MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 108 good dream

Xia Zhinian was a little anxious and grabbed his clothes.

"Yan Ci."

The corners of the clothes were thinner, Yan Ci lowered his eyes, turned around and walked out, the corners of the clothes slipped from the palm of his hand.

Xia Zhi is old, rubbing his nose, panicked.

Black sesame glutinous rice **** didn't seem like a person who would be depressed, but whether it was really unhappy or fake, the tension when he couldn't find him just now was real.

…Ugh.

The young man sighed, thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something, his eyelashes trembled a few times restlessly, he held his breath, and bravely turned on the phone.

Damn, fight!

The delivery within the same city was extremely fast, and in just over half an hour, there was a knock on the door of the villa.

Yan Ci sat on the sofa, raised his eyes faintly, watched the young man run over to open the door, stared at him rightly, and still didn't speak.

Xia Zhinian's scalp tingled from being stared at by him, she turned her head and smiled obediently, "Brother, I won't go out, I bought something and brought it in, it will be ready in a while."

Yan Ci's black eyes looked over, his brows and eyes were clear and moist, just like the beauty in the painting, pure and gentle.

...if that line of sight wasn't so straight it would be more like it.

Xia Zhinian touched his ear and bit his left index finger.

The gate opened, and a large truck was parked outside. Several masters were wearing the same overalls, and they moved a huge flat object out of the truck.

Wrapped in thick black flannelette, it is impossible to see what is inside.

The masters were expressionless and business-like. Without saying a word, they followed Xia Zhinian's guidance and moved into the bedroom on the third floor, finding a corner to put it down.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows and raised his heels to look up.

... Rice cake dumplings, what are you doing?

Such a big battle.

The master was still busy, Xia Zhinian was standing at the door, noticing the suspicious gaze of the boy next to him, he licked his lower lip, and the roots of his ears turned red for no reason.

Lowering his voice, he said lightly, "You'll know in a while."

Yan Ci cocked his head, and looked at it leisurely, with some anticipation buoyant in his heart.

When he came out of the study, he was really anxious when he couldn't find anyone. His rationality told him that rice cake dumplings would not run away, and they couldn't run away, but emotionally, he was more or less worried.

Whether it's because of skin hunger, fear of a car accident, or his own personality.

He used to be a controlling person.

He wanted to hold the rice cake dumpling firmly in the palm of his hand and keep it under his nose forever.

Originally, I was afraid that pressing too hard would make the rice cake dumplings unhappy, so I stepped back a little.

...Looking at it now, it seems that there is a surprise.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curved indiscernibly, and when the young man next to him turned his head to look over, he flattened it in an instant.

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

He is dazzled?

How do you feel, seeing Yan Ci smiling just now?

The boy blinked and blinked, confused.

The masters didn't say a word the whole time, they worked in silence, and stood the thing wrapped in black cloth by the wall, and several of them reached out and grabbed the things inside through the black cloth.

Sudden force, pull it out.

"Squeak—"

Something stretched out, and there was a crisp metal sound when it collided.

The black cloth is very large, still tightly covered, more than two meters high, with a circular arc top above, and a cylinder with a diameter of five meters below.

Fortunately, the bedroom is big enough, otherwise it wouldn't fit in at all.

Yan Ci took a few glances inexplicably.

After the masters finished, they left in a hurry without removing the black cloth, leaving the two of them in the villa.

Xia Zhinian's left thumb rubbed against the knuckle of his index finger, a little nervous, and his heart beat a few times.

"Yan Ci."

The young man's voice was very soft, his earlobe was a little scarlet, and his eyes wandered from side to side.

Yan Ci finally spoke out, in a low voice, "What?"

Xia Zhinian took a deep breath, grabbed the boy's finger, held it tightly, and said softly: "I, I won't run away, don't worry, the previous things won't happen again."

Yan Ci looked down at him, his eyes darkened slightly.

"I know, five years is a long time."

Xia Zhinian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart beat violently in his chest.

It is also very painful to wait for a person who cannot wake up for five years.

Black sesame glutinous rice **** are already paranoid, not to mention waiting for so long now.

"...Good boy."

Yan Ci called him slowly.

Xia Zhinian raised his head, smiled with his eyes bent, and tugged at his sleeve with his fingertips.

"If you're worried..."

The young man paused, his earlobe brightened, his voice was soft and deep, "I, I..."

Yan Ci: "??"

Xia Zhinian's heart was beating fast, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and slipped into the black cloth, feeling like he was about to burn.

"Every year?"

Yan Ci paused, stretched out his hand, and pulled off the heavy black cloth.

The large metal cage with the dome suddenly appeared in sight, the golden railings were engraved with complicated and delicate patterns, and bright red flower branches were carved on it.

It is ambiguous and gorgeous, highlighting the unique use of this huge cage.

A slender, white and tender boy stood inside, barefoot, on the pure white plush carpet in the bedroom, with slender and white ankles exposed.

Her amber eyes shimmered, her eyelashes fluttered restlessly, and the tips of her ears were red.

"If you're worried..."

Xia Zhinian felt the blood all over his body go straight to the top of his head, it was hot and scalding, his head was dizzy from the heat, he gritted his teeth, "I, I'll let you shut it down."

Isn't it just to coax your boyfriend, what are you afraid of, what are you afraid of, let's fight!

The boy's body was stiff and straight.

Yan Ci stared at the young man in the cage, his breath stopped slightly, and he watched intently, his voice became a little hoarse.

"Good boy..."

Xia Zhinian hummed, holding back her shame, and looked up, the boy was standing outside, gradually approaching a few steps.

