The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

Xia Zhinian's earlobes were hot and red, and he opened his mouth to speak, but with a slight movement, his lips brushed against Yan Ci's again, and a tingling sensation rose up instantly.

He felt as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body trembled, and he closed his mouth tightly again, his eyes were round, and the blood all over his body was hot.

Yan Ci smiled lightly, his lips curled up, his brows and eyes were pleasant, and he was in a particularly happy mood.

"Well…"

Xia Zhinian hummed with her mouth closed, half of her body pressed against Yan Ci, and wanted to get up, but was pressed by the arm behind her, and her eyelashes trembled restlessly.

Almost afraid to look directly at Yan Ci, feeling hot all over, and looking away.

The two chests were close together, and Yan Ci clearly felt the violent heartbeat from the young man on his body, which rose and fell rapidly and disorderly.

Yan Ci was in a better mood, and his voice softened, with traces of hoarseness, and he smiled.

"Good boy."

"My heart is beating so fast."

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Ahhh!

Nine Min.

After Yan Ci finished speaking, he looked at the young man's rosier earlobes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled in surprise, "The dance is faster."

Xia Zhinian: "!"

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh

Xia Zhinian's face flushed, he turned his head abruptly, rubbed against Yan Ci's side face, tilted his head, and pressed it onto Yan Ci's shoulder, finally able to breathe without pressure.

Rubbing during the process, Yan Ci felt a long kiss on the side of his face, which was wiped softly, and his eyes darkened a little.

"Baby, what are you hiding from?"

He clicked his tongue, wanting to look at the boy, turned his head slightly, "I was kissed by force, I haven't hidden yet."

Xia Zhinian: "...!!"

Ahh go away go away.

Xia Zhinian noticed Yan Ci's intention to turn his gaze away, his heart was beating wildly, he didn't dare to look into Yan Ci's dark eyes, grabbed Yan Ci's shoulder and pressed it against his shoulder without looking back, hum Hum chirp.

"...Unexpectedly."

Yan Ci was hugged tightly by the young man, feeling quite good, he smiled lightly, "Really."

In the end, the kitten was named Fanfan.

The name Yan Ci was chosen because it was attached to Xia Zhinian purely for cooking, to remind a certain rice cake dumpling that Yan Ci himself is better than small animals and is a better choice.

For dinner in the evening, the Xia family is still there. They sometimes go back to Xia's house in the past few days, but most of the time they still come to the suburban villa, wanting to talk more with Xia Zhinian.

They all came when school was on holiday for the weekend.

The injury on Xia Zhinian's waist is almost healed, and he can finally eat something tasty.

Jiang Yuan picked up a chopstick dish for him, and said gently, "Niannian, try this and see if you still like it?"

When Xia Zhinian came to say thank you, he took a sip, it was slightly spicy, with a fresh fragrance, and the taste was soft and glutinous.

His eyes lit up and he nodded again and again, "Delicious!"

"The taste hasn't changed much year after year." Jiang Yuan smiled.

My son loved this when he was a kid.

Xia Zhinian rubbed the pad of his thumb over the knuckle of his index finger, and looked up at the Xia family.

Xia's mother is gentle, Xia's elder brother is cold and strict, but in fact he is very caring in his heart, Xia's father considers things comprehensively and thoughtfully, and is somewhat considerate.

Xia Zhinian looked at it, but still didn't have much actual feeling that this was his own relatives.

When five yuan falls from the sky, the people who get hit by it will feel pleasantly surprised, but when a pie that is too big is dropped, it is like five hundred million yuan suddenly appearing in front of them, and people will hesitate whether it is true or not.

Jiang Yuan took another small cake-like square for him, but she couldn't see anything, and said with a smile, "Try this one too, do you like it?"

"thanks."

Xia Zhinian is very good at talking about food, he doesn't choose too much, he eats it when it comes, picks it up and puts it in his mouth, after a while—

"...!!"

"Hiss!" Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Xia Zhinian's expression wrinkled for a moment, a huge sour smell permeated the tip of his tongue, rushing straight into his mind, he felt like he had swallowed a dozen lemons raw in one go, and his sour head became dizzy.

It was so sour.

He wanted to throw up, but when he raised his eyes, Xia Wenhan across from him picked up a piece, ate it without changing his face, and glanced at him.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

I giao?

He remembered that it was given by Jiang Yuan, maybe the youngest son of the Xia family liked to eat this before?

For a moment he didn't know whether to vomit or not.

