MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 88 I like

Xia Zhinian's eyes rounded, and the base of his ears became hot. He took out potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, flattening his mouth, "Hmph, I think too much, I'm not wronged or tired, I still hope you don't have a long mouth."

Yan Ci hugged the man with one hand, and took a soft chair with the other, put it at the kitchen door, and then put the boy down.

"Sit here and don't move."

"…okay."

After ensuring that the boy was within his field of vision, Yan Ci went into the kitchen and started cooking.

Xia Zhinian was wrapped in Yan Ci's shirt, which was loose, revealing half of her delicate collarbone.

The floor heating in the villa is very good, and it is not cold at all, but... the shirt is a little short, and it will cover the buttocks.

He pulled it down vigorously, and looked at the slender boy with a jade face in the kitchen, lying on the back of the chair, eating potato chips with a crackling sound.

Black Sesame watched the paranoid madness subside a little.

But still press the fire.

…is crazy enough to be crazy.

Xia Zhinian sighed.

Yan Ci was skillfully chopping vegetables in the kitchen, turning his head from time to time, and saw the young man's chin resting on the back of the chair, his almond-shaped eyes dangling around him.

Like an obedient cat waiting to be fed.

His hands were itchy, he walked over and touched the boy's head, his voice slowed down a bit.

"almost ready."

"En." Xia Zhinian nodded.

Yan Ci cooked vegetable porridge and fried two dishes. The attractive dishes on the table made Xia Zhinian's eyes brighten a little.

He remembered that at the beginning, Yan Ci was not very good at cooking, but now it looks good and tastes delicious.

The boy pulled out the chair and was about to sit down, when his waist suddenly tightened.

Lifting his thin arms up, Xia Zhinian opened his eyes and was led to sit down.

Under the butt... are two long legs.

"!!"

"...Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian was sitting sideways, and wanted to stand up in a flash, but the boy nearby slowly clasped his waist, wrapped his arms around him, and pulled him back to sit firmly.

"Hey, sit down and don't move around."

"!!"

Woohoo!

Xia Zhinian's heart thumped twice, he couldn't help but sit up straight, his eyes fell on his two thin straight legs.

The two bruises on the knees became clearer and more terrifying on the white skin, but the legs also looked more tender and healthy.

He, he was only wearing a shirt.

"obedient."

Yan Ci glanced at him, and bent his lips lazily, "It's not like I haven't sat before."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Ahhh, black sesame glutinous rice **** advise you to lose face!

His face became hot, and he flattened his mouth, "Yanci, I won't run away, you, you let go, how can you eat this?"

He is very hungry.

Yan Ci held the young man in his arms, watched the earlobe in front of him turn brighter, and finally smiled slightly, with a gentle voice, "Just eat like this."

He took what the young man brought, moved the extra pair of bowls and chopsticks aside, and kept only one pair. Holding the porridge, he wrapped the young man in his arms with his arms, filled a bit with the porcelain spoon, brought it to the young man's lips, and said warmly: "Open your mouth .

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

Xia Zhinian's ears turned red, her heart was filled with crazy shame, she wanted to run away, she squeezed her lips tightly, looked at Yan Ci with round almond eyes, shook her head, but didn't open her mouth.

He eats it himself!

"Good boy."

Yan Ci stared at him, something deep surged in his dark eyes, he lowered his eyes, and suddenly slowed down his voice, which was deep and hoarse.

Those who listened were shocked.

"You slept with your eyes closed for 349 minutes during the day today, nearly six hours."

He stared at it for three hundred and forty-nine minutes.

Staring at every turning over, every subtle movement.

If An An was lying still, he couldn't help but step forward to check every few minutes.

Touch him...to make sure it's still warm.

Xia Zhinian's heart shrank tightly, his eyes were sore and limp, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"...Yan Ci."

Although he knew that Yan Ci might have told him deliberately to make him soft-hearted and compromise, he also believed that Yan Ci really watched him for 349 minutes.

It was his car accident and suffocation that put pressure on Yan Ci.

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, blinked her eyelashes, and opened her mouth slightly.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips were slightly curved, and there was a bit of satisfaction and joy in his dark eyes, "Good boy."

