MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 97 someone

Xia Zhinian: "??"

What poisonous mosquito?

Xia Zhinian reacted for two seconds, before he could recover, two hands clasped up his waist and pulled back.

The back hit the boy.

Looking back, Yan Ci curled his lips, avoiding Yuen Long's hand gently and indifferently, and straightened his collar.

Yuen Long: "??"

"Can't touch it?"

Yuen Long's eyes sparkled, and he laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, I won't touch it, I just watched my back table get bitten by mosquitoes."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian was stunned, "There are no mosquitos—"

Ah no.

The young man suddenly thought of something.

On his shoulders and neck... were all hickeys made by Yan Ci, and even teeth marks.

"!!"

Xia Zhinian's earlobe turned red, and he raised his hand to pull up the collar.

"There are no mosquitoes? Then why is your neck so red?" Yuen Long wondered.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

This meow...

Xia Zhinian glanced at a certain large black-hearted mosquito, got a pleasant smile, snapped his head, and let out a small snort, "I remember wrongly, there are mosquitoes, there are mosquitoes, or black-hearted ones."

"I can still remember wrongly—"

Yuen Long was still asking, Xia Zhinian's ears warmed up, somewhat ashamed, and he quickly changed the subject, "I should also be an A student."

Yuen Long paused suddenly, his eyes widened in shock, "University A?! Fuck, in a year, you will go straight to University A from the bottom of the grade at the back table, okay!"

Seeing that his attention was diverted, Xia Zhinian heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.

Zou Ziqian grinned, "That's good, a school, we will go out for dinner together at that time."

"it is good."

Xia Zhinian responded, Chu Qingjian also hummed, and Yan Ci was naturally with Xia Zhinian.

Yuen Long looked left and right, his eyes widened, and he suddenly realized something, and said in a dismal voice, "Ah, you are all A majors, but I am not."

We always eat together in class, and suddenly we have to separate. The others are still in the same school, so he is the only one.

Yuen Long suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and his voice was dull, "There are a few people in the back row, you can still play together, I am the only one left behind."

Graduation ceremony, after graduation, it will be all over the world. The classmates who used to fight together, talk and laugh together, and get along day and night in a small classroom every day, it will be difficult to part and meet.

Everyone looked happy, but in fact, some people were crying quietly all the time.

Yuen Long didn't feel anything at first, but now he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Hey."

Zou Ziqian patted him, "You're almost done, University A is in this city, and it won't be long before you drive a car, so stop crying."

He smiled, and wiped his eyes shyly and weakly, "When you cry, I want to cry too, and when I cry, no one can coax you."

Yuen Long: "..."

Yuen Long glanced over from the corner of his eye and let out a yue.

Xia Zhinian said: "That area is all schools, you can apply for one that is closer, and come out to play."

Yuen Long calmed down, nodded and sighed.

"Hey Hey hey-"

"Can the students hear me?"

The voice of the host testing the microphone came from the front.

The students replied in a hurry and could hear them, and they all sat down. The lights in the hall dimmed, only the stage was clear.

The host said a paragraph, and asked the principal to come up to speak. The students below were not interested in the speech of the school leader, so they laughed and joked.

But in the next session, the host said in a clear voice: "Please come to the stage and give speeches—"

Two pairs of teachers on both sides of the stage walked up together and stood in several rows on the stage.

Xia Zhinian saw the round old Qin, who was not tall, standing quite in front of him, and smiled cheerfully.

The class teachers spoke one by one. Lao Qin held the microphone and subconsciously touched his pocket before speaking. It was bulging and contained some candies.

Realizing that the student was not in front of him, he took his hand back and smiled.

"I didn't expect it to be so fast. Three years passed in the blink of an eye."

He looked at the position of the students in the next class below, and a few students quietly wiped away their tears.

"Graduated, today should be the last time, the class is so full, everyone is wearing school uniforms, sitting and talking together."

Old Qin's eyes showed some reluctance, but he was relieved, "Although it's sad, it's actually a good thing."

"It means that you have grown up."

A few faint sobs came from below.

Lao Qin smiled, "Don't cry... Forget it, it's okay to cry. The teacher brought a lot of candy, and I'll share it with you later. You won't feel uncomfortable if you eat something sweet."

He continued: "When you grow up, you will have a wider world in the future."

"The nights you have spent, the questions you have studied, and the poems you have memorized will all become your accumulation, supporting you to go to higher places."

"The future is still waiting for you."

