This UP can't move

bedroom.

When Yao Shuyu asked the question "Why don't you go back to the house" for the third time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, went straight into the study with a blank expression, and slipped Su Qihan, who was addicted to trying out the new hand-painted board, back into the house .

Resisting was useless, wailing was useless, acting like a baby... was barely effective.

"Boss Yao, I, I haven't washed yet." Su Qihan was hugged back to the bedroom with his feet lifted off the ground, his cheeks flushed, "You, don't worry, let me down first."

Yao Shuyu didn't buy it, raised his eyebrows and asked him:

"Oh? It seems that you know what I'm in a hurry to do? Then why don't you be considerate of me, can you only hold your board in your heart? I'm not sensible."

Su Qihan wanted to "slightly slightly", and asked with difficulty:

"Then, how can you be sensible?"

Before we got together, he was called cute and virtuous, wishing to boast that there was nothing in the sky and earth, but after we got together, he became untidy and ignorant.

But why is it more embarrassing than complimenting him directly.

Of course, Yao Shuyu didn't hear the complaints in his heart, and didn't put him down as promised, but carried him into the small bathroom of the bedroom with strides, and said while walking:

"—Whenever I pick you up, you can take the initiative to wrap your legs around my waist, that's sensible."

Su Qihan's stuttering problem had already improved a lot, but when Yao Shuyu played hooligans, he couldn't get better.

...Let him take the initiative to wrap his legs or something, just thinking about that scene is enough for Su Qihan to have a high fever for three days and three nights.

At this moment, he has been carried into the small bathroom, looked at Yao Shuyu, and subconsciously opened his tongue:

"You, what are you doing..."

Yao Shuyu was still calm and calm, and said as a matter of course:

"Isn't it necessary to wash up? It's the same wherever you wash up."

Su Qihan blushed a little:

"Then, what did you put me on the stage for..."

He was placed on the sink by Yao Shuyu, with the mirror behind him, and leaning against the side of the sink, so he could only support the countertop with one hand and hold Yao Shuyu's arm with the other.

Nervous and flustered by this ambiguous atmosphere.

On the other hand, Yao Shuyu hugged him around his waist and looked down at him, not only did not show any embarrassment in his eyes, on the contrary, there was a bit of exciting frivolity.

The bad thoughts of wanting to be dissatisfied and wanting to take advantage of it were all written on his face without shyness.

"Don't do anything, it's bright here, let me see if your neck is tanned."

Originally, the ignorant little anchor pulled the collar of his clothes in front of the public to show the neck during the live broadcast. After Yao Shuyu "severely" disciplined him, it was already over, but there were always a few people who didn't mind the excitement The unlucky little fan who had a big deal at that time quickly took a screenshot and posted it on the Internet happily.

Posting to the Internet is not enough, you have to @ him to be satisfied.

It will really add trouble to Mr. Yao.

Su Qihan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and only then did he realize that he "didn't clean up", and belatedly felt a smell of jealousy, secretly happy for a second.

But before the corners of his mouth could rise, he couldn't smile at all.

Because... His boss Yao started to "clean up" him.

Yao Shuyu stretched out a hand to wrap his arms around his waist, and brought him forward in a non-heavy way. The other hand was not idle, and staggered along his spine all the way to the back of his neck.

The index finger still hooked a little bit of the round neck, turned around along the edge of the collar, and came around to the front.

Gradually the person in his arms became tighter.

By the way, he nodded mischievously at the collarbone.

Su Qihan thought to himself, it's clear... It's clearly a gentle closeness and a careful touch, but his senses seem to have been magnified several times, even if he just caressed the skin vaguely, he can still feel it. He felt that the body temperature of Yao Shuyu's fingertips was slightly lower than his own.

His neck was a little itchy, he shrank subconsciously, and Yao Shuyu let go of his collar.

Let go of the collar, but not let go of him.

On the contrary, Yao Shuyu's palm covered the protruding bones of the cervical spine, sealing off his way of retreat.

As soon as their heads were lowered, the two foreheads touched, Yao Shuyu seemed to complain and said:

"Xiao Qihan, tomorrow Friday, you have to spend one less day with me. At this time... you still have the mind to tinker with your board, huh?"

