The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

Yan Ci didn't let go, holding the rice cake dumpling in his arms, he looked over coolly, a little upset, Xia Wenhan didn't have a good expression either.

The atmosphere is slightly condensed.

Xia Zhinian looked left and right, his eyes were wide open, he flopped and stood on the edge of the bed with one leg, blinked, and his voice was soft, "I, I'm hungry, I want to eat, is there anyone with me?"

"Brother will accompany you."

Xia Wenhan made a sound.

Xia Zhinian smiled, but suddenly his waist tightened, and his eyes raised without warning.

Behind him, Yan Ci grabbed his waist, mentioned it calmly, hugged him directly, and said with a gentle temperament: "Let's go, have supper."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Wenhan: "..."

Xia Wenhan: "!!"

Depend on.

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There was a bit of commotion on their side. Jiang Yuan and Xia Hongyu got up one after another because they had something on their minds at night and were not asleep.

Seeing the three people sitting in a row in the living room, Jiang Yuan smiled gently.

"It just so happens that I don't eat mooncakes on Mid-Autumn Festival every year. Today I asked someone to make some and send them over. I planned to eat them tomorrow, so I'll take them out now."

Xia Zhinian is sitting on the sofa, Yan Ci on the left, Xia Wenhan on the right, sandwiched in the middle like a quail, with round almond eyes, looking left and right, smacking his lips, sitting upright like a child.

But after a while, his eyes were drawn away by the food.

The light honey-colored moon cakes are cut into small pieces, and the different fillings are clearly visible. They are placed on a porcelain white plate, looking attractive.

It was just an excuse that Xia Zhinian was hungry, but when he saw the food, he could eat it if he wasn't hungry, but before taking it, he was suddenly stopped by Brother Xia.

"etc."

Xia Wenhan said, looking at him with long and narrow eyes, "What kind of moon cakes do you like to eat?"

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Why ask this?

Xia Zhinian was a little dazed, the fur on the top of his head twitched, and he pursed his lips slightly, "I haven't eaten it, but I feel... lotus seed paste with egg yolk?"

Jiang Yuan asked in confusion, "Why haven't you eaten?"

"...Yeah." Xia Zhinian hesitated for a while, thinking that the words had basically been spread out, so he said the truth, "I'm allergic."

"…allergy?"

Jiang Yuan frowned, "Was that body before? Allergic to lotus paste? Or allergic to egg yolk."

"... allergic to wheat." Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, "It's also allergic asthma."

Wheat allergy? !

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened in surprise. Domestic pasta accounts for a large part of the catering industry. If you are allergic to wheat, there are basically few things you can eat.

Xia Wenhan put a piece of lotus paste and egg yolk in his hand, Xia Zhinian quickly rolled his eyes and smiled, "Thank you."

When he took a bite, there was a little bit of salty aroma, which neutralized the sweetness, and it was not greasy, and it was full of faint aroma after one bite.

…tasty!

Xia Zhinian's eyes lit up, and he took another bite.

"Every year."

Xia Wenhan looked at him, and tried his best to soften his cold voice, "My younger brother liked to eat lotus paste and egg yolk mooncakes when he was young."

Xia Zhinian paused.

"I also checked the original Niannian's information, he likes Wuren, and besides..."

Xia Wenhan continued, "During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he liked to eat cakes. When people asked why, he said he didn't remember the reason, but he was just used to it since childhood."

"You know more information than us, is there any reason in it?"

Xia Zhinian: "...cake?"

He hesitated for a moment, "I'm not sure, but..."

"But what?"

Yan Ci interjected, "However, the body in that world before each year, had a birthday on the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jiang Yuan frowned, and sighed, "Sure enough, it's changed, and we haven't noticed it all the time. But every year..."

She paused, looked at her younger son's side face, and said in a rough voice, "Did you choose this day for the car accident because of your birthday?"

Choose a day that is more meaningful to you?

Yan Ci quietly looked at the young man beside him.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

All eyes looked over, Xia Zhinian swallowed hard, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

This is really not true. In the fanfiction he read, the original owner died in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But for things like transmigrating books, he wasn't sure if others could accept that his world was a book, so he didn't say anything, taking it as acquiescing.

