Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

After dinner, Ying Huan and Xin Tang washed the dishes together. Originally, Xin Tang planned to do it alone, but Ying Huan insisted on squeezing in to help him. After Xin Tang cleaned it, Ying Huan wiped the water with a towel. Put it back in the cupboard.

After the last bowl was cleaned, Ying Huan pulled Xin Tang's hand over and wiped off the water bit by bit, not sparing even the crevices of his fingers.

Xin Tang felt a little uncomfortable, but unfortunately, if what happened in the morning hadn't happened, he should have enjoyed Ying Huan's meticulous hand-cleaning service, huh.

After wiping his hands, Ying Huan casually put the towel on the rack, and patted Xin Tang's butt politely, "Hey, it's getting late, go take a shower."

Xin Tang only hated himself for not reacting fast enough, and only reacted to avoid it after being photographed. He took back his hand covering his buttocks in hatred, and deliberately glanced at Ying Huan's lower body with ulterior motives. Authentic: "You should go first, don't hold back."

Ying Huan was not angry at all: "Okay."

Xin Tang couldn't help baring his teeth, and didn't know what kind of squeeze could make Ying Huan change his face.

While Ying Huan was taking a shower, Xin Tang was lying on the sofa outside reading a novel.

At first, he couldn't help but secretly listened to the sound from the bathroom, wondering if Ying Huan would type it out by himself, but after listening for a long time, there was only the sound of water, but the novel in his hand was so damn interesting, Xin Tang was very happy. Falling fast, immersed in the story wholeheartedly.

This is an endless stream of horror novels, the pace is fast, and two people died without reading two pages.

When seeing the death of the third person, the male lead observes the death scene, notices the dripping faucet, and seems to suddenly think of something——

"Slap!" A drop of water suddenly splashed on his hand.

"what!!"

Shocked, Xin Tang threw the book out, and caught it firmly with a steamy hand.

He followed his hand to look, wasn't it Ying Huan after taking a shower?

I don't know when Ying Huan came out, but standing behind him, the water dripped down the tip of his hair and hit the back of his hand.

"What are you doing! Scared me to death!"

Ying Huan flipped through the cover of the book. It turned out to be an endless horror novel, so she knew it.

"I called you. If you didn't respond, just come and have a look. I didn't expect to scare you. I'm sorry."

"What did you call me for?"

"Go take a shower, it's getting late."

Xin Tang glanced at the wall clock and realized that it was only ten minutes before Ying Huan entered the bathroom. He was a little surprised: "Why are you so fast?"

Ying Huan raised her eyebrows, "It's just a shower, how long will it take?"

Xin Tang opened his mouth, but swallowed back the questioning words, always feeling that nothing good would come out of them.

He carried his pajamas into the bathroom, couldn't wait to look here, touch there, and wrinkled his nose to smell everywhere, trying to find some traces. After all, it only took about ten minutes to take a bath, so it was funny to think about it.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, I still couldn't find anything.

Is it because Ying Huan really didn't do it?Or did he clean up too cleanly?

But no matter how clean it is, it doesn't have any smell, right?

Could it be that Ying Huan really didn't do it?

No way, in his state today, can he really sleep without messing around?

"Tangtang, what are you looking for?" Ying Huan's voice suddenly came from behind.

Shocked, Xin Tang hurriedly turned around and found that he had forgotten to close the door just now, and Ying Huan was leaning against the door at this moment, maybe he saw all his actions just now!

Quick, give him a spaceship, he will escape this planet overnight!

Ying Huan pursed her lips, and said slowly, "You are so curious, why don't you come and ask me, my husband must know everything, and I can talk endlessly."

Xin Tang's face was slumped, he was so embarrassed that he wished he could rise to heaven, and he couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal, let alone find any excuses to prevaricate.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ying Huan continued to ask: "Still smelling it everywhere, are you curious about the smell?"

Xin Tang has no doubts, if he doesn't refute, Ying Huan will find a way to let him smell it!

"No, I'm not curious..." Xin Tang replied dryly.

"It doesn't matter, no matter what Tangtang wants, my husband will find a way to satisfy Tangtang."

Xin Tang was so ashamed and angry: "I want to take a bath most now."

"Do you need help?"

"unnecessary."

"Okay," Ying Huan shrugged regretfully, but the smile in his eyes showed that he was actually in a good mood, "Call me if you need anything."

"understood."

After finally sending away Ying Huan, the god of plague, Xin Tang didn't care about looking for any evidence, so he hurriedly took a battle bath.

Standing at the door was to cheer himself up, and to hypnotize himself to forget what happened just now. After a while, Xin Tang mustered up the courage to walk out of the bathroom.

Fortunately, Ying Huan didn't intentionally bring up what happened just now, but just pointed at the hair dryer beside him and called Xin Tang over.

Xin Tang breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to Ying Huan's side with a little flattery.

Ying Huan pressed him on the carpet, sat on the edge of the bed behind him and dried his hair.

Xin Tang's hair was short, and it dried in a short time. Ying Huan patted his arm: "It's done."

As if he had received some order, Xin Tang quickly stood up and climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.