"The teacher wishes you, walk with the light, go to the future, and live up to the splendor of life."

"Class One, Senior Three, happy graduation."

Many people in the first class couldn't help crying. Yuen Long may have thought of the few people in the back row of the classroom, and he was the only one, sour and wiping his eyes.

Zou Ziqian sighed and patted him on the back.

Xia Zhinian looked around, her heart felt weak, and she pursed her lips slightly.

...this class, is really good.

His hand was suddenly held and pinched, Xia Zhinian turned around, and saw Yan Ci looking sideways, warm as jade, holding his hand.

Wrapped warmly, bringing a little ironing temperature.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's voice was soft and not loud, but it was clear and clear, and fell firmly into people's hearts.

"I will always be there, don't try to get rid of me."

Xia Zhinian smiled, his almond eyes were bent, his fingertips twitched, and he interlocked the ten fingers of that well-articulated hand, and the palms were pressed together.

The teacher left the stage after speaking, and the lower grades prepared a show to perform on stage. Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci sat at the side of the hall, and took him by the hand to get up and walk out.

There was no one in the corner, and the light was dim. The boy grabbed the boy's clothes around his waist, raised his head and kissed him on the lips, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Brother, then you should put me in prison, I am very attractive."

Yan Ci laughed softly. He leaned his back against the wall, held the back of the boy's neck, and leaned over to kiss the boy's lips.

"Mine, I can't run away."

The progress of the show was very fast. In the middle of the show, Xia Zhinian brought Yan Ci into the backstage.

The performances are basically prepared by the first and second graders. The third graders have to concentrate on the college entrance examination and have no time to rehearse. The school only puts an announcement on the school's official website after the college entrance examination, so that students who are willing after the college entrance examination can sign up to prepare for the show.

But because of time constraints, there are basically no high school seniors.

Xia Zhinian saw it at the time, and for some reason, his head twitched, and he and Yan Ci's names were reported.

The moderator's talk is over.

They are on stage.

In the middle of the stage is a piano on its side.

A round beam of light came down, the surroundings were dark, and only the two of them sat in the light.

The boy looks exquisite, the boy is noble and refined, sitting together is inexplicably harmonious.

It was like an invisible barrier, keeping the two of them alone.

Xia Zhinian smiled, raised his hand, and pressed down with his fingertips, and the Qing Yueqin sound flowed out.

Immediately after the boy next to him joined in, it was a perfect fusion.

They are putting the finishing touches on their high school life and leaving their final marks.

That is their passionate youth.

The audience was crying and laughing.

"Woooooo my eyes are blind, my blindness will definitely go on."

"I saved all the fanfiction, woohoo."

"This is really public, right? The whole school is public, ahhhhhh!"

A song was played very quickly, the two bowed slightly and looked at each other.

The light fell on them, Xia Zhinian looked at the handsome boy beside him, and smiled a little

, took his hand.

A scream erupted from below.

"Ah, ah, ah, holding hands! Holding hands!"

"Fuck, this is in front of the whole school!"

Yan Ci lowered his eyes to look at him, his eyes were dark, his palm was scratched lightly suddenly, and he saw the young man in front of him gesturing—

"Brother, this time it is completely public, we are tied together."

He smiled lightly, the corners of his lips curled up, and he held the boy's hand lightly and joyfully.

Boo la la shouting.

Yan Ci pulled the young man down the stage, Xia Zhinian obviously felt that his steps were a little bigger than normal.

Entering the backstage, there was no one in the locker room, Xia Zhinian was pulled in by a strong force, and arrived behind the door.

The light of the incandescent lamp was blocked, and the young man huddled in Yan Ci's shadow, looked up at the boy, and couldn't help laughing, "Why did you drag me here?"

The corners of Yan Ci's lips twitched, his voice was low, and he poked at people bluntly, "Because I want to kiss you."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

After all, Xia Zhinian couldn't be as naturally thick-skinned as black sesame glutinous rice balls, with a layer of color spreading out from the base of his ears, his eyes drifted, and he was pitiful, "Ah, then—"

"Can I kiss?"

Yan Ci's voice was low, with a smile.

The delicate and soft earlobe was pinched, and the warm and cool fingertips touched the hair to the earlobe, and rubbed it along the ear bone.

The young man trembled, his breathing was slightly chaotic, and he looked away, "You, you..."

If you want to kiss, just kiss, don't ask.

The rice cake dumpling started to turn red, and the smile on Yan Ci's lips became brighter. He leaned over slightly, pinched his chin and turned his head back.

