obviously have an average relationship with Yan Jiawei's family, Xia Zhinian didn't know what to say, and didn't poke at other people's private affairs, "Then you—"
"Good boy."
Yan Ci's voice was caught off guard, very soft.
"Two days on the weekend are long."
"I can't wait...to meet you."
Xia Zhinian: "?!"
Xia Zhinian's eyes were wide open, he pinched the phone unconsciously with his fingertips, his heart contracted, he stuttered, and his voice was soft, "You, you...had another attack?"
Yan Ci looked at the young man, brushed his fingertips across the screen, and the raging greed and desire spread in his heart, he chuckled lightly, his voice low.
"No."
...Didn't you say this kind of weird thing?
The boy's eyes became rounder and rounder, glowing with warm amber light, and his eyelashes fluttered up and down restlessly.
Yan Ci stirred up the young man's emotions and smiled gently.
"We will have dinner in class tomorrow, boy, come out earlier."
"what?"
"Take you to play."
Play?
Have fun!
Xia Zhinian's amber eyes were clear, she nodded, "Okay, okay."
Yan Ci smiled.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Ci went inside, and the magnificent decoration was like a palace.
Mr. Wei, Yan Shiwei and two other families sat at the table, seemingly speaking enthusiastically.
Mr. Wei sighed, "When the Wei family went downhill, I almost exhausted all my hard work, and now I have come to the end of all hardships."
"Yes." Yan Shiwei echoed, guessing how high the Wei family could climb when they turned over, thought for a while, pulled the emotion card, and sighed, "Unfortunately, Yinyin didn't see this good time."
Yan Ci's mother was named Wei Yin.
Both sides are human beings. When Mr. Wei heard the name, he guessed the Yan family's intentions, and said, "Maybe Yinyin is protecting our Wei family in the sky."
"Yo, it's okay."
Yan Shiwei's younger brother, Yan Ci's younger uncle, Yan Shixiao sneered, "Is it true that if you don't mention it, no one will know?"
"My sister-in-law died so badly back then, if she really has a spirit in heaven, I'm afraid I'll curse your Wei family to go to hell."
"Xiao Xiao!" Yan Shiwei stopped him in a cold voice.
The faces of the Wei family members changed, and they were a little ugly. Mr. Wei sighed deeply, full of regret, "When Yinyin was kidnapped, the kidnappers opened their mouths. It's okay to ask for money, but they want our previous land."
"The situation of the Wei family at that time, I think Lai Yinyin can understand it."
Yan Shixiao was dazed, "How can a dead person understand that?"
Mr. Wei: "..."
"Crack!"
There was a crisp loud noise.
Mr. Wei's expression was heavy and a little scary, and he dropped his cup with a flick of his hand.
"Yan Shiwei, that's how you disciplined your younger brother. Back then, the entire Yan family relied on the Wei family. How dare a junior talk to me like that."
Yan Shiwei scolded Yan Shixiao with a serious face, one or two of the scenes seemed to be acting, it was extremely funny.
Yan Ci raised his eyebrows, with a dark and cold look hidden in his eyes, he casually turned on the phone and looked at the location on the phone.
After Yan Shiwei taught the lesson, he turned his head and said to Old Master Wei: "Yinyin didn't catch up with the good time, but fortunately Xiaoci is young, maybe, let Xiaoci go over and practice."
coming.
That's the point of today.
Yan Shiwei planned to use his name to get a share of the Wei family's pie.
Yan Ci pulled the corners of his lips into a half-smile.
Soon, soon.
Xia Zhinian went out the next day, there was a little rain in the sky, and it was dripping wet. It was inconvenient to go outside, so Yan Ci took Xia Zhinian to the video game city.
The blaring music boomed.
Xia Zhinian's eyes were shining brightly, looking around, she was curious about everything.
Yan Ci smiled, "Haven't you been here?"
"what?"
The drum music was too loud, Xia Zhinian moved closer, raised his voice, and smiled excitedly, "Yan Ci, what are you talking about?"
He had never been to this kind of place before, there were so many people and the air was not well circulated, he was prone to asthma when he came in.
The young man's eyebrows were curved, he was very happy, and the corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up.
Xia Zhinian's eyes were round, and his waist was pulled a little. The boy nearby leaned over, his voice was very low, deep and very pleasant in the background of the loud music.
"Do you know how to play?"
"I do not know!"
