Red Line Resurrection Chapter 85

85 Chapter 85

◎Do you want to rest with me?◎

The bathroom was filled with mist. Shen Lingjun stood under the shower head but couldn’t help but look at the ring again. The red thread was wrapped around his slender finger with distinct phalanges, as if the flesh and blood were broken and surrounded by it, becoming a strong and straightforward existence like an oath.

Shen Lingjun was so shocked at that time that he even forgot to ask Liang Jian when he prepared the ring.

But he may not get the answer he wants. Maybe Liang Ji’an had planned it a long time ago. Anyway, he has always been like this, as if everything is under his control. And at a certain moment, Shen Lingjun suddenly realized that not to mention that they still “existed” half of the same genes earlier. According to Liang Ji’an’s character, even if they have exactly the same blood flowing in their bodies, it will not have any impact on the current situation.

Liang Jian didn’t care about anything, he only cared about Shen Lingjun.

But Shen Lingjun is different.

But that doesn’t matter now. He couldn’t love Liang Ji’an in half, and he didn’t need to tell the difference so clearly. He just subconsciously wanted to repeatedly confirm the uniqueness and eternity of this love.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, and gently kissed the ring at the root of his middle finger. The originally cold metal was warmed by the water or body temperature, just like the temperature on his cheek now.

Shen Lingjun climbed into bed with water vapor all over his body. It was around four o’clock in the afternoon. After the blackout curtains in the bedroom were closed, the whole room was no different from night. However, he was not sleepy at all and had no appetite to eat. It was just the fatigue and fatigue from crying for a long time that urged him to rest. Shen Lingjun was half-relying on the pillow, but his eyes were staring at the door intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart was beating fast.

Liang Ji’an washed up much faster than Shen Lingjun, but he went downstairs to get an ice pack and brought some food up. Then he opened the door, and Shen Lingjun, who was sleeping on the bed with his quilt hugged, was like a piece of fluffy and soft butter bread just out of the oven. When he heard the noise, he immediately looked up at him, moved his lips and said in a low voice: “I’m a little sleepy.”

“Would you like to rest with me for a while.”

There is a hidden invitation hidden under the straightforward words. Shen Lingjun’s gradually swollen eyes now only have a hint of redness at the end of his eyes. The small mole is fully exposed as he lowers his eyes. It is simply breathtaking and tempting under the light.

Shen Lingjun didn’t wait for his response, thinking that Liang Ji’an didn’t hear what he said clearly, or that what he said was too abrupt. He was mentally prepared to look up, but found that there was no sense in Liang Ji’an’s eyes. It was like two clusters of fire. Shen Lingjun suddenly felt unsure. He unconsciously took a half step back with his hands on his hands, only to find that he had nowhere to escape.

Liang Ji’an placed the tray on the table beside him. His steps and movements were still unhurried, with his usual grace and calmness, but when he leaned towards Shen Lingjun, his breathing was so hot that it made people tremble. His sight unobstructed by his glasses passed over Shen Lingjun’s face inch by inch like a real thing. Just as he was about to kiss, Shen Lingjun lifted the quilt and said in a panic: “Aren’t you cold? Do you want a quilt?”

At this time, he became considerate. Liang Ji’an held his wrist, smiled and said, “Is Junjun going to regret it?”

Shen Lingjun bit his mouth and muttered: “What’s wrong with regretting or not? I obviously didn’t say anything…”

He struggled a little and insisted on covering Liang Ji’an with the quilt, then forced his shoulders to lie down, and said commandingly: “You are not allowed to move.”

I don’t know if it was out of shyness or some other reason, but Shen Lingjun didn’t want to expose himself completely to the light. He spread his legs and knelt on Liang Ji’an. He looked at Liang Ji’an for a long time with his obedient and beautiful face, his long eyelashes lowered, but made no further move.

Liang Jian’s desire for Shen Lingjun could not be restrained from a long time ago, but he had to suppress it repeatedly in the long-term pull. For a period of time, he had to use a lot of exercise to consume the energy that had nowhere to go, although the results were minimal.

He looked at Shen Lingjun’s red lips, took a long breath, and said hoarsely: “Baby…”

Shen Lingjun reached out and clicked to turn off the light. He couldn’t see anything clearly in the darkness. He could only hear their rapid breathing intertwined. However, Shen Lingjun seemed to have found some sense of security. He snuggled into Liang Jian’s arms and kissed the side of his neck like a chicken pecking at rice.

Liang Ji’an was very useful, but he wanted more than that. He had been waiting for this moment for so long that such a gentle kiss from Shen Lingjun made him tremble with excitement. His hands were pressed against Shen Lingjun’s smooth and soft skin, and he wanted to devour him with every bite.

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Liang Ji’an rubbed the scar on his left hand completely against him.

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Shen Lingjun was drowsy, Liang Ji’an bit his ear to coax him a few words, and turned on the wall lamp on the bedside table.

Shen Lingjun half-closed his eyes, then involuntarily slowly raised his eyes to look at Liang Jian, not sure if he was begging for mercy or just subconsciously calling him, “Brother…”

The difference in size between him and Liang Ji’an was so big that when Shen Lingjun was covered by him, he couldn’t even see the ceiling, so he called out brother again in a daze.

Adding fuel to the fire.

Liang Ji’an picked him up, their fingers interlocked, their rings overlapped, and the two red lines almost merged into one under the light.

Shen Lingjun looked at him with a tear on the verge of falling.

It landed on Liang Ji’an’s mouth.

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Haha, surrender【[melted] again】