Don't pick up snake eggs in the wild

Sighing, Lin Xing stroked the body of the green snake.

"Change back."

The little snake obediently jumped off his hand and turned into a dirty boy. Although the boy was dirty, his eyes were still bright looking at Lin Xing.

"How did you make it like this?"

Jimo pinched his fingers aggrievedly: "I slept in the flower bed last night."

Lin Xing thought that he just saw the square full of old people, and it seemed that there was a small flower bed there.

"How did you get to such a miserable situation? Aren't you a goblin?"

"Monsters can't use spells casually!" Jimo was about to cry aggrieved, "Besides, I don't know what an ID card looks like..."

This is—a monster killed by an ID card?Lin Xing rubbed the forehead that started to hurt: "You can come to me."

"I don't know where you are!" Jimo burst into tears. "They brought me here. I still can't find a place to sleep at night. I stared blankly at the big sign in the square before I knew you were going to hold an art exhibition here tomorrow."

Lin Xing distressedly picked up a paper towel and wiped Jimo's face like a little cat. Because of crying, the dirty and unrecognizable face's eyes became more moist and radiant.

"You found me now." Seeing that Jimo couldn't stop crying, Lin Xing had no choice but to drag him into the bathroom to clean up his personal hygiene, and talk about other topics about grievances later, and it's best to forget them all.

Lin Xing put away the warm water and told Jimo that the towels and shower gel were ready to go out.

Seeing this, Jimo cried again: "You don't love me anymore! You used to help me take a bath! Now I have to do it myself!"

"You are not young now."

"I was not young before!"

With a cold face, Lin Xing couldn't refute, so he had to reach out to Jimo's collar, and began to unbutton it with great difficulty. Looking at the half-revealed figure of the boy in front of him, the emotion he had endured for five years spewed out again.

Jimo pouted and sank himself into the warm water of the bath, his eyes still fixed on Lin Xing, afraid that he would run away while he was not paying attention.

The scene was a little awkward.

"Why are you back again?"

"Repay!"

How is it to repay the favor again.

"What kind of favor? I didn't save you this time."

"You don't want me!" Jimo cried loudly in the bathtub, "I knew you didn't want me!"

"Don't make trouble." Lin Xing took Jimo's exposed hand, and Jimo immediately switched feet and kicked in the water, and Lin Xing was soaked all over.Seeing that pulling his hands didn't work, Lin Xing hugged Jimo, who was 'jumping alive'.

"I don't want you."

"Then you keep asking me why I came back and what I do..." Jimo rested his head on Lin Xing's neck. "I miss you."

"...um." I miss you too.

"Lin Xing!" Jimo stirred up several water splashes in the bathtub again, "Shouldn't you be moved!"

Lin Xing ignored Jimo's words, cleaned up the boy in the bathtub, directly propped up his body so that he was so naked against his body, hugged Jimo out of the bathroom, and put him on the bed.

"Don't make trouble anymore." Lin Xing said softly as she stroked his long hair back then.

Jimo stretched out his arms to hug Lin Xing, and they both fell into the bed.

"I didn't intend to make trouble with you when I came back this time!"

Jimo held down Lin Xing, and kissed Lin Xing's thin lips with his pink lips. It was a real kiss between them, which was different from artificial respiration in the past.

After the kiss was over, Jimo raised his head and looked at Lin Xing angrily: "You like me, and I like you too. There's nothing wrong with us being together!"

"Is it interesting for you to keep rejecting me like this!"

"My master said, you are my love. Unless you die, my love will always exist. I will never be able to practice with peace of mind. I can't kill you, so I will always be by your side."

"You are a snake, I am a man." When I am old, you will still be so pure and innocent.

Jimo's head rested on Lin Xing's forehead, and the two looked at each other, "So what! I've got you."

"you--"

"I have a correct view on love, I do!" Jimo bit Lin Xing's mouth unhappily, and cursed vaguely, "After thinking about it for 5 years, if I still can't think of it before you framed me, I will really love you." It's stupid!"

Before he finished venting, Jimo was pushed under him and turned his back on the guest.He opened his mouth in a daze to ask for anything from the person on him, and at some point the two of them were already naked facing each other.

Panting heavily, Lin Xing bit out a series of red marks on the neck of the boy below him: "Actually, I want to say that you have finally enlightened." If you are not afraid of being alone after I die, then what fear do I have?

The boy's body was quickly filled with pink, and the two spots on his chest became more and more beautiful, waiting for someone to pick them.His eyes were blurred and he rubbed his soft body against the person next to him out of instinct, but he still felt a little dry, so he raised his chin to kiss Lin Xingsuo.Lin Xing's left hand slowly slid down, stroking every inch of Jimo's body.

The temperature in the room rose instantly, and Jimo was kissed mistyly. He felt that only the person on his body could cool him down. He tried his best to get closer to Lin Xing so that there was no gap between them, but he still felt that something was missing. He kept kneading the skin under his body until the pure white was stained with his own red. His leg was stuck between Jimo's legs, full of possessiveness——

Nothing to say all night. [Thank you for not hitting!

In the morning, the sun shone on the sleeping boy, and the boy rolled over impatiently, with spots of red strawberry marks on his snow-white skin.He rubbed his long hair that was messed up all night, looked around in a daze, and saw Lin Xing who was quietly getting up beside him, and a hungry wolf pounced on him and pressed him down.

"Where are you going!"

Stabilizing his body that was about to fall backwards, Lin Xing kissed Jimo's cheek, and replied lightly: "The painting is unfolding today, I'm going there to have a look."

"I'm going too! What if you run away after eating like a scumbag!" Jimo refused to let go.

Lin Xing's cold face twitched, and Lin Xing silently threw the remote control beside the bed under the bed: "From now on, watch less TV dramas."

Jimo's eyes were dim with tears, and he looked at Lin Xing with flickering eyes.

Nodding helplessly, Jimo quickly raised his upper body and hugged Lin Xing, and suddenly blushed, as if something was flowing out from under his body, apparently Lin Xing also saw this scene, and resignedly picked him up and walked to the bathroom.

Surrounded by flashing lights, Jimo felt that he could see the stars at night with both eyes. He held on to the confident and indifferent man in front of him, shook his head and insisted on following him.

Lin Xing led Jimo all the way into a private room surrounded by glass walls without a word. After Jimo settled down, he brought him a glass of warm water, and then walked out of the room, where Jimo could see him, and sat in the crowd .

It was just such a little movement, even the two of them didn't say a few words, but Jimo still felt very warm. The man looked up at him from time to time, and he smiled back, which was enough.

The author has something to say: Liberate Papapa soon! !