After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Mo Jinan kicked over the basin of water in annoyance. Looking at Lin Jiayan's guilty look, he became even more upset and unable to think calmly.

"Jin'an... don't do this..."

Lin Jiayan closed his eyes and exhaled with difficulty, his voice dry and hoarse: "I won't affect your life... If you don't accept me, I won't appear in front of you in the future..."

"I don't want my love to cause trouble to you... I also don't want... I have loved you for so many years, but in return I have received your disgust..."

Lin Jiayan slowly stood up, picked up his windbreaker and managed to stand firmly. Mo Jinan frowned slightly and grabbed his arm: "Where are you going?"

"I...I'll find another hotel...You sleep here tonight, and I'll leave."

"Lin Jiayan, stop being crazy!"

Mo Jinan's blood vessels bulged as he pulled his hand. He looked at Lin Jiayan's obviously swaying figure and said coldly, "How fucking old are you? You tell me how fucking old you are, and you're trying to do this to me!"

"Take off your clothes right now, cover yourself with a blanket and go to sleep! I'll call you when I get the stomach medicine."

Mo Jinan snatched his coat and threw it on the sofa, then unreasonably pressed him down on the bed: "You are playing tricks on me like a little woman! Lin Jiayan, are you a man? If you were a woman, I would tolerate your temper!"

Mo Jinan rubbed his brows with a headache, sat on the sofa and used his coat to cushion his butt. He was silent for a while and looked at Lin Jiayan: "I can't accept your messy love affairs."

"Um…"

Lin Jiayan forced a smile and whispered, "I know... I didn't expect you to accept it at first."

"We can still be friends. I won't discriminate against you just because you're gay."

Mo Jin looked at Lin Jiayan quietly and said word by word: "Homosexuality is not a disease, you don't have to blame yourself for it. Nowadays, love is free and it's a matter of mutual consent. I've seen everything, and I don't think it's a big deal."

"It's not wrong for you to like me, but I have the right to reject you."

"I don't accept your love, but I allow you to love me."

"Lin Jiayan, it's good to be friends."

Lin Jiayan was stunned for a moment and then smiled bitterly. He pursed his lips and nodded reluctantly: "Well... being friends... is good..."

"Alright, stop giving me that look! I'm not dead yet!"

Mo Jinan felt annoyed seeing him like this, and just as he was about to continue leaving, there was a knock on the door.

"The medicine I bought for you has arrived, and the water has been boiled for you to drink later."

Mo Jinan said this and went to open the door. He threw the medicine to Lin Jiayan and put the century egg and lean meat porridge on the table.

"Drink it, then eat the porridge and go to sleep."

Lin Jiayan was silent for a long time before taking the hot water and pills and swallowing them in one gulp. He looked at the hot porridge on the table and said softly, "You...are you concerned about me?"

"If a human being sees you like this, I can't let you die in pain like this!"

Mo Jinan opened the lid of the porridge and carefully blew it to cool it down before giving it to Lin Jiayan. He sat aside and waited quietly for Lin Jiayan to finish eating, then gave him some paper and asked him to wipe his mouth.

"Sleep with me at night..."

"ill!"

Lin Jiayan lowered his eyes slightly and gently grabbed the bed sheet, looking extremely aggrieved. Mo Jinan glanced at him and said coldly, "Reason."

"My stomach hurts...I want you to rub my belly..."

"You have your own hands."

Mo Jinan sat on the chair and looked at him in silence: "Lin Jiayan, I really can't follow your train of thought. Do you think that after the situation between us has become like this, I can still sleep with you openly like before?"

"If you didn't have that kind of feeling towards me, I would have slept with you tonight. But now I know that you like me, and I still don't accept it! And you still want me to sleep with you!"

Lin Jiayan nodded, covered his stomach and turned slightly to the side. His face was still pale after taking the medicine, and his breathing was so heavy that he seemed to be unable to breathe.

Without waiting for Mo Jinan to speak, Lin Jiayan took off his clothes, covered himself with the quilt and stopped talking. However, the beads of sweat on his forehead revealed his pain at the moment.

