cohabitation contract

When Nie Changsheng got on the military plane, Zhuang Lingxiao allowed him to treat the injury on his right hand for him.

At that time, the blood on Zhuang Lingxiao's hand had almost congealed into a ball. Nie Changsheng carefully disinfected the wound with cotton dipped in alcohol. He knew how painful it would be if it was entangled with the flesh. Besides, it was only a skin trauma. Except for the thumb, the joints of the other four fingers of Zhuang Lingxiao's right hand were injured to varying degrees. Obviously, it was himself. A fracture caused by repeated violent hitting of a hard object with bare hands.

Fortunately, the medical facilities borrowed from the Navy military doctor are complete, and Nie Changsheng is a doctor. It didn't take long to restore Zhuang Lingxiao's battered right hand to its original appearance. Finally, the position of the knuckles was reinforced with aluminum plates.

During the whole operation, Zhuang Lingxiao stared at Nie Changsheng with a pair of hawk-like eyes, every gaze was filled with hot flames, as if to burn all the clothes on his body, and he was naked without any clothes. That way he wouldn't leave him again and go where he couldn't reach.

How could Nie Changsheng not feel Zhuang Lingxiao's aggressive gaze?He just didn't know how to appease this man who refused to communicate with him.

From the time they met to now, Zhuang Lingxiao hadn't said a word to him, only when the long kiss ended, Zhuang Lingxiao vaguely let out a dissatisfied raving.

When he was about to board the military plane, Nie Changsheng heard the phone ring in Zhuang Lingxiao's pocket, and the coldness on Zhuang Lingxiao's face became even stronger. No matter what kind of Emperor Lao Tzu came, he couldn't stop his anger that wanted to destroy the world.

However, there are still people who fulfill their duties. When the military commander's plane landed on the warship, the chief pilot and the co-pilot came down to shake hands with Zhuang Lingxiao. Zhuang Lingxiao just gave him a cold look, took Nie Changsheng's hand and directly On board the cabin, he turned a deaf ear to the hand extended by the chief pilot.

Arrogance to the extreme.

Because Zhuang Lingxiao exuded an aura of keeping people close to each other, all the non-commissioned officers who knew him only saluted him and did not dare to speak a word to him, even the top commander who was used to strong winds and waves did not dare to go up again before disturbing him.

Fortunately, the sergeants were in awe of Zhuang Lingxiao. A female military doctor was still thinking about the injury on Zhuang Lingxiao's hand. Although she learned that Nie Changsheng had already borrowed medical facilities and medicine boxes, she was still worried and must fly with the team. Commander He didn't dare to ask Zhuang Lingxiao's opinion anymore, and nodded in agreement with the female military doctor's proposal.

It's always good to be prepared, after all, Zhuang Lingxiao's identity is extraordinary.

But her purpose is just to sit with the team.

After that, no matter what Nie Changsheng said or asked, Zhuang Lingxiao kept his face sullen and didn't answer at all. When Nie Changsheng asked about He Hongwu's recent situation, Zhuang Lingxiao narrowed his eyes and showed a harsh look, as if Complaining that he shouldn't be thinking about that dead child at this moment, does he really think that he will allow him to see that dead child again?

Nie Changsheng may have been apologetic, he kept his head down obediently, like a loyal little beast submitting to the Beastmaster who is patrolling the territory, allowing the Beastmaster to look down on every small movement of his body from above, so he didn't notice Zhuang Lingxiao's half-closed eyes There is a terrifying light in the pupil well hidden under the eyelids.

After the hand injury was bandaged, Zhuang Lingxiao's overwhelming anger still hadn't subsided.

When Nie Changsheng was looking for medicine in the medicine box, Zhuang Lingxiao kicked the medicine box into the corner of the cabin. When Nie Changsheng was taking care of the medical waste, Zhuang Lingxiao also roughly snatched the bag full of used straps, cotton, and medicine bottles , flung it hard, and hit the cabin door.