The whole expression froze.

Jiang Yuan burst out laughing, very happy, "Okay, okay, throw up Niannian, Xiaohan, stop teasing my brother."

Xia Wenhan: "..."

Didn't you clip it?

The young man spat out, Yan Ci handed him a cup of warm sound, drank it in two or three gulps, gasped for breath, and felt that the whole tongue was not his own.

Xia Hongyu and Jiang Yuan couldn't help laughing, Jiang Yuan said: "Xiaohan likes to eat this, it's appetizing, every year when I was young, I watched my brother eat it, and I wanted to eat it myself, but it turned out so sour that I couldn't even take a bite."

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Jiang Yuan took a piece and tasted it, her face was normal, "It's not that sour, but I don't know why every year, so I don't want it to be sour."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was in a daze and was in a trance.

"It's hard to change the taste." Xia Wenhan handed a piece of candy to his younger brother, tore open the package and sent it over, with a calm and steady voice.

"You like spicy food, but you liked mild food every year before, and you still do the same after changing your body."

"Niannian, look at you now, just like Niannian when you were a child, you can't eat this. There are many signs of this."

Xia Wenhan stared at him, and said calmly: "You are indeed my younger brother, so you don't need to hesitate too much."

The sugar in his mouth was sweet, Xia Zhinian sucked it hard, pursed his lips, looked at Big Brother Xia, and lowered his eyes again.

He also wanted to believe it easily.

But...it's a bit difficult.

This feeling is like someone describing to you what a beautiful and wonderful world, where the two met, and they have a close relationship and frequent exchanges.

And you have no impression of it.

He didn't speak.

Xia Wenhan was not in a hurry, "It was too young after all, so take your time."

Going back to class on Monday, there are a lot of tests in the third year of high school, and Lao Qin handed out a paper to do a quiz in class.

Xia Zhinian sat in the last row, looking at the paper in his hand and smacking his lips.

"Every year."

Yan Ci called him.

Xia Zhinian: "Huh?"

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled slightly, and he smiled inexplicably, "You write according to the actual situation, and write everything you know how to do."

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

"what?"

"Farewell." Xia Zhinian hesitated, "Everyone thinks that Xia Zhinian is a scumbag, and his grades have suddenly changed too much. Maybe they think I'm cheating."

Yan Ci thought about it for a while, but it made sense.

The results of cheating are easy to explain, you can tell if you can do it or not, just try it out, but the rice cake dumpling also involves the situation of substituting people under the shell.

So abrupt...still not so good.

"Then you should save some writing."

Yan Ci's eyes were pitch-black, with a slight smile, "Written a few mistakes on purpose, you are very skilled."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The boy touched his nose.

Went to the dormitory at night, Xia Zhinian took a shower first, Yan Ci went into the bathroom to take a shower, the Yuen Long dormitory was a few doors away.

Xia Zhinian quietly glanced at the bathroom, reckoning that Yan Ci would not be able to finish washing in a while, so she chuckled silently, opened the door, and jumped out cautiously with one foot.

Yuen Long bought a lot of spicy sticks today, and during recess, he quietly asked him if he wanted some.

It's been a long, long time—he hasn't eaten spicy snacks.

The boy sighed.

He was carrying snacks when he was in the car accident, and Yan Ci angered Yan Ci about the snacks. In addition to being injured, Yan Ci was so angry that he directly sealed the snack cabinet in the bedroom.

Can't see or eat.

Really hungry now.

Yuen Long's dormitory also sleeps for two, only he and Chu Qingjian live there, but at the moment Zou Ziqian is also there, and there are several other people who are furiously discussing the answers.

Yuen Long was stubborn, "If you choose the penultimate question, you must choose C. It is rare for me to do a question, so I must be right!"

Zou Ziqian clicked his tongue, "It must be B."

"It's C!"

Chu Qingjian sought comfort from his deskmate and roommate Chu Qingjian, "Deskmate, what did you choose?"

Chu Qingjian kept her mobile phone in her hand, stared at the screen and played games quickly, and responded casually, "B."

Yuen Long: "!!" QAQ

It is rare for him to answer a late multiple-choice question. Is it really wrong?

really? really? !

Yuen Long was sad, seeing Xia Zhinian jumping in with one foot, his eyes lit up, and he asked again, "What did you choose for the penultimate question?"

Xia Zhinian recalled the test paper.

"It should be...choice C."

There was a very obscure pitfall in that question, and Yuen Long made the right choice.

