Little crying bag always wants to tag me

Yiling slept very uncomfortably this time, as if his whole body was lying on the surface of the water, and the warm water covered his throat and nose, enveloping Yiling layer by layer.

Everything was peaceful at first.

Then the water temperature began to rise gradually, and the hot air began to squeeze the air in Yiling's body and lungs. Yiling felt uncomfortable and wanted to struggle, but his body seemed to have lost consciousness. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't get his body back. of control.

The temperature is still rising.

The water flow was already like magma, burning Yiling's body inch by inch.

Yi Ling opened his mouth, gulping in fresh oxygen, but it was still not enough.

At a certain moment, the scalding heat seemed to have finally found a breakthrough in his body, rushing into his blood vessels, the blood was ignited, and flowed through every corner of his body like boiling lava.

Yiling seemed to shout, but he couldn't.

Suddenly, he felt a cool touch on his hand, and like a drowning person grabbing the last straw, he grabbed the other person violently, greedily wanting to get a little bit of cool pleasure from the other person.

"elder brother?"

Yiling was burned so dazedly that he seemed to hear someone calling his name in a trance.

"elder brother?"

Yi Ling frowned impatiently, who was calling him?

"Brother, wake up."

With a cold palm pressed against his face, Yiling instantly felt a lot better, the burning sensation faded slightly, and his sanity gradually recovered. Yiling slowly opened his eyes, and Bai Zexiao's magnified delicate face was right in front of him. .

"Brother," Bai Zexiaofeng frowned, staring at Yiling's face with worry in his eyes: "What's wrong with you? You can't wake up for a long time."

Yi Ling blinked, and lowered his head, only to find that half of Bai Zexiao's arm was held in his arms with both hands and feet. Under his head was not a pillow, but Bai Zexiao's strong shoulders.

Surprised, Yiling got up, sat on the bed, opened a pair of eyes that were not fully awake, and said blankly to Bai Zexiao: "Hold, sorry, I fell asleep."

"Drowsy?" Bai Zexiao obviously didn't believe the answer, he grabbed Yiling's shoulder and leaned over to press against his forehead: "Did you have a fever?"

As soon as the boy Bu got closer, Yi Ling smelled a particularly pleasant aroma, like nanmu soaked in the depths of the cold pool for many years, with a hint of fragrance in the bitterness.

"It smells good on you."

Bai Zexiao was startled, and turned his head to look at Yiling.

Yi Ling didn't know that he was blushing like a ripe apple at this time, his eyes were misty, his head was tilted, and he half leaned on Bai Zexiao's body like a boneless person, sniffing Bai Zexiao greedily like an addict. body smell.

This kind of Yi Ling is too attractive.

Bai Zexiao looked a little lost, he swallowed unconsciously, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Brother?"

"En?" Yi Ling replied lazily, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Bai Zexiao's back, and got closer even more.

As Yi Ling got closer, a sweet and greasy fragrance surged out, entering Bai Zexiao's nasal cavity very forcefully.

Bai Zexiao frowned. He had often smelled this smell in the past two years, but it was often fleeting. This was the first time that he felt the existence of this smell so clearly.

Outside the window, a sparrow spread its wings and fluttered towards the sky. Its claws and beaks scraped against the glass of the window, making a sharp rubbing sound.

Yiling woke up like a dream, and his body leaning against Bai Zexiao's arms froze suddenly.

I rely on!

what am i doing?

Yi Ling violently pushed Bai Zexiao away, kneeling and crawling back.

"Brother!" Bai Zexiao slammed forward, and Yiling was so frightened that he unconsciously fell backwards. As a result, he waved his hands in the air, and half of his body fell outside the bed.The young man's big hands grabbed Yiling's waist involuntarily, and with all his strength, he directly put Yiling back into his arms.

Bai Zexiao heaved a sigh of relief in shock, looked down at Yiling's back, and complained in a tone of voice, "I almost fell, brother."

Yiling turned his head and glanced behind him, it was true.

The two of them had already reached the bedside, and Yiling almost fell on the back of his head.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Bai Zexiao looked at Yi Ling worriedly, he had never seen Yi Ling like this before.

When he was not awake, he frowned tightly as if he was suffering, but as soon as he got closer, Yi Ling entangled himself like a snake, embracing his arm and refusing to let go.

After finally waking up, it ended up——

Bai Zexiao stared at the gradually fading blush on Yiling's face, using his toes to figure out that something was wrong with Yiling.

"Do you want to accompany you to the doctor?"

Yiling withdrew from Bai Zexiao's embrace, rubbed his forehead and shook his head: "No, I'm fine."

The burning sensation that was about to be cooked just now has gradually faded away, and there is already a thin layer of sweat on Yiling's back, which is cold against his clothes.

Only then did Yi Ling feel a little cold.

He shuddered, feeling as if he had just come out of the sauna.

Yiling stretched his waist, turned over neatly and got out of bed, and looked at him with a worried look on his face, Bai Zexiao comforted him with a smile: "I had a weird dream, I was sweating all over, I'll be fine after taking a shower." ,rest assured."

After taking a shower, Yiling was the same as usual.

Bai Zexiao stared at Yiling closely, he always felt that something had changed in Yiling.

"Speaking of which, are you going to split?" Yi Ling ate his breakfast: "I seem to smell a good smell on you."

Yiling's words interrupted Bai Zexiao's thoughts, he shrugged: "Is there?"

