MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 69 Boy friend

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round, his earlobes were burning hot, his heart was beating violently twice, and he quickly retorted, "I didn't, I didn't kiss you!"

The back of his neck was still being pressed, and his lips rubbed against each other while speaking, causing an unusual itching.

The young man's fingertips trembled, his heart missed two beats, and his face turned crimson.

"You have."

Yan Ci's eyes were dark, his meaning was unclear, and his voice was hoarse, almost seductive, "You just jumped down and kissed me."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

The rustling sound fell into the ears, the lips were brushed, and the strange numbness went straight to the bottom of his heart. Xia Zhinian's heart thumped, his almond eyes were round, and he stared at the boy nearby without blinking.

The bottom of Yan Ci's eyes were pitch black, like an invisible abyss, Xia Zhinian and him looked at each other very close for two seconds, surprised by the deep meaning in it.

Her heart fluctuated violently, she turned her head hastily, and quickly got up with the support of her arms.

He rubbed his lips with one hand, and then wiped Yan Ci's mouth with the other hand, speaking quickly, "It's what you say, accidental accident."

He turned his head and quickly got out of bed to wash up.

Yan Ci stared at the young man's back, touched his lips lightly with his fingertips, his eyes were dim.

Day by day, Xia Zhinian forced himself to forget that unexpected kiss on the weekend morning.

He now seems like a collection of contradictions.

Recently, I have often dreamed that my grandparents, second uncle and sister-in-law, as well as the Xia family and the original owner were all inside, all staring at me with condemnation.

He was thinking of ending it quickly and getting rid of the anxiety and pain of taking other people's things.

On the other hand, he hated this world, hated so much food, hated so many people, hated Yan Ci.

Blink to Monday.

Excluding today, there are still four days.

In the swimming pool, Xia Zhinian soaked in the swimming pool, his head was in a daze, and his feet slipped.

"thump."

There was a dull sound of falling water.

At first, there was the noisy movement of water splashing in the ears, and then it suddenly returned to silence.

The boy was caught off guard, his breathing became disordered, and he choked on a mouthful of water.

"Every year!"

Xia Wenhan was at the side, his expression changed, and he quickly fished him out.

The trachea was choked with water, and his breathing was a bit stagnant. The boy kept coughing, his heart pounded like a drum, and physiological tears filled the end of his eyes.

"Niannian?" Xia asked Han Shun shun his back.

"Hmm, cough, cough, cough..."

Xia Zhinian wanted to speak, but his face turned pale, his breathing was shallow and rapid, and the sound of difficult gasps came from his throat bit by bit, he bent down slowly, and bit his left index finger.

"Asthma has been induced." Yan Ci frowned, quickly went to the locker room to get medicine, squeezed the boy's chin and sprayed it twice.

But he was still choking on water in his trachea, his breathing was rough, and he couldn't stop coughing, his face was shockingly pale.

Xia Wenhan's face sank, he immediately picked up the boy, "Send him to the hospital."

Xia Zhinian: "!"

Xia Zhinian regained consciousness in a trance, his pupils shrank, and he grabbed the corner of the clothes of the people nearby, his voice was barely audible, "No, I won't go."

"Niannian, be obedient."

Xia Wenhan strode out with the man in his arms.

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, and while he was panting, he suddenly realized that the person holding him was Big Brother Xia, not Yan Ci.

He couldn't breathe, his chest seemed to be clogged with mud, his eyes wandered with difficulty, and fell on the boy next to him.

Yan Ci squeezed his wrist, his eyes were deep and the meaning was unclear, "Good boy."

...eventually dealing with the hospital.

Xia Zhinian's head was a little empty, he bit his fingers, desperately stopped panting, his chest rose and fell slightly.

Gradually regaining consciousness, the boy on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his eyes naturally looked up, and his vision was pure white and blue.

A strange yet familiar sight.

Where is he?

In which world?

There was silence in the ears, and the air smelled of disinfectant. Xia Zhinian saw his surroundings clearly, his eyes widened, and he shivered almost imperceptibly, struggling to get up with his arms propped up.

"Good boy."