He just wanted to say something to encourage Yuen Long's self-confidence, but when Yuen Long heard the C, his expression froze.

"Ah, it's over."

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Yuen Long's expression changed, and he began to sob in an instant, "We are both rookies, and we both think that if we choose C, then C must be wrong."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

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Zou Ziqian laughed wildly.

Xia Zhinian smacked his lips, really didn't know what to say, so he skipped the quiz and went straight to the topic, "Quick, quick, hot strips, I'll go back after eating."

Zou Ziqian stopped laughing wildly, wiped away the tears from the laughter, swept around the dormitory, and said in surprise, "Hey, where is God Yan? Didn't you come with you?"

"Yan Ci is taking a bath."

Xia Zhinian flattened her mouth.

Yan Ci refused to let him eat spicy strips, but the wound on his waist had already healed, his mouth was very pale, and he really wanted to eat, so he sneaked over.

He had to go back before Yan Ci took a shower, otherwise Yan Ci would be in a hurry and couldn't find him when he came out.

"Hurry up, eat spicy strips!" Xia Zhinian's almond eyes sparkled.

Yuen Long divided each person into a package, and Xia Zhinian opened the package, and the rich aroma escaped instantly.

"!"

It smells so good!

After eating the clear soup with little water for such a long time, he almost became excited when facing the spicy strips, and opened his mouth to take a bite.

The salty smell stimulated the taste buds, and the numb and spicy feeling spread on the tip of the tongue, and the boy squinted his eyes.

Woo, the spicy strips are delicious.

Xia Zhinian quickly finished a pack, said he would buy it next time, and slipped to the dormitory to jump on one foot.

Yuan Lang looked at his back, and wrinkled his face strangely, "Good guy, you ran so fast, you can't come out with Yan Shen behind your back?"

"Hahaha, is Yan God so strict?"

Xia Zhinian jumped all the way to the door of the dormitory, through the door, just in time to see the slender boy looking around the dormitory, the aura around his body was cold, his hands were clenched tightly, and his veins were slightly protruding.

... people.

Yan Ci looked around the room, pursed his lips, his eyes were dark, and his anger surged.

What about people?

Run away by yourself? !

Yan Ci thought of how many times the young man had lost his sight, how many times something had happened, his eyes were dark and his air was surging.

Xia Zhinian: "!"

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Broken Broken!

The black sesame glutinous rice **** are crazy.

Xia Zhinian panicked, his almond eyes widened, he quickly opened the door and jumped in, threw himself on Yan Ci, his voice softened, "Yan Ci, you're done washing."

Yan Ci turned around, grabbed the young man, his arms unconsciously tightened, his brows were furrowed, "Where are you going..."

He was halfway through speaking, then suddenly stopped.

The boy's almond-shaped eyes were round and firm, biting his lip, he looked guilty, and smelled of... spicy sticks all over his body.

The arms around his waist were tightened, and it hurt a little, Xia Zhinian didn't move, he smiled and squeezed into his arms, his voice was soft, "I didn't go anywhere, I just... went to the Yuen Long dormitory."

Yan Ci stared at him with dark eyes, and said in a cool voice, "Go steal spicy noodles?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The boy nearby had no expression on his face, Qingjun's appearance lacked his usual smile, and he looked a little cold, and he tightly hugged his waist.

Xia Zhinian was a little guilty, cowardly, pursed his lips, raised his head and glanced at him, his voice was softer, "...I just ate a packet, a small packet, and I couldn't hold back."

He originally planned to go back to the dormitory and change his clothes first, but he didn't make it in time.

He looked over quietly, the boy's expression was very calm, his dark eyes looked down, and the corner of his mouth was pulled.

Yan Ci hugged the person and relaxed a little, but he couldn't find the person for no reason, which still made his heart tense, and he was slightly cold.

"Hey, since you have the ability to go racing with spicy strips, you have to be prepared that you won't be able to eat them for a long time."

He stared at the boy in his arms, twitching the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile.

"You can eat a little spicy food, but the spicy strips are heavy in oil, salt and spicy, so you can't eat spicy food for another three days."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

"Ah, don't, don't, Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian panicked, groaned, pouted bitterly, "I really only ate a small packet, just four spicy slices, not much."

Woohoo, nutritious meals really have no taste at all.

Yan Ci washed his hair and looked at him. For a moment, his smile was coated with a layer of delicateness and tenderness.

"Four days."

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Xia Zhinian pursed her mouth and groaned, not daring to speak.

