TEOTWDWTEFTCLB Chapter 56

☆、 Pure Soft Cute Zombie Shou? Possessive Overbearing Ability User Gong (56)

☆、 Pure Soft Cute Zombie Shou Possessive Overbearing Ability User Gong (56)

“What are you crying for? I didn’t do anything,” Shen Xuanmo’s hand gently caressed the young man’s face, his eyes filled with obscure emotions.

“Awoo.” Nan Qing possessed eyes that spoke volumes, and even though Shen Xuanmo couldn’t understand his zombie language, he could read his emotions from his eyes.

Nan Qing’s long eyelashes concealed the unease and fear in his eyes, and every now and then, silent tears like pearls would fall, hiccupping softly, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

He looked at the naked young man in the bathtub, trying hard to suppress the desire brewing in his eyes, and said with some annoyance, “What are you wronged about… someone is serving you, and you’re still not happy?”

While using his ability to add and change the water, Shen Xuanmo muttered to himself, “How long hasn’t he bathed? Even the color of the water has darkened.”

“Let me see if there are any other injuries on his body?” Although Shen Xuanmo’s voice carried a hint of complaint, his movements were surprisingly gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting Nan Qing.

But Nan Qing didn’t understand, nor could he hear the concern in his words. He only felt that this human was very fierce, with a fierce tone, fierce actions, and a fierce expression.

Nan Qing glanced at the man several times with unease, not daring to breathe loudly, pouting, lowering his head, wiping his tears, looking like he was ready to die.

Anyone who didn’t know the situation would think Shen Xuanmo had done something to him.

“Don’t cry, baby,” Shen Xuanmo sighed, his tone laced with a hint of helplessness, “I told you I won’t hurt you.” Don’t cry, you’ll have plenty of time to cry later.

“Hic!” Nan Qing’s tears gradually stopped, and he hiccupped from crying unexpectedly. He raised his head, his captivating eyes flickering with a trace of doubt and innocence, and at the same time, a strange warmth welled up in his heart.

Why? Wasn’t he planning to wash him clean and then blow his brains out?

Nan Qing’s crying hiccups made him look even more helpless and adorable, and Shen Xuanmo couldn’t help but chuckle. His voice was low and warm, “Haha, still as timid as ever.” This scene was indeed strangely familiar.

Nan Qing was angry but dared not speak out, knowing that he was laughing at him, but he didn’t dare to retort. However, it completely diverted his attention, and he didn’t seem so afraid anymore.

Shen Xuanmo gently lifted Nan Qing from the bathtub, wrapped him in a soft towel, and carefully dried the water droplets on his body.

Shen Xuanmo found a set of pajamas for Nan Qing to change into, his fingertips sliding over the soft, jade-like skin. The icy touch now burned him like a raging fire, his Adam’s apple bobbing involuntarily.

“Sleep, you must have been scared today,” he gently raised his hand and brushed away the tear stains on Nan Qing’s face.

Shen Xuanmo then covered the young man with the quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed, quietly, nakedly looking at him, silently swallowing this bitterness.

Shen Xuanmo’s gaze was too fervent, his eyes full of desire. Nan Qing pretended to be dead, not daring to open his eyes, only hoping that it was his illusion.

Nan Qing kept his eyes tightly closed, the corners of his eyes red, his full red lips slightly parted, as if testing Shen Xuanmo’s self-control.

His eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly, and he was still a little uneasy in his heart, but Nan Qing didn’t dare to make any movements, fearing that he would accidentally break this fragile balance, and then his head would be gone.

Nan Qing liked to scare himself. In reality, apart from himself, no one was thinking of hitting his head.

Shen Xuanmo sat quietly by the bed, motionless, like a sculpture, until he watched Nan Qing gradually fall asleep, fearing that the young man would suddenly disappear from his world again.

When Shen Xuanmo was filled with resentment born from love, he was also extremely grateful. Only he knew best what the joy and excitement in his heart were like.

