elopement

"Okay... okay..." Yan Luan was completely stunned, what did he hear?No... What did Chu Shiyu say? !

sleep with him?Is it the one that Yan Luan understood... the one who "sleeped" in a bed and covered with a quilt?

Chu Shiyu stood up after Yan Luan said yes, and stopped when he walked to the door of the room: "You drink Chinese medicine and brush your teeth before you come in."

With his back turned to him, Yan Luan nodded dryly.

The traditional Chinese medicine is very bitter, but Yan Luan drank it very quickly, and he didn't know why, maybe it was because the faster he drank it, the less he could taste it.

Yan Luan put another cup into the refrigerator, then went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, washed his face with cold water, and then washed the second and third times...

"What are you doing?" Chu Shiyu's voice came from the bedroom, as if he was dissatisfied with Yan Ran not going in.

Grass... Yan's mind is full of these two words, and I don't know if they are used as interjections or verbs...

Yan Luan walked into Chu Shiyu's bedroom, Chu Shiyu had already gone to bed, he was leaning on the bed with a cushion behind him, holding a book in his hand, he slept on the right side of the bed, the left side was vacant.

"Close the door." Chu Shiyu ordered without raising his eyes.

Yan Ran made enough mental preparations and closed the bedroom door.

"Where should I sleep?" Yan Ran, who was the first time the eldest girl got on the sedan chair, asked half shyly and half freely.

Chu Shiyu patted the empty seat next to him: "My bed is very big, enough to sleep two people."

Yan Luan nodded, and every movement that followed was full of a sense of ritual in his eyes.

He walked to the left side of the bed, sat on the bed, took off his slippers, and went to bed again.

Chu Shiyu even put a pillow on his side specially.

Too thoughtful, right? !

Yan Luan lay quietly on the bed. There were only two lights on in the bedroom, a night light and a bedside lamp on Chu Shiyu's side. Less than 10 minutes later, Chu Shiyu closed the book a little annoyed, and put the book Put it on the bedside table.

Yan Luan's heart was shocked, and then Chu Shiyu's eyes fell on himself.

So, is it time to start?

"Aren't you sleepy?" Chu Shiyu asked, Yan Ran's eyes stared like copper bells, and he shook his head energetically at Chu Shiyu.Chu Shiyu pursed his lips: "I'm sleepy, you can play with your phone, but don't disturb me."

With that said, Chu Shiyu lay down, then turned sideways, and turned off the bedside lamp on his side.

Ok?

How can you be sleepy?

No...the plot shouldn't develop like this?

"You asked me to sleep with you, just...to sleep with you?"

Ten seconds later, Yan Luan spoke softly, his words revealing puzzlement, depression, and weak thoughts.

"Yeah." Chu Shiyu's voice sounded muffled: "I just slept with me, I didn't want to sleep with you."

As soon as the word "go to bed" came out, Yan Luan's heart twitched, and his fingertips also felt a little numb.

"So I said don't think about it. I'm in a bad mood today. I'm afraid I'll be overwhelmed if I'm alone." Chu Shiyu's voice was full of laughter. He turned around and looked at Yan Ran under the warm and dim light. Turning her head to look at him, she explained without silver here: "I...I didn't think about it, I thought...you still need to chat with me before going to bed... "

"Well, it's okay to chat, do you have something to talk about?" Chu Shiyu was as soft as a cloud in the clear sky, and the night light cast a halo on his face, like a little angel in a western painting.

Yan Luan quickly relaxed, he adjusted a comfortable posture, and looked at Chu Shiyu from a short distance away, looking at it unscrupulously, as if he wanted to see what he hadn't seen enough before.

"What do you like about Zhong Jiang?" After a while, Yan asked indiscriminately.

Chu Shiyu hooked his lips: "I don't like him."

"Then you and him..." Yan Luan hesitated to speak, with distrust and a little sadness in his eyes.

"Adults solve each other's physical needs, not like it." Chu Shiyu said lightly, but Yan Lun felt a little cruel.

"But he seems to like you." For some reason, Yan Luan actually spoke up for Zhong Jiang, at least on the surface.

Chu Shiyu was silent for a while before speaking: "Yes, it's not good for me, is it?"

Yan Ran looked at him, and nodded vigorously at him twice.

"Either I break up with him..." Before Chu Shiyu could finish speaking, Yan Luan almost wanted to cheer for him, yes!That's it!

"Either I establish a relationship with him."

The "connection" of Chu Shiyu's "relationship" is very long, which means that this may be a little bigger, at least he was thinking about it when he said it.

"...That's unnecessary." Yan Lun dissatisfied.

Chu Shiyu raised his eyelids to look at him: "You're kidding."

Then he reached out his hand to Yan Ran's face to see the scar on his face that had lost most of the scab. Yan Ran didn't dare to move, so Chu Shiyu pressed the scar with his fingertips and asked him, "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Luan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Chu Shiyu smiled at him, and then slowly moved forward, as if in order to see the scar more clearly, their faces were almost only one centimeter apart, and the bridge of their noses touched each other.

Yan Luan felt that the blood all over his body was rolling violently, and Chu Shiyu murmured: "Fortunately, even if this shape leaves scars in the end, it will not be considered as plastic surgery."

Chu Shiyu backed away and explained to Yan Luan: "Most colleges and universities do not accept art candidates who have undergone plastic surgery."

