I want to play HE with a man every day [Quick time travel]

But thinking so, Lu Miao felt a little unbalanced in his heart, especially when he saw a hair that was originally good and suddenly vacated, it was like a bald spot on the top of his head.

Ugly and awkward, but also shocking.

Lu Miao put the ointment back into the medicine box, locked it and put it on Yan Jiarui's desk.

Yan Jiarui didn't give him a look, and wore earphones in his ears, as if he wanted to isolate himself from everything.

Of course, Lu Miao still has some self-knowledge, knowing that this "everything" is him.He didn't rush to harass people, so he changed his shoes and went out.

It's very cold in the winter night.

The wind blows on the face like a knife.

Lu Miao comforted his emotions at first, but his face was blurred by the wind, and his heart suddenly became sad and desolate.

You said to be a good person, a man!Both have lived for 20 years, Bao'pi, and it has followed for 20 years.

Why do you want to cut it? !

It doesn't matter that I'm an iron 0 little Pippi, isn't it countless, huh? ?

Even without counting!And why!To accept mechanical operation?

What a fragile little brother, can't you count it, huh? ?

Damn it's a series of countless things that can only be done if the brain is kicked by a donkey.

Lu Miao really didn't want to admit that he was the one whose brains were kicked by a donkey, but it was a pity, he was the one whose brains were kicked by a donkey, and he was kicked to death.

He sighed, found a chair and sat down, the place was dark and dark.

Still at the tuyere, the wind power is the same as that of a hair dryer.

The blowing made his down jacket bulge up.

Lu Xiao remained unmoved, looking at the group of grandpas and aunts dancing in the square not far away, as well as the young men and women passing by on the avenue ahead, as well as the jumping children.

Dad, Mom, Old Sister, Old Brother, Big Nephew, Little Nephew...

Lu Miao shed tears unsatisfactorily, it was too bad, he had never seen such a bad boy, a good circumcision could kill his life.

And then somehow tied something like "I want to match the HE system with a man every day", saying that he can be revived after completing seven tasks.

But seeing Yan Jiarui like that, is it a good strategy?The next six also specify how difficult it is.

It's too awful.

Lu Xiao cried and cried, and went to scold the system again.

But the system really owes it.

[Ding ~ Yan Jiarui's favorability - 90, I hope the host will work hard! 】

The reminder was not enough, the system sent him the mission information again.

Lu Xiao almost didn't explode, and unconsciously, he cursed directly, and waved his hands on the small tree in front of him, pulling the leaves on it.

He didn't stop until a girl who passed by this road probably thought he was crazy and ran away screaming "Ahh".

After venting like an idiot, I felt much more comfortable.

Lu Xiaoqian sat for a while to stabilize his mentality, and then he took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was 9 o'clock in the evening.

If he remembers correctly, Yan Jiarui's health regimen time is 10 o'clock.

On the way back, Lu Miao looked at the task carefully again, and felt a lot of emotion after reading the script again.

To be honest, if someone lied to his feelings like this, it would be nice if he didn't cut off people's heads and kick them like a ball!

Can people live in the house?

Can you help people arrange work?

Can you still cut people's hair?

Just want to fart!

When Lu Miao returned home, Yan Jiarui was more pleasing to the eye, especially when he was surprised to find that the other party took out his clothes and shoes from several boxes and put them on display.

This man is really nice, handsome and considerate...

Lu Miao walked into the cloakroom with a sigh.

Yan Jiarui saw him coming in, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, I moved your things without authorization."

They are all determined to work hard for the resurrection, Lu Miao said very professionally: "It's okay, what's mine is yours, why bother about this."

Yan Jiarui frowned slightly: "Family rules No.12 and No.13, please remember."

"Okay, okay." Lu Xiao responded sloppily, and began to look at the cloakroom, which occupies an area of ​​at least 70 square meters, while changing clothes every month. It's really insightful.

These clothes are expensive when you look at the material, and they are so tiring.

This is the life of a rich man!

Lu Miao "tsk tsk" twice, pulled off all the clothes on his upper body and asked Yan Jiarui, "Where do you put these?"

Yan Jiarui didn't look at him, and tidied up by himself: "The coat is hung in the closet by the door, and the rest are washed by hand and hung on the balcony."

"What?" Lu Miao was a little surprised, "Why do you have to wash it by hand? No washing machine?"

"No."

Lu Miao was speechless for a while: "Then I won't wash it."

Anyway, he only wore it for less than an hour, and he didn't sweat a little in winter, so he wasn't that particular about it.

Yan Jiarui glanced at him expressionlessly: "It's up to you."