Pulling the boy closer to his arms, he put the porridge into the boy's mouth.

"..."

Xia Zhinian's ears were ripe and hot, with long eyelashes hanging down, he didn't dare to look into the boy's eyes.

The porridge disappeared into the boy's mouth bit by bit, occasionally picking up a few chopsticks.

Seeing that Yan Ci was only focused on feeding him, Xia Zhinian didn't eat himself, so he tugged at his sleeve.

"Don't patronize me, eat by yourself."

Yan Ci glanced at him, holding a porcelain spoon in his hand, slowly filled a spoonful of porridge, and gently put it into his mouth.

…that was the half-drinked bowl of the teenager.

...that was the porcelain spoon used by the boy.

The boy's almond eyes were wide open, he stared blankly, his face was burning, and his voice was soft and waxy.

"...Yan, Yan Ci."

Yan Ci replied lightly, his dark eyes were like fog in an abyss, trying to trap people in it.

Xia Zhinian's heart began to beat wildly and tense, and his blood seemed to heat up.

"What?" Yan Ci stared at Bai Nennen's rice cake dumpling, the meaning was unclear, the hand clasping the young man's waist tightened, his voice was a little deep, "Do you want me to use it?"

mind?

Xia Zhinian's fingertips trembled twice, his almond eyes were round, and his red ears moved closer.

"Baji", kissed the corner of the boy's lips.

The boy paused, his eyes darkening obviously.

After Xia Zhinian kissed himself, he was dazed for two seconds, feeling as if he had been bewitched, his face flushed, "I, I, I, I'm done, you, you, you...you continue to eat."

He stretched his legs and wanted to stand up and slip, but his arms around his waist were clasped tightly, and the voice beside his ear was steady.

"Eat well and eat with me, don't move around."

"..."

Xia Zhinian couldn't go down, seeing Yan Ci finish his meal slowly, he was carried upstairs again without touching the ground.

at night.

The boy was lying on the bed, his body curled up, his long eyelashes drooping, and his fair skin was dyed a warm color under the dim night light.

Like a warm little dumpling.

The night was thick, Yan Ci pulled the boy into his arms, staring at him intently, without any sleepiness.

During the day, he had checked almost everything. The driver did not receive the final payment, so he found him again, and the rice cake dumpling had not contacted him.

Xia Zhinian didn't think about leaving.

But he still couldn't make up his mind.

Yan Ci grabbed the boy's wrist, rubbed his fingertips twice, held the boy's warm and delicate skin in his palm, and felt the steady pulse on the inside of the wrist.

The blood vessels are beating, carrying a steady stream of vitality.

But it is too easy to die, and it is too easy to disappear.

For some unknown reason, Rice Cake Duanzi switched bodies with someone, and then switched back again, but if one day... he switched to another place again.

What if.

The fundus of Yan Ci's eyes was black and thick, dark and gloomy, terrifying.

This is his rice cake dumpling, he will not let people go.

will never.

The boy tightened his fingers, and with a little effort, Xia Zhinian opened his eyes in a daze.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Ci staring at him firmly, wishing to tie a rope around his body with his gaze.

As if he was afraid that he would disappear.

...Yan Ci is restless.

Xia Zhinian was half asleep and half awake, and was clearly aware of this problem again.

The young man rubbed his eyes, his almond eyes were sleepy and clear, his amber pupils were clear and clean, he buried his head in the boy's arms and rubbed against his neck, with a soft voice.

"Yan Ci, what time is it, why are you still awake?"

Yan Ci's neck was itchy from the hair, and he reached out to touch the boy's head, his voice

Low and sweet, "It's three o'clock, go to bed right away."

"Can't you sleep, can't you?"

The boy's voice was very soft. He raised his eyes and looked at the smooth jawline of the boy nearby.

Yan Ci was silent for a while, then hummed softly.

Xia Zhiqing sighed young, moved his body and wanted to get up.

However, as soon as he made a move, the arms around his waist suddenly tightened, and he grabbed it with a tyrannical force.

He couldn't react in time, he snorted, and was pinned firmly on Yan Ci's body.

Yan Ci subconsciously hugged him, his voice was low and hoarse, "Where are you going?"

