……

Xiao Shuyuan turned Zheng Yao around and kissed his eyes face to face. It was an extremely gentle kiss.

Towards the end, Xiao Shuyuan kissed Zheng Yao's nose and the corners of his eyes, with a salty taste, and he asked tentatively, "Do it again?"

Zheng Yao knew the taste by eating the marrow, and nodded his head fascinated.

……

Xiao Shuyuan saw two blushes on Zheng Yao's face, he didn't ask the reason anymore, and closed the drawer again empty-handed.

With the previous experience, this time is like flowing water.

Taking advantage of Zheng Yao's confusion, Xiao Shuyuan asked him, "Why not?"

"I like..."

Back and forth until midnight, the two lay flat on the bed, Zheng Yao's head resting on Xiao Shuyuan's arm, breathing, Zheng Yao's frequency was more rapid.

"So you love to cry so much." Xiao Shuyuan turned his head and looked at Zheng Yao with pursed lips.

It was too late to speak, and in fact he didn't have much energy left to speak.

"When you receive the gift tomorrow, don't cry unhappily again."

"What, what?" Zheng Yao half-opened his eyes, his voice hoarse.

"You'll find out tomorrow."

Zheng Yao coughed twice, cleared his throat and wanted to get to the bottom of it. The next second, he felt his head was gently lifted and rested on the soft pillow, and then he felt a lightness on his side.Zheng Yao turned his head slightly, watching Xiao Shuyuan's every move intently.

The room as a whole was dim, with only one night light left. On the wall, Xiao Shuyuan was walking in front of Zheng Yao without a trace.

Zheng Yao watched him get out of bed, walked to the table, picked up the thermos and poured a cup of warm water into the glass.

Xiao Shuyuan didn't wear glasses, and the profile of his side face was clearly visible. The muscles of the arm holding the handle of the thermos cup were clearly defined, and the raised blood vessels on the back of his hand were also clearly visible.

It takes several seconds to fill the glass with water. During this process, everything is like pressing the slow-motion play button, and each frame is projected like a movie screen.

The water filled two-thirds of the glass. Xiao Shuyuan held the thermos with one hand and did not put it down. He picked up the glass with the other hand, raised his head slightly, and took a few sips of water.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down due to swallowing, Xiao Shuyuan maintained this posture, and drank the water in the glass in a few gulps.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down the fire in his heart, and continued to stare at Xiao Shuyuan.

No matter what Xiao Shuyuan said, being a teacher is not for nothing. He has eyes all over the front, back, left, and right sides. It is impossible not to notice the fiery eyes from Zheng Yao.

It's just that this time he made a mistake in his prediction and mistook Zheng Yao's heartbeat for him as a sign that Zheng Yao was waiting impatiently. He unconsciously quickened his movements, and then walked around the end of the bed and turned back to Zheng Yao's side.

"Drink of water."

Zheng Yao sat up from the bed, obediently took the cup from Xiao Shuyuan's hand.The moment the warm water poured into his throat, Zheng Yao felt a burst of coolness, and soon Zheng Yao drank a glass of water to the bottom.

Xiao Shuyuan put the empty glass on the bedside table, and hugged Zheng Yao in the posture of sitting up, "Go take a shower and sleep again."

Zheng Yao listened to his words, hugged his neck, and let Xiao Shuyuan carry him to the bathroom.

He really thought that what Xiao Shuyuan said was just a literal meaning, taking a bath is taking a bath.

Therefore, when the bathtub was filled with hot water and Zheng Yao was soaking comfortably in the water with Xiao Shuyuan, he squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling drowsy and attacking him.

In a daze, Zheng Yao felt the cold touch and trembled in Xiao Shuyuan's arms, "Huh?!"

The eyes full of confusion were caught by Xiao Shuyuan, "You don't want to ask, what am I doing?"

"What are you doing?"

"Clean it up for you, or you might have diarrhea."

Zheng Yao was alarmed, and subconsciously looked down at his stomach. Xiao Shuyuan's words probably acted as a hint. He felt that except for a thin layer of fat, his stomach seemed to be a little more bulge than before.

In an instant, Zheng Yao's ear tips were stained with a blush.

That mojito should have got him completely drunk.

Zheng Yao blushed, "I don't want to come again."

"Of course, I have to go to work tomorrow." Xiao Shuyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

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