MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 60 should have

wear a book...

wear books?

Yan Ci slightly tilted his head, his brows were slightly frowned, a little puzzled.

Although he doesn't pay much attention to entertainment works, he also knows that this is a more popular setting now.

The protagonist reads a book, then enters the book, and continues to live as a character in the book.

wear books, wear books...

"... Xia Zhinian."

Yan Ci whispered silently, grinding and chewing this word and the familiar name repeatedly between his lips and teeth.

A direction that he had never thought of gradually became clear in his mind.

No matter how much he searched in the country, he couldn't find rice cake dumplings, and he couldn't find the "Xia Zhinian" that met the requirements. He originally considered whether he was abroad, but he could tell from the tutoring in the past few days——

The rice cake dumplings were obviously educated in China.

But there is no such "Xia Zhinian" in China.

So…

Perhaps, he is not from this world at all?

Yan Ci thought of the time Xia Zhinian got drunk and said he lived in... Beijing?

A place I've never heard of.

He looked down at the word "Crossing Books" on the phone, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the feeling of uncertainty in his heart seemed to be aggravated, but also seemed to ease a little.

He seems to be a little closer to the secret of rice cake dumplings.

This idea is too crazy to draw conclusions by guessing alone, but it still gives him a new idea for investigation.

Yan Ci faintly smiled.

Exit the forum, enter the privacy interface, and open a cross icon APP inside.

A detailed real-time map appears above.

A small red dot stops firmly in the middle, and the bottom shows that the straight-line distance between the current device and the red dot character is 2.53229 meters, and the route distance is 2.93637 meters.

His fingertips were cold and itchy, but Yan Ci didn't seem to feel it at all, the corners of his lips curled up, thinking about the rice cake dumplings that had been acting up a lot lately, his eyes darkened, and he casually closed the app.

No matter where it comes from, just watch it in prison.

He won't let people get away.

He has never been a timid character, if he hadn't taken care of the rice cake dumpling's psychology, he should have locked him in front of him long ago.

Ye Baike laughed after reading the fanfiction, with the corners of her mouth raised, and looked at the fanfare master next to her, "At the same table, why don't you read it, it's pretty good."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was afraid of Fanrenwen, and shook his head, "Don't read it, you can read it yourself."

Zou Ziqian in the back row let out an earth-shattering fuck, covered the corner of his mouth, and looked wretchedly in his eyes.

"Oh oh oh! The school girl has a secret love affair with the former little pervert. A love that is not expected by others is so sweet!"

"Ahahahahaha, the writing is quite true."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

Why is this still humanized?

Blind doujin CP fans, please don't be so rampant, douhumanities are the scariest thing in the world!

Xia Zhinian was speechless, smacked his lips, searched for the word "blind", long press to select all, and report with one click.

"Ding-"

A frame pops up on the page.

Sorry, you have lost the relevant reporting rights.

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide in bewilderment.

What's this?

Why?

Suddenly a hand came up to the top of his head and rubbed it lightly.

Yan Ci held his mobile phone, thought for a while, and went directly to the rice cake dumpling, wanting to see if he reacted to the word "crossing the book", just in time to see him report, raised his eyebrows slightly, and gently curled the corners of his lips.

"What to report, it's well written."

Xia Zhinian raised his head to meet those dark eyes, looked away, and lowered his voice, "These people are knocking, what blind CP, how can there be CP."

"Oh?"

Yan Ci's eyes dimmed, and he slid his hand down to caress the back of his neck, "I don't think it's nothing, the CP is also pretty good, the fan-humanities are very interesting, I just wanted to show you."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Zhao Jinjin in the front row: "!!"

Yang Jing in the front row: "!!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Rounding off is the school grass admitting it!

Zhao Jinjin crazily shook her tablemate Yang Jing under the table, both of them smiled excitedly.

Yan Ci turned on the phone, revealed the page of the fandom, and passed it forward, "Really don't read it? It's very interesting."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Oh no.

