The ex-boyfriends are always in the Shura field

Lin Ling wanted to say "I don't think it's right" - but looking at the man's smiling face, he changed his tone and said, "Are you joking?"

The man took off the coat for him, and easily threw it on the ground beside him, with a dangerous arc on his lips: "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Lin Ling really wanted to nod, but the sense of crisis told him not to do it—the black-haired boy said coquettishly: "It will be cold."

Qin An's thin lips parted slightly, and his fingers touched his collar: "With me here, it won't happen."

Now the only clothes left on Lin Ling's body was a white shirt, revealing the delicate collarbone of the young man, lining up with Lin Ling's black hair, making him look like a well-behaved student.But his eyes rolled back and forth like a delinquent boy thinking of bad ideas, this strong sense of contrast made Qin An's eyes darken.

Lin Ling wanted to continue to struggle, but Qin An obviously didn't want to listen anymore, and directly released his big move: "Are you waiting for me to help you take a bath?"

Lin Ling: "..."

— Better leave it, buddy.

The black-haired boy stretched out his hand and pushed Qin An out of the door—the man didn't press him every step of the way, and exited the door cooperatively. Then, he was grabbed by his sleeves, and facing a pair of pitiful eyes, Lin Ling struggled to death: "Hey, it's okay to give me a pajamas, otherwise I might stay in there and try to suffocate myself."

According to what Qin An said, it's really shameful, okay?He really can't do it rough!

The man thought for a while, and walked out of Lin Ling's field of vision. When he came back soon, Qin An had already held a silk bathrobe in his hand—although it was a bit different from the pajamas Lin Ling imagined, it was still very good!People must know how to be content!

The black-haired boy grabbed the bathrobe and slammed the door shut, fearing that Qin An would regret it.

Qin An outside the door showed no intention of repenting. He folded his arms around his chest and stood with his back against the wall.He let the sound of water in the bathroom invade his ears, and suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

The sound of water made him think of the sound of rain, and then he thought of those past events - the day he met Lin Ling for the first time, and when he found Lin Ling again, it was raining heavily.

Obviously the latter happened not long ago, but he almost couldn't remember it clearly.

The man suddenly lowered his head and chuckled, and knocked on the bathroom door with his knuckles. When the sound reached Lin Ling's ears, the sound was a little muffled by the door's isolation: "A Ling, how long are you going to wash for?"

Lin Ling wanted to answer "a lifetime", but it was obvious that this path would not work.So he could only turn off the shower, wipe off the water on his body casually, put on the bathrobe that made him feel chilly, and go out.

The man stood at the door, looking at the black-haired boy in front of him——

He didn't wash his hair, just rinsed it briefly, but the ends of the black hair were still wet from the mist, sticking wetly to the back of his neck, and the water droplets flowed down the wet hair to the back slip away.

Qin An reached out and took out a bath towel from the bathroom, covered that piece of hair, and wiped it for him: "Didn't you say you're afraid of the cold? Why don't you just dry it off?"

Lin Ling let him move her hair, and lazily responded: "Isn't it because of you?"

Qin An patted his head vigorously through the bath towel, then took the bath towel away, put it aside casually, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed his whole body on the bed.

The half-dried hair of the black-haired boy just dried it on the soft bed, but the master didn't care about it.

Qin An stroked his face with his hand.

Because he had just taken a bath, the water vapor on the young man's face hadn't receded completely, his black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the color of his lips was no longer white, but turned back to a rose-like bright color, which made people lose sight of it at a glance. lost the soul.

What does the man want to say-

After spending so much effort to tie Lin Ling here, he will soon face a crazy attack from Qi Nan, and maybe even the pursuit of Interpol. This is the craziest thing he has ever done in his life.

But he didn't know what to do.

But no matter what, you still have to lock him up, right?Otherwise, he will run around again, to some places that he shouldn't go, places he can't find - as expected, he still has to watch carefully.

In the end, the man just kissed the lips in front of him, the brown eyes were stained sickly, and he asked with a strong sense of warning: "Do you still want to leave?"

Lin Ling shook her head.

Qin An's eyes reflected the shadow of the person below him, and in this posture, he reached out and took out a chain from the head of the bed, held down the young man's slender hand, and clicked upwards to lock the other person.

Lin Ling tried to move her hands, but found that she couldn't do it. This thing was still a bit heavy.

The man let go of his hand, and his heart, which had been beating wildly for a long time, finally stabilized now - he held Lin Ling's hand and pressed it on his heart, with a faint look of madness in his eyes, Qin An said word by word: "Stay here at ease."

How could his heart go anywhere else?It should stay there until the blood net tightly engulfs him, and it can no longer break free, truly becoming a part of him.

—or rather, merged into one.

Qin An got up and pressed down.

........................

And that's it.

Lin Ling supported his sore waist after a long absence, turned over expressionlessly, and the chains made a crisp sound.

The system was still in a state of forced shutdown, and the system did not come to reminisce with him about the past.

Qin An wrapped his arms around his waist and asked hoarsely, "What are you thinking?"

The man paused obviously when he said this, and then asked with a smile: "Or should I say, who are you thinking about?"

The black-haired boy didn't speak, and wanted to move his waist to break away from the man's hand, but failed, but was firmly held by the man instead.Lin Ling turned her head away, not looking at the man beside her.

Lin Ling doesn't reject this kind of relationship with Qin An, or rather, he actually likes Qin An's gentle way - but he is a reserved person!

A reserved person will not show such emotions!

That's why Lin Ling was very restrained, bit his lip and uttered two words: "No!"

His appearance is even more eye-catching in Qin An's eyes - does he like Qi Nan that much?Still don't want to look at him?

The man forcibly covered his mouth to prevent him from saying what he didn't want to hear—if he didn't want to say it, he might as well not say anything.

The film king turned his head and gently massaged him twice. His tone and movements were gentle and scary, but his eyes seemed to be possessed by madness. He replied to himself: "It's okay, no matter where you are Whoever you want, the one who is with you now is me."

——It's not Qi Nan.

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