Yi Ling looked at the young man in front of him elegantly cutting the fried egg, and smiled, "Have you ever felt that you have become sensitive to pheromones recently?"

Bai Zexiao shook his head: "No, it's still the same."

Yi Ling was a little disappointed: "Is it true?"

"Really," Bai Zexiao looked up at him, "I don't have any feelings for Omega or Alpha."

Yiling smacked his lips, propped his chin to think deeply, did he make up the taste of feelings in the morning?

Without allowing him to think too much, Bai Zexiao had already pushed a serving of milk in front of him: "Brother, drink it quickly, we're going to be late."

-

The teaching buildings of senior one and senior three are very close to each other, at least they don't have to go across half of the school to find each other like forward.

It is also much more convenient for two people to meet each other.

After school, Yiling walked down the stairs slowly, but he didn't see Bai Zexiao downstairs.

Detention?

Yiling walked to the downstairs of the first grade teaching building and looked up. The lights in class A were already off. Just when Yiling was debating whether to send a message to Bai Zexiao, Bai Zexiao's voice sounded behind him.

"elder brother."

Yi Ling turned around and saw Uncle Zhao standing behind Bai Zexiao.

Uncle Zhao bowed politely: "Student Yi, we meet again."

Yi Ling had a good impression of the driver, so he greeted him with a smile: "Why are you here to pick up Bai Zexiao today?"

"Madam ordered to pick up the young master after school to pick out a suit of clothes. There will be important guests at home in two days, so we can't neglect it."

Yiling raised his eyebrows.

I haven't seen the Bai family for so many years to let Bai Zexiao go back, why now——

Uncle Zhao smiled: "The young master is probably a bit reserved by himself, how about classmate Yi to accompany him?"

Yi Ling was taken aback, and pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Brother, come with me." Bai Zexiao grabbed Yiling's wrist and begged, "I don't want to be alone."

"No, this..."

The point is that I don't know anyone in the Bai family, so what should I do?

Uncle Zhao smiled considerately: "Don't worry, the young master and I are the only ones going to try on clothes today, and the other masters of the Bai family are not here."

"Oh," Yiling nodded, and then he was relieved: "Then, let me go and have a look?"

The car drove through most of Qingcheng, and finally stopped at the entrance of an English shop with a plain front.

Yiling got out of the car and took a look inside the store. The space inside was not small, and there were always four or five people trying on clothes.

Uncle Zhao opened the door and said a few words to the chubby blond boss. The blond boss smiled and stretched out his hand to invite the two young men to go upstairs.

The whole floor upstairs is open, with a circular window in the middle, displaying various styles of suits and related accessories.

The fat boss personally took out a set from the shelf and introduced it to Bai Zexiao. He babbled a lot, but Bai Zexiao didn't respond, and turned to look at Yiling.

"Brother, what do you think?"

Yiling laughed: "Why do you ask me when you choose clothes? If you like it, try it on."

"I'll wear whatever you like." Bai Zexiao stubbornly stared into Yiling's eyes: "I don't want what you don't like."

Yiling smiled.

I don't even like feelings, so you don't wear anything?

Yi Ling glanced at Uncle Zhao who was standing not far away, but unfortunately there were outsiders here, otherwise he could take the opportunity to tease Bai Zexiao.

The blond-haired boss couldn't understand Chinese, but with the attitudes of the two teenagers in front of him, he could still understand a little.

"It'sseems this young master needs some advice【This young master seems to need some advice】" The boss put a few suits in front of Yiling's eyes, and said with a smile, "You help him I'd appreciate it.【Can you help him, I will be grateful.】"

Yi Ling smacked his lips, and reluctantly stretched out his hand to look at the styles of several suits.

It's true that Yiling had a lot of contact with suits, especially during those years in the UK, but when it comes to wearing and taste in suits, he might not be able to catch up with Qin Zhiyao in his life.

Fortunately, Bai Zexiao's wide-shouldered and narrow-waisted body has a great advantage in itself, no matter what he wears, he won't be too ugly.

Yi Ling chose between a white single-breasted suit and another black double-breasted suit for a long time, and finally took the black one.

"That's it." Yiling handed it to him: "Go and try."

Bai Zexiao took the clothes and went to the dressing room, and the boss was about to follow in with a measuring ruler and pins.

"Youstay here. [You wait here.]" Bai Zexiao said coldly, then turned his head and took Yiling's hand: "Brother, come in with me."

"Me?" Yiling waved his hand: "I don't know anything, what do I do here? You can ask the boss to do it for you."

"I don't want it," Bai Zexiao said with a straight face, "I don't want anyone to touch me except you."

These words are inexplicably ambiguous.

Yi Ling's face turned reddish, and he didn't dare to look into Uncle Zhao's eyes behind him.

I really didn't teach your young master to say this!real!

Uncle Zhao smiled and sighed: "The young master is also so clingy to you."

Yiling laughed dryly, and Bai Zexiao took his hand again: "Didn't you say that you often wore a suit when you were in England? Can you help me fix it?"

Yiling had no choice but to go in with Bai Zexiao.

The door of the locker room was closed, Yi Ling immediately raised his face and pinched Bai Zexiao's cheek, and scolded him in a low voice: "Being a baby depends on the occasion, a 17-year-old doesn't want to lose face?"

"No." Bai Zexiao said righteously: "Face is not as important as you."