Illusion

Chapter 43

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gto kissed, every time he was entangled and every time he was at a loss, Singto melted it with his kiss. He could taste a lot from Singto's saliva. The black pepper of the steak, the bitterness of the black coffee, the sweetness of the strawberry cake that was force-fed to him. Also, Singto's tension, Singto's satisfaction, and Singto's love.

Can Singto feel his heart? It must be possible.

Krist put his arms around Singto's shoulders, pulling away slightly. He licked the red and swollen lips stained with Singto's breath, and whispered softly, "Senior Sing, I'm hungry."

Not surprisingly, he saw Singto's eyes suddenly lit up.

It was all his.

Krist thought quietly as she endured Singto's increasingly intense kiss.

-TBC.

I won't lie to you, I actually wanted to drive. But as I wrote it, I felt that this article was not suitable for driving, so I deleted it all.

29.

For the first time, Singto learned that happiness is a fairly simple matter. It was also the first time that he felt that he was actually a very easy to be satisfied person.

When you wake up early, you will feel that your heart is full when you see the person sleeping peacefully beside you, and you can't help but want to reach out and touch his front hair, and you will gently kiss him on the cheek. The voice that woke him up gave a soft laugh. Even if he is not good at it, I want to cook him a breakfast. Go back to bed and wake the person up while breakfast is still hot.

Singto lay on the edge of the bed, watching the face of the sleeping man. The sunlight shone on the man's profile, making his skin white as if it were transparent. That person slept like a child, but Singto wanted to think that that person slept so defenselessly in front of him.

Or, was it because he bullied him a little bit hard last night that made him feel tired? Thinking of this, Singto's lips naturally curved slightly. He leaned close to Krist's ear and whispered softly, "Kit, it's time to get up."

Kris frowned, pouted and squirmed twice, but there was no sign of opening his eyes. Singto poked Krist's face with his finger, and shouted again: "It's really time to get up, Kit, it's almost noon."

"Senior Sing..." Krist said heavily, but still closed his eyes, "Just let me sleep for a while... I'm so sleepy..."

Acting like a baby early in the morning was too foul, and the back of Krist's neck still had red marks left by Singto last night. Although his mouth was dry, Singto didn't intend to torment Krist anymore. He leaned in front of Krist, leaving a superficial kiss on his lips. Satisfied to see Krist open one eye, Singto smiled and said, "Isn't that okay?"

Krist hugged a corner of the quilt and giggled: "Well... I'll think about it."

"What about this?" Singto leaned forward and kissed Krist's nose. Before Krist could react, Singto kissed Krist's eyes slowly. Singto kissed the eyebrows, ears, every inch of skin on the face. Until Krist was amused by Singto and kept laughing, finally pushed Singto's head and signaled to Singto that he would get up immediately.

"Are you okay? Do you need me to help you?" Singto was still a little worried.

Krist's face turned more than half red. He rubbed his neck: "No need, senior last night... well, it was very gentle." After speaking, Krist got out of bed by himself in order to prove that he was still in good health. He raised an eyebrow at Singto, and went to wash himself.

Seeing him yawning and subconsciously supporting his waist, Singto smiled lightly and shook his head. Sure enough, it will still be uncomfortable, but it's good that it doesn't look injured, and he checked it carefully last night.

Recalling last night, Singto touched his lips subconsciously. He thought, even if he acted a little more greedy now, Krist probably wouldn't dislike him.

But if it really shows up completely, Krist will indulge, but I'm afraid he will be frightened by his desire.

Thinking of this, Singto walked slowly back to the living room.

Krist poked the sandwich in front of him, looked up at Singto suspiciously, it seemed that the bad impression he had had on that plate of curry that day had already been deeply rooted in his heart. Singto smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, there are only eggs, tomato, and lettuce in it. You have eaten the eggs I made, and they taste normal, and they won't be unpalatable."

"I didn't say that senior Sing's cooking is terrible..." Krist muttered and retorted, still picked up the sandwich and carefully took a bite. After chewing it and found that it tasted safe, Krist nodded and started to eat it.

It may be that the consumption is too large, and a full plate of breakfast is quickly eaten up. Krist poured a large glass of milk into his stomach before asking, "Senior, what are your plans today?"

"Nothing special, but..." Singto, who was collecting the tableware for Krist, stopped his movements. He looked at Krist, trying to convey his thoughts to Krist with his eyes, "If possible, I want to stay with Kit all day today."

Krist opened her mouth, looking dumb but cute. Singto felt that he had really said too little of this kind of thing before, as Kongphop told him, he should say more in the future. He hooked the corner of his mouth and continued, "I want to know Kit's answer."

Krist trembled like returning to his soul. He touched his chin, as if he was thinking about this question seriously, but his smiling eyes had already betrayed him. After a long time, he replied "reluctantly": "Since senior Sing wants me to stay so much, then I will stay. Anyway, I can't find other friends to play with."

Such a proud look is really very cute. Getting a satisfactory answer, Singto smiled, picked up the plate and walked into the kitchen.

Krist also followed behind Singto. He looked around, and even opened the refrigerator to have a look. After finding that there was really nothing to do, he consciously washed the milk cup he had just used.

Singto observed all of Krist's movements, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became more and more obvious.

Such a scene, such a leisurely and safe space, if it can last a lifetime, how wonderful it would be.

Halfway through the movie, the doorbell of Singto's dormitory rang. Krist stared intently, but felt that Singto should pause when he went to answer the door. Singto signaled to Kris that he didn't need to do this, he just watched it by himself, and got up to open the door.

The person standing outside the door made Singto stunned: "...Mr. Arthit?"

Arthit dressed casually today, not like a teacher, but more like a big brother who can be seen everywhere. But with a bit of impatience on his face, he looked into Singto's room: "Uh, I came to look for Kit, but there was no one in his dormitory. He's here, right? You two really don't answer the phone, What are you doing?"

"Sorry." Singto apologized subconsciously, "We are watching a DVD."

Krist in the room also paused the movie and came out as if he had noticed something strange. Seeing Arthit, he let out an "ah" as if remembering something, and smiled at Arthit: "Hehe, brother, good morning..."

"Good morning, it's already afternoon!" Arthit restrained his anger obviously because of Singto's presence, "Don't tell me you forgot that our two families have an appointment for dinner today!"

Only then did Singto remember that Krist had told him about the dinner, but he didn't know which day it was. He was a little guilty, and he didn't want Krist to be scolded, so before Krist could speak, he said, "I'm sorry, Teacher Arthit, I invited Kit to stay."

Arthit raised his eyebrows, but he didn't look as angry as before: "It's not your fault Singto, it's because Kit was so overwhelmed by love that he couldn't even remember the agreement with the elders." He glanced at the standing Krist behind Singto, "I'll give you five minutes to pack yourself up." He paused, then turned his gaze back to Singto, "Come with Singto, too."

Singto's eyes widened in surprise: "Teacher, this is not appropriate."

"It's nothing inappropriate. I believe neither mother would mind adding a pair of chopsticks. And..." Arthit walked into the hallway, still couldn't hold back, and reached out to grab Krist's ear, "This guy doesn't seem to want to talk to you very much." Separate." Ignoring Krist's bared teeth, Arthit let go of Krist, exited the door and waved, "Hurry up."

It was quiet again. Krist rubbed her ears, looking a little pitiful with an aggrieved look: "I'm sorry, Senior Sing, for making you apologize for me."

Singto shook his head and patted Krist on the back: "Don't let Art