After dressing as the protagonist, he proves that he is an attacker

Inside the living room.

When Zhong Ling realized what he was thinking, he quickly moved away from staring at Xie Yi's lips.

The evening wind outside the window blows the curtains, and also blows the pool of spring water in Zhong Ling's heart.

There are shallow ripples on the surface, but the dark tide is actually raging.

Xie Yi, who was sitting on the sofa, was annoyed and ashamed by the change she had just made, while Zhong Ling, who was half kneeling on the carpet, was also silent because of the little lust in his heart.

The two have different thoughts, but the atmosphere is extremely harmonious.

The bright light shone on them, coating them with a silver halo, blurring the two completely different auras of the two, one hot and the other cold.

Obviously no one spoke, and there was no unnecessary movement, just thinking that it should have been such an ordinary creation, completely natural.

Zhong Ling felt his throat was extremely dry, and his Adam's apple rolled heavily several times.

It took a while to suppress some turbulent emotions, and said to Xie Yi with a low hoarse voice, gentle but unquestionable: "I will help you change the medicine in the future."

Zhong Ling didn't look at Xie Yi when he was talking, he just lowered his head and continued to apply the medicine.

Xie Yi's eyelashes trembled twice, but she didn't refuse.

After a while, Xie Yi stared at Zhong Ling again, there was no way that Zhong Ling's sense of presence was too strong, his gaze always fell on Zhong Ling involuntarily.

Zhong Ling's hands have fair skin and well-defined joints. The thumb and forefinger holding the cotton swab in his right hand are slightly white. The nails are neatly trimmed, with a healthy pink color and a large crescent on them.

The cotton swab in his hand was stained with ointment, and he gently applied the wound on Xie Yi's calf. The force was so light that Xie Yi felt a little itchy, and moved his lower leg uncomfortably.

Feeling Xie Yi's movement, Zhong Ling thought it hurt him, so he exhaled a few breaths on the spot he had just smeared.

Following Zhong Ling's movements, Xie Yi suddenly felt warmth and humidity on his calf.

A strange feeling spread all over his body from there, Xie Yi was so startled that he almost jumped up from the sofa, but luckily he controlled it.

But that feeling still invaded Xie Yi all the time, he didn't dare to move for a while.

Zhong Ling was afraid that Xie Yi's further movement would hurt the wound, so he put the ointment on his left hand on the carpet, and gently supported Xie Yi's calf.

The slightly cool and greasy touch made Zhong Ling's body stiff for a moment, and then he accelerated his speed.

Soon Zhong Ling finished applying the medicine and began to wrap the bandage. Sometimes his fingertips would inadvertently brush the sensitive skin on Xie Yi's leg.

The numbness that came from time to time woke Xie Yi up from his daze.

When it was over, both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

A simple dressing change turned into a torment for two people.

Zhong Ling packed up the medicine box and planned to get up, but his legs were a little disobedient because he had been in one position for a long time.

But Zhong Ling reacted quickly, propped his arms on the sofa so he didn't let himself hit Xie Yi.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Zhong Ling immediately held his breath.

He and Xie Yi's posture at this time is very ambiguous, he encloses Xie Yi in his arms, breath intertwined, Zhong Ling can even feel Xie Yi's eyelashes sweeping across his face.

The lips of the two touched within a centimeter.

He only needs to lower his head slightly to kiss Xie Yi's thin lips.

Zhong Ling raised his body and moved a little further away, and as soon as he raised his eyes, his eyes met Xie Yi's. He could see clearly that Xie Yi's eyes were only surprised, and there was no rejection or disgust.

So Zhong Ling tentatively kissed her, the warm and soft touch made his breathing much heavier.

The moment the two lips met, Xie Yi's eyelashes trembled and then he closed his eyes, neither dodging nor refusing.

Seeing this, Zhong Ling's eyes turned red, he reached out to support the back of Xie Yi's head, and deepened the kiss without hesitation.

Zhong Ling didn't let go of his lips until he felt that Xie Yi in his arms was about to suffocate.

Zhong Ling panted heavily on the side of Xie Yi's neck, seeing his dazed look, he thought it was very cute.

He kissed Xie Yi's fair and pink neck lightly again, and whispered into Xie Yi's ear with a hoarse voice, "Mr. Xie, can you be my boyfriend?"

Xie Yi's expression was a little loose after being kissed by him, and his whole body went limp. Hearing Zhong Ling's confession, Xie Yi regained his composure.

Zhong Ling's almost coaxing tone made Xie Yi's throat choke for a moment, and he couldn't even say a word of rejection.

After Zhong Ling said it, he also regretted it, it was too early and too sudden.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response, Zhong Ling sighed secretly in his heart: "Sure enough."

He had expected this result a long time ago, even better than Xie Yi's resolute rejection in Zhong Ling's imagination, I don't know how much better.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ling didn't regret it anymore, if he didn't refuse, he had a chance, and the kiss just now proved that Xie Yi didn't have no feelings for him.

Taking a closer look at the fragrance of grass and trees on Xie Yi's body, Zhong Ling's throat rolled, and he discussed with Xie Yi again: "Then... shall I chase you?"