I don't know if it's his illusion, but Lu Miao feels that these three words have a bit of disgust.

He was thinking about going out, but as soon as he went out, he heard something in his head.

[Ding~favorite-1, total favor-91]

What the hell?Really disgusted?

Lu Miao was a little confused, what's wrong with this, clean freak?

He went to check the information, and when he saw it, fuck, there really are!

Yan Jiarui - cleanliness, obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Of these two things, most people would die if they had one, but Yan Jiarui had two of them.

But give him awesome...

Lu Miao hung his clothes in the cabinet by the door, and even hung up his trousers, thinking he would cater to him?

If it doesn't exist, it's impossible to cater to it in this way.

Lu Xiaoqing strode into the cloakroom with cool strides, Yan Jiarui was still hanging his clothes, looking like he didn't really want to talk to him.

Coincidentally, he didn't really want to talk to him.

Is one point not a point?

Lu Xiao turned around and planned to find pajamas by himself.

When he came through, the original owner's mother had already packed her luggage, and she presumably brought her pajamas as well.

But after searching around, they couldn't find it, only a row of Yan Jiarui's nightgowns hung up.

He fiddled with that row twice with his hands, and the clothes hangers collided with each other. He just wanted to ask if he saw his pajamas.

Yan Jiarui's voice sounded like he committed some capital crime: "Stop!"

"...What's wrong?" Lu Xiao shook his head and turned around.

"All your clothes are here. I hope you will remember the first rule of the house," Yan Jiarui glanced at him before looking away, his tone was very cold, "Don't mess with my clothes, and the same goes for other items."

this attitude.

Lu Miao felt a lump in his chest, unable to go up or down.

"Got it!" It took him a long time to hold back this sentence, he rushed to Yan Jiarui, took a pajamas, and went to the bathroom angrily.

When he came out, Yan Jiarui was taking out a quilt from the cabinet and spreading it on the sofa.

He walked over.

As usual, when Yan Jiarui talked to him, he didn't even bother to give him a look: "You sleep on the bed."

"You sleep on the sofa?"

"Ah."

Fuck, such a man? !

"Is it bad?" Lu Miao's unhappiness disappeared in an instant, and he pretended to be casual, "Your bed is quite big, why don't you sleep together? I sleep very well, and I will never disturb you."

"No need." After Yan Jiarui spread the quilt, he walked around him to the bathroom.

Lu Miao didn't think about what to say for a while, and could only watch Yan Jiarui enter the bathroom.

Hear the sound of water again.

Lu Miao stayed there for a while, took out his phone, and a WeChat video just popped up.

The note is - mother.

Lu Miao was stunned, hesitating whether to answer or not, his face was exactly the same as the original "he", and he didn't know his mother...

Lu Xiao had a little hope and clicked to connect.

The truth is that this is a complete stranger aunt.

Lu Miao inevitably showed disappointment on his face. When he saw it, he immediately asked anxiously. After he said it was nothing, he was relieved and said a lot of words of concern.

Same as mom.

Lu Miao's nose became sore uncontrollably, and his eyes were swollen. After hanging up the phone, he finally couldn't help crying again.

I can't stop crying, I can't stop.

He wanted to feel that he had become Lu Daiyu, why did she cry and cry all day long, but at the same time he thought, he was alive yesterday, so he died today and came to a different world to do missions.

Who the hell can stand it!

Can't you cry?

Who cares!Who can see it!

Lu Xiao cried even louder, not even knowing when Yan Jiarui came to him.

"You..." Yan Jiarui looked surprised, "What's wrong...?"

"It can, what can it do!" Lu Xiao replied loudly.

After a long time, he didn't hear Yan Jiarui's words. He looked up, but his eyes were dazzled with tears and he couldn't see clearly, so he just lowered his head and continued to cry, while he continued to wipe his tears with his hands.

A box of tissues was placed on his lap, and immediately after the sofa next to him collapsed, Yan Jiarui sat down.

Lu Xiao glanced at it and turned back to continue crying. He just wanted to cry, paper...he didn't need it!

He directly picked up his nightgown, fuck, this nightgown is still a little hard to pull, is it pressed under his buttocks... He stood up, then pulled out the nightgown, and then wiped it on his face.

Yan Jiarui made a "hiss" sound.

Hiss, hiss, what the hell!

It's none of your business!

Did I hinder you with my clothes? !

Lu Miao howled even louder...

I don't know how long it took, when his tear jar was about to shatter.

"Why are you crying?" Yan Jiarui asked gently.

