MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 65 What about sugar? (two more)

Xia Zhinian's fingertips shook violently, his heart constricted violently, his eyes flashed with astonishment, and he looked at him in amazement and in a daze.

What is he saying?

The fishy and sweet taste still lingered in his mouth, Xia Zhinian's eyelashes trembled, and he quickly grabbed his wrist.

"Yan Ci... are you crazy?!"

He hastily pulled out a tissue to wipe Yan Ci's fingers, his heart pounding.

Yan Ci smiled lightly, the corners of his lips curled loosely, and his voice was actually kind of gentle.

"Hey, you know, I have a black heart, and I have black sesame glutinous rice balls."

"I've always been crazy, haven't I."

Xia Zhi felt chills down his spine, opened his eyes wide, and realized for the first time that Yan Ci's paranoid and possessive desire for him might be more terrifying than he thought.

The doctor will arrive soon, Xia Zhinian looked at Yan Ci, a little flustered, his heart was beating extremely hard, he was pressed to sit on the bed, his eyes were round.

Yan resigned and took a short-sleeved pajamas, approached, leaned over, grabbed the hem of the boy's clothes with his slender fingertips, and pulled it up.

"??"

Xia Zhinian was flustered, not knowing what to do, instinctively grabbed the hem of his clothes, and murmured softly, "Yan Ci..."

"obedient."

Yan Ci raised his hand to touch his face, his face was still gentle, but his smile was slightly uncontrollable, "It's inconvenient to get an injection with a long sleeve, change it."

Xia Zhinian still instinctively tugged, Yan Ci tilted his head, he seemed to be smiling but not a gentle smile, but his movements were irresistible and he directly took off the clothes from the boy.

The young man was slender, with delicate and clear clavicles, and his whole body was delicate and white, and he fell into the wind emptyly, trembling slightly.

Yan Ci gently put on the short-sleeved pajamas for him.

Along the open window, there was the sound of a car approaching quickly, and Yan Ci remotely opened the door.

The doctor followed Qin Xu up quickly, and without a word, took out the injection that still met the refrigeration temperature.

"Who was caught by the cat?"

Yan Ci carried the boy over, and flipped up the short sleeves, exposing the triangle area of ​​the upper arm.

Xia Zhinian's head was in a mess, when he saw the doctor approaching, the sharp needle tip reflected cold light, and he instinctively wanted to hide.

The waist tightened, and the whole person lost control, and was hugged by Yan Ci on his lap.

"Yan Ci, I don't..."

Xia Zhinian uttered intermittently, with tears in his eyes, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.

Looking at Yan Ci's **** fingers, he trembled slightly for a moment, and said nothing.

The doctor quickly inserted the needle.

Intramuscular injections are more painful than intravenous injections. Xia Zhinian is used to staring at the needle tip, watching the cold sharp weapon sink into the body, and then withdraw it, leaving a line of blood.

Yan Ci quickly took over the hemostatic cotton swab and pressed it for him.

The doctor ordered a few precautions, turned around to leave, Xia Zhinian opened his eyes wide, and said anxiously: "Wait a minute, Yan Ci, you haven't hit yet."

"I'll call in twenty-four hours."

"Yan Ci!"

Xia Zhinian raised her voice a little.

Yan Ci gave the doctor a signal, and he left quickly. His expression was flat, even smiling, gentle and calm.

"Hey, I have to be like you, that's the best match, isn't it?"

"you…!"

madman.

Xia Zhinian was startled, her heart was beating wildly, she wanted to get up and call the doctor back, but Yan Ci easily held him down, the sound of a car starting from downstairs outside the window disappeared quickly and left.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round, he couldn't recover, and looked back at Yan Ci.

The pinhole was not allowed to touch the water for 24 hours. Yan Ci pressed him for a while, threw away the cotton swab, and treated the wound on his arm from being scratched by the cat. He came back and lay down with the boy in his arms.

Xia Zhinian's body was a little stiff, he stared at him blankly, his eyes were a little dazed, and he was turned sideways into his arms.

The scorching heat enveloped him, and an arm hung around his waist, pressing down on his arm that received the injection.

He was bound and unable to move.

Yan Ci seemed to be okay, smiled softly, touched his head, "Go to sleep, good night."

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Depend on.

... so crazy.

Xia Zhinian was dizzy all night, and couldn't sleep well, maybe because he was flustered and a little anxious, he had a severe toothache in the middle of the night, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy all night.

When he opened his eyes in the morning, he saw Yan Ci sitting in front of him, holding a small spoon in his hand, about to feed water into his mouth.

"Woke up."

Yan Ci patted his forehead, his voice was very soft, "Good boy, the side effects of the vaccine, I have a low fever at night."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

No wonder I can't wake up.

Xia Zhinian pursed her lips, moist and not dry, she tried to sit up with her arms propped up.

With a hand on his shoulder, his body was weak and he was easily pushed back.

