cunning rabbit

Xu Yu opened the door, and smiled shyly at the man outside, "It's troublesome."

"It's what Mr. Chi wants." The man said blankly, Xu Yu nodded, signaling him to put the things down first, "Mr. Chi is going to take a shower, just put the things here."

The man looked at him thoughtfully, and then showed an ambiguous expression. Xu Yu looked at him puzzled, and immediately blushed when he realized it, he hesitated and explained, "I... I have nothing to do with him , he is my father's friend..."

The man nodded, as if I understood, put down his things, turned around and left.

Xu Yu was crying, he should move out as soon as possible, lest people misunderstand Chi Huaiyan, after all, he is only 17 years old, if others misunderstand, they will definitely blame Chi Huaiyan.

Chi Huaiyan was wearing pajamas, standing at the top of the stairs to have a panoramic view of what happened just now, it was the first time he was so disgusted by others.

"Is everything here?"

Xu Yu watched Chi Huaiyan go down the stairs, nodded and took the things into the kitchen, Chi Huaiyan walked in behind him, Xu Yu took out all the things in the bag one by one, looking at the clean and tidy In the kitchen, there is no trace of oily smoke.

Chi Huaiyan leaned against the kitchen door with his arms folded, Xu Yu was stared at him closely, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"What is this?" Chi Huaiyan walked a few steps closer, picked up a bag of small materials on the table, Xu Yu lowered his head, Chi Huaiyan was very close to him, his chest was about to stick to his back, they They were all wearing pajamas, with only a thin layer. He seemed to be able to feel the heat from Chi Huaiyan's body, which made him tremble uncontrollably. He blushed and moved away two steps, "It's for cooking."

Chi Huaiyan looked down at the back of Xu Yu's white neck, and the pink ears betrayed him. He casually put down the things in his hand, leaned against the door again, and said nothing thoughtfully.

Xu Yu heaved a sigh of relief, and subconsciously patted his chest. He didn't know what happened to him, what happened to the heartbeat that he missed just a second ago.

Yu Xuan just cared about Xu Yu, but was tossed by Zhang Misheng until midnight. When he got up, he supported his waist and scolded a few words, and went to the bathroom to wash up with a sad face. He was very lucky that it was Saturday and he didn't have to go to school.

After Yu Xuan finished his homework, he lay on the sofa in the living room and played with his mobile phone. There was heavy snow outside the window, but it stopped before he could wrap himself in white.Firewood was burning in the fireplace in the living room, and Yu Xuan liked to hear the crackling sound very much. He turned over and was playing a small game on his mobile phone. He was enjoying himself when he suddenly received a message. He opened it and saw that it was from Teacher Wu. The general idea of ​​the news in the class group is that everyone is going to be promoted to third grade soon, so they should get nervous and study hard.It was just those words repeated over and over again, every time Yu Xuan was called to the office by Teacher Wu, he would be lectured, and his ears were almost callused.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Misheng reached out and took the mobile phone from Yu Xuan's hand, glanced at the screen, and was snatched away by Yu Xuan with a smile.

"You can't read my privacy."

Zhang Misheng raised his eyebrows, and hugged Yu Xun in his arms. He smiled and pinched Yu Xun's butt, and smiled ambiguously: "Do you still have privacy with me?"

Yu Xuan chuckled, and lay comfortably in his arms, "I won't tell you."

"What did the teacher say?" Zhang Misheng changed the subject easily, sniffed his hair, and smelled the familiar shampoo, which was the same one he used.

"Tell us to study hard." Yu Xuan smiled, what else could the teacher say.

"You are in your third year of high school?"

Yu Xuan nodded, "Next year will be the third year of high school."

"Does that mean you don't have time to accompany me?" Zhang Misheng seemed a little regretful, and his movements became bolder.Yu Xuan smiled and twisted her waist, avoiding his touch, "It's still daytime."

"It's not like I haven't done it during the day." Zhang Misheng lightly took a bite of his bare neck, leaving behind a bright red strawberry.

"No, I'm still feeling bad." Yu Xing blushed coquettishly, and pushed Zhang Misheng's hand away.

Zhang Misheng smiled, and gently rubbed Yu Xun's waist, "Okay, I won't mess with you."

Yu Xuan nodded, the blush on his face gradually faded, he got up and pinched a piece of pastry prepared by Uncle Zhong, handed it to Zhang Misheng's mouth, let him take a bite, and then swallowed the rest by himself .

"Am I old?"

Yu Xuan was startled, and looked up at Zhang Misheng, not understanding why he said something that didn't come from.

"Old man." With a smile on the corner of Zhang Misheng's mouth, he leaned into Yu Xuan's ear and whispered.

Yu Xuan's face turned red again, and the note he gave Zhang Misheng on the mobile phone chat software was an old man, but he didn't expect to be seen by him just now, "You are not old at all." Yu Xuan acted coquettishly, and approached Zhang Misheng They kissed each other flatteringly.

Zhang Misheng frowned, tilted his head and asked, "Really?"

