[One-year-old] The best you in the world

Not at the hotel either, and they certainly have no reason not to compromise.

The waitress smiled professionally: "Sorry, the vacant rooms in our hotel won't be available until the day after tomorrow. I'm really sorry, so I won't bother you for now, and you can call our front desk if you need anything."

The waitress bowed and walked out of the room with the tray.

Nuan Nuan sighed.

Originally, he thought that he only needed to come over to help with the translation and persuade him to see a doctor. Fortunately, this guy seems to be completely his responsibility, and he even has to help him find a hotel.

This kind of project that needs to deal with people is really a headache for him.

Singto also saw something wrong from his expression, and looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong? What did she say?"

Nuan Nuan brought the egg custard to him: "I need to change hotels, let's eat something first."

Singto was not at all sensitive to the information of changing hotels, he just sat up excitedly: "Do you want to feed me?"

Nuan Nuan paused for a while, and put the bowl directly into his hand: "Eat by yourself!"

After the infusion, Singto's condition has improved a lot. Although he is still sluggish, it is not to the point where he needs to be fed.

Being rejected so bluntly, Singto flattened his lips in grievance, but he became self-sufficient obediently.

Sick people, even the taste buds go on strike together, even if they eat delicacies from mountains and seas, they have no appetite, let alone a bowl of egg custard, Singto loses interest after a few mouthfuls, and puts the bowl aside.

Nuan Nuan then took out the medicine prescribed by the doctor, put it in front of someone together with the warm water that had been prepared earlier: "After eating, you can take the medicine."

Singto is on the verge of a formidable enemy: "Isn't it all transfused?"

Nuan Nuan directly covered a handful of medicine in his mouth, and then poured a sip of water into it.

"Cough—cough——murder—" Husband... Singto's last word was automatically silenced under Nuan Nuan's stare.

Seeing that he was finally willing to calm down, Nuan Nuan finally looked away, picked up the mobile phone that was just unpacked yesterday, and looked down: "Do you have any special requirements for the hotel?"

Singto hugged the pillow, looking at his drooping profile.

After yesterday's tossing, the curtains in the room were forgotten to be drawn, and the light was a little dim at the moment, only two rays of sunlight leaked in through the gap.

One of them happened to hit Nuan Nuan's face, casting a faint shadow on his long curly eyelashes.

Singto fumbled on the bedside table for a while, picked up the DSLR, and adjusted the focus.

click-

Nuan Nuan suddenly raised her head.

Singto held the camera and smiled at him: "Why don't I live with you?"

Nuan Nuan wondered if she had auditory hallucinations again.

But under his gaze, Singto continued: "I look like this, you can't leave me alone in the hotel, can you?"

"...the hotel has waiters."

"Then it's impossible for them to accompany me to the infusion."

Looking at his aggrieved expression, Nuan Nuan actually wanted to say, as long as you wave, there will probably be a lot of people who accompany you to the infusion.

But Singto didn't give him a chance to speak: "And I don't have much money with me."

Nuannuan: "???"

Singto: "I'll always keep what I gave you."

Nuan Nuan: "..."

"And I have to trouble you for the next few days, and of course I have to pay the money." Mr. Singto revealed from head to toe an atmosphere of "I'm definitely a good boss who doesn't pay his bills".

But these words instantly re-established a barrier in Nuan Nuan's heart.

That's right, he was busy going in and out for a stranger in the middle of the night. Besides his salary, what other reason could he have.

Nuan Nuan was suddenly a little embarrassed, and the mobile phone in his hand seemed to become heavy.

Who knew that Singto took out the wallet next, crawled over and stuffed it into his hands: "The money is here, you take care of it, there is an ID card in it, and the birthday is the password of the police."

Nuan Nuan stared blankly at him.

The relationship between them doesn't seem to be to the point where they can help him manage money, right?

Singto smiled contentedly: "So it's the feeling to give all of your property to your wife."

