lake garden moon

Elvis stayed in Kangzhier's bedroom.

Kang Zhier came out of the bathroom after washing up, and it was Elvis' turn to go in.

Later, when Elvis came out, he saw Kang Zhier lying on the bed, drawing something on the tablet without distraction.

He closed the bathroom door casually, walked to the bed, took off his shoes and got on the bed, moved towards Kang Zhier, and slowly lay on Kang Zhier's body.

Kang Zhier lay under him, making a sound like a cartoon character.

"Elvis, I'm going to be crushed by you."

Elvis hugged his chest to confirm, kissed the back of his head, and replied: "No, your body is still bulging."

After speaking, he moved his body forward, rested his chin on Kang Zhier's shoulder, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Kang Zhier turned around in his arms, and Elvis adjusted his posture accordingly, letting him lie on top of him.

"Last time you asked me to add myself, and I drew it."

With that said, Kang Zhier put the tablet in his hand.

Elvis took the tablet over and saw Kang Zhier beside him in the painting, adding himself to it.

In the painting, two little figures stand together intimately, like best friends in the world.In addition, Kang Zhier also painted some twinkling stars around them as decorations.

Elvis quietly admired Kang Zhier's paintings, which had appeared in his mind countless times.

Then he said, "I'm going to set this painting as my mobile phone screensaver."

Kang Zhier was amused when he heard that, he raised his index finger, poked Elvis's face lightly, and teased him: "I'm not afraid of being seen, I'll laugh at you."

"Why?" Elvis looked down at him.

Kang Zhier pressed his fingers on his face, and slowly teased him: "Love is a fool."

Hearing this, Elvis smiled slightly.He grabbed Kang Zhier's finger, turned it over gently, closed his eyes and kissed his palm.

When Elvis' warm and soft kiss fell on his palm, Kang Zhier felt his chest warm.

Elvis finished kissing his palm, opened his eyes, took his hand, and quietly examined the skin on his hand.

After checking, he slowly said, "It's all good."

"I still remember," he looked at Kang Zhier's palm, and recalled, "At that time, your hand was full of shards of glass. When the doctor on duty was helping you with the wound, he used tweezers to pinch it out little by little."

Kang Zhier was already in a semi-comatose state when he was sent to the hospital, and only Elvis still remembered these details.

Kang Zhier turned slightly in his arms, faced him, and asked aloud next to him: "Elvis, did you have a difficult time during that time?"

"You have to go to work every day and take care of me when you come back. Are you tired?" He asked Elvis with concern.

Elvis shook his head quietly, and answered him, "Not tired."

"I can take care of you," he told Kang Zhier softly, "I feel very happy to see you getting better."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, and there was a trace of self-blame in his tone.

"If I hadn't scared you, you wouldn't have chosen to leave in the middle of the night, and there would have been no accidents."

Hearing what he said, Kang Zhier immediately cupped his face with his free hand, leaned close to him and said, "Elvis, don't say such words again."

"That accident had nothing to do with you," he told Elvis.

Hearing that, Elvis raised his eyelids and stared at him silently with black eyes.

"Don't have such thoughts in the future, okay?" Kang Zhier said to him.

Elvis looked at him intently, and after a moment, nodded slightly.

Kang Zhier loved Elvis very much, closed his eyes, put the bridge of his nose against his face, hugged him and muttered: "Elvis, stupid."

Elvis raised his arms and pulled him firmly into his arms.Kang Zhier fell into his arms, and after a while of silence, he heard Elvis speak suddenly.

"actually……"

As soon as Kang Zhier heard Elvis' voice, he immediately opened his eyes.

He looked up at Elvis and saw Elvis with a thoughtful smile on his face.

"During those days, there were also difficult times."

"is it?"

Kang Zhier put his hand on his arm and looked at him intently.

Elvis cast his eyes on him, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"The most difficult time was when you were injured and lived in my bedroom." He replied to Kang Zhier.

After hearing what he said, Kang Zhier felt a little puzzled. After thinking for a moment, he looked at him and asked, "Shouldn't it be a happy moment?"

Elvis smiled when he heard that, grabbed Kang Zhier's hand, and placed it on his heart.

"At that time," he went on, "every night, not long after you fell asleep, you would automatically put your arms towards me."

"Then it clung to me like a caterpillar and slowly burrowed into my arms."

"Caterpillar???"

Kang Zhier listened to the description Elvis gave himself in disbelief.

"Ah."

Elvis didn't think his metaphor was weird, but thought it was very appropriate. With a kind of sweet memory, he stroked the back of Kang Zhier's hand and described: "Long, thin, and soft."

At this time, Kang Zhier's mood had gradually transitioned from the initial shock to calmness, and he asked Elvis earnestly: "It's not difficult for you to fall asleep with such a caterpillar, is it?"

"Yes." Elvis agreed.

He lowered his head, leaned against Kang Zhier, and told him softly: "Xiao Zhi, the hardest thing is to hold you in his arms, and resist kissing you."

Elvis' words once made Kang Zhier stop thinking.It wasn't until he regained his strength that he shyly pressed his forehead against Elvis's chest, hugged him and murmured softly, "Elvis, you really are."

Elvis looked at his cheek gently, put his hand on his back, and stroked it slowly.

He stroked it for a while, Kang Zhier raised his head, and looked at him quietly with the focused eyes of a kitten looking at its owner.Then, he approached silently and kissed Elvis' lips.

After Kang Zhier kissed Elvis, he slowly retracted his lips.

Elvis lowered his head slightly and looked at him without saying a word.