"Zhuang Lingxiao..." Nie Changsheng frowned, put his fingers lightly on his right wrist, his eyes fell on his hand injury, and whispered, "Don't do this, okay?"

Nie Changsheng's voice is as warm, soft and soothing as before. When he went to the surgery to replace the work, those who were unwilling to get injections, water or even surgery would fall into the spell of his voice and obey his arrangements. .

It's just that this kind of curse no longer has the charm of the past to Zhuang Lingxiao. He has many ways to force Nie Changsheng to show his unique charm, a charm that can only be enjoyed by him alone.

Of course, Zhuang Lingxiao prefers to use his own method to make Nie Changsheng only yell out the voice he likes to hear when he is helpless. It is best to cry and beg for mercy until his voice is hoarse and he can't speak at all. Fragmentary sound, this is the sound of nature.

Although Zhuang Lingxiao refused to say anything to him, he did not refuse to have physical communication with Nie Changsheng at all, and it could even be said that he was quite enthusiastic.

A figure cast over Nie Changsheng, he raised his head, and saw Zhuang Lingxiao who pursed his lips without saying a word, stood up, took a few steps and drew the curtain between the cabin door with lush bamboo forests, blocking the Peeping eyes from the cockpit.

Nie Changsheng opened his eyes wide, as if thinking of something, but... how is it possible?It's daytime, the cabin is so close to the cockpit, the pilot and co-pilot are sitting there, and there's a medic flying with the team!

However, seeing Zhuang Lingxiao slowly walking towards him step by step, with those fiery eyes locked on his body like a wolf like a tiger, making no effort to hide his gaze of wanting to take off his clothes and do whatever he wanted, Nie Changsheng knew he was right. Wrong, this man is really going to tear him apart in this place.

Meng Lang clearly knew that Zhuang Lingxiao's reckless behavior should be stopped, but the words fell into his mouth and were all annihilated in his trembling lips. Nie Changsheng turned his head away, and the blood all over his body suddenly boiled, scalding his whole body, sweat stains from Various parts of the body secreted, sticking wetly to the clothes, eardrums buzzing, he heard the sound of himself swallowing, and also heard a voice that suddenly became hoarse: "Can't we wait?"

Zhuang Lingxiao stood in front of him, bent slightly, pinched Nie Changsheng's chin with his left hand, and lifted it forcefully, forcing him to meet his eyes.

These were a pair of extremely demanding and aggressive eyes. Burning fireworks were brewing in the deep eyes, exuding the breath of a beast, which instantly drowned out the growing retreat in Nie Changsheng's heart.

Nie Changsheng only felt dry lips and tongue. He is also a normal man and has not been relieved for nearly half a year. He also wants a good channel to dredge the savings in his body.

However, prying eyes are everywhere.

"Turn... off the monitor." Nie Changsheng looked at the monitor with a red dot flashing in the center of the cabin, and opened his mouth awkwardly.

Through this monitor, not only the three people in the cockpit can see the situation in the cabin, but even the console of the warship will take pictures in high-definition and uncensored, allowing the people in front of the screen to watch.

Following Nie Changsheng's gaze, Zhuang Lingxiao looked up, and suddenly became furious, and shouted: "Shit!" He grabbed a heavy object, and the sound of a steel military teacup being smashed was followed. Zhuang Lingxiao's aiming position was very precise, the military cup hit the monitor accurately, then fell straight down, and rolled down under the seat, but the monitor was only crooked, pulling out a bit of buried wire, but the red dot did not disappear , obviously military things are of excellent quality.

Zhuang Lingxiao scolded the national essence again, turned around violently, but couldn't find a suitable weapon, so he strode towards the cockpit.

The waiting time was very short, Nie Changsheng only waited for about 1 minute, and the monitor in the center of the cabin finally went off.

Ten seconds later, Nie Changsheng heard familiar footsteps.

He closed his eyes resignedly, waiting for the overwhelming desire to burn his body and subvert all reason.

His arm was suddenly pulled up by a big hand, and he threw it back heavily. Nie Changsheng felt that his weight was not stable, and he leaned back. Shouting, the person was already sitting on the seat, but the seat was slowly flattened under Zhuang Lingxiao's control, forming a bed for resting.

