Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

Rong Tingye opened the bottom hidden drawer of the cabinet.

A pair of pure gold shackles lay impressively inside.

It actually looks exactly the same as the pair of handcuffs in the dream just now!

The ink in Rong Tingye's eyes welled up.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the delicate anklets.

Rong Tingye's expression was very calm, as if he had repeated such actions more than once in other nights.

Only by rubbing this pair of anklets with chains can he calm himself down.

A voice in Rong Tingye's heart was clamoring——

Lock him up!Completely locked by your side.

Break off the nightingale's wings, imprison it in a cage made of pure gold, and let it sing only for itself.

In this way, Xia Xingqiao will never leave...

But another voice strongly objected: No, it will scare him.

These two different voices were like raging flames, setting Rong Tingye's heart on top of them and burning them non-stop.

Veins burst out again on the back of Rong Tingye's hand. He lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly in the shadows.

Until Xia Xingqiao's soft and doubtful voice came from behind, "...Doctor Rong?"

Xia Xingqiao suddenly couldn't feel the heat source around her in her sleep, and woke up in a daze after a while.

Hey... Where's Dr. Rong?

Xia Xingqiao couldn't help yawning. He sat up and rubbed his eyes with his hand.

By the moonlight, Xia Xingqiao vaguely saw Rong Tingye's back.

So Xia Xingqiao lifted the quilt and came out from the warm bed.

He didn't even look for his slippers, he just stepped on the floor in a pair of creamy white socks.

Xia Xingqiao walked towards Rong Tingye while rubbing her eyes, and called out in doubt: "...Doctor Rong?"

Hearing the sound of "Doctor Rong" who was still a little sticky because he just woke up, Rong Tingye came back to his senses.

He moved his fingers slightly, and just as he pushed the drawer back nonchalantly, he felt a weight on his back.

Rong Tingye was immediately enveloped by the unique fragrance of milk on the boy's body.

Rong Tingye's expression paused.

But Xia Xingqiao, who was lying on Rong Tingye's back, whose body was as soft as a puddle of milk, didn't notice it.

He put all his body weight on Rong Tingye's back, and stretched out his arms to hug Rong Tingye.

Xia Xingqiao, who was not yet sober, rubbed her face against Rong Tingye's back, her voice sounded coquettish, "...What are you doing?"

Rong Tingye supported him with his hands, for fear that Xia Xingqiao would fall to the ground.

"Nothing." Rong Tingye shook his head helplessly.

He didn't feel guilty about fooling the child at all, he only thought about how to coax Xia Xingqiao to bed again.

Unexpectedly, Xia Xingqiao shook her head, and she was not as sleepy as before, but gradually woke up.

He just saw it all.

Not knowing what she was thinking, Xia Xingqiao stood on tiptoe, stretched out her hand from Rong Tingye's back and reached for the drawer in front of them.

Rong Tingye's body stiffened for a moment, but he didn't stop Xia Xingqiao from moving.

When Xia Xingqiao opened the drawer and saw the pair of anklets with chains, his eyes widened.

He is not stupid, he naturally knows what this is.

"This is..." Xia Xingqiao's throat tightened, but he still didn't say the last half of the sentence.

He wanted to ask Rong Tingye, is this for him?

Even with the moonlight on her back, Xia Xingqiao seemed to see Rong Tingye's eyes clearly in the dim light.

He suddenly felt as if he had been hammered on his heart by something heavy.

How should I describe Rong Tingye's gaze at this time, paranoid, excited, and even the rare confusion in the deepest part.

His eyes were red, and he looked at Xia Xingqiao silently, as if saying: "Lock you up so that you will never leave me..."

Xia Xingqiao closed her eyes slightly.

He walked around in front of Rong Tingye, and also half-knelt down.

Xia Xingqiao stretched out her hand and hugged the man in front of her tightly, and when she opened it again, Xia Xingqiao only had firmness in her eyes.

"Alright, lock me up." Xia Xingqiao said softly.

The crisp sound of metal clashing sounded in the dimly lit room.

Unknowingly or intentionally, the curtains in the room were not drawn properly, and the clear moonlight poured in from the outside, as if something was reflecting the light.

It was a long chain.

It is not thick, but the rings are interlocking, and it is carefully crafted at first glance.

A piece of chain hung from the railing at the head of the bed.

On the other end was a pair of equally delicate anklets, which were fastened on Xia Xingqiao's slender ankles.

Xia Xingqiao's skin is very fair, but such a vulgar golden color looks very good on him, as if he bought gold jewelry from somewhere.

Afraid that the handcuffs would be too cold, Xia Xingqiao was still wearing the pair of milky white socks on her feet.

But everything else on him had already been thrown under the bed.

When Rong Tingye did these things, his movements were slow and methodical, with a gentle smile on his face.

It's hard to say whether he's mad or sane now.

But these are not important anymore. The moment Xia Xingqiao asked Rong Tingye to lock him up, he was ready to go crazy with him.

If Rong Tingye can be given a sense of security in this way...

That Xia Xingqiao was willing to sink with him.

The feet in white socks were raised high, like a poor sapling in a storm.

The saplings were swayed wildly by the strong wind amidst the tinkling of metal collisions, as if they were about to be ruthlessly broken in the middle in the next moment.

