[Di Qiao whistles to] Formal marriage

34.

At night, Jonathan fell asleep, but Dio suffered from insomnia.He repeatedly thought about what the guide said yesterday. The guide didn't seem to want the child very much, and even considered abortion.How could this be? Didn't they already connect with each other? Didn't Jonathan like Dior first?The more Dior thought about it, the more angry he became. Could it be that Jonathan cheated his heart away and was about to abandon him?Doesn't Jonathan like Dior anymore?Is it possible that Dior will live with his future child in the future?

The more he thought about it, the colder his heart became, and the sense of panic became especially strong against the backdrop of the night, sweeping the sentinel all over his body.Dio groped and found the guide's arm.Dio leaned against Jonathan and pulled him into his arms again.Jonathan slept as smoothly as ever, like a giant teddy bear at his mercy, thick and satisfying.The fact that he could easily touch the guide's body temperature dissipated the fear of losing him a little, but it was not enough to calm Dio's out-of-the-box anger.

He whispered to Jonathan's ear and called him, "Jojo, Jojo, Joe—Joe—"

Jonathan slept really soundly.The long eyelashes lay obediently on the cheeks, and the two cheeks were warm and flushed from sleep.

Why can Jonathan sleep peacefully when Dior worries about their marriage in the middle of the night.

In the guide's ear, the sentinel no longer called him this time, but licked his ear viciously. It was soft and could smell the fragrance of Jonathan's coconut-flavored shampoo. Dio inexplicably thought of yesterday afternoon and Jonathan's waffles.Looking at the guide who was still awake, the two thin lips parted, revealing the sharp canine teeth, Dio finally sipped into Jonathan's ear.

The pain from his ears really made Jonathan quickly open his eyes, his dark blue eyes staring round in the darkness.It seemed to be wondering what was stuck in the ear just now, it hurt so much.

Dio looked at the dazed guide in his arms and sneered.Only then did Jonathan realize that he and the sentinel were close together.I don't know if he took the initiative to find someone, Jonathan thought a little embarrassedly.He turned around and was face to face with Dio.The guide, who gradually got used to the darkness, found that the sentinel was indeed awake. Jonathan asked him in a hoarse sleepy voice, "Why are you biting my ear if you don't sleep?"

"I can't sleep, and neither can you." Dio said confidently.Having just been tickled by the guide's voice, as if his heart had been rubbed by sandpaper, Dio reached out and hugged Jonathan again, holding him tightly, as if squeezing all the air between them.

Jonathan sighed, allowing Dio to hold him like this, and asked him in a coaxing tone, "What's wrong?"

Thinking of the reason for his insomnia, a faint grievance surged in Dior's heart. He looked directly at Jonathan: "Don't you want our child? Why kill him."

"It's not that I don't want it. It's that I think the two of us are in this state and cannot have children yet."

"What state?"

How should I answer this, although the body is close enough, but the emotion is not yet in place?Coupled with Dio's warning when they first met, who knows what he was thinking.Jonathan organized his words in his mind, but he seemed unable to express himself clearly.Jonathan felt that his head was buzzing: the relationship between guides and sentries is really annoying, people can't see whether the little throbbing comes from the inner waves or just the physical impulse caused by the wonderful wizard.

In the end, Jonathan just said without thinking: "The two of us don't seem to have that kind of relationship."

Well, Jonathan's words were like a match, rekindling Dio's anger that had just been extinguished.Dio frowned: "What's the relationship? Please make it clear."

"It's just..." The guide paused, he keenly felt the sentinel's emotions, which were grievance, sadness and anger.

Something went wrong between the two of them... The guide guessed cautiously, he looked into the eyes of the sentinel, and gave up the principles he had always adhered to.A mental tentacle sneaked over, disguised itself as colorless, odorless and harmless air, and merged into the sentinel's mental domain.

"What is it?"

"Yes……"

The spiritual tentacles opened the small space where "Jonathan" was written in the sentinel's spiritual domain, and love and warmth surged out instantly, through the guide's spiritual tentacles, like a pink morning mist blown by the wind, pervading the sky above the guide's spiritual domain.It seems like every little droplet is saying "Like Jojo".

The condensed strong love was released rashly by the guide, but the sentinel didn't know about it.Dio looked at Jonathan, who was very close to him, and felt that his love for him seemed to swell and bulge.He thought sadly, this evil guide is still looking for reasons in front of him, he can't even find a reason to deal with himself, but he is getting deeper and deeper, just chatting with him in the middle of the night, and his liking for him deepens again So many.

Jonathan hugged Dio back with a flushed face, and apologized to him: "I'm sorry, Dio. I like you so much—"

Dior:?

I didn't expect to find such a straightforward love from the sentinel, and the guide was dizzy when the candies fell from the sky crackling.Dio thought that the two of them had been connected for a long time, but he misunderstood.It's a bit late, but it doesn't matter, it's a real heart-to-heart connection now, Jonathan thought.

"I said I like you." Embarrassed, Jonathan turned his head to avoid Dio's gaze, and was reluctant to distance the two of them from each other.

"You stupid guide..." Dio knew.Gritting his teeth, he pulled Jonathan's head back, bit his lip viciously, swallowed his cries of pain, and gave Jonathan a deep kiss.

Feeling out of breath, Jonathan pushed Dio away.Dio sneered: "It turns out that I have been singing a one-man show for so long. Don't you have a crush on me? You still engage in the practice of bearing humiliation. It's really ridiculous."

Ignoring the sarcasm of the sentinel, Jonathan grasped the point: "Crush?"

"That's right." He looked up at the guide's expression vigilantly: "I knew it a long time ago."

Jonathan was a little surprised, which of the two of them was more like a guide: Dio, who was not a sentinel, had discovered his mind, and he was too slow to feel Dio's true thoughts. "When... when did you find out?"

"It's too early, I can't remember clearly." Dio put on a pensive look, as if he was struggling to recall, but in fact everything was clearly printed in his mind: "I remember you invited me to watch a musical, probably older than It should be earlier then, am I right, Jojo." Dio became proud again, and his complacent look was exactly the same as his spiritual body.

Watching a musical, isn't that when we first met?Jonathan thought, how could he fall in love with him so quickly? It was because of getting along slowly that he developed feelings, so the sentinel didn't notice it at all. Instead, he seemed to have written a good script for himself because of his overconfidence.But Jonathan nodded against his will: "You're right."

"Okay." Dio finally remembered that there was still a small life in his guide's body. Dio pulled up the quilt and wrapped Jonathan with only one head exposed: "Go to sleep, already It's getting late. You need a routine now for the sake of our baby."

"Who woke me up..." Jonathan muttered softly, closed his eyes under Dio's gaze, and fell asleep again.