Nie Changsheng instinctively propped up his waist, trying to sit up, but Zhuang Lingxiao had already lowered himself down, with his good left hand resting on Nie Changsheng's chest, staring at the man who was dreaming day by day.

This posture is very ambiguous, the superior is condescending and staring down at the prey that cannot hide under him, with a hint of ridicule in his probing eyes, as if he is comparing where to start is more suitable for him, and can prolong the prey from being eaten up. Do your best.

Under the scrutiny of these eyes, Nie Changsheng lay down slowly. He tried his best to relax his tense body, but when Zhuang Lingxiao's hand touched his cheek, slid across the tip of his nose, and landed on his lips Then, the itch like thousands of ants gnawed at the same time, his mind exploded with a "hum", and in the illusion surrounded by white mist, he returned to the charming style of a long time ago.

Nie Changsheng was panting heavily. Ever since he left Zhuang Lingxiao, he hadn't enjoyed such a sense of exhilaration that annihilated reason for a long time. Whether it was when he was a volunteer doctor in Spain or on a pirate ship, although he wanted to relieve it occasionally, he could After all, there is no way to reach out, if it is not for Zhuang Lingxiao, it is impossible, even if it is myself, it is difficult to achieve the desired satisfaction.

Zhuang Lingxiao didn't waste any more words. He lowered his eyes, smiled with satisfaction, pulled off his belt, and skillfully took off the obtrusive trousers. Maybe he was a little impatient, and his left hand was not very agile. He simply used his right hand.

Nie Changsheng, who had half-closed his eyes, saw a faint blush. He shuddered, opened his eyes suddenly, raised his head slightly, and said loudly, "No! You...your hands are bleeding!"

"Isn't it just hurting the knuckles? It doesn't hurt at all," Zhuang Lingxiao sneered. Under Nie Changsheng's surprised and angry eyes, his left hand suddenly tore off the aluminum plate that was fixed between the fingers of his right hand. Zhuang Lingxiao threw all the four aluminum plates under his feet, and took off the gauze. The hand that had already stopped bleeding was treated so roughly, and new blood gushed out, quickly soaking the whole hand.

"You're crazy! You'll be injured twice!" Nie Changsheng exclaimed, unable to express the complex emotions in his heart.This person deliberately made the injury so terrible, and deliberately made himself feel bad, because he wanted to keep his gaze more...

Sure enough, Zhuang Lingxiao sneered and said: "These pains are nothing compared to the pain I found you disappeared when I came back from a business trip!" The wall blocked every angle of the darkness, making him unable to do anything, powerless to do so, and could only sniff around the angry and helpless days, "Do you think my place won't hurt or hurt, let you lie Coaxing? Isn't it!" He pressed his bloody right hand to his heart, and the bright red blood printed wet bloodstains one after another on his white shirt, expanding his bargaining chips for questioning Nie Changsheng.

Nie Changsheng was speechless, lowered his eyebrows, looked at the blood flowing from Zhuang Lingxiao's hands, looked at the bloody handprints printed on his shirt one by one, his chest twitched, and the redness stabbed his pupils .Nie Changsheng closed his eyes, a line of tears rolled down his eye sockets, wet his trembling eyelashes, and slid down his cheeks.

"Do you regret leaving me, do you?" Zhuang Lingxiao's angry voice hit his ear, beating his heart, "Even if it's only for a second, do you regret leaving me, brother?" There was a choke.

Nie Changsheng opened his eyes, stretched out his hands slowly, and caressed Zhuang Lingxiao's blood-stained right hand. He sighed, and gently pressed his lips against the blood-stained fingertips. A kiss was printed on each broken knuckle, and he admitted in a low voice: "Yes, yes."

"Oh!" Zhuang Lingxiao let out a sneer, raised half of his eyebrows, and stared at the atonement man unscrupulously. He caressed this face that often appeared in dreams with his bloody fingers, but he said extremely cruel words. Said, "It's too late, your regrets came too late! I'm going to use my way to let you know that not all regrets can be forgiven!" Pushing Nie Changsheng hard on the reclining chair.