"I don't look at it, I don't look at it, you take it away."

Xia Zhinian was terrified of Tongrenwen, he turned his head away, groaned, lowered his head and pressed report persistently.

Yan Ci's eyes darkened a little, and his fingertips brushed the hair on the back of his neck.

So disgusted with their CP?

"Students just knock casually, it won't really affect you, don't worry."

Ye Baike accidentally glanced at it and smiled.

"Xia Zhinian."

She looked at her new tablemate who had been with her for a few days, with a smile on her pretty face, and thought for a while, "Can I call you Zhinian? Your name sounds nice."

Yan Ci glanced sideways, and saw the careful joy and approach in the girl's eyes, her eyes were slightly cold, and there was a fear that someone would covet a treasure.

Touching the young man's head, the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he came up with a more intimate sentence, as if declaring his status, "Niannian."

He said slowly: "It seems that I get along well with my new tablemate."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked at the coolness of the black sesame glutinous rice balls, and his heart skipped a beat.

Good guy, don't be serious again, it's okay to call you.

It's been crazy enough these days.

Xia Zhinian paused for a moment, looked up, politely declined, "It's a bit strange, why don't you just call me by my full name."

Ye Baike let out a sigh of regret.

Yan Ci looked at the young man, smiled lightly with unknown meaning, picked up his water glass, "I'll get you a glass of water."

After finishing speaking, the other hand held the young man's slender wrist and walked all the way back.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"Hey."

He was pulled up and entered the back compartment of the classroom with his eyes wide open.

The door was closed suddenly, his waist tightened, his whole body was pressed against the door, a shadow was cast in front of him, the distance was extremely close, and there was a faint fragrance in his breath.

"...Yan Ci?"

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment, his body was a little stiff, but the long-term contact made him familiar with this temperature.

Yan Ci blocked the young man in a corner, pressed his hands on his waist, and hugged him close, with a bit of straightforward possessiveness, his eyes were dark, his voice was low and soft.

"Every year."

"Can I call you Niannian?"

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

Xia Zhinian's ears were burning, what, this is why he was brought here?

Children compete.

He turned his head, his ears were reddish, "...you, you screamed."

"That was called by me privately, without your consent."

Yan Ci smiled lightly, his voice was low, falling into his ear, sweeping over with a breath of air, "So, you agree."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Just ask once.

He was ashamed to say whether he agreed or disagreed, his eyes were round, he looked away and ignored people.

A smile flashed across Yan Ci's eyes, and then a little raging greed surged up, he held the young man's arm, and his voice was very soft.

"Okay, that's agreed."

"Do you really not read fanfiction?"

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Xia Zhinian's expression was dumbfounded, and his voice was clear and firm, "I don't want to watch it, I don't want to watch it, why do I want to watch it?!"

The same humanities are deeply harmful!

"Okay." Yan Ci clicked his tongue softly, "You promised to touch me in the seat before, but you were interrupted, and you haven't touched me yet."

"..." Xia Zhi was old, thinking of the interrupted touch by Zhao Jinjin, he felt that the black sesame glutinous rice **** were sticky, opened his eyes wide, his eyes were round, and his voice was soft, "Touch, touch where?"

When will the black sesame glutinous rice **** be cured this time?

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up, and he held his wrist and lifted it up, passed over his chest, and slowly moved up, staying at the neck.

Xia Zhinian clearly felt a hard bulge under his hand, sliding slightly, and there were hot blood vessels pulsating constantly beside him, so he opened his eyes wide.

He trembled from the heat, and instinctively pulled his hand away, but his hand was firmly pressed in place.

"Yan Ci, you, you..."

This is... Adam's apple and artery.

It is the Achilles' heel.

Yan Ci put the young man's hand on his neck, looked into his clean amber eyes, his lips curled into a habitual smile, but his eyes were dark, and said softly: "My boy, no matter where you go, you must remember to tell Oh me."

go back, run away.