Yan Ci's gaze next to him was firmly attached to him, which was meaningful, Xia Zhinian rubbed his nose and smiled sarcastically.

A deep voice sounded nearby, and Yan Ci asked him, "Any other allergens?"

Jiang Yuanxia asked Han Xia Hongyu Qi Shuashua looked over.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Why does this have a feeling of asking the bottom line and asking a clean question.

But he has always kept his affairs to the bottom, and few people ask him. Suddenly being asked a series of questions... It's a bit awkward.

"There are a lot of allergens."

Xia Wenhan frowned, "What do you mean by quite a lot?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Do you want to ask so detailed?

Yan Ci looked at the young man, stroked the hair on the top of his head, and said in a low voice, "I can see part of it, you can't eat hot pot, barbecue, mala tang, spicy food, ice cream, sugar, seafood or seafood. It's too detailed."

"...so much."

Jiang Yuan's heart twitched, her eyes were slightly red.

This is already the most that ordinary people can eat and most people love to eat.

But I can't eat it every year.

... He was obviously such a greedy child when he was a child.

Jiang Yuan turned her face to the side and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Xia Wenhan frowned, his heart sank, he stuffed a piece of mooncake into his younger brother's hand, and turned his head to look at Yan Ci, "You knew that there was a change in this body."

"Yeah." Yan Ci nodded frankly, "I know it's been a while."

So when he came out of the hospital and heard the "not Xia Zhinian" letter, he took his brother away and hid him for ten days.

Xia Wenhan looked at him coldly, feeling a little complicated.

In any case, he just didn't like Yan Ci.

Xia Zhinian ate quickly, Xia Wenhan handed him a glass of water and asked, "What other allergens are there?"

Xia Zhinian took a sip, his voice was very soft, and he touched his nose, "There are a lot of messes, I haven't counted them, besides food and drink, there are also pollen, cold air, cat hair, antibiotics and so on."

Yan Ci's eyes darkened, and he squeezed the boy's palms together, "Are you allergic to allergy medicine?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"Oh, yes, there is."

Anyway, there are quite a lot of types.

Jiang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, looked over with distressed eyes, went to the kitchen to find some other food, brought them together, and said softly, "These taste good, eat more every year."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian wanted to say that he couldn't eat so much in one meal, but looking at Jiang Yuan's sad eyes, he pursed his lips and thanked him in a low voice.

The young man ate deliciously, and the members of the Xia family sighed and looked at each other.

Life in that world is bitter, and people who come here suddenly can eat and drink. Normal people definitely want to stay, rather than stubbornly wanting to go back at all costs. This is human nature.

But Niannian wanted to return everything here to the original owner.

There are still problems here.

Yan Ci estimated the amount, "Okay, it's too late, I can't digest too much, now go back to sleep."

Xia Wenhan: "??"

Then Xia Wenhan saw that his younger brother obediently swallowed the last bite, stood up, followed Yan Ci and jumped twice like his tail, and was picked up by Yan Ci and carried into the guest bedroom.

Xia Wenhan: "...!"

Tsk.

If they found out earlier, it wouldn't be the turn of this Yan to sneak in.

To put it bluntly, they themselves did not do well.

Xia Wenhan clenched his fingers for a moment.

Xia Zhinian followed Yan Ci back to the room, washed again, and got back into the quilt. The quilt in this room was a bit thick, and he was sweating from the heat the next morning.

The boy dazedly grabbed a set of pajamas and jumped into the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Yan Ci woke up earlier, picked up the boy with his buttocks in his arms, and asked gently, "Want to go to the bathroom?"

"…Ok?"

Xia Zhinian's body was very hot, feeling sticky, he snorted, his almond eyes were clean and pure, "I want to take a bath."

In the past few days, he usually simply wipes it off, and if he doesn't wash it again, he feels that it will stink.

Yan Ci clicked his tongue lightly, "No, you have too many wounds on your body."

Leaving aside the one on the left side of the waist, there are other bits and pieces of broken glass, some of which are not fully grown and cannot touch the water.

The young man grumbled, "Wash, wash, I'm going to stink."

The young man was determined to wash, Yan Ci glanced at him, carried him into the bathroom, put him on a small bench, found a soft stool for his legs, locked the door casually, turned around, and walked over step by step.