...Yan Ci was obviously angry.

With strength on his waist and arms, the boy was picked up and put on the side of the bed, staring at the boy with a jade-like face.

The bony hand stretched straight under the hem of his clothes without hesitation.

Xia Zhinian's almond eyes rolled a little, and he instinctively raised his hand to block it.

The wrist was grasped abruptly.

Yan Ci grabbed his wrist with one hand, lifted his clothes with the other, and looked at the wound on his left waist.

It has almost healed, and the scab has fallen off, but you can still see a new white flesh, which is obviously more tender than the side.

Yan Ci clicked his tongue softly, "Take off your clothes by yourself."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian thought he was wrong, his almond eyes were round, and he hummed twice.

The young man grabbed the edge of the clothes with his fingers and lifted them up, revealing his white and slender waist, looking obedient.

Yan Ci washed his hands, dipped his fingertips in the medicine, and applied it to the surface of the wound bit by bit.

When going to bed at night, Xia Zhinian's legs in plaster had to be raised up, so basically he could only lie flat, unable to turn sideways.

The single bed in the dormitory was relatively narrow, Yan Ci leaned sideways, and grabbed the young man's wrist with one hand, not letting go the whole time.

As if afraid that he would never see him again.

The strength on the wrist was clear, Xia Zhinian opened his eyes, borrowed the dim light of a night light, and looked at the boy nearby, his almond eyes were round, and his lips were pursed.

Turning around slightly, she rubbed against his arms.

"Yan Ci."

He called the boy softly, in the night, his voice was soft, "I didn't run away, don't worry."

The boy opened his eyes, looked at the boy who was trying to rub into his arms, pursed his lips, and pulled him in.

"I'm worried."

Yan Ci's voice was low.

His jaw was suddenly pinched, Xia Zhinian was forced to raise his head, and met those dark eyes.

Yan Ci looked at him, gently rubbing his lips with his fingertips, but there was a terrifying savagery in his eyes, and his voice was soft.

"Hey boy, don't try to leave me again."

Xia Zhi's heart tightened, and she was startled by those eyes. Yan Ci smiled softly.

"If something like a car accident happens again..."

Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were filled with rage, and he bent out into a smile.

"I'm not sure what I'll do either."

Xia Zhinian ate a light and nutritious meal for four days in a row, his face was grass-colored, and he didn't know the taste of food.

After school on Friday, several members of Xia's family took Xia Zhinian back to Xia's house, and Yan Ci followed in a grandiose manner.

Several members of the Xia family lived in a suburban villa before, and Yan Ci did not refuse, so this time Yan Ci followed, and the Xia family naturally would not refuse.

Jiang Yuan and Xia Hongyu were nothing but Xia Wenhan, who glanced at Yan Ci coolly, feeling a little flustered.

Tonight's meal was somewhat spicy, Xia Zhinian's amber eyes were shining, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

After dinner, the aunt suddenly came over to say hello, saying that Xia Wenhan's secretary had come, bringing people from the 4S store and a big car.

Sounds... weird.

Xia Zhinian had just eaten, so he followed him out to watch, Yan Ci naturally followed him.

Jiang Yuan and Xia Hong met several children who had gone out, so they also went out to have a look.

A large truck was parked at the door, the compartment was made of transparent glass, and the interior was dark.

The secretary said from the side: "President Xiao Xia, the car has been repaired as soon as possible. It was just finished today, and the shop immediately sent it to you."

"car?"

Xia Wenhan frowned, "What car?"

The lights in the truck compartment were turned on, and rows of exquisite and small lights hit the completely repaired and brand-new car body.

Several people in the entire Xia family villa froze for an instant, reacted strangely, and froze for a moment.

Xia Zhinian: "...?!!"

I giao? !

Broken broken.

Xia Zhinian opened his round eyes, tightened his fingertips, and took a difficult look at the people around him, his heart beating faster.

…This is the car he was driving when the accident happened.

Suddenly, Xia Zhinian's waist tightened, and Xia Zhinian couldn't react in time. He opened his eyes wide and was firmly held in his arms, with his back pressed against the boy's chest.

Yan Ci put his hands in front of his waist and abdomen, the color of his eyes darkened instantly, and his voice was low.

"Good boy."

The car was towed away by the traffic police. He asked someone to check the condition of the car, but he didn't take it away after that. Maybe Xia's family brought it back again.

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Warm breath came to the ear, the voice was soft, but with a sense of coolness, Xia Zhinian shivered, and his body became stiff for a moment.

