Liam Zhao's voice suddenly sounded in Nathan Tao's ears, and then he bit Nathan Tao's earlobe, only a little bit, which hurt a little. Nathan Tao ducked away and said, "It hurts."
"Then don't get distracted."
Liam Zhao spread his palms and touched along the hem of Nathan Tao's shirt. The temperature of his hands was relatively low. Nathan Tao was cold, and he was afraid that he would do something, so he grabbed the back of his hand through the clothes: "Still waiting. "It's time to eat."
"I don't do anything."
After saying this, Nathan Tao couldn't refuse him anymore, but he was okay. He just put his palm on Nathan Tao's abdomen and stopped moving. Nathan Tao couldn't help but think of Caleb Tao when he was a child. Every winter when the weather was too cold, he would When sleeping, he would use Nathan Tao's belly to warm his hands, exactly the same as Liam Zhao's current posture.
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