You are obedient[电竞]

"Okay, the princess hug." Shao Jing smiled coquettishly.

How could Song Yan know what he was thinking, now he only remembered Shao Jing.

I still remember that today is a full month, and he has to leave the base, so that he can’t see Shao Jing every day. He is a little sad, and now he is dreaming. He called him what he always wanted to be called, anyway, in the dream. Nothing to be ashamed of.

Shao Jing hugged him up, but felt that he was very light, and he wore a lot of clothes, and he was not much shorter than himself, but he was still light. No wonder the hand that held him before felt full of bones, very thin .

But that face is a bit fleshy.

Song Yan hooked his neck, rubbed against his heart twice with great peace of mind, and leaned on it contentedly.

"Go home, husband."

"Tsk." When Shao Jing heard this address, he couldn't help it. This person is usually shy, but when he gets drunk, does his true nature come out?

Fortunately, the place chosen was secluded enough, and the two of them went out without being seen.

After the two left, the others breathed a sigh of relief, and discussions arose for a while.

"I didn't expect Xingshen to fall in love like this. It's not in vain that I helped him delete so many scandals." This is a person from the public relations department.

"The iron tree is blooming... I'm so envious, if only I had such a gentle and considerate boyfriend." This is the girl from the Propaganda Department.

Shenhua and the others listened with gusto.

"Don't we need to go back tonight?" Lu Ziye asked cautiously.

Xiaobai looked innocent: "Why don't you go back?"

"What if I disturb the captain's world? Look, the sofa in the living room and kitchen..." Lu Ziye has read a lot of novels recently, in order to determine his sexual orientation.

Shenhua slapped him on the back of the head with black lines all over his head: "What are you thinking about all day long!"

Captain, you have to fight hard, or we won't come back!

Fu Shu had fallen asleep lying on the table.

Because they were drunk, the two could only take a taxi back. Shao Jing changed the person from hugging to supporting, so that the driver would not treat them as perverts. Fortunately, the base is not far from here.

"Honey, are we going home?" In the car, Song Yan kept holding Shao Jing's arm, rubbing it from time to time.

Shao Jing nodded: "Yes, go home."

"Oh." Song Yan listened obediently and did not move. After waiting for a while, he asked again: "Is it our home?"

Shao Jing saw the driver's indescribable expression and looked at them several times.

"No, it's the base. I'm still choosing our home. Let's choose together when the time comes, okay?" Shao Jing lifted him up and helped him tidy up his clothes. He rubbed the collar of his sweater It slid a lot, revealing his beautiful and distinct collarbone.

Shao Jing's eyes darkened, and finally he stroked his soft hair restrainedly.

The windows of the car were not closed, and the cold night wind blew into the car, but people's hearts were warm.

Before the two got out of the car, the driver took another deep look at them: "You will be happy."

Shao Jing was stunned for a moment, then asked Song Yan to support him, and replied with a smile: "Thank you, I will."

"I like a smaller house!" Song Yan walked crookedly, casting a long shadow under the street lamp.

Looking at his back, Shao Jing always felt that it would be a happy thing to walk with him for a lifetime.

"This way I can see you at a glance no matter where I am!"

"Okay, smaller then."

"There must be a balcony! I want to grow sunflowers on the balcony!"

"Hey, how big is a sunflower?"

"Then buy the one with a big balcony!"

"Well, what else do you want?"

Song Yan came over suddenly, crookedly hugging his arm: "Shh, secretly, the bathroom door should be transparent."

"Well, the cooking table in the kitchen needs to be bigger."

"And a big sofa!"

After realizing it, Shao Jingyong looked at Song Yan with such an expression, and then leaned into his ear: "Do you need a prop room?"

Song Yan smiled shyly: "Okay, I like rabbit ears and cat ears!"

Depend on.

Shao Jing clenched his fists, wishing no one had reminded him that Yan Yan, who was drunk, looked like this, and now he was almost turning into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, should he be thankful that Yanyan was drunk or not?

Song Yan's face is still white up to now, but his eyes are getting blurred, but he still clearly knows that he is Shao Jing.

Well, although the name has changed.

In just a short distance, the two walked crookedly for a long time, and when they put him on the sofa, Shao Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was late autumn, he was sweating all over.

"Sit here obediently? Shall I get you some water?" Shao Jing gently touched Song Yan's head.

Song Yan nodded obediently: "Okay."

After a while, before Shao Jingren came back, Song Yan began to climb the stairs staggeringly, one step at a time, slowly climbing up one step at a time, stepping on the right foot with his left foot from time to time.

When Shao Jing came out with water, he saw his crooked back.

He smiled helplessly, and hurried to help him up.

"So disobedient? Huh?" Shao Jing handed him the water.

Song Yan looked confused, seeing him, threw himself into his arms aggrievedly: "I thought you were gone!"

"This road is so strange, why is he getting taller?" Song Yan was dragged up by Shao Jing while drinking water.

