Chapter 46 A went up
Ning Zhiran's ears were buzzing.
Isn’t it?
Why did this straight guy not hold back when he attacked? Doesn’t he know that this is very ambiguous?
But Ning Zhiran was indeed very cold.
He didn't have enough strength left to push the palace dog away.
So Ning Zhiran thought of destruction and shrank into the arms of the warm source behind him.
Woohoo.
It’s really warm, even warmer than a quilt.
Ning Zhiran hummed softly, his voice sticky: "Good brother, don't you think it's weird for us to be like this?"
Gong Huai said frankly: "What's so strange about that? Go to sleep quickly, and the fever will go away after you wake up."
Ning Zhiran closed her eyes obediently and tried to fall asleep.
But he just closed his eyes for a moment and frowned again: "...My head hurts so much. It hurts so much that I can't sleep."
Gong Huai was genuinely confused: "Didn't I take the medicine? Why is it still painful?"
Ning Zhiran said unhappily, "That might be because your pathogen is too strong. The medicine can't control you or suppress you. Can you blame me?"
Gong Huai thought for a moment, then pulled out an arm, stretched it out, and began to rub Ning Zhiran's head: "Does it still hurt now?"
Ning Zhiran hummed: "Hmm... a little lower."
Gong Huai went down.
"A little more to the left."
Gong Huai went left again.
"Wow—" Ning Zhiran breathed a sigh of relief, "That's it, that's it, don't stop."
He was so comfortable that he couldn't open his eyes. Gong Huai looked at his dazed appearance and his Adam's apple moved.
Gong Huai suddenly thought of something he shouldn’t have thought about.
But his hands were still very obedient, still rubbing Ning Zhiran's head, not daring to move.
Ning Zhiran, who was overwhelmed by a headache, felt much better after Gong Huai's clumsy but sincere head massage.
The pain receded from the temples little by little like the tide. Ning Zhiran lay on her side, feeling her body floating lightly in a cloud of endless fog.
The world became blurry and quiet. He could no longer hear the rustling of the curtains or the sound of rain outside.
Only the hand remained.
That hand of Gong Huai.
It was placed on his forehead, warm and slowly circling.
If you rub it, he will lean to one side.
Rub it again and he will rub it unconsciously.
Gong Huai kept looking at him, and seeing that he looked like he was about to be melted, his eyes became more and more gloomy.
Gong Huai felt that it was time to ask the answer to the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.
"Ning Zhiran."
"……Um?"
"What exactly did you mean by your note that this person is dangerous?"
Ning Zhiran was stunned for a moment. Why the hell did it happen again? But his body was still floating in the fog. He was confused and his mind was slow, which made the little vigilance in his heart fade a lot. "Why haven't you given up yet..."
Gong Huai whispered, "I want to know."
Ning Zhiran sighed, feeling helpless.
He tucked his head into the quilt and muttered through the covers, "I had a dream before. I dreamed that we kissed. After waking up, I changed your note. It's dangerous, dangerous, very dangerous. Okay, you've asked, don't mention this again. Okay, stop nagging..."
Gong Huai smiled.
Fool.
This is not a dream.
He hugged Ning Zhiran with the hand that was rubbing her head, and asked thoughtfully, "How did you kiss?"
Ning Zhiran crawled out from under the quilt, turned around, stared at Gong Huai, stretched out two hot fingers, touched her mouth, and then touched Gong Huai's lips:
"That's how we kissed."
At that moment, Gong Huai didn't know what he was thinking.
Maybe he had a brain seizure.
Maybe the finger is too soft.
Perhaps it was Ning Zhiran's amber pupils, which had their own gravitational pull, that sucked all his consciousness away.
That is, in a moment.
The failed plan to capture Little Rabbit Teeth lit up in Gong Huai's mind.
Article 3.
When he is jealous, pick a suitable opportunity and kiss him.
Although I'm not jealous now, but...
Gong Huai opened his mouth, wanting to speak but stopping himself: "I don't quite understand."
Ning Zhiran moved closer, his eyebrows knitted together, and repeated the action, nodding at each of their lips:
"Here, that's it. I don't understand. We kissed like that."
Gong Huai said softly, "Ning Zhiran."
"Is this how you kiss?"
Ning Zhiran was stunned: "Ah? What did you say——"
Before he finished speaking.
Gong Huai leaned over and kissed her, leaving the half sentence that Ning Zhiran hadn't finished saying stuck in her throat forever.
Ning Zhiran widened his eyes in surprise.
Being sick had already made her mind foggy, and with their tongues entwined in each other's warmth, Ning Zhiran, who had resisted at first, gradually loosened her grip, her whole body becoming softer and softer, her strength diminishing, and even...
It's getting more and more itchy.
My whole body is itchy. My mouth is itchy, my body is itchy, my brain is itchy, and my heart is itchy too.
What's going on.
Is my heart also cold?
Palace Dog...is kissing him?
Ning Zhiran couldn't help but whimper, "It's...it's contagious...I'm sick..."
Gong Huai loosened his grip a little.
"Now, this is not a dream anymore," said Gong Huai.
Ning Zhiran's face turned red immediately, like a persimmon: "You, you..."
Ning: "Why are you..."
Ning: "You actually..."
Ning: "Are you gay?!?!"
Gong Huai: “…………”
Gong Huai: "No."
Ning Zhiran: "Then why did you kiss me suddenly?!"
