He hesitated and lowered his head, "Actually... this kind of thing doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what a person's background is, you don't need to care what others say..."

The voice is getting smaller and smaller.

How could you not care?

When Kong Lu said those words in the milk tea shop, he was so angry when he heard it. How uncomfortable was Shao Ming at that time?

What words hurt more than violence, he comforted Shao Ming with such words, it was like standing and talking without back pain.

Seeing him bowing his head, Shao Ming suddenly said, "Do you care?"

Zhu Tong raised his head: "What do I care about?"

"…"

Oh identity.

Zhu Tongdao: "What should I care about? I know you and not someone's son. What I like is you. You are good to me and you deserve me. I like you, and I am not..."

"Blessed child."

Shao Ming suddenly interrupted him.

Zhu Tong tilted his head to look over.

Shao Ming's eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips raised a beautiful arc, and his face was as perfect as a knife and axe with a bit of seriousness. When he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse: "Come here."

Although the two were sitting on the sofa together, there was still a person's distance between them.

He suddenly made a sound, and Zhu Tongxin trembled, as if bewitched, and moved himself to his side a little bit.

Zhu Tong felt that he was pressed against the back of the sofa, the bangs hanging on his forehead were lifted by a hand, and a warm kiss fell on his forehead.

Reverent and cherished.

Zhu Tong didn't move, just blinked his eyes blankly.

Shao Ming smiled even more, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

With a gentle and long kiss, Zhu Tong was so confused that he even took the initiative to open his lips and let him in, letting him hook his lips and tongue.

When they parted, they breathed slightly, but Zhu Tong still started to look dazed.

Shao Ming's smile is bright, which makes his whole face more vivid and bright, and the light above his head, he is bathed in the light, dazzling like a god, people unconsciously sink into a deep, uncontrollable obsession.

Zhu Tong suddenly frowned and said, "Don't laugh."

Shao Ming puzzled: "Why?"

Zhu Tong whispered: "This kind of thing is not funny, you don't have to be so strong in front of me..."

Before he could force Yan Huan to laugh out, Shao Ming suddenly let out a low laugh.

Zhu Tong looked at him blankly.

Shao Ming said, "Do you think I am trying to force a smile?"

"…"

"It's not forcing a smile." Shao Ming said, "I laughed because of you, because you said you liked me."

Zhu Tong: "…"

I don't know what to say, but I blushed to show calm.

Shao Ming raised his hand and stroked his still glowing lips, couldn't help but lowered his head and pecked on his lips again before leaning back on the sofa.

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