He doesn't allow it all.

The boy was obviously being pressed to the fatal point, but his dangerous aggression became more and more obvious, his palms were scorching hot, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled gently as he spoke.

Xia Zhinian's heart was pounding, blood rushed to the top of his head in an instant, his eyes widened a little, his whole body was a little nervous, and he felt a little guilty, his fingertips felt weak, and he looked away.

Yan Ci felt the palms of his hands on his neck were slightly moist, and he raised the young man's chin with his fingertips, staring at the past with quiet and straightforward eyes, with a clear and shallow smile, gentle and gentle.

"Hey baby, look, you hold my life gate."

"My illness and my life are all in your hands."

He leaned closer, his voice was soft, but with irresistible savage plunder, "Don't go where I can't find it, okay?"

Xia Zhinian trembled from the nearby breathing, he didn't know why Yan Ci suddenly mentioned this, his heart was beating disorderly, he lowered his eyes, and let out a soft "hmm".

"Good boy."

Yan Ci took some hot water for him, left it for a while just enough to drink, took the boy back to his seat, left him a test question, and put down a few candies. Finally, he patted the boy's head before turning back to his seat.

There were gasps and screams from the side.

Xia Zhinian looked at the boy's back, then at the thin golden bracelet on his wrist, and pursed his lips.

Forget it, not long anyway.

The last indulgence, don't think so much anymore.

Do what you love.

But speaking of Yan Ci's illness...

Xia Zhiyou frowned and touched his ears.

Activity Course.

Now it is the period of make-up classes in the third year of senior high school, which is not considered as the official start of school, and there is no physical education class. However, the school is worried that students will not be able to sit still without exercising, so they add activity classes.

Students can go to the playground to play freely and relax.

Xia Zhinian was dragged to the playground by Zou Ziqian, Zou Ziqian was elated, "Come on, come on, the front table, we are short of basketball players, you are the only one."

play basketball?

Xia Zhinian's expression was blank, "I can't, you should find someone else."

Zou Ziqian sighed, "Isn't it because we haven't found anyone? The main reason is that we are competing with the class next door. Their class sports committee said they have a lot of people, so they insist on grabbing our place. It's shameless!"

"It's okay, Yuen Long is also good. It's not a serious game. You two took a few more balls, and you two filled up the number of people. You took the ball and slapped it hard, and slapped the next class, and **** them off!"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was too tired, he had never played before, and it was a hot day, the outdoor playground was a good place to bask in the sun.

Zou Ziqian acted coquettishly, "Front table, why not go, hey, I'll beat your legs and rub your shoulders."

Xia Zhinian: "..." yue.

"You are enough."

Yan Ci smiled, and pushed his shoulder from the side, "Go and play for a while."

Just like exercising.

After such a long time, Yan Ci's severe attack finally subsided, and he went back to ponder for a long time. Whether the rice cake dumpling is from this world has yet to be determined, but there is no doubt that he wanted to go back to his original body.

He couldn't find out why he wanted to go back, he couldn't find out why the rice cake dumplings were sometimes so unhappy and acted to extremes, and he couldn't find the source, so he could only start now.

Let him have enough nostalgia for this identity, will it make him more willing to stay here.

Xia Zhinian was dragged up by Zou Ziqian and stood with Yuen Long.

Yuen Long Caiji still loves to play, and he grabbed two **** when he went up, "Come on, let's shoot."

The crowd was chaotic and the chickens were pecking at each other. He stuffed a ball into Xia Zhinian's arms, patted one by himself, and ran under the hoop. Estimating the distance, he handsomely raised his foot and made a three-step layup.

One, two, three... Take an extra step, control the legs with the back half of the brain, trying to reverse the time and retract the step just now, the right leg moves forward, the left leg moves back, and the two feet fight on the spot.

"Snapped."