Su Qihan's breath was warm before, only a little short of spontaneous combustion on the spot.

He felt that the roots of his ears must be red, and in fact they were.

So he had to lower his eyes slightly, not daring to meet Yao Shuyu's gaze.

But in this way, his eyes inevitably glanced at Yao Shuyu's lips.

Thin, slightly pale lip color.

The sarcasm that came out of this mouth hurt people more than life, but the good-looking arcs that evoked it were life-threatening.

Especially when it looks so soft and tender.

"What are you looking at, huh?" Yao Shuyu smiled even more, "Why don't you talk? Do you know that you are wrong?"

Su Qihan nodded quickly, ready to go down the steps.

"I can't deal with you anymore..." But Yao Shuyu didn't seem to intend to let him go just like that, he staggered his head a little, and his breath sprayed on Su Qihan's neck, "It's better to admit your mistakes, but... "

"Shouldn't you show it and coax me?" He backed away a little, rubbed Su Qihan's fair neck with his hand, and looked at him teasingly, "Give me a bite or a kiss, you choose."

Not to mention stuttering, Su Qihan couldn't speak directly, so he could only stare at him begging for mercy.

It's okay if you don't stare at it, but once you stare at it, Yao Shuyu's heart skips a beat. His little Qihan is just... desperately flirting.

The key is that I don't know it after teasing, so I feel embarrassed patronizing.

Yao Shuyu was immersed in this shy and bewildered little look, seemingly steady like an old dog, but actually panicked a lot.

"Cough," he couldn't lose his footing in front of his own children, so he could only cough lightly to calm himself down, and continued to pretend to be his big-tailed wolf, "Huh? Let me ask you, how do you choose?"

Su Qihan was forced to have no choice but to say as if he was heroic, "Bite it!"

Mr. Yao really paid it off with a kiss. Will he still sleep at night?Do you have class tomorrow morning?

Yao Shuyu looked at his expression and smiled: "It's not so bad..."

Not so reluctant.

But he couldn't finish the sentence.

Because Su Qihan deliberately turned his head away after finishing speaking, one shoulder raised slightly, revealing the fair skin on the neck, the blood vessels under the skin seemed to meander directly to Yao Shuyu's heart, every beat, in resonance.

Not only that, but he also closed his eyes and bit his lower lip lightly.

Put yourself in the shape of seeing no evil.

Yao Shuyu couldn't tell whether he was afraid or ashamed, in short, if he didn't "indecent" again, he would be sorry for the "see no evil"——

You dare to show your neck, but I dare not bite?

After Su Qihan closed his eyes, Yao Shuyu's voice stopped, so Su Qihan could only hear his own heartbeat that was getting stronger and stronger.

Yao Shuyu's sense of presence is so strong even for every breath, even if the five senses blind one sense, Su Qihan can still feel that the person holding him is slowly approaching.

Until squeezed between his legs.

There was a sudden burst of warm breath on his neck, Yao Shuyu seemed to sniff his neck, and then a little bit of heat and humidity made him tremble uncontrollably.

In the next second, Yao Shuyu exerted a little force, his teeth gripped his flesh, seemed to be grinding it unbearably, and seemed to be afraid of his pain, so he mercifully let go of it not long after.

But... Before he let go, the tip of his tongue brushed across his skin as if nothing had happened.

Su Qihan didn't realize that he was trembling a little.

Yao Shuyu touched his lips to the place where he had bitten, took a deep breath, and spoke with a little joy:

"It feels good to grind your teeth once in a while."

Pleasant, but not quite satisfied.

God knows how determined he was just now to resist the urge to "bite it down" and just "grind his teeth".

Yao Shuyu sighed in her heart, feeling like she was lifting a rock and hitting her own foot again.

Su Qihan lifted one eyelid and looked at him cautiously: "Okay, are you okay?"

Yao Shuyu pretended to be surprised: "Why, haven't you bitten enough?"

"..."

Su Qihan's face was so red that it couldn't be redder, his heart throbbed very much, and he was unable to speak, so he threw his head on Yao Shuyu's shoulder, and stretched out his arms to wrap around his shoulders.

Yao Shuyu chuckled lightly: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'll carry you down and wash up."

