After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

The sky has been getting earlier and earlier recently, and the morning light is spreading all over the floor. The gauze curtains are too thin, and the bed tents don't block out the light well. Chu Yitang wakes up earlier than usual.

Lan Yu happened to push the door in with millet porridge and saw that Chu Yitang was awake. He put the bowl on the bedside and sat down on the edge of the bed. He pulled Chu Yitang over and kissed the corner of his mouth. He said in a hoarse voice, "Are you hungry? I I made some millet porridge, would you like to take a bite?"

Chu Yitang was stunned for a while. He was resting his head on Lan Yu's shoulder. His hair was very messy, and Lan Yu smoothed it away with his hands. His long black hair, as smooth as water, was tangled and untied between his fingers.

"Not too hungry," Chu Yitang hugged the back of his neck, his voice muffled; "But I didn't see you, I miss you so much."

"I'm going to make porridge. You definitely didn't have a good breakfast if I wasn't here." Lan Yu pinched the tip of his nose and turned around to pick up the bowl of millet porridge. The temperature was just right. He scooped it up, blew on it, and brought it to his lips. , a pair of pears deep in thought, "There are no more lotus seeds, so I can only force Ah Tang to eat this."

Chu Yitang hesitated a little, but still opened his mouth to take it. He fiddled with the bracelet in his hand absently. After taking two spoonfuls, he opened his mouth and asked tentatively: "What did he say to you yesterday?"

Lan Yu paused briefly, then took another spoonful of millet porridge nonchalantly and said, "I didn't say anything."

He lowered his head and blew hot air, hiding his smile, and pretended to be casual under Chu Yitang's anxious gaze:

"Just say that you are not very considerate, have a bad temper, and are very angry. That's all."

Chu Yitang: "......"

Chu Yitang: "...What??!!"

He sat up straight and punched the bed board with one punch. With a thud, he pressed down the bowl in Lan Yu's hand. It was obvious that he was not expecting this and his brows were furrowed: "That's what he told you." ?Didn’t you say anything else?”

Lan Yu said blankly: "Then what else does Ah Tang want him to say to me?"

"Then let's talk about something good! How can I only find fault with you? Why didn't he say something about me——"

The words stopped suddenly, and his mind was so damn stuck. It was only when Chu Yitang finished talking that he remembered that he seemed to have nothing to offer, and he couldn't even dance with guns, sticks, or formations. Putting it to this point, after all, life is about a steady flow of water, and it is not about comparing who is better at swordsmanship.

Chu Yitang suddenly let out a sigh of relief, then went back softly, slumped on the quilt, and pulled half of the corner of the quilt to cover his head, and said in frustration: "Forget it, I know this is forcing people to do something difficult, I won't say anything anymore, what he said is all That's right."

Not even two seconds after he pretended to be a coward, the quilt was lifted again. Lan Yu pulled Chu Yitang over, held his waist, lifted his knees with one hand, and asked him to sit on his lap, not lightly. She patted his hip hard and explained seriously:

"I told my grandpa, and I said Ah Tang treated me very well, was very considerate, and was very accommodating to me."

There was more than a little adulteration in these words. Chu Yitang was said to be guilty. He poked the end of Lan Yu's hair and said awkwardly: "...Am I very considerate? Probably not..."

As for whether to give in or not, it's even more nonsense. It would be nice if he didn't cause trouble for Lan Yu. How could he give in to him?

Lan Yu grabbed his hand and kissed the back of his hand. He leaned against the bed and laughed until he was silent. In the end, he was punched on the shoulder by Chu Yitang, who was so angry. Lan Yu felt the pain and let out a cry. Seeing that Chu Yitang seemed to really care. Regarding this question, he hurriedly said seriously:

"No Ah Tang, you are really considerate. In the past, my mother-in-law said that I had a dull temper and would hold back everything I wanted to say. But every time I was unhappy, you could tell right away and you would patiently comfort me. of."

Chu Yitang wondered: "Is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true."

This is indeed a fact. Lan Yu is usually fine, but if he gets into trouble, even nine oxen can't pull him. Especially since he doesn't like to speak. No matter whether he takes the initiative to ask or takes the initiative to speak, he holds it back every time. Angry, he didn't answer any questions.

But Chu Yitang took the trouble to coax him every time. No matter how angry Lan Yu was or how angry he was, he would coax Lan Yu until he relented and stopped being angry. He would never let Lan Yu spend the night with his emotions.

Chu Yitang's explanation for this was that seeing his sweetheart being wronged was more uncomfortable for him than stabbing him. Anyway, Lan Yu was not difficult to coax, he just had a little temper and needed constant attention.

A kiss, a hug, some sweet words, and a promise that it won't happen next time. Lan Yu is willing to go down the steps. In short, he is a very well-behaved baby.

Besides, he has seldom been angry recently. Lan Yu's tears come at every turn, and his eyes turn red when Chu Yitang's tone is slightly off. It makes Chu Yitang particularly uncomfortable. In the end, he simply stops losing his temper and bites when he is angry. He was able to relieve his anger and take advantage, killing two birds with one stone.

Chu Yitang was finally comforted. He moved forward, put his hands around Lan Yu's neck, and asked sincerely: "Then do you like me?"

Lan Yu bit his lip and tasted a little sweetness of millet porridge. He licked the corners of Chu Yitang's lips and said sincerely:

"I like Ah Tang the most."

Chu Yitang laughed with satisfaction, kissed Lan Yu loudly on the cheek, pinched the soft flesh on his face, and said proudly: "He told me before that he wanted me to find someone with a good temper who could tolerate him. There should be nothing to say about people’s lives now.”

"Did grandpa always tell you this before?"

"Yes, he used to talk about it when nothing happened, and it annoyed me to death." Chu Yitang poked his pear and played with it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but kiss him again, "He used to say that I can't find a wife with my bad temper. Son, when I found it, I was so angry that I ran away."

Lan Yu allowed him to kiss him and smiled muffledly until his stomach hurt. He did not forget to promise:

"It's okay Ah Tang, I won't run away."

"Well, if you dare to run away, I'll kill you without mercy."