low return

Luo Ying experienced the most indescribable 10 minutes in his life.

From Zhou Zeyao's first words, he fell into a stiff situation. Those little thoughts he had hidden were being dug up one by one by the people inside. He was ashamed and helpless, but he also had a strange sense of pleasure.

He looked at the person in front of him, his every move was so familiar, but his face showed a strangeness.

"What are you talking about?" Luo Ying tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"I know everything, Luo Ying," Zhou Zeyao called his name for the second time, "I said I know everything."

He saw the person in front of him walking towards him slowly, leaning against the edge of the bed, and raised his chin with his fingertips with some force: "I never told me before, but now I want to hide from me again, what exactly do you want?"

Luo Ying was hurt by his strength, but couldn't move: "Why do you know..."

"I just know," Zhou Zeyao interrupted him mercilessly, and moved closer, stroking the tip of his nose with his thumb, "Stairs in the science and technology building, do you think I can't see you? I've always wanted to hear you tell me , but you still refuse. Why do you think I came back on the last day? Because I know you are there."

At this moment, Luo Ying finally confirmed that this person saw all the things that he thought would be buried forever, and the shame and resentment welling up in his heart suddenly overwhelmed him, and he felt the liquid in his eyes slowly dripping down.

Zhou Zeyao moved his fingertips from his chin to his face, and the rough touch became soft because of the wetness of tears: "It was always you who thought I didn't know, Luo Ying."

Since Luo Ying became conscious, this was the first time he cried in front of others.Crying aggravated his shame, but once it started it couldn't stop.He wept silently, and tears soon covered his face.Luo Ying knew that her eyes must be terribly red right now.

Zhou Zeyao didn't speak anymore, but his hands went all the way down, along his collarbone and into his clothes.

"Don't..." Luo Ying pressed the opponent's hand.

Zhou Zeyao withdrew his hand, but his body pressed up and opened his clothes.Luo Ying was very thin, and his side-lying posture made his ribs stand out one by one. Zhou Zeyao stroked his ribs with his hands, but his lips fell on his back.

"You think I really don't remember? I just didn't expect you to have it tattooed on your body." Zhou Zeyao began to kiss the tattoo from bottom to top.

Luo Ying was already powerless to stop him, he was a little weak, trying to suppress his trembling, but when Zhou Zeyao's hand reached under his body, he still trembled involuntarily.

"I told you to hide it, but I still found you." Zhou Zeyao said behind him.

This time without the effect of alcohol, all the tactile sensations were exceptionally clear, whether it was the warm feeling of Zhou Zeyao breathing behind his ear, or the cold feeling of body lotion on his fingertips, they were all more real than what he felt last time many.But Luo Ying is not in the mood to pay attention to it at the moment, his mind is full of broken fragments,

He remembered that when they met for the first time, he had fantasized about how Zhou Zeyao would react if he told Zhou Zeyao all these things one day.Looking back now, my assumption was really a joke.

The cold intrusion interrupted his recollection, and Luo Ying unconsciously let out a muffled snort.

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Zeyao did not stop his hands while speaking, "Tell me, what are you thinking now?"

Luo Ying didn't answer. Although he had countless questions in his heart at this moment, he didn't want to speak.

"Is it that difficult to speak?" Zhou Zeyao seemed a little dissatisfied with his silence, and the strength of his hands increased a lot, and he penetrated deeper in retaliation.

Some brutal actions made Luo Ying unable to resist, but he still bit his lower lip stubbornly and did not make a sound.

Fortunately, Zhou Zeyao finally gave up on asking. He pulled out his hands and hugged Luo Ying into his arms with both arms, while his own body was pressed against him.He kissed Luo Ying's neck, leaned into his ear and said, "Forget it, just be your silent lamb, just stay by my side."

Luo Ying didn't know when he stopped crying, as time passed, his body was covered with fine beads of sweat.The excessive outflow of body fluid made him more and more dehydrated, and his throat was extremely thirsty.

The moment Zhou Zeyao finally let go of him, it was already completely dark, and the room was dark with no lights on.Luo Ying really wanted to drink water, but her body was so sore that she couldn't move at all.

But Zhou Zeyao didn't know whether to call it sensitive or proficient in this aspect. He only took a few breaths, then fumbled to turn on the light, took a bottle of water from the table and handed it over.

Luo Ying took it, but still couldn't hold it steady. When drinking, the water flowed down his chin to his chest.

"Go and wash." Zhou Zeyao handed over a few more pieces of paper.

Luo Ying didn't answer this time, so Zhou Zeyao leaned over and wiped it off bit by bit.

After everything was done, Luo Ying was so tired that he didn't have time to care about the other person in the room, so he lay down on the bed directly.He looked at Zhou Zeyao and wanted to speak, but he was a little powerless at the moment.

And Zhou Zeyao didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, he picked up Luo Ying's clothes far away, and sat beside him.

The lights in the room were turned off again at some point, only Zhou Zeyao's cell phone gave off a faint light, and everyone nearby was asleep at this time, and it was so quiet that the breathing of the two could be heard clearly.

In such an environment, Luo Ying's drowsiness quickly struck, and he tried to struggle several times not to fall asleep, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Why are you blaming me..." he murmured softly.

Zhou Zeyao didn't hear clearly, so he put down his phone and moved closer: "What did you say?"

"You never said...what are you thinking...I don't even know...you...like it or not..." Luo Ying's consciousness was not so clear, and he was half asleep and half awake.

Zhou Zeyao smiled and changed his posture. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, but he still stared at Luo Ying silently for a while.

After a long while, he said softly: "You think, I don't like you, why should I come to you? It is said that you like me, but in the end I am walking towards you every step of the way."

But Luo Ying didn't hear these words, he had already completely fallen into sleep.