"..."

Ugh.

Xia Zhinian lay on top of him, her chest pressed against him, her chin pressed a little under his shoulder, she didn't move, she tilted her head, rubbed it softly, and asked him suddenly for no reason.

"Yanci, brother... what do you want to do most now?"

The back of the neck was brushed by the fingertips, it was slightly cool, and it seemed to be a hot firework.

The boy's voice was sweet and slowly fell into his ears.

"I most want to lock you up and hide you."

Yan Ci's fingertips penetrated into his hair.

Xia Zhinian's earlobe showed a little bit of color, her heart beat inexplicably chaotic, thumping, as if echoing in the night.

He grabbed Yan Ci's wrist, his heart was beating fast, his breathing was a little hot, and he moved closer to this obviously restless boy, his almond eyes were round, reflecting the clear light, and his voice was soft and soft.

"Then I'll let you shut it down and hide it."

Yan Ci stopped rubbing his hair with his fingertips, raised his arm, moved the boy up, and looked at him.

Xia Zhinian's face was flushed red, his eyes shimmered, his crow feather-like eyelashes trembled, his fingers were clenched tightly, his heart was beating fast, he was a little embarrassed.

Biting her lip, her earlobes were red hot, she continued boldly.

"Before, when I was sad, you comforted me. Now that you are unhappy, I also want to make you happy."

"...Good boy."

His dark eyes stared straight at him, Xia Zhinian didn't know where to move his hands and feet when he was looking at him, his chest seemed about to be smashed by a violent heartbeat, so he moved his eyes away with difficulty, not looking at him.

Then his jaw tightened, and his fingertips pinched up, forcing him to look back and meet the boy.

Xia Zhinian's ears were so hot that he bit his lips, he said everything, so he finished it all in one go.

"elder brother…"

He clasped the hem of someone's clothes with his fingertips, dragged it back and forth, his heartbeat was unstable, and said softly, "I know you are afraid that I will disappear, and I also know that you are strong and even paranoid, but you bear it, you Afraid to scare me."

"...It doesn't really matter."

Xia Zhinian's fingertips were pinched, and she shivered slightly, her face was burning hot, nestling in the boy's arms, she looked very good, holding back her shame.

"If you can step back for me, so can I."

"So you can... use a little more force, be a little more presumptuous, control me, or be inseparable from me, whatever, I... I like it."

Like you need me.

The boy under him was visibly tense, the temperature of the air was rising, thick and sticky, and a low voice sounded in his ears as if suppressing something.

"...Good boy."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh help!

Did he drink fake wine? How could he have the face to say such a ghost? !

Xia Zhinian's face was flushed, his heart was beating wildly, his fingertips were numb, he quickly turned his head and ran down, trying to cover his face.

But the boy didn't allow it, and with his arms around his waist, he moved up easily, and Xia Zhinian was forced to show his rosy face, his almond eyes were moist, and he glanced here and there just because he was embarrassed to look at him.

Yan Ci smiled lightly, a little joyful, his voice fell to the tip of his heart, and he scratched like a small hook.

"real?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

His chin was raised, Xia Zhinian was inexplicably weak, his face was even hotter, his shame could only be said once, he couldn't repeat it, he stumbled and bit his lip, "...Ai Xin, Ai Xin, believe it or not."

"letter."

Yan Ci smiled lightly, holding the young man's wrist, rubbing his fingertips slowly, breathing heavily, "Twice

. "

"What?" Xia Zhinian didn't understand.

Yan Ci bent his lips, "It's nothing, just remember the number and save it."

I made him angry once yesterday, and made him happy again today, and I will get it back from the rice cake dumpling together.

Yan Ci didn't give him time to understand, so he frowned, "I can't sleep, I wanted you to sleep well, but since my boy said so, then... let's verify your words now."

Xia Zhinian: "Ah?!"

Verify verification? !

How, how to verify wow? !

Xia Zhinian was stunned, the boy opposite had a smile on his face, his heart thumped twice, and he was a little flustered, his almond eyes widened.

Caught off guard, he was grabbed by the body, picked it up, and stuffed a black, hard object into his hand.