Shen Zhuo is a thin-skinned person, and the fact that he was on the same bed with Song Linnan made him completely ashamed. Now that Song Linnan's deep voice is probing in his ears, he has no doubt that he is now His face was as hot as a soldering iron.

Song Linnan's chest was pressed against Shen Zhuo's back, and the heartbeat of the other party was no less than his.

Although the dim environment deprived Shen Zhuo of his vision, it gave him the only courage. He turned around and faced Song Linnan, as if he was answering stiffly: "No."

In the dark night, the eyes of the two teenagers are the only light, and there is only each other's silhouettes in the light source.Their hair was entangled on the same pillow, fused into the black pillow skin, and they held hands and tied their hair independently.

The body temperature of the two people is like a heater in winter in the low-temperature air-conditioned room, and the breath they exhale is also scorching hot, but the two of them just watched quietly, using the most honest and sincere love for each other at this age.

The hot skin was pressed against the smooth silk pajamas, Song Linnan lowered his head and whispered something in Shen Zhuo's ear, causing Shen Zhuo to lean back an inch suddenly, and his face that had returned to normal turned completely red again in the dim environment .

Song Linnan took him back into his arms again and said, "Be good, I won't laugh at you anymore."

Shen Zhuo closed his eyes and recited some scriptures twice before he managed to suppress some bad thoughts.

Lying in Song Linnan's arms, he was always grateful that only he could see Song Linnan's gentleness, and he possessed this unique love almost greedily. He agreed with an "um", and called out: "Brother."

Song Linnan has changed from the habitual "um" to "I am".

Shen Zhuo laughed this time, and said, "I want to ask what is the name of the dog in your photo? The one that is the same as the one on your profile picture."

Song Linnan suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and answered him: "Spoon."

Shen Zhuo frowned first, thinking that Song Linnan had discovered his nickname, but later realized that the Alaskan dog was called Shaozi.

Shen Zhuo's eyes widened at once, and his eyes were full of doubts. Song Linnan seemed to see his thoughts in the dim environment, and said again: "Really."

Shen Zhuo blinked and asked, "Why did you give it this name?"

Song Linnan's shallow breath hit Shen Zhuo's forehead, only to hear Song Linnan say: "When he was a child, he used a spoon to bring it to his mouth before eating."

Song Linnan paused and added, "You too."

At first, Shen Zhuo understood what Song Linnan meant, but later he recalled that when he first met Song Linnan, he ate in the cafeteria, and the food was brought to him by Lin Hean.Thinking of this, he didn't know for a moment whether to be grateful or jealous.

Shen Zhuo moved a little closer to Song Linnan, wrinkled his nose, and asked, "So I and the son of a bitch are equated!"

Shen Zhuo was originally joking, but he clearly felt Song Linnan's nervousness. Song Linnan held his hand under the quilt and said, "You are different."

Shen Zhuo held Song Linnan's hand instead, his tone subconsciously lightened, and asked, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Song Linnan moved his body which had been lying on his side twice, leaning against the head of the bed and sitting up again.

Seeing his movements, Shen Zhuo also sat up, remembering Song Linnan's injury on the hot search, and asked, "Is it the injury from dancing?"

Song Linnan lowered his eyes and nodded, "It's okay, it's almost over."

After leaning on the head of the bed, before Shen Zhuo responded, he answered Shen Zhuo's previous question: "For a while, I was too immersed in the management of the 18th birthday gift, neglected to take care of the spoon, and found someone to feed water and feed every day .As a result, the person who took care of the spoon missed it one day, and let it run out of the community and was hit by a car."

Shen Zhuo quietly listened to Song Linnan's word for word about the past, resting his head on Song Linnan's shoulder, and rolling his Adam's apple twice, trying to piece together comforting words, said: "It will be in another world." looking at you."

Song Linnan heard Shen Zhuo's words, his shoulders visibly moved following the laughter, and said, "The spoon is still alive."

When Shen Zhuo heard that he was immersed in the sad atmosphere, he was pulled out instantly, and his head was lifted from Song Linnan's shoulder, and he said, "Alive??"

Song Linnan nodded, looked at the fried lover, even the blinking speed was slow and gentle, and said: "At my home in the imperial capital, I was rescued back then."

Shen Zhuo suddenly remembered Song Linnan's profile picture, the spoon was wearing a muzzle, and continued to ask: "So your profile picture is the spoon in the period of treatment?"

Song Linnan affirmed Shen Zhuo's question, and said, "Well, I'm afraid it will lick the wound."

Although Shen Zhuo felt like he was wasting his time trying to comfort others, he was relieved in his heart, leaning against the head of the bed suddenly, the wooden head of the bed hit his spine, the sound of the collision was especially crisp in the silent night.

Song Linnan held him in his arms along the gap between his waist and the head of the bed, kneading the place where the head of the bed touched with his fingertips.After a period of comforting fright, and having wasted too much energy dancing during the day, Shen Zhuo finally felt drowsy. He spoke lazily, leaned his head on Song Linnan's shoulder again, and said, "It's fine."

Song Linnan patted his waist twice like coaxing a child, and asked him, "Are you sleepy?"

Shen Zhuo nodded twice on Song Linnan's shoulder and said, "A little bit."

Song Linnan pulled up the quilt and said, "Then go to sleep."

Shen Zhuo got into the bed directly along the silky quilt, and Song Linnan also lay down. Although Shen Zhuo was disturbed by sleepy bugs, he still did not forget to hold his brother's face and said, "Anyway, nothing will happen to me. Don't worry too much."

Song Linnan smiled, and the smile on his lips wrapped in the gentleness of the silence in the middle of the night, and said, "Okay."

Shen Zhuo's drowsiness came quickly, and he fell asleep soon after his head touched the pillow.

Song Linnan's sleepiness was still light, he still leaned sideways and used his fingers to trace the bridge of Shen Zhuo's nose, the tip of his nose, and finally his lips. own lover.

Shen Zhuo's eyelashes trembled slightly, Song Linnan left a goodnight kiss on Shen Zhuo's forehead as usual, and finally closed his eyes shallowly in Shen Zhuo's steady breathing.

In the early morning of the next day, several people's mobile phones rang one after another at the same time. It was precisely because of the ringing of the mobile phones that they woke up several people. Otherwise, there was a high probability that they would sleep until the afternoon before going back to training.

Several people washed up briefly. In order not to be too conspicuous, Song Linnan called a private driver to take them back.

Along the way, several people were discussing how to explain to the program group, whether it would cause negative impact, but Song Linnan still sat quietly beside Shen Zhuo, without saying a word.

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