Nuan Nuan glared at him, then threw the wallet back: "Keep it for your wife."

Singto's eyes were even more innocent: "Isn't it giving?"

Nuan Nuan continued to stare at him.

Singto finally raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't call you that."

Nuan Nuan narrowed her eyes, thinking that he should have another trick.

"Then it's called...husband?"

really.

Nuan Nuan gave him a white look, and didn't want to have any further communication with him.

Singto on the side smiled very happily.

He sat next to Nuan Nuan and rubbed his shoulder affectionately: "Okay, no kidding. Since I want to live with you, there must be a lot of money to spend, and there are things like going to the hospital. My wallet is still It's more convenient for you to carry."

Nuan Nuan moved a little to the side: "I don't seem to agree with you living with me."

Singto's eyes were full of grievances again, and he chased and moved towards him: "Is there a husband like you?"

Nuan Nuan: "..."

"I know that according to our relationship, talking about money is a bit hurtful. I'm going to live here for nothing."

Singto said the word "living in vain" especially confidently.

Nuan Nuan sneered helplessly: "What relationship do we have?"

"Are you going to give up?" Singto looked deeply shocked.

The warm temples jumped a few times.

"But even if it's a couple, don't they have to bear the living expenses together?" Singto suddenly looked happy again, "Or do you want to support me?"

Nuan Nuan took several deep breaths before finally finding her own voice: "Did you burn out your brain last night?"

Singto was about to say something, but stopped suddenly, and after a long time of deliberation, he sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and said in a low voice, "I think I should wear a mask so as not to infect you."

This topic is really jumping fast enough.

Nuan Nuan helplessly shook her head.

But unexpectedly, Singto automatically changed the topic back: "Seriously, if you don't think it's appropriate, you can give me a breakdown of the cost, right? I'm a patient who needs to be taken care of now, you don't mind me Are you going to run around for a living again? Husband."

Nuan Nuan: "..."

If you don't add the last two words, these words can indeed be called serious.

He glanced at Singto, and the other party sat down obediently immediately.

Nuan Nuan didn't agree or disagree, the atmosphere between the two couldn't help but stagnate, and it seemed to be getting more and more awkward.

The smile on Singto's face gradually faded away and became more serious.

He fiddled with the wallet in his hand, and muttered, "I know why you're upset... It's just that you said something wrong just now, so you just wanted to make a few more jokes to get over it..."

Nuan Nuan didn't expect him to say it outright, she was a little surprised, and was speechless for a while.

"Of course I know you're not doing it for the salary. What idiot would spend the middle of the night for someone I just met for two days because of that little money." Singto, who didn't have a smile on his face, looked really uncomfortable.

He pursed his lower lip and continued, seemingly reluctantly: "But I just want to make myself sound miserable. I have no money and no one to care about and I am sick. The more miserable you are, the more you can't abandon me. Forget it..."

Nuan Nuan closed his eyes, a little wanting to pry open his head to see what was inside.

"It's just a wrong sentence. Are you going to wipe out all the good feelings I have accumulated so easily because of this?" Singto's eyes this time were really wronged to the extreme, and they looked more wronged than usual. A lot of genuine goods at a fair price.

Nuannuan stared at him dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.

The people he usually meets are normal people, and all of his communication uses the social language that everyone is accustomed to.

Even if they accidentally said a wrong sentence, even if they knew that they had offended the other party, they were usually too embarrassed to apologize in person, and they only said a few passing words, and ignored each other tacitly.

Even with Jay, he gets along like this.

But this guy not only apologized, but also said it so bluntly.

It was surprising and... moving.

But rationality is clearly reminding Nuan Nuan that according to this person's previous record, even now, what he said is only half trustworthy.

But what does it matter.

In just a few days of fate, even if what he said was a lie, there was no loss for him.

As a human being, everyone likes to listen to good things, and he is no exception.

Nuan Nuan took a deep breath, reached out and took the wallet back: "I will list the details and send them to you at the end. In the next time, the accommodation fee can be waived, and the translation fee will be based on the standard for the previous three days. receive."