A deep voice came, and a thin arm came up from his waist, gently embraced him, and lifted him up to sit on the bed.

"Yan..."

Xia Zhinian opened his round eyes, the amber eyes were empty and eager, his hands and feet were weak, he hurriedly pulled on the boy's clothes, and wanted to call him, but his voice was hoarse, "Yan... Ci..."

Yan Ci patted his head, and said in a clear voice, "Hey, I'm here, I'm not leaving."

"Good guy, your ex-tablemate is awake."

"That's right, it's scary."

Yuan Lang looked at the boy on the bed, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Xia, at the back table, Lao Qin said that you fell into the water and would not wake up. When I asked a few people from the class to visit you in the hospital, I was so scared. "

Zou Ziqian snorted, with fierce eyes, "This is the reason for kicking over my stool and causing me, an innocent person, to fall to the ground?!"

"...Ah, ah, what?"

Yuen Long smiled sheepishly, touched his nose, and shyly said, "I didn't expect that you were going to sit down at that moment, huh~"

Zou Ziqian: "..."

The room seemed to come alive suddenly, with a series of chirping sounds, Xia Zhinian was stunned and raised his eyes.

There was a circle of people in the ward, Yan Ci was on his right, Xia Wenhan was on the left, leaning on the bed, staring coldly at Yan Ci's hand on his waist, even Xia's father and mother let him squeeze behind went.

A lot of people came here, Zou Ziqian, Yuen Long, Zhao Jinjin, Yang Jing... Even Chu Qingjian is here?

Xia Zhinian didn't turn his head around the corner, he was stunned for a moment, and blinked.

How is this going?

"Every year."

Jiang Yuan bypassed the older son who was in the way, went to the head of the bed, touched the younger son's head, and said with distressed eyes, "It's not too bad, we won't practice swimming anymore, so we won't learn anymore."

"Physical weakness is not a big problem. Mom and Dad can take good care of you and won't cause you any problems. Be good, we won't learn anymore."

Looking into those similar almond eyes, Xia Zhinian saw clearly the worry inside, was in a daze for a moment, and said blankly, "...Mom."

"Yeah." Jiang Yuan smiled, her voice was gentle, "Do you want some water?"

Xia Wenhan quickly reached out and handed over a cup, and at the same time, Yan Ci on his right handed another one with a straw.

One left and one right, as if to fight for first place.

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Xia Zhinian looked around in a daze, Brother Xia gave Yan Ci a cold look, then turned to look at his younger brother, taking into account that his younger brother was extremely dependent on Young Master Yan, he didn't respond to him, and he didn't care about his hand holding the cup, slowing down his voice , "Niannian, drink water."

Yan Ci didn't speak, but still held his cup.

"Ahahaha." Someone at the table secretly laughed, "Yan Shen and uncle's PK."

"Shen Yan seems to be losing the wind."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Blindness is real!"

Xia Zhinian: "...??"

Xia Zhinian suspected that he hadn't woken up.

Otherwise, why are there so many people in the ward.

Every time he was rescued and hospitalized in the past, the ward was empty, and the people who sent him wanted to throw him at the hospital door and leave.

"Hey, what **** are you going?"

The top of his head was gently touched, Xia Zhinian raised his head, met Shang Yan Ci's black eyes, the dumb hair on the top of his head raised from the edge of his fingers, wobbled, and looked even more dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, there was another weight on the top of the head.

Xia Wenhan was upset when his younger brother had asthma and looked for Yan Ci everywhere, and when he woke up, he started looking for Yan Ci again, and his heart was even more unhappy.

"Drink some water first."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian took two cups with his left and right hands at the same time, took a sip from each side, and stuffed them back at the same time.

Xia Wenhan smiled slightly, and glanced at Yan Ci with his narrow eyes.

Drink his water first every year.

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci was somewhat speechless.

Zou Ziqian got up and brought over a half-page A4 paper and a palm-high iron box. Ding Ling shook her palm and laughed, "My former deskmate, you are so good at sleeping. You sleep all day. This is what everyone in the class knows." You entered the hospital and wrote you a letter of congratulations, you can read it."

"Sleep all day, today...week, Tuesday?"

