• I don't know if Ding Chengxin understood it or not. Anyway, he was honest. He hugged Ma Jiaqi's neck tightly with his hands and was afraid of falling off. He closed his eyes and blushed his cheeks.
• Ding Chengxin now fell into Ma Jiaqi's arms like a fire. A little movement of holding him could easily cause a dry heat. Before taking a few steps, his body had already reacted.
• 

  majiaqi

  *.
• Really exercising his patience.
• I finally took Ding Chengxin home. Seeing Ding Chengxin sleeping soundly, Ma Jiaqi just wanted to take a shower to go to the fire, but his cuffs were grabbed.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Mmm... thirsty.
• 

  majiaqi

  Thirsty?
• Ding Chengxin's hairy head pressed against Ma Jiaqi's waist and nodded.
• Ma Jiaqi swallowed his saliva, gently straightened Ding Chengxin's head and moved it to the sofa.
• He walked to the kitchen, took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and poured half a bottle directly, and the heat in his body was slightly relieved.
• This is sin.
• He poured a glass of honey water for Ding Chengxin, and when it was brought to him, he fell asleep again.
• 

  majiaqi

  Ah Cheng, wake up.
• 

  majiaqi

  Go to sleep after drinking.
• Ding Chengxin's whole body is soft, like a cat.
• Ma Jiaqi sat on the sofa, moved Ding Chengxin's head to his lap, and coaxed softly.
• 

  majiaqi

  Be good, drink it and you will feel better tomorrow.
• Ding Chengxin opened his mouth and leaned on Ma Jiaqi, drank a whole glass of honey water, and smacked his lips after drinking it.
• 

  dingchengxin

  So sweet.
• 

  majiaqi

  Not as sweet as you.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Jiaqi... go to sleep.
• Ding Chengxin stood up and pulled Ma Jiaqi's sleeve to drag him into the bedroom.
• This is Ma Jiaqi's house, and Ding Chengxin consciously pulled Ma Jiaqi into the master bedroom.
• 

  majiaqi

  Wait and go to sleep.
• 

  majiaqi

  Go wash up first.
• Even at this time, Ma Jiaqi wanted Ding Chengxin to wash up, not for anything else, just to prevent Ding Chengxin from going crazy after sober up the next morning and knowing that he went to bed without washing up last night.
• Ding Chengxin was obedient, stood up, and half-squinted to find the bathroom.
• Ding Chengxin went to the bathroom according to the pattern of his home. Ma Jiaqi sighed. He didn't pay attention, and Ding Chengxin ran straight into the door of the second bedroom.
• 

  majiaqi

  Ah Cheng? Are you alright?
• Ma Jiaqi stepped forward quickly, took Ding Chengxin's shoulder, and saw that his forehead was a little red.
• With a puff, Ma Jiaqi couldn't hold back his laughter.
• 

  majiaqi

  Hahaha Acheng, be careful, do you know where this is?
• Ding Chengxin rubbed his head and looked up drunkenly. There were only a few buttons on his white shirt and he was defending.
• 

  dingchengxin

  My home.
• 

  majiaqi

  Your home?
• 

  majiaqi

  Take a closer look. Whose house is this?
• Ding Chengxin exhaled a smell of alcohol, pulled Ma Jiaqi's clothes, and looked around as if it was indeed not his home. He frowned like a deflated ball.
• 

  dingchengxin

  I have to go.
• Ma Jiaqi wanted to tease him.
• 

  majiaqi

  Where are you going?
• 

  dingchengxin

  I want to go back to my house.
• 

  majiaqi

  Come back tomorrow, stay here tonight.
• 

  dingchengxin

  I do not.
• Ma Jiaqi moved forward and wanted to help Ding Chengxin button up his clothes. He was swaying in front of his eyes like this, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stand it.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Do not move!
• Ding Chengxin pushed Ma Jiaqi away, like a kitten scratching, and then he put his hands on his chest and wronged Baba.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Don't touch me, you... can't touch.
• Ding Chengxin made a "forbidden" gesture.
• Ma Jiaqi chuckled, pulled off his coat, and threw it aside.
• 

  majiaqi

  Can't touch it?
• 

  dingchengxin

  This is... for Ma Jiaqi...
• Ma Jiaqi was taken aback for a moment and asked subconsciously.
• 

  majiaqi

  Give him what?
• 

  dingchengxin

  Me.
• *.
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