Chapter 66 Do You Like Me...?
Ning Zhiran originally thought that Gong Huai could at least find an empty room.
Unexpectedly, I found an empty bathroom.
I couldn't move my legs or feet at all, and from time to time, there were drunk people outside banging on the door.
Every time this happened, Gong Huai would hug Ning Zhiran, cover his mouth, and when he was about to cry, he would put two fingers into his mouth, gently, stirring it slowly and without haste, with the luxurious sound of water.
"Listen, there are a lot of people outside." Gong Huai spoke softly.
Hmm, Hmm...
Because her mouth was pried open, she had to use all her strength to suppress even the slightest sound. Ning Zhiran didn't even dare to breathe, her face flushed red, trying to prevent the sound from escaping her throat.
Ning Zhiran touched her bulging belly and didn't dare to make a sound. She had no strength in her body and could only wrap herself around Gong Huai to prevent herself from falling due to weightlessness.
ah.
I was wrong.
I was really wrong.
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have started to curse G as a palace dog.
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have chatted with G every day.
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have sought revenge on Gong Gou on Christmas Eve.
But this feeling of being held so tightly...
Really, it’s pretty good.
I like being held. I like being called "baby." I like being cared for and remembered.
Well, maybe, I like it a little bit.
Ning Zhiran thought again and again, and still tried hard to lean close to Gong Huai's ear, trying to spell out a sentence in the broken sound: "Kiss... Kiss me..."
This was the first time Ning Zhiran took the initiative to ask for a kiss.
It was so unexpected that Gong Huai stopped slowly.
The person outside was still knocking on the door, and Gong Huai's eyes became more and more gloomy.
"Look...what are you looking at...why don't you kiss me——"
Ning Zhiran was halfway through his words when he finally got the kiss he wanted.
A somewhat cold, gentle kiss.
Gong Huai's lips were very thin, which gave Ning Zhiran the illusion that he was mean and cold-blooded. But he never imagined that this person's blood was sweet and his lips were as soft as a cloud.
He is a good person and is not just pretending. He has known this for a long time.
Ning Zhiran kissed Gong Huai awkwardly, blinking and trying to see the person in front of her clearly. As she looked, she leaned on Gong Huai and began to tremble uncontrollably.
"So, so close..." Ning Zhiran raised his head and opened his mouth, muttering without any consciousness left.
"What's close?"
"You and I..."
So close.
So close that it scares me.
…Actually, I’ve never been so scared before.
Maybe I've always longed for this fear.
Ning Zhiran lowered her head, too embarrassed to look at the other person, and whispered, "Again, do it again, it feels so good..."
The bathroom flooded several times today, and in the end, Ning Zhiran was carried out of Eric's house by Gong Huai.
Gong Huai said that Ning Zhiran drank too much and passed out. If he didn't go home, he would probably have to be sent to the hospital.
Everyone was terrified and nodded, and quickly sent them out.
On the way back to Adam's house, Ning Zhiran finally regained some consciousness in the back seat of the taxi.
He weakly raised his fist and punched Gong Huai's thigh, saying dazedly, "You always try to kill me... Change your name. Don't call me Gong Huai anymore. Call me Gong Huai."
Gong Huai lowered his head, looking at the person in his arms whose expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, and smiled: "Okay, I will go to ICBC tomorrow and change the name on the ID card to Gong Huai. Then I will change the name on the ID card when I return to China next time."
Ning: "Are you sick..."
Gong: "Of course I'm sick. If I wasn't sick, would I enjoy hearing you scold me so much?"
Ning Zhiran was speechless.
Maybe he wasn't the only one who was sick. His own heart seemed to be starting to become sick as well.
The illness is serious.
He used to hate the smell of expensive perfume on Gong Huai the most, but now, he actually began to think that the smell was nice.
It is a scent that can make him feel at ease and makes him feel euphoric just by smelling it. It is also the scent closest to heaven.
Ning Zhiran leaned on Gong Huai's shoulder and closed her increasingly heavy eyelids.
Why did I always want to scold you before?
Maybe I still care about you. I'm hoping... that you'll notice me.
A cool, rich, bad guy.
Ning Zhiran nudged Gong Huai's shoulder and said, "You know, on Christmas Eve, I had a dream."
Gong Huai lowered his head: "What dream?"
Ning Zhiran laughed just thinking about it: "I dreamed that eighty years later, we became two toothless old men, and we still lined up at the candy store to buy candy."
