kiss Me

When he was with his brother, Lin Wu never had the habit of setting an alarm clock. He would always be woken up by Qin Shu the next day, talking to him patiently and smoothing his hair—when he was younger, he even put on clothes and washed his face. All the trivial things will be done for him - the blank period from when he opened his eyes to waking up is filled with gentleness, like a dream extending into reality.

It was the same today, but there seemed to be something different. He was stunned for a few seconds and he realized that the same thing was his brother's gentleness and patience. on the forehead.

It may be that the service of Top Ten Best Boyfriends has advanced again. After all, some of the services last night were a bit beyond my understanding, and half of my feet stepped into the category that is not suitable for children...

He was a little confused to find reasons for each other, while putting on yesterday's white shirt, bowed his head and buttoned the buttons one by one, realizing that he seemed to have buttoned the wrong one, and started over in a daze.

Qin Shu couldn't help but smile, and still had a good temper to do it for him—the little fox Le Deyi stretched out his hand, and looked down at him in a daze, his idiotic gaze didn't shy away from the shallow mole on his wrist all the way up, Scanning the protruding veins and slender fingers on the back of the hand, he hummed endlessly: "Brother, your hands are so beautiful..."

Qin Shu buttoned the last button for him, took the sunflower-colored silk scarf again, recalled the way he tied it around his neckline before, and tied it into a loose knot. Hearing this, he was silent for a moment, and said softly: " You said it last night."

"Have you? When..." Lin Wu suddenly realized something, recalling the most intimate ten minutes of contact with his hand last night, his voice choked up, and his ears felt a little hot, "How can I hold back that kind of situation?" Don't say it, it's too foul..."

Especially when he was still wearing the ring he gave him, the inorganic pearl felt cool and round, like a piece of ice falling into boiling water, pulling him back to reality from the confusion and emptiness, and he had to face up to the overloaded touch—— It was too foul.

Qin Shu rubbed the top of his hair, combed it with his fingers, smoothed out the messy hair that would curl up no matter how much he slept, and stopped trying to tease him, and gently changed the subject: "Are you going to dye it black?"

"Well... that's what I thought," Lin Wu yawned a little, and fell into his arms to wake up. The original hair color is the same, saving the hair from being long and half brown and half black—by the way, brother, I dreamed about the ending of that story last night, the story of the fox and the herb picker.”

When he just woke up, he was always very good, he spoke slowly, and he didn't think like a fox when he was awake, which reminded Qin Shu of the child who was not so self-conscious when he was a child, and he had to coax him for a long time before he would get up. My heart softened, and my tone was unconsciously gentle: "Well, what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that you kissed a fox." The boy's warm breath fell on his neck, this time even the reference was vague.

Qin Shu was startled, looking at his side face covered by sideburns, he was subtly guilty, but his tone was still natural: "It's probably the end of the story...it's getting late, go wash up, there's still a lot to do today."

The little fox shook his head, pressed a wet kiss on the corner of his mouth, and vaguely said that the ending was not like this, not just Kiss - probably still a little confused.

This kind of confusion lasted for 10 minutes, until standing in front of the sink to brush his teeth, the toothpaste had the smell of traditional Chinese medicine that he didn't like, it was so bitter that he was jolted, and his sanity finally came back - then he frantically rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and pulled on his slippers He ran to the sofa and kissed Qin Shu endlessly.

"The fox's repayment." The arc of the end of his eyes is slightly raised, and it is more obvious when he smiles. It really looks like a fox transformed into a human form. "Brother, I am very pleased that you actually took the initiative to kiss me."

Qin Shu looked up at him, pretending to be confused with understanding: "Have you never kissed before?"

"Different."

"What's the difference?"

"Hmm...it used to be a good morning kiss," the little fox sat down beside him, then leaned on him naturally, and thought for a while before answering, "I feel different today—speaking of, are there mosquitoes here at night? I got a blush all over my face."

The hickey mark, the size of half a coin, was exposed as he raised his temple hair. After a night of precipitation, it had turned into a dark purple-ish red, which was particularly eye-catching on the young man's fair skin.

Qin Shu looked at the position he was pointing at, without changing his face, calm as usual: "Well, don't touch it, it will be fine in a while."

It's really talking nonsense with your eyes open.