"Well, it's not old at all, it looks about my age." Yu Xuan blinked, and her clear eyes didn't look like she was lying at all.Zhang Misheng didn't accept his tricks, and directly put him on his shoulders and got up upstairs. Yu Xuan was crying, and he knew that Zhang Misheng would not let him go easily.

27. Uncertainty

27

For the first time, Zhang Misheng felt uneasy about his age. Yu Xuan is only 17 years old this year, and he is 17 years older than him.

The 17 years are not only separated by years, but also experienced. In Zhang Misheng's eyes, Yu Xuan is a beautiful flower. He hopes that this beautiful flower can be completely his own and can only be planted in his own home. In the vase, he stretched out his hand to caress Yu Xuan's smooth bare back, at least this flower is in his own vase at the moment.

Yu Xuan whimpered, opened his eyes slightly, patted Zhang Misheng's hand on his waist away, and said in a hoarse voice, "No more..."

Zhang Misheng raised his hand to turn off the light, and hugged him in his arms, "No more."

Yu Xuan whimpered and complained softly, "You say that every time."

Zhang Misheng let out a chuckle in his throat, "Really."

Yu Xuan snorted, and huddled in Zhang Misheng's arms, and the dwarf rabbit huddled at the foot of the bed, being hugged by the fennec fox and fell asleep together.

Xu Yu served the cooked braised pork on the table, and he also ordered some white rice, although he always felt that it was not as fragrant and soft as domestic rice.

Chi Huaiyan picked up the chopsticks expressionlessly, took a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it under Xu Yuqiu's gaze.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Yu scratched his hair in embarrassment. His wild goose huddled under the table and didn't dare to come out. After all, the golden eagle was at home, so it didn't dare to come out easily. Although he comforted him for a long time, the wild goose was still afraid. .

To be honest, this braised pork is not really delicious to Chi Huaiyan, and even too much sugar is too sweet, but under Xu Yuqiu's eyes, he nodded, and responded as if nothing, "It's okay .”

Xu Yu grinned, and he also picked up his chopsticks and tasted a piece, sticking out his tongue, knowing that Chi Huaiyan was telling a lie, the taste was too ordinary, even too sweet.

But Chi Huaiyan ate one piece after another, and in the end there was only half of the braised pork left on the plate. Xu Yu was afraid that he would be too tired, so he went to the kitchen to cook some vegetable soup and served him a bowl.

Looking at the vegetable soup, Chi Huaiyan frowned, raised his head and drank the vegetable soup, wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Go to sleep."

Xu Yu was startled, nodded his head and replied, "Oh."

Chi Huaiyan went back to the room first, leaving Xu Yu alone. He packed the tableware into the kitchen, yawned and returned to the room with misty eyes.

It was probably past the point of falling asleep, Xu Yu was lying on the bed holding the mobile phone and playing a small game. After playing for a while, not only did he not feel sleepy, but he seemed even more excited. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put the phone away and forced himself to close it Eyes, but tossing and turning, I can't sleep, I keep thinking of Yu Xuan, he still can't forget him, the first person he likes, he even deleted his contact information, but the number has long been memorized.

Xu Yu pouted, but Yu Xuan was already with Zhang Misheng, Yu Xuan didn't like him, Zhang Misheng didn't like him either, and even Chi Huaiyan didn't seem to like him very much.

Although he has only met him twice so far, his eyes are always filled with cold inquiry, as if treating him like an animal, and his mental body is always staring at the wild geese, as if the next second Like tearing it apart.

But Zhang Misheng asked Chi Huaiyan to take care of him. He had no choice. In the final analysis, he was cowardly. If he had the courage, he could reject everything from Zhang Misheng, but he was reluctant. Xu Yu reflected in a daze I fell asleep holding the doll on the bed.

Xu Yu just fell asleep over there, but Yu Xuan just woke up. He got out of bed with his waist to wash, and saw that he didn't have a good piece of land on his body in the bathroom, and felt that he had sacrificed too much.

Zhang Misheng was not at home on Sunday, so Yu Xuan reviewed his homework by himself. After the review, he watched another movie, but Zhang Misheng did not come back until midnight. He was not in a hurry. He lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while. The sound of the car coming back from downstairs did not run downstairs as usual, but curled up in the bed.

Zhang Misheng threw the coat to Uncle Zhong, but did not see Yu Xuan who came to pick him up as usual, frowned slightly, and did not hear Yu Xuan's voice when he went upstairs, and when he opened the door of the room, he saw an arch under the quilt , he sat on the edge of the bed with a slight smile, and stretched his hands into the quilt.

"Cool." Yu Xuan exposed his face from under the quilt, his wet eyes felt aggrieved.

"Why didn't you pick me up?" Zhang Misheng seemed a little dissatisfied, leaned over and kissed his forehead, then took out his hand that was under the quilt, and stroked his face.

Yu Xuan rubbed his hand affectionately, "Why are you back so late?"

Zhang Misheng smiled faintly, "Entertainment."

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