MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 106 what time

The meeting at that end was over, Xia Zhinian looked at the black sesame glutinous rice **** with curled lips and a smile on his face, he pursed his lower lip with difficulty, and hastily put aside the relationship.

"I don't know, I just woke up and don't know anything."

He is innocent!

Yan Ci hooked his lips warmly, and said "Oh" in a neither salty nor bland, "Really."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Ahhh, I'm not happy again.

Xia Zhi was old, seeing that the video conference over there had been turned off, he went over and scratched his wrist.

"Otherwise, I'll call my brother now and ask."

He thought for a moment, took out his cell phone, dialed it, and turned on the speaker.

After Xia Wenhan heard it, his reaction was very calm, "It's Xu Sheng's own plan. You have been in a coma for five years and there have been people who want to marry you. I thought the Xia family would be grateful to them for this, so don't bother."

Xia Zhinian heaved a sigh of relief, and said softly, "Okay, I got it, thank you brother."

"but-"

The conversation over there suddenly changed, and he asked aloud, "Why do you ask this every year? Where are you now?"

"Yan resigned from the company."

Xia Zhi answered honestly.

Xia Wenhan: "..."

Yan Ci Yan Ci is Yan Ci again.

Xia Wenhan thought about the tooth marks and traces on his neck, felt unhappy, and said coldly, "I haven't been to my company yet, so I went to Yan Ci's place first."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Ah, good guy, another one is offended.

Xia Zhinian has one head and two big heads, "Go, go, I'll be there in two days."

Yan Ci raised the corners of his eyes, silently grabbed the boy's wrist, and pulled him closer.

With a bit of brutal monopoly.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Wenhan said again: "However, the youngest daughter of the Xusheng family, you met every year when you were young, her name is Cen Xue, and she has been arguing to marry you since kindergarten."

"?!"

ah? !

Tightening his wrists tightly, he held him tightly, Xia Zhinian turned his head to look over, saw a faint gentle smile on the face of the Qingjuan boy, his scalp tingled.

"Brother, I don't remember anything about my childhood. Besides, even if I do remember, I can't agree to it. I'll hang up now. Goodbye!"

"beep-"

The teenager Ma Liu hung up the phone, shook his wrist, and shook the boy's hand, and smiled obediently, "There is no marriage, and I have no impression of that Cen Xue, so don't worry."

Yan Ci's eyes were dark, he paused for two seconds, and called him.

"Good boy."

"Ok?"

The smile on Yan Ci's face faded a bit, "If you haven't fainted for five years, we must have obtained the certificate."

Even if you are not married, you must be engaged.

"That way, there will be no such messy rumors."

During the five years, when she had a falling out with the Yan family, Xia Zhinian fell into a coma, and Yan Ci and the Xia family looked for doctors and experts everywhere.

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles caused by the death of the Yan family, no one outside knows the relationship between Yan Ci and the Xia family.

No one knew that the youngest son of the Xia family spent half of his time with this upstart in the business world.

Quietly nestled in his arms.

five years.

The boy lowered his eyes, his eyes were dark and dark.

Xia Zhinian's heart softened for a moment, the apex of his heart was numb and a little painful, he grabbed his wrist and softened his voice.

"Brother, don't be sad, there will be no next time, really."

Yan Ci raised his eyes and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

"I'm not sorry, baby, I said—"

He smiled gently, "You owe me five years, and I want to take it back from you without losing anything."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"Take, take, take, take."

The young man is bald and feels that his waist is in danger.

Yan Ci never worked overtime, Xia Zhinian ate a supplementary meal for a period of time, recently he was able to eat something tasty,

After thinking for a while, he took people to Zou Ziqian's house for a barbecue.

I haven't been here for five years, and the area of ​​Zou's barbecue has expanded a lot, and the number of customers has also increased.

Zou Ziqian was not there, he seemed to be in another province, but Mother Zou recognized him.

"Little classmate, you're awake, your appearance hasn't changed at all."