Xia Zhinian was more awake, watched Yan Ci lock the door, opened his eyes wide, stammered twice, softly, "Yan, Yan Ci, what are you... doing?"

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curved, "I don't want to take a bath."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"I, I, I wash it myself!" Xia Zhinian's heart pounded twice, his eyes rolled, and he tried to stand up and push the boy out.

But he is not as strong as Yan Ci himself, and he is still limping on one leg, so he is easily pushed back on the bench by the boy.

The neckline of the collar was slightly cool, and the fingertips passed by, bringing a tingling itchiness, and the buttons were undone one by one.

"!"

Xia Zhinian tensed up for a moment, the bases of his ears turned red, his body was stiff, he lowered his head, and watched helplessly as those well-knit hands rested on the buttons, slowly opening them one by one, revealing the fair skin underneath and some bad things. scars.

"Yan Ci..."

All the way down, his ears were a little red, he raised his hand to press Yan Ci's wrist, pushed it out, and said softly, "I, I can just wash it myself, you go out."

"Hah."

There was a slight sound, with a little crisp bell ringing lightly.

The back of Xia Zhinian's hand was slapped away, and the bell on his wrist shook a few times, the sound was very clear in the closed bathroom.

A cool breeze blew in front of him, and the roots of his ears became hotter and hotter.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up a little, and he asked gently, "Shy?"

The chin was pinched, and a little force came, and the boy was forced to raise his head, and his heart tightened when he met the gaze of the boy who was leaning over.

Yan Ci said with a smile, "Don't look shy, look at me."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's ears turned even more crimson, and he blinked.

Yan Ci took off the boy's shirt, carefully looked at the gauze wrapped around his waist, and there were some medical bandages on the wounds.

The young man is slender, but the wounds all over his body look a bit abrupt. He wet the towel with warm water, held it against it with his fingers, and wiped it along the uninjured area.

The surface of the skin was itchy, and the boy shivered suddenly, his face was very red and hot.

Yan Ci chuckled, his voice a little low, "My dear boy, you are so sensitive."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ah ah ah ah black sesame glutinous rice balls, you are enough!

Xia Zhinian's face was burning hot, and he sat stiffly and motionless. After Yan Ci finished wiping, he quickly grabbed his clothes and put them on.

In the evening, the choice between the two was interrupted by Big Brother Xia, Yan Ci didn't ask any more questions, and Xia Zhinian didn't answer, but he was very sticky to him.

Vaguely like a silent answer.

Xia Zhinian had cultivated for nearly a month, and Xia Wenhan would tell him some things about his childhood from time to time.

The boy listened, obviously feeling nothing.

But they took turns to speak up, and the more times they spoke, the more or less it started to work.

At any rate, I don't have anything to think about going back now.

The holiday ended on October 1st, and Xia Zhinian was finally sent back to class. The cut on his waist healed a lot, and the other small wounds were healed up, except that the plaster cast on his leg hadn't been removed yet.

On Monday, Xia Wenhan wanted to come and take his younger brother to school, but he had a meeting this morning and couldn't push it away, so he asked the driver to come.

Xia Zhinian got out of the car, looked at the school gate after a long absence, and took a deep breath, feeling as if she had passed away. Yan Ci stood aside, stretching out his arms towards the young man as if there was no one else around.

The boy's eyes were bent, and he took a step forward with one leg. He was picked up by someone holding his butt, and turned around to go to the school.

Just after the National Day holiday, there were people coming and going at the gate of the school, and waves of students walked in. The two people hugging were really eye-catching, and looking at their faces, they were even more eye-catching.

Instantly attracted a lot of attention.

"Holy shit, shit, shit? Who are those two sisters? There are still people with such good looks in No. 3 Middle School?!"

"That's right, I've been in school for a month, why haven't I seen it before?!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Someone couldn't help covering their mouths and screaming crazily, their eyes glistening, "Yan Shen! Xia Zhinian!"

"Sisters, be happy! Blind CP is back!"

"Fuckfuckfuck? Where is it?!"

"Ah, I see, I see!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"The fanfiction I'm chasing can be restored and updated again."

Xia Zhinian heard a little movement, but it was too noisy to hear the content clearly, so he looked over there.