The ball was thrown one meter away, and Yuen Long himself slammed on the ground.

"Hahahahahaha laughed to death, it's a good turn."

"Hahaha, descendants of the Yuan Dynasty, you can't do it."

"That is, everyone in the Yuan Dynasty is tall and powerful, and they are good at fighting in the world. You can actually mix your left leg with your right leg, which is an embarrassment to the Yuan Dynasty haha."

Xia Zhinian couldn't hold back her laughter, her almond eyes curved.

Yuen Long yelled and got up from the ground, and was ridiculed by everyone around him, blushing and shouting, "Accident! Accident! That's an accident! See me again!"

Yuen Long was a bit ashamed, but he was not convinced. He pulled Xia Zhinian, who was standing aside to watch the joke, and said, "Brothers walk together for life, and warriors lose face together."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Xia Zhinian was terrified and resisted, and was urged by Yuen Long and Zou Ziqian who rushed over with a smile, and was forced to start throwing with a racket.

A bunch of people shot wildly, and then ran around chasing the ball.

The scene was chaotic.

Xia Zhinian's head is not bad, he put in a lot of it, it's quite interesting, he gradually found some sense, and smiled with his eyes bent.

"Yuan Long is better than me, don't say that I am the same rookie as Yuen Long!"

"Hahaha you are a Caili fighter, Yuen Long Caili tractor."

"Are you going to die laughing at me for inheriting my pen refill hahahahahaha!"

Xia Zhinian was sweating profusely from running, his body was sticky, a little uncomfortable, and very thirsty. He looked around and saw a slender and handsome figure. He met his gaze, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he ran away past.

When he was some distance away, he was suddenly stopped.

"Deskmate."

Ye Baike came over with a smile, "I saw that you beat Yuen Long haha, do you want some water? I have plenty."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian shook his head and smiled, "Thank you, I don't need it, you can drink it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he ran towards Yan Ci.

"Yan Ci, do you have water, I'm thirsty."

"Have."

Yan Ci glanced at Ye Baike, his gaze was unclear, he unscrewed the bottle cap, and held the bottle in his knuckle hand and handed it over.

Xia Zhinian was in a good mood, smiled with his eyes bent, and stretched out his arms to take it, "Thank you."

Yan Ci tilted his head to look at him, and just took a step forward when he saw the young man drinking his saliva and retreating in a hurry, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice, "What is it?"

Xia Zhinian's breath was hot, and he waved his hands, "I'm covered in sweat and smelly, you're a clean freak, don't come here."

"Won't."

The young man looked fresh, his face was a little red, and there were a few clear beads of sweat on his forehead. Yan Ci laughed lightly, and suddenly stepped forward lightly, pulling the young man into his arms.

Xia Zhinian was caught off guard, and her nose was pressed against the shoulder of the nearby boy. The fragrance of the light shower gel instantly filled her breath, and her voice was low and smiling.

"It's not smelly, it's sweet."

"!"

Xia Zhinian's ears turned red, his eyes were round, blood rushed to his head, the crimson color on his face became more and more obvious, and his throat felt a little dry.

There were screams next to him.

Xia Zhinian regained consciousness, hurriedly pushed Yan Ci away, took two steps back, took a sip of water as if covering her red ears, glanced left and right, and saw Zhao Jinjin at the front desk mixed with her deskmate in the crowd, quietly screaming, Someone secretly took pictures.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

I feel that since the fanfiction came out, the blind CP fan base has expanded a lot.

He tugged at Yan Ci's sleeve, his voice was soft and soft, "There are too many people here, let's go buy something to eat, I want something to eat."

"it is good."

The students on the playground saw the two leaving together, one tall and one short, very close to each other, and there was another burst of hey.

Zhao Jinjin and Yang Jing stood together, touching Ye Baike next to them with their arms, avoiding the crowd, and asked in a low voice.

"Are you really going after Xia Zhinian? Look at so many blind people, aren't they a couple?"