Seeing that Xie Yi opened his mouth to say something, Zhong Ling quickly answered, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement." After speaking, he blinked at Xie Yi, quite innocently.

Xie Yi was a little helpless by his shameless appearance, and finally couldn't help but said: "I didn't agree."

Xie Yi's voice was not as cold as usual, but became gentle and gentle, and the last word seemed to have a hook of desire, which almost took Zhong Ling's soul away.

Zhong Ling rubbed Xie Yi's red earlobe with his nose, and said more and more rascally: "I've never heard that chasing someone requires the other party's consent, this is one-sided...".

Having said that, he paused again, put his lips on Xie Yi's ear, and then continued, "I'm chasing you."

Feeling the warm breath in his ear, Xie Yi felt his heartbeat start to speed up again, he pushed the person on him away in a panic, and said, "I'm hungry." He got up and jumped to the dining table without even looking at it. Dare to look at Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling looked at Xie Yi running away, and laughed out loud. He maintained the posture pushed away by Xie Yi, and I laughed for a long time on the sofa.

Xie Yi was so ashamed by Zhong Ling's low-pitched laughter that his whole body was burning hot, feeling that his heartbeat that had just returned to normal was about to speed up again.

Seeing that Xie Yi's head was about to touch the dining table, Zhong Ling quickly stopped laughing.

Xie Yi is too cute, he has to take his time, don't stimulate too much all of a sudden and frighten him.

Zhong Ling stood up from the sofa, straightened his messed up clothes, walked to the dining table, and said to Xie Yi: "I'm going back, I'll come back tomorrow morning to bring you breakfast."

Xie Yi nodded and said, "Thank you."

Zhong Ling smiled, tilted his head and teased, "Then how are you going to thank me, huh?"

Xie Yi was completely silent this time, he didn't know how to answer.

Of course Zhong Ling didn't need him to answer.

Zhong Ling knew it well, he knew that Xie Yi might have his own concerns, so he was not in a hurry, today's kiss was not what he expected.

Even if it was a surprise.

After closing the door of Xie Yi's house, Zhong Ling pressed his forehead against the door and took several deep breaths.

Then he got up and went home, and quickly finished the cold dinner. It was not hot because he was already very hot, just to cool down.

It's also his first love. Although he hasn't caught up yet, it's considered unrequited love, but to Zhong Ling, this is already in love.

Zhong Ling was inexperienced, so much of his ease in front of Xie Yi today was just pretending.

In fact, his heart was also beating fast, not at all as it seemed on the surface.

Zhong Ling was so excited that he didn't feel sleepy until after three o'clock in the morning. It was rare that he didn't get up early to go for a morning run.

Although Zhong Ling slept late yesterday, he was in good spirits, which is probably what people often say: people feel refreshed when they have happy events.

Seeing that there was not much time left, he simply ate some cereal.But earnestly made a loving breakfast for Xie Yi.

When serving breakfast, Zhong Ling noticed that Xie Yi's expression was a little dazed. He thought that the other party hadn't slept well, so he said softly, "Eat some breakfast before going to bed, or your stomach will feel sick again." Then he left.

Xie Yi stood on the spot and looked at the direction Zhong Ling left for a long time.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew through the window in the corridor, and the door in front of Xie Yi was closed with a "bang", and he regained his senses.

But he still stood inside the closed door for a long time, looking down at the insulated lunch box in his hand, which was the one he returned yesterday.

It wasn't until Xie Yi felt a dull pain in his stomach due to hunger that his eyes gradually recovered, and he recalled what Zhong Ling said just now: eat breakfast first, or your stomach will hurt.

Xie Yi pulled the corner of her lower lip, there was no smile on her pale face, and there was even a bit of bitterness.

He thought: Is this really the happiness that he can have?

I thought of giving up, but the hands holding the lunch box were clenched tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

Xie Yimu straightened up, sat at the dining table, opened the lunch box and ate mechanically, but he was enveloped by the warm feeling after just one bite.

The speed of his eating also suddenly accelerated, and then stopped suddenly at the next moment, Xie Yi's cheeks were bulging, and there was some sauce on the side of his mouth, and he stood there with his eyes downcast, not chewing.

After an unknown amount of time, Dou Da's teardrops flowed from his eyes and fell silently into the lunch box.

Xie Yi only felt that his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see anything.

It wasn't until a tear fell from the corner of his jaw to the back of his hand that he realized what it was, put down the tableware, and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

He cried?

Xie Yi opened his red and swollen eyes wide in shock, staring at a certain place in front of him, without blinking.

He thought that if he did it all over again, he could ignore everything that happened in the previous life, but only now did he realize that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.

Xie Yi continued to eat that breakfast when all the tears were drained, but it was already cold.

Xie Yi looked down at the insulated lunch box in his hand, will all the warmth disappear eventually?

And how long can Zhong Ling last?

Xie Yi's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he walked to the trash can with his lunch box, trying to throw away those exquisite but unheated breakfasts, but he couldn't throw it away after hesitating for many times.

He put it back on the table and didn't move again.

The rising sun outside the window was shining brightly, and I stretched out my hand to feel its heat, but it was only cold.

It also made Xie Yi's heart that had warmed up just now cool down.