I don't know how long it took, the wind and rain finally stopped.

That foot kicked twice suddenly, then stretched straight.

But soon, before the little sapling could take a breath, a new round of violent storm hit him again.

When the sky clears up after the rain, it will already be three poles in the sun.

But Xia Xingqiao didn't wake up again until it got dark again.

He stared at the crystal chandelier, and suddenly felt a sense of time confusion.

Xia Xingqiao swallowed subconsciously.

It turns out... Doctor Rong was relatively restrained before...

Thinking of something, Xia Xingqiao's face gradually turned red.

He was shyly trying to get under the quilt, but Rong Tingye fished him out.

Xia Xingqiao: "..."

He was so sore that he couldn't lift his arms.

Xia Xingqiao could only snuggle into Rong Tingye's arms, drinking the water that Rong Tingye fed him in small sips.

The water is warm, and honey should be added in it, so it tastes just right.

Xia Xingqiao shook her head just after drinking half a glass and said no.

I saw Rong Tingye holding the water glass and drinking the rest of the water in a few sips.

This extremely natural movement made Xia Xingqiao's face blush again.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a touch of blue in Rong Tingye's eyes.

...didn't rest well last night?

Subconsciously, Xia Xingqiao wanted to raise her hand to touch Rong Tingye's eyes, but her arm felt sore.

He hissed lightly, and then Rong Tingye took his hand.

Rong Tingye held Xia Xingqiao's hand and gently placed it on his face.

Xia Xingqiao touched Rong Tingye's eyes distressedly, while Rong Tingye was watching him, neither of them spoke, enjoying the tenderness at this moment.

What Xia Xingqiao didn't expect was that Rong Tingye took off the chains on his feet three days later.

He couldn't help being stunned, and stared blankly at Rong Tingye.

Rong Tingye, on the other hand, knelt on one knee without hesitation, put Xia Xingqiao's foot on the bent leg, and gently rubbed Xia Xingqiao's ankle with his hand.

But in fact, Rong Tingye was worried that the handcuffs would be uncomfortable, so he kept wrapping them in soft cloth.

So Xia Xingqiao's ankles have not even been rubbed red for Xia Xingqiao, who is dressed in fine skin and tender flesh.

Seeing Xia Xingqiao's dazed look, Rong Tingye laughed softly.

"Come back to your senses, Jojo."

"Why?" Xia Xingqiao's voice was still hoarse, he looked down at Rong Tingye.

Rong Tingye stood up, "Am I going to lock you like this forever?"

Xia Xingqiao's eyes were sour, and her heart was even more sour.

He couldn't help but threw himself into Rong Tingye's arms, wrapping his hands around Rong Tingye's waist.

"I am willing to be locked by you forever, just by your side, not going anywhere."

The smile on Rong Tingye's face stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at Xia Xingqiao's fair nape exposed by the movement.

There are a few bright red hickeys on it.

And Xia Xingqiao was still trembling slightly holding her.

Rong Tingye's eyes darkened, and his voice was a little difficult, "Qiao Qiao."

Xia Xingqiao raised his head and saw Rong Tingye's eyes, as if he had been scalded, a tinge of red spread from Xia Xingqiao's ears.

He bit his lower lip, and buried his face deeper into Rong Tingye's arms.

"No, I don't want it..." Xia Xingqiao said with difficulty, "I really can't do it."

In some respects these days, they have no restraint at all.

Up to now, there is still a certain rotten smell in the room.

Xia Xingqiao felt that she was too young, and her body was going to be overwhelmed...

Seeing that Xia Xingqiao's neck was turning red with embarrassment, Rong Tingye smiled softly.

"Who said what I'm going to do, so Jojo's little head is thinking about all these things?"

Xia Xingqiao: "...!"

After all, who on earth is full of such things! QAQ!

Xia Xingqiao suddenly raised her head, and stared at Rong Tingye accusingly: "You, don't laugh! I... um!"

Before he finished speaking, Rong Tingye kissed him.

The kiss made Xia Xingqiao dizzy, and she could only lean against Rong Tingye's arms panting.

"I love you, Qiao Qiao." Rong Tingye said suddenly.

Xia Xingqiao leaned against Rong Tingye's chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

"I love you too."

Xia Xingqiao grabbed Rong Tingye's skirt and fell backwards.

Rong Tingye also took advantage of the situation and was "pulled" by Xia Xingqiao to fall on the bed.

"Come to sleep."

"..."

Rong Tingye looked at Xia Xingqiao and raised his eyebrows slowly.

Xia Xingqiao: "...I mean I'm sleepy, sleep with me for a while!"

When Rong Tingye's breathing calmed down beside him, Xia Xingqiao secretly opened his eyes.

He lightly poked the blue color in Rong Tingye's eyes with his fingertips, feeling very distressed.

Xia Xingqiao knew that Rong Tingye had hardly slept in the past few days, and always watched Xia Xingqiao silently when he fell asleep.

It was as if Xia Xingqiao would disappear out of thin air as soon as she opened her eyes.

Xia Xingqiao sighed softly, he leaned forward and kissed Rong Tingye's chin.

Then Xia Xingqiao burrowed into Rong Tingye's arms and closed her eyes.

Just when Xia Xingqiao was about to fall asleep, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The 911 system is attempting to reconnect..."