Ye Baike smiled, "I kowtow too, but kowtow to kowtow, and they didn't talk about being together, then I have a chance."

"The milk brother type, I like him!"

Zhao Jinjin: "..."

"Then why don't you confess directly?"

"Ok…"

Ye Baike pondered for a while, "During the time I was at the same table, Xia Zhinian seemed easy to get along with, but I feel that he belongs to the type with a relatively heavy psychological defense."

"You can be friends with him, but once you break through that line, he will quickly back away."

Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci walked to the canteen and walked through a tree-lined road, the wind blowing on their faces felt very comfortable.

Xia Zhinian squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling a little cooler, and smiled, "Playing basketball with them is quite interesting, a group of rookies pecking at each other with high spirits."

Seeing the boy's happy appearance, Yan Ci curled his lips, "Then let's play together next time."

"Let's talk about it next time."

Xia Zhinian generally doesn't like to talk about the next time, at least it is enough to have a good time this time, "next time"...is not in his consideration.

Xia Zhinian excitedly rushed into the canteen, went straight to the freezer, picked things out, and found a box of strawberry ice cream.

Just as he was about to take it out, his wrist was grabbed.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci stopped him, "I just broke out in sweat, and now I'm eating ice cream and want to have a stomachache?"

"No way." The young man groaned, wanting to eat very much, "I'll talk about it when my stomach hurts."

Yan Ci raised his brows, the corners of his lips curled up a little inexplicably, and his voice was slightly cold, "Stomach hurts... Besides? Why don't you take yourself seriously."

"..."

Xia Zhinian was so hot that he fanned his neck with his hands.

He will definitely not be able to resist the black sesame glutinous rice **** if he is stubborn, he hummed, his almond eyes are round and soft, "Then I can eat two less bites."

Yan Ci looked at the young man's eager eyes, and touched his head, "Half."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The boy pursed his lips, "All right, all right."

Xia Zhinian bought an ice cream and a few packs of spicy sticks, Yan Ci bought some more, and put all the things of the two of them into one bag to carry.

Xia Zhinian opened the lid, holding the ice cream base in one hand, and a small flat wooden stick in the other.

One sip, the ice is cold, with the sweetness of strawberries, very refreshing and antipyretic.

Breathe a sigh of relief.

The ice cream is so delicious!

Yan Ci looked at him, caught off guard and asked indifferently, "Have you ever eaten before?"

"No."

Allergies, this was recommended by Zou Ziqian.

After Xia Zhinian finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Who would have never eaten ice cream among ordinary people? He glanced at Yan Ci and hurriedly changed his words, "I haven't eaten this kind of ice cream."

Yan Ci successfully lied, and the corners of his lips curled up a little, "That's what I mean, and, remember not to eat too much."

Xia Zhinian: "...Oh."

Yan Ci watched the young man eat with joy, and thought that everything he ate was delicious, including Lao Qin's death sandwich, and wondered why.

I am not picky, and it seems that I have never eaten it before. I think it is good to eat anything.

There are several reasons why I can't eat it.

I don't like to eat, I should avoid taking medicine, and I can't eat if I have allergies.

It's obviously not that the teenager doesn't like to eat, and the taboos of taking medicine are generally not on ice cream and candy, that is...allergies.

Rice cake dumplings are very familiar with allergies and allergy medicine.

Thinking of the time when he was sent to the hospital after eating kiwi fruit, he would bite his finger when he couldn't breathe.

Yan Ci looked at the young man beside him, and thoughts emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The body of rice cake dumpling before...does it also have allergic asthma?

Xia Zhinian ate half of the ice cream, and was eating happily, glanced at Yan Ci, saw that he was distracted, quickly scooped up a large piece, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Tsk."

Yan Ci glanced over from the corner of his eye, grasped his wrist, and smiled casually, "My boy, it's not good to steal food."

Xia Zhinian: "..." Huh.

