After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

In the blink of an eye, it was midsummer. Han Zhou's studies were gradually getting back on track and the problems he encountered were becoming fewer and fewer. Xie Nanxing suddenly had a lot more free time these days.

Xie Nanxing was a little uncomfortable with the sudden leisure time after being busy.

He walked out of the study and took Xiao Gao around Xiangzhu Courtyard, but still couldn't wait for Shen Jinmo to get off duty.

"Xiao Gao, go and do your work. I'll go to the study to read a book for a while."

Xie Nanxing wanted to find a few more history books to read, not because he liked them very much. Xie Nanxing simply felt that he was too slow to react to the court's intrigues.

He must draw some nourishment from history and learn some useful methods so that he won't be a drag on Shen Jinmo.

After searching for a book on the bookshelf for a long time, Xie Nanxing suddenly remembered the book that Shen Jinmo had hidden in front of him a few days ago.

Turning around and walking towards the door, Xie Nanxing leaned over the door and stuck half of his head out to take a careful look around.

After making sure that no one was approaching, Xie Nanxing locked the door, closed the window, and quietly opened the drawer.

Two full drawers were filled with sketchbooks, and Xie Nanxing could not understand Shen Jinmo's sneaky behavior that day.

As a man, what's wrong with reading a few books about settling scores and taking revenge?

With doubts, Xie Nanxing picked up a storybook, flipped through a few pages, and was reluctant to close it.

The more he read, the more engrossed he became. Xie Nanxing realized that the friendship between two men, who shared weal and woe, was no less than the love between a man and a woman who pledged to be together through life and death.

It is so touching.

The further he turned, the more Xie Nanxing felt something was wrong.

Why did you suddenly start walking while holding it?

Why did he suddenly hold me in his arms and coax me to sleep?

Why do you have to kiss before bandaging a wound?

what?

Making love in bed?

The humming sound he heard in Qin Chu Tower during the Spring Festival suddenly jumped into Xie Nanxing's mind across time.

Suddenly, the contents of the book became three-dimensional.

First he was stunned, then his lips slightly opened, and slowly one corner of his mouth curled up, and even the eye on that side narrowed slightly.

Xie Nanxing seemed to find it difficult to accept.

But the movement of turning the pages did not stop.

It was not until he finished reading the entire book that Xie Nanxing felt that he was no longer innocent.

How innocent can Shen Jinmo be after reading so many storybooks?

He quickly flipped through the storybook from the beginning, and the contents circled by Shen Jinmo actually matched Xie Nanxing's past experiences one by one.

For example, trap it in your arms...

For example, gently cover it with a blanket...

For example, creating some opportunities for close contact...

For example, showing off one's power in front of him...

With his fists clenched and hammering on the wooden table, Xie Nanxing was now completely certain that Shen Jinmo had really been studying hard to figure out how to lure him.

Putting the notebook down, Xie Nanxing took out a new one and started reading. As he read, his face turned red and his heart beat faster.

This one is much bigger than the previous one...

The beginning of the story starts with the upside-down things...

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the study door. Xie Nanxing was so scared that he hurriedly stuffed the book into his sleeve and coughed twice to cover up his guilty conscience.

It looked exactly the same as Shen Jinmo that day.

"Who?"

"Xie Nanxing, it's time for dinner."

Shen Jinmo came to the study once during the trip and saw that the door was closed. He thought that Xie Nanxing was older and had his own secrets, so he did not disturb him.

But since Nanxing was locked up in the study without even having dinner, Shen Jinmo couldn't possibly indulge her.

"I'm coming."

When Xie Nanxing opened the door and looked up at Shen Jinmo, the word "innocent" was no longer in his eyes.

"Why is your face so red?" Shen Jinmo reached out and touched Xie Nanxing's forehead: "Do you have a fever?"

The touch was quite gentle, and it overlapped with the content in the storybook.

If it's hot, it'll be hotter...

Xie Nanxing's face turned red in an instant. She raised her hand and fanned herself continuously. She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at Shen Jinmo again.

The thoughts in his mind became clearer. Shen Jinmo really wanted to develop the brotherly relationship into a relationship of brotherly love.

"Shen Jinmo, you are a piece of shit."

She looked angry, and her tone was filled with resentment yet also a hint of coquettishness.

But when Shen Jinmo heard this, he couldn't understand it at all: "Huh?"

"My body is so weak and I'm only sixteen."

He couldn't continue speaking halfway, and Xie Nanxing gave Shen Jinmo an obscure look, letting him understand it himself.

Sitting at the dinner table, Shen Jinmo ate slower than Xie Nanxing, which was unusual. After taking a few bites, he looked at Xie Nanxing with suspicion.

Seeing that no one was willing to answer his questions, Shen Jinmo took the initiative to ask, "Is there something I did not do well?"

Xie Nanxing really didn't look angry.

He looked up at Shen Jinmo and replied with two words: "No."

Is this guy still pretending to be stupid with him?

Xie Nanxing took a sip of the soup and acted as if he didn't care: "Don't take it to heart, I just mentioned it casually."

Shen Jinmo: “…”

That night, Xie Nanxing went to bed early after practicing the Five Animal Exercises. He held a thick book in his hand and flipped through it while laughing. He could even cry while laughing.

Shen Jinmo lay on the bed in the warm room and looked at Xie Nanxing.

How can such a good history book reveal such huge emotional fluctuations?

Could it be that he has been possessed?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with Xie Nanxing today. Shen Jinmo lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and handed the handkerchief in his hand to Xie Nanxing.

"Xie Nanxing, you have to go to school tomorrow, so don't read the book yet."

Xie Nanxing raised her eyes, turned the book over, took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears and snot pitifully.

Standing on the bed, he hooked Shen Jinmo's neck with one hand and patted Shen Jinmo's chest with the other hand. The sobbing continued.

"I hugged you, so you stop making trouble."

The arm around his neck loosened, and the warmth left with a slightly cool feeling. Every vein in Shen Jinmo's body was tense.

His Adam's apple rolled, his ears buzzed, and Shen Jinmo didn't know where he was.

Xie Nanxing was reading the climax of the book and was reluctant to put it down, but Shen Jinmo seemed very determined.

"Ah." Xie Nanxing blew out the candle on the bedside table while stepping on her clogs. She lay in the quilt and stared at Shen Jinmo with wide eyes: "Are you not going to bed yet? Do you want to sleep with me?"

The voice was soft, magnetic, lazy, and warning: "Xie Nanxing, speak properly."

"Then please get out quickly, I want to go to bed."

The soft voice was deliberately prolonged, and Shen Jinmo's heart was turned upside down. He went into the warm room to calm his heartbeat and gave another instruction.

"Xie Nanxing, please speak properly next time."

Not getting a response, Shen Jinmo tossed and turned in bed alone.

The places on my neck and chest that were touched by Xie Nanxing were burning hot, and Xie Nanxing's words kept flashing in my mind:

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

Xie Nanxing was completely different from Shen Jinmo. He was in an extremely excited state.

He just touched Shen Jinmo's chest...

Such a powerful look...

That night, Xie Nanxing had a dream. The protagonists in the dream were him and Shen Jinmo, and they seemed to be having sex.

However, he was not very motivated in his dreams...

Before he got to the point, he fainted...