MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 91 Snowing

Xia Zhinian rolled his eyes at Yan Ci, turned his head and ignored him, and went to eat hot pot enduring the pain in his mouth.

The young man's lips were red, and while he was eating, he hissed and sucked in cool air. His slender eyelashes were half-drooped, and he gently blew on the piece of meat he was sandwiching.

Soft and surly.

Yan Ci chuckled, and pinched the piece of meat in front of his eyes.

Xia Zhinian no longer had the feeling of reluctance to leave after eating this meal, and when he was about to eat, the chopsticks were taken away by the boy next to him.

He didn't mind, he obediently took a sip of his drink, chatted with people around him occasionally, complained about too much homework.

The private room was lively and noisy, but not noisy, Xia Zhinian raised his eyes to look around.

He had never been able to sit in a crowded private room with a large group of young people full of vigor and gossip, sniffing the hot aroma of hot pot and talking nonsense in a relaxed manner.

Sitting here now, looking at the past with bent eyes, there is a sense of confusion and confusion for no reason.

like a dream.

But he is here.

Really sitting in the crowd.

Xia Zhinian lowered his eyes, quietly stretched out his hand, reached close to the boy beside him, grabbed his hand, and rubbed it with his fingertips.

Yan Ci opened his fingers, allowing the young man's slender fingers to fall in, and his palms touched. The body temperature of the two of them was enveloped, and a layer of hot flashes quickly appeared in his palms.

very warm.

The voices of people around were chaotic and enthusiastic, Yan Ci turned his face and saw the young man was also looking at him, the air seemed to be divided, and this corner quietly quieted down.

The young man looked at him, his almond eyes were round and suddenly curved into crescents, his pupils were clear, with a pure smile.

He didn't say anything, just called his name softly.

— Yan Ci.

I feel relieved and happy when I call.

On the second day of Christmas, I heard from Yan Ci that Christmas and Nanjia City's unique... Lantern Festival, a festival to welcome joy and eliminate bad luck, collided on the same day.

Yan Ci took him out, and the government specially set aside a square, connected to the commercial snack streets on both sides, full of various small stalls.

The outer circle is surrounded by neon lights that change from flickering to flickering, but inside the square are several rows of lanterns.

The flow of people is surging, and the noise is endless.

Even though it was such a cold day, there were more people, but it didn't feel so cold anymore.

Xia Zhinian was wrapped in a down jacket, with his chin buried in the furry collar, being pulled by Yan Ci, excitedly looking left and right, dazzled, wanted to buy a little of everything.

"There are too many people, don't run around."

Yan Ci gave him a hand.

"No run, no run."

Xia Zhinian nodded again and again, his eyes were still on a small stall next to him, the corners of his lips were raised, and he pointed there with his fingers, his almond eyes were shining.

"Yan Ci, I want to eat that!"

The boss set up a stall, and on a special perforated base, sticks of red candied haws, hawthorns, strawberries, and even bunches of grapes and oranges.

The yellow-orange-orange rock sugar is frozen hard, and the round strings are strung together, which looks very attractive.

Xia Zhinian blinked and pulled Yan Ci to go there.

Before he could move his legs, his waist suddenly tightened.

Through the down jacket, he clasped his hands up, followed by the whole person's line of sight slid upwards, and his field of vision instantly became wider and brighter.

"Hey?"

The young man was surprised, hugged Yan Ci's shoulder and smiled, "Yan Ci, what are you doing, I am so eye-catching, go to the candied haws."

"Ah."

Yan Ci gave a gentle snort, holding the young man with one hand, and looked at him with dark eyes, "It's cold, the candied haws are too cold, you couldn't sleep because of your toothache two days ago, forgot?"

Nian Gao Duanzi's wisdom tooth was repeatedly inflamed, and sooner or later he had to be pulled out, but he also needed anesthesia and anti-inflammatory injections. After that, he couldn't eat well for several days.

The rice cake dumpling was a little bit resistant, and dragged on and didn't want to go.

Xia Zhinian swayed his legs, stared at the small stall eagerly, tugged at Yan Ci's clothes, and hummed softly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt now, wisdom teeth are inflamed.

What's the matter, eat and eat! "

Yan Ci directly made him laugh out loud, and pinched his chin with his free hand.

"If you want to pull out your teeth now, I can take you there directly."

"Ah no, it's getting to the point of pulling out teeth."

Xia Zhinian's almond eyes were round, he bent his eyes and smiled, glanced at the people passing by, approached his ear and lowered his voice, calling him softly.

"Yan Ci, brother, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, brother."