His little cutie is still young, so he has to be careful and take his time.

Su Qihan hummed angrily, and put his arms around Yao Shuyu's neck instead. When his feet touched the ground again in the next second, his mind was still in a daze.

...Perhaps, he should still ask Mr. Yao to kiss him?

Su Qihan's thoughts were wandering again.

Ever since the day when the two of them confessed their love to each other, he was quick-talking and confusedly said that Yao Shuyu didn't get close to him, the effect of this complaint can be said to be immediate.

In less than a week, Yao Shuyu made a series of denials with practical actions.

Not close?

He's not, he's not, don't talk nonsense.

Want to hook your shoulders?It's not easy, even if he is allowed to lead the little boyfriend on the road, it's a pity that the little boyfriend has a thin skin and doesn't want to.

Not only hooking shoulders and backs, but cuddling and cuddling is commonplace. The "expensive" bedroom has become the hardest hit area for dog abuse. Qian Fujin, who has already seen the truth, just wants to poke his eyes. If he can't see it, his heart won't hurt.

Apart from such direct physical contact, there are other things that Yao Shuyu can give full play to.

For example, when live broadcasting, I change my tricks and bring my own rhythm.

Another example is that when Xiao Ah Jiu changed his stingy nature while watching the live broadcast, he often spent a lot of money "not to change after repeated teaching but not to listen".

If the experiment ended early, he would definitely pick up Su Qihan from get out of class. If he "coincidentally" met Xia Ziye and Long Zixi on the way, he would definitely smile at them with the meaning of "this is my little cutie".

Even when eating Malatang in the cafeteria, they never order it individually, but share a large portion for the two of them. Once Su Qihan is embarrassed, he must raise his eyebrows and say righteously: This is not even eaten in a bowl. , what is there to be embarrassed about.

While Su Qihan was ashamed, he sang sweetly in his heart.

"Xiao Qihan? What are you thinking?"

Yao Shuyu looked at his little boy friend who said he wanted to wash up but had been in a daze all the time - he didn't know what he was thinking, and his face and ears became more and more red.

Yao Shuyu's eyes darkened after that, and he simply hugged the person and did not let go.

"I regret it." He buried his head in Su Qihan's neck, and his lips touched Su Qihan's warm skin again and again, where he had bitten just now, "Everyone is an adult, I would love to bite and kiss you." want."

Before Su Qihan came back to his senses, his neck started to itch, it was hot and humid.He dodged subconsciously, and his back leaned against the edge of the sink.

There is no going back again.

"Yao, Mr. Yao!... Ugh."

Realizing that Yao Shuyu was doing something to the pitiful flesh on his neck, smoke rose from Su Qihan's forehead instantly.

At this moment, all the remaining rationality is pieced together piecemeal, and I can barely make up an untimely sigh:

Mr. Yao's lips are really delicate and soft... His body temperature seems to be quite high.

Other than that, my mind is a mess.

Where did he pass this?I can only freeze my body and not move, my heartbeat is beating like a drum, and I am overjoyed because the person I like is doing intimate things to me.

Su Qihan breathed with his mouth open, and whimpered. Although he was a little helpless, it didn't seem like he was refusing.

From Yao Shuyu's point of view, what's the difference between this and an invitation? !

Yao Shuyu endured and endured, feeling that it is really difficult to be a human being.

He wanted to go too far, but he didn't dare to go too far. He could only dawdle hard in this limited territory. He couldn't help it, and bit his mouth a few more times as if to vent his dissatisfaction.

Just like this, he can still remember to be careful not to leave traces, he himself admires himself.

But Su Qihan couldn't know the difficulty in Yao Shuyu's heart, he only felt numbness in his neck, weakness in his legs, and he was a little out of breath.

He didn't know which tendon was wrong, but he also turned his face, dazedly touched Yao Shuyu's ear, thought he was begging for forgiveness, and kissed him lightly.

Perhaps it should be called a light touch.

There was a buzzing in Yao Shuyu's head.

...Don't think about it for the two of you now.

Yao Shuyu "grinds her teeth" for a moment, loosens her lightly clenched teeth, and finally temporarily let go of the pitiful flesh on Su Qihan's neck.

But just when Su Qihan thought he had finally calmed down, his chin was raised.

