Burning Heart[ABO]

into the night.

Ye Huaining was leaning against the bed with a book in his hand, reading it absent-mindedly under the dim light above his head.

He still shared a room with Ji Rao. During this period of time, there were many volunteers in the base, and there were crews moving in. The room was already overcrowded. Ye Huaining came here temporarily, not wanting to cause trouble to others. Just like that night, he will live in the same room as Ji Rao between.

The door was pushed open, and Ji Rao, who had just finished a shower, came in wiping his hair, with his upper body naked, bringing in steam and steam.

Ye Huaining raised his eyes, his eyes slid over his tight and undulating arm muscles, and then fell back to the page in his hand.

Ji Rao sat down on the edge of the bed, covered Ye Huaining's head with the towel in his hand, and before Ye Huaining frowned and scolded, he rubbed his hair vigorously: "Go to bed after washing your hair without drying it, why are you still like this?"

Ye Huaining's eyes under the towel were slightly cold, looking at Ji Rao: "Let go."

Ji Rao refused, so he helped him dry his wet hair a little bit, and then went to find the hair dryer in the suitcase.

"When can you get rid of this problem, I won't bother you."

Ye Huaining took the hair dryer from him: "I'll do it myself."

While Ye Huaining was blowing his hair, Ji Rao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, stretching out his fingers from time to time to show him which way to blow.

"This way, back up."

After a few times, Ye Huaining let go of the button and threw the hair dryer into Ji Rao's arms.

This person was clearly teasing him on purpose, pointing at places that he couldn't blow himself.

"Let me help you." With a bright smile on his face, Ji Rao picked up the hair dryer, sat closer to Ye Huaining, and stroked his hair with his fingers.

The warm air passed through the hair, Ye Huaining narrowed his eyes slightly, too lazy to move.

Ji Rao whispered to him: "Where did you plan to go tomorrow?"

"The capital here."

"Why don't you fly?"

"I plan to see the scenery along the way." Ye Huaining said casually.

"The trains here are no better than those in China. Most of them are dirty, messy and crowded. You probably won't be in the mood to enjoy the scenery when you go up." Ji Rao reminded him.

Ye Huaining frowned: "Have you ever sat?"

"I've heard it said."

"How will you know if you don't try it?" Ye Huaining didn't care, he still wanted to give it a try. Traveling is not a vacation, and it's not interesting if it's too comfortable.

Seeing that Ye Huaining didn't take his words seriously at all, Ji Rao thought about it and shut up, so as not to annoy him by talking too much.

Ye Huaining yawned after blowing his hair.

It was still early, and before it was time to go to bed, he took out his tablet and planned to watch a drama for a while.

I clicked on one at random, but the network in this place is not good, and the playback freezes every few seconds, and it is really tiring to watch intermittently.

Ji Rao turned off the screen for him: "Don't look at it, are you tired?"

Ye Huaining glanced at him, feeling that it was meaningless, and reached for the coat that was hanging beside the bed, wanting to touch the cigarette.

Ji Rao pressed his hand: "Didn't you promise me to quit smoking that day? Mr. Ye, you can't just keep your word."

Ye Huaining asked calmly, "When did I agree?"

"We tossed a coin and I won."

"That's your own decision, I didn't agree."

"Huining..."

Ye Huaining insisted on taking out the cigarette, and wanted to go outside to smoke it. Just as he stood up, Ji Rao stretched out his hand to grab it, and then fell back on the bed. Moreover, Ji Rao's movements were too fast, he lost his balance and almost sat in Ji Rao's arms.

Ji Rao raised his hand and hugged him, supported him, and sat back down: "Don't go outside, if you really want to smoke, smoke here."

He also knows that it is not easy to quit after being addicted. He himself is completely dependent on one breath. When he wants to smoke, he can only chew gum desperately. Like Ye Huaining, he has to do it step by step.

"How many do you smoke a day now?"

