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Yi Xian really came back quickly, as if he was afraid that someone would run away.When he arrived, Yang Zichen was still shopping. Looking at his watch, it was only four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Run in such a hurry?" He gave Yi Xian a little look from the dazzling array of goods, and reached out to pat the child on the back, "Didn't you say I'm still shopping for daily necessities? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yi Xian was panting a bit from running, but still smiled at him: "I didn't rush, I just came over after class."

He really flew all the way here, and he slipped away right after class, even the classmates thought it was strange.But compared to asking Yang Zichen to wait, these are nothing, just trivial matters.

He said it's okay if it's okay, Yang Zichen didn't care too much, he held up two cups for Yi Xian to see: "It's just in time, which one do you like?"

The two cups are from the same series, with simple and smooth shape, with hand-painted on them, one blue and one gray, beautiful is beautiful, but the price is also beautiful.

Yi Xian was a little puzzled, and pointed to the blue one.

"Okay." Yang Zichen handed the two cups to the clerk for packing, and said in a tone of "eating cabbage tonight", "Then this is yours."

Yi Xian didn't react, and hesitated, "Why...buy me a cup?"

"Didn't you book an apartment?" Yang Zichen had already moved on, and turned to look at him when he heard this, "Why don't you come and live in such a big house?"

His meaning was obvious, how could Yi Xian refuse.

"Come."

Yi Xian booked a hotel-style apartment for a week. Originally, there were all kinds of things in it, but it was not his own hotel after all, and no one arranged it according to his preferences.Yang Zichen walked around and saw that he had bought all the little things he liked, so he directly replaced some of the daily necessities and lived more comfortably.

Since they were going to live together, after dinner, Yi Xian went back to the student apartment first, packed a few changes of clothes and a laptop - he still had homework to hand in, and he couldn't play as easily and happily as he did on vacation.Yang Zichen was waiting for him downstairs, and sent a wechat message to his assistant to explain the matter, and waited for Yi Xian to pack up his things before taking his motorcycle to the hotel.

Yang Zichen didn't interfere when he booked the hotel. When he got to the place, he looked around, and finally stopped at the door of the bathroom with a large area next to the bedroom on the second floor, and looked back at Yi Xian meaningfully.

Yi Xian looked at him blankly: "...what's wrong?"

He was sitting on the edge of the sofa, taking out the things Yang Zichen bought from the shopping bag one by one, putting them where they should go without any complaints, and calling the management office on the first floor to ask them to put the delivery workers Come up - so busy, messed up hairdo, looking innocent enough with a mess of curly hair.

Thinking that he bought this pile of things by himself, Yang Zichen squatted down in front of him, condescended to help him clean up together, and asked while fiddling with the two cups: "I'm only staying for a few days, an ordinary hotel room will be fine. , you drive such a big one... really don't think about anything else?"

His fingers were a little cold, and when they touched the back of Yi Xian's hand when holding the cup, it was warm.

Obviously it was only a moment, but Yi Xian had already caught the temperature change, grabbed the hand he wanted to take back, held the cup in his palm, and asked him: "Do you want to take a coat? Day and night here The temperature difference is a bit big."

"Okay." Yang Zichen responded casually, but he didn't let him change the subject just like that. He shook the hands they held together and asked with a smile, "Tell me, didn't you really think about it?"

Yi Xian was speechless, held his hands warm for a while, then bowed his head to kiss him.

The dessert for dinner was milk pudding, Yang Zichen didn't eat much, almost two portions went into Yi Xian's stomach, and the kiss at this moment still had a sweet taste mixed with milk and sugar.When they ended the sticky kiss, Yang Zichen already felt that he was trapped.

Yi Xian was still not satisfied, hugged him and did not let go: "Kiss again."

At some point, Yang Zichen, who was squatting in front of the sofa, had already sat on his lap, forming an overly intimate posture.Yi Xian wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and his movements were unambiguous at all, but he acted coquettishly by taking advantage of this rare inferior position.

In front of the beauty, Yang Zichen lowered his head and kissed him again, but he caught his lips and deepened the kiss.

During the kissing interval, Yang Zichen pinched Yi Xian's chin, pushed the clingy little bastard away with great difficulty, and found a little time to talk: "Okay, I've been on the plane and train all day, so I'll take a shower first ,Um?"

As if Yi Xian hadn't kissed enough, not only was he unwilling to let go, but he had to push forward and ask: "...Can we be together?"

Although there were only the two of them in the room, he spoke in an airy voice that only the two of them could hear, and it was wet, adding a touch of sexiness.If it were another request, Yang Zichen might have agreed as soon as his heart softened, but this...

Yang Zichen smiled, pinched his chin and shook it: "No."

Yi Xian reluctantly let go of his hand and let him take a bath.

The bathroom is large, with a small tub big enough for two people to take a bath, and various small things for guests to take a bath.But after running around for a day, Yang Zichen was not in the mood to use it for the time being, so he took a shower to solve the problem, simply dried his hair and went out.

Yi Xian was still sitting there, folding the newly bought clothes for him like a daughter-in-law, his eyes lit up when he came out, and he praised him: "The pajamas suit you very well."

It was obviously just ordinary home clothes bought in a department store, but after being praised by him, Yang Zichen had the illusion that he was wearing a high-end brand for no reason, and sat down next to him in a funny way, urging him to take a bath.

