Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

Zhao Xin had no doubts, if he flexed his index finger and rubbed his cheek and lips at this moment, he would definitely not refuse.

So he really did.

Liu Yusheng trembled.

But there was no movement, no sound.

Zhao Xin threw the towel away, grabbed Liu Yusheng by the shoulders and brought him into his arms.Liu Yusheng's forehead almost hit Zhao Xin's Adam's apple, and he blushed and asked, "Can I sit?"

"can."

Trembling, Liu Yusheng raised his legs and sat astride Zhao Xin's lap, wrapping his hands around his neck consciously.

Zhao Xin hugged Liu Yusheng's waist tightly, his heart was so excited that it seemed to fly out of his chest. From the moment he received Liu Yusheng's call—no, from the moment he sent the video—he had already sentenced himself to half the death sentence.He thought, it's over, Liu Yusheng knows, Zhao Xin is not the handsome and suave Donaldson he imagined, Zhao Xin is just a disabled person sitting in a wheelchair and unable to stand alone for the rest of his life.Will he be hated? Will he be hated?

——He didn't expect that the boy who sneaked to Wuhan would rush into Ye Yu recklessly and come here for the second time.

Zhao Xin held Liu Yusheng's hot face: "Liu Yusheng, are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Liu Yusheng closed his eyes and nodded vigorously, "I'm sure."

Zhao Xin sighed silently, and then kissed Liu Yusheng's lips fiercely.

[......]

The two of them faced each other and panted heavily together, breathing on top of each other, their eyes melting into their eyes.Zhao Xin said hoarsely: "I remember what I said, if you still like me, I will respond to you. If you don't like me, I will chase you."

Liu Yusheng nodded vigorously.

"What about now?" Zhao Xin grabbed Liu Yusheng's hand, and inserted his fingers into his. "What about us now?"

His nervous and evasive expression fell into Liu Yusheng's eyes, and Liu Yusheng remembered that Zhao Xin hadn't taken off his sweatpants from the beginning to the end.

He sat up slowly, grabbed Zhao Xin's hand and asked, "Can I see your legs?"

Zhao Xin's expression became more embarrassing: "I'm afraid to scare you."

"...That's it." Liu Yusheng stood up and turned off the light.

The room was dark and the rain was dripping on the windows.The two of them seem to be hiding in a small cardboard box, isolated from the world, for ten thousand years a day.

In the dark, Liu Yusheng took off Zhao Xin's sports pants very slowly.

He couldn't see Zhao Xin's legs, so he could only caress down his knees. He could feel Zhao Xin's knees trembling, as light as the moment a butterfly spread its wings.His warm palm caressed Zhao Xin's calf. Zhao Xin's calf was very thin, which gave him a feeling of fragility, but he was not frightened.

Liu Yusheng asked in a low voice, "Do you feel something when you touch it like this?"

Zhao Xin replied in a deep voice: "No... I don't feel anything at all."

But in the next second, Liu Yusheng gently grabbed Zhao Xin's ankle, and then he leaned over and kissed Zhao Xin's thin calf.

This kiss seemed to directly kiss his flesh and blood through the skin. For a moment, Zhao Xin's eyes were sour.He still couldn't feel it, but he knew that Liu Yusheng was kissing him—kissing his body, his disability, his self-loathing and low self-esteem, and his bad fate.

"Zhao Xin," Liu Yusheng said, "let's be together."

"Okay," Zhao Xin choked up, "Okay, Yusheng."

Chapter 61

When Liu Yusheng woke up, he looked at the face of the man who was close at hand, and was in a daze for a while.They fell asleep...still together...that's it, everything?He couldn't help wondering with a swollen head, was everything from last night to this time a daydream?

No, no——Liu Yusheng quietly put his finger behind his back, and just touched it lightly, and the pain made him grin his teeth.It must be swollen.Also, there are dried marks on the buttocks, the hard fingers fell off as soon as they were rubbed, that was last night... Zhao Xin shot it up.

It's true, it's all true.

Zhao Xin hadn't woken up yet, and Liu Yusheng didn't know what time it was.The sky is bright outside the window, and there are chirping birds.Liu Yusheng looked at Zhao Xintian's peaceful sleeping face and was startled, but still felt like a dream.

This is Donaldson, lying beside him like this.

Such a heroic face, although the eyes are closed, but the eyebrows flying obliquely to the temples have already made Liu Yusheng want to move, and his long and straight nose bridge, ruddy thin lips - Liu Yusheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking He was worthless, thinking secretly, can he kiss Zhao Xin now?

