Holding a royal blue dress, he gestured to Singto. Singto grabbed Krist's hand helplessly: "Kit, I really don't suit this color of clothes."
"Oh, give it a try, Senior Sing." Krist pouted coquettishly, "This one looks a lot like the one I'm wearing! And the red and blue go well together, why don't we wear couple outfits?"
Singto sighed, took the dress obediently, looked in the mirror, but still frowned dissatisfied.
Krist covered her mouth behind Singto's back and smiled softly. He won't tell Singto, in fact, Singto is really not suitable for this color, he just wants to see Singto trouble him for him, but still meet his request.
When Krist snickered, Singto took the opportunity to put the dress back. Before Krist could complain, Singto took the initiative to hold Krist's hand and shook it weakly: "Aren't we a couple if we don't wear couple clothes?"
How does this make him refute? Krist scratched her cheek, couldn't think of how to answer the question for a long time, and finally had to half-give up and shake off Singto's hand, and changed into a black dress for Singto: "Senior, let's wear this."
It seems to be in line with Singto's aesthetics. Singto took it but didn't look at the clothes, but stared straight at Krist: "Is this dress also a couple outfit like Kit's?"
"If you want to wear couple clothes, why didn't you wear the one just now?" Krist still didn't give up on letting Singto try on that dress.
Singto raised the corner of his mouth and slyly avoided Krist's question: "It doesn't matter if Kit doesn't answer, anyway, I know Kit and I match well no matter what we wear."
Mmm! Krist leaned over to Singto and looked left and right. It took a long time before she folded her hands and pretended to be angry: "Who are you, you are a fake Singto, right! Give me back my senior Sing!"
Singto, who was amused by Krist, hugged Krist in his arms. He leaned close to Krist's ear and whispered, "Am I the real Singto? Would you like to come and check it yourself?"
Krist, who was molested by Singto to the point of blushing, had no choice but to lose. He relaxed his strength and pouted his lips, leaning into Singto's arms and muttering: "Brother Kongphop has led Senior Sing to death. He didn't tell me what he taught you."
"Actually, he didn't teach anything." Singto laughed. "He just told me to say what I thought in my heart."
"Then Senior Singto is full of these things?!" Krist's eyes widened in surprise, "I can't tell!!"
Singto pinched Krist's nose: "Only for you."
Forget it, the senior Sing of his family probably got through the second channel of Ren and Du, it's good enough for him to say love words at once, and then he will definitely return to normal, um.
Krist "comforted" herself so well, so she dragged Singto to continue shopping.
But judging by his expression, it doesn't look like he dislikes that "fake Singto".
Krist made a reservation in advance and took Singto to a western restaurant where professional musicians would play classical music. This kind of place often gives people the illusion that it is difficult to enter, but the owner who loves classical music does not want to give customers the stereotype that "classical music is difficult to understand and difficult to get started", so the regular customers will dress casually.
Krist, who is familiar with the owner, reserved the best seat by the window. After being seated, Singto thanked the waiter tenderly, then turned his head and said to Krist with a smile, "I know you like music, but I didn't expect you to also like classical music."
"Oh, who said that people who like pop music can't like classical music? I can also play the violin, although I have almost forgotten it." Krist raised his eyebrows, "And the food here is really delicious, I think Bring Senior Sing to have a taste."
Singto smiled softly. He leaned slightly and shortened the distance with Krist: "It's great, I discovered a new side of Kit. Our Kit is really versatile, unlike me, he can breathe out of tune."
Breathing would be out of tune... Krist covered her mouth to suppress the smile. He coughed lightly, adjusted his expression before responding: "How is it? Are you in love with me?"
"I fell in love with you a long time ago." I almost forgot that this Singto in front of me would never be stingy with talking about love again. Singto blinked, "After all, our Kit is a very attractive person."
Krist pouted: "Senior Sing is the one who emits hormones all the time. She smiles so nicely at other waitresses, I'm afraid I forgot that your real boyfriend is sitting in front of you."
"How could you forget?" Singto laughed. He stretched out his hand and pinched Krist's cheek, and his smiling voice was full of love, "Obviously you are the only one in my eyes."
Krist took Singto's hand, and was about to refute something, but suddenly heard a light cough coming from beside her. The waitress who brought water to the two of them just now stood by the table with the menu, and put the two menus respectfully in front of the two, pretending that she didn't hear anything. But the meaningful smile on the face made the two of them look at each other and couldn't help laughing.
After ordering, Krist looked up, only to realize that Singto had been looking at him deeply for some reason. Sensing Krist's doubts, Singto explained with a chuckle: "I was thinking, if I were a girl, I would probably think that Kit brought me here because he wanted to propose to me."
Unexpectedly, Singto would think about such a mess, Krist couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and said following Singto's words: "Then if I let senior Sing be my wife, would you like it?"
"Yes." Unexpectedly, Singto replied without hesitation, "As long as you can stay with Kit all the time, it doesn't matter who follows whose surname."
Krist froze for a moment, but still teased, not to be outdone, "That's just right, Senior Sing has become my wife, and I will take good care of you!" The fingers that kept fiddling with the water glass seemed to reveal his vague shyness.
However, seeing Singto's intoxicating smile, Krist suddenly felt that it didn't matter if it was exposed.
Anyway, as Singto said, they are each other's people.
It's not the first time to visit Singto's house, but it's the first time to come to Singto's house on the night after a date. Krist herself feels sorry for the good atmosphere today if nothing happened.
The problem is, even if he thinks so, it's a bit hard to say whether his wooden boyfriend abducted him home for such a purpose.
He pursed his lips and decided not to think about it so much for the time being. He put away the shoes he took off, picked up the photo frame on the shoe cabinet, and pouted in disgust: "This one is really ugly, Mr. Sing... Wouldn't it be better to change to another one? I think the ones with drums are pretty good. How handsome."
Singto leaned over with a smile. He took the photo frame and put it back without any explanation: "This is the first Kit I've seen, and it's irreplaceable."
Krist joked: "I don't know who recognized me as his Arthit teacher when he was afraid of taking pictures?"
"The teacher is not mine." Singto corrected solemnly. He held Krist's face lightly, as if he was dealing with something fragile, cherishing and being careful, "Actually, I know that the teacher will not show such an expression. I won't lie to you, I really can't tell the difference between me and me." Is this photo just attracted by your expression or because you have a face similar to the teacher. But Kit, please believe me. At this moment, I only look at you, and this photo is only you. "
Krist felt a sore nose. It's great, those past scars can be clearly stated, and they don't have to waste time on unnecessary panic anymore. He knows his senior Sing, if he likes it, he likes it, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, that person will not lie to him about this kind of thing. In the future, they still have a long, long way to go.
How could he not believe him.
Krist felt the hand on his waist. The hand moved up, up, gently in circles on his back, causing Krist to shudder.
He involuntarily looked at the person in front of him. The man responded firmly to his gaze, and his teasing voice was a little hoarse: "Maybe you think it's fake, but I really, never thought of doing such a thing to the teacher." Singto moved closer to Krist's ear, warmly The hot breath spread in Krist's ears, "Only you, Kit." His hand stopped viciously, "If you don't want to..."
"You have to stop if I don't want to?" Krist raised an eyebrow.
"No." Under the dim light in the entrance, Singto's eyes were as bright as stars, "You don't want to... I'll touch until you are willing." Saying this, he kissed Krist's lips involuntarily.
Krist loves to be with Sin