Affectionate male partner quit

The next day.

When Xuan Maoting opened his eyes, Ning Sanghu was still asleep.The soft hair hangs down in front of his eyes, his breathing is gentle, and his chest rises and falls.

As if aware of the slightly complicated gaze of Xuan Yanting, Ning Sanghu slightly frowned, turned over, buried his face in the pillow, the quilt slipped down, and his exposed skin was covered with bruises. Mottled traces of purple.

Gee.

Xuan Yuting couldn't help but be speechless, the memories of last night flooded into his brain like a tide, and the scenes were clearly visible - fair skin, flexible waist...

Scum!

He stopped the gradually obscene thoughts in his heart, and spat at himself viciously in his heart.

#On taking advantage of the danger and the person I like after 419, what are the chances that I will succeed in confessing my love to him#

#Is it too late to wear it back and eunuch myself#

Xuan Yuting squeezed the space between his eyebrows, feeling that his head was a little big, he sighed silently, touched the phone from the side and checked the time:

13:48

Yep, missed lunch too.

Xuan Maoting sat up from the bed as if resigned to his fate, covered Ning Sanghu with the quilt, and got up to wash.

During the period, he also took a special look at the place where Ning Sanghu used too much last night-it was a little red and swollen.

Does this... need to go to the hospital?

Xuan Yuting held his chin and fell into deep thought.

It was his first time to eat meat, and some places were indeed knowledge blind spots. An older single young man hesitated for a long time when looking at the X degree on his mobile phone, and finally chose to give up——

With this time, he might as well go to the pharmacy and ask.

Not long after Xuan Yanting left, Ning Sanghu seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he slowly woke up.

When he first woke up, his mind was still a little dazed. Even though the alcohol content of the beer was not high, it was enough for Ning Sanghu to feel uncomfortable.

The beautiful amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, slightly watery, Ning Sanghu's whole body was sore and painful, he moved slightly, and couldn't help gasping——

Xuan Yuting, this unrestrained animal!

Fortunately, Xuan Maoting was considered a human being after he passed out Ning Sanghu last night, at least he took someone to wash him, so that Ning Sanghu didn't get any more embarrassing.

Ning Sanghu turned his eyes to look around for people, but he couldn't find them, and shouted twice in a hoarse voice, but there was no one.He frowned, and leaned against the wall to get off the bed, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

"The store manager...the store manager...Xuan Yuting?!"

no one.

It was hard for Ning Sanghu to describe how he felt at this time. Xuan Yiting tormented him too much last night, anyway, the culprit should not be here now...

Faintly lost in his eyes, he carefully sat down on the sofa, took out his cell phone and wanted to send a message to Xuan Yuting.

As soon as the words in the dialogue box were typed, there was a sound of metal clashing at the door. Ning Sanghu subconsciously looked up, and saw Xuan Yuting opened the door and came in carrying something.

"The store manager..." Ning Sanghu's voice was still a little hoarse, she murmured subconsciously and then fell silent, not knowing what to say.

"Well, how do you feel?" Xuan Yanting originally thought that Ning Sanghu should still be asleep at this moment, but he didn't expect that he had already woken up.

He put the bag in his hand on the coffee table, then looked at Ning Sanghu's face, "Does it hurt?"

"What?" Ning Sanghu didn't realize it for a while, and after meeting Shang Xuanting's meaningful eyes, his brain slowly realized what he was talking about. , the voice was as thin as a mosquito, "...it hurts."

"Then go get some medicine," Xuan Liting leaned over to him, "I'll help you."

Ning Sanghu blinked, and then turned his gaze to the tea table. After seeing the contents of the bag, he paused for a moment——

It was to buy medicine for him...

Ning Sanghu's mood suddenly improved, her beautiful eyes gleamed with spring light, she wrapped her arms around Xuan Ting's neck with a blushing face, buried her whole body in it, and gave a muffled hum.

Seeing this, Xuan Yanting chuckled, picked up his young master, and walked to the bedroom with the medicine.

……

After the medicine was administered, the takeaway Xuan Ting ordered earlier had almost arrived. When it was brought in, Ning Sanghu was still pretending to be dead on the bed. He was as red as a boiled shrimp, curled up under the blanket and refused to go out.

Xuan Maoting was not in a hurry, he unwrapped the package slowly, put the hot porridge on the dining table, and then went into the bedroom to coax Ning Sanghu who was so ashamed.

He squatted down, his eyes flicked across Ning Sanghu's red ears that seemed to be bleeding, his eyes were smiling, and his voice was slightly lowered, "Are you shy?"

"..."

Ask knowingly.

Ning Sanghu ignored him.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and after a brief silence, Xuan Yuting said softly, "Sorry..."

Once you open your mouth, it will be easier for you to say the following words, Xuan Yiting looked down at him, "I'm sorry for what happened last night, I..."