Singto's frustration just now was swept away, and he reached out and hugged Nuan Nuan in his arms: "Okay, okay, everything you said is good!"

Because of the fever, his throat was also a little hoarse, and the hot air he exhaled was all sprinkled on Nuan Nuan's ears with the magnetic sound, making his ears a little hot.

Nuan Nuan pushed him away: "Sleep after taking the medicine, I will move my things back later, I have to go to the hospital in the afternoon, I don't have much time to rest."

"But you slept less than me last night." Nuan Nuan was so attentive to help him change the bottle last night that he hardly dared to fall asleep.

Singto looked at the time on his phone: "It's not even seven o'clock, and there are still five hours before 12 o'clock."

Nuan Nuan frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"I don't have much luggage, so I just pack a little before I leave." Singto said, throwing off the quilt beside him, and patted the bed with a pure face, "Why don't we sleep together first."

Nuannuan glanced at him, and refused bluntly: "I'm not sleepy."

Singto wanted to say something, but Nuan Nuan had already turned around and opened the closet, and started to help him pack his clothes.

The meaning of rejection is extremely strong.

Singto looked at his back, opened his mouth a few times, and finally lay down helplessly alone.

Nuan Nuan is used to doing housework alone, and it is very easy to pack her luggage.

Singto just watched him busy and felt very secure.

It's just that he was really sick after all, and he couldn't sleep well after tossing around all night. After lying down and watching for a long time, he unconsciously became confused.

Probably because of some stuffy nose, he also let out some small snoring noises. Nuan Nuan turned his head and saw that he was fast asleep with his mouth open.

As Singto said, he really doesn't have much luggage.In order to avoid him, Nuan Nuan only carefully cleaned up for a while, and it was basically finished.

The person who needs to hide now has fallen asleep, and his movements can't help but slow down.

Singto in his sleep did not have a full smile on his face, and he looked more like Kongphop.

A long time ago, during the year he spent with Kongphop, he also fantasized about his life in the future.

Such a quiet and beautiful picture has been rehearsed many times in his mind.

Now it has finally come true, but whether it is the time, place, or the people in the picture, there is a huge gap with his imagination.

And the irony is, he still finds some comfort in it.

It's like a person who longs to win the jackpot every day, and finally touches the shadow of a little consolation prize. Although no one will envy this little favor that fate gives him, he can still feel a sense of satisfaction like a dream come true.

Although this dream is also false.

Nuan Nuan quietly sat on the side of the bed, looked at the sleeping man, and carefully traced his eyebrows and eyes with his long fingers through the air.

So similar, yet so different from the one he missed.

But he can only look at this person who is different from Kongphop and chat for comfort.

And only when Singto is asleep, he can be so unscrupulous.

Singto seemed to sense his gaze, and the heavy breathing stopped suddenly.

Nuan Nuan was taken aback, and just about to take back her hand, Singto opened her eyes suddenly and grabbed his wrist.

Nuan Nuan struggled with embarrassment.

Singto held him tightly, with an extremely serious expression: "Why are you crying?"

Nuan Nuan hurriedly wiped her face with her other hand, only to realize that she had shed tears at some point.

Singto seemed to understand something.

He sat up and looked seriously into Nuan Nuan's eyes: "Nuan Nuan, look clearly, I'm not him."

Nuan Nuan turned her eyes away, feeling even more embarrassed.

Singto grabbed his chin with his hand, and forcibly turned his face back: "Look clearly, I am Singto, not Kongphop. You can do whatever you want, but you can't treat me as him for a second. "

Nuan Nuan struggled hard and argued embarrassingly: "I don't."

In the previous entanglement, he had tasted the pain of being recognized as someone else, and he would definitely not impose this mistake on others again.

He knew that the person in front of him was only Singto.

But... Facing a face similar to Kongphop every day, how could he not miss it at all.