Xia Zhinian was taken aback, and took the iron box, which was quite heavy.

On Tuesday, the sun was setting outside the window, so there were only three days left.

So fast.

"Originally, only our class wrote it. Later, someone in the forum said that you were hospitalized. Many people from other classes also wrote and sent it over, and they all put it in."

Zou Ziqian's eyes were treacherous, and he glanced at the elders Xia's father and Xia's mother present, and lowered his voice, "It's supposed to be the blind... fan, those people sent it, but I actually saw the love letter inside!"

"It's promising, Xiaoxia!"

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci pulled Zou Ziqian away with one hand.

Zou Ziqian smiled, which was meaningful.

Xia Zhinian opened the iron box with the cute Q character painted on it, inside there were envelopes, post-it notes, and a simple torn-off page from the homework book.

He picked up the top few and opened—

Tsk tsk, Xia Zhinian, you are a good food, you can still choke on the water after swimming, but it looks like you can play basketball last time, don't swim next time, play basketball with us - Sun Chao.

Woooo cute little Niannian, how is your body, you should pay attention to rest and recover soon, God Yan is waiting for you to get better (=^▽^=)—Blind CP fan.

Take care of your body and recover quickly—Liu Ting, class three.

Get well soon, the coma is quite serious, get better soon (^~^)——Zhang Jingjing.

A thick iron box, which is full of comfort and wishes.

Xia Zhinian looked at it, his nose suddenly became a little sour, and a strange feeling came up, his heart seemed to be pulled, it didn't hurt, it was just sore and swollen.

He has been hospitalized so many times, the ward is always empty.

No one came to see him, ask him questions, or mention his illness, as if he was tainted with bad luck, fearing that his life would be taken away, all of them were disgusted.

He who survived the car accident alone was like a monster, despised and criticized by everyone.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were flushed, he lowered his head to hide his gaffe, and opened another one pretending to be natural.

Back table, Xiao Xia, come back quickly, I’m telling the truth, when you and Yan Shen are not here, I always feel the chill on my back, and the quietness is scary QAQ

...Well, it’s actually okay, but I’m used to the two of you sitting behind me, and suddenly neither of you came, and I was in a coma in the hospital. I’m panicked, get well soon.

— Yuen Long.

Xia Zhinian's heart shrank a little, and it gathered little by little, and finally couldn't stop the soreness.

A drop of water suddenly and silently hit the paper, the boy quickly wiped it away, but was still found.

Yan Ci patted his head, and Yuen Long stepped forward in shock, "Good guy, are you crying? Is my writing so touching? Then why did I only get 20 points for my final Chinese composition?!"

"Nonsense, Yuen Long, did you secretly put onion juice on it?!"

"Tear gas?!"

"Nonsense, my descendants of the Yuan Dynasty are open and aboveboard!"

Xia Zhi smiled young, wiped his eyes, "It's very touching, maybe it's because Lao Qin recently asked teachers of various subjects to give you tutoring, and it worked."

"Really? Really?!" Yuen Long was pleasantly surprised, "It must be so! Then I will dream one first, and hope to triple the Chinese composition score next time!"

Xia Zhinian smiled, "Three times the composition will give you a perfect score."

"Full score is even better!" Yuen Long laughed.

Xia Zhinian closed the lid of the iron box, seeing that he always loathed and even feared the hospital ward, he didn't seem to resist so much, his eyebrows and eyes slightly bent.

He came to this world by accident with unknown reasons, but every day after he came was a surprise, a treasure he found by chance.

He has grown up to the present, eighteen years, and came here, there are so many delicious and fun things, kind and gentle parents, cheerful and enthusiastic classmates and friends, and black sesame glutinous rice **** that are so good to him.

Although he is wearing someone else's shell, he is still very happy.

There is nothing to worry about, he has got a lot and is very satisfied.

Can't continue to be greedy.

Xia Zhinian smiled slowly, with some relief in his eyes.

He has no serious health problems and is not in the hospital. He followed Xia's father, mother, and brother Xia back to Xia's house.

Classes were held normally on Wednesday, Xia Zhinian took advantage of Yan Ci's lunch to go out to get takeout, and took the opportunity to find Zou Ziqian who was also in the classroom.