"Why?"

Yan Ci patted his head, "On Saturday, you don't need to get up, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"I'll wash up." Xia Zhinian was fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke, his throat was dry and his throat was burning with heat.

Yan Ci put down the water glass and spoon, picked up the boy's limp and warm body, wrapped him in a coat, "I'll carry you."

Xia Zhinian: "???"

Xia Zhinian flat-mouthed, very speechless, patted his waist and arms, "I just have a low fever, not disabled."

He got up by himself, came back after washing up, his head was finally sober after a night of chaos, looked at the calm and calm Yan Ci, sighed softly, and tugged at his sleeve.

"Yan Ci, since there will be no classes this weekend, you go...get the vaccine."

If he is really infected with rabies, then his saliva will also carry the virus, and Yan Ci has a wound on his hand...

"Call again after twenty-four hours at night." The boy was calm and gentle.

"Yan Ci." Xia Zhinian pursed her lips and pulled his sleeve.

"No."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhi was old, and he was also pawed by cats in his last life. Lin Qing accompanied him to get vaccinated, but found out that he was allergic, so he didn't get vaccinated. Fortunately, nothing happened in the end.

But what if Yan Ci has any accident because of him this time...

Rabies is a mortal disease.

Xia Zhinian's eyes were round and round, he pursed his lips tightly, and softened his voice, "You go, or we will have to miss the vaccination one day, what a trouble."

It's really strange that other people meet to eat and play games, and they meet to fight rabies.

Yan Ci still simply said two words, "I won't go."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhi was old and listless, "Then how can you go?"

Yan Ci sat on the sofa, looked at the young man standing in front of him, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and suddenly pulled the skirt of his chest.

"Good boy."

Xia Zhinian was pulled by him to bend down, the boy in front of him had a clear and pleasant smile, as if he had a good temper, but his tone was harsh and obscure.

"Remember, if I have something to do, it must have something to do with you."

Yan Ci pinched his face gently, with a terrifying smile in his black eyes, and said softly, "In this way, you will forever imprint me in your heart and never forget it."

Facing those dark eyes, Xia Zhinian was hairy on the back of his neck, his heart was beating chaotically, and his eyes were round.

The black sesame glutinous rice **** are simply crazy.

...But is he scared of it?

Like, no.

"Yan Ci."

The boy's voice was soft, clean and pure, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said slowly—

"It's okay, you're already here."

Positioned with an unknown identity, unknown when and where, seared into every inch of flesh and bone.

He sighed softly, leaned over, and slowly leaned into his arms.

"I will always remember Yan Ci and you."

"Until death irresistible erases my memory."

Xia Zhinian talked and talked, and used all kinds of methods, but Yan didn't get the vaccine within 24 hours at the end of his resignation.

He was a little depressed. There were many reasons why he didn't want to get vaccinated, but Yan Ci... just because his first injection was overdue, he insisted on breaking his hand and dragging on for 24 hours without getting vaccinated.

Black sesame glutinous rice **** are not only possessive, but also have a strong desire to control.

The whole black heart has changed drastically.

Fortunately, he asked the doctor, and he said that many people were vaccinated 24 hours after the first injection, and the vaccine would still take effect, but it was weaker and slower, and the overall problem should not be serious, so he reluctantly felt relieved.

In class on Monday, Xia Zhinian got the fifteen packs of spicy sticks that Yuen Long compensated him, happily sat on the seat, stepped on the front bar of the stool, hugged his legs and quietly played with his mobile phone, stuffing it into his mouth from time to time. candy.

Yan Ci's domestic spy when he went abroad—also a classmate of Yuen Long Yuan, asked alone about those few days.

Basically, everything in Yuen Long was sent to him on the same day, but only the day when he went to the orphanage.

He felt that Xia Zhinian at that time just wanted to take it with him alone, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others, so he thought it would be a day late and tell Yan Ci tomorrow.

As a result, Yan Ci came back the next day.

Yan Ci thought of the juvenile information he checked earlier, as well as the physical information of the youngest son of the Yuan Xia family.

He knew that the orphanage was where the original owner once lived.

The rice cake dumpling is not happy... maybe because he is not the original owner and feels awkward about this place?

But this also shows that the rice cake dumpling came over after the car accident, and at the same time has the memory of the original owner.

...It feels more and more like the so-called book-wearing.

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, covering a dark look in his eyes.

Attend class.

The teacher was lecturing on the podium, and the teenager was still addicted to his mobile phone, eating candy quickly in his mouth.

Just finished eating a toffee, holding a new one in his hand, the package has not been opened yet, the boy suddenly hissed softly, stretched out his hand to cover half of his face, his delicate white face wrinkled.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Ci immediately noticed something strange about the young man, so he moved closer, took his wrist and took off his hand covering his face, and looked left and right, there was nothing wrong with his face.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Yan Ci asked him slowly.