Singto stared deeply into his eyes, as if searching for the credibility of his words.

Nuan Nuan couldn't help but look away.

Singto's eyes are always so clean and pure, a person with a gloomy heart like him will subconsciously want to escape.

Singto's forehead pressed against his slowly, as if he didn't feel anything wrong with the relationship between the two: "Okay, I believe you."

Nuan Nuan was stiff all over.

Singto's hot breath sprayed on his face: "Also, if you keep thinking of me as him, it should be my fault. But I won't make such a mistake."

Saying that, Singto suddenly smiled at him again.

His unruly temperament often makes it difficult for Nuan Nuan to adapt.

Nuan Nuan blinked helplessly.

Singto has already let go of the restraint on him, with a calm expression on his face, as if everything just came from his illusion.

"Singto..." Nuan Nuan opened her mouth.

Singto lazily stretched his body and yawned, and moved his eyes to the open suitcase in front of the closet: "It's almost packed, why don't we go to your place first, go there early, you can still sleep Sleep."

Judging by the situation, he was already determined to ignore the topic just now.

Although Nuan Nuan felt guilty, seeing that he really didn't mention it, she felt a little aggrieved.

The luggage belonged to Singto, and what he packed were all big items, and some loose items had to be brought by the deity.

Singto only slept for a short while, and his spirit seemed to be much better.

Seeing that Nuan Nuan didn't speak, he just got up from the bed and started stuffing the rest of the things into the backpack and suitcase.

Nuan Nuan sat by the bed, watched his laziness, and after a long time, said again: "I'm sorry."

Singto's movements stopped, but he didn't look back.

"I didn't mean to think of you as him, really."

Even if there is no ambiguous relationship between the two of them that he had with Kongphop at the beginning, he still understands that it is very uncomfortable to be treated as someone else for no reason.

"I'm just..." He didn't know how to explain it, and he couldn't help hesitating in the middle of the sentence, "I just... remembered him."

Because I saw a similar person, I thought of him, and because the longing in my heart had been suppressed for too long, it exploded so violently when I suddenly met someone related to him...

And all this is not because they regard Singto as him.

Nuan Nuan felt that she was probably infected by the straightforwardness of the person in front of her.

Obviously, he could ignore the past problems, but he still couldn't help it, and confessed to him.

Singto turned around, smiling with starlight in his eyes: "Are you explaining to me? Afraid I'm too sad?"

Nuannuan clenched her fists: "I just think...that's not polite, and treat you like someone else."

"I see." Singto nodded, "Then my happiness will be reduced by half."

Seeing him return to this idle look, Nuan Nuan inexplicably felt relieved.

Singto zipped up the suitcase, stood up, and walked over to him again.

Nuan Nuan was still sitting on the bed, a lot shorter than him, seeing his tall and straight figure bullying him, she immediately felt a sense of oppression that was hard to ignore.

Singto bent down, Nuan Nuan subconsciously leaned back.

His two arms supported Nuan Nuan's side, and the distance between the two became much closer.

"I will try my best to make you stop thinking about him earlier. When you look at me, you only think about me." After saying this, Singto thought for a while, and added another sentence, "Don't look at me time, think of me."

Nuan Nuan pushed him away from her body, and was a little annoyed: "I have already apologized, so you don't make such jokes in the future."

Singto covered the arm pushed by him, angrily: "You are not apologetic, and how do you know if I am joking?"

Nuan Nuan has already understood his temper, and has never been serious for only 2 minutes.

However, in this kind of bickering, the embarrassment just now has really disappeared.

Nuan Nuan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After packing up their things, the two left the room and returned to the apartment with their luggage.

Along the way, Singto wanted to drag his sick body to try to be brave, and insisted on carrying the luggage by himself, but Nuan Nuan ruthlessly refused.

Fortunately, Nuannuan's apartment is on the second floor, so it doesn't take much effort to lift it up.

Coming back to Nuan Nuan's residence, and this time as a person who is about to move in, Singto looked completely different from the politeness of last time. From the moment he opened the door, he didn't hide his scrutiny.