“Baby, you really know how to torment people,” his tone revealed a sense of suppression.

The next second, Shen Xuanmo gently lay down beside the young man, his hands pinching the young man’s slender waist, turning him around to face him.

He thought to himself that his baby was still as thin as ever, and his waist was so thin that it seemed like he could break it with a slight force of his hand.

Even if he couldn’t feel the other person’s heartbeat, only at this moment could he truly believe that his Nan Qing had returned.

Shen Xuanmo’s gaze fell on the cabinet on the bedside table, and he withdrew his gaze self-mockingly.

No matter what Nan Qing did, he never seemed to be able to do anything about it.

He couldn’t bring himself to be ruthless, so he could only dote on him, doting on him without any limits.

He held Nan Qing’s chin in his sleep, scrutinizing him from a high position, and an indescribable heat surged from the depths of his heart, like a tide, surging until it reached his throat.

“Mmm…” Nan Qing seemed to feel a trace of strangeness, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, and the corners of his mouth pursing unconsciously.

Nan Qing only felt that in his dream, something bad seemed to have bitten his mouth, and he murmured a few words in dissatisfaction.

“Sleep well,” Shen Xuanmo said softly, his voice carrying a hint of suppression and pampering. Sleep, and when you wake up, stay by his side obediently, and don’t go anywhere.

He gently tucked Nan Qing in and fell asleep peacefully next to the young man.

After Nan Qing left, Shen Xuanmo had hardly slept soundly. This sleep lasted until noon.

People are refreshed by happy events. Shen Xuanmo was in a cheerful mood. As soon as he got up, he was busy tidying up this and that.

Afraid of hurting Nan Qing, he put away all the things in the room that he thought were dangerous.

Shen Xuanmo’s slender fingers brushed over Nan Qing’s hair, and he said without thinking, “His hair seems to have grown longer.”

He didn’t look closely last night, but now he realized that Nan Qing’s hair was a little longer than before.

Shen Xuanmo didn’t show it very obviously, but his heart was already surging with turbulent waves, and he was overjoyed.

Didn’t this mean that Nan Qing would soon be able to return to normal?

But at this moment, Nan Qing was not very happy. Seeing his mouth that had been broken, tears were flashing in his eyes, about to fall.

“Awoo!” Bad thing, dared to bully his mouth while he was sleeping. Nan Qing was furious, wishing he could bite back.

The culprit on the side, that is, the bad thing in his mouth, just looked at him turning into a round puffer fish without blushing or heartbeat.

He turned his head, wanting to show Shen Xuanmo, but Shen Xuanmo seemed not to see it, his eyes flickered, and he turned his gaze away.

As soon as he saw Nan Qing looking like he had been bullied miserably, he couldn’t help but want to bully Nan Qing even more unscrupulously.

Shen Xuanmo looked at Nan Qing’s flustered appearance and couldn’t help but find it funny.

He habitually rubbed Nan Qing’s head, his tone carrying a hint of pampering: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” He would dare next time.

He didn’t control his strength well last night, which may have made Nan Qing a little uncomfortable, but with more practice and familiarity, it would be fine.

“Awoo?” Nan Qing’s pupils suddenly shrank, and a slight surprise flashed in his eyes.

“I’m lying to you, it wasn’t me.” Shen Xuanmo was amused by his reaction, did he dislike him so much?

Shen Xuanmo leaned over slightly, his profile like jade, his long eyelashes drooping with faint shadows, his whole person exuding an unruly air.

He thought unhappily in his heart, could it be that Nan Qing didn’t like this?

“Sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, bird-like hair and vermilion lips…” He was still okay looking, Shen Xuanmo looked at himself in the mirror with a smile on his lips, seriously evaluating his appearance.

This was the first time he cared about his appearance, and it was also the first time he had seen his appearance so seriously.

Not to mention others, even he himself did not expect that after living confidently for 28 years, he would suddenly have appearance anxiety one day.

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