The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up.

The light in the private room was dim, but it couldn't help that these two people were too good-looking, and from time to time, people would still look over here.

Seeing this scene, Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and suppressed her voice, "Ahhh, so sweet, my God."

Yan Ci buckled the boy into his arms, holding the back of the boy's neck with one hand, and raised his dark eyes.

The person at the table looked away with a "whoosh", suppressed a smile, and stopped looking.

In the evening, Yan Ci took the drunk boy back to the villa, fed him two bowls of hangover soup, and brought him into the bathroom, holding it with one hand, and slowly touched the button of the boy's clothes with his slender fingers.

Fiddle with your fingertips and untie it gently.

He didn't wake up so quickly after drinking sober soup, Xia Zhinian was tickled by the hand that swept across his neck, he groaned, raised his chin, and hid back, his eyelashes trembling like crow feathers, his eyes were moist , the sound is very soft.

"Don't touch...itch."

"To take a shower."

With a low voice, Yan Ci touched his head and chuckled, "Hey, try to get used to it."

"Well…"

The young man was obedient, blinked, tried to stay still, and was honestly stripped clean, his body was delicate and dazzlingly white.

The shower was turned on, and the warm and hot water dripped down, splashing briskly on the tiled floor, and the temperature in the bathroom gradually rose, covering it with a layer of white mist.

Xia Zhinian was hugged by her waist, swayed, her almond eyes were moist and dizzy, and her body was moved back.

A warm stream of hot water fell on his shoulders in an instant.

"!"

After drinking the wine, his body temperature was high, and when he touched the water for the first time, the boy shivered, like a cat afraid of water, humming, squeezed into Yan Ci's arms, trying to get out of the water.

Yan Ci was wet all over from being rubbed, and his eyes dimmed a little. His voice was slightly hoarse, and he called him in a soft tone, "Good boy."

"Hey, after washing, it will be fine in a while."

"No...brother, no..."

Xia Zhinian muttered, hugging the waist of the person in front of him, buried his head in the crescent of his neck, rubbed his head in a daze, not wanting to touch the water.

"obedient."

The temperature on Yan Ci's body gradually rose, and his eyes were dim. He adjusted the water temperature a little higher, clasped the boy's waist, and brought the rice cake dumplings to adapt to the water temperature bit by bit.

Finally recovering, the young man sat obediently on the small bench, the water flowed down his shoulders, his cheeks were also stained with water, white and tender, but his lips were bright red, making it difficult to deviate from his eyes.

Yan Ci was applying shampoo to him, the young man looked up at him with soft white bubbles on his head, he was obedient and soft.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips hooked up, and he couldn't hold back, leaned over and kissed the young man's lips. He tried his best to be gentle, but he couldn't restrain his movements with a bit of tyranny, occupying those ruddy lips, and robbing the young man of his breath.

"Good boy..."

The boy's breath was a little messy, he looked up at him, his almond eyes became more round, pure and innocent, his red lips became more eye-catching, for a moment, he tilted his head and smiled hesitantly.

Baji hugged Yan Ci's legs, his wet arms wet the boy's clothes, and his voice was soft.

"You just kissed me."

Yan Ci was hugged tightly by the young man's legs, looked down at him, looked at those sparkling eyes, the corners of his lips curved slightly, showing a little smile, and said slowly: "Why, I can't kiss?"

The young man poured water all over him, his almond eyes were bright and sparkling, and his voice softened, "If you can kiss, let's do it again."

"Oh, come again?"

Yan Ci smiled, teasing the unconscious rice cake dumpling, "You can kiss me if you want me to? Why?"

His question was stopped by the young man, Xia Zhinian groaned, turned his head slowly, blinked, and jumped into the trap obediently, "Then how can you kiss me?"

There was a smile in Yan Ci's black eyes, and a bit of viciousness appeared in his gentleness. He scratched the young man's chin with his fingertips, "So, good boy, kiss me first, and I will do what you wish, and I will kiss you again, how about it?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

The young man didn't know the relationship inside, his head was dizzy, he sat on the small bench and hugged the boy's legs, and nodded foolishly, "Okay, then

I kiss you. "

Yan Ci leaned over, the young man embraced his neck, and pressed his lips against the boy's.

Soft and warm.

He licked it.

Yan Ci's breathing was heavy, and the young man nearby licked and gnawed at him, rubbing against his arms without any scruples, lowering his eyes, and pressing his lips firmly.

Pinch the boy's chin, pry open the jaw, and easily penetrate into it.

The young man grunted, his head and neck were sore, and he couldn't breathe. He hummed and wanted to hide, but his jaw was pinched and he couldn't break free. He immediately bit the boy in front of him on the lip.

The boy retreated, Xia Zhinian took a few breaths, with round almond eyes, he heard the boy ask.

"Hey, why did you bite me?"

Xia Zhinian pursed her mouth, "My neck is sore, I'm done kissing you, it's your turn to kiss me."

The young man was soft and cute, Yan Ci laughed lightly, "Then I kiss you, will you still bite me?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian's neck was still sore, and he grabbed his clothes, "Then you squat down and kiss, you are too tall."

The young man tugged at his clothes ferociously, "Squat down and kiss me, or else I'll bite you and bite you to pieces!"

"My boy, you are so fierce."

Yan Ci laughed sullenly, thinking for a while that the young man was sober, whether he could remember what happened now, squatted down, and put one knee on the ground, ignoring the wet water on the ground, and pressed the young man's lips.

The bathroom was steaming, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. Xia Zhinian was washed clean and carried back to the bedroom.

He might have drunk too much, he went down two bowls of hangover soup, and took a bath, and he is still dizzy, stupid, with his almond eyes open, swaying in a crooked manner.

Yan Ci was soaked in water, and he also took a shower, changed the boy into pajamas, hugged him by the bed and dried his hair.