The curtains that were opened by him that day had already been pulled back by Nuannuan, and the room was still dark.

Singto walked over and pulled away with a "shua".

Sunlight once again penetrated the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, filling the entire room.

Nuan Nuan frowned, obviously not used to it.

Singto was already lying on the bed generously, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows and falling on the balcony outside.

The clothes that were washed in the middle of the night were still drying on the drying rack on the balcony. Looking up from the angle of the bed, it almost covered the entire sky.

Seeing the focus of his eyes, Nuan Nuan couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

These clothes were all worn when he climbed the mountain, and it was already evening when they parted yesterday.

Although Singto probably wouldn't have guessed that he washed his hands in the middle of the night to relieve his boredom, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Singto's eyes stayed on those clothes for a while, but when he opened his mouth, he said another topic: "This balcony is too empty and bare."

Nuan Nuan was taken aback by his escaped thought.

"what?"

Singto turned to look at him: "Let's go and buy some green plants to raise them later. We can add a hanging chair for two. In weather like this, we can sit and bask in the sun together."

Nuan Nuan's heart trembled.

This person has such abilities, and it is obvious that ordinary words, spoken out of his mouth, are like making small and small promises about the future.

However, upon further investigation, they were nothing more than jokes in leisure time.

Between them, where is there any future.

As a strong young man, he recovered quite quickly.

After the afternoon bottle punching, Singto had almost returned to his usual lively appearance.

As soon as he got back to the apartment, he secretly discussed with Nuannuan: "I'm almost fine now, so I don't need to go tomorrow, right?"

Nuan Nuan bought some vegetables on the way back with him, and is now cooking in the kitchen compartment.

The small space couldn't accommodate two people, and Singto could only lean against the door if he wanted to talk to him.

"Up to you." Nuan Nuan skillfully cut the cabbage in her hand, as if she didn't care about his topic.

Singto couldn't help but widen his eyes: "What do you mean by following me? Shouldn't you just and sternly reject my proposal, and then order me to go again tomorrow?"

Nuan Nuan put the chopped cabbage into the prepared basket, took out another onion and peeled it with her head down: "You are an adult, you should understand your physical condition, and you don't need others to remind you."

Singto reached out his hand angrily, and pinched one of his cheeks: "I'm an adult who needs your care."

Singto never tires of such childish behavior.

But Nuan Nuan didn't have the heart to joke with him.

Today is the first day Singto has moved in, but his days here are counting down.

Anyway, it's just a cold, even if it gets better slowly, how many days can it last?

Speaking of it, even Nuan Nuan thought it was funny.

He who has always been used to loneliness, unexpectedly began to fear loneliness because of Singto's arrival.

The more cheerful Singto is, the more frightened he is.

He will be left alone in the future, and I don't know how long it will take to adapt again.

In order to take care of the patient's stomach, there is only simple porridge with cabbage and lean meat for dinner.

Nuan Nuan's cooking skills are not bad, but no matter how good a simple bowl of porridge can be, it is impossible to cook the taste of a full banquet.

Singto sighed while eating: "I think if I eat so blandly, it will affect my recovery even more..."

I don't know who taught him this theory.

Nuan Nuan was silent most of the time, only Singto's voice was heard in the whole room.

"When I recover from my illness, let's go to the big fish and meat place to have a meal, shall we?"

"You should also learn a lot of Chinese food here, right? For example, the one made by Fang He's family?"

"Could you make me something meaty next time?"

Nuan Nuan: "..."

He talked so much that he wanted people to gag him.

I don't know if it was because his intentions were too obvious, but Singto tilted his head and asked him, "You want to gag me?"

Nuan Nuan blinked.

Did he accidentally say it?

Singto looked at his lips pointedly, and there were some stars in his eyes: "If it's done in the right way, I don't mind."

Nuan Nuan directly grabbed the spoon in his hand, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Is this method satisfactory?"