"You regret it." Ning Sanghu interrupted suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Xuan Maoting with a firm tone.

Ning Sanghu's heart seemed to be squeezed hard by someone, he was astringent and uncomfortable, he was drunk last night, he was indeed drunk, but not so drunk that he didn't know what he was doing.

Xuan Yuting regretted it.

This idea kept circling in his brain, making his nose sour and his eyes almost red.

Ning Sanghu stared at Xuan Maoting stubbornly, never looking away.

"You listened to someone finish the sentence." Xuan Ting clicked softly, with a helpless expression, "I couldn't control it last night, I overdid it, sorry."

Ning Sanghu froze, "You... just for this?"

"That's why." Xuan Yanting affirmed, he looked at Ning Sanghu's face, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he curled his lips and joked, "Otherwise what do you think it is?"

Ning Sanghu said shamelessly that he thought Xuan Yuting didn't want to have any relationship with him outside the boundaries, so he was regretting what happened last night.

"I have no regrets." Seeing Ning Sanghu's changing face, Xuan Yanting knew what the young master was imagining. He bent his eyes, leaned forward, and kissed Ning Sanghu's lips lightly, warmly. soft.

"I like you." Xuan Yanting's voice was very soft, but it seemed to weigh a thousand catties, making Ning Sanghu dizzy.

"You...what did you say?" Ning Sanghu was stunned for a long time before asking hesitantly.

"I like you." Xuan Yiting repeated it earnestly with soft eyes.

So no regrets.

Ning Sanghu blinked slowly, his thoughts seemed to be drifting away at this moment, his mind was full of Xuan Yanting's words "I like you", even his breathing became short unconsciously, he opened his mouth, wanting to say What, before the words came out, tears fell first.

Xuan Maoting was taken aback, "Why are you crying?"

He wiped away the tears for Ning Sanghu, his voice became more gentle, and he laughed at him, "Little crying bag."

"I'm not," Ning Sanghu muttered, his voice was a little hoarse, and he held Xuan Ting tightly, "I like you, more than you like me."

Xuan Maoting was stunned, and his smile deepened, he gently pressed Ning Sanghu's lips, pried them open deeply, sucked the kiss back and forth, his breath blended together, and his love was lingering.

After being together, nothing seems to have changed, and it seems that everything has changed.

Ning Sanghu gave full play to his instinct as a fork, and when he had nothing to do, he leaned over to ask Xuan Ting sticky for a kiss, in the name of restoring his sense of taste.

Xuan Maoting happily accepts the benefits delivered to her door, and most of the time she hugs the confused Ning Sanghu and rolls to bed after kissing her.

"Young master?" Xuan Yiting patted the person who was paralyzed on the bed and refused to get up, "Didn't you say that you must make up for the Longyin strawberries owed to fans today?"

Ning Sang was furious, "Tomorrow will be sure."

"No," Xuan Yanting was stern and selfless, "You have read it for almost a week, and if you drag it on, you won't be able to publish it next year."

Ning Sanghu became angry when he heard it, and he patted the bed angrily, "Who am I doing this for? If it wasn't for you, would I have dragged on for so long?!"

Xuan Luting was not guilty at all, and was justified, "I can't help it, I can't control it."

Ning Sanghu: "..."

shameless.

Xuan Maoting knew what Ning Sanghu was slandering at a glance, and he didn't care. He curled his lips and coaxed him, "Just go record the video, it will be soon."

Ning Sang groaned twice. He himself knew that it had been too long, but sometimes he just didn't want to do it. After a long while, he pursed his lips and reluctantly stretched out his hand, acting coquettishly to Xuan Yuting, "Hug."

Xuan Maoting was so overwhelmed by his tricks that he simply hugged him up to the waist and hugged him like a princess.

Ning Sanghu was obviously used to it, his arms automatically wrapped around Xuan Maoting's neck, and he was carried to the kitchen.

Xuan Maoting was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he stood for a long time, so he deliberately pulled a chair over and put a cushion on it to let Ning Sanghu sit down.

The production of Longyin Strawberries is quite time-consuming, so when Ning Sanghu was making it, Xuan Yuting stood by and chatted with Ning Sanghu from time to time, creating a warm and quiet atmosphere.

When the last Longyin strawberry was assembled, it was already dark outside the window. Ning Sanghu took down the device to check the recording process. After confirming that there was no major problem, he stretched his eyebrows and smiled, "The store manager—I recorded It's over!"

"Come out for dinner after the recording is over." Xuan Yanting was setting the table and chopsticks, and replied without raising his head.

Ning Sang puffed his cheeks, and went to Xuan Ting with the finished Longyin strawberries, "Try it, manager, is the taste better than last time?"

Xuan Maoting took it, smashed one of them, and when he was about to enter, he looked up at Ning Sanghu, and met those shining eyes full of expectation, a question from a long time ago suddenly came to his mind, he said suddenly, "Is it really the first time you made Longyin strawberries last time?"