Gong Huai tightened his grip: "...What do you mean by that?"
Ning Zhiran: "What's the point? I'm just sharing my dream with you."
"Oh." Gong Huai lowered his head a little disappointed.
The light and shadows on the street flashed past the car window. After about two blocks of silence, Gong Huai seemed to have thought of something and his eyes lit up.
"Ning Zhiran, do you like me..."
No answer.
Ning Zhiran leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep.
Gong Huai looked quietly at the person on his shoulder, sighed softly, kissed Ning Zhiran's forehead, and pulled the person closer to his arms.
Two foxtail grass rings were placed close together, and their fingers were tightly clasped in the bumpy taxi.
As soon as she arrived at Adam's house, Ning Zhiran threw herself on the bed, not even having the energy to take off her clothes.
Seeing this, Gong Huai went to the bathroom, took two face towels, dipped them in water, wiped Ning Zhiran's face clean, and applied a layer of baby cream on him.
He took out a toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed on it and put it in Ning Zhiran's mouth: "Brush your teeth."
Ning Zhiran raised his hand mechanically and swiped absentmindedly.
Seeing that the brushing was almost done, Gong Huai took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Ning Zhiran, asking Ning Zhiran to rinse his mouth clean. He also took the time to wash Ning Zhiran's toothbrush.
Help Ning Zhiran take off her clothes.
The two of them felt refreshed, turned off the lights, and lay side by side on the bed.
Ning Zhiran seemed to be tired and fell asleep, snoring softly.
Gong Huai looked at the ceiling and asked softly, as if talking to himself:
"Ning Zhiran, do you like me?"
Naturally, no one answered.
Gong Huai blinked and said, "Like me, okay?"
silence.
But suddenly, Ning Zhiran turned over to face Gong Huai, smacked his lips, mumbled a few words in his sleep, and held the large bird-shaped cigarette without gold inlay.
Gong Huai: “…”
Is this your answer?
You only like my bird, don't you?
Gong Huai held his forehead and closed his eyes.
The pornographic memories of the past gradually filled Gong Huai's mind. Ning Zhiran seemed to have never said that she liked him, not even in bed, and no matter how hard he pressed, he would not say it.
But he hooked his legs around me to make me continue, and the soft moans of his name from time to time, no matter how I recall it, that was a sign that could only happen if he loved me.
Gong Huai: “.”
No way.
Ning Zhiran only likes me in bed.
Ning Zhiran doesn't like me in my usual way.
Gong Huai frowned and even began to envy himself when he was passionate with Ning Zhiran.
This little rabbit tooth looks innocent and harmless, but why is he so obsessed with sex and not his heart?
No, I must hear Ning Zhiran’s words of love in person.
must.
Although Gong Huai was unhappy, he quickly comforted himself, hugged Ning Zhiran tightly, and kissed Ning Zhiran's eyes.
I like you.
Hey, did you hear that?
I like you so much.
My dear ancestor, you must return this sentence to me sooner or later.
…
Gong Huai didn't expect that Ning Zhiran would get up earlier than him the next day.
He turned over sleepily and heard Ning Zhiran lying on the bed with her legs crossed, talking on the phone with someone.
Gong Huai moved closer alertly, his ears perked up.
Why is his tone so gentle? This person only has this kind of voice when he's live streaming. Hmm, something's wrong.
Ning Zhiran's voice was obviously very happy: "Mom, ah, I'm fine."
Oh, it's fucking.
Gong Huai was relieved, but still felt strange. Wasn't Ning Zhiran's mother usually so quiet and invisible? Why would she call him so suddenly?
Listen again.
Ning Zhiran then noticed that Gong Huai had woken up. He didn't want Gong Gou to hear it, so he reached out, covered Gong Gou's face with his hands, and pushed him to the edge of the bed.
Zhiran's mother: "Baby, I saw you posted on WeChat Moments a few days ago. Who bought you those branded shopping bags?"
Ning Zhiran thought about it, oh yes, it was the one that Gong Gou commented on crazily below.
He smiled: "Ah, that wasn't bought by anyone. It's where I work, the result of my work. I sold them the day before yesterday. Your son is getting more and more capable now." Ning Zhiran reported happily, waiting for his mother to continue asking.
Unexpectedly, Zhiran's mother was a little disappointed: "Oh, you are about to start school, has your father given you the tuition?"
Ning: “No.”