Singto was almost choked by his movements, but he could only succumb to his stare, coughed and nodded aggrievedly: "Full, satisfied."

Talking nonsense during meals is barely within the acceptable range of normal people.

When it's time to go to bed, someone's audacity is a bit overwhelming.

After listening to the doctor's advice during the day and sweating well, the most important thing for Singto before going to bed is of course to take a comfortable shower.

For a person who is used to sleeping naked, how can there be such things as pajamas and nightgowns in the suitcase.

Time is urgent, even if I buy it now, I can't wear it tonight, Nuan Nuan can only find one for him.

Unexpectedly, after taking a shower, a certain person walked out of the bathroom with only a towel around him.

Nuan Nuan couldn't help frowning: "Didn't I give you pajamas?"

In fact, Nuan Nuan doesn't usually wear pajamas when she sleeps. She can't remember how many years she has worn a large old T-shirt, and she casually puts on a pair of beach shorts, which are no different from pajamas.

The one for Singto was bought by Jay when he just moved here to do some shopping.

He didn't wear it twice in total, and it was no different from new ones.

Singto responded innocently: "I won't be able to fall asleep wearing that thing, didn't the doctor tell me to let me have a good rest."

No matter when, he can always find some fallacies.

Nuan Nuan rolled her eyes: "The doctor also said that you can't catch a cold, why didn't you listen?"

"So I have to get under the covers quickly." Singto said, already walked to the bed, and pulled off the towel.

Nuan Nuan suddenly looked away, only to hear Singto laugh out loud.

Knowing that she was deliberately teased by him again, Nuan Nuan looked at him angrily.

Singto had already gone to bed, the quilt was lazily draped around his waist, his well-trained muscles were looming, and under the dim yellow light in the room, he looked even more alluring.

"Are you satisfied with what you see?" He propped his arms on the bed, and blinked at Nuannuan, looking like a cool and domineering vice president.

Nuan Nuan's uneasiness suddenly turned into black lines all over his face.

He found the hair dryer that had been dusty for a long time, and pressed it on the bedside table with a "snap": "I'm going to take a shower, get dressed and dry my hair before I come out, otherwise I'll book you a hotel after I come out." .”

"I'm going to bed and I'm forcing people to wear clothes... cruel, □□!" muttering dissatisfied, but a certain person obediently got up from the bed again, picked up the warm quilt and threw it from the bathroom Put on the pajamas that came out.

Hearing the sound of the hair dryer buzzing again in the room, Nuan Nuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly spread out her palms.

There were still small white pills in his hand.

Originally, he wanted to take the medicine secretly while Singto was taking a shower, but he didn't expect him to come out so quickly. Just as he thought of taking the medicine out, Singto pushed the door open and came out of the bathroom.

He didn't want Singto to see him taking medicine.

Where does a normal person need to take this kind of medicine?

Nuan Nuan's heart tightened, he stuffed the medicine into his mouth, and swallowed it with his saliva.

I don't know why the tasteless pills tasted so bitter today.

Singto will stay here for a few days, he didn't say, and Nuannuan didn't ask.

But it's just a cold, even if he doesn't ask, he can guess the general idea.

Now Singto seems to be fine, at most he will stay here for another three to five days.

He knew there was nothing to be sad about, but he still tried his best to hide his unbearable side from Singto.

It's really strange to say that just three days ago, he was afraid that Singto would reveal that he was still alive, and the moment he saw him, he even wanted to escape.

But now, the two of them have not experienced any turmoil worthy of establishing a deep relationship, but he has completely believed that Singto will help him keep the secret.

And he actually felt a little bit reluctant to let this person leave.

After taking a slow shower and going out, Singto had already put on his pajamas, and was leaning on the bedside, fiddling with his mobile phone.

Hearing his movements, she raised her head and smiled at him: "Did you finish washing?"

Such an atmosphere seems a bit strange.

