Invade

It was already late when Qin Jing came out of the community supermarket. He carried a plastic bag containing buckets of instant noodles and ham sausages and walked toward the building. With a soft ding, the elevator door opened, and Qin Jing was stunned as soon as he walked out.

Leaning in front of the door of the apartment was a man in a windbreaker. He lowered his eyes and held a cage with a golden python in his hand. A very beautiful purple snake was swaying and coiled on his arm. After seeing the scene, he uttered a snake letter, The snake pupils are shiny.

Qin Jing's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and his voice was a little astringent: "Why are you here?"

This is his own apartment, not the apartment where the two of them live together. He shouldn't know about it, and he shouldn't even appear here.

Sith briefly glanced at the plastic bag, and said without emotion: "Didn't you eat dinner?"

"Why are you here?" Qin Jing grabbed the plastic bag unconsciously and asked again.

Sith still didn't intend to answer him directly, but tilted his head: "Aren't you going to open the door?"

"……you answer me first."

"I just want to come, and I'll bring you the pet by the way." Sith said lightly, "Open the door, I'll cook you something to eat."

Qin Jing clutched the crumpled plastic bag again and again, and finally couldn't help but take a few steps forward: "It's just an ordinary transaction between us, and many customers can see it quickly after the transaction is over. You can't take it seriously... If you still pester me after the end, and even affect my next client, I will really turn my face—"

Sith raised a hand to interrupt Qin Jing's words, raised his eyelids and looked at him with a calm tone: "Do you think I can't let you go?"

As soon as the words came out, Qin Jing was stunned for a moment. He almost looked around helplessly, and finally hung down to stare at the ground. When he spoke again, his voice was very stiff: "Then please go back."

He couldn't tell what he felt when he heard this. Perhaps Dino's strength made him too attached to Sith's gentleness, which made him want to be held in the arms of the man in front of him just now, on a sunny morning. Biting his ears, he babbled about some family stories in a low voice.

Maybe this is the happiness he expected and really wanted.

"I won't go back." Sith said without a word, stepped forward and grabbed Qin Jing's waist to search his pockets, took out the key and opened the door on his own, but backed out as soon as he entered.

Qin Jing hadn't recovered from what happened in the past few seconds, and seeing Sith almost retreating hastily, he suddenly laughed.

Sith was so seduced by this long-lost laughter that his soul almost flew away, but when he looked back full of anticipation, Qin Jing coughed lightly and turned away, and whispered with a suffocated laugh: "Sorry...my house is too messy."

He and Le Yi live together, and Le Yi usually cleans them up, but in recent weeks, both of them have gone out to receive customers, and no one cleans the house, resulting in a mess in the apartment, and it's normal to scare Sith out.

Sith exhaled, walked in again, and placed the cage with the golden python by the door. The purple snake slid down immediately, singing and dancing around the cage.

Qin Jing followed and walked in: "The pet has been delivered, goodbye."

Sith finally found a place to stand, and glanced back at him. He thought that after the quarrel just now, the relationship between the two should be a lot better—so he simply ignored Qin Jing’s words and looked at himself. Zixun touched the kitchen: "I'll make you something to eat."

"Hey..." Qin Jing followed to the kitchen and grabbed Sith, "If you want to do it, you'll have plenty of time next week."

"Why can't it always be me?"

"..."

Qin Jing was directly dumbfounded by his question, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "You... what are you talking about?"

Sith took a deep breath. He knew that his question just now was a bit too abrupt, so he asked again in a soft tone: "Why did you suddenly postpone it until next week?"

Why?To be honest, even Qin Jing didn't know why.

But at this moment, he still had to laugh nonchalantly and cover up: "Well, the money is more."

In fact, he didn't get a penny from Dino.

"For you, as long as you have money, can you do whatever you want?" Sith pinched his chin forcefully, forcing him to look up at himself.

At first, Qin Jing didn't dare to look at him directly, but then he didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he suddenly looked over with confidence and boldly, and nodded his head with difficulty: "That's right!"

"Ten thousand." Sith took out a card from his pocket with the other hand, and slammed it on the table, "You still belong to me tonight."

Since the little lover is a money addict, he doesn't care about spending money.

ten thousand.Qin Jing's eyes were dull, and even the transaction between the two was only [-] gold coins, but at this moment, Sith threw out a full [-] gold coins, just wanting to spend the night with him.

Quickly refuse.

There was a voice in Qin Jing's mind screaming crazily, and he knew very well that if this continued, he would sell himself to Sith.

But once the words came out, they were extremely dull, even a little silly.

He said blankly: "You are really rich."

Seeing Qin Jing's appearance, Sith suddenly felt like laughing, but his heart was sore, he loosened the grip on Qin Jing, slowly hugged him in his arms, and whispered to him, "Bracelet here. "

Like an obedient puppy, Qin Jing immediately wrapped his arms around Sith's waist obediently, and buried his head deeply on his chest.