Ning Sanghu's expression froze almost imperceptibly, then he blinked and asked innocently, "Of course, what else?"

Xuan Yiting gave him a squinting look, knowing it clearly—as expected, he would have done it long ago.

He snorted, didn't speak, lowered his eyelashes and stuffed a mouthful of Longyin strawberries he scooped up.

Before he could swallow, a shadow suddenly fell in front of his eyes, Ning Sanghu leaned forward and kissed Xuan Luting.

The sweetness of strawberries and the dense taste of ice cream spread between their lips and teeth. Ning Sanghu was almost fascinated by it. After eating a few Longyin strawberries, he got up contentedly.

Xuan Yuting still held Ning Sanghu's waist, his eyes unconsciously fell on Ning Sanghu's lips that became more red and moist after the kiss, his eyes gradually dimmed, and after a while, he pinched his palms and forced himself to move his eyes away , softly urged Ning Sanghu to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Xuan Yuting's cell phone vibrated suddenly—it was a strange call.

Xuan Yuting picked it up casually, "Hello?"

"Team Xuan, long time no see, I'm Zhuo Ye."

"I don't know if you still remember me. I said I would invite you to dinner, but I never found a chance. Just a week later, it will be my wedding with Xiaonan. I thought maybe I could invite you to attend. I can also take this opportunity Express my thanks."

"I have already sent the invitation and the air ticket together. I hope you can come. After all, you are very important to Xiao Nan."

Xuan Yuting: "..."

Xuan Maoting had already turned on the speakerphone quickly when he heard Zhuo Ye's first words, and at this moment was cautiously looking at Ning Sanghu's face, carefully considering his reply.

Ning Sanghu pursed his lower lip, it seemed that Zhuo Ye thought of something at that moment, his mood seemed a little depressed, his whole body was sluggish, he nodded and mouthed to Xuan Yuting, " go."

Seeing this, Xuan Maoting frowned, responded casually, and then perfunctory Zhuo Ye, hung up the phone and looked up at Ning Sanghu, "What's the matter, baby, are you unhappy?"

Ning Sanghu: "Not happy."

"If you're not happy, don't go."

"It's not because of this," Ning Sanghu lowered his eyes, "Why...why did you retire?"

He just remembered that when Zhuo Ye said that Xuan Yiting was very important to Bei Nan, he suddenly remembered the news from the marketing account that came from the earphones when he first met Xuan Yiting and successfully relied on him for a meal at his house——

"Xuan Yiting retired due to hand injury"

"The source of the hand injury is related to a friend outside his circle"

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"101 Ways to Get With the Paranoid Villain HE [Quick Travel]"

There is always such a person in the world of every novel, he is vicious and vicious, he kills like hemp, he cannot love, he is imprisoned, he is ruined, betrayed by others, he——

Nothing.

And they have a common name - the villain.

In order to change the status quo of villains, the Nothing System came into being.

As a walking bb machine, the live barrage 007.The system decided to randomly select a lucky person in the novel world to complete the glorious task of saving the villain and benefiting the world.

The lucky one represents a prosperous time: ... day.

#Sometimes the eyes that want to kill a person can’t be hidden#

#Put down the knife, I didn’t say I won’t fall in love with you#

[Plane [-]: The real young master villain in the article about the real and false young master of the wealthy family]

In the prime of life, wearing a dignified and elegant gentleman's skin, engaged in unprofitable profiteering business, a typical gentle scum.

After binding the system, he looked at the sickly villain and fell into deep thought—he can also be the villain?

Until one day, the fake young master came to the door in a state of distress, begging the villain to let him go, and when he stood aside and witnessed all the grand occasions, he suddenly realized that his own sick child seemed to be really dark.

After sending off the fake young master, Sheng Fengshi's neck was gently held by someone, and the villain smiled brightly, "Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid I won't let you go."

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[Plane [-]: The Sword Spirit Villain of the Cultivation Waste Material Counterattack]

As the unjust demon king whose heart will be dug out for the demon pills on the road to counterattack, Yan Yan used himself as bait before he died, slaughtered the hundreds of monks who chased him, cut off the protagonist's spiritual root, and sacrificed blood to the nine desolations.

A hundred years later, Yan Yan, who thought he was dead and clean, was dug out, changed his identity, and packed it to a certain villain who wanted to destroy the world.

Only later, Yan Yan found that the villain looked at him more and more wrongly——

Until he stepped into a secret room and saw the corpse hidden in the ice coffin.

The villain's lingering breath was burning hot, embracing him from behind, eyes covered by long eyelashes full of paranoia and possessiveness:

"I've been waiting for you for a hundred years."

Willfully be the demon king attack x blackening crazy critic sword spirit subject

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Read the guide

●It is a double arrow in uppercase and bold, extreme control of the party is not allowed (highlighted!!!)

●The story collection of the main unit, double C

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