Sinking Island

After hearing about the ambiguity between Ming Cizhuo and another girl, Xia Jinteng realized that the fermentation and growth of the matter would remain unchanged in the vacuum environment unless he deliberately ignored it. On Ming Cizhuo's birthday, friends gathered downstairs to celebrate his birthday, making a lot of noise. He was lying on the sofa to take a nap. His short black hair was wet before he had time to dry it, and a corner of his thin T-shirt was lifted up to reveal his beautiful waistline. She slowly moved to the sofa and sat down. The weak warm light of the aromatherapy lamp illuminated his clear and cold white side face. His long eyelashes glowed with an inviolable coldness. She whispered, "You like her." "Which she." The voice was full of tiredness, and Ming Ci was so sleepy that he didn't even bother to open his eyelids. "You didn't sleep..." "Can you sleep with people staring at you like this?" Xia Jinteng turned her face away, and was suddenly held down by a slender hand. Ming Cizhuo gently pressed her chin, leaning down to stare at her cheek, "Who are you talking about? Who do I like?" Maybe it was because he had drunk some wine, or maybe he was tired from the busy schedule for the past few days, so Ming Cizhuo's voice was lower than usual, with a lazy and confusing tone. For a moment, Xia Jinteng heard herself asking: "... If I kiss you suddenly, will you be angry?" The room was very quiet. The steam from the aromatherapy lamp and the sound of clear water made Xia Jinteng's fingertips tingle and her heart about to jump out of her throat. The dark eyes were as cold as a deep pool, and Ming Ci smiled brightly. "Yes." - Pre-collection of "Waiting for His Fever to Go Down" - After reorganizing the family, Ying Jia had a younger brother who was one year younger. Ying Jia disinfected him gently, and when the cotton swab touched the wound, he subconsciously tensed his muscles. The young man lowered his eyelashes and pursed his thin lips. Ying Jia felt sorry for him, wrapped the bandage, opened her arms and hugged him, "We will be a family." She was so immersed in her heartache that she didn't see the boy's Adam's apple rolling up and down, his eyes getting darker, and the hand around her waist trembling with excitement, like a greedy snake, looking forward to plundering every inch of delicious food. - As a family, the promises are impeccable. He is more like an older brother than a younger brother. He takes meticulous care of him, protects him at all times, chases away drunk debt collectors, and handles troublesome situations. He is careful, patient, and perfect. Ying Jia was moved, confessed her love, and went to his room late at night to be with him behind her parents' back. - He became more and more clingy, looking for opportunities to touch each other skin-to-skin. The touch of his fingertips brought scorching heat, which became repeated red marks on her waist. His need for her was frequent and intense, pressing his wrists with irresistible force, kissing passionately and licking the side of her neck, like a wild beast marking its possession. Ying Jia was scared and cautiously proposed that she wanted to return to the original relationship between brother and sister. I promise to look at her quietly and smile. Ying Jia thought that was the end of the matter, but who knew that Yan Xu was even sicker than she thought. Intention: Love life and be positive