As soon as this idea popped into Nuan Nuan's mind, Singto suddenly laughed again: "Is this feeling a bit like an old couple?"

What Singto said was indeed an idea that just came to him.

Nuan Nuan seemed to have no position at all to say that he was thinking wildly.

He glanced at Singto, reached out to turn off the headlights in the room, but deliberately left the lamp by the bed.

"Wait a moment."

Singto stopped the figure who was about to go to bed.

Nuan Nuan stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"Just let me blow my hair, how about yours?"

Nuan Nuan was stunned: "I don't need it."

"No, if you don't brag, I will brag for you!" Singto's attitude was very tough.

Nuan Nuan didn't want to pay attention to his threats at all, and directly lifted a corner of the quilt and got in.

Singto has always been a man of his word. He reached out to pick up the hair dryer on the bedside table, pressed the button, and the warm air immediately blew out.

"Hey, what are you crazy about!" Nuan Nuan subconsciously stopped his movements.

Singto stretched out his hand to press him back, leaned close to his ear amidst the sound of the wind and said, "I have served you in this way all my life except myself, and you still despise it."

Nuan Nuan was really defeated by his persistence.

"I'll do it myself." He stretched out his hand.

But unexpectedly, Singto stepped aside neatly: "Sir, you have already missed the opportunity just now, and now you can only choose to let this young master serve you."

"Hey!"

"obedient……"

"bring here!"

"It'll be fine in a while..."

"Hey - um!"

During the struggle, the two suddenly fell together.

Nuan Nuan's whole body was pressed against Singto's body, and the tip of their noses almost touched each other, so close at hand.

Nuannuan's breathing stopped instantly.

Singto looked deeply into his eyes, the eyes were deep and deep, as if water could drip from them.

The eyes slowly closed, the lips also turned around, and slowly moved towards him——

Obviously, I have only known someone for three days, but it feels like I have been waiting for a long time for this moment.

Nuan Nuan's heart trembled, his brain was left blank, and he could only watch his lips getting closer and closer...

The moment he was about to touch, Singto suddenly opened his eyes again.

He raised his hand, covered Nuan Nuan's eyes, and said hoarsely, "Now...is not the time yet."

Nuan Nuan suddenly regained consciousness.

He stood up abruptly and fell to the side.

In the chaos just now, the hair dryer was thrown by his side, and the noisy sound covered his frantic heartbeat.

Nuan Nuan frantically held the hair dryer in his hand, as if holding something in his hand could cover up his embarrassment at the moment.

Singto also propped himself up and sat up.

"Nuan Nuan, are you okay?" He reached out as if wanting to touch his face, but was pushed away by Nuan Nuan.

Nuan Nuan stood up abruptly, rushed to the bathroom, and retched against the toilet.

Singto hurriedly turned on the hair dryer and chased after him.

"Nuannuan..." He whispered, and put his hand on Nuannuan's back, stroking gently.

Nuan Nuan flinched reflexively, as if avoiding his touch.

Singto's face froze, his bony hands clenched slowly in the air, but in the end they didn't land on his back again.

He lowered his body, squatted beside Nuan Nuan, and asked softly, "Nuan Nuan, are you feeling better?"

Nuan Nuan didn't eat much in the evening. Just like him, he drank a bowl of porridge. After so long, he almost digested it and almost didn't spit out anything.

But what embarrassed him was the act of vomiting itself.

In fact, he has long been used to this kind of retching, and it is natural for him to react badly to his physiology, especially when he is in extreme self-loathing, he can't control himself.

It's just that during the time he spent with Singto, it was the first time he did this.

At that moment just now, he really... felt ashamed.

Obviously knowing that he is not Kongphop, obviously it was just a momentary coincidence, at that moment, he actually wanted to kiss him.

Singto closed his eyes, probably just waiting for him to leave voluntarily.

After all, he was the one up there.

If it wasn't for Singto reaching out to push him away, I'm afraid he would be several times more embarrassing now.

There is another burst in the warm stomach