Zou's mother looked surprised, "How is your body? I heard from that boy Zou Ziqian that you have been in a coma for several years, so you need to take good care of it."

Xia Zhinian smiled, "I just woke up recently, and I feel much better, thank you, auntie."

Mother Zou smiled, "I still remember, the night before your car accident, you came to our store for a barbecue, just the two of you, I didn't expect that kind of thing to happen the next day, hey."

Someone nearby called the boss, so she turned around and went to work.

But Yan Ci was caught off guard and thought of something, frowned slightly, and looked at the white and tender rice cake dumplings next to him inexplicably.

He came with rice cake dumplings that barbecue, and he ate a lot, thinking about it now...

Tsk.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci smiled warmly, "Is there any reason why you came to Zou's barbecue before the car accident?"

"what?"

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a while, "After I came here, the first time I ate this kind of spicy food with a strong taste was the barbecue of Zou Ziqian's family. I thought I would not be able to eat it in the future, so I ate this again for the last meal. , from beginning to end."

Yan Ci: "..."

Ah.

The smile on Yan Ci's face was extremely gentle, as soft as water, but his eyes were cold, and he casually praised, "The sense of ceremony is really good."

"In addition to that calendar, dear boy, you really... have worked so hard to leave."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian got a bite of barbecue stuck between his teeth, he couldn't get up or down, his almond eyes were round and not swaying, he glanced over with a guilty conscience, and crazily condemned himself in his heart.

Let you talk a lot, let you talk fast, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yan Ci smiled lightly, put his palm on the boy's chin, and said in a low voice, "Hey, eat, it's time to go back after eating, it's getting dark."

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

He looked up, it was dark in summer, Yan Ci got off work early today, and now he didn't even arrive for lunch.

Around... the sky is bright.

Yan Ci smiled gently, and held his hand, rubbing his fingertips in his palm one by one.

Some itch.

Xia Zhinian's body stiffened a little, and he ate the barbecue in his mouth dryly.

In the past five years, Yan Ci has suffered from skin hunger and thirst attacks particularly frequently and every time, but he is still unwilling to touch the drowsy and unconscious boy, so he bears it.

Before the barbecue was finished, Xia Zhinian saw Yan Ci slightly scratch his arm a few times.

It may be that the topic has been stimulated again.

Xia Zhinian put his hand on his arm.

Holding hands in the car all the way, it should be able to relieve a little. When he returned to the villa, he was thirsty from eating barbecue and wanted to drink water, so he lifted his feet and walked to the table.

As soon as he took a step, his wrist was caught off guard, and he was firmly hooped down.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Ci stared at him with dark eyes.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian was stunned for a moment, "I drink water."

He lowered his head and saw a few clear fresh red marks on Yan Shen's arm. He was surprised to find that although he shook Lu Yi's hand, Yan Ci's illness... didn't seem to be relieved.

"Yan Ci, you..."

He froze for a moment.

The boy slowly relaxed a little, "Let's go, I'll drink too."

Yan Ci said he wanted to drink, but he only poured a glass of water and handed it over.

The wall of the warm glass soaked in water pressed against the upper lip. The boy nearby was tall and straight, looking down at him, holding the glass loosely, pressing it against the young man's bright red lips.

Xia Zhinian's heart pounded twice, his eyelashes trembled, and he opened his mouth slightly.

After feeding in a small glass of water, Yan Ci put down the glass, still scratching from time to time, Xia Zhinian was a little anxious, "Don't scratch, is it useless to touch?"

The special medicine lost its effect?

Yan Ci's meaning is unknown

Looking at him, his voice was low, "It's useful, but it's been too severe in the past five years. It could be relieved by small contact before, but not now."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The roots of his ears are a little hot, his almond eyes are round, and his voice is soft, "Then how much contact do you need?"

Yan Ci slightly bent his lips, and asked, "How much contact can a good boy give?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Ahhhhhhhhhh black sesame glutinous rice **** are really...

The young man glanced at him, his earlobe was full of color, leaned closer, and kissed his lips with a "baji".

