"I'm a little tired." Everett Su held a stick of ice cream that Nolan Shang had just bought and leaned against him as if it were boneless.
Nolan Shang looked at Everett Su who was feeling lazy after eating and patted his lower back, "Then let's go back to the hotel and rest?"
"No, I want to go play with Asher Ji." Everett Su leaned against him and shook his head, his limp hair sticking to the clothes on Nolan Shang's chest.
Through a layer of fabric, Nolan Shang could still feel the feeling of hair scraping against his body. It was itchy, not just on his chest, but even in his heart.
Nolan Shang had nothing to do with him. He walked to Everett Su and stopped, turning his back to him. "Come up, I will carry you."
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