Zou Ziqian focuses on science, and knows how to make all kinds of weird gadgets. Xia Zhinian looked at him with round almond eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Zou Ziqian, do you know, or will you do it, that kind of..."

He thought about how to describe it, "It's just... artificial skin? Something similar to human skin."

Zou Ziqian: "..."

Zou Ziqian: "???"

Zou Ziqian's eyes were wide open, like a searchlight, he swept forward at the same table and Yan Ci's seat where no one was there, his eyes shining brightly.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I am useful."

After all, it involved Yan Ci's illness, Xia Zhinian didn't explain, but only looked at him expectantly, "Will you do this?"

Zou Ziqian: "..."

Zou Ziqian looked at him with meaningful and complicated eyes. For a moment, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he also lowered his voice, "I won't, but I can help you get it."

"!"

"Really?" Xia Zhinian was pleasantly surprised, "That's great!"

Zou Ziqian smiled slightly, "Give me an address, and I can deliver it to my door at night."

…So fast? !

With clear eyes, Xia Zhinian quickly wrote down the address of Yan Ci's suburban villa.

As soon as school was over, Xia Zhinian received the news that a courier had arrived, and hurriedly dragged Yan Ci back.

There was a huge long box at the door.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Xia Zhinian frowned and smiled, his voice was clear and crisp, "A gift for you!"

"Oh?"

Yan Ci's expression changed a little, the corners of his lips curled up, and his voice was low and pleasant, "A gift for me? Good boy, it's so rare."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian touched his ears a little red, and smiled.

Yan Ci chuckled, brought the big box into the villa, turned around and asked softly, "Can I dismantle it now?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The boy had a smile on his face, but his eyes... seemed to brush against his lips, Xia Zhinian's heart thumped twice, his fingertips curled up, his ears burned even more, and his voice was very soft.

"Okay, let's take it apart."

Yan Ci found scissors and cut the tape of the box, and what he saw was a large pure white foam that covered the entire box.

He also removed the foam, and the contents inside came into view instantly, and his movements froze.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's voice suddenly became playful, and the meaning was unclear, "...do you like this kind?"

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Xia Zhinian looked down, and in the foam of the box, which was as long as a person, lay a... naked, naked, silicone doll? !

The skin is delicate, the abdominal muscles are clear, and there is a charming smile on the face.

This, this, this, this... This is a **** silicone doll!

It's still a men's model!

"... ouch!"

Xia Zhinian howled, his face turned red, he swooped to squeeze Yan Ci away, hurriedly closed the box, his face was flushed, and he was in a panic.

"What are you hiding? Isn't this a gift for me?" Yan Ci chuckled, his chest vibrated slightly, and his voice was hoarse.

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Aw ah ah ah ah ah ah!

"It's not, it's not!" Xia Zhinian hastily defended, his ears were flushed, and he was full of shame, he just wanted a human-like skin!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Xia Zhinian thought of an unreliable science boss, and gritted his teeth, "Zou Ziqian, I want to kill him!"

Yan Ci: "...?"

"Why is there something about Zou Ziqian?"

Yan Ci looked at this invisible **** toy, his eyes darkened, and his tone was low, "Are you asking him about **** toys?"

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Ask a ghost!

Xia Zhinian's face was so hot that it was about to burn, and he yelled, "Nonsense, I didn't!"

He just wanted to see if Yanci's skin hunger and thirst could be alleviated with the fake skin.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round, and he quickly took out the tape and stuck it on the box, sealing it tightly, the roots of his ears were red and hot, his head was almost burnt, and he managed to regain his sanity.

"You gave me this..."

Yan Ci's voice was contemptuous, and the meaning was unclear, "Do you want me to try the artificial skin?"

Xia Zhinian blushed and slowly nodded, but he felt that he might have misunderstood.

Yan Ci has been ill for so many years, if it was useful, he would have discovered the effect long ago, so he would have to wait until now.

Sure enough, Yan Ci shook his head.

"I tried imitation leather before, but it didn't work."

Xia Zhinian nodded slowly.

After all, Yan Ci is a mental illness, not a simple skin problem.

