Sunshine Otaku

The next day, Peng Xiaochuan didn't wake up until the sun was high. He turned over, his head was still drowsy, and after a while, he opened his eyes dimly, and found that he was lying on the familiar big bed, and Yang Can was still sleeping. by your side.

Last night was the first time he had been drunk since he was so old. The hangover was really uncomfortable, his head was hurting dully, his stomach was a little bloated, he felt slightly nauseous, and his vision was not clear yet.He lifted the quilt and saw that he was only wearing a pair of underwear - yesterday's underwear, it can be seen that he did not take a shower last night.

At this time, Yang Can was full of sleep, noticed his movement, and woke up.

"Yang Can." Peng Xiaochuan called him softly, "What time is it?"

Yang Can turned over and reached for the phone from the bedside. She didn't bother to look at it and threw it to Peng Xiaochuan.

Peng Xiaochuan turned on the phone screen and tried to see the numbers: "It's 10:30."

Yang Can hugged the quilt without opening her eyes: "Whatever, it's Sunday."

"Yes." Peng Xiaochuan fell asleep again with peace of mind.

About half an hour later, he was woken up by the sound of Yang Can getting up. Yang Can came back from the wash, went to the bedside and asked him, "There's nothing to eat at home. Let's order takeaway. What would you like to eat?"

"It's all right." Peng Xiaochuan lifted the quilt, and when he sat up, he felt dizzy and almost fell back again. He rubbed his head and frowned.

Yang Can noticed his reaction and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

"Dizziness." Peng Xiaochuan's tone was pitiful.

"Who told you to drink so much last night, bottle after bottle of beer, don't you know how much you weigh?"

Peng Xiaochuan learned a lesson: "Don't dare next time."

Yang Can sat down beside the bed: "Do you know how you came back last night?"

Peng Xiaochuan's memory was broken when he ate Malatang, he shook his head: "How did you come back?"

Yang Can patted his chest with his hand: "I carried it back for you."

Peng Xiaochuan was shocked: "I carried it back from the Malatang stall?" He imagined Yang Can carrying himself, panting, walking all the way through the empty and silent long street. The road was dark and long, and the sad song " Two springs reflect the moon".

Yang Can pushed his head and scolded with a smile: "Of course I carried you back from the gate of the community. Who has the strength to carry you so far."

"Oh, that's okay." Peng Xiaochuan heaved a sigh of relief.

Yang Can said: "What's so good, I don't know how to thank you. Do you know how much you weigh now? I'm exhausted from carrying you upstairs."

"I'm sorry to trouble you so much." Peng Xiaochuan apologized, "I also feel that I have become heavier, and now I even eat more than before."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a softness in his stomach, and it was Yang Can who put his hand on it: "You have been exercising according to the plan for so long, and it must have achieved some results." He pressed on Peng Xiaochuan's abdomen, and saw there There was already a thin layer of muscles, and the hands moved along his abdomen and waist, the palms pressed against the smooth and elastic skin, and stroked carefully.

Peng Xiaochuan shrank his body sensitively, trying to hide with a smile: "It's so itchy."

Yang Can said, "Don't move around, I'm checking the results." His hand continued to move up, almost touching Peng Xiaochuan's chest.

Peng Xiaochuan was a little ashamed, and stopped him awkwardly: "Don't touch it."

Yang Can wanted to tease him, and deliberately stretched his hand towards his chest. Peng Xiaochuan wanted to stop him, but Yang Can turned his hand back. When Peng Xiaochuan relaxed his vigilance, he pretended to attack again, and Peng Xiaochuan immediately tensed up again.After repeating it several times, Peng Xiaochuan also found out that Yang Can was teasing him on purpose. He wanted to laugh but pretended to be serious: "Stop playing, you're so childish."

"Okay, you dare to call me naive." Yang Can pretended to be angry, jumped on the bed and scratched Peng Xiaochuan's waist and armpits vigorously. Peng Xiaochuan laughed out loud, and pushed him while dodging, but finally couldn't hold on Lying down on the bed, laughing until tears came out, but still speaking stiffly: "It's just childish! I didn't play this in elementary school."

Yang Can rode on him, and tickled him more and more: "I see that you boy has become more and more arrogant recently. Where is the respectful attitude towards Master back then?" He saw that Peng Xiaochuan was only wearing a pair of underwear, and his hands moved Stretch down: "Let me see if the legs have become stronger."