Xia Zhinian smiled, his eyes bent into crescents, his heart beat faster due to the music, and he breathed the light scent of shower gel from the boy nearby, "How do you play?"
Yan Ci thought of teaching him how to ride a bicycle, clicked his tongue lightly, touched his head, and said in a low voice, "Do you want me to teach you?
"...Good boy."
Yan Ci was not in a hurry, he slid his hand down his head, and stroked the back of his neck, "Think about it yourself, how can I teach you."
Xia Zhinian: "??"
The skin on the back of his neck was delicate, and Xia Zhinian felt itchy when touched by his fingertips, shrinking his neck, his almond eyes were clear, he smiled, "Brother teach me."
"Who taught you?" Yan Ci asked repeatedly.
"..."
The black sesame glutinous rice **** can't be thinking about the time of cycling.
"Yan Ci, you."
Xia Zhinian touched his nose, there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and the corners of his lips were curled.
"...brother." He said softly.
The sound is so thin that it is almost inaudible mixed with the music.
But Yan Ci heard it clearly.
Heyue smiled, patted his hairy head, changed the game currency, found a machine to put it in, and played with him.
Xia Zhinian hadn't played this game before, but he was very good at the game, he picked it up very quickly, and the joy of playing it took off in no time.
"Hey, at the same table, you are here too."
A surprised female voice suddenly sounded.
Xia Zhinian didn't pay attention, she was patted on the shoulder, and turned around to look.
He could barely accept the contact through the clothes, and he was a little familiar after being at the same table for a while. Looking back, Ye Baike, Zhao Jinjin, and Yang Jing were all there.
Ye Baike smiled, "I thought it was going to be a dinner party anyway, so it's not bad to come out to play early, so do you and the monitor."
Xia Zhinian's shoulder was suddenly pressed down, and a hand was put on the place where it was touched just now.
He looked back, Yan Ci's expression was flickering, his eyes were slightly cold, but the smile on his lips became warmer, and he put his hand on his shoulder.
It seems to want to completely replace the cover just to the touch.
Press firmly.
Xia Zhinian: "..."
Xia Zhi was old, so he let him press it, and said "yes" to Ye Baike, "Yanci asked me to come out to play."
Ye Baike smiled brightly, "Since we met, let's play together. I think you play well at the same table."
Xia Zhinian paused, "Well..."
Two arms were clasped up at the waist, Xia Zhinian hadn't reacted yet, he suddenly took half a step back, pressed his back against the hard and warm chest, opened his eyes wide, and his fingertips trembled.
There was a low voice in the ear, a soft snort, and the warm breath passed by.
"Good boy, you're very welcome."
Xia Zhinian: "...?"
What a mess.
Yan Ci clasped the young man in his arms, his possessiveness was clear and obvious, he looked at the girl across from him, his black eyes looked into her eyes, easily seeing through the unspoken thoughts, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"We have our own arrangements, so we won't be together anymore."
Ye Baike looked at the hands on the waist of the tablemate, paused for a moment, and smiled, "You two have a really good relationship, no wonder the forum is so broken."
Yan Ci clicked his tongue lightly.
The rice cake dumpling was coveted, and the place that was tightly shrouded in possessiveness was touched, and it appeared indistinctly, the corners of the mouth were raised, the eyes were raised coldly, and a slight smile was bent.
"Is there anything else?"
Ye Baike was taken aback for a moment, stared indifferently by those dark eyes, and an indescribable chill permeated her whole body for a moment.
The corners of the squad leader's lips, which are usually warm and moist, are still slightly curved, but his eyes seem to be pressing down on a beast, guarding the treasure in his arms, not allowing anyone to covet it.
Ye Baike shivered in panic, her eyes were a little dazed.
The gentle and polite monitor, the well-known school grass, why does it seem...somewhat different.
She felt a little cold for no reason, until the sight staring at her disappeared, she suddenly came back to her senses, held her breath lightly, and looked ahead.
Xia Zhinian: "..."
Xia Zhinian put his palm on Yan Ci's wrist, dawdling twice, but the words were addressed to Ye Baike, and smiled politely at him, "Let's go over there, you guys have fun."
The black sesame glutinous rice **** are also too possessive.
Xia Zhinian glanced back, looked at the black sesame glutinous rice balls, and blinked.
"Yan Ci, let's go, I still want to play."
Yan Ci looked down at the white and tender rice cake dumplings, with a cool smile on his face, the dark eyes receded slightly, he patted his head, and turned away with someone.