Xia Wenhan stared at the secretary with a frighteningly cold expression.

"Who told you to fix it."

"Xiao, Xiao Boss Xia." The secretary shuddered, trembling, "The assistant who followed you that day knew that the young master had a car accident, and when he learned that it was the young master's car, he asked someone to fix the car."

Xia Wen looked at him coldly, thinking of his younger brother's blood all over his body on the day of the car accident, and being held unconscious by Yan Ci, the coldness surged up from the bottom of his heart, and his voice was bitingly cold.

"Immediately drag it away and scrap it, so that the assistant doesn't have to go to work."

The secretary said yes, and hurriedly asked the people in the 4S shop to take the car away, trembling nonstop.

Xia Zhinian trembled, feeling very guilty.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he caught Xia Wenhan's gaze unexpectedly, bit his lip, and remained motionless, his almond eyes were round and not slippery, and he looked very obedient.

Xia Wenhan snorted, strode over, took his arm and walked into the room.

Yan Ci's arm was still on his waist, he pulled it, and all the people went in again.

Xia Wenhan's narrow eyes swished coldly, "Aunt Wang, lock the door, all the doors are locked."

Don't even think about going out, it's safest to stay at home.

Aunt Wang: "??"

Lock the door so early.

Aunt Wang was puzzled for a moment, but went to lock it, and closed all the big locks.

Xia Zhinian didn't speak, just being a quail honestly.

A group of people entered the villa, and instead of sitting on the sofa, they stood at the door strangely, and the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

Equally silent.

That car accident, almost stuck in the hearts of all of them.

Jiang Yuan clenched her hands tightly, took a few deep breaths, and sighed softly.

"Every year."

She spoke softly, looking at her younger son, her heart couldn't help but flinch.

It's because they didn't do well, because they discovered it too late, and they have no right to accuse and ask for anything.

Jiang Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and she pressed it down again, smiling softly, "No matter what, I won't be able to do this kind of thing in the future, okay?"

Xia Zhinian lowered her head, her lips were pursed tightly, and her fingertips were curled up, feeling a little stuffy.

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Not for others, but for yourself."

"It's our fault, we should have found out earlier."

"This kind of thing is too crazy, it can't be like this."

"It's really... so crazy." Her voice trembled.

... so crazy.

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips tightly.

"Ding-"

The crisp sound of metal falling to the ground entered my mind.

Xia Zhinian suddenly trembled, was in a trance for a moment, and his eyes were blank for two seconds.

It seems that someone has said it before.

…and said he was crazy.

When he was a child, he fell and knocked the back of his head and neck, and his grandma was called to the hospital by the nurse.

The nurse applied medicine to the back of his neck, while grandma watched indifferently.

"grandmother."

He raised his head and asked fearfully, "Did you knock off the skin? Will you knock off the four butterfly-shaped moles on my neck?"

Grandma gave him a ghostly look and frowned, "Are you out of your mind? Why are there four moles?"

"Ghost kid, you're insane."

She stands a little further away.

"Niannian, good boy?"

"Every year?!"

A few voices fell into the ears, breaking the memory, Xia Zhinian woke up suddenly, her breathing was slightly stagnant.

Yan Ci frowned and looked at the boy in his arms.

He just suddenly noticed that the rice cake dumpling was distracted, and he was in a trance, something was wrong.

His wrists were squeezed and pinched, Xia Zhinian raised his eyes suddenly, and saw Yan Ci beside him, and the three members of the Xia family looked at him worriedly.

"Niannian, what's the matter? What's wrong?"

Xia Zhinian saw Jiang Yuan's worried eyes in front of him clearly, recalled the memory just now, his heart twitched violently, his body stiffened, and his throat felt dry.

"No…"

Yan Ci frowned at him and held his wrist tightly.

"fine…"

The boy's voice was hoarse and harsh, his lips were dry and cracked, and his words were light and unbelievable.

"I, I remembered a little bit."

"...remember?"

Jiang Yuan didn't react, she was stunned for a while, and then realized what this thought meant, she opened her eyes wide, held her breath, and looked over cautiously.

"Does it remind you of your childhood?"

Xia Zhinian paused, breathing tight, and nodded slowly.

He remembered the four moles.

at a young age.

Jiang Yuan was a little pleasantly surprised, but also anxious, hurriedly dragged her youngest son inside and sat down, asking what came to her mind.

She thought it was something from before she was five years old.