"You can hate me however you want. Now, let me bandage your wound." Nie Changsheng struggled, trying to sit up and deal with Zhuang Lingxiao's bloody hand.

However, this time Zhuang Lingxiao once again cut off the channel of verbal communication and replaced it with the channel of physical communication.

There are more ways to communicate than before. Nie Changsheng floats and sinks in the sweetness and pain created by Zhuang Lingxiao, his body floats and sinks in the vortex of the evil sea, and he faints several times in the tide of dying, every time Every time I woke up, I thought the torture was finally over, but I didn't know that a new round of torture had just begun.

When Nie Changsheng woke up from the coma, there was an orange haze in front of his eyes.

It has been a long time since he has been lying on his side. If he sleeps alone, he is still used to lying on his back.

Nie Changsheng, who was lying on his side at the moment, only needed to open his eyes to see Zhuang Lingxiao who was sleeping next to him.

Zhuang Lingxiao who fell asleep lost a lot of vigor and sharpness, his eyes were closed, he lost his domineering gaze, and his tightly closed mouth was even less likely to be unreasonable. He just lay peacefully by his side, breathing long , sleeping soundly.

If it wasn't for the soreness that swept through his limbs, Nie Changsheng would almost have thought it was just a colored dream.

The scenes of being entangled with Zhuang Lingxiao on the military plane came to mind frame by frame, like slow motion in a movie.

The lingering lingering to death, the endless sex, the crazy speed, the slutty posture...every scene is enough to make Nie Changsheng feel hot and tremble all over.

That's why the body is facing unspeakable pain now, Nie Changsheng frowned, especially that place, which has not been visited for a long time, but was treated crazily and viciously by Zhuang Lingxiao, it's no wonder it doesn't hurt.

Nie Changsheng raised his hand and lifted the quilt, and there was a faint rustling sound suddenly.

He looked at his wrist in astonishment. He didn't know when a thin chain was added. The other end of the chain was tied to the stake at the head of the stake, and an electronic lock was hung on it.In the dimly lit room, Nie Changsheng couldn't see the texture of the chain clearly, he just felt that it was clasped on his wrist coldly, perhaps because he was sleeping while sleeping, and there was a faint red mark of the chain on his wrist.

Nie Changsheng was very uncomfortable with the pain caused by the lifting of the quilt, but now he found that there was an extra chain on his wrist that shouldn't exist. Nie Changsheng frowned, and his displeasure plummeted.

Although the person next to him was a deep sleeper, he was a light sleeper, and could wake up with the slightest disturbance.

When Zhuang Lingxiao opened his eyes, what he saw was the discouraged face of Nie Changqi who was pulling the chain.

"You're awake." Zhuang Lingxiao's voice was still full of tiredness. He was the same as before. Without Nie Changsheng sleeping beside him, he would suffer from insomnia. Of course, he didn't take any medicine or see a doctor. It was useless anyway, so No matter how long Nie Changsheng had been away, he had suffered from insomnia. This was the first time in half a year that he slept so soundly.

Only by lying beside Nie Changsheng, hugging his not-so-high body temperature, and sniffing his scent, can he completely eliminate his anxiety and anxiety. In the days without this person, he seems to have lost his purpose in life.

Lan Yili once wanted to use feminine tenderness to influence his obsession with Nie Changsheng, but unfortunately no matter what she did, no matter how much she did, Zhuang Lingxiao couldn't put her in Nie Changsheng's position.

If it wasn't Nie Changsheng, it wouldn't work!No one can stand by his side, sleep by his side!

"Yeah." Nie Changsheng replied dully, and continued to tug at the thin chain, deliberately making a sound that made it difficult for the person next to the pillow to fall asleep.

"Why are you pulling it?" Zhuang Lingxiao put his arms around him, letting his head rest on his chest. As long as he stretched out his hand, he could wrap his arms around him, and he couldn't go anywhere when it was full.