The fingertips poked into the soft hair, and the gentle wind blew over it, lifting a strand, and then falling down again.

Xia Zhinian was not sleepy, his hair was pulled, his body swayed, bent over and hugged the boy's waist, buried his head in it, and rubbed indiscriminately.

Very clingy.

Yan Ci smiled, his eyes were dark and dark, his meaning was unclear, but his body was a little tense, he patiently dried the boy's hair, pinched the boy's chin and lifted it up.

"Good boy."

His voice was a little bit lower, and he clicked his tongue lightly, "Why are you still sober?"

Two bowls of hangover soup, it's almost time to wake up.

If he doesn't wake up again, his patience will be exhausted.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

The young man was at a loss, and said softly, "I'm awake."

Yan Ci squeezed his chin and chuckled, "Then look, who am I?"

"...Well." The boy said without hesitation, "It's my brother, no, it's glutinous rice balls."

Yan Ci stared at the young man, smiled, touched the young man's soft lips with his fingertips, slowly rubbed them, then moved down after a while, along the jaw line, and slid down to the delicate Adam's apple.

The young man trembled suddenly, his small Adam's apple twitched, and was pressed against his fingertips. He felt a little itchy and had an indescribable feeling. He groaned strangely.

"Don't touch..."

His waist tightened, and he was forced to let go of the hand holding the boy's waist, and he was lifted up completely. The next second, Paji fell on the soft bed and bounced twice.

Before he came back to his senses, his body was heavy, and his whole body was covered and suppressed, unable to move.

"Brother, ah..."

In the middle of the boy's speech, his Adam's apple was bitten abruptly, covering it with damp and hot water, which made him shiver, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The neck area was too sensitive, and his consciousness was fuzzy, and he suddenly felt like a bitten prey, about to be completely occupied by the ripped flesh.

The young man panicked, wanted to struggle, and twisted his body.

Sharp teeth hit the collarbone.

Xia Zhinian snorted in pain, his eyes were dizzy, but his head woke up from the pain, and he blinked to see clearly the appearance of the boy nearby.

Yan Ci saw the change in the young man's eyes at a glance, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled.

"Baby, wake up."

His voice was low and extremely pleasant, suppressing a bit of brutal predatory desire.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian was dazed, thinking of the messy drinking madness just now, his face turned red, his ears were hot, he turned over and wanted to run, "I didn't wake up!"

Yan Ci laughed, pressed him with one hand, put his fingertips into the boy's hair, stroked it back, revealing his smooth forehead, and kissed him softly with a low voice.

"Just wake up, I'm going to be impatient."

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

ah? What the hell? !

The boy opened his eyes wide and suddenly realized something. The lip on his forehead moved down to his eyebrows, his eyelashes trembled, he closed his eyes, waited for the lip to move, and then opened it again.

"...Yan, Yan Ci."

The temperature of the boy on his body was very high, and he kissed gently from the center of his eyebrows, his breathing became a little bit heavier, and the kiss became hotter and hotter.

When it fell to the lips, his body seemed to be on fire, and it was so tense.

The waist is buttoned.

The young man trembled suddenly, his slender eyelashes were like broken butterfly wings, trembling restlessly, his breathing was intermittent, and his blood surged, as if there were seven or eight fireballs burning in his chest, his whole body was scorching hot.

The earlobe was pinched suddenly, and a deep voice flowed into the ears, rustling and very provocative, and asked him—

"Baby, can you?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

He turned his head and bit his lip, raised his hand, the back of his hand loosely covered his eyes, his earlobes were bright red, his neck was covered with powder, he gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"Well…"

Suddenly the root of his ear was bitten, the boy shivered, and a deep laughter came, and he asked again without hesitation.

"Hey, why don't you talk, can you?"

"!!"

Xia Zhinian's breathing was disordered, her fingertips were curled up, her eyes were covered with the back of her hand, and her heart was pounding.

If he doesn't answer, can Yan Ci keep asking? Don't do it when you are drunk, you have to wait for him to wake up.

Ahhh, black sesame glutinous rice **** smell shameless!

"Hey, just talk to me, okay, huh?"

There was another weight on the lips, and the hand covering the eyes was held, not wanting him to block it. The boy's face was hot and his body was tense, his voice was barely audible, soft and fierce.

"You, you meow, less... less nonsense."

Ahhh!

Yan Ci laughed out loud, looked at the rice cake dumpling who was embarrassed to see others, kissed his chin, and bit the rosy earlobe.

"obedient."

Xia Zhinian shivered, and was immediately kissed gently and soothingly.

A strange feeling spread all over his body, like tiny ants crawling all over his body, making his breathing disordered.

The boy nearby kissed him gently and contemptuously, but after holding back for a while, he still couldn't restrain himself, revealing a bit of turbulent tyranny.

"Well…"

Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, his neck was bitten, he felt a danger of being swallowed alive, his heart was beating wildly, and his body was stiff.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's voice was hoarse and his breathing was hot, "Don't be so stiff."

"!!"

"Well, Wu Yan, Yan Ci!"

Covered by scalding heat, Xia Zhinian shivered, his pupils shrank slightly, he felt a bit of fear, hummed and let out a bit of weeping, grabbed Yan Shen's wrist and pushed it out, struggling to hide.

"Woo, woo, don't... I won't come, I won't come."

This is going to kill people. …

"obedient."

Yan Ci grabbed him, his breathing was burning hot, and his voice was hoarse, "Hey, don't be afraid, don't you like to raise your legs up, you can do it yourself."

The corners of the boy's eyes were stained with red marks, wet, and he was kissed delicately by the boy.

The night was dark, the curtains were tightly closed, and the light from the night lamp in the room was dim and vague, casting a staggered shadow on the wall.