But it is not.

Before the age of five is too young, without strong conflicts, it is difficult to have a deep impression.

What he remembered was what happened in the Xia family in the previous life.

It's those four moles.

Xia Wenhan asked him what he remembered, and he mentioned the memory just now, without saying much.

There was another unbearable silence in the Xia family.

They knew that the youngest son wanted to "return his body" because there was a deeper reason, and they had guessed whether it was because the youngest son had a bad life there.

The boy didn't say much, but with just a few words, he could already see the difficulties.

Jiang Yuan's eyes suddenly turned red.

…Her year, at that time, was only five years old.

Going to bed at night, Yan Ci was put into the guest room, and Xia Zhinian lay on the bed in the bedroom, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep.

He thought he was wearing a book, but now things seem to be changing unexpectedly, and his head is dizzy.

He rolled over on the bed with his eyes open for a while, couldn't hold back, got up from the bed, and jumped out with one foot.

Arriving at the door of Yan Ci's room, the young man quietly pushed the door open a crack, and took a look inside.

It was past one o'clock, and the night outside was quiet.

There was no night light in the guest room, Yan Ci's mobile phone was placed on the table, and the flashlight was turned on, while the boy was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, sleeping peacefully.

...already asleep?

Xia Zhinian bit her lip, her almond eyes were round, kicked off her shoes, and jumped into them quietly with her bare feet.

Yan Ci was sleeping on the outside of the bed. The young man was wearing pajamas, exposing his arms and tender calves. He moved lightly, trying to climb from Yan Ci's body to the inside.

As soon as one leg was moved over, and just as he was about to move over the leg for the plaster cast, his waist suddenly tightened.

The two arms hooped up without warning, and pressed down with force. The boy couldn't react in time, his almond eyes rounded, and he fell down, hitting Yan Ci firmly.

"Well…"

Xia Zhinian snorted, spread his legs apart, and straddled Yan Ci's body.

His chin hit Yan Ci's shoulder, and his hard bones made him gasp, and he hummed softly.

"Yan Ci, you were woken up by me because you weren't asleep."

Yan Ci opened his eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and touched the back of the boy's furry head on his shoulder, with a low voice.

"I'm waiting for you."

... wait for him?

Xia Zhinian's heart trembled a little, buried in the boy's shoulder, rubbed his head sullenly, and said in a low voice, "What are you waiting for me?"

Yan Ci smiled lightly, his voice was a little hoarse in the night, rustling into his ears, it was gentle and pleasant.

"Waiting for you to climb into my bed."

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

What climbs the bed does not climb the bed.

Xia Zhinian's face became hot, his heart pounded twice, and he stubbornly refused to admit it, "I didn't."

Yan Ci laughed out loud, "Okay, my boy doesn't have one, but I do."

He smiled and said gently: "In half an hour, if you don't come, I'm going to crawl into your bed."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's ears were hot, and he was disturbed by Yan Ci's few words, and his mood calmed down a lot. He groaned, "That's not called bed climbing."

It's like stealing love.

"What's that called?"

Yan Ci rubbed his fingertips against the back of his neck, a smile flashed across his black eyes, and his tone was gentle, "When your brother goes to your bedroom tomorrow morning, he finds that I'm there."

"That's really not called climbing the bed, it's called catching **** in bed."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Black Sesame Glutinous Rice Balls are enough!

His ears were burning red, his heart was beating wildly.

Yan Ci was still laughing, and there was a slight vibration from the chest that was close to him, making him itchy all over, his ears were bright red, and he clenched his teeth viciously.

"You still laugh, stop laughing!"

The young man looked fierce.

Yan Ci frowned, "If you crawl on my bed, your brother will be angry with me. If I climb on your bed, guess if he wants to beat me, an adulterer, out."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Whoa whoa whoa!

Adulterer, your uncle's ah ah ah ah!

He tried in vain to shut the mouth of the black sesame glutinous rice balls, but Yan Ci grabbed his hand and couldn't move.

Yan Ci's muffled laughter continued, and Xia Zhinian's ears felt hot, his blood ran hot, and he gnawed fiercely at his neck.

The boy stopped short.

The neck was bitten, and the place close to the artery was held by two rows of small teeth. It was moist and warm, and something softer vaguely brushed against it, bringing waves of tide.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's laughter faded away, his eyes became darker and more joyful, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Touching the boy's soft hair, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Hey, if you bite your teeth, you will have another evidence of being caught in bed."