The patron saint always wants to have sex with me

"What are you doing?" Luo Feixing broke away from his hand, frowning tightly.Although he didn't wipe his mouth, his actions showed considerable dissatisfaction.

Song Ting touched his lips, but did not speak.He just stared at Luo Feixing with a look of sadness or anger that he couldn't tell.

Being watched nervously, Luo Feixing scratched the back of his hand: "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Song Min lowered his eyes, grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest, and said in a hoarse voice, "Here."

"Chest pain?" Luo Feixing blinked and asked rather cutely.

Song Ting smiled, looking at the caring eyes of the person in front of him without any impurities, suddenly thought of disgust for his carelessness.

"Forget it, it's nothing." He stroked Luo Feixing's hair: "It was just a moment of loss of control just now."

"Are you going to lose control again?" Luo Feixing opened his eyes wide, and grabbed him with his backhand: "How do you feel now? How about we leave quickly and find a hotel?"

"...No need." God knows how much effort Song Hao took to suppress the good words that almost blurted out.

But looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't help but hugged him, and embedded him deeply in his arms.

"Just let me hold you for a while," he said.

As if sensing his uneasiness, Luo Feixing hesitantly hugged him back.Song Jun suddenly became like this. Although he didn't know the reason, he still had some ridiculous guesses in his heart.

Is it because of the separation that will come at an unknown time... Is it because of myself?

This conjecture made him flustered, so flustered that he ignored another emotion that could be called sweetness and joy.

When Song Hao let go of him again, he had already regained his composure.He smiled as usual: "Let's go back."

"Are you really okay?" Luo Feixing looked at him suspiciously.

"It's okay." Song Hao smiled and said, "What can I do."

Just now he looked like he wanted to die or live, if Luo Feixing didn't trust him enough, Luo Feixing would have thought that Song Jun wanted to take him away just now.

Well, that's what you think.

"Then shall we go back?" Luo Feixing asked cautiously.

Song Jun took a deep look at him and sighed softly: "You don't have to be afraid of me."

As if making an oath, he said seriously: "I will never hurt you."

Luo Feixing was a little nervous and a little embarrassed.He rubbed his hands on his pants and whispered, "I believe in you."

Song Hao said again: "When we go back, let's go to my grave to see, maybe someone misused your birth date, just burn it."

He clenched his fists as he spoke.

If he wanted, he could pretend he didn't know and delay the time of leaving infinitely.But how could he be willing to let the young man in front of him run around because of him, delaying his future life.

However, letting him push the boy out of his arms with his own hands is also a choice full of torture.

Song Bin closed his eyes, and spoke in a normal tone: "My grave is probably on the side of City A. I still remember the general location, and it's not hard to find."

"But City A is a bit far away, even taking the high-speed train will take more than ten hours." Luo Feixing frowned slightly.

"Go during the winter vacation, and take a stroll in City A by the way, it's right to be a tourist." Song Yun smiled gently.

Luo Feixing always felt that his smile was a bit fake now, but when he looked closely, it was the same as usual.He simply stopped thinking about it and asked, "Where are you going when this matter is resolved?"

"Being tied to me for so many years, you must have wanted to leave long ago, right?"

To stay with you of course.

Song Xun said silently in his heart, but said on his mouth: "When the matter is over, I will probably go to each city to see the scenery."

"Traveling around the country? That sounds good too." Luo Feixing smiled without doubting him.

A certain corner of my heart started to move restlessly, as if I wanted him to stay.

Why keep it?He doesn't know, isn't it what he hopes day and night to resolve this incorrect relationship?

Maybe it's just that I'm used to Song Jun being around, so I feel uncomfortable when I hear that the other party wants to leave.He comforted himself that there is always separation in the world.

When they spoke, they had already walked out of the forest and mixed with the crowd down the mountain.

"It's already this time?" Luo Feixing felt a little hungry, and after looking at his watch, he realized that it was almost two o'clock.

It was the hottest time of the day, and there were so many people here, it was steaming, and he was very uncomfortable from the steam.

Not to mention I'm still hungry.

"I'll hold you." Song Hao volunteered and took Luo Feixing into his arms.

As if hugging an ice cube suddenly, Luo Feixing rubbed it comfortably, almost covering his whole body.

From the outside, it looks like a young same-sex couple is sticking together.

"We'll have dinner when we get out." Song Jun blocked all eyes from him, and said to Luo Feixing.

"I want to eat rice noodles." Luo Feixing licked his lips.

"Eat it if you want." Song Jun revealed his pampering expression.

While walking, Luo Feixing's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he opened it, it was Luo Changshuo's call.