Ji Rao lit the cigarette for him and handed it over, asking casually.

Ye Huaining sat back on the bed and leaned against the wall behind him, exhaled slowly, thought for a while, and said, "Two or three, I don't remember."

He doesn't remember when he started smoking like this. He hated the smell before, but now he's used to it but can't quit and doesn't really want to quit.

"What are you smoking so fiercely? From now on, at most one cigarette a day." Ji Rao directly made the decision for him.

Ye Huaining squinted over, his eyes slightly fierce: "You don't care."

Ji Rao shook his head, leaned back to the head of the bed without fussing with him, and flicked the lighter in his hand boredly.

After a moment of silence, Ye Huaining's eyes fell on his lighter, and he snorted lightly with the cigarette butt in his mouth: "It's so old, what do you still keep it for? Didn't someone give you a new one?"

With a snap, the flames went out.

Ji Rao raised his eyes and looked at Ye Huaining.

He said, "I gave it back to him, but I didn't want it."

Ye Huaining raised his head, tapped the back of his head on the wall behind him, and smiled while puffing: "Didn't you accept it at the time? Do you want two together? Can you use it? Why don't you return it to me and ask him for it?" His that, he might be willing to give it to you."

Seeing that the cigarette in his hand was about to burn his fingers, Ji Rao got up on his knees, took the cigarette from his fingers, and crushed it into the ashtray on the table.

"It's over."

Ye Huaining's complexion darkened, and just as he was about to have a seizure, Ji Rao leaned over and put his hands on his sides, not getting too close, looking straight at him with dark and deep eyes.

Ye Huaining was still leaning against the wall, looking back coldly, without avoiding it.

The smell of Alpha pheromone seemed to linger on the tip of his nose, making Ye Huaining instinctively unsteady in his breathing. Even so, he refused to give up half a step, and refused to lose the wind in the silent competition with Ji Rao.

Finally, Ji Rao stared into his eyes and said seriously: "I want yours."

Ye Huaining finally turned his eyes away: "...I don't know what it means."

Ji Rao went back as if nothing had happened, took out a deck of poker from the desk drawer, shuffled the cards nimbly with his fingers: "It's boring anyway, let me play cards with you."

Ye Huaining's face was a little stiff, obviously the situation of the three people fighting the landlord on the island last time still made him worry about it.

Ji Rao raised his eyes and smiled and asked him, "What do you want to play?"

Ye Huaining didn't answer.

Ji Rao thought for a while and said, "Then play the simplest one, pumping turtles."

Without giving Ye Huaining a chance to object, Ji Rao has already moved quickly and started to divide the cards. Ye Huaining didn't bother to talk, and slowly picked up his own deck of cards, one by one, and threw down the pairs. In the end, there were still seven cards left in his hand. eight.

Ji Rao flicked the poker in his hand, stretched it out in front of Ye Huaining, and signaled him: "Let you go first."

Ye Huaining took the one on the farthest side.

He was a little absent-minded when he threw down the cards, thinking of the past for no reason, the rare nights when Ji Rao didn't have to work, they had sex most of the time, it seemed that apart from this, he and Ji Rao had nothing else to do when they were alone. Only when doing this thing, Ji Rao will put all his attention on him.

This person has changed a lot now, he is more patient than before, but he doesn't know how long this kind of patience can last.

"Huai Ning, don't be distracted."

Ji Rao reminded him that the cards were taken from Ye Huaining's hands, and he presented his own cards to Ye Huaining, motioning him to continue.

Ye Huaining drew another card, back and forth, Ji Rao soon only had the last three cards in his hand, and Ye Huaining had two cards in his hand.

Ji Rao changed the order of the poker cards in his hand and asked Ye Huaining to continue. Ye Huaining took the middle card, and the cards in his hand became three without a pair.

Ji Rao smiled and said, "Huai Ning, this opportunity is on my side."

Ye Huaining frowned impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, act quickly."

