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

Lan Yu slept very well that night. He used to feel uncomfortable sleeping when he spent the night elsewhere, but not when sleeping with Chu Yitang.

His body temperature was slightly cold, like warm ice. You could sleep dreamlessly until dawn next to him.

But it was difficult to wake up Chu Yitang in the morning. It was almost time for class, so he didn't dare to be late under the nose of Xianjun Minqu. Lan Yu had tried every method, but Chu Yitang was unmoved at all. If you get bored, just cover your head with a quilt.

Lan Yu was afraid that he might hold it back, and with a sudden heart, he gently opened the quilt covering Chu Yitang's head, stretched out his fingertips, and touched Chu Yitang's earlobe, and then——

Chu Yitang jumped up with a "clang" and covered his ears. His face was filled with shock and anger. His eyes were still unclear, like a blue lake covered with mist. He gritted his silver teeth and spoke word by word:

"Lanyu, do you want to die?"

Lan Yu rolled over and rolled out of bed quickly before he got angry. He was wearing a special white school uniform, an obsidian belt around his waist, and his hair tied high. The young man was so energetic that he opened the door and ran away, running far away. He did not forget to say:

"Brother, I've put the towel for you on the shelf. Remember to get dressed!"

Chu Yitang was furious. Ever since Lan Yu accidentally learned that his earlobe was ticklish last time, he knew that this kid must have evil intentions. Today he dared to touch it openly and openly. Well done, so well done!

Lan Yu didn't go far, so he stood outside the yard waiting for him. Although the method was a bit risky, fortunately he was called up, which showed that this method was very effective.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Lan Yu was thinking about whether to climb up the wall to see the situation. The door to the courtyard was opened with a bang. Chu Yitang stepped out of the threshold with a dark face, his black hair was tied up, and his white clothes were dusty. He didn't even give Lan Yu a look, but he was still angry with Lan Yu for touching his ears.

Lan Yu followed him, feeling that Chu Yitang looked really good-looking with a straight face. He tentatively grabbed Chu Yitang's sleeve, but he didn't catch it the first time. Lan Yu took it a step further and simply grabbed his hand.

Chu Yitang was about to get angry again, so Lan Yu called his brother and punched him back, like hitting cotton, and he couldn't vent his anger.

Lan Yu laughed so hard that he burst into tears. He justified his behavior in the morning with some threats: "Xianjun Minqu likes to beat people the most, especially those who are late. He also punishes them by squatting on horseback."

Chu Yitang listened to his vivid description and looked at him askance: "Does he still dare to hit me?"

"Of course he can't hit you. If he hits you, I will stand up and take the beating for you."

Lan Yu had extremely beautiful eyes, which seemed to be filled with the dazzling brilliance of stars. Chu Yitang couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to tap his eyebrows.

When we arrived at the entrance of the sacrificial hall, there were more people. Class was about to begin. When he was seated, Lan Yu saw a thick stack of papers stacked on Yuan Qing's desk, and then he remembered that he had been punished to copy 200 times yesterday. Qingxin Sutra.

Yuan Qing sat on his seat with two big dark circles under his eyes and his eyes were dull. Looking carefully, his hands seemed to be shaking slightly. When Lan Yu thought that he dared to make up Chu Yitang's gossip yesterday, the only trace of sympathy he had had disappeared in an instant.

Lan Yu lay on the back of the chair, pretending to be concerned: "How is it? Have you finished copying it 200 times?"

Yuan Qing was extremely weak at this time. He raised his head desperately and said in a weak voice: "I finished copying. I didn't sleep all night."

"Oh, that's hard work."

Yuan Qing's temperament is more impetuous than calm, and he is always heartless. It would be nice to teach him a lesson, otherwise it will be too late to suffer the consequences again when he is outside.

However, it was not until the bell of the bell tower rang three times that Immortal Minqu hurriedly walked into the hall. He told them to read the books by themselves and not to make any noise. He told Hongran to watch, and then hurried away.

Everyone was a little surprised, but it was not a good thing every day that they didn't have to go to class, so they all went to do their own things happily.

Yuan Qing fell on the table as if he had been granted amnesty. It was like the aftermath of a disaster. He fell asleep before his mind could react.

Lan Yu was practicing calligraphy and Chu Yitang was reading. There was a small bag of lotus seed cakes on the table. Lan Yu was afraid that Chu Yitang would be hungry and brought it to him for breakfast.

It was almost noon when Yuan Qing woke up. He asked Hong Ran that get out of class would end in half an hour. Yuan Qing was overjoyed. This sleep made his muscles and bones soothed. As expected, he slept as comfortably as he did during class.

When he was in good spirits, he became restless. He felt bored after drawing two tortoises, so he started looking around.

But when his eyes turned to Lan Yu's table, Yuan Qing was suddenly stunned. He couldn't believe it. This meticulous person in front of him was actually Lan Yu?

Lan Yu finished writing a line of words, put down the pen, poured water into Chu Yitang's cup skillfully, and then continued to practice calligraphy. Obviously he was not distracted to read, but as soon as Chu Yitang finished drinking, he would be able to pinch some more and continue. Go back and practice his calligraphy.

A set of movements was completed in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Yuan Qing looked at it and saw a little bit of the meaning of living together day and night, playing the piano and the harp in harmony.

He bumped Hongran's shoulder and motioned him to look ahead with his eyes.

Hongran, however, looked unperturbed. While reviewing yesterday's homework, he replied nonchalantly: "It was the same when we were eating yesterday. Didn't you notice?"

Was there ever a time when Lan Yu was so human?

Yuan Qing touched his chin, looked at the two people sitting in front of him in bewilderment, and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, do you think Lan Yu will be so attentive to his future wife?"

"How can these be the same? How can a mentor and a wife be compared together?"

Yuan Qing choked. In fact, he had something more daring to say.

Based on his personal feelings alone, he feels that Lan Yu is actually more like the latter to Chu Yitang...

Because something urgent happened in the library of Immortal Minqu, I had to rush back to deal with it. Naturally, I didn’t attend the afternoon class.

Yuan Qing happily rushed to the cafeteria as soon as get out of class was over, but his collar was suddenly grabbed. Lan Yu was behind him, pulling him back and asking in a low voice: "Come to Ciyun Club and bring a message." Are you ready?"

Yuan Qing didn't feel sleepy anymore when he mentioned this. He thought Lan Yu was enlightened and nodded enthusiastically: "Yes, yes, I brought a lot of them. They are complete in variety and beautifully illustrated. There are as many as you want!"

Then Lan Yu pulled him back to his room without eating.

Yuan Qing saw Lan Yu squatting in front of the bookshelf and picking and picking. He took out a book and shook his head and put it back unsatisfied. After half a day, he collected about six or seven story books. He held them in his arms and counted them. It was rare. He cast an approving look at Yuan Qing:

"I'll give it back to you in a few days, thank you."

Yuan Qing waved his hand generously: "Take it as you like, I have plenty. Remember to give me feedback after reading it!"

"understood."

It turns out that Lan Yu also likes to watch this. Didn't he always say that he has no taste in the past?

Yuan Qing felt his hungry belly and didn't think about anything else. He closed the door and went to eat while humming a tune.

It is true that Lan Yu did not read these books himself. He was not interested in these things. He used them to relieve Chu Yitang's boredom.