"Are you asleep?" Ying Huan asked.

Xin Tang nestled under the quilt, his voice sounded a bit muffled: "Yes."

"It's not even ten o'clock, can you sleep?"

"I can sleep."

"But I can't sleep."

"Don't you have a book?"

"I don't want to read, I've been reading documents for a day, and my eyes hurt."

"Then you still have two bedtime reading books beside the bed?"

"Because Tangtang would read to me before."

Xin Tang moved his ears, still a little skeptical, "Really?"

"real."

After all, Ying Huan sighed softly, very softly, almost inaudible if you didn't listen carefully, but it was so heavy that Xintang couldn't breathe.

Xin Tang immediately believed most of them. He used to love Ying Huan so much, and it was really possible for him to do such a stupid thing as helping him study at night.

He turned over irritably, looked at Ying Huan with only a pair of eyes exposed from the quilt, and found that Ying Huan's eyes were indeed heavily red, and his heart was even more wavering.

"It's okay if I read to you...you have to answer a question for me."

Ying Huan patted Xintang's forehead, "Except for the question about the mirror, you can ask any questions without negotiating conditions."

His tenderness seemed to be full of sadness that Xin Tang could not understand, and it made Xin Tang flustered countless times more than the previous frivolous and lazy flirting.

"I didn't want to negotiate terms with you!" Xin Tang tore off the quilt at once, and hurriedly explained to Ying Huan: "I didn't mean that, I just said it casually! I am, I am..."

Ying Huan looked at Xin Tang quietly, waiting patiently for his explanation.

Xin Tang's face turned red from holding back, and he finally had to break the jar and shout loudly: "It's not all because of you bullying me all the time, I just want... just want to bully me back, it's really meaningless, don't go Go with your heart."

Ying Huan half-closed his eyes, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes, "Do you hate me like this?"

"No, I just feel embarrassed. You didn't really do anything to me, I, I know, you are very good to me."

Xin Tang lifted the quilt and threw herself on Ying Huan, "Don't be angry, I like you very much, really! If I hated you, I wouldn't let you kiss me casually, I..."

Having said that, Xin Tang paused, and as if Ren Du's veins had been opened suddenly, he put his arms around Ying Huan's neck and kissed her.

Ying Huan held down his neck, no matter how hard he tried, he could only kiss Ying Huan's chin and neck.

Xin Tang was a little anxious, thinking that Ying Huan was really angry, sobbing and almost crying.

Ying Huan raised his chin, wiped away his tears, and said helplessly, "I don't want this..."

"Did I do something wrong again? Did I make you angry again?"

"No...you don't have to think of ways to please me, I don't want to be angry with you."

Xin Tang felt even more guilty all of a sudden, "I really didn't mean it just now, I just said it casually!"

"It's okay, did I scare you?"

Just scared to death, okay? !

But Xin Tang didn't have the face to say such a thing, and neither did Ying Huan, he was about to cry in fright, how embarrassing it was to say it!

"No, no, I'm just afraid that you will be sad."

"I was really a little sad just now."

"Then don't be sad, can I read to you?"

Xin Tang looked at Ying Huan eagerly, and noticed that Ying Huan's Adam's apple rolled slightly. The next second, he heard Ying Huan answer in a low voice, "Okay."

Xin Tang didn't realize that he was being manipulated to death. Hearing that Ying Huan agreed, he didn't get angry when he rounded it up. Why would he think so much? He took the book and turned to the page with the bookmark, and asked Knowing where Ying Huan read last time, she quickly started reading quietly.

Ying Huan looked down at Xin Tang who was reading for him, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, she didn't look half lost before.

So cute, he thought, and so deceitful, he couldn't help but want to swallow him in one gulp.

After reading for more than half an hour, Xin Tang's mouth became parched, so Ying Huan poured Xin Tang a glass of water.

"It's almost done, moisten your throat and get ready for bed."

Xin Tang was still holding the book in his hand, so he half-kneeled on the bed and gurgled water while holding Ying Huan's hand, his posture was so cute as hell.

Ying Huan deliberately raised her wrist, Xin Tang couldn't swallow, the excess water slid down her chin into her neck, and finally disappeared in her dark blue collar.

The glass of water finally bottomed out, and before Xin Tang had time to wipe off the water on his body, Ying Huan had already leaned over and kissed her, following the water trail, all the way to her neck and chest.

Xin Tang couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot now, and wanted to avoid Ying Huan, but unconsciously puffed up his chest, chasing the itchy pleasure brought by Ying Huan.

The panting became more and more serious, until Ying Huan opened his sharp teeth and grabbed his throat, Xin Tang froze and held his breath involuntarily.

Regardless of his stiffness, Ying Huan bit down hard, leaving clear teeth marks.

Xin Tang trembled with pain, and pressed Ying Huan's shoulder to push him away.

Ying Huan didn't move, gasping for breath against the bloody bite marks on his lips. After a long while, he straightened his expression and raised his head. He covered Xin Tang's eyes with one hand, and pulled Xin Tang's torn collar with the other hand. went back.

"Hey, go to sleep."