There was a sudden scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Yan Ci let out a soft snort, pressed the young man further into his arms, and turned his head to look at the source of the voice, "No."

There was another scream.

Xia Zhinian couldn't hold back his laughter, his eyes rolled up, "Those people look like freshmen in high school."

"I won't give it to anyone with a high grade." Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian laughed twice.

In fact, plaster casts usually go with crutches, but when Yan Ci brought him back from the hospital, he didn't prepare crutches. After Brother Xia got them, Yan Ci basically didn't let him use them, and he hugged him all day without letting go.

Entering the teaching building and going up the stairs, it was the time for school in the morning, there were many people in the corridor, and the eyes of the excited people fell on me more clearly.

The young man was a little embarrassed, patted Yan Ci, and called him in a low voice, "Yan Ci, let me go, I will dance by myself."

"obedient."

Yan Ci's eyebrows were clear, his voice was steady, and he walked steadily while holding him, "Be honest."

Entering the classroom and entering through the back door, Yuen Long was about to go to the back cubicle to get water. Just as he turned around, he was caught off guard by seeing two familiar handsome faces that he hadn't seen in January.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Zou Ziqian stayed up all night making up his homework, and when he was about to fall asleep, he woke up in shock, terrified, "Yuen Long! Are you crazy?!"

Yuen Long ignored him and stared at Aba, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, who is this? Who is this?!"

"Back table! God Yan!"

Yuen Long's eyes lit up, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo are you finally here, I thought you guys were going to repeat a grade."

Zou Ziqian: "?!"

who? !

The people who came to the class heard the voice and quickly turned their heads. When they saw the two people in the back row, their eyes lit up instantly.

"I'm back, my CP! Yan Shen! Xia Zhinian! Are you all right after the car accident!"

"Xia Zhinian has a plaster cast."

"Oh, my little cutie is so pitiful."

"It's nothing serious, is it?"

"No, the fracture alone shouldn't be able to take a month's leave. Could it be that the car accident still hurts something?"

The news that outsiders got was Xia Zhinian's accidental car accident. The detailed content, such as where the scene of the car accident was, what car was on the other side, and who was there, were all erased without leaking any information.

The class became noisy in an instant, you asked me one sentence at a time, the movement was noisy and lively, and it seemed like a frying pan had exploded.

Xia Zhinian's heart was warm and warm, he smiled with his almond eyes, and smiled to Yuen Long in front of him: "I think too much, I didn't repeat the grade."

Zou Ziqian supported his sleepy body and brain to wake up completely, covered his mouth and wept softly, "Wuuuu, my former deskmate, I don't think your foot will be crippled."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian laughed and scolded, "Go away."

From time to time, someone opened the back door and came in. The two extra people in the last row were very conspicuous. When someone came, they would yell in amazement, and when someone came, they would groan in surprise, making a lot of noise.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he was in a good mood.

Chu Qingjian pushed the door open and came in. When she saw them, she was also surprised, "You're back?"

"Brother Chu."

Xia Zhinian looked at him and said hello.

Chu Qingjian glanced at him and Yan Ci, nodded, "My mother wanted to take me to your house, but there was no one there."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

That's right, they all live in Yan Ci's villa.

The cooking aunts have passed.

Xia Zhinian touched his nose and smiled.

The corridors outside are full of people coming and going, and from time to time there are a few people who stand up and look at the back door windows, smiling excitedly.

The scene is lively, Xia Zhinian likes this kind of excitement, bright almond eyes are always bent.

Yan Ci glanced outside the door, and vaguely heard a few people whispering provocatively, and glanced over there, the corners of his lips were habitually hooked, but his eyes were dark, with no clear meaning.

The rice cake dumpling was talking to someone, half leaning out, laughing, like a bird with wings.

It looks like it can fly away at any time.

Originally living in the villa, although there were a little more people, the rice cake dumplings couldn't get out, so he temporarily suppressed his emotions about the car accident, but suddenly he went to an open and unenclosed area outside.

Yan Ci looked at the young man, his eyes were dim, and he felt a faint sense of emptiness floating in his heart.

He didn't watch the prison before, and let the rice cake dumpling run away after leaving for a while. If he is not careful now, there will be another car accident or accident...