He half-opened a pair of hazy eyes, forced to look at Yao Shuyu, his eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor.

Yao Shuyu's hand pinching his chin didn't just sit still.

He rubbed his thumb against Su Qihan's lower lip:

"What were you doing just now, huh? Little Qihan."

Su Qihan himself couldn't explain whether the touch just now was a delay to make Yao Shuyu stop, or it was simply because he wanted to touch him while being touched.

So Su Qihan could only falter "I" a couple of times, without any reason for "I".

But when his upper and lower lips were wedged apart, Yao Shuyu rubbed his thumb and took the opportunity to probe inside.

Su Qihan's eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to stop.

Yao Shuyu narrowed his eyes: "Don't move around."

Su Qihan really obediently stopped resisting, and gave up thinking with his mind down.

"Hey... Open your mouth." Yao Shuyu chuckled, relying on his obedience, her hands became even more dishonest, first she slowly slid across his small white teeth, and then touched the wet and soft teeth hidden behind the teeth. The tip of the tongue, "Our little cutie's teeth are so straight, why are you hiding, you just teased me? Stretch it out...to lick me."

The moisture in Su Qihan's eyes became heavier, and the fingers resting on Yao Shuyu's waist couldn't help clenching the hem of the T-shirt.

Fearing that someone would accidentally bite Yao Shuyu, Su Qihan almost held his thumb in his mouth. Hearing his request, although he was on the verge of being scalded by himself, he subconsciously touched the tip of his tongue and hooked his finger. Jian carefully licked it, and at the same time shyly turned his face to the side at a small angle, couldn't help raising his eyes, and glanced at him quickly.

There were fine tears in his eyes.

"hiss."

Yao Shuyu took a deep breath, his soul was almost lost by him.

What are you doing teasing others? !

Can I eat now? !

Why don't you deal with his backlog of problems left over from history if you have this leisurely mind? !

He took a deep breath, exhaled again, reluctantly withdrew his thumb from between Su Qihan's lips, and said in a hoarse voice:

"...I'm going to take a shower in the bathroom outside."

He stared at Su Qihan's hazy eyes, let out a "tsk" full of desire and dissatisfaction, and added:

"You wash up and go to bed, and let me give you a good hug later."

Su Qihan was staring in a daze, a little puzzled after hearing these words:

"What, what's the matter? Go outside? No, don't you wash here?"

Yao Shuyu wants to cry but has no tears.

Appeared again - one of his little Qi Han's nirvana, sultry invisibly.

He could only pretend to be calm and hooked the corners of his mouth:

"Wash here... Do you want to watch me take off, or do you want to watch me wash? Or come with me..."

……wash.

Before he finished speaking, the others were relieved from "shyness", and Su Qihan, who had gone too far to the level of "shame into anger", pushed him out of the small bathroom.

Also closed the door.

Yao Shuyu touched her nose, turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Being human is really hard.

After realizing that Su Qihan, who had been molested for a long time, was still a little weak in his legs, he leaned against the bathroom door and swallowed, as if he wanted to swallow the little heart that jumped into his throat back into his stomach.

Yao Shuyu took a long time in the shower.

Su Qihan had already rolled on the bed wrapped in a quilt for half an hour, and even rolled until his whole body was limp, and when he felt sleepy, Yao Shuyu pulled his freshly dried hair and re-entered the room.

When he wrapped himself in the refreshing smell of shower gel, he lifted the quilt and got into the bed, and when he turned sideways and reached out to fumble on the bedside table, he heard a whisper:

"...Mr. Yao, you, you are too rascal."

Yao Shuyu paused while holding the remote control to increase the temperature of the air conditioner: "..."

After only three seconds of silence for the back of the head beside him, he grabbed the ignorant and ill-mannered little anchor into his arms, and practiced the "good hug" he said just now.

Su Qihan's red ears could be hidden in the dark night, but the heat all over his body could not be hidden from others.

It didn't take long for the anger on Yao Shuyu's body to go down before he got angry again.

His voice was a little hoarse, helpless:

"These days, hooligans are indeed better than people."

Su Qihan: "You, you go and put on your pants."

Yao Shuyu: "..."

I thought I could get away with it.