Xia Zhinian reached out to scratch his hair.

The young man was smiling, his fair and tender face reflected a little lantern red light, like a rice cake dumpling with rouge powder, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, he was obedient and attractive.

Yan Ci felt itchy when he called him, and his ears felt a little numb. He lowered his eyes, and the darkness in his eyes spread, and there was a hint of danger in the warmth.

"Really want to eat?"

"Want to eat!"

Seeing his reaction, Xia Zhinian felt something was going on, his almond eyes lit up slightly, and he leaned closer and called again, "...Brother? Boyfriend? Boyfriend brother?"

"...tsk."

Yan Ci lightly curled his lower lip, turned around and headed to the stall with the man in his arms.

Xia Zhinian's eyes lit up suddenly, he laughed out loud, "Thank you brother."

He approached Yan Ci's ear, raised his hand to cover it, looked like he was about to whisper, leaned closer, and kissed him.

There were a lot of people coming and going, men and women passing by, looking at these two good-looking young men, they couldn't help but look back twice, seeing the intimate conversation, several young girls gathered together and laughed softly.

"These two look good."

"Don't look, it looks like a couple."

"Haha I think so too."

When he arrived at the stall, Yan Ci put the boy down and asked him to choose carefully, Xia Zhinian looked at it with a curious face.

In addition to the vertical ones, there are also some small boxes below, which contain miniature versions of candied haws, each with only two or three pieces, and five or six strings in a box.

The boss smiled, "I want candied haws, what kind do you want?"

Xia Zhinian looked back and forth, pointing at the small candied haws that were obviously sold in boxes.

"Here, I want a box."

"okay!"

Yan Ci glanced at him.

There are more small ones in a box than one big one.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were shining brightly, and he touched his elbow with his elbow, "There are five different ones, and they have many flavors. I will eat one... or two, and I will give you the rest."

"…Oh?"

Yan Ci hooked the corners of his lips, and the lantern light shone red at the end of his eyes, dimly and ambiguously, looking at him with a half-smile, with a contemptuous tone with a hint of ambiguity, provocatively, "I'll eat your leftovers?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The roots of his ears were a little red, which was not so obvious under the dim light of the red lantern, but Yan Ci still noticed it and stretched out his hand to pinch it.

The young man shivered, his pinched earlobe became even hotter, he glanced away, and muttered in a low voice pretending to be calm, "Forget it if you don't eat it, it would be better if I finish it all."

Yan Ci laughed lightly, "You have a good idea."

"Your candied haws are ready, take them away."

Xia Zhinian took the small bag, waited for Yan Ci to pay the money, and walked forward. He opened the box and took out a small bunch. On it were traditional hawthorns, wrapped in syrup, and frozen hard.

The fruit on the small string of candied haws was also a bit smaller. He took a bite, it was a bit hard, and he took the whole fruit from the top and bit it into his mouth.

The icy cold air instantly melted in the mouth, with hints of sweetness.

...Hiss, it's so cold.

He wanted to exhale the cold air out of his mouth, but the cold air outside was as cold as it was. He closed his mouth again, covered his cheeks, and bit the fruit open with a single bite.

The cool and sour sweetness spreads more and more, and the tongue is full of fluid.

"If it's too cold, spit it out."

Yan Ci looked down at him, without a tissue, and pressed his palm up against his lips.

The young man held up a bright red candied haws, his lips were even more red, he smiled and lowered his head to kiss his palm.

"Not cold, delicious."

…nonsense.

It must be cool.

Where Yan Ci's palm was kissed by Rourou, he could clearly feel the coldness from the young man's mouth, but it was too soft and passed by in a flash.

After leaving, he seemed to be confused and felt his palms were hot.

The boy's eyes were dark, watching the boy eating candied haws with a smile.

Xia Zhinian held the box, looked at the different fruit flavors inside, ate two bites for one, stared at the box, let the boy next to him hold his wrist to guide the direction, and didn't look at the road.

After he picked up five of them one by one, took one or two, and put the last string back into the box.

His shoulder was suddenly pushed, and he was pushed against the wall before he could recover.

Looking up, it was dark, and the alley in the corner was dimly lit, covered by a tall boy, his brows and eyes were somewhat blurred, and only half of his face was reflected in the red light of a high-hanging lantern.

Xia Zhinian blinked, "...Yan Ci?"

"I've eaten?"

Yan Ci smiled slightly, leaning against him calmly, with a soft voice.

The boy's eyebrows are clear, gentle and gentle, but his eyes are hidden in the dark, which makes him look a little... indescribably alluring.