Ji Rao randomly drew the leftmost card in his hand, and the card that was just drawn was drawn back.

It was Ye Huaining's turn.

After seven or eight rounds like this, the same card is always rotated in the hands of the two.

Ye Huaining was completely impatient, and drew the same two of spades again. He directly grabbed the other two cards from Ji Rao's hand and threw them on the bed. There were three identical cards, all of which were two of spades.

It was too late for Ji Rao to reach out to cover it, Ye Huaining grimaced, compared all the cards carefully, and found that the three two of spades were marked on the back, no wonder he drew two of spades every time from this bastard, his hand The one inside can also be drawn accurately.

If the cards continue to be drawn like this, the game will not end even if the cards are drawn a hundred times.

"Are you bored? Is it interesting to play with me?"

Ye Huaining didn't get angry, he grabbed a lot of cards and threw them at Ji Rao's face, the playing cards were scattered all over the bed.

Ji Rao took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Don't be angry, I'm just joking with you."

"You think it's fun?" Ye Huaining lowered his voice.

"I was wrong, and I accept the punishment. It was agreed just now that the loser is a tortoise. I voluntarily admit defeat. I am a bastard."

Ji Rao raised his hands above his head in a gesture of surrender, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Seeing this, Ye Huaining became even angrier, rushed forward and held him down forcefully, punching him one after another.

Fisting to the flesh, Ye Huaining's eyes were red with anger, he had endured it for several days, the pent-up aggrieved after coming to this place and meeting this person finally vented out, and vented his emotions fiercely on Ji Rao.

Ji Rao didn't dodge or dodge, he was beaten by Ye Huaining and he didn't stop until Ye Huaining was tired, he stopped and bent over to pant, still staring at him.

Ji Rao lay under him and smiled at him: "Huai Ning, have you vented enough? I've made you angry a lot these days, right? Now that you've called back, can you stay tomorrow?"

Ye Huaining raised his hand, the smile on Ji Rao's face made him feel particularly glaring, but the slap didn't fall off for a long time.

Ji Rao grabbed his hand and took the initiative to pat his face.

Ye Huaining frowned, and finally gave him a backhanded slap.

After the snap, no one moved and made no sound.

Ye Huaining heard Ji Rao's slightly heavy breathing, and felt something was wrong when his lower body was held up by something. After realizing what it was, he sneered silently: "You are really energetic in the middle of the night."

Ji Rao raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said dumbly: "Go down, or...you will get angrier after a while."

Ye Huaining slapped him again and turned over.

Ji Rao lay still, with his arms crossed in front of his eyes. After a moment of silence, he forcibly suppressed the hot tide in his body.

Ye Huaining rolled up his own quilt, put a distance away from him, rolled over and lay down, and closed his eyes.

Ji Rao picked up the ice mineral water on the table and drank half of the bottle.

There was no movement from the people around him, Ye Huaining was restless, he closed his eyes but couldn't fall asleep, until Ji Rao asked him with a voice close to his ear: "Huai Ning, do you really think that Xu Yinxing is good at bedtime?"

The anger in Ye Huaining's heart popped up again: "What does it have to do with you?"

His waist was grabbed by someone, Ji Rao said unwillingly: "Give me a chance and we will try again, I am definitely better than him, I will make you happy."

"You said you don't want to compare yourself with him, then don't compare yourself to anything and stay away from me." Ye Huaining's tone was blunt.

Ji Rao slammed him down and bullied him over.

The dim light in the room reflected the emotion in this man's eyes, he pressed Ye Huaining's waist firmly, and said dumbly: "Huai Ning, don't look for someone else, even if you need a massage stick, you can let me do it Do it, I'm sure I can do it better than anyone."

Ye Huaining turned his face away, and said in a cold voice, "I don't need it now, just get out."

Ji Rao's hands on his waist tightened and then loosened.

"When the day you need it, I will not give up the opportunity to others."