"I want to get up." Nie Changsheng said with lowered eyes. His voice was as hoarse as a guqin that had lost its auxiliary strings. He couldn't play a pleasant sound, but it fell on Zhuang Lingxiao's ears. Appreciated for his amazing staying power.

What man doesn't like to be praised by others for his ability?

"What are you doing waking up so early, sleep a little longer." Zhuang Lingxiao smiled, and stroked Nie Changsheng's tugging hand with his bandaged right hand, and Nie Changsheng really stopped.

"I'm thirsty." Nie Changsheng whispered, rubbing the bandage.

That horrific exercise consumed too much of Nie Changsheng's physical strength and water. He sweated so much that his voice was almost smoky. Now he urgently needs a glass of water to relieve the thirst in his throat.

"Wait." Zhuang Lingxiao lifted the quilt with a low smile and got up, kissed Nie Changsheng's lips lightly, and then left the bedroom with cheerful steps.

Nie Changsheng pursed his lips, and the tip of his tongue tasted Zhuang Lingxiao's exclusive scent on his lips. He opened his eyes and raised his head, only then was he in the mood to look around. This is a very strange bedroom, about twenty square meters in size. The space is not too big, but the bed is ridiculously big, almost occupying half of the room. The writing desk is placed next to the bookcase. This is probably a temporary residence. Men don’t wear makeup, so there is nothing on the desk. , Nie Changsheng compared the length of the chain. The front of the bookcase is still within his range of activities. There is no carpet in the room, but the central hanging lamp is very luxurious and stylish, and the dim lamp on the wall is in the shape of a lotus flower. Yes, exquisite and beautiful, the orange light is like a hazy tulle, coating everything in front of the eyes with a hazy color, and the style of the whole bedroom is warm and soft, making people very comfortable.

If there were no thin chains on his wrists, Nie Changsheng would not hate this bedroom.

Zhuang Lingxiao came back quickly, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand. It was a bottle that Nie Changsheng had never seen before. Although the words printed on it were not well cleaned in the dark, they were not in Chinese or English. Nie Changsheng Changsheng knew that Zhuang Lingxiao was very picky about his diet, and he was unlikely to drink non-branded mineral water. It seemed that this was a place he was quite unfamiliar with, and maybe he didn't even understand the language.

There is a language barrier, and no one can help him wherever he wants to go.

Sure enough, it is a place suitable for imprisoning people.

Zhuang Lingxiao unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, then raised his head slightly and took a sip of the mineral water.

Nie Changsheng looked at him, and it wasn't until Zhuang Lingxiao leaned over and pressed his mouth with mineral water against his lips that he realized that the man wanted to quench his thirst with saliva.

Although he had already done everything, Nie Changsheng still felt a little embarrassed to be able to quench his thirst in this way.

"I'll drink it myself... um!" Nie Changsheng opened his mouth, and his lips fell into Zhuang Lingxiao's raging lips. In the intertwined and chasing lips, more than half of the water overflowed the corners of their mouths and slid onto each other. On the front of the shirt, some spilled on the quilt, but the two of them didn't notice it at all, and continued to absorb moisture in the kiss.

After a bottle of medium-sized mineral water bottomed out, Nie Changsheng finally quenched his thirst. However, the quilt on one bed was so wet that it could no longer be covered. Zhuang Lingxiao put on another new quilt in a good mood, hugging Watching Nie Changsheng go back to sleep.

"What place is this?" Nie Changsheng rested on Zhuang Lingxiao's arm, and he could see Zhuang Lingxiao's face as soon as he raised his head.

"Home," Zhuang Lingxiao replied briefly, with a reassuring smile on his face, "Don't worry, this place is very hidden, no one will disturb us."

Perhaps because Zhuang Lingxiao took "home" as a matter of course, Nie Changsheng almost indulged in this exclusive haven of mutual emotional dependence for a moment.

However, this is a strange place after all, their home is in H city.

"Zhuang Lingxiao..." Nie Changsheng raised his head slightly, and called out to the person next to him.