The voice of the boy nearby was pleasant, and considering that he was still in class, the volume was kept very low, a little hoarse, and fell into his ears rustlingly.

"Yan Ci."

Xia Zhinian covered her hands again, pursed her mouth, and moaned pitifully, "Toothache."

"toothache?"

Yan Ci lowered his head and looked into the boy's table hole. There were a few empty cans in the deepest part, and he recognized the ones in the snack cabinet in the bedroom, frowning slightly.

"Where's the sugar in the sugar bowl?"

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian groaned, his eyes were round, and he took it for granted, "The sugar jar is empty, of course I ate the sugar."

Yan Ci: "..."

Yan Ci's eyes darkened a little, "You took at least four cans of candy from the snack cabinet, some big and some small, adding up to almost two hundred, did you eat them all?"

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

There are so many?

Xia Zhinian covered his cheeks, moved his eyes away, smacked his mouth, and said softly, "It's delicious."

Yan Ci frowned, his eyes darkened a bit.

There are only 20 rice cake dumplings left in the table hole.

That is to eat one hundred and eighty.

He left for four days and came back on the fifth night. He lived in a villa for the weekend, and there was new candy in the snack cabinet.

That is to say, in five days of rice cake dumplings, an average of thirty-six rice cakes are eaten a day.

He originally thought that he took them to different places and put a little in each for easy access, but he didn't expect to eat them all.

…Too much.

The young man covered his face and hummed, his expression obviously more uncomfortable than before.

It's really meow... Toothache is not a disease, it hurts and kills people.

It was obviously not so painful just now, but it got worse after a while.

Xia Zhinian felt that his gums were hot, painful and dry, his teeth were still inexplicably sore, and the pain felt like a blunt knife was grinding flesh, so he couldn't help snorting, it was pitiful.

"pain."

Yan Ci clicked his tongue lightly, took out the alcohol wipes and wiped his hands several times, and pulled the boy closer with his left hand.

"Hey, open your mouth and let me see."

"what?"

Xia Zhinian glanced at the podium, there was a Chinese teacher with a hot temper who had ordered him many times, a little cowardly, and whispered.

"Will the teacher see it?"

Yan Ci: "..."

"Then come down." Yan Ci patiently kicked the stool away a little without using his hands, squatted down, and waved to the young man, "Come on."

Xia Zhinian sat on the stool and looked at the black sesame glutinous rice **** squatting a little shorter than him. He always felt that this perspective was very fresh. He bent his eyes and smiled, "You are shorter than me..."

Halfway through, my teeth started to hurt again.

The boy swallowed back his words, and squatted down listlessly.

"Open your mouth."

The young man opened his mouth silently, ah - showing a mouthful of white teeth.

Yan Ci pinched the young man's chin with his left hand, turned his head lightly to look left and right, and faintly saw a black mark behind a big tooth.

But because of the location, the light is not good, so I can't see clearly.

Xia Zhinian felt his chin raised, and opened his mouth. The next second, a finger came into his mouth unexpectedly, brushed his tongue, and his fingertip touched the teeth inside.

"!!"

"Well…"

Xia Zhinian's expression was dumbfounded, the tooth ached from being touched, he groaned, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his fingers, trying to close his mouth.

But how can the soft tip of the tongue move the knuckles of the fingers?

The cheeks were suddenly pinched.

"Good boy." Yan Ci calmed down, and probed in with the fingers of his right hand, which hadn't been touched anywhere after wiping with alcohol wipes, "I'll see what's wrong, it'll be fine soon, bear with it, I'll be gentle."

"Ugh..."

It hurts.

The tooth was touched, and suddenly there was a clear and dull pain, even the gums and teeth were unbearably sore and soft, the boy's eyes suddenly became wet, and he groaned nasally.

"Where's the squad leader and Xia Zhinian at the back?!"

"Where are people? Where did they go?!"

The teacher suddenly yelled, Xia Zhinian was startled, his heart thumped heavily, his whole body trembled, and the dumb hair on the top of his head instantly stood upright.

Eyes wide open, I instinctively shut my mouth to find a sense of security.

He moved too fast, and with a groan, he bit Yan Ci's index finger directly.

The mouth is closed, it seems to be sucking.

"…hiss."

Yan Ci took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely dark, and his fingertips moved slightly.

"?!"

Well!

The tip of her tongue was suddenly teased, Xia Zhinian panicked, her heart beat fast, she opened her round eyes, and subconsciously clenched her eyes tightly in an attempt to keep him from making trouble.

"The two of them didn't come? There are all people in class."

"Where are people!"

The classroom was noisy and lively, people called their names everywhere, and they hid behind the desks and chairs.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci's fingers were trapped, and he looked at the boy with round eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slowly, his eyes were dark, and his voice was hoarse, "It hurts a little from your bite."

"You like biting people so much."

He smiled, and with a soft tone, he leaned closer, as if whispering, "I like it too, but I prefer you to bite me."