[Comprehensive] The whole world has a crush on male gods

"Give me the key, formally...to you?"

Vulcan Dawo's expression suddenly changed from the sad one just now, he looked at the smiling young man in disbelief, and grabbed the key in a daze.

"It means...Aran, will you share the rent with me?"

Before Song Yiran could reply, Vulcan hugged him happily again, his eyes curled up with a smile, "It's really great."

The tall boy hugged him tightly like this, those hard strands of hair made Song Yiran's white and tender neck a little itchy, the black-haired boy slightly pushed Vulcan away, and when he saw Vulcan's silly smiling expression, he felt a little He held his forehead speechlessly.

Finally, Vulcan ran to the kitchen, intending to help Song Yiran cook a good meal to celebrate.

Song Yiran sat on the sofa, watched Vulcan put on the apron, and thought of the way Asahina Subaru ran to his house to wear an apron, but even though everyone was playing basketball, even Asahina Subaru was a few years older, Huo God is a bit stronger than Asahina Subaru. After putting on the apron, the muscle lines are outlined in this way, and the lean forearm can be seen through the drawn cuffs, which looks like a contrasting temptation.

Thinking of Subaru Asahina, Song Yiran couldn't help turning on his phone, intending to make a contact. Ever since the U-17 camp was banned from carrying electronic products, this phone was put away by the staff, and it hasn't been turned on until today when he was discharged from the hospital.

Numerous SMS bombardments jumped out like this, looking extremely terrifying.

There are those who know that he is going to participate in the tennis camp but do not know that mobile phones are not allowed, such as Kise Ryota, Asahina Subaru, etc., and there are ordinary friends who are completely unaware. Kise Ryota's caller ID lit up again.

As soon as he answered, he heard Kise Ryota crying.

"Xiao Yiran!! I make dozens of calls to you every day, and they are all turned off. You seem to have lost contact...I am so worried about you!"

"I just came back from the U-17 base, because it is a fully enclosed training, so the use of mobile phones is not allowed, you don't have to worry."

On the other end of the phone, the boy with light blond hair and short hair, heard Song Yiran's voice, and held his breath for a while, with a trance-like intoxication in his expression, as if he had been enchanted by a demon.

——Ah, Xiao Yiran's voice...is simply the sound of nature.

Haichang's evening training was coming to an end, Huang Lailiang called Song Yiran too habitually, but he didn't expect to be connected today, so he completely ignored the surprised expressions of the coach and teammates, and immediately ran to the waiting room , locked the door, and turned the volume to the maximum.

"Xiao Yiran..."

The yellow-haired boy lowered his eyes, pressed against the door, and breathed out softly.

His ending sound is slightly raised, with a sultry meaning, different from the deliberately provocative machines in those film and television dramas, the sincere ending sound trembles slightly, showing that Huang Lailiang is too close to panic-like heart.

"Now... can you call me Ryota?"

Kise Ryota's voice was a little hoarse, and he spoke softly into the phone.

"Liangtai?" Song Yiran asked aloud after hearing this.

The rustling voice came from the other end of the phone, followed by bursts of suppressed gasps, as if entangled with a hot tide.

"Ah, ha—it's okay, Xiao Yiran...I'm so excited."

Kise Ryota said in a low voice, as if there was an explosive pleasure rising from the most numb place, straight to the cerebral cortex, he curled up his right leg, and kept rubbing the root of his thigh until that The coolness like the waves keeps spreading.

——What an unbearable torture...

After a while, Kise Ryota finally calmed down, and immediately asked, "Xiao Yiran, are you at home now? I'll come find you!"

As he said that, the boy with light-blond hair tucked his phone between his neck and shoulders, and began to change his jersey, and put on the suit and uniform jacket that showed his figure.

"Ryota."

Kise suddenly stopped what he was doing.

It was obviously still such a pleasant voice, and the words were obviously so simple, but combined together, Kise Ryota felt... a little incomprehensible, he froze in place, like a stiff statue.

"Ryota, I'm in my house now...I'm going to share the rent with me."

--What……! ?Xiao Yiran wants to share the rent with Xiao Vulcan! ?

His brows and eyes suddenly darkened. Originally, his face was full of sunshine, but now it seems that his slightly raised eyebrows and eyes are also somewhat cold, and his thin lips are tightly pursed.

After hanging up the phone, Kise sighed softly.

"I won't allow it, Xiao Yiran."

"How can you...share the rent with Little Vulcan?"

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Huoshen Da, I fiddled with it for a while, and finally brought all the meals on the table.

Very... It was beyond Song Yiran's expectation.

He originally thought it would be some simple fast food that Vulcan often ate when he was studying in the United States, or Japanese food...but he didn't expect that Vulcan prepared a table of Chinese food.

Looking at the bright color of the mapo tofu, pepper dotted on top of the chili oil, the aroma of fried meat with bamboo shoots is tangy, and even the most common stir-fried seasonal vegetables make people's index fingers twitch.

"smell good……"

Song Yiran opened his eyes wide and moved his nose slightly.In the eyes of Vulcan, this little gesture is extremely cute.

——It turns out that when I said I know a little bit of cooking... I meant this...

——Too modest, okay?

The chopsticks in his hand moved, and he felt that the tip of his tongue was about to melt under the strong fragrance, and the eyes that looked at Vulcan couldn't help but brighten a little.

"Because Aran is Chinese, I learned a few Chinese dishes on purpose." Vulcan Dawo smiled slightly, his brows and eyes were extremely gentle, and he couldn't see the original fierce look, just like a red-haired retriever restrained All the sharp claws were killed, just in exchange for a compliment from the master.

"—I hope...Aran can eat better and be happier."

The red-and-black-haired boy murmured, "Although it's good for Aran to be like this, but...the last time I carried Aran on my back, I still felt that Aran was too light."

Vulcan·□□·Dawo smiled innocently, he took off his apron, and waited until Song Yiran had eaten most of the white rice in his bowl before Vulcan started to eat.

In the end, the table was cleaned up to the point that there was almost nothing left, so he tidied it up hastily. Looking at the already dark sky, Vulcan felt that it was too late to sort out Song Yiran's room now.

There is a small room where his coach Alex sleeps, and it is kept very clean, but Vulcan doesn't want Song Yiran to live in that room, although he doesn't know why, maybe he just doesn't want the boy to be contaminated The taste of others.

Hesitating, I looked at Song Yiran and asked softly:

"How about, Aran, sleep with me today."

"—we squeeze a bed together."

The author has something to say:

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Team Rainbow: Why are there so many Vulcan benefits?

Vulcan [Innocent Face]: I can cook and do housework, and I am very simple♂ and fit Aran’s appetite

Team Rainbow:! ! ...Scheming! ?

#I am the man who conquered Aran's stomach first, so I am worried that I won't get his heart#