Subconsciously, he stood up straight and looked around guiltily, for fear that someone would take a picture of himself and Song Jun again, and Luo Changshuo would see it.

His frightened appearance is like a frightened rabbit, with his big ears shaking and vigilant, very cute.

Song Hao couldn't help reaching out to touch his hair, and then pinched his cheeks, in exchange for Luo Feixing's warning stare.

"Cousin." Because of his guilty conscience, he wanted to pretend that nothing happened, Luo Feixing was extraordinarily enthusiastic, with a sweet and greasy voice.

Luo Changshuo raised his eyebrows over there, calmly: "Why, what happened?"

Luo Feixing was shocked: "No."

Song Hao covered his face by the side, feeling desperate for his little star's lying skills.

Luo Changshuo didn't pursue it, but asked, "How's life in college?"

"It's not bad, but I'm a little tired from military training." Luo Feixing replied, looking at the back of his hands, he said proudly, "But I'm basically not tanned."

Luo Changshuo chuckled a few times on the other side, probably because he heard the commotion on the other side, and asked doubtfully, "Where are you now?"

"At Tala Temple." Luo Feixing said honestly, if he hadn't held a mobile phone in his hand, he might have started to touch his fingers: "Recently I am interested in temples."

"Are you yourself?" Luo Changshuo was keenly aware of something, "Still with your friend from last time?"

Luo Feixing stammered, not knowing how to answer.After a long while, he said frustratedly, "With friends."

Little did he know that his reaction was even more suspicious.

"Cousin will treat him to dinner someday." Luo Changshuo didn't ask anything, but said gently.

Luo Feixing grabbed the corner of his clothes with the other hand, unconsciously trampled on it: "Okay, okay."

Song Bin released the corner of his clothes from his hands, and held him with his backhand. Seeing Luo Feixing being teased by Luo Changshuo's words, he really wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and felt uncomfortable.

Luo Feixing finally hung up the phone. Looking back, he felt that he hadn't revealed any information. When he was breathing a sigh of relief, he caught a glimpse of Song Hao holding back his smile.

"What are you laughing at!" He squeezed Song Jun hard: "It's not because of you!"

Song Jun's mood suddenly improved, he smiled: "Silly Xing Xing."

He sighed in pity, with an unconcealable smile.

Luo Feixing is about to explode, his eyes are round and round, and two small pieces of flesh are bulging on both sides of his cheeks, looking cute and delicious.

Of course, Song Jun wouldn't attack him here so frantically, but he couldn't help poking the bulging flesh, and took his hand to lead him down the mountain: "Aren't you hungry, and you're not in a hurry to eat anymore?"

With his words, Luo Feixing's stomach, which had been shrunk by Luo Changshuo's scare just now, regained its vitality, and began to protest desperately.

Stomach ache from hunger.

He rubbed his stomach without any trace, and walked forward quickly: "Worry, why not worry, I'm going to starve to death!"

Song Ting let him drag him, a little behind half a step, looking at the energetic body in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.But soon, the gentle look dimmed.

"Actually, you don't have to worry." He said softly, "When your cousin sees you, maybe I've already left."

Luo Feixing's body froze, even his steps stopped involuntarily.

"It's up to you." It was only a momentary reaction, and he started to walk again, even walking a little faster than before.

This behavior was not normal, Song Jun saw it, and a little sweetness gradually appeared in his heart.

Does Luo Feixing feel a little bit reluctant about himself?

As long as this is the case, he is actually satisfied.As for whether he is really satisfied... Song Hao tried his best to avoid this question.

With their accelerated pace, Luo Feixing finally ate the rice noodles he had been longing for.It's just that although the stomach is constantly being filled, the heart is getting more and more empty.

"Let's go back." He finished a bowl of rice noodles, a little downcast.

"Why are you suddenly unhappy?" Song Jun knew the possible reason in his heart, but asked pretending not to understand.

Luo Feixing lowered his head, and after being silent for a while, he still felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'm a bit reluctant to part with you."

Song Hao laughed, he was really happy: "There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever, not to mention that even if you leave, it will be three months later."

He reached out and stroked Luo Feixing's hair, hoping that the other party would say more words to persuade him to stay.That way, after the ghost marriage was dissolved, he would have sufficient reason to stay.

But Luo Feixing just sniffled and gave a low "hmm".Nothing else was said.

Song Hao was a little regretful, and in the end he could only touch his thigh with a high-speed iron pillow to soothe his wounded heart.

Luo Feixing: Actually, I don’t really want to comfort you :)

The author has something to say: Abuse is the same as playing in the wild, it does not exist~~~