little lover

As soon as the car stopped, Zhuo Yifan was a little nervous, and when Han Qiaoye pushed him into the room, he stammered, "Forget it, forget it, or wait until next time, I suddenly remembered something, my master said Let me draw a picture tonight..."

Anyone could do it, but just mentioning Teacher Fang's name made Han Qiaoye jealous, and pushed him in without saying a word: "It won't waste your time, let's go in and have a look."

The entrance of the room was a bit narrow, and Zhuo Yifan wanted to run away again. As soon as he came in, he turned around and bumped into Han Qiaoye's arms, knocking his forehead on the other's chin, and both of them groaned in pain.

Han Qiaoye hadn't been here for a long time. While restraining Zhuo Yifan, he groped for the light switch. The room without the lights was dark. After the two of them had a secret fight, Zhuo Yifan Confused for a moment, he suddenly stopped.

Han Qiaoye was still touching the switch, felt his arms quiet down and laughed, "Why, do you know you're obedient now?"

Zhuo Yifan raised his arms and hugged his neck. Han Sanshao was tall and had long legs, much taller than him. Zhuo Yifan stepped up and kissed his chin, then closed his eyes and kissed while looking for his lips. Send yourself up.

Han Qiaoye was taken aback by the sudden benefits, but soon he stopped looking for the light switch and hugged Zhuo Yifan to the black light of the small cabinet by the door and kissed him for a while.

He couldn't see Zhuo Yifan's expression clearly, but he could feel that the child in his arms was quite courageous. After reaching out to touch his face, he licked his lips for a while, and the tip of his tongue quickly retracted.

Han Qiaoye held his hand and put it on his face, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you continue, I'll touch it for you."

Zhuo Yifan's face was hot, he groaned for a while, and turned his head, but soon he was pressed against his neck and lightly bit his neck, and his hand rested on Han Qiaoye's shoulder. He was very nervous now, and there was A subconscious impulse to make an over-the-shoulder fall!

Fortunately, Han Qiaoye also stopped after tasting some sweetness, and coaxed him softly, rubbing the tip of his nose against him, "It can't be done, if this continues, don't even think about doing business tonight."

Zhuo Yifan also pressed his forehead against him, his face turned red, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Han Qiaoye said: "I have prepared something for you. I put the design of your 'Middle-earth World' on my side. I took a look and made a few pieces for you. See if you can use it. .”

Han Qiaoye groped around and found the switch on the wall behind Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan squinted his eyes at the sudden light after turning on the light, but soon felt that Han Qiaoye was fastening buttons for him. He looked down and saw Han Qiaoye's slender fingers busy on his chest. He restored the clothes with the neckline wide open to its original shape. If it wasn't for the messy hair of this person who was rubbed just now, he would have felt that Han Qiaoye wasn't the one who was making out with him just now.

Han Qiaoye leaned down and kissed the blushing child again, and said with a smile, "I wanted to ask you for some money, but I'm satisfied with your performance just now, so I don't want it for now."

He backed away a little, asked Zhuo Yifan to come down, and took him to the living room to have a look.There are some tools in the living room, and there are many semi-finished products, and some half-made and collapsed piles are piled aside, and they are not cleaned up.There are a few molds on the light-colored carpet. It looks a bit complicated, as if several pieces are put together. Just from the degree of completion, it can be seen that it has been prepared for a while.

Zhuo Yifan went up to look carefully, and soon his eyes lit up, and he sat on the carpet and started fiddling with it.

The things that Han Qiaoye got were quite useful, and they were carefully assembled, showing that a lot of effort was put into them.

This time, less clay was used for sculpture, and more auxiliary materials were used. Half-finished products made of wood chips and metal wires and some polished wooden balls were scattered in the living room, which set off the original black and white color of the room with a bit of smoke and fire. , It's like a child has played around here, and the toys haven't had time to clean up.

That's what Han Qiaoye thought while watching Zhuo Yifan sitting on the carpet fiddling with the moulds.

He has never brought anyone to his house before. It is a bit like his private territory, which is not open to people other than his family. Zhuo Yifan came in and played with those small toys in his territory. I find it annoying, but also amusing.

It's like, this kid is raised by himself.

He went to pour Zhuo Yifan a glass of juice, and then sat down to work with him.

Zhuo Yifan was serious about his work. At first, he was worried that Han Qiaoye would damage the parts, but after watching for a while, he was attracted by Han Qiaoye's hands, especially Han Qiaoye's fingers, which were slender and slender with well-defined joints. Accurate, but there is no expression on his face, as if doing such a small thing is a matter of course.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him enviously, he admired people with strong hands-on ability the most, and his master was like this.

He can do everything without saying a word, and he will always reach out and touch his head when he is at a loss and say with a smile, "It's nothing, Yifan, Master is here!"

