The self-salvation of fast-piercing cannon fodder

"If you want me to go home to see you, just tell me directly, it's not like I won't go back, why did you come up and treat me so fiercely." Han Xing complained unforgivingly.

Patriarch Han's aura instantly languished, and he said dryly, "I was wrong, I apologize. But you must come back tomorrow!"

Han Xing looked at the phone that was hung up, and couldn't help curling his lips, hanging up every time he didn't answer.

Han Xing didn't deliberately avoid Kaiming when he called. He naturally heard some of their conversations.Qiming waved to Han Xing, signaling him to come over.Han Xing obediently sat beside Qiming, hugged his arm, and rubbed against him like a puppy.

Qiming rubbed his hair and asked with a smile, "Your grandpa?"

Han Xing nodded and said, "Grandpa told me to go home and have dinner with him tomorrow."

"Just go back, the old man is old and needs more company."

Han Xing said sullenly, "Brother, I suddenly miss you."

Qiming laughed and said, "It's not like you won't come back, so why don't you be reluctant."

"Brother, you don't understand." Han Xing said a little disappointed.

You don't understand, the feeling of not wanting to be separated from you for a minute; you don't understand, the panic in my heart once I can't see your figure;

Seeing that Han Xing was in a low mood, Qiming asked suspiciously, "What do I not understand?"

Han Xing stared at Qiming for a long time, and what he saw was a clear and clear scene, except for pampering and loving, he had no desire at all, Qiming really just loved him as a relative.Although Qiming would always tease him unscrupulously, but now he finds that Qiming doesn't understand feelings at all.

Disappointment flashed across Han Xing's foggy eyes, but he quickly hid it and said coquettishly, "Brother, I'll be home tomorrow, can you sleep with me tonight?"

Qiming rubbed his soft hair, and said amusedly, "You're an adult, are you still afraid of the dark?"

Han Xing blinked his foggy eyes, and said aggrieved and sadly: "My mother passed away when I was just born, and my father didn't care about me because of my mother's death. Only grandpa loves me, but grandpa is very busy. I come back very late. I have been sleeping alone since I was a child. Even if I am afraid, no one will come to accompany me. I can only let myself not be afraid. Brother, I am not afraid, I dare not be afraid! You can accompany me Well, I don't want to be alone again."

Looking at Han Xing with tears in his eyes, Qiming couldn't bear to refuse after all, and said helplessly, "I don't know if I will snore when I sleep at night, or have other bad habits. If you regret it now, there is still time."

Han Xing quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, desperately shook his head and said, "No regrets, absolutely no regrets!"

Qiming could only nod helplessly, and said, "I really can't do anything about you, okay, it's getting late, I'll get the pajamas, you go take a shower first."

"Fuck, I was abducted to bed so quickly, I don't want to say anything about this EQ!" A certain bean cursingly hated iron and steel.

"Brother, go quickly, I'm going to take a shower right now."

Qiming threw the phone on the sofa, got up and went back to the room.Han Xing's misty eyes became bright, shining with the light of a successful plan, he knew that Qiming would soften his heart.At the thought of sharing the bed with the person he likes later, Han Xing wanted to scream excitedly, but blushed in embarrassment.

As soon as he thought about taking a bath, Han Xing's mind flashed the scene he saw in Qiming's bathroom last time, and finally the picture was frozen with Qiming Chiluo standing in front of him.Han Xing shook his head in a daze, trying to get this extremely glamorous picture out of his mind, but it became clearer and clearer, as if Qiming was standing in front of him right now, every inch of skin, every hair was ,besides……

Han Xing only felt hot all over his body, his legs were weak, and he also reacted with extreme shame, his face was as red as blood.He lay curled up on the sofa, trying to calm himself down. After a while, he barely stood up, took a pajamas casually from the cloakroom, and rushed to the bathroom.He was afraid that when Qiming came back later and saw him in such a mess, he was afraid that he would be frightened by his desire before Qiming fell in love with him.

When Han Xing came out of the bathroom, Qiming was already sitting on the bed looking at his phone.Although he had regained his composure, he still couldn't help being shy, and said unnaturally, "Brother, have you taken a bath?"

"Well, it was washed in my room." Qiming put down his phone, waved to him and said, "Come here."

Han Xing walked over obediently, stood by the bed, lowered his head to hide the suspicious blush on his face.

Qiming sat him down on the bed, picked up the hair dryer that had been prepared on the bedside table, and began to dry his hair.Neither of them spoke, only the sound of the hair dryer "呵呵呵" in their ears, but it made Han Xing feel very at ease and warm. This feeling of being pampered and cared for is really addictive.

"Alright, remember not to sleep with wet hair in the future." Qiming straightened Han Xing's disheveled hair.

Han Xing shrank into Qiming's arms, and said coquettishly, "Then brother will blow-dry my hair every day from now on, okay?"

Qiming pinched Han Xing's cheek angrily, and said, "What? Do you really think of me as your nanny?"

"No, I'll blow my brother's hair from now on." Han Xing's tone was full of eagerness.

Qiming picked up Han Xing and stuffed him into the blanket, scratched his nose, and said dotingly, "Go to sleep, it's already late."

"Brother, when the children are sleeping, the parents will kiss them good night." Han Xing pointed to his lips and said expectantly.

Han Xing raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes and said, "Are you a child?"

"I just, just want to experience that feeling. Dad never put me to sleep, nor gave me a good night kiss." Han Xing now pretends to be pitiful, and he kills Qiming in seconds.

Qiming was helpless, reluctant to see Han Xing's aggrieved and stubborn expression, so he could only lower his head and peck him lightly on the lips, but when he wanted to get up, Han Xing wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Brother, kissing is not like this." Saying that, Han Xing kissed her.

Gently, swallowing Qiming's breath bit by bit, until both of them were out of breath, Han Xing was gently pushed away by Qiming.

"Are you a fool? You can't breathe well and you still don't know how to let go. You are not allowed to kiss in the future." Qiming said a little annoyed.

Han Xing's eyes filled with mist again, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with desire after being moved. He endured the invasion of desire, and his voice became softer and softer, with an inexplicable temptation, "Brother , I will change it in the future, don’t deny it, or I will be sad.”

Facing Han Xing's weakness, Qiming compromised as usual, but emphasized with a serious face: "This is not an example."

"Brother, can you hug me to sleep, I'm a little cold."

Only then did Qiming realize something was wrong with Han Xing, touched his forehead, frowned and said, "It's so hot, it must be a fever."