But such a warm embrace won't last long.

He was a little distracted thinking about the things that happened in the past few days, all of which were very unfavorable to him. If this continues, he can only survive in another place again.

Even Sith had a picture of him in his hand.

Qin Jing rubbed his head against Sith's shoulder. From the very beginning, he knew that Sith's identity must be difficult and would even threaten him, but at this moment, he would rather not think about anything and just lean against him In my arms, warm and happy.

For dinner in the evening, Xi Si abandoned Qin Jing's instant noodles and used ingredients in the refrigerator to make a bowl of scallion and egg stewed noodles. Qin Jing finished the two bowls contentedly and winked at him: "I didn't expect you to be able to cook. .”

"It's okay." Sith said modestly without changing his face.

Qin Jing couldn't help laughing.

After dinner, Sistan made the bed calmly, while Qin Jing hummed a tune to take a bath. In the steaming steam, he suddenly found a pair of red pupils in the mirror staring at him for an unknown amount of time.

He glanced lightly at the door of the bathroom, made sure the door was locked, and then turned to the "viewer" in the mirror, with an inaudible voice: "What's going on with that photo?"

"I don't know who took the sneak shot." The person in the mirror just opened his mouth without making a sound, Qin Jing silently read the words on his lips, and then asked, "Why are you wearing women's clothes?"

The face in the mirror smiled evilly: "Doesn't I look good in women's clothes?"

"It's so ugly." Qin Jing muttered in a low voice, and sprayed the mirror with the shower. After the water flowed through, the mirror became clear again, and the face that was exactly the same as Qin Jing never appeared again.

The two took a shower one after the other, and got into the same bed as they did a few days ago. Qin Jing teased the golden python swimming under the bed, and said, "Call it Xiao Jin."

Sith paused slightly: "Listen to you."

After finishing the words, he stretched out his hand and pulled the man over from the bed, hugged him in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what position you sleep in?"

Qin Jing was amused by the heat sprayed on his face, pushed Sith's head and said calmly: "I know."

"You dare to sleep on the same bed with someone else if you know?" Sith reached down with one hand and gently pinched his waist, and couldn't help but continue to slide down. Qin Jing grabbed him and said with a sly smile: " Why don't you dare?"

"Your posture makes me want people...to hug you." Sith considered his words, "It's dangerous."

Qin Jing narrowed his eyes: "I think you are the only one who thinks so?"

"No." Sith said seriously, "I'm just a kind reminder."

"Come on, you." Qin Jing burst out laughing.

Sith looked at his smile carefully for a while, and then asked again: "How about the new client?"

"He is handsome, wealthy and generous." Qin Jing argued.

Sith smiled noncommittally, but why did he smell that smell that only demons have?

And it is exactly the same as the previous two times.

"Go to sleep." Sith rubbed his head, kissed him on the forehead, and whispered, "The forehead is still a little hot."

"I'm fine." Qin Jing raised his face and kissed his chin, then leaned into his arms and closed his eyes, then quietly pried open one eyelid to glance at him after a while.

He happened to see Sith's especially gentle eyes.

Qin Jing's heart suddenly shook violently, as if being grabbed by a big hand, and he couldn't let it go.

He quickly closed his eyes and whispered, "You must not fall in love with me."

"But you mustn't..."

Mumbling, Qin Jing's head slowly tilted to one side, and was gently pushed back into his arms by Sith, who tapped his lips on his forehead as if he couldn't kiss enough, and closed his eyes.

However, the golden python, who had been fighting wits with the purple snake on the floor, suddenly stood up, and the red snake eyes fixedly looked at Sith on the bed without blinking.

Under the gaze of those red pupils, traces of extremely weak purple-black air flow slowly crossed from the corners of Sith's lips into the center of Qin Jing's eyebrows.

At a certain moment, Sith suddenly opened his eyes, and the shining different pupils looked at the red pupils of the golden python in the darkness. With the Sith, not to be outdone.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the purple snake immediately pounced on the golden python, tightly entangled its seven inches.

The golden python hissed instantly, as if trying to remind Qin Jing hoarsely, but the latter had already fallen asleep in Sith's arms.

The purple snake spat out the snake letter pitifully, and kept sending out signals to persuade the golden python not to waste its efforts, but the golden python was uncivilized and could not communicate with it at all, and was still struggling.

The purple snake struggled painfully, the small snake body was almost torn off by it, suddenly a circle of purple light flashed in the dark room, A Tong turned into a little Zhengtai and hugged the golden python tightly, Sticking to it, he murmured very softly: "It's okay...the master has a sense of proportion...it will be fine."

Only then did Sith slowly withdraw his gaze, lowered his eyes to look at Qin Jing who had fallen asleep, slowly kissed him on the lips, and said softly, "Let's dream together."