The self-salvation of fast-piercing cannon fodder

Seeing that Qiming was about to get up, Han Xing quickly hugged his arm, and said softly, "It's not a fever, brother, just hug me and I'll be fine in a while."

Although Qiming was still a little suspicious, he followed his wishes and took Han Xing into his arms after lying down.

Han Xing rubbed against his warm embrace, although he had to endure physical desire, but his spirit was abnormally stable and satisfied, he said in a voice only he could hear: "Brother, I like you very much, very much like!"

Qiming didn't hear what Han Xing said, so he couldn't help asking, "What did you say?"

"I said I'm so sleepy and want to sleep." Han Xing grumbled back.

Qiming gently patted Han Xing on the back, and said softly, "Sleep if you are sleepy, good night."

"Good night." Han Xing replied vaguely, and fell asleep the next moment.

Listening to Han Xing's even breathing, Qiming touched his lips curiously, and couldn't help sticking out his tongue to lick it, thinking: Is it sweet?No smell, why does Han Xing like to kiss him so much?

A certain Douding looked at Qiming who was licking his lips in a serious manner, trying to taste the taste, and looked at the ceiling speechlessly, mmp, can this EQ be any lower?This is about to be wiped out, and this girl is still struggling with the taste of her mouth...

A certain Douding was very conflicted, wondering if he should tell Qiming what the male lead thought about him.If you tell him that he is being targeted by a man, and this man is still the master of this world, you have nowhere to escape, I don't know if he will quit.

Reminiscent of Qiming's experience in reality, a certain Douding couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart: mmp, it's really possible! ! !

The morning sunlight sneaked in through the gaps in the curtains, mischievously casting a layer of brilliance on the two people hugging each other on the bed, softening their edges and corners, making them look so beautiful and matched.

Han Xing's long eyelashes were like a disturbed butterfly. He opened his eyes after trembling twice. He blinked subconsciously, and was stunned for a minute before his blank brain successfully restarted.Turning his head to look at Qiming who was still sleeping, Han Xing couldn't help but sweetly curl the corners of his lips. This feeling of being able to see the person he likes when he opens his eyes is really wonderful.He stretched out his hand and sketched on Qiming's cheek, he wanted to engrave his facial features and outlines in his mind.

When he saw Qiming's moist lips, Han Xing couldn't help but kissed him again, and gently sucked his lips, savoring its sweet taste.

The sleeping Qiming was woken up by Han Xing, he pinched his neck helplessly, separated the two, and said dumbfoundedly, "Is it delicious?"

Han Xing, who was caught, turned red all of a sudden, nodded shyly and said, "Brother, your mouth is sweet, just like the candy corn you made for me."

Qiming licked his mouth subconsciously when he heard the words, and said doubtfully, "Why don't I think it's tasteless."

Seeing Qiming's intentional movement, Han Xing's bright eyes darkened and began to be shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and his voice became softer and softer: "Brother, I feel uncomfortable."

As soon as Qiming heard that he was suffering, he subconsciously wanted to get up to get the medicine, but Han Xing held his hand, "Brother, it's not that the heart is hurting, it's, yes,,,,,,"

Seeing Han Xing's hesitant speech, Qiming asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Tell me quickly. If it's really not working, I'll take you to the hospital."

Han Xing's face became more and more hot and flushed. He took Qiming's hand and put it in a place where he couldn't speak. Uncomfortable. Brother, am I suffering from some strange, strange disease?"

When Qiming realized what he was holding in his hand, he couldn't help but froze, a bad memory flooded up, he let go of his hand quickly as if he had been scalded, sat up and got out of bed , his complexion became ugly.

Qiming's reaction dimmed Han Xing's shining eyes, and his hurt expression was beyond words. He probably doesn't like men, otherwise how could he have such a big reaction because of his doting on him, as if he touched something dirty? something the same.But he was really not reconciled, not reconciled to just burying his feelings in his heart.In the past, when he didn't understand his own mind, he might not mind being his younger brother, but not now, he is no longer satisfied with just staying by Qiming's side as a younger brother, what he wants is the identity of his lover, and in his life identity of the other half.

"Brother, did I get, got an infectious disease, that's why you, you are..." Han Xing was injured and clutched his chest, the tears in his eyes overflowed his eyes, and he was surrounded by sadness and fear.

"Brother, no matter what, I will not give up easily, even if I try my best!" Han Xing vowed secretly in his heart.

Qiming came back to his senses, looked at Han Xing who was crying silently, his beautiful peach eyes were wide open, dull, without a trace of his usual spirit, crystal tears kept falling down, he curled up on the bed, Like a poor guy who was abandoned, he looked at himself full of sadness.

Qiming was a little annoyed that he had reacted too much, but the dark memory that he had deliberately forgotten just now was suddenly awakened, if he hadn't restrained himself, he would have swung his fist long ago.The Han Xing in front of him is just a child who doesn't understand anything, how can he be compared with that damned man.

Qiming forcibly blocked the unbearable memory deep in his heart in a corner, calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart, walked to the bedside and took Han Xing into his arms, and said softly, "Xiao Xing, are you Getting sick, it’s called chenbo, it’s a normal reaction of a man, it proves that Xiao Xing has grown up and is a man, so don’t be afraid.”

The familiar embrace, the reassuring temperature, Han Xing embraced tightly greedily, and the tears he had just pretended became more turbulent. Only now did he really know how much he was afraid of losing.He choked up and said, "Brother, you just, just scared me, I thought, thought,,,,,,"

Hearing that he was so choked up that he could barely utter a complete sentence, Qiming felt even more guilty, and said guiltily, "Xiao Xing, I'm sorry, I overreacted just now. I'm not targeting you, because bad things happened before, That's why it's like that."

"Has something bad happened before?" Han Xing couldn't help repeating Qiming's words.

"It's over. Well, don't cry anymore, you're an adult, and you cry like this all the time, and you're not afraid that others will laugh at you." Qiming obviously didn't want to bring up that memory again, after all, it happened in his reality, not in this body experience, and it was a gloomy experience, and he didn't want others to know.