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Yan Chuyang pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said seriously: "Wei Qing, I must win the manga competition."

This game is the only chance for him to prove his ability now, and he can't lose.

Wei Qing sighed: "How many times do I have to tell you, winning or losing is common, there is no need to care so much."

"No." Yan Chuyang shook his head, "I want to get that bonus quickly."

Seeing the stubborn look on the boy's face, Wei Qing also knew that it would be useless to talk too much and would only increase his pressure, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you."

Yan Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the bed, his face was a little red and said: "Then today... I will go to sleep on your bed today."

Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat, "I'll go to sleep on your bed" came out of Yan Chuyang's mouth, how could it be so sexy and make your heart beat faster?

"Okay." Wei Qing said hoarsely, "Put on your pajamas, I don't have your size in my bedroom."

"No need to take it." Yan Chuyang shrugged, "I only wear big pants when I sleep at night."

After finishing speaking, the boy ran to the bedside table, opened the lower shelf, took out a pair of big yellow underpants, gestured to Wei Qing and said, "This is pure cotton, and it is very loose. It will be June soon, wear it Pajamas are stuffy, I don't like it."

Wei Qing's eyes dimmed, and he wanted to look at the underpants for sex, but when he saw the little yellow man painted on the big underpants, his dark eyes immediately cleared up a bit.

"Yan Chuyang." The man's forehead twitched slightly, "How old are you, why do you still wear this kind of cartoon?"

"Why can't you wear it?" Yan Chuyang picked it up and looked at it and said, "It's very childlike, and it will make you happier wearing it."

"You're happy, but I'm not!" Wei Qing walked over and snatched his underpants and said, "You are not allowed to wear these when you sleep on my bed."

After finally having a chance to hug him, he had to face another little yellow man, and he didn't even have the mind to flirt, he always felt that he was committing a crime, insulting a young boy.

The boy frowned dissatisfiedly: "Then what should I wear?"

"Wearing pajamas."

"It's so hot and stuffy."

Wei Qing threw the little yellow man into the closet, and blurted out: "If you have to wear underpants, you can wear mine."

Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment, his face was instantly flushed, and his neck began to turn red along with it.

As soon as Wei Qing turned around, he saw the boy drooping his head with his face blushing, his feet unconsciously rubbing the carpet, his handsome appearance was so cute that he instantly melted people's hearts.

"What are you doing?" Wei Qing asked softly, suppressing the urge to hug him into his arms and kiss him hard.

Yan Chuyang coughed dryly, raised his eyes cautiously and said, "Really, can I wear your underpants?"

Only then did Wei Qing realize what he had just said, and said with a dazed expression, "Um, if you don't mind..."

"I don't dislike it!" Yan Chuyang raised his head suddenly, his eyes were shining, like a little fox waiting to eat meat.

Wei Qing's brain froze for a while, and he said speechlessly, "Are you happy wearing my underpants?"

Yan Chuyang nodded: "Happy!" After finishing speaking, he quickly added, "I like to wear other people's clothes."

Wei Qing's face darkened: "Besides mine, have you worn other people's clothes?"

Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head quickly: "No, no, I don't usually have the opportunity to wear other people's clothes."

The man's expression softened and he said, "Change this habit. My clothes can be worn. I don't know what kind of bacteria are in other people's clothes. Your resistance is so weak, it's not good to wear outsiders' clothes casually, understand?"

Yan Chuyang nodded heavily: "Understood."

Downstairs bedroom.

Wei Qing looked in the closet for the loose-fitting underpants he usually wears after taking a shower, while Yan Chuyang obediently sat by the bed and waited.

"No." The man threw a pair of black boxers to Yan Chuyang, "Put this on first."

"Eh..." Yan Chuyang blinked, "This is underwear, right?"

Wei Qing suppressed the bad taste in his heart, and said in a dark voice: "I can't find the big pants, so wear these first."

Yan Chuyang nodded, looked back and forth at the boxer pants that were obviously a circle larger than his own, frowned, and said a little dejectedly: "Wei Qing, yours look better than mine."

The man coughed lightly, and raised his chest proudly: "Why are you surprised? This is a normal thing."

Yan Chuyang's heart sank, and he sighed and said, "I thought that even if I couldn't compare to you in anything, I can compare with you here. I didn't expect..."

Where he thought he was developing well, he didn't expect that today would deal him a heavy blow.

Wei Qing suppressed a smile, and patted the boy on the back of the head: "Go get dressed and go to bed, what time is it, and he's still sick."

Yan Chuyang let out a sigh of frustration, then turned and went to the changing room.

After Wei Qing changed into his pajamas outside, he threw off the quilt and went to bed, habitually leaning against the back of the bed, picked up the book on the cabinet and began to read.

Before going to bed, I don't necessarily read any important books. I just turn a few pages and fall asleep faster.

Yan Chuyang came out of the changing room wearing shorts very naturally. In front of Wei Qing, he never felt any discomfort. They are all men anyway. I have what you have, and I don’t have what you don’t have. There is no need to cover up. cover up.

Hearing footsteps, Wei Qing glanced to the side, and coughed suddenly after just one glance.

The upper body of the boy was naked, revealing small white shoulders that looked like ceramics, as well as a small chest, slender waist and pink and tender buds that were shamelessly exposed.

The two white and tender long legs were just exposed in front of the eyes. The underwear was obviously not suitable, and it was loosely attached to the skin. When walking, the little elephant would shake it from time to time.

Wei Qing turned his face away in time, his nose raised slightly, if he had a nosebleed at this time, he would be so embarrassing.

Yan Chuyang lifted the quilt and went to bed, staring at the man's side face in astonishment: "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Wei Qing raised his hand and touched his nose, rolled his Adam's apple and growled, "Sleep your head, get your head under the quilt, don't come out!"

Yan Chuyang shrank down, muttered, "I got in."