I thought he was a weak little white flower

Staying in bed and waking up early is a fierce tug of war.Those who stay in bed are getting thicker and thicker, and those who wake up early are getting more and more ruthless.Getting up - became a war without gunpowder.

Zhao Yang has already trained himself to be able to sleep soundly without a quilt and with the curtains open.He skillfully curled up his body to preserve his body temperature, and raised his arms to cover his eyes to block the glare of the sun.

It was obvious that Yu Heqing couldn't just stop there, the trick of cold towels had long since expired, and even the young master who played Douyin could fall asleep peacefully.Today Yu Heqing chose the simplest and rude method. He stood on Zhao Yang's bed, looked down at the happy snoring piggy, raised the corners of his mouth viciously, and kicked Zhao Yang's upturned ass. .

"Ah!!!! Yu Heqing, you are a thousand swords!"

The body suddenly peeled off from the soft bed, and with the help of gravity, it fell freely towards the soft carpet, and had an intimate contact with the earth unexpectedly.

Yu Heqing still savored the soft touch on his feet, the butt of the little bastard was quite soft.

Zhao Yang struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Yu Heqing with murderous eyes.Yu Heqing turned a blind eye: "Hurry up and wash up and have breakfast, I'm going to be late."

Yu Heqing happily enjoyed the scorched toast, hummed a song in a good mood, and suddenly Zhao Yang's destructive roar sounded upstairs: "Yu Heqing is a dog!!! Today is Saturday!!! "

Yu Heqing took a meal in his hand, picked up the unfinished breakfast and hurried out.Seeing people go to the empty breakfast table, Zhao Yang's anger reached its peak. Saturday morning is his rare rest time!

Zhao Yang walked towards Yu Heqing's room angrily, his anger made him forget to knock on the door, the scene inside the door made him startled, Yu Heqing came to his room so many times, this is the first time he came to Yu Heqing Room.The room is as simple as others. There is a flower stand in the room with an unfinished painting on it. There are a few sheets of drawing paper scattered on the table, and the discarded drawings in the trash can are almost overflowing.

Zhao Yang belatedly remembered that he was studying painting at Heqing University.

Hehehe, Zhao Yang thought of a way to make Yu Heqing compensate as soon as he thought about it.

As soon as Yu Heqing entered the door, he felt the little bastard's blazing eyes that seemed to be real. He secretly thought that something was wrong, pretending not to see it, and walked quickly towards the room.The little brat jumped in front of him briskly, then leaned his waist against the wall in front of him in a pretentious manner, and said very delicately: "I hurt my waist and legs when I fell down today, it hurts so much~"

If you hadn't jumped over so cheerfully just now, I would have believed your nonsense.

"what do you want?"

Seeing that he was so direct and knowledgeable, Zhao Yang's waist didn't hurt anymore, and his legs didn't hurt anymore. He smiled and said, "Teach me how to draw."

"No."

"why?"

"you're too dumb"

"You are bullshitting!"

"..." He was still talking nonsense, but he felt that he and the little brat were not close enough to teach him how to draw.

Zhao Yang couldn't let go of his mouth despite all his good words, he gritted his teeth and showed the perseverance to stay in bed, and followed Yu Heqing all the time, looking at him eagerly, his big watery eyes seemed to contain infinite grievances.

Yu Heqing turned a blind eye to it, acting resolutely like a ruthless killer. This is a ruthless and ruthless war.Until Zhao Yang shamelessly lifted the quilt and tried to climb into Yu Heqing's bed, Yu Heqing's expressionless face finally collapsed: "Can't you let me go! Can someone teach you?"

Zhao Yang said with a playful smile, "No, Grandpa won't let me learn."

"Then I too..."

Zhao Yang never gave him a chance to refuse, "You are different, you taught me that this is the exchange of mother-child feelings, right, little mother?"

Yu Heqing was determined to strangle him to death, if he had known, he would have kicked him a few more times today, little bastard!

Yu Heqing still didn't let go, and Zhao Yang didn't care, he lay down and found a comfortable position and fell asleep, and after a while, a cheerful little snoring sounded.

Yu Heqing finally understood that this ancestor was not joking, and that he could keep messing around like this.

Yu Heqing lay down on the bed discouraged, pushed the little brat away a little bit in disgust, gradually fell asleep with the cheerful little snoring, and cleaned up the little brat again in his dream.