The boy took a deep breath, covered his face, and tried to pick up the box, "I'll throw this thing out."

He lifted it up vigorously, bared his teeth and exhausted his breastfeeding strength, unexpectedly...

Hard to move?

This thing is so heavy? !

The boy opened his eyes in shock.

Yan Ci let out a muffled laugh, "Baby boy, this villa is the only one around, throw it into the trash can, what do you make the people at the recycle bin think?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian was stunned, his almond eyes were round and steadfast, he groaned, full of shame and indignation after being deceived, "Then, what should I do? Destroy it on the spot?!"

Yan Ci smiled lightly, stroking the boy's head, his voice was pleasant.

"Keep it, it's a special gift, so commemorative."

Xia Zhinian: "?!!"

Ah ah ah ah ah do you take **** toys as souvenirs? !

Xia Zhinian felt that he was going to explode, his heart was beating fast, his face was flushed, he refused to agree, and pushed the box to move it out forcefully.

"Good boy."

Suddenly, his arms came from behind, wrapping around his waist, Xia Zhinian was picked up from behind, and he hummed, "What are you doing?"

Yan Ci held the man in his arms, and curled his lips, "Of course I will decide what to do with the gift you gave me."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian watched Yan Ci put the thing into the storage room, with his mouth flattened, his expression very indescribable.

Yan Ci smiled and patted the boy's head, "Okay, let's eat first."

Because of the courier, they came back in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to eat.

The silicone love and fun doll has disappeared from sight, Xia Zhinian is out of sight and out of mind, trying to forget about it, telling himself that Yan Ci can put it away if he wants, anyway, it has nothing to do with him, and he can use it for a few days It's awkward time.

The boy wanted to eat hot pot, so Da Da Da ran out with others.

Hot pot on Wednesday, seafood on Thursday, and a meal of Mala Tang for lunch.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's voice was gentle, "You can't eat like this next week, it hurts your stomach."

The rice cake dumpling has been eating too much recently, whether it is hot pot or spicy crayfish, all of which are heavy in oil and salt, but they still keep clamoring for it, thinking about it all the time.

He thought, eat a few meals this week, and then slowly adjust next week.

Xia Zhinian was silent for a while, then lowered his head in response.

He's still there next week.

Thursday, come back from dinner.

There was a little wind in the evening, the sky slowly darkened, and a layer of black clouds gathered to dispel the heat.

The lunar calendar is about to reach the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, and the Gregorian calendar has already entered September. Although the weather is still hot, summer has passed and early autumn is slowly coming.

Xia Zhinian was lying by the window, and saw a lightning bolt flashing outside, followed by "rumbling" thunder.

The heavy rain fell instantly, crackling on the ground.

The sound is continuous, and the people who listen to it are quite quiet.

It was already Thursday, but Xia Zhinian was no longer so anxious. Thinking of the hospital, thinking of so many people, thinking of that heavy iron box, my heart felt a little warm.

"Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian turned around and shouted, her eyes sparkling and her voice clear and clear, "I want to go out and play!"

Yan Ci stood behind him, looked out the window, and said softly, "Going out to play? Boy, it's raining a lot."

"Oh, Yan Ci, if I don't go anywhere, I'll go to the front of the villa." The young man laughed softly, "I like rainy days."

Yan Ci looked at him for a while, then nodded. The boy let out a hey hey, and ran out excitedly.

"Take an umbrella."

"No need to."

Xia Zhinian waved his hands without looking back, and his tone seemed natural, as if he was saying something normal, "Why do you need an umbrella when it rains?"

The last time he went out in the middle of the night, if he hadn't been worried that Yan Ci would find out if he got a fever in the rain, otherwise he wouldn't have hit him.

Yan Ci: "..."

The rice cake dumpling ran out of the villa, Yan Ci took a thick coat in his hand, draped it in his arms, opened the umbrella and followed.

The heavy rain was fine, and the teenager opened his arms in the rain, with a bright smile on his face, kicked off his shoes, and ran barefoot on the lawn.

Drenched in the rain, wanton, with a bright smile without the slightest haze, like a carefree child.

