The Sea King Sends the Scumbags to the Crematorium | BL, MTL

Chapter 43: The strategy has entered a new stage

"Not comfortable?"

The young man raised his head with difficulty, his bright eyes flashing with worry. Perhaps because the corner was too cramped, his eyes were filled with tears, like invisible ropes, outlining a hint of tempting heat around him.

Fu Linbei swallowed his saliva and shook his head subconsciously to show that he was fine, but his deep gaze could not help but slide across Lin Jianxi's bright red lips, passing through the trembling Adam's apple, and then fell to the snow-white skin on the chest, and then continued down--

Stop! Stop!

He is caring about my body, but what about me?

I'm craving his body.

Such thoughts are really sinful!

Fu Linbei, when did you become like this?

The man pursed his thin lips and cursed himself fiercely, then he repeated the names of the Arhats and Guanyin recorded in the "Buddha's Name Sutra" that Old Lady Ye read most often in his mind over and over again. Only then did he feel that he had returned to normal.

"Only Brother Xixi and Uncle Fu are left."

A little boy's crisp voice came from outside. It was Xuanxuan.

"Where are they hiding? We can't find them!" Several children were talking and making noise. The sound of their footsteps came and went, like a group of happy little sparrows.

"Brother Xixi, I've seen you!" Xiaotian's grandmother's voice also sounded in the air, her loud voice was very penetrating.

This kid is very cunning. He must be lying to deceive them on purpose.

Lin Jianxi laughed secretly in his heart, completely unmoved, and even shrank back further to avoid being discovered.

Fu Linbei's body suddenly stiffened.

The young man in his arms was like a ball of soft cotton, or like a light cloud. He had a pleasant aroma when he was close to him, and his slightly curly hair brought a strange itch when it rubbed against his neck. A familiar feeling revived in his body, which made his blood flow backwards!

Hopeless.

No matter how pure and simple the Buddhist scriptures are, they cannot save a person whose head is full of unhealthy thoughts.

He closed his eyes in self-abandonment, gently moved his arms which had become somewhat stiff due to the high tension of his nerves, and then lowered his head with a helpless look. Unexpectedly, Lin Jianxi raised his face at this moment--

Fu Linbei was shocked.

The tip of the nose touched!

The warm touch brought out an exceptionally charming smell in the small space, and even aroused a shiver in the spine.

Then the messy breathing also entangled together.

This time, even Lin Jianxi was dumbfounded.

The two people were very close to each other, maintaining this strange and uncomfortable posture. What was even stranger was that neither of them dodged, but just stood facing each other stiffly, and each saw the helplessness in the other's eyes.

"Hahahaha found it!"

The little boy's wild laughter broke the weird atmosphere, and a group of children came to watch.

Fu Linbei's secretary happened to have something important to discuss with him, so he followed him over. However, his eyes immediately widened and he almost dropped the document in his hand.