Su Qihan: "T-shirts should be worn too."

Yao Shuyu: "..."

Fine.

Yao Shuyu sighed heavily on purpose, and groaned for a while before turning over and getting out of bed, dragging her steps to the closet without turning on the light, opening the closet and grabbing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts.

Like a lottery, it is very likely that a red and green suit will be drawn.

Who cares, it's so pitch black that no one can see it anyway.

After tidying himself up decently, Yao Shuyu also calmed down a lot. He went back to bed and lay down, turned over the person whose back was facing him, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose, thought for a while, moved down again, and kissed at the corner of his mouth. for a moment.

Gentle, tender, gentle, and not rascally.

Yao Shuyu's original intention was that he was afraid that he would be convicted of hooliganism if he took a bite directly, and he didn't want Su Qihan to feel that he was developing too fast.

Although it was enough rascally enough in the tiny bathroom just now.

... But let's stop for a while, lest the noisy people can't sleep well.

But Su Qihan's heart still skipped a beat.

As long as he turned his head slightly at that moment just now, then...then it wouldn't just kiss the corner of his mouth.

Su Qihan was a little dazed for a moment, the love in his heart was warmed by this kiss, and it was being transported to every corner of his body along the blood vessels all over his body.

He stretched out his hand and twisted a handful of Yao Shuyu's hair, suddenly remembered something, and said:

"Mr. Yao, your hair color is a little off."

Yao Shuyu: "?"

He thought in a daze: What?What color is my hair?

...Oh, it means the blue pinch.

Su Qihan picked up the voice: "So, do you still count what you said before?"

Yao Shuyu didn't react for a while, but it wasn't good for her little boyfriend to feel that she was a person who forgets what she said, so she let out a voice from her nose: "Huh?"

"It's just..." Su Qihan subconsciously played with Yao Shuyu's lock of hair. Even though the color could not be seen clearly in the dark, what he wrapped around his fingertips was indeed the blue hair that was flirty but faded, "You said that I If you like any color, just dye it for me."

Yao Shuyu: "..."

He carefully recalled when he said such embarrassing words, and it took him a long time to recall that he was so shameless when they met for the first time.

Yao Shuyu was numb: "It counts."

"Really?" Su Qihan's tone was tinged with a little excitement for an instant, and he fell into the mode of talking to himself again, "I think about it...ah, but there are so many colors I like, so, should I make a shape by the way? Is the tin foil hot?"

Yao Shuyu was speechless for a while:

"Why do you always think about ironing it with tin foil? I think your watermelon head was pretty good before."

Although Su Qihan himself didn't always think about being hot, he was still taken aback for a moment:

"How do you know I used to be a watermelon head? My dad said it? Why did he say everything?"

Very smooth, no stuttering at all.

"..." Yao Shuyu talked for a moment, then remained silent for a while, considering his "conviction" of deceit, he decided to be honest and get to the bottom of it first, "The watermelon head... I really can't blame your father. "

Su Qihan: "?"

Before he had time to diverge his thoughts and fantasize, Yao Shuyu put his chin on the top of his head, pressed the back of his head with one hand, and placed him securely on his chest:

"Hold it. Go to sleep, good night."

Su Qihan's nose was full of Yao Shuyu's breath, which suddenly interrupted the thought that had just sprouted in his mind.

Unlike the ambiguity in the small bathroom just now, the atmosphere at this time is more conducive to a good night's sleep.

Before falling asleep, he thought vaguely:

Sure enough, if it was a bite and a kiss, Mr. Yao wanted it all.

It's quite sweet to be played a hooligan once in a while.

As for the watermelon head—

Yao Shuyu was recording a program in City B the next day, and suddenly received a WeChat message from her little boyfriend:

"You! That's the one from before! The one who is very fierce to me!?"

Yao Shuyu: "..."

I'm really not, I'm really not, you really don't want to talk nonsense.

How did he know that the autistic child he met at that time would become his little boyfriend in six or seven years? !

The author has something to say: Unknowingly, the vest on Mr. Yao's body is written so thickly

It’s been changed for the sixth time. I really can’t change it. It’s so hard for me. I just deleted it this time.

(Change the number here every time you change it hahahaha)