Chapter 83 Running towards him again

The little roses bloom in the moonlight.

Shen Jixing coldly reached out and covered it, his face still looking cold and distant.

"I'm going to take a shower first, you think about it."

He casually gathered the white hair filled with roses into his arms.

Shen Jixing's face was extremely calm, and his ears were slightly red as he walked towards the bathroom.

Zhou Yili was still stunned: ()

Test, what are you considering?

That cold and indifferent tone seemed to echo in my ears.

"I like you very much. I like you the most."

It’s no wonder that Zhou Yili looks confused now.

Shen Jixing's tone was so calm that it didn't sound like she was confessing to him at all.

Instead, it's more like -

"I like idiots. I like idiots the most."

Or maybe.

"I like eating corn very much. I like eating corn the most."

In short, it doesn't seem to describe him.

But Shen Jixing said it so bluntly that she liked him and was pursuing him.

He is better than anything in this world, and Shen Jixing likes him most in the whole world.

Zhou Yili smiled with the corners of his lips raised, feeling refreshed.

He suppressed the corners of his crazy and chaotic mother's lips and lay back lazily and comfortably.

The next second, the screams of the little lion as its wounds split open echoed throughout the entire floor.

“Ah—”

Zhou Yili was in a private VIP ward.

When there was any movement of a distinguished patient, all the doctors and nurses on the entire floor rushed in.

They looked at the wound Zhou Yili had just bandaged in confusion.

"Are you self-sharking?"

Zhou Yili had a cold face and remained silent.

Until the bathroom door was opened and Shen Jixing walked out, all wet.

She took off all the fancy makeup, revealing an extremely cold and arrogant face, with facial features as thin and cold as ink-wash porcelain, and black hair as damp as dripping water.

He asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

No more gray hair and roses.

No one knows his feelings, he is so unattainable, as if he is a banished immortal.

The doctors and nurses were all stunned: "..."

Zhou Yili scanned his half-soaked collarbone and said coldly, interrupting their gazes: "Hey, is there anyone who can take care of me?"

The doctor quickly treated his wound.

Shen Jixing looked quietly at the wound on his shoulder. After the gauze was removed, the place where he had been hit by the sharp stone was bloody.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhou Yili locked his sight across the crowd.

Such a handsome and elegant young man could actually lose his mind over a single word and fall down bleeding.

Zhou Yili looked at the cool, moist, unreal person.

"It's all your fault."

“…”

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.

Shen Jixing was unaware of the chaos in his heart.

He subconsciously attributed all the injuries to himself and met Zhou Yili's gaze, as quiet as a wet lake.

Shen Jixing still looked that aloof and cold.

But Zhou Yili was already familiar with him, and the mist in his eyes was his self-blame.

'And crybaby.'

She looks so pretty and cool, but actually she is coquettish and crybaby.

Like an insecure little porcelain doll, she needs to be held, coaxed and served.

Who has the patience?

"The wound has been bandaged." The doctor touched Zhou Yili's head lovingly before leaving. It might be because he had never seen anyone attack him so cruelly before.

"I hope it's not the brain that's injured."

Zhou Yili chased them away: "Get lost."

The doctors finished their work and wanted to ask their idol for an autograph: "Shen..."

Zhou Yili locked eyes with him: "You get out too."

The nurses' lower bodies were already moving towards the Silence Star, and they turned back to look at the VIP who was giving the orders.

VIP was ruthless: "Get out of here."

The nurses howled and scolded the miser and went out with the trays.

Shen Jixing was still standing there.

Her eyes fell silently on him, but she did not step forward to comfort or ask questions.

Maybe he had overstepped a little.

The culprit should not use the word "like" to smooth over the pain he brought to him.

Until in the silent night, Zhou Yili's low and pleasant voice was heard.

"Hey, the culprit."

"Come here and hug me."

…

Zhou Yili is not honest about his injury.

The doctor told him to lie down so that his wound would heal, but he refused.