"Because he is backgammon." Shao Jing said.

"What is backgammon?"

"Just go higher and higher." Shao Jing looked at his moist lips and restrained himself again. If he is not human in the future, he must be forced by Yanyan.

Song Yan seemed to understand and nodded: "Oh."

After finally arriving at Song Yan's room, Shao Jing wanted to ask someone to take a bath by himself.

"No, I want you to wash it for me." Song Yan took off his clothes, but luckily Shao Jing was quick and stopped him.

He had no choice but to half hug her and sit by the bed: "Be obedient, Yanyan, or just sleep right away?"

"Oh...then will you sleep with me?" He lay down obediently, and then took Shao Jing's hand.

Shao Jing looked at his exposed waist with restraint: "Well, I will accompany you."

Song Yan didn't listen to him, and suddenly felt uncomfortable again: "Mobile phone, I'm so annoying~" The ending sound was still coquettish.

Shao Jing took out his mobile phone from the back pocket of his trousers with an expression that I am very Buddhist and I can't think about anything.

Song Yan immediately snatched it from his hand and held it cherished.

"Little rascal, just throw it away when you're done using it?" Shao Jing saw that he was so cute.

Song Yan glanced at him cautiously, then turned on the phone: "Where's my screen saver?"

"Huh?" Shao Jing leaned closer: "Isn't this here? A photo of the two of us?"

Song Yan immediately stared at the bed with both legs: "It's not this! Husband's abs photo!"

Shao Jing remembered the screensaver from before, and smiled: "All the real people are here, so why do you want to see that one?"

Song Yan whimpered and hugged the phone: "That's different, you are a dream, the photo is real, and the photo can still sleep with me."

"Tsk." Shao Jing pinched his face hard: "Does it hurt?"

Song Yan immediately felt wronged: "It hurts."

"I am a dream?"

"No."

"Well, it seems quite sober." Shao Jing helped him take off his shoes: "Take off your clothes by yourself, don't get out of the quilt."

"Oh." Song Yan reluctantly put down the phone: "Aren't you going to help me take it off?" He got under the quilt with only one head exposed, and his eyes were not as confused as before.

"I'm not a dream, you still want me to help you undress?"

"Yanyan, what did you call me just now?"

"Are you not afraid of me doing something I shouldn't do?"

Shao Jing recited the mantra of pure heart and few desires while teasing him. It seems that he will read more scriptures in the future to calm his restless heart.

Song Yan held the edge of the quilt with both hands, revealing a pair of eyes: "I like it." His eyes were burning: "I think you did it to me."

Shao Jing: ...

Is it okay to drink a cup of wine? Is it comfortable to take a cold shower or drink ice water on such a cold day?

Sooner or later he would have to give it back.

After Song Yan finished these two sentences, he suddenly sat up again.

Shao Jing's eyes fell on his waist, and then he opened his eyes, and saw Song Yan waving at him with a very obedient expression: "Honey, come here."

Shao Jing: ...

He still leaned over obediently.

Then the former pecked lightly on his lips.

"I'll collect some benefits first. Good night, husband." Song Yan was actually very sleepy. He was dizzy just now, but now his head is swelling, and he just wants to lie down and fall asleep.

After saying this, he really fell asleep in seconds.

Only Shao Jing, who had just been kissed, touched his lips, and then stared fiercely at the sleeping man: "You are fine, you may forget everything when you wake up tomorrow."

"But it doesn't matter, I will help you remember, and I will return everything to me bit by bit in the future."

He rubbed Song Yan's slightly moist lips with his fingers, and finally got up to go out.

Forget it, let's go drink some ice water.

Find another scripture and recite it.

The next day, the other people who deliberately played until the morning and waited at the door of the little boss's room.

I wonder if the captain succeeded last night?

The atmosphere is so good that I call my husband, I must succeed!

"Crazy?" Shao Jing came out of his room squinting and yawning, "What are you doing here?"

"We want...to see how the little boss is doing." Fu Shu scratched his head: "Yes, yes, let's see how the little boss is doing."

"That's right, that's what Uncle Fu said. Uncle Fu insisted on pulling us over." Lu Ziye decisively betrayed Fu Shu.

"Oh, so, I haven't woken up yet, shut up, don't wake people up." He yawned, and went back to the room to catch up on sleep.

Downstairs, Shenhua searched for the cabinet in the kitchen but couldn't find it, "It's strange, who took my Purifying Mantra? I clearly remembered to hide it here."

"No, I'm going to be pissed off without the Purifying Mantra, who will take it?"

no idea.

The captain, who was lying on the bed and fell asleep again, was unconscious, even chanting the mantra in his dream.

On a day when everyone in HE was ordinary, Weibo was not ordinary.

An unknown Weibo account posted a Weibo, claiming to be Xingshen’s junior high school classmate. In junior high school, Xingshen beat his father by chance. At that time, he took a photo with shaking hands. Although the pixels were not high, he still posted it.