"Huh?" Zhuang Lingxiao wrapped his hands around him and patted his head lightly, and replied, but the voice was long and lazily, obviously sleepiness was getting stronger, and he was about to fall into a deep sleep.

Nie Changsheng couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he nestled quietly in Zhuang Lingxiao's arms, listening to the orderly beating of his pulse, which hit his eardrum one after another. A day ago, he was still guessing Feng Cuo's identity. A day later, he She just lay in the arms of her own man, and even made a hearty love with him.

He heard Zhuang Lingxiao's breathing gradually heavy, and the rhythm of exhalation gradually slowed down, and it was long and long. This is a state of deep sleep. It took less than 5 minutes from waking up to falling asleep, and Zhuang Lingxiao fell asleep. , Sleeping in the dark.

Long-term insomnia, as well as enjoyable sex, Zhuang Lingxiao is not a man of iron, he will be tired, sleepy, and physically exhausted. As he said, after his heart is severely hurt, he will also feel pain and injury.

"I'm sorry." Nie Changsheng apologized for being late to this handsome face.

Zhuang Lingxiao still took a long breath, and his face didn't change a bit.

Nie Changsheng closed his eyes, and not long after, his breathing also became heavy.

When I woke up again, the sun had already climbed up the window lattice, and the wind blew in through the open window, which was cool and pleasant, and I could vaguely hear the carefree songs of some birds floating by. There were chatting and laughing, but Nie Changsheng couldn't understand their language, he just felt like a sticky ball of dough, and there was no rule for how to knead it.

"Wake up and have breakfast." Zhuang Lingxiao didn't leave the bedroom, he sat on the floor with a laptop on the bed, he was probably working and typing on the keyboard, but unfortunately his right hand delayed his typing It's just that he seems to be in a good mood, and he doesn't care about the drag on his right hand.

Nie Changsheng propped up his waist, and the pain in his body was not relieved by sleeping. He let out a soft groan, pulled the thin chain on his wrist, and said to Zhuang Lingxiao who continued typing: "I want to go to the hospital. bathroom."

The typing hands paused, Zhuang Lingxiao closed the notebook, stood up, with a smile on his face, climbed onto the bed, scanned his irises in the electronic lock on the wooden post beside the bed, and locked Nie Changsheng's lock. The wrist end of the chain automatically slides off.

The lock was released, and freedom came unexpectedly.

Nie Changsheng was stunned. He rubbed his wrist. In fact, the texture of the chain was very strange. Although he had fastened it all night, it was not too tight. So he picked up the broken chain and looked at it carefully. Beside her ear was Zhuang Lingxiao's teasing voice and said with a smile: "What? Are you reluctant? Don't worry, senior brother, you have enough time to understand the toughness of this chain."

Nie Changsheng's face darkened, and he hurriedly threw the chain away, endured the pain in his body and got out of bed. He had just walked a few steps, but his body was unbalanced due to the pain in his body. He staggered and almost fell down. on the ground.

Zhuang Lingxiao supported Nie Changsheng's arm, bent his injured right hand under his knee, and hugged him horizontally.

"You're still hurt, let me down quickly." Nie Changsheng's struggle gradually became smaller, and he only yelled in a low voice.

"I've said that this little injury doesn't hurt at all!" Zhuang Lingxiao snorted and frowned, "You're light! Let's forget about today, you can only eat light food. From tomorrow on, what will I cook? , you have to eat them all.”

Nie Changsheng didn't care much about his weight, but when he was a voluntary doctor in Spain, the environment there was not good, and the food and clothing were certainly not as good as those in China. As for being on a pirate ship, as a captive, it is a miracle that he is still alive up.

But these are not the point, Nie Changsheng tilted his head slightly, looked up at Zhuang Lingxiao's chiseled face, and asked, "Have you learned how to cook?"

