The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

The corners of Xia Zhinian's eyes were tear-stained, moist and red, and his voice was so hoarse that he wanted to sleep or faint, and just when his consciousness was a little fuzzy, he was abruptly woken up.

He couldn't help crying, his almond eyes were wet, and he choked up and begged, but when he cried, Yan Ci smiled, the ink in his eyes welled up, and he gently kissed away his tears.

"Hey, don't sleep, it's still early."

Good morning sir!

Black sesame glutinous rice balls, you **** meow, ah!

The boy couldn't cry, so he switched to cursing, but the more he scolded the black sesame glutinous rice balls, the more excited he became, making the boy's aura shattered, he had no choice but to let the boy handle it.

Total fall.

I don't know how long it lasted, but when he woke up the next day, Xia Zhinian slowly opened his eyes, the curtains were drawn in the room, and the light was dim.

He was dazed for two seconds, when he saw a square black thing in the center of his field of vision, he thought in a daze that he had ascended to heaven and had his braids raised.

Turning his gaze, he followed the black square and saw the gentle boy sitting beside him.

The pajamas were a bit messy, revealing clearly textured abdominal muscles.

The boy raised his hand a little bit to reveal his face, only then did Xia Zhinian see clearly that he was lying on Yan Ci's lap, and the black square he saw was the small black leather book in Yan Shen's hand.

"Good, are you awake?"

Yan Ci smiled gently, touched his head, and felt his forehead with the back of his hand, "No fever."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's bones were sore all over his body, he stared at him ferociously with his mouth flattened, turned over with difficulty, rolled down from his lap, rolled up the quilt, and separated from some black sesame glutinous rice balls.

With a smile on his face, Yan Ci lifted the quilt to reveal the boy's head, and stroked his hair, "Hey, don't be bored, why are you so angry when you just woke up, it's not good for your health."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

You **** meow, don't hit me, I'll be fine!

He wanted to curse, so he stared at him fiercely, "Go away, I want to sleep."

I also care about him being angry, he was like that last night, crying and cursing, saying he can't come or not, and I haven't seen Yanci listen to him!

Looking at that posture, he deliberately wanted to kill him.

"Hey, eat something before going to bed."

Yan Ci peeled him out of the quilt a little bit, exposing his upper body.

The teenager's pajamas were loose, and the red marks on his exposed neck spread all the way into the clothes. The corners of his eyes were still red, no matter how fierce he was, he had no deterrent effect, but instead had a hint of seduction.

Yan Ci's eyes were deep, and with a touch of joy, he wrapped the boy in a quilt and carried him into his arms.

"Well…"

Xia Zhinian snorted, his body was extremely stiff, his bones were sore and painful, he couldn't hold him back, buried his head in Yan Ci's neck, and gnawed on his neck.

Yan Ci let him gnaw, smiled, "Be careful with your teeth."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian pursed his mouth, and let go after gnawing for a while, his body was sore and limp, but clean and refreshing, he should have been hugged and washed.

His face was a little hot again, his mouth was flattened, he turned his head and didn't want to talk to the black sesame glutinous rice balls, he turned his eyes, saw that he had just arrived at the black book, and raised his hand to take it.

"What's this?"

He looked along the page he just opened, and found that it was a series of orthographic characters, and then turned forward...

It's a calendar.

It's a calendar counting down to the days before his car accident.

Xia Zhinian froze for a moment.

The chin was lifted, and the warm lips covered it, gently grinding, and kissed.

Yan Ci's voice sounded low, "Hey, I'll give you a discount for the 30-day countdown. It counts once a day, which adds up to 30 times. Six straight characters are worth one last night."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, looking at the several pages of positives in his hand, "There are more than six positives? And, and..."

He paused, his face was burning hot, he whispered, humming, "It was more than once last night."

Yan Ci smiled softly, Wen Run had a very good temper, "If you do it all night, it counts as one time."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Yan Ci smiled: "The rest of the orthographic characters were memorized during my third year of high school. If you mess with me once, remember it once."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

my gia? !

Fuck it!

"Nonsense, I didn't mess with you, you misremembered, I don't recognize it!"

After doing so many orthographic characters, he will be disabled even if he is not dead!

Xia Zhinian burst into flames, his face was burning, his almond eyes were round, he was pinching the book, his slender fingers were grabbing the pages, and his head was about to be grabbed by him.

Yan Ci held his wrist, smiled softly, and said in a considerate tone, "Good boy, it doesn't matter if you tear it up, I count it every day, excluding last night, there are a total of 1,269 times."

He smiled, "If you tear it up, just add fifty times."

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

"Ugh, no..."

Xia Zhinian pursed her mouth and wanted to cry, she held the paper and dared not move.

Black sesame glutinous rice **** can really kill him.

The young man groaned, his mouth was flattened and he wanted to cry, but he threw the book on him, "I don't care, I don't recognize it, you want to get it from you and get it from someone else."

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows, and said in a gentle voice, "I intend to tear up the book and refuse to admit it. Add it once. Let me change partners. If you suspect that you want to break up, add ten times."

"Good boy, it's been 1,280 times now."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, pursed his mouth, and bit down on his collarbone.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Black heart and black sesame glutinous rice balls, forget it!

Yan Ci frowned slightly, touched the back of the boy's head, and let him bite comfortably, reminding him kindly and gently, "Be careful, don't hurt your teeth."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The boy pursed his mouth, and stared at him fiercely and softly.

Yan Ci stared at the young man, and kissed him on the top of his hair, lightly and pleasantly, "Hey, don't be afraid, you'll get used to it after a few more visits."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The roots of Xia Zhinian's ears were hot, and the crimson color spread. He bit on it for a while, but he couldn't bite, his stomach gurgled twice, and he loosened his teeth.