Yan Luan stared at him blankly, looked at his eyelashes, pupils, nose tip, and lips, and suddenly became angry, complaining in a tone of voice: "Why do you always seduce me?!"

Chu Shiyu paused for a moment, then asked in confusion, "When did I seduce you?"

Yan Luan approached suddenly, almost touching Chu Shiyu, his breathing became hot, and he was slightly angry: "Isn't it a seduction to be so close?"

"Let me sleep with you, isn't it a seduction?"

"Dangling your bare feet in front of me, isn't it a seduction?"

Yan Ran's big eyes filled with the helplessness of being seduced and being irresistible, it took Chu Shiyu a while to speak, and he discussed, "Then you... sleep in the living room?"

"Why?!" Yan Luan hugged the quilt tightly angrily, he would never get off this bed even if he died.

Chu Shiyu was a little speechless, paused and said, "And what happened to my bare feet? Bare feet also offended you?"

At this moment, Yan Luan urgently needs to accuse Chu Shiyu of his unkind behavior towards him as a minor, so he immediately replied: "You dangle barefoot in front of my eyes, and I'll fuck you..."

Yan Ranxiang suddenly realized something when he said a certain word, he stopped quickly, pursed his lips tightly, Chu Shiyu squinted his eyes, and stared at him: "You... what's wrong?"

Yan Luan couldn't help but turn away: "It's nothing."

"Oh." Chu Shiyu chuckled: "That's your own problem. Few people will have that kind of reaction when they see my bare feet. You should go to the hospital as soon as possible to check, and don't see other people barefoot in the future. live."

"Am I a sex monster?!" Yan Luan was so angry that Chu Shiyu sat up from the bed, he roared and stared at Chu Shiyu who was lying calmly: "I don't do that to everyone!"

The old god Chu Shiyu was there: "Not necessarily, brother."

"I'm only treating you!" Yan Lan blushed handsomely, in order to clarify that he was not a sex monster, he was powerless and angry like a headless chicken.

Chu Shiyu blinked, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Yan Luan's wrist: "Okay, stop being angry, lie down and sleep, I believe you are not a sex monster."

Yan Ran still had anger rushing through his chest, he was dragged to lie down by Chu Shiyu, but his mood was still bright, and he muttered: "That's beyond my control."

"Well, I got it." Chu Shiyu said: "I will try to be more dignified in front of you in the future, okay? It won't affect you."

Yan Lun didn't say a word, Chu Shiyu looked at him, and just about to say good night, Yan Lun said, "That's no need."

Chu Shiyu couldn't help laughing: "Go to sleep, stop thinking about it."

Yan Luan let out a "hmm", and Chu Shiyu extinguished the night light in response, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The breathing of the two is one in front and one in back, which is clear and harmonious.

After 10 minutes, Yan Luan's voice sounded, with a little helplessness: "Teacher."

Yan Lun's voice was very low, he was worried that Chu Shiyu had fallen asleep, and if he fell asleep, Yan Lun would not bother him.

"Huh?" Chu Shiyu's voice was nasal, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"I think... there is something wrong with that traditional Chinese medicine." Yan Luan said awkwardly, and Chu Shiyu's ears sounded like he was not feeling well.

Chu Shiyu immediately got up and turned on the light, and looked at Yan Ran with concern, who was lying on the bed with a little red face.

"What's uncomfortable?" Chu Shiyu asked him.

Yan Luan's Adam's apple rolled: "No discomfort..."

"What's the problem?" Chu Shiyu frowned, puzzled.

Yan Luan blinked: "You turn off the light, I'll tell you."

Chu Shiyu became more and more confused, but he didn't suspect him, so he turned off the light and lay back.At this time, he felt the people around him slowly approaching, with an unusual heat, Yan Ran moved on the dark bed, and then pressed against Chu Shiyu's body.

"Fever?" Chu Shiyu asked, Yan Luan's body was very hot, and his breathing was also hot.

"Do you have a headache..." Chu Shiyu hadn't finished asking when something suddenly touched his waist and hips, successfully silencing Chu Shiyu.

"Just... I don't know what happened, it became like this." Yan Lun's tone was extremely innocent, even helpless.

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock", the clock on the wall moved one by one, and Chu Shiyu stopped talking for some reason.

"Can you...don't touch me yet?" After a while, Chu Shiyu finally gasped, and spoke with difficulty and embarrassment.

Yan Luan let out an "oh", and then obediently retreated to the bedside.

"Are you sure you drank traditional Chinese medicine and became like this?" Chu Shiyu's face was also a little hot, and he didn't turn his head very quickly.

"Yeah." Yan Luan replied.

Chu Shiyu took a few breaths to calm down: "Okay, then go to the bathroom and take a cold shower first, and I'll call the doctor to ask."

"Teacher, can you help me..." Yan asked indiscriminately, as if he had made enough mental preparations before opening his mouth.

"No." Chu Shiyu severely interrupted.

"Then can I lend you..." Yan Luan said again.

"No." Chu Shiyu interrupted again.

After being rejected by Chu Shiyu twice, Yan Luan was quiet for a while, and then complained after recovering: "You don't know what I'm asking, so you say you can't."

"No matter what you are asking, you can't! No! No! Now go take a shower! Don't say anything else!" Chu Shiyu's tone was full of anger and the first time he was at a loss when dealing with this situation. He turned his body sideways, trying to stay as far away from Yan Luan as possible.

A few seconds later, Yan Luan finally got out of bed, and said "Okay" resignedly.