Han Qiaoye finished fiddling with the few parts in his hand and put them together to show him that it was already a very delicate and realistic wooden house. All the matching points were fixed, as if it had really shrunk.He held his chin in one hand, and gave the small house to Zhuo Yifan with the other hand, and said, "Here, is this what you want?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at him, suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and then he continued to speed up like a drum beating.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Han Qiaoye asked strangely, "What's the matter?" He said as he grabbed Zhuo Yifan's hand, put the little house in his hand and said, "Take it, are you silly?"

Holding the small wooden house, Zhuo Yifan stood up abruptly, stuttering, "I, I'm going to the bathroom!"

He stood up and walked into the bathroom a little stiffly, closed the door after entering, and squatted at the door for a long time without raising his head, holding the little house in his arms, and placed it on the left chest to make his heart beat as slow as possible. Some.

When he washed his face and came out after calming down, Han Qiaoye was already fighting for the second one.

The two of them worked together on the model all night. Zhuo Yifan was a little distracted at first, and would look up at Han Qiaoye. Later, he slowly became more focused. Han Qiaoye didn't mention it, and he didn't say he was going to leave.

It was too late at night, Zhuo Yifan fell asleep on the sofa, he still held the model in his hand, holding the toy like a child who didn't grow up.

Han Qiaoye covered him with a blanket, and continued to do it by himself. He was tired enough in the middle of the night, then went to wash his hands, carried the child back to the bed, and fell asleep in his arms.

The two of them worked for too long at night, and the smaller the work, the more exhausting it was. Han Qiaoye didn't have any bad thoughts, and fell asleep without thinking about it while lying there.Zhuo Yifan usually has to read and draw pictures, and his workload is not small. Before Han Er let him go, he didn't forget to squeeze the last labor force.

Probably because he was too tired. When Han Qiaoye woke up, the person in his arms was gone. He sat up and heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, so he yawned and lifted the blanket to find two pieces of his clothes. , took out another dry towel and waited by the bathroom.

Soon the sound of water stopped, Zhuo Yifan pushed the door and came out after a while, holding a half-wet towel, he was startled when he saw Han Qiaoye, and hurriedly explained: "I just got up and saw the clothes on your hanger. There are two clothes hanging, so I will wear them first, I got some mud on that one yesterday..."

Zhuo Yifan didn't change any clothes, so he wore Han Qiaoye's one. The pajama jacket was a bit long, and the trousers were rolled up a bit. Standing there with bare feet was a bit cramped, but it looked very cute and fresh.

Han Qiaoye whistled, and said, "That's right, I'll wear this at home from now on, it looks pretty." He wiped Zhuo Yifan's hair with the towel in his hand, and asked him, "How did you sleep yesterday?" , are you still used to it?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "I don't really recognize the bed, I can sleep anywhere."

Han Qiaoye smiled and said, "Then why do you get up so early?"

Zhuo Yifan asked him to dry his hair, and said honestly, "Xiao Zhuo called me just now, and I picked it up..."

Han Qiaoye squinted at him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you stop talking about other men when you get up on my bed?"

Zhuo Yifan didn't look at him, but he didn't avoid it, and whispered: "No, I miss you in bed."

Han Qiaoye couldn't hold back, and leaned over to kiss him for a while. The child was a little flustered at first, but soon raised his head to respond to him, with a youthful and cute look.Han Qiaoye was teased last night, and he was very angry early in the morning. At this moment, his eyes darkened for a moment and he quickly suppressed it. He only bit the child's neck, and he didn't want to let go of the tender meat. Grind slowly with your teeth.

Zhuo Yifan held him still, and couldn't help laughing after a while.

Han Qiaoye asked him, "Why, my skills are not good yet?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at him with wet eyes, and said with a smile: "No, I just remembered the comic I serialized, which was also about blood races. Do you know vampires? You are quite similar to a character in it."

Han Qiaoye's complexion was cold and fair, his hair dark, and his nose was straight and handsome. When he squinted his eyes and looked at people, he seemed to be provocative. When he raised the corners of his lips, he could seduce people's hearts. He was a real monster.He rubbed the tip of his nose against Zhuo Yifan's, and said affectionately, "Oh? How similar?"

Looking at him, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but his ears turned red. Bewitched by the beauty, he took the initiative to hook Han Qiaoye's neck and kissed him for a long time.

Han Qiaoye's Adam's apple rolled, and he cursed. The rolling dissatisfaction in his body was provoked again. He kissed Zhuo Yifan and coaxed him to help him.

When Zhuo Yifan's hand was brought down, he gradually accepted it from the initial stiffness, it was...a very novel feeling.

He looked at Han Qiaoye's satisfied expression, as if he had received a reward.

His heart beats with his, almost bewildered.

And still can't help it.