"Didn't someone tell me to listen to the story?"

he asks.

There was only a floor lamp and a wall lamp in the corridor turned on in the room, the light was a bit dim, and even Yi Xian's light-colored pupils seemed to be darker.He was very obedient, stood up obediently, got a change of clothes, and was about to go to the bathroom, but turned back and begged Yang Zichen for a kiss.

"Wait for me." Yi Xian said.

"Okay, wait for you, Cinderella." Yang Zichen replied with a smile.

While waiting for Yi Xian to take a shower, he ordered room service and ordered wine, then leaned on the back of the sofa and opened Weibo, ready to look back at the diary written by Yi Xian's child to prove that he really read it repeatedly, knowing that What is he doing.

As a result, he opened Yi Xian's personal homepage, and the first thing he saw was a Weibo post with pictures in the afternoon. Looking at the sending time, it happened to be when Yi Xian went back to class.

The first one is the street scene outside the window. The afternoon sunshine in G City is very good. Although the temperature has begun to drop, the dry and cool weather, the yellow leaves all over the ground, the bright sunshine and the cloudless blue sky still feel like late autumn. There are not many pedestrians on the GKU campus, and most of the passers-by are students. He came and went in a hurry, and he captured a scene of no one—a tree with half-leaved leaves, a school road covered with fallen leaves, and The unoccupied benches on the side of the road create just the right sense of tranquility.

The second picture is Yi Xian's selfie.

He was probably sitting near the window in the classroom, and there were other students in the background of the selfie, who were carefully mosaiced by him, leaving only himself.The postscript is "The weather is very good, the parfait at noon is delicious", at first glance it seems that it has nothing to do with Yang Zichen, but other than him, only Yang Zichen knows that the parfait at noon is actually not delicious, but Yi Xian still eats very well Happy.

Because Yang Zichen is here.

With this little secret in mind, Yang Zichen's heart softened so much, he didn't hesitate any longer, and commented to him on the newly applied account: "I don't know if the parfait tastes good, but someone seems to like it very much."

Not long after, the system reminded him that he received a new comment, and the new follower +1.

"Because I want to thank it for keeping my dream alive."

Yang Zichen glanced at the new fan, it was Yi Xian who replied to him.

He didn't use his previous account, so he applied for a new one. It was empty with 0 followers and 0 fans. He hadn't posted on Weibo before, and the only recognizable one was his profile picture. It was used as an avatar for the account.With such an empty account, it's hard for Yi Xian to be able to recognize him from the comments at the speed of light. After all, there are a lot of comments under this Weibo. In just a few hours since the afternoon, the comments have already exceeded [-].

He clicked Follow, saw the follow status at the bottom of the page changed from "follow him" to "follow each other", smiled, and went back to continue to read Yi Xian's Weibo.

There was a slight sound of water coming from the direction of the bathroom. It was obvious that the kid who secretly browsed Weibo started to take a bath. Yang Zichen was relieved. He was a little afraid of his sudden attack, but now he lost his defense and began to flip through Yi Xian's Weibo openly. Comment.

He knew that Yi Xian had attracted a wave of fans from the inside page of F Magazine, but he didn't expect these fans to be quite affectionate.A few months have passed, and he hasn't stayed with Yi Xian all the time, but these girls have been commenting on Yi Xian's Weibo, and the number is increasing. Yi Xian's account seems to have more than one hundred thousand Fan's Internet celebrity.

Yi Xian doesn't have many microblogs with selfies, and you can count them clearly by scrolling down, but these few forwarded comments are obviously more than others, and the meaning of the face is obvious.The microblogs without selfies are basically what Yi Xian said and wrote for him to read. There is no content, really like a diary, but there are still many fans commenting and leaving messages on these microblogs, let him pay attention Physically, those who study hard, all of them have the mentality of being a sister or even a mother, calling him baby Xianxian.

Thinking of Yi Xian's expression when he was called brother by fans at the Disney Hotel, Yang Zichen couldn't help thinking about it. What would he look like when he saw fans calling him that?

The more he thought about it, the more he found it funny, and couldn't help laughing while hugging the pillow, until Yi Xian hugged him from behind with a wet body: "Have you finished washing?"

"It's finished." Yi Xian rested his chin on his shoulder, with the smell of cucumber and lemongrass from the shower gel all over his body, and asked him with a hint of vinegar, "What are you looking at, smiling so happily?"

"Your Weibo comment." Yang Zichen showed him the screen of the pad, and deliberately called him, "Look at what the fans call you? Xianxian."

Then he was robbed of the pad by the furious Yi Xian, leaning on the sofa and laughing even more happily.

"Don't be angry, isn't it cute?" Before he gave up his tablet, he reached out to take it back from Yi Xian, "I haven't finished reading it yet, return it to me soon."

"Stop looking at Weibo, look at me."

Yi Xian rarely overbearingly dismissed his request, hid the pad behind his back, and leaned over by himself.

Yang Zichen was caught off guard and ushered in another kiss. Being pressed on the sofa by him, his brain was a little hypoxic, and he felt that the kisses he kissed tonight were about to surpass his personal record.

Is Yi Xian a kissing fish?Can you give him a break?