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Being pressed at the entrance of the gate, he raised his head and took the initiative to stick Zhou Qifeng's lips. Su Lin began to be nervous.

He pinched the cloth in his hand in a panic. He didn't know whether he was pulling Zhou Qifeng's shoulder or his arm. Beside his ears, only his own heart beat as fast as a drum beating.

To tell you the truth, before Zhou Qifeng proposed to have a relationship with him, the money agreement reached with Zhou Qifeng had no real sense for him at all.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Qifeng took his hand and asked him to take the initiative. He didn't think much about it.

It wasn't until he actually got married that he realized it was totally different from what he had imagined.

Su Lin was so stiff that he didn't know what to do. Zhou Qifeng closed his eyes and waited for a long time. He didn't wait for Su Lin's next move. He even felt his lips trembling.

Zhou Qifeng opened his eyes slightly surprised and saw Su Lin's frown a second before the light went dark.

Is he nervous?

Zhou Qifeng tentatively kneaded Su Lin's back waist and noticed that his stiff body seemed to begin to relax, so he tightened his arms and began to control the kiss.

I didn't kiss her in the bar just now, but Su Lin was too nervous.

He wanted to step back, but he stepped on the ground and fell into the deep sea. The tide came over him, and the slippery water covered his mouth. The suffocation made him breathless.

A rope suddenly appeared in the sea and caught his neck and pulled him upstream. It was not clear whether he was going to save him or strangle him, but he could only be pulled up by the rope, and his hands and feet were pressed down by the water pressure and could not move at all.

When he was about to suffocate, he instinctively opened his eyes and saw the sun shining through the sea, casting a dark brown light under the refraction of the sea.

"Breathe." Zhou Qifeng let Su Lin go and patted him on the back to coax him.

Su Lin gasped heavily, but the feeling of dyspnea was still shrouded in five senses.

Even if his mouth and nose were exposed to the air, the sea water coming from all directions pressed his lungs through his body.

Zhou Qifeng held his face and looked at him, patted his back to ease his tension and let him breathe with his own rhythm.

Su Lin grabs his arm like a life-saving straw, and his nails are almost pinched into his arm muscles through the cloth.

Zhou Qifeng held him in his arms and coaxed him for about two or three minutes, and Su Lin's breath gradually calmed down.

"Why are you so nervous today?" Zhou Qifeng picked up Su Lin with one hand, turned on the light in the living room and walked with him.

Su Lin obediently took his neck, the link was close to his open neckline, pursed his lips and breathed with his nose.

The house was empty. Zhou Qifeng walked to the sofa and sat down. He asked Su Lin to face him and sit on his leg.

"I'm not nervous..." Su Lin suddenly said in a low voice.

Zhou Qifeng originally just casually asked, but also guessed that Su Lin would be nervous because he said when he got off the car that he wanted Su Lin to fulfill the contract.

In the end, no matter how mature Su Lin is, he is still a child whose mind has not yet completely transformed into an adult.

He has never been in love. He has been busy studying, working part-time and taking care of his grandmother.

He grew up in ignorance and gave birth to flowers. In panic, he was forced by Zhou Qifeng to drill out the bud and blossom.

When everything seems to be back on track, Zhou Qifeng's words made him realize that his situation is different from before.

Watching him lower his head and whispering in a low voice, Zhou Qifeng seemed to see a flower that blooms and encounters wind and rain.

Zhou Qifeng softened up and patted Su Lin on the back. "I know you're not nervous. I'm kidding."