just stick to you

He hated Ming Ziqiao's attitude of turning a blind eye to him. This kind of silent arrogance challenged the limit of his patience. He didn't like this feeling at all.

Sure enough, just like the reaction these days, no matter what he said, Ming Ziqiao didn't respond, not even a hmm.

"Did you even hear that?" What?Hurry up and go back, I'm still happy and relaxed, Mingrui opened the closet and took out the bedding, and started to make the floor.

It was also because he changed the angle that he saw the earphones stuffed in Ming Ziqiao's ears.

"I told you, to, to, to, to, to, to, yet?!" Mingrui couldn't bear it anymore, threw away the half-made quilt, approached Mingzi Qiao and pulled off his earphones, growling in a low voice.

Ming Ziqiao shrugged her shoulders in fright at his sudden attack, but she moved back to the table within less than a second of looking over her eyes.

He pulled back the two pearly white earphones and stuffed them into his ears again.

"Ming Ziqiao, it's been a few days, you're going to be so crazy, when will you be so crazy?" Mingrui talked again, and yelled again, all he was thinking now was whether he should spank this guy's ass again!

Delicate fingers with many small scars reached out to the chest of the unbuttoned shirt, opened the MP[-] sandwiched in the middle buttonhole, and put it on the table. Ming Ziqiao didn't even notice Mingrui's chair and got up, turned around and walked out door.

Mingrui took a deep breath and held back, rationally asking him not to grab him and let him go, maybe Ming Ziqiao just had to go to the toilet when necessary, not deliberately avoiding him.

Throwing the two earphones on the table, Mingrui turned around and lay down on the floor.He tossed and turned ten times without sleepiness, restless like frying fish. When he heard the big clock in the living room downstairs rang twelve times, and the person who was supposed to go back to sleep still didn't come back, he immediately decided that if he taught Ming Ziqiao, who was not good, tonight , he will not call him by his name for the rest of his life, but only call him uncle!

"I'll just say it once, go to sleep!" This was not the first time Ming Ziqiao came down to sleep on the sofa in the living room late at night, but it was the first time Mingrui came down to interfere with him.

Ming Ziqiao was actually still asleep, but he closed his eyes tightly and did not move, pretending not to hear.

Just looking at the slightly fluttering eyelashes, Mingrui used his knees to figure out that Ming Ziqiao was not asleep at all. He stared fiercely at the upturned waist of the young man lying on his side with his back facing him, and repeatedly squeezed and relaxed his hands. Actions.

"You forced me, if you have the guts, just, don't, cry!" Mingrui put his hand on Ming Ziqiao's back at the same time he finished speaking, and raised his other hand high, pointing at Ming Ziqiao through Ming Ziqiao's coat. Push down on the buttocks with all the strength!

"Ah! Ahhh!" the silent awkward finally uttered, even though it was in pain, Mingrui also felt certain in his heart.

"Mingrui, let go!" The more Mingziqiao struggled, the harder Mingrui's hands became. Before even more than ten or twenty strokes, the squeamish young man sobbed.

"Why did you hit me, why?" Ming Ziqiao cried, his body twisted like a snake, Mingrui kept his hands down, thinking that it's okay, it should just be a simple temper tantrum, and he hasn't been autistic yet. When you get sick, you know how to call and protest when you are in pain, you should not need to see a psychiatrist.

"Woo, Mingrui, I hate you. I will move out tomorrow. No, I will move out later. I don't care about living with you. I don't care about living with you anymore, woo~ woo~~"

Ming Rui's strength was largely offset by the triple fabric through the coat and trousers, but Ming Ziqiao's heart was hurt, not his body.

Wanting to completely drive Mingrui out of his life has nothing to do with Mingrui's good or bad, because no matter what Mingrui does, he can attract his attention and he cares.

It's just that he figured it out, as long as he has everything he has, he doesn't want it anymore.

It's not that I don't want it, but that I can't get it, and I shouldn't want it!

"Move what?" Hearing that Ming Ziqiao dared to say that he would move out immediately, Mingrui couldn't stop his anger. "It's too quiet, I can't hear you. If you are a handle, just say it again!"

"I want to move out, I have to move out immediately, I don't want to live with you, even if I'm beaten to death, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, woo woo woo woo!"

"What are you crying for, a little brat? Cry softly!" Ming Ziqiao cries louder and louder. In the night, the ground is light, and a little sound can be heard far away. Mingrui doesn't want this awkward brat to disturb the elders or even the family. The peace of the neighbors on all four sides.

Hearing this, Ming Ziqiao stopped twisting, no longer struggled or spoke, and buried his face deeply into the sofa, very concentrated and depressing, devoting himself to his best weeping skills.

Seeing him like this, it was hard for Mingrui not to soften his heart.He stopped the punishment from Master Wuming, grabbed his thin shoulders, and without much effort, turned Ming Ziqiao's face towards him.