Yan Ci didn't approach him, but just held an umbrella not far away, followed him quietly, and watched him.

After a long time, the young man was drenched and happily ran over to Yan Ci, "Yan Ci."

"Ok."

Yan Ci looked at him, brought him under the umbrella, wrapped him in a coat, and asked slowly, "Is it cold?"

"…not cold."

Xia Zhinian let out a sigh of relief, feeling unprecedentedly relaxed.

Don't be greedy, take this place as an unexpected vacation, unexpected harvest, everything you couldn't get before is satisfied here, and the mood is unprecedentedly wonderful.

"Yan Ci, brother."

Xia Zhinian rolled his eyes, and his voice was soft and clean, "I'm very happy, I don't have any regrets, I'm also smiling when I die this second."

Yan Ci paused, staring at the young man for a long time, his eyes were like spots of ink, unable to reflect a single gleam of light.

He saw in the young man's eyes... the relief after having no regrets.

As if he had nothing to worry about, his heart sank hard.

"Good boy, but I'm not happy." Yan Ci said softly.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Lightning flashed across the sky suddenly, and the black bone umbrella above his head fluttered to the ground. Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, the hair on the back of his head was caught off guard, his waist was tightened, and the strength that made him feel almost painful came from him, and his body was suddenly pressed into his arms.

There was a pain on the lips, and the other lips leaned closer, and kissed them almost fiercely, and the breath was brutally plundered.

Xia Zhinian's eyes widened instantly.

"Hmm..." Yan Ci? !

The hair was grabbed, it didn't hurt, it only forced him to look up, his teeth were pried open, another person's temperature tyrannically invaded the inside, and his breath was filled with the familiar aroma of shower gel.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round, his heart was beating fast and lost its rhythm, as if it was about to burst out of his chest, his breathing gradually became rapid and messy.

"Xia Zhinian, good boy."

Yan Ci let go of him, giving the young man a chance to breathe, the darkness in his eyes almost swallowed him, his lips pressed against his, his voice was low and hoarse.

"No regrets, I don't care about anything, what about me?"

He murmured softly, grabbed the boy's hair, and fiercely bit the boy's lips.

"I don't want you anymore, do you want to leave the patient alone with the medicine?"

"Good boy." His voice softened, "Patients will go crazy."

His lips were bitten, his breath was mixed with the temperature of another person, his breath was scorching hot, Xia Zhinian's heart constricted, and the pounding sound hit the eardrums, deafening.

His fingertips trembled, he was dazed and stunned, and his breathing was short of breath.

"Yan Ci..."

He suddenly felt that it was wrong to say that he had no regrets at all just now.

At least Yan Ci...he became more and more greedy, and his thoughts were hard to let go.

After parting his lips for a moment, Yan Ci pinched the young man's difficulty in breathing and gave him a little air. The tips of his noses touched, and his two pairs of equally hot lips pressed against each other.

Yan Ci kissed him on the lips, and said softly, "My boy, I like you, you know it, why pretend not to know."

…like him?

…like him? !

"Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian's eyes widened, he was shocked, but he didn't seem to be so shocked, his breathing became more chaotic, his heart was beating violently, and he only murmured his name.

Yan Ci held the back of his neck, clasped his waist tightly with the other hand, pressed his lips against his, and spoke in a low voice.

"You can't leave me, you can't care about me, you can't leave me."

The arrogant voice hit the bottom of my heart, so unreasonable.

Xia Zhinian's heart trembled violently, his chest seemed to be paralyzed, his nose was sore and soft, and an inexplicable discomfort occupied the apex of his heart. Impulsive for a moment, he stood on tiptoe and kissed and bit it hard.

Yan Ci seemed to be stimulated, and his movements became more and more fierce, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

It was raining heavily, and the two stood in the grass, their lips and tongues pressed together, kissing and biting, wanting to stuff each other into their souls and flesh like crazy.

"Who am I to you?" Yan Ci asked hoarsely.

Xia Zhinian was hot all over, out of breath, and heard his own voice sounding slowly.

"My patients, my medicine, my...soul home."

"One is missing." Yan Ci lightly licked the corner of his lips, "I'm still your boyfriend."