Goodnight, kiss?!
Tangning was somewhat confused by this word.
When talking about goodnight kisses, Tang Ning would think of a mother kissing her baby's forehead in a warm yellow light, quiet and peaceful.
But Mo Yunchu's dark pupils immediately dragged Tang Ning into the world of adults. His narrow and long phoenix eyes were smiling, but this smile seemed like a disguise to hide his true desires. There was something lurking in his eyes under this gentle smile.
Tang Ning was always clumsy when acting. He would take a lot of notes before performing a small part of the script, and then practice it over and over again by himself seven or eight times before he could make it go from unbearable to acceptable.
Not to mention that Tangning had no experience in kissing scenes, especially with the same sex. Tangning had never even thought about it before, and he was a little overwhelmed by the situation.
"Xiao Ning." The hot breath from his mouth splashed on Tangning's earlobe. The low and hoarse voice was like an undercurrent flowing through the abyss of desire, "Don't be distracted."
Tangning's left ear felt numb uncontrollably at this moment. He wanted to turn his head away.
His thin lips bit Tang Ning's earlobe with dissatisfaction and sucked it lightly.
A tingling sensation came over me instantly, along with a slight sharp pain from hitting my teeth.
How, how could it be...
Given her delicate and frail body, Tang Ning's sensitivity increased to an exaggerated level.
A blush spread across her porcelain-white skin. Tang Ning's entire body was shaking violently, even her shoulders were trembling. She flexed and stretched her fingers a few times before curling up pitifully. Tears slid from the corners of her red eyes and rolled to the tip of her chin.
Mo Yunchu also noticed the abnormal trembling of the person in his arms. He quickly checked Tangning's condition, "Xiaoning? Why are you crying?"
His slender hands caught Tang Ning's tears, until his nails were shiny. Mo Yunchu pecked and kissed the corners of Tang Ning's eyes, cheeks, and chin, kissing away the tear marks. He comforted Tang Ning with a distressed look, his voice extremely gentle, completely different from the way he bullied Tang Ning just now.
"... I'm tired." Tangning buried her face in the pillow, her shoulders twitching unnaturally. Her small, exposed earlobes were already red and swollen, and still had the warmth of Mo Yunchu's lips. "I want to sleep."
Mo Yunchu quickly said yes and turned off the lights.
Tang Ning had his back to Mo Yunchu, in a defensive posture that showed some resistance.
After a long time, Tang Ning fell into a drowsy sleep, but his sleep was not sound. His snow-white bare feet protruded from the quilt, and his round toes curled up and relaxed repeatedly.
Tang Ning had a dream.
In the dream, Mo Yunchu had sex with him, and his belly grew bigger and bigger. Mo Yunchu gently kissed his abdomen and told him that he was pregnant.
He was so scared that he wanted to go to the hospital to have an abortion.
Mo Yunchu looked at him sadly and asked him why he wanted to hurt their child.
— "Look, our babies are crying."
Tang Ning lowered his head and saw a crying human face printed on his belly. The face had eyes, a nose, and a mouth. After seeing him, the face's wide-open mouth closed, and the corners of its lips curled up exaggeratedly, and it let out a giggle.
Tang Ning suddenly woke up, he opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He was very hot, but he didn't dare to lift the quilt, and even pulled back his exposed feet. This dream was too scary, and even Mo Yunchu became scary. Thinking that Mo Yunchu was sleeping next to him...
Tang Ning turned around and discovered something even more terrifying.
Mo Yunchu disappeared.
Where did Mo Yunchu go? !
The moment he discovered that Mo Yunchu had disappeared, Tang Ning was extremely frightened. This fear was even greater than the fear of having a nightmare. In the darkness, he reached out to touch the phone on the bed, but felt something cold and soft.
That was a touch that Tangning would never forget in her life.
Tang Ning froze. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but the thing was incredibly strong and held his hand tightly. Then, it held Tang Ning's fingertips.
Like a baby sucking breast milk, he greedily sucked Tang Ning's blood.
It sucked so urgently and quickly, as if it wanted to drain all of Tang Ning's blood in one go and swallow him whole, skin and bones included.
The baby's body is so small, and by then the belly will be bloated beyond belief. Tangning's face will be imprinted on the belly, with beautiful eyes, a high nose bridge, and wide lips -
Tangning opened her mouth and cried silently.
He could feel that thing lying next to his pillow. His right hand, which had been sucked blood, had lost all strength. This feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body like a tide.
The thing that was desperately sucking blood stopped and released Tangning's fingertips. The smell of blood came out. Tangning closed his eyes, but he seemed to sense a small head leaning close to his ear. It was cold, and with unknown malice in its heart, it whispered in his ear in a sharp and thin voice:
"Mother."
Tangning lost the last bit of his strength. He collapsed on the bed, tears silently streaming from the corners of his eyes. His trembling lips seemed to be speaking. He was shouting -
Mo Yunchu.
The sound of the doorknob turning was heard, followed by soft footsteps in the room. Mo Yunchu climbed onto the bed quietly and fell asleep next to Tang Ning again.
The bed sank slightly, and the warm body temperature permeated the bedding. Tang Ning lay on the bed weakly, staring blankly at the darkness. His skin was so pale that it was almost translucent, like an exquisite doll.
"Why aren't you asleep?" Mo Yunchu's gentle voice came to my ears, "Did I just wake you up?"
Tang Ning didn't move. For a moment, he couldn't tell the boundary between nightmare and reality. He couldn't tell whether Mo Yunchu beside him was a living person or an illusion he conceived before his death.
Mo Yunchu hugged Tangning's shoulders and held her in his arms, "Are you still mad at me? I'm sorry, Xiaoning, I won't kiss your earlobe next time."