"A little bit of area." He looked up, his ears were flushed, turned his head slightly, and kissed the corner of his lips again, "Two little bit of area."

Kissing the side face, "Three dots area."

Kiss the chin, "Four dots area."

Kiss the earlobe, "Five o'clock area."

…

The young man grabbed the clothes around his waist with his fingers, kissed him softly, and his voice was soft, warm and sultry.

The eyelashes of the beautiful almond eyes are half down, and the amber pupils reflect a warm light.

With a bit of pure and unknowing astringency.

Yan Ci's eyes darkened.

Xia Zhinian kissed the boy's face indiscriminately. He couldn't reach the high place, so he turned down and kissed the Adam's apple on his neck. His heart was beating wildly, hitting his chest up and down, and his breath was spilling.

"Well…"

The side of the waist suddenly tightened, the body was lifted up, the balance was lost for a moment, and the next second, the whole person tilted down, and his back touched the back of the sofa.

The jaw was pinched, and the slender knuckles were buckled up. The boy was forced to look up, his jaw was broken, and his breathing was out of rhythm.

Yan Ci let go of his chin and held the back of his slender neck.

His breath was filled with the familiar scent of shower gel, just like it was five years ago. The young man's breath was completely occupied, brutally plundered, his chest heaved and fluctuated, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

"Oh Yan, Yan Ci..."

Xia Zhinian took a breath, the tails of his eyes were slightly moist, his whole body was hot, and he barely picked up his thoughts, "Don't, don't kiss a place..."

"how?"

Xia Zhinian's breath was messy, panting, "...the area is so small."

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci clicked his tongue lightly.

Rice cake dumpling is quite concerned about his illness.

…No, and it’s not.

When he thought of the past five years, the numbness all over his body became more and more intense, like countless bugs gnawing on his body, burrowing into the bottom of his heart, his eyes darkened slightly.

"Yan Ci, you—"

"never mind."

Yan Ci suddenly said, "I'm going to take the medicine."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"Why do you need to take medicine?"

The teenager didn't keep up with this rhythm a little bit.

Yan Ci snorted softly, with a low voice, "You left me five years ago, arranged everything and prepared to leave, didn't you care if I needed to take medicine or not? What do you care now."

"I don't have any special medicine."

He got up and took out the medicine box nearby. There were more than a dozen cans of small bottles densely packed inside, as well as messy medicine boards.

Already quite empty.

Xia Zhinian's heart felt numb and sore, and he grabbed his hand that was about to take the medicine, "Farewell, Yan Ci, there are special medicines, I'm here."

The young man hugged his waist, and Yan Ci glanced at him, "Here you are now, but you left five years ago, if you get your wish, the special medicine will naturally be gone."

Xia Zhinian pursed his mouth, grabbed him and didn't let go, snorted, "Skin hunger needs to be touched by people, you are just a clean freak, so you don't want to touch it."

He lowered his voice, "I thought, as long as you want, you can always find the next one."

Yan Ci: "..."

"Good boy."

Yan Ci smiled angrily at him, the corners of his lips curled up, and his tone was so soft that he almost drowned him in it.

Also the next one?

"OK."

He smiled, his eyes widened a little, his fingertips hooked the corner of the boy's clothes, and his lips covered it.

Xia Zhi

Nian was hugged and leaned on the sofa. Hearing a low laugh from a boy nearby, his scalp went numb.

His hair was long and hadn't been cut yet, and a small knot was tied at the back of his head. His hard and slender knuckles penetrated into the hair, pushed the loose leather ring down, and grabbed his hair with his fingers and gently pulled it back.

"Well…"

It didn't hurt, but the boy was forced to raise his head, his eyes opened a little bit.

The neck fossa was gnawed up by sharp teeth, sticking to the artery.

Xia Zhiqing shivered.

Yan Ci clearly sensed the trembling of the young man, and raised his lips, "Okay, next one, this is the first year of today, count by yourself, how many there are in total."

"?!!"

After the fiery kiss fell, Xia Zhinian closed his eyes, his blood was burning hot, and he hummed softly.