He eats his own, so what kind of stealing.

Yan Ci took the ice cream away, looked at the young man's eyes, reluctantly, laughed, and felt a little distressed, patted his head, took out the small cake he bought just now from the bag and handed it over.

"The cakes in this shop are said to be delicious, eat this."

Xia Zhinian's eyes brightened slightly, and he thanked him for taking it.

He rarely does a lot of exercise. After going to the stadium for a while, he will be very hungry, so he unpacks it and takes a bite.

Soft and not greasy, with a little toasty aroma and creamy sweetness.

tasty!

Xia Zhinian groaned and killed four of them, ate all that Yan Ci bought, and took the four packaging shells to find the trash can, "I'll throw the trash, wait for me for a while."

Yan Ci nodded, looking at the boy's back, raised his hand, and looked at the half box of ice cream in his hand, the corners of his lips curled up.

He held the wooden stick and small spoon, filled it up a little, and put it into his mouth slowly.

The lips touched the place where the boy touched gently.

very sweet.

Yan Ci smiled casually, his eyes were cheerful.

After school, Xia Zhinian went to swim laps, maybe playing basketball and swimming, the amount of exercise was a bit heavy, and he suddenly had cramps in the middle of sleeping at night.

The calf suddenly twitched, and the muscles seemed to be mingled together and tied into a knot.

Xia Zhinian woke up instantly from the pain, curled up and wanted to hug his legs, and bumped his head into Yan Ci's chest.

He had slept here almost all the time because of Yan Ci's severe attack before, and he continued to sleep after he was almost used to it.

Yan Ci opened his eyes, saw the pale face of the young man, frowned, propped himself up with one arm, and patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong?"

"Um...legs, legs."

Xia Zhinian hummed, his face was wrinkled and he wanted to cry, but he couldn't speak well.

It hurts.

Yan Ci threw off the quilt and sat down at the end of the bed. He could tell at a glance that he had a cramp, so he kneaded his calf.

"Aww..."

There was a moment of soreness and pain, and the young man let out a sound of pain, and some physiological tears overflowed from the end of his eyes, which were wet.

"Hey, bear with it, just rub it open."

But after a while, the energy hadn't gone down, and the legs started to twitch again.

Xia Zhinian cried, "It hurts, it hurts..."

Nine Min.

Yan Ci turned the boy over to lie on his back, raised his legs, pressed his knees with one hand, and took hold of his white and tender feet with the other, pressing toward the instep.

The boy's calf muscles instantly tensed.

Xia Zhinian let out a muffled groan, feeling sharp pain, and subconsciously tried to pull his legs back, but failed, and fell back again.

The pain was relieved, replaced by a large numbness, Xia Zhinian's forehead was slightly damp, he breathed a sigh of relief, and lay on the bed panting a little.

Slightly opening his eyes, Yan Ci was sitting between his legs, holding his ankle with a well-articulated hand, raising that leg, looking down with unclear eyes, his thumb moved slightly, and slowly rubbed against the slender ankle.

"!!"

Shocked, Xia Zhinian suddenly sat up with all her strength, her legs were lifted, and she was very close to the boy, her eyes were wide open, and the ends of her eyes were moist and reddish.

Yan Ci looked at his expression and soft waist, with desire and greed hidden in his eyes, he smiled loosely, and his voice was hoarse.

"Why panic, afraid that I will do something to you?"

Xia Zhinian's legs were still held firmly, his ears burst into bright red instantly, he swallowed hard, blinked, "...no, no."

Yan Ci's lips curled up.

Innocent kid.

...you deserve it.

Yan Ci pursed his lips, and put his leg back to his side, his fingertips inadvertently brushed the shin of his calf, feeling the tension and trembling under his hand.

Not in a hurry, he leaned over, approached a little closer, his eyes were dark, with a bit of terrifying gentle joy, and his voice was low and laughing, "My dear boy, what will happen if I really do something?"