Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

The temperature in Zurich in September is much cooler than in July and August.

Especially after a rain, the temperature dropped even lower.

Ji Lin parked the car in front of the building where Ling Zhao had class and waited for Ling Zhao to finish class at the exact time.

As soon as Ling Zhao got in the car, he handed Ling Zhao a cup of warm milk and asked, "Isn't the research topic finished yet?"

Ling Zhao drank a sip of milk. "It's almost time. Why do you keep asking me to drink milk recently?"

"You're too skinny. Drink some milk and see if you can gain some weight. If there's a miracle, I'll make you grow a few centimeters."

Ling Zhao: “…”

Even though he knew that Ji Lin's words had zero credibility, he still couldn't help but want to say, "I won't grow up after the second semester of my second year of high school."

"I see it."

Ji Lin started the car and took Ling Zhao to eat.

After dinner, he sent Ling Zhao home.

The car stopped and Ji Lin turned around, "You..."

Perhaps because he had too much schoolwork for the day and had eaten too much, Ling Zhao fell asleep halfway through the journey.

His head was tilted, and the hair on his forehead was longer than before, covering most of his eyes.

Ji Lin looked at him quietly for a while, his eyes unconsciously moved down and landed on his light pink lips.

Two months have passed.

It had been so long since their first kiss that the scene had almost been etched in Ji Lin's mind.

There was a drizzle outside the car, hitting the windshield.

At this moment, Ji Lin felt as if he and Ling Zhao were the only ones left in the world.

He supported the steering wheel with his hands, leaned sideways, lowered his head, and gently kissed Ling Zhao on the lips.

My heart is beating fast.

The blood boils.

Ji Lin's face suddenly turned red.

If he said that the last time he kissed Ling Zhao was because he was drunk and had sex with someone else, then that was why he did that.

Then this time it is a sober "crime".

He kissed Ling Zhao again.

Ling Zhao's lips were so soft, so soft that he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his own lips, to make sure there were no lip lines and no dead skin that would hurt Ling Zhao. Then he took a deep breath and lowered his head to kiss him again.

Ling Zhao wasn't drunk, so he didn't dare to be too radical.

She didn't dare to pry open Ling Zhao's lips and teeth like she did last time. She could only rub the two lips lightly and stop at a light taste.

Ji Lin sat back, gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and panted with red eyes.

After he calmed down, he looked at Ling Zhao again.

I didn’t dare to look at it before because I was afraid that I couldn’t control myself and kissed Ling Zhao passionately like last time, and Ling Zhao would definitely be woken up by the kiss.

When the time comes, two grown men will face each other, and it will be a bad scene.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but when he approached Ling Zhao just now, he smelled the faint sweet milky scent on him again.

In order to get confirmation, Ji Lin leaned sideways and prepared to get closer to smell it.

But when he got close to Ling Zhao and put his nose close to Ling Zhao's slender white neck, Ling Zhao woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a head with short black hair in front of him, leaning close to her neck, like a big puppy, trying to sniff him.

Ling Zhao was so scared that he clutched his collar tightly, and asked with a red face: "Ji Lin, what are you doing?"

Ji Lin didn't expect Ling Zhao to wake up at this critical moment, and he felt a little panicked.

But he immediately said in his heart that it was better to wake up now than just now.

He just wanted to smell Ling Zhao's scent.

But what he did just now was pure hooliganism.

"I just want to make sure if you smell like toffee."

Ling Zhao's face turned even redder. "I said it was discontinued. You smelled it wrong."

Ji Lin felt guilty and didn't dare to continue to dwell on the candy. He cleared his throat and said, "You're home."

Ling Zhao looked at the lighted house outside the window, then picked up his backpack and said, "Then I'll go back first."

Before Ling Zhao opened the car door, Ji Lin stuffed an umbrella into his hand and said, "Didn't you notice it was raining?"

Ling Zhao took the umbrella.

Ji Lin, however, held on to the other side of the umbrella.

"I need to go to the airport later."

"You want to go back to South City?" Ling Zhao's heart skipped a beat. He had never heard Ji Lin mention this before.

Ji Lin shook his head. "No, I'm going to Iceland... I have something very important to do. I'm going to save people."

He said it very tactfully, but Ling Zhao could tell that this was something that could not be spoken casually.

He was very considerate and didn't ask any further questions, but said, "Don't get hurt."

……

Ji Lin and Huo Mingzheng set off to Iceland together to rescue Fu Yan who was kidnapped by Huo Yuanshi.

The process was uneventful.

Before parting with Fu Yan at the Iceland airport, Fu Yan took a look at his plane ticket and learned that he was not returning to South City, but was going to Zurich.

Fu Yan suddenly realized, "You are not doing this for Ling Zhao, are you?"

She remembered Ji Lin mentioned that Ling Zhao lived in Zurich.

Ji Lin looked away and cleared his throat tactically.

Fu Yan made a look of realization, "You really did it for Ling Zhao. How far have you come?"

"Which step?" Ji Lin seemed to have been stepped on, "He and I are innocent."

But the scene of kissing Ling Zhao twice flashed through his mind.

Seeing his face inexplicably red, Fu Yan squinted at him, "I didn't say anything happened between you, what do you mean by innocent?"

"You bomb me!" Ji Lin's whole face looked normal. He was still handsome and handsome. Only the tips of his ears were slightly red. "Sure enough, two kinds of people can't sleep in the same bed. I think of the innocent and cute Fu Xiaoyan." "

"Don't make jokes with me."

Fu Yan looked at him carefully.

Ji Lin was so frightened by what she saw that he pulled Fu Yan closer and said ambiguously, "It's just what you think."

He and Ling Zhao kissed.

But both times he took the initiative unilaterally. One time, Ling Zhao was drunk and he took advantage of the situation.

One time, Ling Zhao fell asleep in his car and he couldn't control his emotions.

……

In an entertainment club in Zurich.

Zhong Li hit a ball into the pocket, put away the pool cue, took a cigarette from the bodyguard, took two puffs, and poked the cigarette butt into the ashtray, "You said Ji Lin is not in Zurich anymore?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhong, we just found out that Ji Lin has been gone for several days."

Zhong Li sneered. He was not afraid of Ji Lin, he just thought Ji Lin was too annoying.

As long as Ji Lin is around, there is no possibility for him and Ling Zhao to go further.

In his second year of high school, he deliberately made all the boys in the class exclude Ling Zhao so that no one would be willing to sit at the same table with Ling Zhao.

If Ji Lin hadn't suddenly intervened, he would have become Ling Zhao's deskmate, and perhaps Ling Zhao would have been his long ago.

God was kind to him and he met Ling Zhao again in Zurich.

He took the bottle of potion handed to him by the bodyguard.

"It just so happens that Ji Lin is not here, so no one can interfere with my good deeds."

This time, he was determined to get Ling Zhao no matter what, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to taste Ling Zhao first.

He curled his lips, imagining Ling Zhao lying under him and obeying him obediently...