The sight that entangles people makes people unable to leave.

Xia Zhinian's heart thumped twice, his almond eyes were round, and his tone was soft, "...Ah, um, it's time to eat."

He lifted the box up a bit, "Do you want to eat now?"

Yan Ci glanced at the bright red candied haws from the corner of his eye, his eyes slowly moved down, and if there was any substance, he slid inch by inch to the same rosy lips of the young man, his eyes were deep, his voice was soft, meaning something.

"Hey boy, you still owe me the wine and didn't feed it to me."

The rice cake dumpling promised him the day he confessed his love.

Xia Zhinian's face was a little hot, and he always felt that there was warmth in that gaze, which made him almost hot.

What do you mean, I want to use candied haws as wine.

On the street, black sesame glutinous rice **** are too, too...

His eyelashes twitched, but he didn't answer the question, his eyes were round and he pretended to be stupid.

"There's no alcohol here."

Yan Ciqing smiled slightly. Seeing him pretending to be ignorant, he squeezed his chin, "Why, boy, you don't want to?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's ears were crimson, looking at the boy's black smiling eyes, his heart was numb.

But here is not far from the street, there is an endless stream of people who come out to shop at the stalls, and the noise comes over.

He really wasn't thick-skinned enough, so he looked away from those dark eyes.

"Ah, what, why don't you want to?"

Yan Ci laughed out loud, raised the boy's jaw with his fingertips, and leaned over to overturn him.

The light was blocked, and the small corner was drowsy. The young man raised his slender neck, and his lips were touched by the familiar temperature.

Out of the corner of the eye, he swept along the side of the boy's neck, caught off guard and saw something, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"?!!"

I giao? !

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round, his face was burning, he pushed Yan Ci numbly, and stood against the wall, facing the man.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah.

Why is his brother here? !

Yan Ci turned his head and saw a tall and straight man in an iron-gray overcoat and a scarf at the entrance of the alley. He stared at the two of them standing at the bottom of the wall with heavy eyes, and snorted coldly when he saw this.

Yan Ci: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Xia Zhinian's face was flushed, not sure what his brother saw just now.

He and Yan Ci hadn't told his family yet, but he ran into him directly.

It's too out of morals!

Why is his brother here?

Xia Wenhan glanced at the two of them with narrow eyes, without saying a word, Xia Zhinian was very flustered, glanced at him like a little quail, and said honestly.

"…elder brother."

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "Brother."

Xia Wenhan: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "...?!"

Xia Zhinian turned her head and glanced at him with round almond eyes.

Yan Ci smiled lightly.

He didn't think that the Xia family didn't know about him and rice cake dumplings, even if they didn't know for sure, but it was an indisputable fact that he and rice cake dumplings got close.

After coming and going, the Xia family is smart, so it is impossible not to see something.

Xia Wenhan's face was dark and swishing, and he gave them a glare.

He sent a message yesterday to ask, knowing that his younger brother was going out to play with Yan Ci, he guessed it would be here, and he didn't come here on purpose, but he just finished work and came here in a moment of leisure, wandering around.

As a result, he saw his younger brother being picked up by the **** being dragged and picked up by the unusually conspicuous and skillful.

Xia Wenhan: "..."

He was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"...The wall is cold, don't lean against the wall."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the alley.

"???"

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment.

it means...

The corners of Yan Ci's lips bent, and he touched the young man's head. His fingertips slid down and touched the tips of the young man's ears, which were cold in the air, and he hooked them over the wide hat of the down jacket and put them on.

The fluffy collar covered half of the boy's face, making the boy seem obediently obedient.

"Let's go."

Yan Ci smiled kindly, took the boy's hand, and followed him out of the alley.

"Your brother and the others should have already guessed."

When walking out of the alley, Xia Zhinian saw his brother strolling casually in front of him, keeping a certain distance away, not getting too close to them, so as not to obstruct their space to be alone.

Tall, broad and straight back.

Xia Zhinian's heart warmed.

Suddenly, white snowflakes fluttered down in front of my eyes, and they fell to the ground, the branches, and the red lanterns.

Snowing…

Xia Zhinian slightly bent his eyes and smiled briskly.

The snow was heavy, but the people in the square did not feel sorry for it. Instead, they were more happy to walk in the snow, relaxed and comfortable.

The auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year.

Next year will be an even better year.

The pure white snow surface is reddish reflected by the lantern, lazy, lazy and casual.

The boy's hand was squeezed, and he squeezed into the warm palm, and the voice in his ear was soft.

"Let's go, there is still a long way to go, interesting, good, there are many more."