The footsteps were slow, but he could clearly see the boy's dark eyes filled with...thick excitement, the ink in his eyes melted, but the end of his eyes seemed a little red.

It was so tense that every muscle in his body trembled.

Xia Zhinian felt that he was like the flesh in the mouth of a beast, and the huge monster nearby was staring at it, salivating.

"Squeak."

The cage door was opened, and there was a slight movement, but at this moment there was a bit of sharp stimulation, full of oppression, making people's scalp go numb.

Xia Zhinian couldn't control his feet, and took a step back trembling.

Yan Ci restrained himself, don't be too eager, tried his best to lock the cage door slowly, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a crazily happy arc.

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

groove!

It seems to be a little exciting.

As Yan Ci approached, his voice was slightly hoarse, but with a gentleness like a stream of water, it was extremely seductive.

"Baby, here I come."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

what? !

The boy stood very close, almost touching his toes, shrouded in shadows, with a scorching heat, pressing down overwhelmingly.

The boy shivered, and unconsciously took half a step back.

"…Well!"

The side of the waist was suddenly clasped, and the hair that hadn't been cut in time fell into the hands. The boy was forced to look up, and the turbulent kiss was crushed instantly.

He was shivering from the heat, he loosened his jaw, and the familiar breath took over, the heat was astonishing.

Yan Ci couldn't hold back the boiling blood in his heart, and pulled the young man into his arms with all his strength.

The hot and wet kiss slipped from the lips, rubbed against the chin, and slowly moved to the neck.

The Adam's apple was bitten, Xia Zhinian let out a muffled snort, and the corners of his eyes were flushed.

It was getting dark outside, but the lights in the bedroom were brightly on, and the too bright light spread an indescribable madness before his eyes.

Xia Zhinian felt hot all over, short of breath, and covered his eyes loosely with his arms.

The protruding round bone of the wrist was kissed suddenly, and then the sharp teeth left a tooth mark on it.

Yan Ci moved his arm away, his voice was so low that he forced him to open his eyes

.

"Hey baby, don't block, open your eyes and look at me."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The hoarse words rubbed into his ears, Xia Zhinian's body tensed up, he turned his head away, his voice was rough, "Go...go and turn off the light."

"don't want."

Yan Ci smiled lightly, refused without hesitation, and kissed him gently, "No, I'm afraid of the dark."

…Pooh!

Why are you afraid of the dark? You obviously don't want to close it!

Xia Zhinian was tickled by his kiss, his ears became more red, and he flattened his mouth, "Shut it up, if you want to have an attack, just touch it!"

The young man blushed and frowned, looking cute, Yan Ci chuckled.

The light was not turned off after all, Yan Ci was crazy, he held the young man and didn't let go, the time passed, I don't know how long it took, Xia Zhinian thought he could finally rest, but the side of his neck was rubbed by his fingertips again.

"?!"

Again? !

The young man collapsed and hid back, crying, "Yan Ci, Yan Ci, I want to sleep."

Don't come, he's going to lose his head.

Yan Ci comforted and kissed him, "Don't worry, sleep later."

"...Brother." He begged in a soft voice, "Go to sleep, I won't come."

His fingertips were shaking.

However, the more the boy cried, the more excited the boy became, and he couldn't help but gently kissed and bit his chin.

"..."

"Yan Ci!"

Xia Zhinian couldn't hold it back, kicked it up, and cursed softly, "You fucking... bastard, are you pretending to be unhappy?!"

Does this look a little bit lost? !

Yan Ci's smile became more joyful, and the corners of his lips were raised, full of satisfaction and madness, and he let out a deep laugh.

"Yeah, I'm a bastard, I'm a bastard, wasn't I pampered by Nian Nian myself?"

He smiled, pecking his lips affectionately.

The end of Xia Zhinian's eyes was wet, and her long eyelashes twitched with water.

Yes, he condoned it.

From the very beginning, he indulged.

Xia Zhinian closed his eyes, the ends of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red, he pursed his mouth and let out a moan, then softened his voice, "Sleep first, we will continue tomorrow."

"Hey, tomorrow is tomorrow."

Yan Ci unceremoniously blocked the young man's words.

Xia Zhinian: "!"

...You **** meow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The boy is violent and blows his hair.

Xia Zhinian sleeps in the dark, he doesn't know when he fell asleep last night, or in other words, he doesn't even know whether he slept last night or during the day today.

The whole head was muddled.

Yan Ci's expression was contented, he looked casually at the rice cake dumpling under the quilt, the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

The boy closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow, and the ends of his eyes were still flushed.

It may be because of shortness of breath, in the dream, the mouth is always flattened, shrunk into a small ball.

He looks very good.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up a little, and his fingertips brushed against the young man's hair, along the soft auricles, and then pinched the earlobes, rubbing them back and forth.

"Well, don't..."

The young man was annoyed by the touch, raised his hand and waved it randomly, curled his head under the quilt, and fell asleep and ignored others.

Yan Ci's heart felt weak, he smiled, exposed his head, bowed his head and kissed him, and called him softly.

"Good boy?"

"Every year?"

The young man was soundly asleep and ignored him at all.

Yan Ci patted his head, looked at him quietly with eyebrows slightly curved.

Maybe it's because when he was five years old, the little rice cake dumpling called him and talked to him, but he ignored him and didn't look back.

That's why now that I regret it, I want to put people in the center of my field of vision so much.

Want to watch him all the time.

But his rice cake dumplings are soft-hearted, not as indifferent as he was when he was a child, always turning his head to look back, smiling at him with his eyes bent.

Yan Ci leaned over, touched the young man's forehead lightly, and smoothed his hair.

"Good dream." He whispered.