Chapter 22 New Year's Eve Kiss

Ning Changyue counted the remaining days of December one by one.

This is probably the obsession with heavy snow held by a southerner who has never seen it.

He was thinking about him so much that Yin Jiu wanted to tease him on purpose, but he couldn't bear to do it.

There were three days off for New Year's Day, and the two flew to the northern snow city on the last day of December.

The direct flight landed at 11pm. I hurried to the hotel I had booked in advance, put my luggage away, and arrived at the central square in the city. It was still a few minutes before midnight.

The schedule was very tight and the journey was hectic, but Ning Changyue had no complaints and followed Yin Jiu obediently the whole time, as if she could go anywhere as long as she stayed with Yin Jiu.

They bought a cup of special milk tea at a small shop. Yin Jiu took a sip first, then handed it to Ning Changyue. Watching him chewing on the straw and drinking slowly, Yin Jiu asked, "Are you hungry?"

Ning Changyue shook her head.

Along the way, Yin Jiu took good care of him, so he had no time to rest and ate a lot of snacks.

Yin Jiu smiled and said, "Then let's watch the fireworks show and then find a place to drink some hot soup to warm ourselves up."

Seeing Ning Changyue let go of the straw, Yin Jiu reached out and helped him put on the mask.

Snow City was too cold, so the two men were fully armed, wearing thick down jackets, warm cashmere Martin boots, hats, gloves and masks.

My body was warm, but my exposed eyelashes looked as if there was frost on them.

Ning Changyue blinked a few times, causing a burst of moisture, and her eyelashes became a little heavier.

He looked around but didn't see any fluffy snow. The ground was trampled hard, and the snow on the side of the road and under the eaves had long been destroyed by other tourists.

Knowing that he was obsessed with the snow, Yin Jiu said, "Don't look at it. Unless it's a morning after a snowfall, you probably won't see clean snow in the city. Wait until tomorrow, and I'll take you to find a place to play in the snow."

His voice sounded muffled through the mask.

The two held hands and walked through the crowd.

The freezing cold and snowy weather did not dampen the tourists' interest in sightseeing. A public performance was going on on the open-air stage in the central square.

The crowd was bustling and the performance was very lively.

Yin Jiu and Ning Changyue were far away from the stage, but they could still hear the host warming up for the New Year's Eve.

It took more than ten minutes, stopping and walking around, and the time passed quickly.

As it approached twelve o'clock, with the last ten seconds left, the crowd began to count down with the host.

"10..."

"9..."

"8..."

"7..."

"6..."

"5..."

"4..."

When he counted to the fourth second, Yin Jiu quickly pulled down his mask and then pulled down Ning Changyue's mask. During the last three seconds of the countdown of "3...2...1...", he lowered his head and kissed Ning Changyue.

Without closing his eyes, their lips were pressed tightly together, and Yin Jiu's smiling eyes met Ning Changyue's slightly surprised gaze.

With a shout of "Happy New Year", brilliant fireworks exploded overhead.

A brilliant light fell into his eyes; this was a long-planned kiss.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​cheers and people hugging each other to celebrate.

Yin Jiu licked the seam between his lips with the tip of his tongue, then slowly stepped back, smiling like spring water: "The last kiss of last year and the first kiss of this year are both given to you, Ning Changyue. I hope I can kiss you like this again next New Year's Eve."

A kiss that connects the beginning and the end is a confession and also a kind of romance.

Of course, next year, Yin Jiu probably won’t just kiss, he will probably choose a deeper and more intimate way.

However, Ning Changyue did not seem to understand the special meaning of this kiss. He blinked, with an expression that showed he was trying to understand, but still felt puzzled.

He knew that this was a New Year's Eve kiss and it should be romantic, but he couldn't quite appreciate this kind of romance.

Just like courtship in the animal world, hippos believe that excrement is the best perfume. Mr. Hippo will spray this charming perfume everywhere, and in response, Ms. Hippo will also respond with a hot perfume.

This is a kind of romance that is unique to animals. Even though humans know that this is a romantic act for hippos, they still cannot appreciate it and only feel shocked.

So Ning Changyue couldn't quite understand the meaning of this New Year's Eve kiss, but he thought about it, chased after Yin Jiu's retreating body, and rubbed his cheeks against Yin Jiu's cheeks and neck.

He used very gentle force, just lightly touching, and the touch of skin against skin was like tickling, as if it touched, but it seemed not to be very real.

Yin Jiu pinched his chin and pulled him away, staring at him for a few seconds. After putting his mask back on, he smiled and said, "Where did you learn this? You're quite good at flirting."

Obviously kissing is more intimate, but Yin Jiu feels that Ning Changyue's cheek rubbing can arouse his emotions more. It should not happen now, but on the bed.

If he did this when they were deeper, Yin Jiu felt that he would be disarmed by him.

He didn’t dare to think about that feeling anymore. He put the mask back on and took Ning Changyue to the night market to look for food.

The two of them ate some special snacks, watched the ice sculpture exhibition, and drank a bowl of warm mutton soup before returning to the hotel to rest.

Traveling is always tiring. After taking a shower, the two of them lay in a quilt, entangled with each other, and fell asleep peacefully.

After the weather got cold, Ning Changyue liked to sleep in Yin Jiu's arms. Both of them were young men with vigorous blood, but Yin Jiu's body temperature seemed to be a little higher than Ning Changyue's. So now when he slept, he turned his back to Yin Jiu, treating him as a human heater to warm his entire back.

Even if he turned over occasionally, he made sure that half of his body was sticking to Yin Jiu.

If Yin Jiu hadn't stopped him, he would have even been able to sleep inside Yin Jiu's clothes. When it came to teasing people, he really didn't give Yin Jiu any chance at all.

But what could Yin Jiu do? He had to endure it. He couldn't bear to push it away.

He didn't sleep very well that night. Maybe the hotel was too heated, or the mutton soup was too dry. Ning Changyue kept moving around, and Yin Jiu couldn't control himself. He pinned her down and beat her up. He didn't fall asleep again until dawn.

When Ning Changyue woke up the next day, she was a little grumpy and curled up in bed, refusing to get up.

Yin Jiu had already gone out and brought back some breakfast. He sat on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. He saw that it was almost noon and Ning Changyue was not up yet.

So he walked to the bed, faced Ning Changyue, and lay down on his side.

Yin Jiu poked his cheek with his index finger, his tone helpless but doting: "Are you still angry? I didn't mean to disturb your sleep, it's just..."

"I like you too much, you know that? You know that as soon as you touch me, I get turned on by you. You can't blame me, I just like you too much. Even if you slap me, I still feel that you are seducing me."

"Don't be angry. I won't disturb your sleep next time. I'll be patient, okay?"

Ning Changyue pulled the quilt up to cover her face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. She glanced at Yin Jiu with flashing eyes.

The red color spread from the neck to the tips of the ears, and even the corners of the eyes were red.

He didn't hook up with him! At least not last night!

"Get up. We agreed to go play in the snow. I've found a place for you. If you're any later, it won't be fun when it gets dark." Yin Jiu was still coaxing him patiently.

Perhaps touched by these words, Ning Changyue pulled down the quilt, but before getting off the bed, he threw himself on Yin Jiu again and rubbed him with his cheek.

The speed was astonishing. By the time Yin Jiu reacted and reached out to hug him, he had already jumped off the bed, put on his shoes and ran into the bathroom.

Yin Jiu was convinced. He was really convinced.

Does this little guy really think he can get angry at the slightest touch?

Let him have fun. If he really causes problems and affects his experience, then see who is crying.