Lu Miao didn't say a word, his trachea surged, he pouted, and his nose also came up.

He took out two pieces of paper to wipe his nose, and caught a glimpse of Yan Jiarui's unconcealable dislike from the corner of his eye... He stroked his voice a little louder.

Yan Jiarui sighed unbearably, got up and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and put it in front of him, and asked again: "Why are you crying?"

"I think..." Lu Xiao subconsciously wanted to say homesickness, but fortunately his brain came to his senses, he picked up the bottle of water and touched it in his hand, admiring that he didn't force his head to cry stupidly, "You understand, why don't you?" What to ask."

Yan Jiarui fell silent and said after a long time, "Go back."

"Send me away again?" Lu Xiao looked at him.

Yan Jiarui didn't speak, but also looked at him. This was the first time that Lu Miao and Yan Jiarui looked at each other without being scolded.

This was also the first time he had seen Yan Jiarui's face carefully.

High nose, deep eyes, thin lips, and profound facial features... The shoulder-length, slightly curly middle part is so handsome.

But the pair of eyes that stared at him were the same as Gujing Wubo.

Unable to bear it, Lu Xiao calmly and slowly turned his head away, not forgetting to say, "I won't leave...Uncle, I know I was wrong."

Yan Jiarui didn't answer right away, and said after a while: "Don't you think your behavior is too much?"

"I know I was wrong..." Lu Xiaocheng was sincere.

"You really know?" Yan Jiarui looked at him calmly.

"I really know I was wrong," Lu Miao said with guilt on his face, "Uncle, please forgive me, please."

Yan Jiarui shook his head: "If you knew you were wrong, you wouldn't live with me."

"Ah? What does it have to do with this?" Lu Xiao didn't understand.

"Lu Xiao, you should be clear," Yan Jiarui looked at the dark TV hanging on the wall, "I still like you."

Lu Miao choked, not knowing what to say.

"But," Yan Jiarui continued, "you live here and let me help you enter the modeling circle, but your goal is to chase after Xie Lin."

Yan Jiarui's eyes fell on him, with obvious hurt in his eyes: "You are still young, only 19 years old, I can understand you. But, please try, try your best, and understand me, even a little bit, you can Is it?"

"I..." Lu Miao opened his mouth, but couldn't type out half a word.

He felt that no matter what he said now, it would be pale and ridiculous, and he would stab another knife in Yan Jiarui's heart.

But letting him go... is not realistic.

So, Lu Miao had no choice but to whisper, "Uncle, I really know I was wrong... I didn't enter the modeling industry because of Xie Lin."

'It's for you' he didn't dare to say.

Yan Jiarui sighed and stood up without saying anything.

Lu Xiao followed his eyes, and saw him enter the cloakroom and stand in the nightgown area, and began to change clothes... That figure, with an inverted triangle waist, thin legs and long legs, is so fucking amazing.

It's a pity that he couldn't appreciate the beauty for a few seconds, Yan Jiarui put on his clothes.

Lu Miao regretted, and suddenly remembered that he had to change his clothes, and wiped away his tears.

He stood up and looked at the left corner of his clothes, but it was clean.

Lu Miao was a little stunned, could it be...

"Go to sleep," Yan Jiarui walked over, "I'll take you to the company tomorrow."

"Oh good," Lu Miao took two steps aside, and said awkwardly after thinking about it, "Uncle, I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Yan Jiarui was puzzled.

Lu Xiao pointed at his nightgown embarrassingly.

Yan Jiarui looked down, paused and then his eyelids trembled: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Lu Miao nodded, walked a few steps towards the bed, and then slipped back: "Uncle, why don't we sleep in bed together?"

Yan Jiarui didn't say a word, just looked at him calmly.

Lu Xiao was ashamed, it was really hard to say anything, so he had to go back to the bed in despair, and lay down for a while.

"I turned off the light." Yan Jiarui said.

"Okay." As soon as Lu Xiao finished speaking, the room was plunged into darkness, with only a little light.He raised his arms and glanced, and there was a dim yellow desk lamp on the coffee table.

Lu Miao pondered for a while, then lay down again, staring at the ceiling above his head, unable to sleep, really unable to sleep.

If you don’t lie down with Yan Jiarui tonight, you will be punished with electric shocks for 5 minutes tomorrow. Is this a joke... Can he still live after 5 minutes of electric shocks?He really didn't want to die.

Lu Xiao sighed, planning to wait for Yan Jiarui to fall asleep before crawling on the sofa for a squeeze.

After about half an hour, he stopped yawning and listened for a while, then got up lightly and walked towards the sofa.