I feel like a little turtle lying there, with no power.

But he couldn't lie down because of the wound on his back, so he chose to sit down. Now he has found a foolproof solution.

He lay in Shen Jixing's arms.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Jixing stood in front of the bed, letting Zhou Yili bury himself in his arms. The white clothes around his waist were a little messy because of him.

"Feel sorry."

Zhou Yili seemed to realize that his words had been misunderstood.

He laughed and said, "Shen Jixing, why do I find you to be quite sensitive?"

He thought that the person was aloof and indifferent, but in fact he was sensitive and meticulous.

Shen Jixing did not deny it.

The environment in which they grew up makes them highly sensitive, and the first lesson they learn is to please.

Because we are exiled stars, we must try our best to return to the lights of thousands of homes.

"I wanted to go up there on my own. What does it have to do with you?"

Zhou Yili lay in his arms, his slender and strong arms wrapped around his narrow waist. The breath in his arms was moist and smelled good.

It made him somewhat addicted.

His voice became hoarse, "You didn't point a gun at my head and force me to save you."

"Isn't it all my own free will?"

Zhou Yili couldn't hide her coquettish nature after all.

When I am buried in this man's arms and he treats me with all his tenderness and love, I have the instinct to rub against him.

Shen Jixing's mind was calm and empty, and it seemed that every time he felt helpless, he would be gently comforted by the little lion.

But before he opened his mouth, he felt something loosen around his waist.

"……?"

One of the buttons on his shirt was unbuttoned.

Shen Ji Xinghun bent down slightly as if he was burned, and subconsciously wanted to step back, but he couldn't let Zhou Yili fall, otherwise the wound would never heal.

"Zhou Yili."

His tone was cold and warning, and the ending tone was a little unstable, "Don't mess around."

Zhou Yili was just rubbing it casually, he never expected that the little button would open.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

Lions are born naughty. They just look like cats, but they are not real cats.

He is very bad.

"Oh~" Zhou Yili said in a long tone, biting the button carelessly, with a lazy and sexy vague tone, "It's not a big deal, it's a big deal to tie it for you."

Shen Jixing's ears turned red: "?"

What is this gangster doing?

Although he is straightforward in his emotions, he is a complete blank slate when it comes to this matter.

Bo Yu is a paranoid and frigid person who does not allow his artwork to be tarnished, and he has never allowed Shen Jixing to receive any education in this regard.

All of Shen Jixing's experience comes from his love affair with Zhou Yili eight years ago.

Just that time.

The interval is too long.

"That's enough. I hug you to comfort you, not to molest you."

He gently pulled Zhou Yili's curling blue hair back to stop him from continuing his naughty and mischievous behavior.

Zhou Yili's thin lips curled up slightly, and he almost laughed out of anger.

"You said you liked me, and this is your reaction?"

He buttoned his button up slowly with one hand using his long fingers.

Shen Jixing said nothing.

After a moment's silence, he leaned over and hugged Zhou Yili, closed his eyes and remained silent.

Zhou Yili didn't know what he meant.

But he thought Shen Jixing was kind of cute, coquettish, cold and cute.

Zhou Yili thought she could hold on for a long time and enjoy his pursuit and dedication.

But the fact is, Shen Jixing said it was shameful to chase him.

He didn't dare to say anything more.

He was afraid that Shen Jixing would stop pursuing him if she became unhappy.

Shen Jixing said that he liked him, liked him the most, and even though his tone was light, it stirred up waves of excitement in his heart.

He was so excited that he covered himself with bruises.

Zhou Yili hugged his thin back, feeling his subjectivity breaking out from under suppression.

The resolute little lion woke up in the dark night.

Once again, he ran towards him.

"Be nice to me."

Zhou Yili pressed his thin, white, and slightly cool ears against his, rubbing them lovingly with his cheeks, "I will give myself to you once again."

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Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu. Poor and adorable little lion. The avatar is handsome. I will post the original picture on the Out of Control Starlight super topic!!!