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“What’s wrong?” Seeing that Luo Sen suddenly fell silent with darkened eyes, Jie Laming thought that he had pained Luo Sen with his weight, so he quickly got up and rubbed him with concern.

Luo Sen was thinking about something, so he didn’t know why Jie Laming suddenly did this. He thought that Jie Laming was groping him, so he got angry. “Don’t grope me.” His voice was stern.

Jie Laming put on an innocent look. He had meant well, and he had no intention of groping Luo Sen.

“I thought I pained you with my weight. I didn’t grope you.” Seeing that Luo Sen got angry, Jie Laming complained.

He added, “If you continue to say this, I will really grope you. Anyway you’ve scolded me, and you are angry.”

He looked aggrieved, as if saying, “I’m wronged.”

However, he did not get on top of Luo Sen again. It seemed like he was just talking. Perhaps he was feeling uncomfortable, because Luo Sen was always on guard against him.

‘It looks like it’s getting more difficult to hug Luo Sen. Shall I drug him next time?

We can’t stay where we are forever. I could die.’

Jie Laming was thinking of drugging Luo Sen.

But he thought he would die faster if he did that. He signed. He couldn’t force Luo Sen to do it with him.

Jie Laming’s sudden silence startled Luo Sen, who looked at him wonderingly.

Why did he suddenly get quiet? Pigs might fly.

He didn’t believe that Jie Laming would easily give him peace of mind for his doubts, as Jie Laming usually keep pestering him for a long while. No matter what he said or warned, it was useless.

“Aren’t you busy with your own business? Go ahead.” Luo Sen got up and said in a softened tone. However, he didn’t soften the stern look on his face. Otherwise, Jie Laming would ask for more.

However, Jie Laming’s mood was lifted up, and he got out of bed and caught up with Luo Sen, because Luo Sen seldom asked about his private business.

“Are you worried that your man will suffer a loss?” Like a big dog wagging its tail, Jie Laming hopped onto Luo Sen’s back and walked closely behind him.

Luo Sen gave him angry look and then mercilessly moved Jie Laming’s hands away from his shoulder, saying impatiently, “I’m not worried about you at all. Walk on your own. You are too heavy.”

After he spoke, he didn’t look at Jie Laming, going inside the bathroom to wash up, but he didn’t refute the word ‘your man’.

Jie Laming clung to him again like a sticky tape. He held Luo Sen from behind and kissed him on the neck.

Luo Sen got startled, shouting angrily, “Jie Laming, are you tired of living? If you want to die, tell me, and I’ll kill you.”

“I just gave you a kiss, and you want to kill me. I’m your man, Luo Sen,” Jie Laming said with feigned grievance.

Actually, it served him right. If he hadn’t used that method to get Luo Sen, Luo Sen would not have detested him so much and lost temper with him all the time.”

“Can’t you, sometimes act cute? I don’t ask much, just a little bit, really.”

Was Jie Laming prepared to be killed when he said this?