With a gentle tone and in a slow manner, he asked again.

"Student Xia, can I kiss you?"

Student Xia: "..."

Classmate Xia's heart thumped twice, his whole body felt a little hot, his eyelashes trembled, and the familiar scent of shower gel filled his nose, transpired by his body temperature, becoming clearer.

His head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't help licking his lower lip, "Um..."

They are too close.

He wanted to lick his lips, but accidentally... licked Yan Ci.

Yan Ci's eyes darkened slightly, "Can I kiss you?"

Xia Zhinian's almond eyes were wide open, round and round, his heart was pounding, and he felt a little difficult to breathe, so he whispered—

"You can kiss."

"You can..."

Before the words fell, the remaining half of the sentence was blocked in his lips.

The lips were tightly covered, the tip of the tongue rubbed against the gap between the lips and the white teeth, easily invading the city.

Humid and hot.

Xia Zhinian's breathing was intermittent, and she was forced to raise her neck to bear the turbulent kiss that was completely different from the gentle questioning.

"Well, Yan..."

His heart was pounding, the sound was so loud that it seemed to be echoing in his ears, panting, he was pushed against the door, his body was a little weak, and he could not help but grab the corner of the boy's clothes.

His breath was completely taken over, he could barely speak, only a few words emerged from the gap.

"I... haven't, haven't finished."

Yan Ci kissed the seam of his lips, itching slightly, causing the young man to tremble, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said casually: "Then you say."

Xia Zhinian's mouth was still pressed against Yan Ci's, his breath was hot, one of his lips rubbed lightly, itchy, he blinked, his fingertips slightly curled up, holding back his shame.

"You, you next time... kiss me if you want, don't, don't ask me."

What are you asking? It's weird.

His heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't help but look away, not daring to look into those black eyes.

A low laugh came from the ear, and the boy's voice was hoarse and slow.

"But I like to ask, what should I do?"

After asking, the rice cake dumpling will turn red, with a light crimson color, making it hard to move your eyes away.

Xia Zhinian's ears burned, what is it like to ask, what's so good about it? !

He tried to be aggressive, but his body was hot and his voice was soft, "No, don't ask, if you ask, you won't let me kiss you."

"Good boy, so fierce

what. "

Yan Ci laughed, and fiddled with the young man's earlobe with his fingertips, "Don't let me kiss you, but didn't you let me kiss you just now?"

Xia Zhinian: "...just now was an exception."

"Then can I apply for more exceptions?"

Yan Ci's voice was contemptuous, with a little smile in the corner of his eyes, and he said it again, which was extremely provocative.

"Good boy, I like to ask."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Yan Ci kissed his lips and the tip of his nose, but he didn't kiss his lips, and smiled, "I like to ask, I want to ask, can I ask, huh?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian felt his whole face was sucked once.

The boy's breath was a little itchy, his body was tense, he couldn't bear it, he was defeated and compromised.

"...Then, you can ask."

Yan Ci laughed happily.

"Knock knock."

"!!"

The door panel behind him was knocked suddenly, and the shock passed through his body. The boy opened his round eyes suddenly and shivered.

"Why can't this door be opened, is there anyone inside?"

"Knock knock" knock twice.

Xia Zhinian's ears turned crimson in an instant, and he tried to stay away from the vibration on the door panel in a panic, and rubbed into Yan Ci's arms, his almond eyes were round, and he hummed.

"There are people outside."

Yan Ci stared at the rice cake dumpling in his arms, his eyes darkened, the corners of his lips raised, and he suddenly took him a step forward.

"?!!"

Xia Zhihou pressed his back against the door panel again, his heart pounded, his almond eyes rounded, and he lowered his voice, "What are you doing?!"

"Knock knock."

The young man trembled, his chin was raised, and the arrogant breath took over in an instant, his fingertips trembled.

The thin door panel is not good for sound insulation, and the people outside murmured to themselves in confusion, "It's strange, forget it, let's change to another room."

The people inside hugged each other tightly, their lips and tongues pressed together, and the air was scorching hot.

separated by a door.

Xia Zhinian listened to the movement outside, her heart was beating violently, she held back her muffled groan, her breath was messy, the end of her eyes was stained red, moist and soft, she was overly nervous, and was held by the arms around her waist so as not to slip down.

When the outsiders left, Yan Ci kissed the young man's moist lips, and apologized gently, "Good boy, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back before the kiss, I forgot to ask.

He smiled, "Baby, is it exciting?"