After finally getting close, there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead and back.

Really good as hell...

Lu Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Yan Jiarui who was sleeping soundly, almost suffocated.

A handsome man is a handsome man, and he is still a handsome man with his eyes closed.

Moreover, under the effect of the dim light, it also added a layer of soft light to Yan Jiarui's deep facial features, not to mention how handsome he is.

Lu Miao looked at it for a while before moving away, ready to climb on the sofa, but he just noticed that this sofa is really not wide, it is more than enough to accommodate Yan Jiarui, why add him?

Simply dreaming.

Lu Xiao was terribly speechless, he couldn't sleep next to him all night, could he?Not so much.

This plan doesn't work, the next plan...

Lu Miao thought about the next plan until he yawned again and again until he came up with it. His height is 1.78 and his weight is 128 catties.

If you hug a 155-jin 1.88 Yan Jiarui... you should be able to hug it!Even if you can't hold it...you have to hold it!

Lu Miao stretched his hands and feet, breathed on his hands twice, and rubbed them again.Then, he put his hand into Yan Jiarui's quilt, and just touched Yan Jiarui's arm, ready to drill down his back.

Yan Jiarui opened his eyes.

At this moment, how creepy is it?

Lu Xiao was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jiarui sat up, groped under the sofa, and with a "click", the lights in the room turned on.

Lu Miao raised his hand to stop him, and when he took it away, he met Yan Jiarui's displeased eyes, and he smiled bitterly: "Uncle, why are you awake..."

"What are you doing?" Yan Jiarui still had the same expression.

"I..." Lu Xiao looked to the side guiltily, and when he saw the bottle of water on the coffee table, he hurriedly picked it up and signaled to Yan Jiarui, "I'm thirsty, I need some water to drink."

Yan Jiarui obviously didn't believe it, his brows were furrowed tightly: "Did you bring water into my quilt?"

"I..." Lu Miao's scalp was numb, and his mind frantically filtered out excuses, but which one was not decent, and finally he could only say, "My hands are cold, I want to warm them up, come..."

Faced with Yan Jiarui's sinking face, Lu Miao also made up such a stupid reason for him, so he couldn't say it anymore.

"Get up, go back to sleep." Yan Jiarui glanced at him deeply and then looked away.

"No..." I will be electrocuted to death tomorrow, who will sleep?

Can you sleep?

Lu Miao was extremely depressed.

But Yan Jiarui couldn't tell, he was only impatient: "Lu Miao, what do you want to do?"

"What else can I want to do, I just want to sleep with you!" Lu Xiao said loudly.

Yan Jiarui choked, and his brows frowned even deeper.

"Uncle..." Lu Miao softened his voice, "Really, I'm afraid of the dark, and I dare not sleep alone. Aren't you also afraid of the dark? Let's sleep together."

"Are you also afraid of the dark?" Yan Jiarui held back his displeasure, "Why haven't you mentioned it before?"

"It's nothing, why do I bring this up." Lu Xiao moved to the edge of the sofa in a kneeling position, raised his head and looked at Yan Jiarui pitifully, "Uncle..."

"..." Yan Jiarui.

"No!" He tilted his head and said in a deep voice, "Go back to sleep by yourself!"

"I'm afraid of the dark." Lu Xiao continued to behave pitifully.

Yan Jiarui gave a "tsk", picked up the desk lamp and handed it to him: "Take it."

Lu Miao didn't want it: "The light is too small."

"Then turn on the light to sleep tonight."

"Too much light."

"you!"

"If you don't want to, I'll lie down next to you for one night." Lu Miao said stubbornly.

Yan Jiarui looked at him, and the anger on his face slowly sank until it disappeared: "You really want to do this?"

"Are you willing?" Lord, please!

"Then you lie down." Yan Jiarui lay down, turned over, and turned his back to him.

Lu Xiao was stunned for a while before he could react.

Hold.

So unfeeling? !

He yelled in disbelief: "Uncle??"

"sleep."

puff!Lu Miao clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, he understood the feeling of "Zhou Yu was mad at Zhuge Liang".

Simply...

Lu Miao was at a loss for a long time, and the pain and death prevailed.

He pulled off the quilt on the bed, wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, and then leaned against Yan Jiarui. He still didn't forget to turn off the light, and there was only the small dim lamp left in the room.

At first Lu Miao couldn't sleep, after all, sitting was too difficult.

But after all, drowsiness prevailed, and he fell asleep unknowingly, which also prevented him from realizing that Yan Jiarui, who was turned over behind him, was not asleep at all, and was looking at him with a complicated face.