What should I do if I wake him up with a kiss?Will he be out of breath?Thinking about it this way, it is really possible, Zhao Xin's handsome and sharp face seems to match very well with his dark breathing.

But we are all together——Liu Yusheng made excuses for himself again—we have done more intimate things, what's wrong with a kiss?

Liu Yusheng secretly encouraged himself, stretched his neck vigorously, and carefully approached Zhao Xin.

However, when he was only a few centimeters away from Zhao Xin's lips, Zhao Xin suddenly opened his eyes.It wasn't the kind of blind eye opening when waking up, but a "swipe", a pair of black and white eyes looked straight at Liu Yusheng.

Liu Yusheng trembled, his neck almost cramp.

Zhao Xin smiled, put his arms around Liu Yusheng's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms.

"Hmm...you, are you awake?" Liu Yusheng's cheeks were flushed.

"I just woke up a few minutes ago," Zhao Xin said with a smile, "Seeing that you haven't woken up yet, I wanted to sleep on for a while."

"...Why are you pretending to be asleep?" Liu Yusheng felt very guilty.

Zhao Xin still smiled, his chin resting on the top of Liu Yusheng's head, and his deep laughter seemed to echo in Liu Yusheng's ears, like the sound of a bell.Liu Yusheng blushed and felt his heart pounding at his laughter, feeling that he was really worthless.

"What did you want to do just now?" Zhao Xin asked intentionally.

It's all confirmed, a kiss is no big deal.But at this time, Liu Yusheng recalled everything from last night, and recalled it carefully—how he and Zhao Xin were in the wheelchair and then on the bed, how he kissed his calf in the dark, and then he was caught doing it and doing it again ...Liu Yusheng was at a loss for words in an instant, his cheeks flushed to his earlobes.

"Huh? Yusheng?" Zhao Xin asked.

"Let me help you see...whether your lips are peeling."

"..."

Liu Yusheng felt that he was really clever.

Zhao Xin said leisurely: "Is there any?"

Liu Yusheng: "...No."

"Well," Zhao Xin rubbed his chin on the top of Liu Yusheng's head, "You look up, and I'll take a look for you too."

"what?"

"Let me see if your lips are chapped—this is the research result of the Stanford University School of Medicine. People tend to have chapped lips after... making love, because the water loss in the body is relatively large."

Liu Yusheng was surprised, he just said it casually, he didn't expect Zhao Xin to know so much.So he raised his face obediently, and pouted his lips slightly: "Is your skin peeling?"

Without warning, Zhao Xin blocked her with a kiss.

Liu Yusheng's eyes widened, realizing that he had been fooled!

Zhao Xin kissed Liu Yusheng's lips flushed, and said with a smile, "It's quite moist, very good."

On one side, Zhao Xin and Liu Yusheng were warmly wrapped in quilts, on the other side, Xu Yihan and Yang Liqiu sat side by side on the soft leather sofa.Obviously Yang Liqiu dressed up specially, she was wearing a lotus leaf green silk long-sleeved dress, the skirt was as long as her calf, and the silk texture was faintly luminous.She also wore a pair of luǒ colored flat shoes and a small bow on her round head, which made her look virtuous and elegant.

Yang Liqiu prepared presents for both Aunt Qiu and Lao Xu. The one for Aunt Qiu was a silk scarf, made of pure natural silk. According to her, a friend of hers made the silk scarf by herself—from raising silkworms to painting it. , all use natural raw materials, which are excellent for skin care, and are priceless.The one for Lao Xu is a paper fan with a picture of a stream in a bamboo grove, and an ancient man in a flowing robe is bowing and forging iron—it is Ji Kang, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove.And this painting is from an 80-year-old painter at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and it is also hard to find.

"Liqiu, you child," Aunt Qiu said affectionately, "it takes a lot of effort to buy these things? You are too polite."

Yang Liqiu shook his head, and spoke softly: "It's no problem, auntie, as long as you and uncle like it——Actually, I originally wanted to buy two paintings from the United States, but I'm afraid you and uncle might not like American things. "

"How could it be? Uncles and aunts know your heart, we like whatever you give."

Old Xu nodded, and his tone was quite appreciative: "Although foreign things are good, they can't compare with the culture left by our ancestors. Li Qiu sent this fan to paint well, and the painting has a charm."

"I heard that my uncle has been donating money to Hope Primary School these years," Yang Liqiu said with a smile, "I thought, uncle is different from ordinary businessmen, you are responsible and moral. So I chose this A painting of Ji Kang striking iron is worthy of you."