"Well, anyway, I can't sleep at night, so I bought some recipes and learned them according to the instructions. Not to mention, they are enough to pass the time of insomnia." Zhuang Lingxiao did not deny that he would rather follow the dishes than the late night without sound. I dealt with each other, bought a lot of ingredients, and bought a lot of recipes. I thought about making delicious dishes in the future, nourishing Nie Changsheng's stomach, and getting used to his meals, so Nie Changsheng didn't want to. Run again.

Nie Changsheng lowered his eyes sadly. For so many long nights, Zhuang Lingxiao was cooking dishes in the kitchen, obviously he had said such arrogant words as "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen" before.

The toilet and the washroom are together, the space is not very wide, the decoration is not very luxurious, and there is no big bathtub that Zhuang Lingxiao likes, but it is plain and practical. If it is used by one person, the space is more than enough, but when Zhuang Lingxiao is still squeezed next to Nie Changsheng , the space becomes much narrower.

"I want to go to the toilet!" Nie Changsheng emphasized helplessly, "Go out."

"Go ahead," Zhuang Lingxiao didn't think so, and muttered in a low voice, "I haven't seen any part of you anyway?"

"You..." Nie Chang got angry, and in his annoyance, he pushed him back.

Zhuang Lingxiao took a step back, and rubbed the place where Nie Changsheng pushed with his bandage-covered hand. Nie Changsheng couldn't get angry at that bandage-covered hand, so he lowered his eyes, I didn't insist anymore.

Nie Changsheng gave up on himself and started to go to the toilet. Although he only opened the small one with his back to Zhuang Lingxiao, the sound of urine falling on the toilet still embarrassed Nie Changsheng.

After washing up, Zhuang Lingxiao wanted to carry Nie Changsheng back to the bed again, but Nie Changsheng insisted on walking back by himself, although it took a long time, even though there were still sweat stains on his back.

Zhuang Lingxiao didn't make things difficult for him, but when he put on the chain, he showed his usual strength and unquestionable, there was no room for negotiation. No matter how much Nie Changsheng resisted, he still buckled the end of the chain around his wrist.

"I'm not leaving, really." Nie Changsheng said weakly, tugging at the chain.

"You're not leaving anyway." Zhuang Lingxiao handed the breakfast to him and asked, "Are you going to eat it yourself, or should I feed you?"

Recalling the bottle of mineral water from last night, Nie Changsheng sighed, and wisely chose the former.

The time after dinner seemed to be very generous. Nie Changsheng could lean on the window and look out. He lived in a duplex house with a single courtyard. The nearest residence was about 100 meters away from this house. It was also a duplex house. At a glance, the houses are much shorter, and they are densely packed together, as if no one can do without someone.

There is a small garden under the window. It seems that the former owner of the house paid attention to the joy of life and took good care of the garden. Several clusters of unnamed flowers bloomed beautifully. Two butterflies were chasing and playing among the flowers. Enjoy their short but consistent love.

No matter how good the garden is, you will get tired of looking at it for an hour. Besides, Nie Changsheng is not a lazy person. With flowers, sunshine, and laughter, you can just get by.

Crackling the chain on his wrist, Nie Changsheng sat cross-legged beside Zhuang Lingxiao, watching him write the plan on the text.

"Read a book if you're bored." Zhuang Lingxiao smiled, bowed his head, and pressed a kiss on his slightly swollen lips.

Nie Changsheng looked up at the bookcase. The bookcase, which was as big as a wardrobe, was full of books. Chinese characters were printed on the cover of each book. It was obviously a book that Zhuang Lingxiao had prepared a long time ago.

"I haven't read a book for many years." Nie Changsheng laughed at himself. He likes to read, and he is especially obsessed with books on professional knowledge, but he is not too interested in other books. So when he talked about medical knowledge, He can talk freely, but once he is asked to talk about martial arts novels, or online novels, no matter what everyone is familiar with, he is speechless.

"I haven't read a book for many years." Zhuang Lingxiao printed a kiss on his smooth forehead, and said suddenly, "By the way, you haven't returned the "Xi's Internal Medicine" I lent you. And me."