He touched Peng Xiaochuan's thigh and caressed the delicate skin that had never been touched by outsiders. Peng Xiaochuan trembled all over. In addition to itching, there was also a tingling sensation on his thigh, like a tiny electric current passing by. The skin made him feel a little nervous.

"It seems that it's really firm." Yang Can patted Peng Xiaochuan's thigh, pinched it again, and his thumb touched the inside of his thigh. Peng Xiaochuan hurriedly pulled his hand away, and his leg unconsciously Clamped.Yang Can intentionally teased him again, lifted one of his legs, and scratched at the base of the leg. Peng Xiaochuan took a sharp breath, and even his upper body bounced up slightly, kicking his legs and struggling continuously, but Yang Can's body The weight was on his calf, which made him not even able to resist.

Peng Xiaochuan twisted his body, blushing on his cheeks, panting, "Yang Can, stop playing, I'm going to get up..."

"You used to be so honest and obedient, but now you dare to fight against me. It seems that today you have to be punished." Yang Can continued to scratch him with a smile, determined to restore the majesty of the master. At this time, his arm was careless When he touched Peng Xiaochuan's legs, he immediately reacted and stopped, "Hey, aren't you?"

Panting, Peng Xiaochuan followed Yang Can's gaze and looked between his legs, only to see a small hill rising there—it was too conspicuous against the background of Yimapingchuan's chest and waist.

The two fell silent together, Peng Xiaochuan's face turned red like a tomato, Yang Can saw that he was still riding on him, touching his thigh with his hand, and his eyes were facing the mountain of Shenxiu, no matter how big his heart was, I think this picture is a bit out of place.

Yang Can got up from him, got out of bed, and coughed: "Get up, you didn't take a shower last night, go take a shower quickly, and solve it yourself."

Peng Xiaochuan got up in a hurry, took a change of clothes without saying a word, and fled into the bathroom in two or three steps.

Yang Can just remembered the business at this time, walked to the door of the bathroom and asked him: "By the way, what do you want for takeaway?"

"Casual!"

In the end, Yang Can ordered a wanton noodle for herself, and a porridge with preserved egg and lean pork for Peng Xiaochuan.Peng Xiaochuan drank too much last night, and now his stomach still smells of alcohol, and he has no appetite to eat. He tried his best to fill half a bowl of porridge, but he couldn't hold the rest.

Yang Can finished his wonton noodles, and continued to urge Peng Xiaochuan: "It's okay to eat just this, give me the whole bowl of porridge. Drink a few more glasses of water later, go to the toilet a few more times, and you will be able to eat at night." alright."

Peng Xiaochuan fed himself another spoonful with a sad face, eating porridge was like taking medicine.Yang Can sat across from him and looked at him, with a smile on her face, she could bear it at first, but then burst out laughing directly.

Peng Xiaochuan silently stirred the porridge in the bowl, and gave him a resentful look.

Yang Can smiled and asked, "How long have you been holding it in? You can respond even if you scratch it?"

Peng Xiaochuan justified himself: "It must be easy to do that when you first got up, and what kind of place you touched, how can you scratch it when you scratch it."

"Are you still blaming me in the end?"

Peng Xiaochuan didn't dare to blame him, but he was a little unconvinced: "Anyway, I can't blame it all."

Yang Can was still amused, and patted his head: "Hurry up and eat your porridge."

Peng Xiaochuan stuffed himself and said, "Yang Can, you were so good last night, and you sang so well that I even dreamed of you on stage. I'll go."

Yang Can said: "Why, do you like this kind of performance? Didn't you think the noise there last night gave you a headache?"

"It's actually quite nice. I love to hear what you sing." Peng Xiaochuan moved the stool next to Yang Can, and approached him affectionately, "Yang Can, I beg you for something."

"Say."

Peng Xiaochuan said flatteringly: "You are so good, you can do everything, you have taught me so many things, can you also teach me how to play the guitar?"

Yang Can raised her eyebrows: "Want to learn this?"

Peng Xiaochuan nodded positively: "I also want to hold the guitar and sing like you. When I learn it in the future, I will sing it to you."

Yang Can remained silent, with an expression of serious consideration.

Peng Xiaochuan shook his arm, earnestly: "Please."

Yang Can liked it, but she still pretended to be reluctant: "Since you are so sincere, then it's fine."

Peng Xiaochuan hugged him happily: "Thank you! You are the best."

Yang Can couldn't help being proud, and said: "But what's the use of you just listening to me, after you learn the guitar, go play and sing for Song Ying."

"That's right." Only then did Peng Xiaochuan think, "You can still listen to Song Ying."