Xia Zhinian's almond eyes were clean and clear, and he just got up and was about to jump out.

The wrist was suddenly held firmly, and a deep voice sounded.

"Where to?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian glanced at Yan Ci, stared at his dark eyes, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"I'll take you."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

"No, it's all on the first floor, I can jump—"

Suddenly his waist tightened, and he was lifted up a little bit, sat on Yan Ci's arm, and was carried out with his buttocks.

"...Hiss, hug and go."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh the candy-sprinkling scene!"

There was a sound of breathing in the class.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's ears were a little red, he grabbed Yan Ci's clothes and was carried all the way into the bathroom.

Yan Ci put him into the cubicle, stroked the boy's furry head, and said calmly, "I'll be right here waiting for you."

"..."

wait here?

Xia Zhinian gave Yan Ci a strange look, "...OK."

There seems to be something wrong with the black sesame glutinous rice balls.

He came out quickly, and as soon as he opened the door, he was staring straight at the boy with a deep meaning in his eyes.

Xia Zhinian vaguely realized something, and his heart trembled slightly.

Yan Ci...was uneasy.

Afraid that he would disappear again when he turned his head.

"Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian tilted her head, blinked her eyes, and said softly, "I'm fine."

"Ok."

Yan Ci responded, and carried the boy to the sink.

There were not many people in the bathroom, so Yan Ci held the boy in his arms, leaned down slightly, stretched out his arms naturally, and took the boy's hands to rinse carefully.

Xia Zhihou's back was completely in the boy's arms, and there was a faint warmth, his hands were being held, and the mirror in front of him reflected the boy's handsome appearance, with his eyelids drooping casually, and the arcs at the end of his eyes were very beautiful.

"Oh my god!"

Suddenly, a laughing exclamation came from the corner, as if shocked, "The crowd is so big, the world is going down."

"!"

...Aww!

Xia Zhinian's face burned, she bit her lip, her body stiffened suddenly, and she wanted to run away.

"Hush."

The boy in the mirror suddenly raised his eyes, met his gaze directly, and rubbed his chin lightly on his shoulder.

"Hey boy, just look at me and ignore him."

Xia Zhinian: "..." Hmm.

A little breath of heat sprinkled behind the ears, and the white and tender earlobes quickly spread a layer of transparent color, Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, held back his muffled groan, shrunk his neck slightly, his heart beat twice, and his voice was soft.

"Okay, I, I don't care, just relax your arms."

It's too tight.

The arms on the waist were stretched a little, Xia Zhinian glanced at him with almond eyes, and stood obediently, without moving any further.

The bell on the right hand is inconvenient for class, so it has been removed, and now I only wear a positioning bracelet on my left hand.

Yan Ci washed the young man's hands, little by little, and fiddled with the golden positioning bracelet hanging on the young man's slender wrist, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

A freshman in high school just entered this semester. Although I heard that there is a blind CP, but I have never seen the real person. The freshmen yelled back and forth in the forum, and they didn't take this pair of CP seriously. They started to be reckless because of their appearance.

Xia Zhinian just sat down when the back door was pushed open.

A shy and short girl with a blushing face came in, approached Xia Zhinian, and said in a timid voice, "Xia, Senior Xia, I am Zhang Liu from the first year of high school... This, this is for you."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"No need to-"

"Give!"

The girl's face was flushed, she quickly put down something, turned around and ran away.

Xia Zhinian: "..." It's broken.

Xia Zhinian looked at the sky-blue love letter, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Yan Ci, his almond eyes were round and firm.

The jade-like boy frowned slightly, smiling half-smile.

"Niannian, so attractive."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was chilled by his smile, blinked, and gently pulled his sleeve, "Yanci."

Yuen Long turned around in front of him, adding fuel to the fire, raised his head and laughed wildly.

"That's right, Xia Zhinian, look at the hole in the table, it's not just this one, hahaha."

I don't know how to come back today, all the people who came here came for Xia Zhinian.

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

ha? What the **** is this?

The young man was at a loss, and looked into the hole in the table. There were three or four love letters of various kinds arranged irregularly inside, as well as several boxes of chocolates.

