HATE YOU, LOVE YOU

HUSBAND

Pon said "it's really troublesome", but his body was still very honest.

He grabbed Sailub's arm, wanting to support him like yesterday, but unexpectedly, Sailub held his palm instead, and then clasped his slender and cold fingers along his fingers.

The left hand is holding the right hand, and the fingers are interlocked.

A wave of enthusiasm surged to his forehead, Pon couldn't hold it for a moment, his blood pressure and heart rate soared, and his eyes widened.

Sailub next to him behaved very naturally.

"You can hold it like this."

He said, "I will try my best not to fall."

Oh...

Pon's blood pressure and heartbeat slowly fell, and he heard himself say,"Okay."

Yes, he was doing this
Taking care of the disabled is not about holding hands, but about helping them!

Although this way of helping people is a bit strange, but they clean up themselves, and they don't have a guilty conscience at all!

If others see something wrong, it's because they have ghosts in their hearts. Rotten eyes look at Sailub, and Pon has nothing to do with him!

Pon frantically brushed the barrage in his mind, This is not holding hands, but helping people.

This is not holding hands, but helping people.

This is not holding hands, but helping people.

Sailub was "supported" downstairs by Pon. He deliberately slowed down his steps, and his expressions and movements were the same as usual, impeccable.

However, even if there is something wrong with him, the people around him probably won't be able to find out.

He turned his face slightly and glanced at Pon.

Pon lowered his head, his brows were lightly knit together, as if he was engaged in some kind of intense psychological struggle.

Pon is wearing a fake two-piece jacket today, with a T-shirt and jeans.

His hair has just been cut, and he is so handsome that Sailub can't take his eyes off him.

Sailub has always felt that a handsome, lively boy like the him is the most suitable to be called a "school grass".

During the holiday, the dormitory building was also quite deserted, and the two of them went down a few floors without meeting anyone.

Until passing the corner of the third floor, a cute boy walked towards him.

"P'Sai, Senior Thanapon." Earth greeted them, "Are you going out?"

Pon blurted out,"This is not helping people, but holding hands!"

Earth shocked the whole family, "...Oh."

Shit, can he withdraw it? ! ! ! He just say it out of being annoyed.

Pon felt that smoke was coming out of his ears. He tried to break free, but Sailub held him even tighter.

Sailub ignored Pon's death stare, and explained, " Senior brother is helping me go downstairs, I need to be more careful."

Earth suddenly realized, "I see, I see, let me just say, if you two really  hold hands, then the girls in our school will all cry and pass out."

Earth thought he had told a joke that was both flattering and funny, but the two handsome guys in front of him didn't  laugh, especially Senior Thanapon, whose expression seemed to want to kill someone.