Kang Zhier didn't quite understand, so he put his hand on the back of his head, stroked his ears slowly, and asked him, "What are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Elvis watched his eyes move down silently.Later, he told Kang Zhier: "Xiao Zhi, your lips are so soft."

Kang Zhier was amused by his answer, and deliberately teased him: "Why, have you ever kissed hard lips?"

"No."

Elvis denies it, then bends down to him in silence.

"Don't slander me."

Kang Zhier lay on the bed, looked at Elvis and laughed.

Before Elvis kissed him, he re-emphasized to him without thinking: "Don't slander me."

Kang Zhier became in a good mood because of Elvis, and raised his arms to embrace him.

They held each other, their lips pressed together, and they turned slightly on the bed, kissing and seeming to be playing.

Kang Zhier hugged Elvis, a very familiar feeling flashed in his mind, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Elvis noticed it and didn't stop. He kissed the corner of his lips and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Why, I feel a little familiar?"

Kang Zhier looked at the high ceiling above his head, and said in a daze: "It seems, that dream after being drunk?"

Elvis didn't ask him what the dream was, or when he got drunk.With his eyes closed, he pressed his lips on Kang Zhier's cheek unhurriedly and intimately, and asked Kang Zhier: "Is it really a dream?"

Kang Zhier didn't understand Elvis' implication at first.A few seconds passed, and after recollecting the interrogative sentence, he hugged Elvis' face in shock and asked Elvis, "Isn't it?"

Elvis looked at him with lowered eyes, with a faint smile on his face, put his fingers on his face, brushed his short hair lightly, and answered him: "I sent you back that night. Settle down After you, you won't let me go."

Kang Zhier was very surprised, he asked Elvis: "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"It's good not to tell you," Elvis replied softly, running his warm fingers through his hair, "If you woke up and found out at that time, you must have been under a lot of psychological pressure."

Kang Zhier was speechless again.Elvis has always taken care of his feelings.

Elvis played with his hair for a while, lowered his face, touched the tip of his nose and opened his mouth: "Xiaozhi, you're drunk"'''''''''' said Elvis.

Seeing that he suddenly pursued the matter, Kang Zhier did not show any weakness, and hugged him to defend himself: "Didn't you bully me when I was drunk?"

Elvis was not impatient, and then told him the details: "You were the one who kissed me first..."

Before Elvis could finish speaking, Kang Zhier immediately pressed his fingers on his lips.

"Shut up and stop talking."

"No."

Elvis turned his face to one side and easily removed Kang Zhier's fingers.

"If you shut your mouth, I won't be able to kiss you." He said solemnly.

After speaking, he bent down and continued the kiss that was interrupted just now.

In the morning, Kang Zhier was woken up by the alarm clock, waking up with difficulty from a thick and sluggish sleep.

He didn't sleep well last night, he had a series of dreams and was very busy.

Elvis wrapped his arms around him, watched him try to lift his eyelids in his arms, and finally opened them.

After Kang Zhier woke up, his vision was blurred together, and gradually became clearer in the warm and bright bedroom.

He was still awake, with his head resting on Elvis' arms, looking up at Elvis with a look of innocence in his brows and eyes.

Elvis touched his cheek with his hand, and he looked at Elvis and blinked quietly.

Elvis touched his face, couldn't help but looked at him and said, "Xiao Zhi, you are so cute."

Kang Zhier snuggled into his arms, heard the sound and moved his head close to him, rubbing his head slowly.He opened and closed his lips vividly, and answered Elvis: "Elvis, you can't always call me cute."

Elvis didn't quite understand, and told him clearly: "But you are cute."

After ruffling his hair on his shoulders and neck, Kang Zhier raised his face, leaned against him a little sleepily, and muttered, "But, how can boys always be cute?"

Elvis didn't think about this level, thought for a while, and then asked him: "Then what should I say?"

Kang Zhier lay in his arms, hearing this question, fell into thinking at the same time.

Soon, he raised his eyes again and told Elvis: "Next time, when you think I'm cute, just say to me 'Xiaozhi, you're so handsome'."

Hearing this, Elvis' eyes filled with smiles, and his thin lips curled slightly.

"Okay," he gently stroked Kang Zhier's cheek with his fingertips, and whispered to Kang Zhier, "Xiao Zhi, you are so handsome."

Kang Zhier leaned peacefully in his arms, and closed his eyes calmly and contentedly.

Later, Kang Zhier fell asleep again unknowingly.

While he was half asleep, Elvis's gentle caresses and kisses fell scatteredly on his face.

He heard Elvis muttering in his ear, practicing his teaching:

"Handsome, handsome, really handsome..."

In the afternoon, Lan'er walked into the lobby on the first floor with the newly arrived cut flowers, and suddenly heard faint laughter from the living room.

She stopped in place, turned her face away, only to see two semicircular heads protruding from the back of the high sofa chair.

It's Elvis and Conchier.

They were sitting together, looking at something on their phones with great interest.

Lan'er stood in the distance and looked at Elvis and Kang Zhier, recalling the scene of the two arguing in the fitness room yesterday morning, she thought to herself: "The two young masters are reconciled again."

When Kang Zhier came out of the fitness room yesterday and Elvis hurriedly chased after her, she was still worried that the two would start a dispute.

Just when she was about to leave, she suddenly heard Elvis' voice coming from the living room, short and quiet, warm and warm.

"Xiao Zhi, you are so handsome."

When Lan'er heard it, her hands softened in shock, almost dropping the bouquets all over the floor.

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