Gong Huai: "I..."
I like you.
Only like you.
Ning Zhiran: "You, you, you, what do you mean?"
Gong Huai's Adam's apple rolled: "I..."
I want to be with you.
Ning Zhiran: "You scumbag, why did you suddenly kiss me? You are not attracted to me, are you? You can't, you can't...Ah, cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Gong Huai sighed, and seeing Ning Zhiran was almost out of breath from coughing, he patted his back helplessly: "I'm just curious about how you kissed."
Ning Zhiran laughed in anger. He really didn't expect that this bitch could say such dirty words: "So, are you clear now?"
Gong Huai thought for a moment and said, "I still don't quite understand."
Ning: “You!”
Gong Huai put his hand on Ning Zhi's neck and hugged her closer.
"Then let me try again."
"Open your mouth."
Soon, Gong Huai kissed her again.
Ning Zhiran felt like the sky had fallen. This person actually—
Kiss him very gently.
Carefully, savoring him.
Ning Zhiran hesitated and couldn't utter a word for a long time. Every time he wanted to say something, his mouth was blocked again.
"I like the taste of your mouth." Gong Huai whispered in between kisses.
ah.
Oh my god.
What is Gong Gou talking about? This is his first kiss, which represents his virginity.
Just give it to the palace dog like that? This isn't the situation? What's going on...
Ning Zhiran couldn't help but twist her waist, not knowing whether it was embarrassing or pleasant.
Every time that person's lips touched hers, he was very serious, first a little, then an inch, as if he was tasting a melting ice cream, afraid that if he ate it too quickly, it would be gone. Ning Zhiran's eyelids twitched, his eyes softened, his brain twitched, and every cell in his body began to respond.
It’s really warm.
To be honest, this kiss feels pretty good.
If only the other person was a girl...
Before he could finish this thought, he had already started whimpering and moved forward little by little, making uncontrollable sounds from time to time.
Gong Huai seemed to be prepared. He held his waist tightly with one hand and tasted every part of his mouth unscrupulously before ending the kiss.
"Um……"
A strand of silver thread was pulled out and stuck to the corner of Ning Zhiran's lips, sparkling.
The two stared at each other and blinked.
Ning Zhiran: "You..."
Before he could finish his words, Gong Huai stretched out his index finger, slowly wiped off the shiny trace, put it into his mouth, held it in his mouth, and swallowed it.
Then he leaned forward, as if to continue.
Ning Zhiran's head buzzed as if struck by lightning, and his whole body was spinning.
?
The ceiling was spinning, the palace dog in front of him was spinning, and the palace dog's soft lips were also spinning.
Ning Zhiran sighed from the bottom of her heart: "Gong Gou, you are so coquettish."
Gong Huai: “…”
rather:"………"
palace:"…………"
Originally, during the kiss just now, Gong Huai had rehearsed countless times in his mind: after kissing him, hugging him, and then coolly saying, "I like you, can you try to be with me? I am willing to support you for the rest of your life."
Ning Zhiran's words sent the quietly growing affection in her heart crashing back to square one. The bubbling, sensual atmosphere suddenly exploded and vanished with a snap.
Gong Huai was embarrassed.
Ning Zhiran was embarrassed.
Gong Huai was embarrassed.
Ning Zhiran was even more embarrassed.
In extreme embarrassment, the two of them turned over at the same time, with their backs to each other, and neither of them was ashamed to face the other.
Ning Zhiran shivered and closed his eyes, his face as hot as a steam locomotive.
ah.
I'm done, I'm really dirty this time.
I was kissed, I was kissed by Gong Gou. This person climbed from the bed in my dream to the bed in reality and kissed me.
This man has bad intentions towards me. I don't have the strength to hit him now. Even if I did, I probably wouldn't be able to beat him. Oh, help, I want to die.
Ning Zhiran shuddered with anger, feeling both ashamed and resentful, wishing someone would hit him with a stick and knock him unconscious. He closed his eyes, shook his head again and again, and then, blushing, he managed to utter, "Well, I'm straight, buddy, what are you doing?"
Gong Huai: "Me too."
Ning Zhiran got angry: "You are nothing! Cough cough cough cough cough..."
Gong Huai's face also turned strangely red: "You were the one who brought it up first. You said I kissed you in my dream."
Ning Zhiran: "You asked me about the notes first, so I answered!"
Gong Huai: "Who told you to take notes?"
Ning Zhiran: "Who told you to peek?"
Gong Huai: "If you hadn't taken such precautions, how could I have seen it, and how could I have asked you?"
Ning Zhiran: “…”
Ning Zhiran refused to listen to the nonsense and closed his eyes, shrinking into a shrimp, trying to end the conversation unilaterally.
But he couldn't close his eyes completely.
In addition to his heartbeat, Gong Gou's heartbeat also made a special presence, beating, beating, beating.
Ning Zhiran thought and thought, even though his head was already smoking, he finally pretended to be calm and asked: "Mr. Gong Huai, you, you, you, you, why are you kissing me, you don't like me, do you, ahahahaha!"
Gong Huai: “.”
Gong Huai turned to look at him.
"H-H-"
Ning Zhiran's ears were buzzing with burning sensation, and she yelled angrily, "Hehe? What are you doing here with such a smirk? Still laughing?! You damn scumbag, you're doing this right after breaking up! You, you, you're not a human being!"
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