It was raining outside, and Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci played video games all afternoon, but after all, they couldn't always play one kind of game, and the two groups ran into each other from time to time.
It was as if Yan Ci's hand had grown on him, and he held on to his wrist throughout the whole process.
Xia Zhinian: "..."
Xia Zhinian has a slightly big head and a flat mouth.
Forget it, love Lala.
We eat hot pot in the afternoon. There are many people, and the hot pot lasts for a long time. The time set in the class is a little earlier than the normal meal time.
However, there are still many people in the hot pot restaurant, and the aroma is overflowing.
This time it was a pure Sichuan style hot pot restaurant, there was no mandarin duck clear soup, as soon as Xia Zhinian came in, he saw a large layer of red pepper in the pot next to him, with a surprised expression and sniffed.
...Aw, it smells so good!
Xia Zhinian's eyes suddenly lit up, Yan Ci looked at him, then followed his gaze, went out for a while when the vegetables and meat were slowly being served, and came back after a while.
There were a lot of them, and they asked for a large private room. A group of people formed a circle, each with a small pot. Before the pot was boiled, the private room was boiling hot.
"Fuck, I heard that the school is being renovated, I don't know what to do."
"It won't affect our make-up classes."
"Ah, fuck, stop talking. I feel like I didn't do well in the quiz. I'm afraid my mother will beat me to death if I get a good result."
"Front table."
Zou Ziqian, who was a few places away, looked over with a smile, "You came with Yan Shen?"
Xia Zhinian: "..."
This classmate, why are you so gossip.
Xia Zhinian poked his clothes with his fingertips and smiled, "We came out at noon and went to the video game city."
Although the black sesame glutinous rice **** are sticky, he is still very happy to play.
"Oh, **** ho ho, let's go out and play." Zou Ziqian smiled wretchedly.
Xia Zhinian: "..."
Have you been fooled by fanfiction recently?
Ha, as expected, the same humanities are extremely scary.
The young man squinted his mouth and sat obediently waiting for the soup to boil. His hair was suddenly touched, and a cup of pure white milk appeared in front of him without warning.
Yan Ci came in from the outside, stood beside him, holding a cup, and said in a gentle voice, "Drink it, or your stomach will hurt after eating."
It just so happens that rice cake dumplings have been cramping recently.
A little bit of kindness rang out from the surroundings, and Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, his fingertips curled up, his eyes curved into crescents, and his voice was soft, and he whispered thanks.
He reached out to take it, but someone pulled back the cup.
Looking up, Yan Ci was standing nearby, looking down with a careless expression.
"The cup is hot, I'll just hold it."
The milk was at the right temperature, but the glass was hot just out of the sterilizer.
…maybe not that high either.
Yan Ci raised his hand and lightly touched the cup to the young man's lips.
"Oh oh oh ow ow ow."
"Shhhhhh."
There were people all around, Xia Zhinian raised his chin, his eyes looked rounder, looking at Yan Ci, he felt a bit of possessiveness hidden deep inside.
…he did it on purpose.
Xia Zhinian's face was a little hot, he stretched out his hand to tug on his sleeve, and called him softly, "Yan Ci."
Yan Ci bent his lips lightly, and his voice was light and slow, only the two of them could hear, and said in a low voice, "Shy? Then let me block it for you."
He moved slightly and stood in front of the boy, blocking most of his sight.
"Ahh... I can't see it."
"Knock it well! It smells so good!"
Rushing and talking, Xia Zhinian's ears uncontrollably dizzy, feeling the cup wall pressing against her lips, and the temperature is slightly higher.
…not hot.
His heart beat a little faster, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened his mouth slightly. Yan Ci gently smiled, holding the back of the boy's head lightly with one hand, and slowly feeding the milk, he could vaguely see the red tongue between the boy's lips.
They were intimate in the crowded box.
Xia Zhinian sipped and drank very slowly, his hands clenched the hem of his clothes tightly, his whole body was inexplicably hot, and his ears were filled with beating heartbeats.
The thumping sound was deafening.
Yuanrun Xingyan opened his eyes and looked at Yan Ci. The cleanliness and purity inside were almost seductive, making people desire to destroy and ravage their lives.
Yan Ci smiled lightly, removed the bottomed cup, pressed his fingertips on his soft lips, and wiped off the remaining liquid, revealing the original bright red color.
"Good boy."