Yan Ci glanced along, clicked his tongue softly, the tip of his tongue pressed against the root of his teeth, his heart suddenly spread.

A hand was spread out in front of him, with distinct joints, cold white and slender.

"Give me."

Xia Zhinian understood, and quickly put the love letter and chocolates in Yan Ci's hands, without missing anything, "Here."

Based on the possessiveness of the black sesame glutinous rice balls, he guessed that these unsigned items were either given away or went directly into the trash can.

He looked at Yan Ci, saw the movement of the boy in front of him clearly, his eyes widened a little.

Yan Ci slowly...opened a pink love letter, and spoke casually, with a gentle and low voice.

"Senior Xia, it's the first time we met today, but I still feel vaguely familiar, as if I've met—"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah."

Xia Zhinian's face burned up, feeling inexplicably ashamed, and stretched out his hand, "Yan Ci, don't read it."

Nine Min Nine Min!

Yan Ci calmly grabbed the boy's wrist, and tightly controlled it with one hand. His tone was calm and meticulous, and he continued to read, "It seems like I've seen him before. Maybe this is fate, Senior Xia, can we be friends?"

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhh God.

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, endured his uneasiness, and commented shallowly, "It's a cliché."

He opened another one, "I'm an ordinary person, Senior Xia, you look so good-looking, and I'm also good-looking, can we have a relationship?"

Yan Ci snorted softly, unhappily, and then commented, "This one only likes your face."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was grabbed by the wrist, and the roots of her ears were slowly ripening.

He also received many love letters in his previous life, but this was the first time he read it openly.

His ears were hot, and Yan Ci held his wrists with both hands. He shook his voice up and down and softened his voice, "Yan Ci, don't read it. I didn't even want to read one of them. I know everything after you read it."

"Humph…"

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, the love letter went straight into the trash can, and the food was put on the table in front of Yuen Long. He turned around and sat back in his seat, pulling the boy's wrist with a gentle voice.

"Good boy, none of them really like you, don't listen to a word, okay?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

He didn't even want to hear it.

The boy had a big head and nodded.

But he didn't expect that just in the middle of the next class, he was playing with his mobile phone when his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Vigorously came.

Unprepared, the young man swayed sideways, put his arms on Yan Ci's legs, opened his almond eyes, and his voice uncontrollably moved two seconds faster.

"...Yan Ci, what are you doing?"

Xia Zhinian's heart was beating wildly, he was trapped in the U-shaped gap formed by Yan Ci's body and the table, the space was narrow, it was difficult for the exhaled gas to escape, and the air heated up instantly.

Yan Ci put one hand around his back, and handed him a complete torn page in front of him.

"Good boy."

The young man was wrapped in his arms, Yan Ci smiled warmly, the corners of his lips curled up, and he lowered his voice, as if whispering in honey.

"Their writing is not good. Don't read it. Come and see mine."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

What?

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide in horror, staring at the paper in front of him, his breath tightened, and his body tensed up.

Yan Ci smiled lowly, his tone was deep, gentle and sweet, and read politely: "Class 1, Class 1, Senior Three, hereby declares that I am the property of Xia Zhinianxia's classmate, a bed warmer, a pillow, and a human crutch. After choosing one of the two, he is a crazy follower who can't be lost regardless of life or death."

"Yan Ci, Class 1, Senior Three, will do whatever it takes, regardless of any means, and don't care about everything... to take Xia Zhinian."

He chuckled, and said slowly, "I belong to you alone, a shadow that cannot be shaken off."

A gentle voice rang in his ears, brutally crashing into his heart, Xia Zhinian's body stiffened, his heart beat violently, as if about to break his chest, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his voice was sticky, "...Yan Ci."

"Ok."

Yan Ci smiled and leaned over, approaching the boy's body, and gently touched his crimson clear earlobes.

The earlobes were delicate and sensitive, Xia Zhinian trembled for a while, his heart rate was instantly out of balance, his breathing was a bit short of breath, he gritted his teeth to hold back the muffled hum, straightened his back, trying to avoid it.

But there's no room for dodging in tight spaces.

Yan Ci's voice behind him was pleasant, as if it was covered with seductive icing sugar, and he asked him with a sweet smile, "Hey boy, do you like me a little more today?"