"Huh? Didn't you return it?" Nie Changsheng was taken aback. He remembered that he didn't want to borrow the first volume of "Xi's Internal Medicine", but Zhuang Lingxiao stuffed it into his hand, as if asking him to help find it. He was looking for some content, and later he found the content of the book very interesting, so he spent more than a week reading it.

As for not returning the book, Nie Changsheng has no memory of it at all, but he is not used to what he owes others, especially in terms of money. It stands to reason that it is unlikely that he has not returned the book...

"You didn't pay me back!" Zhuang Lingxiao said firmly.

"Then, I'll buy another copy and return it to you..." Nie Changsheng smiled, and gently rested his chin on Zhuang Lingxiao's shoulder.

"I don't read anymore, what's the use of you giving me?" Zhuang Lingxiao muttered dissatisfiedly, but his eyes were slightly closed, as if enjoying Nie Changsheng's cuddling with him.

"Then what do you want?" Nie Changsheng also narrowed his eyes, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against Zhuang Lingxiao's shoulder blades a few times, as if sniffing his dry breath and teasing his lust.

"Don't leave me again!" Zhuang Lingxiao put the tip of his nose in front of his temples, and kissed his eyebrows.

"Okay." The promise came out of Nie Changsheng's mouth without any hesitation, but Zhuang Lingxiao felt that it was unrealistic for a moment.

His body was trembling imperceptibly, Zhuang Lingxiao's eyes were fascinated, but he said again in a low voice: "Don't leave me again!" To confirm Nie Changsheng's answer.

"Okay." Nie Changsheng raised his head and looked straight into his eyes. When the eyes met, an oath that only they understood was fermenting.

Due to the heavy energy he extracted yesterday, Nie Changsheng still took a nap at noon. This sleep lasted for a long time, and he didn't wake up until four or five in the afternoon.

Zhuang Lingxiao was not in the bedroom, and he took away the notebook he was using.

Nie Changsheng continued to tug at the chain on his wrist, and patted the quilt a little discouraged.

There are many books on the bookcase, all kinds of books, but the most are professional books related to medicine.

When the clock on the wall pointed to six o'clock, Nie Changsheng heard movement downstairs. He leaned on the window and looked down. The two burly bodyguards who were standing at the door disappeared. It was obviously Zhuang Lingxiao who had returned. The work is also done, you can get off work.

Sure enough, not long after, Zhuang Lingxiao pushed the door open and entered the bedroom. He walked in a hurry and was still breathing. When he saw Nie Changsheng obediently standing in the room waiting for him to come back, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised the bag in his hand. Fruits, said with a smile: "Brother, these are rare fruits in our country, let's try them together."

It was indeed the first time for Nie Changsheng to see these fruits. He weighed them in his hands curiously, and asked their names and what kind of fruit they were. Zhuang Lingxiao had a sullen face and couldn't answer anything.

However, it did not prevent them from tasting these fruit heads of different shapes together.

A week passed in such a silent manner, then half a month, three weeks...

Doing the same thing every day, talking endlessly, sometimes discussing what to eat, and then talking about the case I read in the next sentence, and then arguing, and finally going to bed, shaking the bed Falling apart.

The lingering lingering death, the never-ending desire, just want to integrate the other party into the depths of one's blood, even if there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, they can no longer separate each other.

Zhuang Lingxiao seldom leaves this house, about once a week, and every time he waits for Nie Changsheng to take a nap before he leaves quietly. Just like the last time, he will come back in the evening under the dim sunset, like a person returning to his nest Like Asuka, he never stayed outside for a second at night, and then he would unlock Nie Changsheng's lock, and the two of them would cook dinner together and sleep in each other's arms at night.

On this day, when Nie Changsheng woke up from a nap, Zhuang Lingxiao was not in the bedroom. He would usually sit on the floor and type on his notebook, but sometimes he would lie beside Nie Changsheng and take a nap with Nie Changsheng's arms around him.

He vaguely heard a voice coming from the living room. There were only two of them in this room. It seemed that Zhuang Lingxiao was talking to someone, or was talking to someone.