"hungry?"

Yan Ci smiled, and put the notebook carelessly into the drawer of the bedside table, not worried about being secretly destroyed by someone, and got up to wash up with the boy in his arms.

Xia Zhinian's hands and feet were soft, his waist hurt, his whole body felt as if he had been crushed, everything hurt, he was supported by his waist, and he carried him downstairs to eat after washing.

The sky outside was dim and the light was dim, Xia Zhinian took a few more glances, only to realize that it was already dark outside.

He went to bed in the morning and slept all day.

… No wonder so hungry.

The young man had a flat mouth, the roots of his ears were a little hot, and his eyes were wandering.

Yan Ci hugged the rice cake dumpling on his lap to feed. Considering that his legs were too stiff, he even put a cushion on his legs.

Anyway, no matter what, he would not let go of his life and death, and insisted on keeping it in his arms.

The young man was so hungry that Yan Ci hugged him from behind, resting his chin lightly on the young man's shoulder, holding the handle of the spoon with his cold white fingertips, and fed the seafood porridge into the young man's mouth little by little.

The bright red lips opened, swallowed the porridge, closed, and the corners of the lips were stained with soft glutinous porridge.

Yan Ci's eyes dimmed a little.

Xia Zhinian was almost full, and wanted Yan Ci to eat by himself, so don't feed him, just turned his head—

The lips were caught off guard. The slender fingers with well-defined bones rubbed up, brushed the lips softly and ambiguously, and took away the little porridge stain.

Through the pajamas, Xia Zhinian clearly noticed that the boy's body temperature rose a little behind him.

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"Yan, Yan Ci."

He swallowed hard, turned his head, and met the boy's eyes.

Yan Ci smiled pleasantly, the corners of his lips curled up, and there was a hint of darkness hidden in Qing Jun's eyebrows, and he responded slowly.

"how?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

What else?

Are you sorry to ask me how?

Xia Zhinian's earlobes were crimson and red, her almond eyes were round and round, she blinked, and stumbled, "I, I'm full, you, you eat by yourself."

The young man was soft and nestled in his arms, with red marks on his tender neck.

The black leather chker before was removed after a short period of time. The reason is very simple. Yan Ci sometimes kissed him, and that thing was in the way, so he stopped wearing it in a few days.

So now the boy's neck is white and tender, his collar is loose, revealing a small piece of delicate collarbone, his whole body is too white, making the sporadic spots of red all the more conspicuous.

Yan Ci stared at the young man, slowly played with his fingertips on the rosy lips, and chuckled lightly.

"Okay, let's eat."

There was a sudden darkness in front of him, and the figure approached, his lips were caught off guard and gently bit, with sharp teeth in his mouth, he kissed slowly.

Xia Zhinian: "Well..."

Fuck?

He is not a fan!

Hands with slender knuckles clasped his waist, the boy trembled, his jaw was easily pried open, and his breathing gradually became a bit messy.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci called him in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse, and he muttered, which was plainly provocative, "Good boy."

"...En." Xia Zhinian responded.

His back hurts, and his whole body hurts everywhere, but being kissed slowly, his heart beats a little faster and his breathing becomes more rapid.

No matter what, he is also a young man with full of vigor, and he can't stand such teasing.

But he has no strength in his body, and he really doesn't want to do it again.

The young man had a big head, blinked his eyes, looked at Yan Ci's black eyes nearby, his eyes suddenly bent, and kissed him.

Come, just kiss.

Anyway, he ate, but Yan Ci didn't. At worst, run away after flirting.

It can't be that Yan Ci has been hungry all day, and he still has so much strength.

Xia Zhinian smiled, turned around, with red ears, bit Yan Ci's chin very eagerly, kissed his lips, and said softly, "Brother, do you really not eat?"

Yan Ci's lips were itchy from being rubbed, his eyes were dim, he looked at the young man, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Isn't this waiting for the food to be delivered to your door?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's ears were a little hot, and he was a little unconvinced for no reason.

Why does Yan Ci look full like he is crippled?

Why wow!

The young man flattened his mouth, his earlobe was bright red, turned his head, and bit Yan Ci's neck.

The boy's skin was cold and pale, and the long thin scar on the side of his neck was particularly eye-catching. Xia Zhinian moved closer, his lips stuck to the scar, and kissed softly.

This piece of skin may be a little sensitive because it grew up later, Xia Zhinian sucked him red, then left it alone, turned to bite his neck, bit the hard protrusion, and grinded his teeth.

Yan Ci took a deep breath, clasped the boy's waist with force, his eyes were deep, "Good boy..."

The temperature from the boy was a little hot, Xia Zhinian raised his head and smiled, his almond eyes turned into crescents, and kissed him again with a clean voice, "I'm full, brother eat slowly."

After he finished speaking, he slipped out of the boy's arms, raised his legs and ran away.

"..."

"Okay, on purpose."

Yan Ci laughed out loud, his voice was extremely cheerful, as if he was in a great mood, he praised softly, "Niannian is so lively."

he likes.

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Ow!

Xia Zhinian's heart skipped a beat, she didn't dare to turn her head, hearing the voice was still a while away, Sa Yazi quickly ran upstairs.

"Well-"

His waist suddenly tightened, his hands clasped, his eyes widened, and before he could react, he was suddenly picked up, and his whole body instantly changed direction, with his back against the cold wall, which made him shiver.

The boy in front of him had a pleasant smile, gentle and gentle, but his eyes were full of predatory desires, and he curled his lips, "Hey, you run so fast, you don't wait for me, it seems that you are not tired."!