Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

"Then don't leave."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Ci could no longer restrain himself from kissing.

Qi Song's hands also gradually tightened around his neck, devoting himself to it.

Qi Song felt that his body was exuding bursts of heat, and the man couldn't help but hugged his body tightly.

Qi Song had already planned everything, but now he is getting deeper and deeper.

He once thought that after a few years, he would marry and have children like ordinary people, fulfill the responsibilities of life, and live the long decades of life again, until he gradually came to the end of his life, and this life would just pass by like that.

It's just... He never thought that this turning point in his life would actually come here. This was an experience he couldn't even imagine, and perhaps no one else would have thought of such an experience.

Qi Song also noticed that the eyes that could vaguely see his own shadow gradually took on a different color.

Qi Song felt his body getting lighter and lighter.

Shen Ci's coat fell to the ground at some point, and the atmosphere at this moment became extremely charming. When the two of them were almost unable to hold the line of defense, Shen Ci's movements suddenly stopped, and he pushed Qi Song away. , staring at him blankly.

The air also became quiet in an instant, and the two looked at each other quietly, Qi Song was panting one after another, his cheeks were blushing, and he looked at Shen Ci for some unknown reason.

"what happened?"

Shen Ci looked at him quietly for a long time, a thought that Qi Song didn't understand flashed quickly in his eyes, "Why don't we forget it."

"Why?" Shen Ci was interrupted by Qi Song before he finished speaking.

Shen Ci lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, "I'm a little tired today."

Qi Song said calmly, "Really? Do you really think so?"

"Hmm." Shen Ci turned his gaze to the side as he spoke, as if he was afraid that Qi Song would see into his thoughts.

"Do you know what I mean, or are you dodging?" Qi Song asked directly.

Such a temptation made Shen Ci veto almost subconsciously: "It's not like that, you know, I love you very much."

"But... I can't feel it." Qi Song looked at him with a disappointed expression.

Shen Ci stared at these eyes quietly, with loss, expectation, and various emotions intertwined, as if pulling him step by step. When facing him, his willpower was uncontrollably slack , but he is still guiding step by step.

"I do not want to hurt you."

When Shen Ci said these words, his cheeks blushed unconsciously.

Qi Song grabbed his shirt collar, pulled him in front of him, stared straight at his face, and slowly said a few words, "This is not hurt."

This may be the most proactive time Qi Song has ever done in his life. He has already put down his old face and is ready to fight.

Qi Song watched him carefully, not letting go of every subtle expression on his face.

Qi Song leaned forward slowly, getting close to his body, at such a close distance, Qi Song could clearly see his fine hairs that stood up instantly, and his eyelashes that trembled a few times imperceptibly, and could feel that at this moment Shen Ci was also extremely nervous.

In the next moment, Qi Song's body was hugged.

The two faced each other, Qi Song grabbed his neck and hung on his body like this, the person in front of him seemed to have magic power, and he was more and more unable to restrain his emotions when he was attracted.