Feeling that there was light outside her eyelids, Ming Ziqiao not only closed her tear-drenched eyes even tighter, but also sucked and bit her lower lip, leaving only her nasal cavity and throat unable to shut her voice, leaking out the connotation of crying. sadness.

It's sadness, not reluctance, or grievance, Mingrui doesn't know why he can tell the difference, but only knows that the muscle in his heart has been stretched again.

"Ming Ziqiao, open your eyes and look at me, I have something to tell you." Mingrui tried his best to speak calmly, but even he could tell that his tone was a bit aggressive, which was not good.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

After waiting for half a minute, Ming Ziqiao still clenched her lower lip, making it clear that she didn't want to answer.

"You only live in your own world, have you thought about the people you live with?"

After waiting another half a minute, Ming Ziqiao's sobs gradually stopped, and there was no other change.

"When will you be able to learn to fit in and live in peace with others?"

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"...Don't worry about it." Originally, I wanted to say why you should even care about this, but I didn't want my ass to continue to suffer, Ming Ziqiao didn't dare to talk about Fengshen.

However, just these four words, still made Mingrui's voice rise!

"Do you think I'm a slut, and I'm happy to take care of a rotten person like you?" People who get angry because they care are irrational, and always use bad words to cover up their care, "If you don't want me to take care of you, why don't you Go back to the United States, and stay here to kill me?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mingrui immediately regretted it. Mingziqiao's reaction of shrinking his shoulders as if being pricked by a needle made his heart tighten even more, but what he said was indeed the truth, and he didn't want to apologize.

"...I know, I suck, so I try...not to mess with you, try to shrink myself, and don't let you feel my existence." Ming Ziqiao has no courage to open his eyes at all, and Ming Rui has touched him all All parts of his body made him feel very heavy and uncomfortable, "But, how did I provoke you tonight, you have to talk to me, have to pay attention to me? I didn't ask you to pay attention to me, I hid I went downstairs to sleep, you have to come down again to see me, woo!"

Ming Ziqiao spoke thickly and vaguely, and finally shouted a little loudly, Mingrui quickly covered his mouth, afraid that his grandparents would really be disturbed by him so that they would not be able to go downstairs.

Ming Ziqiao saw that Mingrui had stopped beating, and he still looked afraid of his publicity, so he didn't plan to hold back anymore, opened his eyes and moved his hands, and took off Mingrui's hand covering his mouth!

"If you don't want to wake up your grandpa and grandma, get out of here!" The thin hands and feet tried their best to push away the young man covering him, "Don't force me to yell!"

Ming Rui withdrew his hand, but still pressed on Ming Ziqiao's body. The meticulous young man always carried an indescribable fragrance. It seemed that he hadn't smelled it so close for a long time. The desire to smell it for a while, Make him reluctant to get up.

"You're deaf, I want you to get lost, didn't you hear?" Mingzi Qiao found out how many times Mingrui would look at him with such ambiguous eyes when he thought he hadn't noticed. Guess why he looks at him like this and what his intention is, but every time he goes to get close, he is always avoided or ignored by him. After a few times, he no longer wants to guess or know.

Anyway, even if you figure it out, so what?In the end, it probably wouldn't be possible to drive him away, so it's better not to know.

"Ming Ziqiao, I'm actually not. I don't mean that to you." The beautiful eyes were full of wariness and impatience towards him, and Mingrui would rather treat him with a smile in his memory. the facts before us.

"Enough, I know you don't mean anything, don't say any more, just get out!" No matter what you mean to me, I don't want to hear it. None left.

"Qiaoqiao, don't be like this..." The dark fragrance made Mingrui's brain function more and more slowly, and he no longer knew what he was talking about, what he was doing, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean it."

"Don't touch my face!" Mingrui's fingers were warm and dry, with thin hard calluses, fondling back and forth as if cherishing, sparks lit up everywhere on the cheeks and the bridge of the nose, which made Mingziqiao afraid of this feeling.

After being yelled at by Ming Ziqiao, Mingrui regained his sanity, quickly withdrew his hand again, even jumped up and stood aside, and stopped pressing down on the boy who protested against his touch.

Ming Ziqiao didn't say any more, didn't look at Mingrui, carefully walked around him and stood up from the sofa, hugged his coat and lowered his head, and ran upstairs in a hurry.

The young man who was hiding was in a hurry and embarrassed, and he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, but the young man who was hiding by him still noticed the pair of plush indoor slippers that the owner had forgotten beside the sofa, and not only brought them up for him. , and neatly placed beside the bed, there is no need to throw it away.

Seeing that Ming Ziqiao buried his head in the quilt, Mingrui was speechless, even though he felt that he still had a lot to talk to him, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't know where to start or how to say it.