Mo Jinan was silent for a long time, then took off his clothes and lay down on another bed. He was so upset that he couldn't sleep at all.

He was actually at a loss and scared about Lin Jiayan's sudden confession. Mo Jinan thought that he just didn't like men. Although Lin Jiayan was really good to him, this couldn't make his heart moved.

The room suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of Lin Jiayan's heavy breathing coming from the bed next to him.

He seemed to be still in pain and was breathing softly. Mo Jinan stood up calmly in the darkness, but saw that Lin Jiayan was still curled up on the bed, trembling slightly.

Mo Jinan lay back down and closed his eyes, just to ignore it and not be bothered, but he suddenly remembered that Lin Jiayan's stomachache was because he drank so much to get him the Action Man figurine, and he hesitated...

Lin Jiayan lay on the bed, gasping for breath. His stomach was aching so much that he couldn't help whimpering.

Mo Jinan slowly got out of bed and quietly approached Lin Jiayan's bed. He reached into the quilt and rubbed Lin Jiayan's belly.

"Good morning..."

"Shut your mouth! Sleep!"

Mo Jinan propped himself up and gently rubbed his belly. His strong abdominal muscles were covered with sticky sweat. This posture was not comfortable for Mo Jinan, but he still forced himself to rub his belly.

"Don't drink next time."

Mo Jinan looked at Lin Jiayan with a slightly complicated expression, then slowly pulled out that hand and prepared to switch to another.

Lin Jiayan thought he was going to leave but he grabbed his arm and almost begged: "Jin'an... don't leave... please."

"I just switched hands. This hand is tired."

Mo Jinan simply lay on the bed with her butt sticking up and rubbing his belly, so she didn't have to twist her body and be so uncomfortable.

Lin Jiayan finally let go of his arm and lay down again. He was breathing slightly and couldn't help but move closer to Mo Jinan.

"Still hurts?"

"pain…"

Lin Jiayan carefully pulled Mo Jinan's arm. He rolled his Adam's apple and said hoarsely, "Jinan... hug me... please..."

"No, Lin Jiayan, it won't hurt if I hug you? Can you find a better excuse if you want to take advantage of me?"

Lin Jiayan stopped talking for a moment and started breathing weakly. Mo Jinan was so exhausted that he threw back the quilt, crawled in and hugged Lin Jiayan's strong waist.

"Alright, alright! I give in to you! Just this once!"

Lin Jiayan hummed softly, and wrapped his arms around Mo Jinan, with almost half of his body pressing on him.

"It's so heavy that it kills your uncle!"

Mo Jinan really didn't expect Lin Jiayan to be so despicable. He couldn't move his muscles, so he glared at Lin Jiayan with gritted teeth in the dark.

"Little rabbit..."

"Let me hug you..."

"Don't move, please... Don't leave me... Be good..."

Mo Jinan was completely desperate now. Since he couldn't push him away, he could only force him to hold him like this. Mo Jinan silently comforted himself: It's okay, we're all men anyway, hugging me won't hurt any flesh, and it's not like we're going to bed together or anything.

Lin Jiayan was panting, and all the hot air was sprayed on Mo Jinan's neck, and the tingling sensation made Mo Jinan shiver.

"Enough is enough, Lin Jiayan!"

Mo Jinan pushed him as if warning, but Lin Jiayan groaned in pain and then let out a series of weak gasps.

Mo Jinan was stunned for a moment and then hurried to check on his condition. Lin Jiayan was leaning against Mo Jinan, gasping for breath and looking very weak.

"Little bunny...hug me..."

"Tsk..."

Mo Jinan was completely defeated, and he lay back down and gently hugged his waist. Lin Jiayan reached out and rubbed Mo Jinan's head and pecked his forehead gently.

"Hey!"

“I’m hurt…”

Mo Jinan: …

Seeing that Mo Jinan no longer struggled to resist his touch, Lin Jiayan smiled unconsciously. He hugged Mo Jinan tighter and rubbed his face affectionately.

"Little rabbit...your Mr. Rabbit...loves you very much..."