"Not yet?" Zhiran's mother said angrily, "Your dad is such a man... Then what are you going to do next semester?"
Ning Zhiran glanced at Gong Huai who had just woken up:
"For now, I've found a solution."
For tuition, I sold my ass, my first kiss, and my virginity.
Maybe, and my first love.
But fortunately, he is a good man, Mom, and I seem to be able to trust this bad guy for a long time.
Gong Huai couldn't sit still, so he turned over and lay on the pillow. He grabbed Ning Zhiran's hand, held it in his own hand, and used his index finger to slowly draw circles on the palm of Ning Zhiran's hand.
From time to time, he would imitate the baby's mouth shapes to Ning Zhiran.
Ning Zhiran's palms were itchy, and his heart was itchy too. It was so itchy that Ning Zhiran felt that it would be nice to have some sex with this free duck on this beautiful morning.
Or after a while, after I hang up the phone, I can...
As a result, Zhiran's mother's next words directly pulled Ning Zhiran back to his senses.
"Son, what solution have you found? Is your tuition fee related to the owner of that Rolls-Royce?"
Uh, the owner of the Rolls-Royce was lying next to me, scratching my palm.
So sexy.
Ning Zhiran didn't want to lie to his mother, so he could only say vaguely, "Oh, I guess so. They helped me."
Zhiran's mother: "Help you? Your tuition is so much a year, how can they be so kind as to help you? Oh... I see, is it true, you found a girlfriend from a wealthy family? She heard that your father doesn't care about you... so she paid for your tuition?"
Not entirely.
I just found a "sex buddy" from a wealthy family.
The kind that goes into heat every day.
whee.
Ning Zhiran smiled bitterly: "Mom, actually I..."
Zhiran's mother: "I knew you were smart and would save money for me, so I found a girlfriend to share my burden."
Gong Huai stopped drawing circles on Ning Zhiran with his fingers.
Zhiran's mother continued: "How about it? I'll check it out for you. I see that air tickets are cheap recently. I'll fly over to see you in a couple of days."
Ning Zhiran just felt something was wrong.
He didn't understand what was wrong, but he just felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Unexpectedly, Gong Huai snatched his phone and clicked the mute button.
"What are you doing, Gonggou?"
Gong Huai's face was cold. "For the past three months, when you asked your aunt for tuition, she would just evade you. Now that she sees that you're doing well, have a rich boyfriend, and don't need her money, she immediately buys a plane ticket and prepares to fly over? What does she think of you?"
Only then did Ning Zhiran realize what made him unhappy.
Although he disagreed with the concept of "object", Ning Zhiran still nodded: "Okay, I understand. Turn off the mute and turn on the speaker."
Gong Huai did as he was told.
Ning Zhiran: "Mom, where are you going to live? I'm staying at a friend's house now. I can't even take care of myself, let alone you."
Zhiran’s mother: “Son, you’re working now, so just find me a cheap hotel. I’m not picky.”
Ning: "Mom, did you really come here because you missed me?"
"Yes, little darling, mommy misses you so much."
You lied.
You haven't called me little baby in years.
Ning Zhiran lowered his head a little.
After a while, he stammered, "Come here, you haven't hugged me for a long time."
Zhiran's mother: "Okay, mom will definitely hug you. Mom misses you so much. Don't forget to call your girlfriend! Mom must take a look and see what your family does. They are all working hard, so the conditions must be very good. Oh, my son is really capable. The family will rely on you in the future..."
Ning Zhiran's face became increasingly stiff. He hurriedly responded with a few words before hanging up the phone.
Gong Huai looked at Ning Zhiran with some worry.
Ning Zhiran lowered her head, and faint specks of light could be seen beneath the strands of hair on her forehead.
This look made Gong Huaixin feel as if he was pricked by a needle. He couldn't help it, so he stretched out his arms and held Ning Zhiran in his arms.
He patted Ning Zhiran's back gently, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said calmly: "When Auntie comes, I will go to see her with you."
Ning Zhiran looked up in surprise, tears still welling up in her eyes. "You, you, you, go see her? What identity do you use to see her? A sex partner?"
Gong Huai: "It doesn't matter what your identity is, but I will let her know that if she doesn't care about you, someone else will. With me here, no one can bully you."
Ning Zhiran blinked blankly, and a tear fell.
Gong Huai wiped away the tear with his thumb and smiled gently at Ning Zhiran: "Wait."
"You don't have to cry anymore."
"Old Gong protects you."
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