Mo Yunchu exudes a very warm woody scent, the kind that reminds one of a piece of wood that is exposed to the sun in a sunny spot, emitting a special, mellow fragrance.
Tangning's eyes rolled as Mo Yunchu gently embraced him. Mo Yunchu carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead and whispered, "Did you have a nightmare?"
The gentle yet powerful voice touched Tang Ning's nearly broken nerves, like pressing a mechanical switch. All those surging emotions instantly surged over her, making Tang Ning's nose suddenly sore.
He suddenly gained strength and pounded Mo Yunchu's shoulders with trembling hands, as if Mo Yunchu was the one who bullied him.
How could this happen
This is ridiculous.
In front of cold and strong people, Tang Ning was so timid that he didn't even dare to breathe. But in front of people like Mo Yunchu who would tolerate and pamper him without any bottom line, his bad temper would come out with full force.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Mo Yunchu let him vent. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"You're lying..." Tangning's teeth were chattering. Only when he heard his own weak voice did he feel like he was still alive. "You clearly promised me that you wouldn't leave me..."
The continuously flowing tears wet her eyelashes, her nose turned red, and her entire face, which was covered with a sickly blush from crying, was wet, like a rose in a glass vase that had been drenched by heavy rain.
The thorn was prickly, piercing the heart, like being stung quietly by an inexplicable emotion.
"Why would I leave Xiao Ning? I just went to the bathroom." Mo Yunchu hugged Tang Ning and comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry. I was wrong. I lied to you. I'm such a bad person."
Tangning knew that he was being unreasonable, but he was really scared. He hugged Mo Yunchu and begged softly, "Please don't leave me again, okay? Next time you go to the bathroom, just push me to wake you up, okay? I'm not grumpy when I wake up. I can't see you get scared."
"You left me here alone. I had a nightmare. I was so scared." He raised the index finger that had been sucked by the ghost baby. Tangning still remembered the warning from the system, so he could only continue with the dream and said in a trembling voice, "I dreamed that a ghost was sucking my blood. I felt so painful and cold. I wanted to find you, but you were not by my side. I didn't know what to do."
Mo Yunchu held Tangning's cold finger, the soothing warmth passed from her fingertips to her heart. Tangning's fingertips were itchy and her arms were weak. Although it was meant to be caring, Tangning inexplicably had a terrifying and absurd thought -
The scorching heat from the finger was like the magma in hell, so hot that Tang Ning was scared, but he was more afraid that Mo Yunchu would not be by his side.
Tangning buried her tear-stained face in Mo Yunchu's neck and said sweet words to please Mo Yunchu, "Mo Yunchu, I love you. I can't leave you."
Mo Yunchu hugged Tang Ning tightly.
Tang Ning didn't know when he fell asleep. He vaguely remembered that Mo Yunchu comforted him for a long time. Mo Yunchu's embrace was so warm, and he was like a drowning man holding on to the only drifting wood. With Mo Yunchu's company, he no longer had nightmares and slept until dawn.
The sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains and fell on his eyelids. His long eyelashes trembled and Tang Ning opened his eyes. His consciousness was a little fuzzy. He was stunned for a while and even thought he had returned to reality.
Then he saw Mo Yunchu sitting beside the bed.
Mo Yunchu seemed to be flipping through a script, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his nose. With the lenses blocking his view, it was difficult to see any emotions on his handsome face. He turned on a bedside lamp, which was at the lowest brightness. The cold light shone on Mo Yunchu, and a kind of sexiness that could be called gentle and abstinent spread along the halo.
As if he had noticed something, Mo Yunchu looked at Tangning and said, "Good morning, Xiaoning."
He put the script down and reached out to touch Tangning's head, running his fingers through her fluffy hair, leaving a tingling sensation.
Tang Ning was still a little dazed after waking up. Some of his hair was sticking up uncomfortably and his eyes were red, showing the signs of crying.
Mo Yunchu stroked Tangning's slightly swollen eyes, "I boiled some eggs. I'll go get them now and apply some to your eyes later."
Seeing that Tang Ning didn't say anything and seemed to agree, Mo Yunchu stood up and prepared to leave.
Mo Yunchu leaves = Ghost baby appears
This equation popped up in Tangning's mind, and he instantly woke up. He rolled off the bed without even having time to put on his slippers, and hurried to the door to grab Mo Yunchu's clothes, "Let's go together!"
Mo Yunchu turned around and looked at Tangning's feet helplessly, "You're not wearing shoes again."
He carried Tangning to the bed and went to the closet to look for socks. "Xiaoning, you have a cold body. Remember to wear socks even when you are at home."
As he spoke, he took out a pair of white socks, walked to the bedside very naturally, knelt on one knee, and then held Tang Ning's feet. Tang Ning's feet were very cold, and the hand that Mo Yunchu stretched out to her was almost scorching hot in comparison, as if it was burning from the soles of her feet into her heart.
Under the unexpected touch, Tang Ning's instep suddenly arched. He was so frightened that he lost his balance and fell onto the headboard.
His slender and powerful hands firmly grasped Tang Ning's ankles and pulled Tang Ning's bare feet back as he was about to escape. He lowered his head and carefully put on white socks for Tang Ning.
"I can handle the remaining one myself." Tangning couldn't stand this feeling.
Mo Yunchu raised his eyes and looked at him. Through the lenses, his narrow and long phoenix eyes were unreasonably strong. "I want to help Xiao Ning put it on."
Tangning was a person who would become weak when facing a strong opponent. He immediately lost his confidence and said, "This... is too much trouble for you."
Mo Yunchu raised his thin lips and placed a kiss on the back of Tang Ning's foot.
"Why would it be troublesome? I like Xiao Ning the most."